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[Paladin58]

"Nice job Bern, just keep shooting. The longer we keep their attention fixed off of the garage, the better. Thomas, do you know how to use a Beretta?" asked Titus as he reached over and opened the glovebox, revealing a small semiautomatic pistol that Titus had stashed beforehand. "I know you don't want to commit genocide here, but at this point, it's called survival..."

[MSpencer]

"Uh... right," he said looking directly forward with eyes wide open.
"I can... uh... try I suppose... uh... I don't know," he said, receiving the gun and exiting the vehicle. He pointed the gun with both hands unsteadily at the nearest abomination, and fired, the projectile missing wide. He fired again, and a third time, one missing low and the other catching the creature in the chest. A fourth and fifth shot hit the upper torso and the neck, snapping the spinal column with a spurt of blackening coagulated blood as the body fell limp, the brain likely still grinding away at its impulses.
Turning to another one, he sighed, and continued firing.

[Pastinator]

"Gary, come over here quick!" Harvey could handle two or even perhaps three of those thing s with consumate ease, but the twelve shamblers were way beyond him, without help they woudl surround him.The five runners were running fast toward's him so Harvey stood his ground and then at the last moment jumped forward and blasted one in the face with his shotgun, leaving it shredded away.One of the remaining four seemed to have a glimmer of intelligence in him, probally a newly turned, and stopped backword. It contimnued going after less than a second but it was enough for the others to collide with it and fall over. Harvey quickly brought out his pistol and shot the staller in the face, he then bent over and got to work on the ramining three.
"Quickly Gary!Try ang get the shamblers before more pour in!"

[Paladin58]

"Okay, that's enough, Thomas, you can get back in the car and hold the wheel. Bern, keep pulling that trigger. I'm gonna try something..." said Titus, getting ready to put his upper torso out of the car while driving. I wonder if it's really like in the movies, Titus thought, as he got up the courage to do the daredevil-ish stunt.

[Pastinator]

Harvey finished his 'work' on the lurchers and turned to look at the shambler's, nine left, Bern had killed three that had wandered to close with his shotgun, and Thomas had killed one with his pistol and wounded another. Nine. Harvey and Gary might manage nine if they were lucky. If they were somehow knocked over though?

[Bernie]

Bern re-loaded his Benelli. It took a few moments to do it, as Bern's fingers weren't as nimble as they used to be. "Feelin' lucky punk, huh, do ya?" Bern remarked as he blasted another zombie. Their body seemed to fall apart a little, but after so many bullets, he had only taken down three. It was a tiring job, but it had to be done to keep comrades alive. Bern re-loaded the Benelli once again before saying to himself, "It's a job that gets old fast, but somebody has to do it...".

[Pastinator]

"Nice work Bern!" Shouted Harvey, "Now let's get this party started!" harvey grabbed the toolbox Titus had left on the floor earlier. He locked it closed and hefted it at the shamblers. Being in a tight pack lot's of them fell over, leaving three standing. Running forward he dispacthed those ones.

Edited by Pastinator, 04 October 2006 - 08:22 PM.

[Bernie]

Bern laughed as he watched Harvey. "Nice throw there ma-...", Bern's sentence came to an abrupt stop as he shot one of the creatures that tried to surprise him. "Bloody hell...these things will try anything to devour us!". Bern waited for the creature to once again come towards him before giving it's head a good whack with his Benelli.

Edited by Fire Ze Missiles!, 06 October 2006 - 04:30 PM.

[Paladin58]

Titus, finally noticing that Bernie had dislodged from the car, stopped and got out himself. About twelve blocks down, in a shuffling mass, he saw the horizon start to get suddenly closer.
"C'mon, Bern, I think this is the time that we finish off the creatures and get back in the fucking car!" said Titus, all the while blasting away with a Benelli of his own at the hordes of walking dead that were assailing Bernie, Harvey and Gary.
(OOC: I'm so confused, I'm not even sure you're still in the car. If so, then I'll change this post up to something more suitable lickety split. )

[Fire Ze Missiles!]

