I thought it was obvious. I'm in the main campus building, and talking to Jedoro.sky14kemea said:
Trapped! A Survival Horror RP - Chapter 6: Have We Escaped Yet?
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yeah, but I don't know if you guys go to the same college or not do I?MasterSqueak said:
But ok, wait for Jed's response then
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to post below: thank you ^-^
I edited my post for clarification.sky14kemea said:yeah, but I don't know if you guys go to the same college or not do I?MasterSqueak said:
But ok, wait for Jed's response then
Randolf heard the fists and arms of the zombies beating on his makeshift barricade downstairs. He sat up, tucked the envelope into his pocket again. He hastily searched the upstairs for what he was looking for, there!
A trapdoor in the ceiling! He quickly pulled down it's ladder, just as he was doing so, he heard a crash from below and footsteps on the stairs. He clambered up and hoisted the ladder back up just as the once-people appeared in his line of sight. He slammed the door.
It was pitch black. He felt his way to the sloping, claustrophobic walls and pulled out his knife. Cutting throught the waterproof lining he pushed off the roof tiles, and struggled out onto the roof.
Now what?
"HELP!"
It was all he could do.
A trapdoor in the ceiling! He quickly pulled down it's ladder, just as he was doing so, he heard a crash from below and footsteps on the stairs. He clambered up and hoisted the ladder back up just as the once-people appeared in his line of sight. He slammed the door.
It was pitch black. He felt his way to the sloping, claustrophobic walls and pulled out his knife. Cutting throught the waterproof lining he pushed off the roof tiles, and struggled out onto the roof.
Now what?
"HELP!"
It was all he could do.
Before getting to far on foot, an ambling zombie walked in Dean's path. Its blood splattered clothes and face gave the ripped and torn skin a demonic appearance. This was truly a creature to fear, but Dean didn't have time to fear. Every second took him farther and farther away from his sister, for all he knew she could be gone already. Running at a dead sprint Dean charged the Zombie, who had a facial expression like a rather confused stoner. Planting his left foot and shifting his weight, using all his weight and momentum Dean threw a super man punch that landed cleanly on the zombies nose, toppling the undead beast and and sending a spray of coagulated blood all over her blond hair and fashionable dress.
never thought i'd have to Falcon punch a woman. . . Dean thought as he continued on his dead sprint towards town center. He didn't even bother to check if the zombie was dead. . . again. He just let his boots fall one infront of the other, over and over in the fastest sprint he could manage. He felt his pack weighing him down, but he knew it held survival gear that he might need. Just then a zombie looked up from its recent kill and snarled at the ever advancing young Cadet. Dean continued to sprint towards the zombie, and swung his right foot towards its disfigured head. Dean never was a good kicker, not in sports, he had strong round houses in Muay Thai, but this wasn't a Muay Thai kick. This was a punt. His steel toe boot connected firmly with the zombies temple and made a sicking THWACK as the bone cracked and the zombies head snapped sharply to the side. After a quick tumble and fall, Dean shoulder rolled and started back to his feet determined to get to his sister in time. Only problem was, Dean didn't have the best cardio, and Adrenaline wasn't enough to keep pushing him past the pain in his burning lungs. His pace slowly turned to a trot (basically double time jog) and his breathing grew heavier.
He looked over instinctively when he heard some one cry help. His first thought was to just abandon the man, but he couldn't do that. Not if keeping this man alive allowed Dean to survive just a little bit more. He looked to the door where about 10 zombies where flooding in, and waited for them to be mostly inside before he pulled out his Tomahawk and Trench knife and killed the first two zombies outside the door before the other 8 new what was going on.
never thought i'd have to Falcon punch a woman. . . Dean thought as he continued on his dead sprint towards town center. He didn't even bother to check if the zombie was dead. . . again. He just let his boots fall one infront of the other, over and over in the fastest sprint he could manage. He felt his pack weighing him down, but he knew it held survival gear that he might need. Just then a zombie looked up from its recent kill and snarled at the ever advancing young Cadet. Dean continued to sprint towards the zombie, and swung his right foot towards its disfigured head. Dean never was a good kicker, not in sports, he had strong round houses in Muay Thai, but this wasn't a Muay Thai kick. This was a punt. His steel toe boot connected firmly with the zombies temple and made a sicking THWACK as the bone cracked and the zombies head snapped sharply to the side. After a quick tumble and fall, Dean shoulder rolled and started back to his feet determined to get to his sister in time. Only problem was, Dean didn't have the best cardio, and Adrenaline wasn't enough to keep pushing him past the pain in his burning lungs. His pace slowly turned to a trot (basically double time jog) and his breathing grew heavier.
