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[Pastinator]

Harvey looked at the car standing in front of him. He and his fellows had sneaked past those abominations to a few blocks away to collect Niall's car. He then looked back to his fellows and said, "I think Titus should drive, seeing as he knows were the Garage is, i should ride back seat, with my shotgun, Regina you go the front passenger seat so you can drive by with your SMG's and gary should sit in the other back seat and assist me. Any qualms?"

[Paladin58]

As Titus looked at the car like a piece of meat, a smile turned into a half-frown. Lots of outer structural damage, no headlights, the bumpers about to fall off... It made him want to cry, to see a vehicle in such bad shape...
"Ok, first of all, we're gonna barely make it, as this is an old-school Oldsmobile sedan, and it sucks gas like an SUV. With only half a tank, we will barely make it to the garage. But, on the plus side, she's built like a tank and we can save ammunition by just plowing through those things out there. Ok, let's get a move on. Where are the keys?"

Edited by Pastinator, 02 August 2006 - 09:10 PM.

[Pastinator]

"I've got them" shouted Harvey. He chucked the keys towards Titus and sat in the back left seat of the car.

[Paladin58]

OOC: First of all, where did you edit my post? I notice no changes. I believe I even said "those things" instead of "zombies". Second, let's get this show on the road!

IC:"Well, let's kick it! We have little time to lose. Hand me that knife there. I'm taping my Remington to the mirror, so I can hopefully blast things before they get in the wheelwells," Titus grunted as he ghetto-rigged his shotgun to the mirror. He then got in the car, and put the keys in the ignition. As he turned, a roar only the likes of which a lion could match came from the engine block.

[Pastinator]

OOC:I edited bumpr to bumper, sorry, i just don't like spelling mistakes!

"Here you go" said harvey passing Titus the knife," Titus was obviously the leader of this mission, but harvey didn't mind, Tituts seemed to know a hell of a lot about what he was doing and Harvey had no qualms about leaving things to the profesianals.

[Pastinator]

Gary scanned the area. It seemed clear and Harvey's idea of where everyone should sit seemed good so he sat down in the place Harvey mentioned.

OOCby FZM: or perhaps it was because there weren't any more seats in the car. Who knows????

Edited by Fire Ze Missiles!, 12 August 2006 - 08:58 PM.

[Ash]

OOC: I'll take this to be like an alternate possibility...since Regina wouldn't go along with taking a car Why not jack a riot van from the police station?

IC:

"Drive-bys aren't what the movies you've been watching crack them up to be. Nor is riding shotgun. The spread means you'll hit nothing but thin air."

She nonetheless got into the car, but lay back across where the gearstick and handbrake were and physically kicked the sunroof out with a satisfying crash before slipping up through the empty hole, standing her feet in the footwells of the back seats.

"Whoever sits in the back better not get any funny ideas."

[Paladin58]

"Don't worry, if anyone even thinks of any funny stuff, they'll get the trunk treatment. Ok, let's get out of here."
Titus hits the pedal to the metal. The car lurches to 40 mph, towards a small group of fleshbags.
"Okay, everyone. Look alive, small group of corpses at twelve o'clock. If you want to get out some rage, I suggest you do it now."

[Ash]

Regina had only one of her SMGs out. The buffetting of the car would throw her aim, so better not to make it worse by trying to use one hand. She loosed 9mm fire into the group, using double-tap firing method to try to maintain some degree of accuracy.

[Fire Ze Missiles!]

"Get out some rage, huh? Sounds like a plan!" Gary cried as he threw his head and torso out of the window and let loose a hail of whatever they make bullets out of these days. He neither knew nor cared, but he did enjoy decapitating those foul creatures, and the immensly satisfying crunch when the car rolled over the first one.

OOC: just out of interest, what's double-tap firing method? Also hello everybody, yes i had a great holiday, and no, i didn't think you cared much. Oh well.

[Ash]

Regina sighed at his lack of professionalism. With the wind taking her hair forward, it was harder to see. However with a horde this big, she didn't really have to aim too hard to hit something. She was able to blast the brains out of a couple of them, seeing a satisfying wet splatter as they erupted clean free of the cranium.

((Double-tap is just what it says. The guns are left on semi-automatic, and so fire only one shot for every pull of the trigger, and the trigger is pulled twice in very quick succession to fire two bullets. It maximises accuracy and damage, minimises recoil and 'barrel-walking (where the barrel goes upwards under force of recoil) and conserves ammo.))

[Fire Ze Missiles!]

OOC: Oh right, cool. I'll remember that...

IC: Gary laughed maniacally at the stupid creatures they were joyfully obliviating. He got a strange and somewhat disturbing kick out of this... Gary's train of thought was interrupted as the car abruptly swerved round a corner, almost flipping. Gary tumbled unceremoniously back into the car.
"Nice driving there," he commented "Hey, why have we stopped?"
He was never answered as he noticed that everyone else had already got out of the car and was hastily shutting the doors of the garage that the car had just crashed through. Gary quickly scrambled out of the vehicle and tried to look as if he was doing something useful. It didn't really work.

