Did... did you guys just lampshade the fact that we're making things up as we go along?
Dude. That is... I'm not even sure what that is.
Good job?
Dude. That is... I'm not even sure what that is.
Good job?
Trapped! A Survival Horror RP - Chapter 6: Have We Escaped Yet?
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To tell you the truth, he did most the work. I was just their to steal his idea. Like Bill Gates. Or the guy who invented Napster (catch the reference any one?)
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OOC: thanks for carrying on guys, I can't update today 'cause I've just had some really fricking bad news, so everyone just carry on by yourselves for a bit =[ and feel free to control both my characters for a bit
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Also... wtf imp?wilfrules4ever said:
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Sure, I wouldn't abandon this RP :O I just can't write anything today
Will now beginning to panic moves back quickly drags his age on the floor, making a loud scratching sound against the concrete floor. In front of him he notices the feet begin to tense.
"Hello? Is there anyone there?" comes a girl's voice. Will guessing it was a person now in front of him than a zombie he begins to relax and reply.
"Yes there is. I'm under the fire truck" Will says as he crawls out.
"What the hell were you doing down there?" asked the girl now in front of Will.
"Hiding."
"From what?"
"From you. I thought you might be one of those zombies."
"Oh. Well you didn't see anything down there did you?"
"No. What is there something down there I should get?"
"Never mind. My names Kayla by the way." says the extending a hand.
"Name's Will. Nice to meet you Kayla." shaking her hand. "So why are you here?" asks Will now curious.
"My dad works as a fire fighter and I thought he would be here... I guess not since I searched this whole damn place twice. How about you?"
"I was going to grab a fire extinguisher and this axe" replies Will showing Kayla his new found weapon. "Then I was going to head down to the hospital since there is smoke coming from there. Hey your father may even be there since after all he's a fire fighter and where there is smoke there is a fire right?"
"Yeah maybe... Hey you wouldn't happen to have any guns on you?" asks Kayla.
"No... I only brought that bat you are currently holding, my guitar, my multitool, my harmonica, some medical supplies and my bike. Why, do you have a gun?"
"Actually yes, yes I do." says Kayla as she pulls out a pistol from her purse. "It's a 9mm Beretta."
"You carry around a gun?? Like all the time??" asks Will now concerned in why she is carrying a gun on her.
"Well yeah. My dad was a police officer before we moved to town. He's also a hunter and taught me everything about guns"
"How much ammo you got any how?"
"2 full 15 round magazines, plus the 15 in my clip and 1 in the chamber."
"You have any other guns for me?" asks a hopeful Will. "Even a small gun would be nice."
"At my house my dad owns some guns." she replies while walking past Will and out the doors to the front entrance of the building. Will followed her outside and in the sunlight noticed she had long jet black hair, blue eyes and was wearing a skirt and golf shirt.
'That looks a lot like the school uniform...' thinks Will. 'Hey I know that girl!'
"Your Kayla right?"
"Yeah..." she says turning around.
"It's me Will from your Geography class. We sat next to each other."
"Oh it's you Will! I never thought I would see anyone from school."
"Yeah neither did I... So we going to your house to grab some guns or what?" asks Will Grabbing his guitar and bike.
"Yeah. I also want to change into something... you know"
"Something that doesn't remind you of school?" Will guessed
"Yeah... Hey let's get going." suggests Kayla begging to walk down the street with Will following behind her.
"Hello? Is there anyone there?" comes a girl's voice. Will guessing it was a person now in front of him than a zombie he begins to relax and reply.
"Yes there is. I'm under the fire truck" Will says as he crawls out.
"What the hell were you doing down there?" asked the girl now in front of Will.
"Hiding."
"From what?"
"From you. I thought you might be one of those zombies."
"Oh. Well you didn't see anything down there did you?"
"No. What is there something down there I should get?"
"Never mind. My names Kayla by the way." says the extending a hand.
"Name's Will. Nice to meet you Kayla." shaking her hand. "So why are you here?" asks Will now curious.
"My dad works as a fire fighter and I thought he would be here... I guess not since I searched this whole damn place twice. How about you?"
"I was going to grab a fire extinguisher and this axe" replies Will showing Kayla his new found weapon. "Then I was going to head down to the hospital since there is smoke coming from there. Hey your father may even be there since after all he's a fire fighter and where there is smoke there is a fire right?"
"Yeah maybe... Hey you wouldn't happen to have any guns on you?" asks Kayla.
"No... I only brought that bat you are currently holding, my guitar, my multitool, my harmonica, some medical supplies and my bike. Why, do you have a gun?"
"Actually yes, yes I do." says Kayla as she pulls out a pistol from her purse. "It's a 9mm Beretta."
"You carry around a gun?? Like all the time??" asks Will now concerned in why she is carrying a gun on her.
"Well yeah. My dad was a police officer before we moved to town. He's also a hunter and taught me everything about guns"
"How much ammo you got any how?"
"2 full 15 round magazines, plus the 15 in my clip and 1 in the chamber."
"You have any other guns for me?" asks a hopeful Will. "Even a small gun would be nice."
"At my house my dad owns some guns." she replies while walking past Will and out the doors to the front entrance of the building. Will followed her outside and in the sunlight noticed she had long jet black hair, blue eyes and was wearing a skirt and golf shirt.
'That looks a lot like the school uniform...' thinks Will. 'Hey I know that girl!'
"Your Kayla right?"
"Yeah..." she says turning around.
"It's me Will from your Geography class. We sat next to each other."
