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[Fire Ze Missiles!]

Gary tumbled into the building where the makeshift surgery was going on, his lust for death having been slaked. He glanced about him and saw it happening. Were they cutting his arm off?
"Jesus Christ..." he muttered to himself "I'd rather take my chances outside than stay in here..."
Unfortunately, the option was not open to him as he had barred the door behind him being the last in.
"Bollocks." he exclaimed quietly. The situation was rapidly going from bad to worse...

[earini]

When the blade came down the first time, Niall opened his mouth to scream in pain, but nothing came out.

The pain was gone. He opened his eyes, and saw nothing but a blank white canvas. Niall realized he must have passed out from the pain, and was now dreaming. All around him, everything was white. He stood up, and found that he had the strength to walk. Of course he could, it was a dream. Having nothing better to do, he started to walk. He had been walking for what seemed like hours, when he finally saw something far off in the distance. It was a black armchair, contrasting starkly against the whiteness. He started running toward it, and at first it seemed to get closer. He was almost to it, but then it seemed to slowly go farther away from him until it was once again only a small object. He gave up and tried to sit on the ground. He passed through the ground when he did this though, and ended up on the chair.

At first Niall was shocked and somewhat frightened, when he remembered it was a dream. This was a relatively normal one compared to some others he'd had. He got comfortable in the chair, but stayed alert. He didn't know what would come next. His alertness didn't help him from being surprised, though, when the chair shot up at a very high speed, only to stop a short moment later. He supposed he was now a hundred feet up in the air, though the only real indication that he was even in the air was the fact that his feet weren't touching the ground anymore. As he was pondering his height, the white world was changing. It was rapidly being drawn in by some invisible force.

Ten seconds later, Niall viewed with awe the view. He was on top of the highest building in the city he was now in, but it was before the outbreak. He got up from the chair and walked to the edge and looked down. He could see the bustling city. The world seemed to be full of life. Just as rapidly, though, another change was occuring.

The world he was looking at was slowly dying. He watched in silence as people became what he now fought, what caused him the injury to his arm. He understood that they were mindless and couldn't control themselves, but he still felt a blind hatred toward them. They took his arm, goddamnit! He would kill them all, fuck any cure that was made. They took his arm! He looked away, back toward the chair, and saw it was slowly becoming red, as if it were bleeding. Then he saw Harvey, coming at him with a knife. He looked down at his right arm, and saw it was rotting off. He tried to scream, but again nothing came out.

Blackness.

((OOC: I don't know if that was really necessary, but I was bored))

Edited by earini, 06 September 2006 - 12:27 AM.

[Pastinator]

((OOC:Don't worry dude, nology, you can do ur pimpin now, sorry if i already said that, MSpencer, hurry up and post!))

[Ash]

OOC: Could someone fill me in? I have absolutely NO idea what's going on.

[earini]

((OOC: I don't know exactly what you missed. The barricade was taken down so the ones who were at the garage could get in. While everyone was doing this, my character was bitten. The barricade was put back up. My character's arm was amputated to avoid infection, and during the amputation I wrote a little dream sequence.))

[Ash]

((OOC: It's a fact of where everyone is that is confusing me. Was I at the garage? Was I in the building? I just don't know Sod it, I'll just carry on.))

Regina rushed into the room where Niall was being 'operated' on. Blood spewed everywhere. This was ridiculous, and was hardly the time or place for this. Even if Niall's wound wasn't infected by whatever was infecting the rest of the townsfolk, gangrene was probably just as bad a death. He was similarly no good to anyone if he bled to death. Cutting an arm cut off a major artery and vein. NOT particularly smart, given the circumstances.

"Are you insane?" Regina shrieked as she ran over, already reaching for a carabiner clip from her belt-kit. Usually used for rappelling down from helicopters or buildings, Regina didn't relish the idea of using an unsterilised corrosible item as an artery clamp, but infection was possibly treatable. Blood being outside its normal owner's body wasn't. She moved to push Harvey out of the way.
"Do tell me you've got a way to stem that bleeding so I don't have to use this."

[Pastinator]

"Hey, bitch!"shouted Harvey, "I had to cut him at the shoulder!I know he was bitten lower, but it was one of the fast ones!They have more virus in their blood-stream, and so it spread's faster, you think i would have done that if there wasn't a reason!" Harvey calmed down a bit, his rage now just anger, "And yes i do have a way, it's called bandages, there in the first aid kit over there." said Harvey flickering his eyes over to the corner wall.

((OOC: Yes, i do have an IC way for having this knowledege, and i don't care if virus's don't work like that, it's something that i thought of for explaining the differenes in zombies to start off with,

"Hey, bitch!"shouted Harvey, "I had to cut him at the shoulder!I know he was bitten lower, but it was one of the fast ones!They have more virus in their blood-stream, and so it spread's faster, you think i would have done that if there wasn't a reason!" Harvey calmed down a bit, his rage now just anger, "And yes i do have a way, it's called bandages, there in the first aid kit over there." said Harvey flickering his eyes over to the corner wall.

((OOC: Yes, i do have an IC way for having this knowledege, and i don't care if virus's don't work like that , it's something that i thought of for explaining the differences in zombies to start off with, yay!))

[MSpencer]

(OOC: Actually, a smaller concentration of a virus would probably cause the same neurological defects without leeching too much off of the host's cells. The slow moving automatons would certainly be either in the final stages of complete neural degradation, or would be acting on a "stumbling impulse", basic human motor automation...)

