Zombie High! Survival RP (Started)

[tsatoma]

"Heh, the way it sounds make it seem so fake and stupid," Conroy said, refilling her drink and handing it back, "Well, the power is basically going to go to the people who are working to get this idea to work. General Kaufman, the main guy behind this, has already started to put the plan together. Our force right now is small. Maybe a hundred military personnel. And, based on how much we do for the cause, we'll get more benefits."

"So, right now Jacobs hasn't done much, so he won't get too much," Conroy explained with Jacobs frowning and saying he'll do more, "Basically that's what is going to happen. As of now we're heading back to the base after scouting out this town, and you'd be welcomed to join."
"Heh, we'll be in a bit of trouble since our main mission has been a failure," Westin said sighing.
"We'll find them sooner or later. The plan won't work until we get 'em," Conroy replied back.

 

[VaudevillianVeteran]

Christie downed her drink again, putting her glass down before slowly standing.
"Alright Gentlemen, consider me in. However, two things." She started. "One, I hope you don't mind me asking, but what was your main objective? You don't need to answer that if it's a real problem. Two, I have unfinished business before i go to the base. Can you give me the coordinates and a ride? I'll also give you my contact."

 

[tsatoma]

"Our main objective was to find a living Bixler," Jacobs said, being told to keep quiet again.

"Well, what Jacobs here meant is that we need a living one for the blood. Oh, we've found dead ones, they're fucking everywhere with the sheer amount of 'em here. The problem is that they need to be alive. The few we've actually found went down with fights. Fucking sucks when they do that. Or when they kill themselves! That's even worse," Conroy said, telling Westin to go and find a car for Christie. Conroy wrote down the coordinates in a small notepad and gave the slip of paper to Christie.

 

[VaudevillianVeteran]

She shoved the slip of paper into her pocket before taking the notepad and jotting down her contact information then handing it to Conroy. While Christie couldn't stop smirking at the situation, she spoke,
"I can already tell that this will be an interesting relationship. I think i saw your work already, The police station, no? It was almost funny, I was blamed for the executions there by the group of civilians i found. So the police officer that had committed suicide in the upstairs office, was a Bixler?"

 

[tsatoma]

"Yes. Arnold Bixler, Chief of Police. Killed off our other Private. Locked himself in a room and before we could get to him POW! That just pissed us off," Conroy said sullenly as Westin walked back in.

"There is a jeep outside, parked on the street that has the keys in it. That'd be fine right?" he asked Christie.
"Eh, it's fine. Well then ma'am, we'll be leaving you then. We've been gone for awhile and we need to get going," Conroy said, standing up and giving a salute before going out.
"Don't get shot again ma'am! Good luck with what you have to do," Jacobs said before following them out.

 

[VaudevillianVeteran]

She too saluted before saying a short,"Will do." to Jacobs. She split up with them, heading towards the jeep across the street as Westin had said while they went to their own vehicle. She turned the ignition, taking off at a fast speed back to the direction they'd found her. Christie muttered under her breath with a sense of amusement.
"I won't need luck. I know someone that will though."

 

[tsatoma]

Alan awoke with a start, looking around the room frantically. 'This seems to be a recurring thing,' he thought, turning around and looking outside the window. It was now raining outside, the storm having woken him up. He breathed deeply, wrapping himself up in his blanket. 'Adries is still asleep in the rocking chair and Uncle Al went to bed to right? That wasn't the dream then,' he thought. He hoped that these nightmares would stop soon, at least so that he could have a peaceful night of sleep.

'Seems like it won't happen for awhile,' he thought.

 

[VaudevillianVeteran]

Lisa let out a small yawn as she continued sketching. She couldn't sleep, she'd rested for a few hours but she wasn't tired. Rain pelted the window giving the only sound in the room apart from her pencil jotting. She'd taken to drawing a few different things- A zombie, the incinerator, a few weapons and a few sketches of the others. It was still relaxing, but a thunderclap made her jump, jogging the line she was drawing.
"Damn it."

She turned onto the dirt road, the wind and rain picking up. She'd placed the tracker on her chair to keep an eye on where she was driving. She could feel the road becoming muddy from the weather and worried a little about the jeep. Christie changed the gear, picking up speed. She'd get what she wanted then move onto the base.

