Zombie Apocalypse RP

[John Galt]

"Riot gear eh?" says Galt as he stuffs non-perishables into a large cart. "Grab it all, if our bus plan wont work, then we'll just have to muscle through whatever's still out there." Galt set down his radio. He weighed a few cans of spam in his hand, wondering when he'd be able to get his hands on some real meat. "Oh well, I think there's been enough predation to last us a while, the canned goop will do."

 

[The Sorrow]

"Eh, better than the rations they gave us back in Iraq...anyway, I'll try to coordinate things with some of the others. Can't carry much, though."

 

[[HD]Rob Inglis]

Holy crap! This is probably the most posted thread ever. Lotta people out there who love zombies. Awesome.

 

[Easykill]

Killion walks in, pushing an overloaded pair of tied together shopping carts.

"I got the stuff here, Galt"

 

[John Galt]

Galt pushed the cart into the entrance hall. Most of the group was milling about trying to get everything ready for travel.

"Maeror, get everyone into the garage and try to load up whatever trucks you can get working. I'll be a few minutes trying to find a path out of town from the roof. The majority of the horde should have migrated towards the Line by now. If we set out tomorrow, we should have enough daylight to get to the next safehouse."

 

[The Sorrow]

"Got it."
Maeror turns and shouts at the group:
"Get to the garage, stay armed, and carry as much as you can without breaking your back. If anyone has some skill in hardwiring, be ready to help me get some trucks running."

 

[Kuneru]

Bradley picked up one of the riot shields, "Can I use this, I'd feel much safer and I can push zombies harder than they can push me," he turned the shield over in his hands inspecting it, "tie some more of those carts toghether and find some rope or something to pull em with, with your help Gremlin we should be able to haul everything we'd need..."

"I'm gonna need a weapon aswell as this shield, any ideas Maeror?"

 

[The Sorrow]

"Grab a pistol, that'll be good for close-range."

 

[Kuneru]

"It'll be good to finally be giving back some of the anguish..." Bradley picked up a small Smith and Wesson revolver and a few clips of ammo.

OCC- I know revolvers are difficult to reload but since Bradley is all about looks I figure he'd go for something which looked cool to him. He's got clips so he won't be reloading each individual bullet but he'll probaly still be slower than anyone else. The revolvers also less likely to jam because of the simpler mechanism, so take that into account.

Please try not to take it off him because it makes things a little more interesting don't you think, heh.

 

[ThebigZ]

OOC: Holy crap i missed alot well ok not sure if im dead or not but here i go.

Dane picks a riot shield "This will come in handy" Dane looks and picks up a 44 magnum and loads it "Now this is the type of gun to use"

 

[The Sorrow]

"Too much recoil for one-handed use. Pick a smaller gun."

 

[Saskwach]

Shaz picked up a knife and a standard pistol. His standard travelling pack had been left in near total preparation from the beginning of this mess.
OOC: I don't know much about guns.

 

[Larenxis]

Laura gathered her gear together, including her plants. She had a rifle, a pistol, a crowbar, and her trusty bow and arrow which was a bit to manage but she liked the flexibility even if she wasn't experienced in combat. Once organized she scrounged around the mall collecting batteries and chargers; she'd managed to keep her iPod this far, and she didn't know what she'd do if she didn't have music.

"So what's this National Guard base like?" Laura asked Galt. "Have you been there before?"

 

[Singing Gremlin]

Gremlin panicked slightly when people mentioned not taking booze, but figured it'd make an interesting change. He grabbed his revolvers and axe and made towards the group, picked up one of the bags people had packed and slung it over his shoulder to test its weight. He nodded, satisfied, and began inspecting his weapons.

 

[Ultrajoe]

A single figure stalked through forgotten alleys, along ledges to avoid a trailing shuffling horde that moaned constantly below him... they were aware he was there...

a swish of his leather coat and he was gone... a broken radio sputtered... there were people nearby, he had to reach them

a groping hand make contact, and with a petrolic roar a mechanized blade severed the errant limb, what he would give for his RV right now...