He looked over instinctively when he heard some one cry help. His first thought was to just abandon the man, but he couldn't do that. Not if keeping this man alive allowed Dean to survive just a little bit more. He looked to the door where about 10 zombies where flooding in, and waited for them to be mostly inside before he pulled out his Tomahawk and Trench knife and killed the first two zombies outside the door before the other 8 new what was going on.
Tyler sized up the third calm person on campus, and looked over at his friend. Raising his eyebrows, she shrugged and smiled, so he turned back to the guy.
"Yeah, no problem. Name's Tyler." Releasing her hand, he shook Eric's with his left.
"And I'm Kelsey. Nice to meet ya," she commented.
"What, you give him your name, but not me?"
"It's not like you needed it after we'd already made out."
"Eh, good point. Long story, man, I'll tell you later. Who's up for a bike ride?"
"Yeah, no problem. Name's Tyler." Releasing her hand, he shook Eric's with his left.
"And I'm Kelsey. Nice to meet ya," she commented.
"What, you give him your name, but not me?"
"It's not like you needed it after we'd already made out."
"Eh, good point. Long story, man, I'll tell you later. Who's up for a bike ride?"
Eric nodded, noticing the panicking people had mostly gone outside.
"Better than walking."
He paused, and decided to trust them.
"I think I have a plan to get out of the city, I'll tell you when we get to the bike."
"Better than walking."
He paused, and decided to trust them.
"I think I have a plan to get out of the city, I'll tell you when we get to the bike."
"I've got one, too, so we'll talk about 'em once we have some wheels." Pushing through the crowds on the lookout for zombies, Tyler thought he found one so he threw it to the ground. About to stab with the crowbar, he sighed as he realized it was just a darker-skinned student.
"Way to go, you almost killed a kid," Kelsey joked as Tyler pulled the guy to his feet. "I sure hope you don't try to kill me."
"Tell you what, sweetheart: if you get bitten, I'll kill you myself." He walked backwards to finish his sentence. "If you're lucky, it'll be painless, too." Smiling, he turned back around.
"Way to go, you almost killed a kid," Kelsey joked as Tyler pulled the guy to his feet. "I sure hope you don't try to kill me."
"Tell you what, sweetheart: if you get bitten, I'll kill you myself." He walked backwards to finish his sentence. "If you're lucky, it'll be painless, too." Smiling, he turned back around.
Runs into the thread just in time konata style
Name: Skyler Nikki ( thank you name generators )
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Appearance: 6'1", thick brown shoulder length hair, rather pale, normal weight, greeny eyes, rather strong but dosent look it
Occupation: Temping at the town hall
Short Bio: A rather uninteresting background, her father an office worker and her mother a journalist, Skyler was home-schooled for much of her earlier school life but apart from that a normal girl
Weapon: A golf club ( sky told me to =P )
Starting Point: In the middle of town, on her lunch break
Name: Skyler Nikki ( thank you name generators )
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Appearance: 6'1", thick brown shoulder length hair, rather pale, normal weight, greeny eyes, rather strong but dosent look it
Occupation: Temping at the town hall
Short Bio: A rather uninteresting background, her father an office worker and her mother a journalist, Skyler was home-schooled for much of her earlier school life but apart from that a normal girl
Weapon: A golf club ( sky told me to =P )
Starting Point: In the middle of town, on her lunch break
you're trapped in that house, and RareDevil is coming to save you =DCargando said:
thanks for the vid XD okies, now all you need is an opener, and you're on your way! =]Ciarang said:
edit: also there might be a 9th guy joining =D
The sound of screeching tires and the smell of burning rubber forced Rob to turn and look over his should. A massive truck rolled heavily his way, the driver slumped behind the wheel. Without a second thought, he dove to the side, landing heavily on his shoulder as the truck crashed, pinning a few unlucky people beneath its massive face. Rob stood, grimacing at the new soreness of his shoulder, and turned to look around himself.
