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[Cheshire Fox]

Darkman turned to the man who had just spoken.

"If you want to get rid of those bodies, better do it quick, and better do it quite." He flashed a humourless smile. "They won't be happy to see you inside without be cleared. Very, very, not happy, if you get my drift. By the way, what's the name?"

[Paladin58]

(OOC: Don't worry, earini, I'm trying to accelerate things here. One man can only do so little... )

"Well, if you didn't catch it, my name's Titus. Titus Atley. Resident mechanic and all-around badass. You mind if I ask yours, friend?" asked Titus, while beginning to climb up the rope ladder, ready to dispose of corpses like a garbageman.

[Cheshire Fox]

A grin flashed from the corner of his mouth.

"Johnny Darkman" he said, pronouncing it as if it was one word, and helped Titus up.

[Pastinator]

A creature shambled inside the hopsital. A month ago it had been alive, and seeing what was going on, had locked itself in the main medical store room. Now it was simply standing inside, nose sniffing for meat, the massed medicines in the rrom with it no help against this strange disease.

((OOC: I'm saying all other supplies have been thrown away, from fears of contamination from the millitary guy. Most of the hospital is infeseted, but one wing has been barricaded off and thats where you are in now. The medical room is right at the back of on ewing, and in that wing is lots of zeds, all locked in, still sitting in hospital beds.

Edited by Pastinator, 31 October 2006 - 05:31 PM.

[Bernie]

Bern twitched, opening his eyes and wiping away the crust inside. He looked up at the man talking to Titus, then to Thomas and then to-...

"Agh, what the hell happened here?!"

Bern was now fully awakened, staring at the corpse of the military man, almost drowned in blood. He got to his feet and backed off slowly.

[Cheshire Fox]

Darkman turned and porduced another grin from the corner of his mouth.

"Hey there." He avoided looking down. "Yeah, about that..." HE took a deep breath and showed the trench spike with a shrug and a sad smile.

[Bernie]

"...Ugh..."

Bern started to feel slightly sick. Then he looked back to the corpse and was overwhelmed by the sight, He fell to his knees and started to puke.

[Cheshire Fox]

Darkman hastily turned away.

"No, but really Titus. We stay here, we're fucked. Once you friend stops puking, I'd suggest you leave. I don't know what you came to the hospital for, but I doubt you're getting it. Military took over the facility. Between the flesh eaters and the bandits, most of hte soldiers died. We're cut off from what I can tell. I've overheard quite a few radio conversations, and the army's not too keen on sending anyone in here. Certainly not soldiers. They said maybe the sepc ops or something, but nothing really serious. What worries me is what we're gonna do next. From the way the military's been acting so far, I don't think anyone's getting out of the city. I'm not sure of anything, but they weren't prepared for this kinda thing, and they panicked. From the individual soldiers straight on up." Any hint of a smile was gone from his face. "So what's our plan?"

[Paladin58]

"Well, Johnny, first, we're getting what we came for. If need be, I'll blast every military suit that separates me from that goal. Then, we'll get out of here. What we're here for is supplies, and medicine. If you need it, my Remington should be in the car. We're not leaving until we get all this," said Titus, as he showed Johnny a little grocery list of items you wouldn't normally find at a grocery store.
"If you know where we can find these, then this will take a lot less time. If not, then you're still gonna help us look. We're also gonna take any functional gear off any military that we kill, got it?"
As Titus finished his speech, he climbed back down the ladder, and headed towards the car. He grabbed the Benelli. When one of the shamblers stuck behind the car made a groaning sound, he got out, pumped the shotgun, and obliterated the shambler's head, leaving a little pink mist where the head originally was. Then, he climbed back up the ladder, the Benelli strapped on his back, and headed towards a pair of double doors.
"Let's go."

[Cheshire Fox]

"Well, this may very well be a suicide mission, but hell, I've been waiting for a chance to take a shot at those army fuckers for a while."

He pulled the M1 off his back.


He checked his clip and kicked in the door. Pausing, he turned to the Doctor and Lydia. "You say anything to the army, you and every soldier's gonna learn what an M1 does to a skull. And trust me", he said in a perfectly calm voice, leaning closer, "if the trench spike freaked you, you don't want to see that." He gave a tight smile and turned back to the door.

"Let's do this."

Edited by Darkskul, 02 November 2006 - 12:50 AM.

