Zombie Apocalypse RP

[Larenxis]

Laura went over to Al and put her hand on his shoulder. "It'll be alright, Al. You heard Maeror talking; it was as much as a release as it was a consequence. Even if Galt was a bit... enthusiastic it doesn't mean he didn't do the right thing. I don't like the uncertainty either, but there are no experts to call in, nobody to show us the way." She slid along the wall to the floor, and crouched there. "No guidance when we need it most."

 

[Singing Gremlin]

Gremlin sighed. "No, he would not need a damn good reason. Methinks it all stems from survival. A job to pay for food, a job to kill the survivors. Or, as you just saw, a mad desire for safety that consumes everything, including life." he cracked a wry grin "So, yes it is natural to fear for your survival. Your life now is the only thing you can be sure of, it makes sense to cling to it. But Johnny." He turned and looked the man in the eye. "It is a very short life in the scheme of things. Whatever you do, my friend, never allow your desire to make it as long as possible pollute the whole thing. At the moment of death, Gremlin thinks it would be better to look back on a short life worth living, than a long life of suffering and evil, yes?"

 

[Baelinicus]

OOC: Thank you very much for killing me in a stylish way. Sorry for not responding for so long, but the works just been too much.

It has been an honour to play with you all.

 

[Singing Gremlin]

OOC: we do stylish in a big way round here. Well played mate, and congratulations on making such an interesting character!

 

[PurpleRain]

A shiver went up Rain's spine as the gun fire eechoed in the distance. 'I did nothing to stop it, but I don't care. Is that a bad thing?'

 

[stompy]

Stompy heard the shot, and looked down, at the floor. "Damn, I didn't know these guys killed..." Stompy muttered to himself. He hoped that the killing would stop now. It would be nice to just survive, he thought. All that was needed to wipe out those... things.

 

[Singing Gremlin]

Gremlin nodded "That would be the short of it, yes." He chuckled. "And why the hell do people keep asking Gremlin if they're normal?!" he laughed. "We can hope it was the killer. I did not like Maeror."

 

[Saskwach]

"People ask you in the same way they check their face with a mirror, Gremlin."

 

[Larenxis]

"Well," Laura said awkwardly, "what now?"

 

[blackadvent]

"I'm gonna go check the supplies," Al grunted. "If we're right and Maeror was the culprit, then we'll need to start packing up for the Reddeker Line. But that's a pretty big 'if'," he admitted as he walked out of the room. "Anyone's free to help out if they've got some time on their hands."

 

[PurpleRain]

"Well," Laura said awkwardly, "what now?"

"I guess we go on with living and surviving. What would you do in a post apocalyptic waste land? Survive and breed?"

He passes a sly glance at Laura.

"I was kidding! In all seriousness, there isn't alot we can do. Just try and build up the defences. Maybe I can reaserch more on the 'zomnbies.' I'm no scientist but maybe I could learn something."

 

[Saskwach]

"Need a lab assistant? These walking corpses are interesting."

 

[PurpleRain]

"Yeah sure. I don't know what we could encover, but I guess we can see."

 

[stompy]

Hearing blackadvent's request, Stompy, eager to forget about the recent events, went to balckadvent's side, and inquired into anything he could help with.

 

[Saskwach]

"Right, what condition do you want the bodies in? We have the cremated, the curb stomped and the odd miscellaneous variety."

OOC: Not sure if we burned them but I think there was some talk about it.

 

[PurpleRain]

"Jeeze, I don't know. Maybe find the best... looking one. I want to see if there's anything inside it controlling it somehow. Perhaps an insect or bacteria. I saw a head stare at me once. It didn't have a body but it still was stareing. If there's any head that wasn't crushed I could use that. I'll go get my things. Meet me in the imfirmery."

As Rain walked off he couldn't help but feel like Frankinstein. It was a degrading feeling. It should never come to this, but curiousity killed the cat.

 

[Singing Gremlin]

OOC: Well I went to post and received Post (geddit?) Traumatic Stress Disorder from your gargantuan post.