Zombie Apocalypse Squad (Cancelled !)

[Sparrow]

Nah. I'm fine. A couple more minutes and I'll feel right as rain. I wouldn't want you wasting any supplies on me. It's almost a good thing that I'm a wolf.

Right?

Eh. Maybe not. Either way. We'll head to Portal's base, then straight to Wales. We can't run forever.

 

[Dorian]

*Sticks head out of APC. Again.*

OK. We've stopped him. Can we get moving now? Oh, wait!

*Puts pants on*

OK, now let's go!

 

[Clirck]

Your plan sounds like nothing will happen again but look where we are managed to get. Nowhere yet, we even haven't found the army base. We should find base first to fly there.

 

[Sparrow]

We can't go anywhere when we're all in this state. Shar looks like a coked up zombie, Zapp is most probally infected and I look like a bad Hugh Jackman. I mean, thats saying something. The sooner we all get cured, the sooner we can figure out a plan.

 

[Dorian]

Sounds good Clirck. To the army base!

EDIT: @Sparrow: The sooner we get to my base, the sooner we'll all be picture perfect.

 

[Sparrow]

Sounds good Clirck. To the army base!

EDIT: @Sparrow: The sooner we get to my base, the sooner we'll all be picture perfect.

OOC: Is the army base, and your base, one in the same thing?

 

[Clirck]

*jumps behind wheel*

Everyone in ? Good, then we roll !

*starts driving aimlessly trying to find army base*

[Let's move on from here. Portals base if far away and via plane we get to Portals base faster.]

 

[Dorian]

No, but there will undoubtedly be jets to fly us to my base, which is under the Great Lakes.

 

[Sparrow]

Alright, alright. Fine. Our plan still remains though.

After me, Sam and the Doc are all healed up we'll head to Wales to seek refuge.

[Sparrow vigourusly wakes a passed out Chris, who slowly wakes up.]

Chris, your welcome to come with us. We'll even help you get to Scotland if you need to. Or better yet, we can pick up your family and take them to Wales with us. Supposedly, it's relatively safe.

 

[Dorian]

*Slaps Chris awake*

Here. Here's the tape with my pre-zombie story. Here's yours, Sparrow.

Spoiler: *Inserts Tape into Radio*

Well...... I was a scientist. Not the generic ones in white lab coats that mix chemicals. I worked underground. Not literally, just under the government's radar. I made some great, interesting things. Things that you would think impossible, like a never-ending escalator and an inside-out rock. The latest one was portal technology, which is why my nickname's Portal.

After about.... 3 years of experiments, I managed to make a prototype portal gun. But then Aperture Science had finally tracked us down. They raided my compound, killed most of my assistants, and stole the gun. They did much tweaking to get THIS *Holds up his Portal Gun* and started studying it and it's uses.

After the raid, I was forced to rebuild. I built a yacht on the Great Lakes and sunk it, and then sealed it, sucked the water out, and fixed it up into my current lab. Knowing I wasn't up to retrying Project Portal, I worked on medicine. My best assistant...... *clenches* Well...... we didn't get along that well....

Then the infection hit. I left for LA to get my relatives, but they were already infected. I..... I.... I had to put them down........ Then I met Sparrow working to organize a squad of survivors. Clirck and I met, became friends, and set off. Then all of this happened.

*Takes drink* That's my story.

 

[Clirck]

Well at least everyone agrees.

*sees a aiport tower*

Hah, found it.

*starts driving towards army base*

[Sparrow give me your status, condition, whatever you want AKA stats ]

 

[HAZEANDHALO]

VEry late but here

Spoiler: stats if u were wondering

Spec op armor- Hevily damaged.
GUns- Yay! some new guns! Steyr AUG-old
m16 super- new
glock- new
Sniper rifle- old
RPG- old
Corvette- old
Wounds.
90 scratches EVERYWHERE( dont worry not fatal if you wanna know why go LOOOTS of pages back)
3 scars one on are
leg and face
Bloody face- Still...
and Broken knuckles
condition: Meh. (so-so)

 

[SamuelT]

Samuel spots Chris getting up.

"Chris! You're awake!"

Stats:

-A compound crossbow with 50 silver tipped and 100 normal bolts
-A hunting knife, titanium
-Clothes (Nothing special)
-A pair of carbon-backed gloves, Walmart issue
-A silver ring at his my left hand
-A hand-gun with normal clips
-A hand full of DIY silver bullets, courtesy of Clirck
-A bottle of pure water, been saving it for bad times
-A picture of family
-Sharp mind and intelligence (Ooraah!)

Metal state:
Depression, almost ready to give up. Intent of getting to Wales

Physical:
Cuts and bruises. Nothing serious. That wound on my chest's starting to hurt though

Mood:
Silent

 

[HAZEANDHALO]

*Rolls from under car*
Where did the thing go I was ignoring it all under my car.

 

[HAZEANDHALO]

Oop. there he falls again.

 

[Sparrow]

Spoiler: Stats

Injuries: Gaping shoulder wound, internal bleeding and scarred arm.
Weapons: None currently, I was unarmed after Sam had to carry me out of the APC and my primal instincts took over.
Age [In RP]: 26
Name: Unknown. Goes by the Alias "Sparrow".

*Chris is groggy and drowsy,*

"Guys...whyweatheerrrpor..."

*He passes out again*

[I'll come to when I'm good and ready, thank you very much!]

OOC: I fixed the post, you were half awake when I said it atleast.

OOC: Edit: AMGZ I SAID LOL. Whuts wrong with me today?