[Paladin58]

"Bern, if you really can't hold your lunch when you see a corpse, then perhaps you shouldn't follow. If so, then I would like you to take the car back to the police station and get us some reinforcements. If these military bastards want to hold the entire damn hospital under quarantine, then we'll tear them apart. If not, then perhaps we can work together and clear this place out. Johnny, have you explored this place at all, if so, then we need a shortcut to medical storage."
Titus started grabbing the gear off of the military grunt, first his tactical satchel, so he could hold items of interest.
(OOC: How's that, Pasty? We're going to make a plowing job in the hospital, that is if your military NPC's don't cooperate. )

Edited by Nology5890, 02 November 2006 - 01:01 AM.

[Cheshire Fox]

OOC: These army NPC's are somewhat my creations too, and I say they go under the category of zombies! Unless someone feels like making a character out of them of course...but it will be kinda nice to have some firefights right?

"Sorry Titus," Darkman said as he peered out from behind a corner, staring down his sights, "But they kept us under a pretty strict lock. Didn't see much of the hospital. I do know we'd better try stealth over straight up shooting. We're facing some pretty fucking intense security hear. We're talking hardcore. M-80's set up in hallways kinda stuff. This halls clear, move up. Was there anyone else in the car with you except 'Bern'?"

OOC: I'm real sorry if it feels like I'm dictating the story too much, I'll try to stop...

Edited by Darkskul, 02 November 2006 - 01:18 AM.

[Bernie]

"I'll stay here and keep those creatures at bay..."

Bern stood still for a moment, in deep thought, before pulling his own Benelli over his shoulder and shooting one of the shamblers trying to get over the car.

"Titus, we got anyway to keep communication if either of us gets into a bit of trouble?"

Bern looked back to the shambler he had shot, still trying to get over the car. He aimed at it's head and shot once more, it's head popping open like a balloon.

[Pastinator]

((OOC: doing fine darksul, it's actually will help with my planned story, but just lets say the millitary guys took over the hospital, and thye ent stopping people getting out of town, now with the hospital, lets say a squad is in there, some barricaded in pickets, split up by zeds holding up different things, some are dying of starvation and some have been bitten, but theres still about fifteen in various sections of the hospital, as for how far away the medicnes are, i'd say fifteen doors, and if you must rp each door being opened, if i havn't posted after two doors stop posting, i'll explain whats in each.

Edited by Pastinator, 02 November 2006 - 10:03 PM.

[Cheshire Fox]

OOC: I really hope you never critsize anyone for their grammar or spelling pastinator But anyway, I'll wait for Nology to do something before I post anything. I'm leaving friday and I'm not gonna be back till sunday night, so if need be someone can godmod me.

[Pastinator]

((OOC: Ok, just out of interest, what do you mean you hope i never critisize anyone? I can't see any problems with it! I'll godmod you shooting and going through doors. Any other stuff, baccksotry, chracter developing posts etc pm me about.))

[Paladin58]

(OOC: Okay, ladies, enough chatter. Let the bloodbath begin! )
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"That's pretty smart, Bern. Okay, stay here, and keep them out of the car. Let's go, Johnny," said Titus, as he begins to charge the first door. Trap. Right before he hits the door, he stops, and looks through the crack between the doors. He sees a flash of military fatigues.
"Hey boys, you wanna have a firefight?!?" yells Titus, right before he pulls the trigger on the right door, and bashes in the left door.

Edited by Nology5890, 02 November 2006 - 11:22 PM.

[Cheshire Fox]

"Die you fascist fuckers!" Darkman shouted. Memories of trying to get out of the hospital flooded back to him.

He fired through the left door, past Titus, at a soldier with an M16. He shot 5 rounds, striking the soldier twice in the chest and shoulder. The soldier gave a weak shout and dropped his gun. Blood flowed from the holes and stained the wall behind him. Darkman thanked God half in Hebrew and half in English that the soldiers were starved. He knew he'd be dead if the soldiers had it all together. Darkman himself had only lived by stealing food from them.

"Titus, careful!" He couldn't see how many soldiers were in the room. He fired the last three rounds through the door, mainly just so he could reload.

OOC:And so it begins, everyone walks in. Could this be the day or the way the the underdog wins?
Couldn't keep that line outa my head...from a Streetlight Manifesto song.

[Paladin58]

(OOC: Remember what Pasty said, skul. He makes the reffing calls, as he's the GM. I suggest you edit those shot trajectories, or remove them. Rule no. 1: Don't piss off the GM. I learned that in WG. )
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"Thanks for the heads up! Either get down on the ground, or die! This is your only warning!" yelled Titus at the remaining soldiers, obviously in shock from seeing two of their comrades die right next to them. (OOC: give me the kill, Pasty, you know you want to... ) As such, normally this is when a soldier would give in and turn coat on his military training, paving way for survival.

[Cheshire Fox]

OOC: If you check the NPC rules, every third soldier is his. We still got one more to control and kill. Then the next one's his. The next one's yours!