OOC: to late for entry?

 

[The_Toe_Bighter98]

A single figure stalked through forgotten alleys, along ledges to avoid a trailing shuffling horde that moaned constantly below him... they were aware he was there...

a swish of his leather coat and he was gone... a broken radio sputtered... there were people nearby, he had to reach them

a groping hand make contact, and with a petrolic roar a mechanized blade severed the errant limb, what he would give for his RV right now...


OOC: to late for entry?

Can someone say... trench coater?

Here is a nice ending for your guy: "The lone figure laughs as he dices the stumbling zombies, but suddenly a shot rings out. The figure is thrown to the ground, and screams as his chainsaw cuts through his torso, and the zombies begin to feed. High above, in the darkness of an abondoned apartment building... a rifle lays in the light, smoke coming out of its end."

Fear my sniper/ninja/shadow, for he is the death of all... characters who are introduced late, and who trench coat.

 

[Ultrajoe]

A single figure stalked through forgotten alleys, along ledges to avoid a trailing shuffling horde that moaned constantly below him... they were aware he was there...

a swish of his leather coat and he was gone... a broken radio sputtered... there were people nearby, he had to reach them

a groping hand make contact, and with a petrolic roar a mechanized blade severed the errant limb, what he would give for his RV right now...


OOC: to late for entry?

Can someone say... trench coater?

Here is a nice ending for your guy: "The lone figure laughs as he dices the stumbling zombies, but suddenly a shot rings out. The figure is thrown to the ground, and screams as his chainsaw cuts through his torso, and the zombies begin to feed. High above, in the darkness of an abondoned apartment building... a rifle lays in the light, smoke coming out of its end."

Fear my sniper/ninja/shadow, for he is the death of all... characters who are introduced late, and who trench coat.

OOC: if you don't get the reference, don't get involved, those who get it will get it, and those who don't will forever wish they did... if they did already... nevermind, i can do the next RP, for now, i enjoy reading how you escape the apocalypse, make it good, its been compelling so far.

 

[The_Toe_Bighter98]

A single figure stalked through forgotten alleys, along ledges to avoid a trailing shuffling horde that moaned constantly below him... they were aware he was there...

a swish of his leather coat and he was gone... a broken radio sputtered... there were people nearby, he had to reach them

a groping hand make contact, and with a petrolic roar a mechanized blade severed the errant limb, what he would give for his RV right now...


OOC: to late for entry?

Can someone say... trench coater?

Here is a nice ending for your guy: "The lone figure laughs as he dices the stumbling zombies, but suddenly a shot rings out. The figure is thrown to the ground, and screams as his chainsaw cuts through his torso, and the zombies begin to feed. High above, in the darkness of an abondoned apartment building... a rifle lays in the light, smoke coming out of its end."

Fear my sniper/ninja/shadow, for he is the death of all... characters who are introduced late, and who trench coat.

OOC: if you don't get the reference, don't get involved, those who get it will get it, and those who don't will forever wish they did... if they did already... nevermind, i can do the next RP, for now, i enjoy reading how you escape the apocalypse, make it good, its been compelling so far.

Forever wish they did? Is this some sort of reference to WH40K or is it something else? Do please tell, as you've peaked my interest. =P

EDIT: Oh, or is it an Ash reference?

 

[Kuneru]

There was now a long line of shopping carts tied toghether, as long as they were going in a straight line there wasn't too much trouble controlling them. A makeshift stretcher with wheels was attached near the front with Johnny laid out upon it, the stretcher was seperate from the wheels themselves meaning it could be carried when the need called for it. Bradley hoisted a chain that was attached to the stretcher over his shoulder and offered the other end to Gremlin (I'll change this if someone else is going to pull it, probaly should be someone with strength though).

OCC- You asked what your character was doing Pie so I figured this would be more appropriate than you suddenly healing, right?