[Ash]

*Ahem*
Regina cleared her throat behind him.
"Wanna be helpful?" she said, her face in one of those sarcastic expressions, "find a way to block that gaping hole where the garage door used to be while we deal with getting into the rest of the building. Here,"

She handed him her other SMG. It was fully loaded.
"Safety's off, so don't have an accident. One of them comes, you just point and spray. You have thirty rounds...and you'd better make them count, Gary. I want that thing back when you're done."

She walked over to the others, who appeared to be struggling to try and force open a locked door.

She holstered her gun and drew out a lockpick device.
"This'll take a couple of minutes. You'd all better go help Gary barricade that entrance. I don't imagine those we ran down were the only infected people in the city...

[Paladin58]

"Who needs a lockpick, when you have the keys?" Titus asks, while showing the keys to Regina. He unlocked the door, then heaved the heavy door open, due to the barricades on the other side.
"Keep your gun ready. There was a dead guy in here when I ran off. He may still be back there, caught on the window. The truck is in the back part of the garage."

Edited by Fire Ze Missiles!, 14 August 2006 - 05:19 PM.

[Ash]

Regina put away her lockpick, rather irked that he hadn't said anything sooner. She felt a little embarrassed, and that was not a state of being Regina cared for. At all.

She got her gun and stalked into the room with it pointed slightly down, her back hunched over, eyes scanning in all directions before she moved aside to let the others in.

"Looks clean so far," she said, eyes still darting, "tell Gary to come on through...he doesn't need to bar that door after all; we can just lock this one.

[Fire Ze Missiles!]

When Gary was called into the room he was busily constructing a barricade of chairs, doors and car parts across the door-hole. He almost shot Titus when his head appeared round the door frame and smiled apologetically. To regain some face, he turned round and shot an inquisitive fleshbag instead.
"Nice gun, thanks." he commented benignly to Regina as he handed back to her.
"Soooo, how do we go about making this truck thingy? I assume this is part of the plan?" he said lifting up, with an effort, a very large sheet of corrugated iron.

[Fire Ze Missiles!]

As it conspired, Gary was right. Several hours, many gunshots, at least 12 even-deader-that-they-were-already things outside the window and countless swearwords later, the vehicle was finally assembled. And then it fell apart. So they built it again, and that time it worked, and, incredibly, continued to work as it grumbled over Gary's barricade, several walking corpses and a couple of speed bumps. All this was a testament to Titus' ability, which he was congratulated on several times.
Unfortunately, when a corner was rounded and the truck found itself faced with at least 100 creatures filling the road, Gary realized that even this contraption had no chance of running them all down. There were just too many. He didn't get time to reflect on this though, as an equally large horde of nightmareish things approached from the rear of the truck. This spurred him into action as the truck began again to speed forwards and he let fly a blast of fiery death into the horde in front of him. He heard the hiss of Regina's MP5, and the roar of Titus' shotgun and saw more creatures fall. But it was hardly more than a dent in their force...

OOC: Sorry for double posting, but if no-one else is going to - it's been 4 days already.

Edited by Fire Ze Missiles!, 18 August 2006 - 10:48 AM.

[Paladin58]

OOC: I would think, that at this time not much would be on the truck. I'd be working on it at the police station, while the other people are at the mall. Speaking of, someone needs to drive Niall's car back to the station.
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IC: "Okay, who wants to turn around, abandon ship and try to get to Niall's car through that large-sized wave of zombies? No one? I thought so. Well, then, looks like I'll get closer. Regina, I need you to take the reins of the truck , because I'm going to hop out once we get near the car. I'll get it moving, and you guys get back to the station."

[Pastinator]

"Yeah, sounds like a plan." said Harvey with little enthusiasm."Titus you turn the truck we have around and keep it moving, try and run over a couple of those freaks as we go, ok?The rest of you jump out as fast as you can and get inside, hopefully everbody inside will be watching whats happening and open up the doors for us. Titus, drive the car into the underground car park, dont worry, we barricaded it up so they won't get in, then start work on the truck/car(ooc: someone tell me what it is because i have lost track)which you will improve. The others will be able to get into Niall's car then and drive to the mall." Then Harvey's mind, used to command, added "Any questions?"

[Ash]

Regina hopped into the truck Titus asked. It was a decent enough plan.
"You'll have to direct me. Command was stupid enough to send a reconnaisance agent in without even so much as a map. No wonder these freaks are rampant. They already ate the brains of anyone who had any. Hop in."

She tried to insert the key, but there was something sticking the lock. As she looked, the under-dash had been tampered with. Strange.
No problem. Regina yanked away the under-dash section with ease due to its previous tampering, and hotwired the truck in no time at all. It started up with a spluttering growl before ticking over satisfactorily.

She remembered an old ops trainer who'd taught her how to hotwire. "Once hotwired," he'd told her, "they stay warm for next time." It referred to the act of putting the under-dash on totally securely, good-as-new. In other words, it was easier to hotwire an already-once-hotwired car. It rang true here.

She didn't bother to buckle her seatbelt. It would only impede her exit if the unexpected happened.