He was trapped in a narrow alley, the truck barring his way back to the street and starting to flicker with fire underneath its belly. Picking up the shovel he had dropped, he noticed the other man, the one who had been shouting, had landed in the same predicament.
"Are you alright, mate?" Robert asked. Before the other could respond, an echoing dismal sound of groaning came from the far end of the alley. The only other opening.
"Oh... Shit."
Rob glanced to his right, where a dumpster sat innocently beneath a hanging fire escape ladder on an apartment buildings' side.
He was trapped in a narrow alley, the truck barring his way back to the street and starting to flicker with fire underneath its belly. Picking up the shovel he had dropped, he noticed the other man, the one who had been shouting, had landed in the same predicament.
"Are you alright, mate?" Robert asked. Before the other could respond, an echoing dismal sound of groaning came from the far end of the alley. The only other opening.
"Oh... Shit."
Rob glanced to his right, where a dumpster sat innocently beneath a hanging fire escape ladder on an apartment buildings' side.
Waiting for Shadedblade then
*Mini Update*
Aqualung / Shadedblade
There are 5 zombies in the alley. The dumpster is seemingly empty, but there is a shiny object inside. (If you decide to take it I will PM whoever picked it up first.) The fire escape is undamaged, and leads past 3 open windows one on the 4th floor, one on the 5th floor, and one on the 10th. It also goes right to the roof. (please also state which window you go in if you don't go to the roof)
edit: IMPORTANT(ish)
Aqualung / Shadedblade
There are 5 zombies in the alley. The dumpster is seemingly empty, but there is a shiny object inside. (If you decide to take it I will PM whoever picked it up first.) The fire escape is undamaged, and leads past 3 open windows one on the 4th floor, one on the 5th floor, and one on the 10th. It also goes right to the roof. (please also state which window you go in if you don't go to the roof)
edit: IMPORTANT(ish)
Code:
If I PM you some info, it is your choice whether you choose to share it with everyone.
If you are in a group and wish to share it with the group, but not everyone else in the thread, you can PM the other people you're with.
If you are PMed information by another player, please do not post about it without their permission. However you can talk in codes if you wish.aww, poor Wilf's dad D=
yeah thats great ^-^ just one more intro to go, and everyone else, please proceed as normal! =]
yeah thats great ^-^ just one more intro to go, and everyone else, please proceed as normal! =]
Once at the bike rack, Tyler began swinging at the locks on them, trying to break a few open.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Kelsey asked, staring at him.
"Well it's not like any of these are mine, but we gotta go," he replied. Kelsey walked to some other bikes and pulled them away from the bar. "Oh. Well I wasn't paying that much attention."
"Clearly. So what are the plans?" she questioned as she got on her chosen bike.
"Well mine involves a fire truck, I'll tell you that much."
"Hey, what are you doing?" Kelsey asked, staring at him.
"Well it's not like any of these are mine, but we gotta go," he replied. Kelsey walked to some other bikes and pulled them away from the bar. "Oh. Well I wasn't paying that much attention."
"Clearly. So what are the plans?" she questioned as she got on her chosen bike.
"Well mine involves a fire truck, I'll tell you that much."
James found himself trapped in an alley with one other survivor after the truck crashed.
James allies himself with this strange man, backing up away from the zombies and waving his scalpel in the air, trying to scare them away. While he is doing this, he catches a glimpse of a luminous object inside the dumpster.
"I'm alright, but hey, there's something in that dumpster..." he mumbled, still eyeing the approaching infected.
"Do you have a good way to kill these things?"
James allies himself with this strange man, backing up away from the zombies and waving his scalpel in the air, trying to scare them away. While he is doing this, he catches a glimpse of a luminous object inside the dumpster.
"I'm alright, but hey, there's something in that dumpster..." he mumbled, still eyeing the approaching infected.
"Do you have a good way to kill these things?"