 

[tsatoma]

Alan decided to get up and pace around them room. 'What is something I should do?' he thought to himself, looking at all the little knick-knacks on the dresser. He remembered where they had all come from; the little dolphin statue from when they went to the marina, the petrified wood from Yellowstone.

'Won't ever have moments like this again,' he thought with a frown. He put the little trinkets back down and went to go take a shower.

 

[Xero Scythe]

((Please! I beg of you! Give me a summary of things from page 59! I really wanna stay in this rp!))

 

[blaze96]

((do the best I can. Summary numero cuatro.

Jack had successfully captured Alan, who had tried to excape but failed, and interrogated him. Jack now knows that the Bixlers are the source of the virus, he released Alan and shot Christie. Alan shot Jack who then took the hummer and patched himself before going to the city and finding Alan and Adries aunt...dead. He reviewed the tapes learning it was the military who had killed her, he left the evidence on a computer and a message on the phone in the chem room for the group.

Lisa, Alan, and Adries are now in Alan's uncle's cabin and hiding out for the night. I'm not sure what they plan on doing the next morning, but I know it is something. Christie has met up with a rogue element of the US military and is now working with them. She is currently on her own with a vehicle and looking for Jack.))

 

[Xero Scythe]

((Okay. Thanks.))
The radio in the cabin crackled to life. Ivan's voice could be heard though it, along with high speed winds. "Hey, Adries, Alan. You guys okay? Anyway, where are you guys? What happened?"

 

[VaudevillianVeteran]

Lisa frowned at the newly ruined picture, looking for her eraser but to no avail. She listened and could hear the shower from upstairs running. Taking a sigh, she put the sketchbook on the arm of the chair, deciding to leave it for the time being. She half wished that the TV was working, so she could fill the time.
The radio sprung to life on the far side of the room and she darted over to answer.
"Ivan? Adries and Alan are asleep. We're doing fine. We're at their uncle's home just off the highway. How are you holding up?"

She finally saw something in the horizon. It was far off but she could see it fine.
Bingo.
A house with lights on.

 

[blaze96]

Jack made it back to the police station and went to the 911 call room where there was a map of the city with emergency service building marked on a map with their purpose. He knew this was used to mark what areas were safe to send callers to in the first hours of the outbreak and figured most of them would have been abandoned at this point. He started to look over the map for some kind of former military outpost, response center, or headquarters. The map covered the entire city as well as much of the surrounding area.

'This is going to take much longer than finding Julia' Jack thought as he looked at the map covered in red pins.

 

[Xero Scythe]

"I'm fine. A little cut up, but fine." He swerved and slammed into another zombie. "Damn! Don't they have to sleep?" He saw a house as he pulled off the highway. "Hey, i think i see you guys. I'm in my truck. do i have the right place, or am i completely turned around?"

 

[tsatoma]

'I need contacts,' Alan thought, having a hard time telling what was shampoo and conditioner, 'I hate my bad eyesight.' He finally just poured both on his head and lathered them in.

Adries opened her eyes after hearing someone talking. She noticed Lisa talking in the corner. She yawned and stretched, asking what was going on.

 

[VaudevillianVeteran]

"Oh hey Adries, Ivan got in contact, Sorry for waking you..." Lisa replied to her apologetically then turning back to the radio,
"It's not the first house near there, Keep going on the dirt road for a while and you should see it. It's the house with the long driveway. We have the lights on though."

 

[tsatoma]

"No problem. It's probably better for me to wake up anyways," Adries replied, heading into the kitchen to get a drink then coming back. "This house takes forever to get to. He probably will have to keep driving another half-hour if he is where I think he is."

 

[VaudevillianVeteran]

Lisa added what Adries just said to the radio, and waited for the response. She pulled the radio with her as she went back to the chair to continue drawing.
"Did you get a good enough sleep?" She asked her, remembering that she sometimes had trouble sleeping.

 

[tsatoma]

"Meh, it was okay. It's hard to get a normal night sleep though nowadays," Adries replied, sipping her soda. "Always have nightmares. Tonight was slightly different in that it wasn't filled with zombies. Or anything worse...like teletubbies. Nope, just regular weird dream with a whole mess of symbolism probably."