"Oh it's you Will! I never thought I would see anyone from school."
"Yeah neither did I... So we going to your house to grab some guns or what?" asks Will Grabbing his guitar and bike.
"Yeah. I also want to change into something... you know"
"Something that doesn't remind you of school?" Will guessed
"Yeah... Hey let's get going." suggests Kayla begging to walk down the street with Will following behind her.
I just noticed how much of a b*tch it must be to read all that. Does it look any better now or should I put it back to normal?
Ephraim moved quickly towards the parking lot. His car was still out there, and provided it hadn't been stolen or destroyed he could drive it to safety. He managed to make it out of the University building unharmed, and without encountering an Zombies.
He looked out the doors of the back entrance. Seeing no zombies, he managed to get to the parking lot, but he couldn't remember where he had parked his car. Pulling the keys out of his pocket, he looked at them, holding his finger over the alarm button.
If I push it, I'll know where I parked... and so will anyone... or anything else. This could either help... or hurt me. Here goes nothing...
Ephraim pressed the red alarm button on his keys, hoping to hear the siren of his car... and nothing else.
He looked out the doors of the back entrance. Seeing no zombies, he managed to get to the parking lot, but he couldn't remember where he had parked his car. Pulling the keys out of his pocket, he looked at them, holding his finger over the alarm button.
If I push it, I'll know where I parked... and so will anyone... or anything else. This could either help... or hurt me. Here goes nothing...
Ephraim pressed the red alarm button on his keys, hoping to hear the siren of his car... and nothing else.
Not meaning to sounds whiney or anything, but... I PMed Shadedblade, and he still hasn't responded to my post in two days. And controlling someone else's character is one of RPings worst sins..! x[ If he doesn't post by tomorrow, should I assume him dead and move on? Since you guys are getting way ahead.
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He has 5 days to post before he is left behind :/ but since everyone else is moving foward, he has until i update tomorrow, okies? cause i cant update today >_<
*UPDATE*
Wilf:
JoshasorousRex:
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MasterSqueak / Jedoro / RareDevil / MasterStratus:
Monkfish / Aqualung / Shadedblade:
Current Time: 4:10pm
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Wilf:
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You enter the house. You notice a really bad smell, like something died in here recently, but you don't hear anything. You walk into the living room and see a load of empty bird cages.
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Options:
1. Search the house
2. Go somewhere else
3. Other
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You go back to Kayla's house, as you walk you notice the streets all look destroyed, like a bomb hit it. There are car wreckages everywhere.
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As Kayla gets changed, you hear some far away barking.
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Options:
1. Check out the noise
2. Leave the house through the back door
3. Other
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You set off your car alarm, and see it flashing to your left. But almost like a chain reaction, you hear groans echoing from somewhere. As you run to your car, they get louder, and you see several zombies shuffling out of the doors where you came from.
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Options: Up to you.
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You head towards the police station. Outside it you see several black police vans. One has cages in, but they are empty, like whatever was inside chewed its way out. The van has the words "K-9 Unit" writting across the side.
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As you enter the police station, you find the lobby deserted, but the reception desk has blood all over it. There are blood stains leading to an office to the left, it looks like someone was dragged away.
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Options:
1. Go into the office
2. Look for weapons
3. Other
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Carry on?Current Time: 4:10pm
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[small]Well what do you know... I can update ._. [/small]
"Where do they keep all the weapons?" Yvonne asked Tyler, moving quietly towards the office to see if she could hear anything.
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Leanne stayed by the front door, holding onto the handle in case they needed to make a quick exit. "Although I don't think I'm strong enough to hold the door if something wants to come in..." She mumbled to herself.Eric felt color drain from his face as he noticed something.
"K-9 Unit? No, please no, NO DAMN ZOMBIE DOGS! JUST THIS ONCE?!"
"K-9 Unit? No, please no, NO DAMN ZOMBIE DOGS! JUST THIS ONCE?!"
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OOC: hehe, mai bad, good luck to us? anywho, im going to bed, back laterEphraim saw the zombies, and began running towards his car. He clicked the unlock button and slammed the door and locked it once he was inside. Plugging his Zune into the mp3 adapter, he played some good Zombie killing music... from a playlist that was actually called 'Zombie Killing Music', which he used while playing Left 4 Dead.
He stuck the keys in the ignition of his dark blue Scion xB, the green lights on the underside of the car lit up against the asphalt, despite it being the middle of the afternoon. He revved the engine and drove up to the zombies in front of the door.
"So long you undead fuckers!" He yelled as he drove out of the parking lot. He looked into the distance and saw smoke coming from the direction of the hospital. "Smoke means fire... If I use what I know, then I should head towards the smoke. Odds are, other people will too."
Ephraim drove towards the hospital, unaware of what obstacles he might face on the way.
"I'm sure glad I gassed up yesterday..." He muttered to himself, and then blasted the music louder on the stereo.
He stuck the keys in the ignition of his dark blue Scion xB, the green lights on the underside of the car lit up against the asphalt, despite it being the middle of the afternoon. He revved the engine and drove up to the zombies in front of the door.
"So long you undead fuckers!" He yelled as he drove out of the parking lot. He looked into the distance and saw smoke coming from the direction of the hospital. "Smoke means fire... If I use what I know, then I should head towards the smoke. Odds are, other people will too."
Ephraim drove towards the hospital, unaware of what obstacles he might face on the way.
"I'm sure glad I gassed up yesterday..." He muttered to himself, and then blasted the music louder on the stereo.