"Holy crap!" Thomas said, finally, completely white as the reality of the situation dawned on him.
"Wha.. wha... whab... whaaaa..." He tried to speak but words just came out incoherently.
"Uhm... uhm... tie off his arm... with something, anything fast!" he said, quickly moving into action. "We might be able to cauterize the wound or flash freeze it if we have to. Do you have any... propane, butane, nitrogen? Anything flammable or extremely cold, and I need it quickly."

(OOC: I'm a babbling moron. I've been quite busy for a few days, I've only been able to make CCW posts at about 4 in the morning while doing homework. Sorry, just haven't had time recently, should clear up soon I think)

Edited by MSpencer, 14 September 2006 - 11:27 PM.

[Ash]

"That's what I thought. Bandages won't stem the bleeding from a gaping artery...it just keeps the floor clean."

Nevertheless, she took a whole wad of sterile gauze and rolled it up into a cylinder.

"I won't lie to you, this is going to hurt like hell, Niall."

She began to pack it into the severed artery. If she could block this up to the branching point in the shoulder she could stop a blood traffic-jam that would swell like a water balloon and cause further problems.

"If there's a hemostat in that pack, it'll be helpful."

[Pastinator]

"Yeha, quick, we managed to salvage some camping gas, and a blowtorch from the school in the next block, would that work?" said Harvey, almost too quick to be coherent. Rushing off downstairs he grabbed the supplies. he didn't like being ordered about, but this was obviously out of his league. "Here you go," he quickly, almost dropping the supplies in his haste to give them to Thomas, "We managed to ghetto rig the camping gas to the bunsen, might be a bit unpredictible, some air might have got in or something..."

((OOC: How did i know it would be MSpencer who would manage to find out i was wrong :( ))

Edited by Pastinator, 15 September 2006 - 05:22 PM.

[Ash]

"Yeah, that'll work. Cauterising is better than just clogging it up. Bring that over here..."

[Pastinator]

"You sure? Don't you think thomas would be better at doing this kind've stuff? He is a doctor after all!"Said harvey, almost shouting.

[Ash]

Regina got up. Harvey had a point; Thomas was sure to be better at this than she was. However, Thomas was a bit out of it right now...it was almost as if he'd never seen an injury before. That didn't make sense, if he was a doctor.

She dismissed that glimmer of suspicion for the moment. She would bring it up later, but right now the most pressing matter was a screaming man who'd just had his arm lopped off, and was now sitting in a pool of his own blood, staving off death by a narrow margin and a stumpfull of sterile packing gauze.
"He seems a little shaky at the moment, and special forces are given basic medical training," she turned to Thomas. "You think you can manage, or should I do it?"

[MSpencer]

"I'm going to need a plate of metal," he said, ignoring her question, "unless you want to light him physically on fire."

[Pastinator]

"H'mm" said Harvey, then a realisation dawned on him. Rushing downstairs je grabbed something and brought it up to Thomas. "It's one of the old model pistol's that broke, it had some problem with it's firing mechanism."Grinning Harvey smiled, "Don't worry, it's not loaded!"

[Bernie]

Bernado took a moment to rest. Bern had been running for what seemed like forever, and it's not easy to dodge those..."Things" when you're rather obese. Added with the fact that Bern was carrying one of his chinese workmates, it was not one of his good days.

"Oh god...why did this happen...I mean..." Bern started running once more, coming up for the Police Station. The zombies continued to dive at him, until one managed to grab his workmate. Bernado thought for a second. Why was he carrying this chinese woman. For all he knew, she was dead. Deciding to let the zombie have her, Bern kept running towards the Police Station.

"Help me..somebody..PLEASE!"

[Paladin58]

"Everyone, get the hell out of the way! Flamethrower coming through!" yelled Titus while running from the direction of the garage, with a blowtorch and a piece of police car, held with tongs.
"You're lucky I heard someone say 'cauterize'," said Titus, with a serious look on his face.
"Now, this is gonna hurt like hell, so think happy thoughts..."

(OOC: And Titus pops out of nowhere, with the save! Sorry. Megatokyo binging. )

[Ash]

Rather you than me, Regina thought to herself. She knew it'd work, and she knew damn well it'd hurt like a bitch.

Rather callously, she checked the ammo counts on her MP5Ks, and hoped they'd come across a stash of 9mm ammo soon so she could refill her empty mags.

[Pastinator]

"Quick, sort out Niall!" shouted Harvey, "See if you can get Thomas to help you, i'm going to see who the fuck is banging on that door!"

Opening the door he saw a fat white man standing in front of it, wearing a resturant apron. Behind him he saw three of those thing's, other's gathering from further.
"Quick, inside!"
As he shouted it he went to close the door, but one of the fast infected lept toward's him, pinning him to the ground and leaving the door wide open...

[Fire Ze Missiles!]

"What the fuck?!" Gary cried, more for his own benefit than anyone elses, Harvey was on the floor, wrestling with a creature, the newcomer had been knocked over by it, everyone else was looking at Niall who liked like he had mercifully passed out. Gary knew he had to do something.
He levelled his gun at the thing on top of Harvey, but he couldnt shoot for fear of hitting him. He had a feeling this was one of those Regina-moments when she would step in and do something* to save the day, so he left her to it. Instead he satisfied himself with shooting another one trying to get in with its friend.

*(OOC: But he decided not to gm her into doing so. )