All of a sudden things were going well. The creatures seemed to be focusing on the car, which Gary considered to be a good thing. For him at least. Content that things would be fine, he began to rebuild the barricade again, only to have one fo them jump out at him from behind a pile of rubbish. It suprised him so much that he pulled the triggers on both his guns at once. Having dispatched of that one, Gary attempted once more to build up the barricade. But they just kept coming at him. Deciding it was a waste of his time, he went back to the relative safety of his small pile of crap.

((OOC: btw Bernie try not to use the word zombie, were trying to keep away from that))

Edited by Fire Ze Missiles!, 09 October 2006 - 05:01 PM.

[Pastinator]

Harvey looked at the car. The infected were surging in, and that seemed to occupy most of them. unfortuanatly some tried to be making their way back upstair's into the station. Four of the shambler's only, but that was enough to make Harvey worried. Grabbing the left over tool box he through it once more into the horde. "Gary get over here!"

((OOC: It seems to be that some people think the car has driven off, and others think it hasn't, for purposes of the game getting on, let's say it has, and all zombie killing required to stop the zed's surging into the garage should be put in main story))

[Bernie]

Bern sat in the back of the car, terrified. They seemed to be everywhere, from every direction in every way possible. He clutched his Benelli tightly. He got to his feet to see a creature smashed up against the window. "Sweet mother of hell." Bern remarked as he backed of from the window slowly. "Titus, how far away is the hospital?"

[Paladin58]

"We have about six blocks until we reach the drive-up Emergency clinic area for ambulances. Then, up a few flights of stairs, through some corridors likely infested with zombies, and I bet we'll be on the floor that has the supplies Thomas needs. Hey, Thomas, you okay there? You haven't said much," asked Titus in a prodding matter while speeding through the street.

[Bernie]

Bern put the window down and blasted one of the nearby creatures away with his Benelli. That's the best I can do...there's no way I can spare enough ammo to kill all of them, Bern thought as he tried to firmly place his riot shield up against one of the creatures that had managed to lunge at the now open window.

"No chance of speedin' up a little bit then?" Bern remarked in a rather cheeky tone.

Edited by Bernie, 15 October 2006 - 03:18 PM.

[Paladin58]

"Ah, but all you had to do was ask," said Titus, in an equally cheeky tone, and hit the pedal to the metal. The Oldsmobile lurched to a steady 55 miles per hour.

[Bernie]

Bern was un-prepared for a speed boost that big, and went flying back into his seat. Because of this, he lost grip of his riot shield and it fell down onto the seat, leaving the open window un-blocked. One of the creatures flung itself at the window and tried to get inside the car.

"Holy mother of Hell, get away from me, you damned freak 'o nature!"

Bern booted the zombie in the face as he tried to close the window again...

"What are the odds I can snap this thing's head off if I close the window quickly enough Titus?", Bern chuckled after asking this question.

[Paladin58]

"I'd say, your chances are about 50-50, as I'm about to do just that. Shall you, or shall I?" asked Titus, with his hand over the button for the window.

"Oh, and Bern, remember, these were people at one time. Don't laugh when you kill. It slightly makes you out to be a homicidal maniac," says Titus, while grabbing the Beretta from the glovebox again, rolling down his window, and firing three shots into a walking bag of flesh.

[Bernie]

"Bah, fine." Bern replied in a rather dull tone.

Instead of snapping it's head off, he decided to simply boot it as hard as he could out of the car.

"Come on, just get outta my face you freak!"

Realising that the creature just wasn't going to stop, Bern reached for his Benelli and began to smack it across the face.

[Paladin58]

"Sorry. I may not be the best example, but I don't like killing things. These are an exception, as they're already dead," said Titus, as he noticed Bernie struggling to keep the zombie out, so he reached over the passenger seat, put the Beretta to the thing's head, and pulled the trigger. He then resumed driving.

[Pastinator]

((OOC: this has gone on long enough!))

Titus continued driving and the hospital drew into sight. Outside the hospital was sorrounded by about 15 infected, all shamblers, with two lurchers jumping at what appeared to be barricaded windows.