Zombie High! Survival RP (Started)

[Pm0n3y]

JD could've easily intercepted the heated conversation, but decided not to. He was turned away from the group, and sitting in the corner with his legs crossed. He was meditating again. He would've needed to concentrate if he was ever to hope to free his mind from Jack's grasp. He began to dig deeper into mind, almost visualising the lock to his telekinesis. Now all he needed was a key. His fists began to clench, his eyes began to flutter rapidly.

“Give me the power that I once obtained. Let me use it against those who will hurt me. I shall strike them down with an unbeliable force!” The words swam around in his head, every one seeming to hit the lock until it finally broke.

The powers came flowing back. It was like a weight was being taken off his chest, and it felt good. But he wasn't gonna use it to break them out of their cell. Not yet at least. When the time was right, they'd have their freedom.

 

[blaze96]

"Maybe there is, and maybe there isn't. I'll agree to disagree, but I don't think my real plan will fail. The surviving species will remember what happens now, that is my plan. To bring either humans so close to extinction they never forget, or leave their creations which could never forget. Whether humans learn from it or not, I can only guess. I honestly hope that if you do survive, you learn from this mistake and never let it or the things that led up to it happen again. If the zombies do die, it will be up to you survivors to make sure that any others you find learn from this travesty. I wish I could make you promise me that and believe it for a second, but I cannot do either. That is one thing that lays outside of anyone's power." Jack said before turning and leaving the room and heading back to the former dispatch room, he would need to start searching for Alan. Even if the humans did survive, he would make damn sure that Alan did not.

 

[tsatoma]

Alan sneezed suddenly, stopping the group for a few moments as he straightened himself up. "Jeez. Wasn't expecting that. Perhaps it's the pollen," Alan told them as they continued along through the thick countryside.
"You know what that means over in Japan right?" Adries asked, trying to find a comfortable way to carry some of the supplies.
"Someone is talking smack about me?"
"Glad you remember a few things," she said.
"Well, we're nearly there. So, that's good. Starting to get a little tired myself."

 

[Pm0n3y]

JD felt the power's presence return to him, but he had to make sure.

Discreetly, he used his telekinesis to lift himself off the ground, but no higher than a centemeter. He didn't want to give himself away. Once he gently touched earth again, that made it official. His powers were back. But would he use them to break out of his prison, killing every zombie with only a thought? He was still stuck between a rock and a hard place.

Admist all the heated conflict, he was stuck in the middle of it.

“Dammit” he said to himself.

 

[tsatoma]

"Alright everyone, here it is!" Alan exclaimed, gesturing triumphantly at the open plains around them.
"This is going to be one of those 'you have to really look for it' type things isn't it?" Adries asked, looking around and seeing nothing.
"Indeed," Alan replied kneeling down and opening up a lock. He grabbed the handle and lifted, showing a small staircase leading downwards. "Ladies first, and please make it fast since I'd rather not leave this open for an extended amount of time," he said.

((Cleaning some more today. I'll post when I can. ))

 

[Pm0n3y]

Spoiler: OOC

I really am stuck in the the middle of this conflict, aren't I? [sub]AKA shameless bump #2[/sub]

 

[tsatoma]

((*shrugs* I'm not paying too much attention between cleaning and working on the next roleplay with a friend. ))

"Well that was a pleasant talk," Albert chuckled, lying on down and humming a tune.
Jacobs turned to JD, "So, what now? We can't really do much here, but you seem to have a bit of freedom that you could use..."

 

[Hollow Grimm]

Spoiler

If you all dont mind Im going to actually come back in... School is not that bad anymore and such... Talk to you all later then.

 

[Pm0n3y]

"What makes you say that?" JD said, finally opening his eyes from his mediatation.

"Jack increased the guards around us. it's almost impossible to get out now."

Then JD leaned in close to Jacobs.

"You must've seen me levitate. If so, then yes, I do have my telekinesis back. But what can i do? After seeing the autopsy, I don't know if I have it in me to completely decimate this place. I....i just don't know what to do now." JD said, looking down.

 

[tsatoma]

"Well, I guess we can only hope we'll get busted out or let free," Jacobs said, doubting the first one. "Everything will work out though. Keep thinking positive and we'll be good."

 

[Pm0n3y]

JD looked up.

"You're right Jacobs. Mr. Fletcher could let us out. I mean, he has our weapons, and he's increased the security. So it's not like we could interfere with anything." JD said with a hopeful tone.

"Well, at least you three can't." He said, reminding himself of his overbearing power.

 

[tsatoma]

"Indeed. Plus, he was saying something about letting us go earlier; though with Albert's recent conversation with him it might be slightly less likely to happen," Jacobs replied.

"Hey, don't blame me he had it comin'," Albert told them from his cell.

 

[Hussmann54]

Carver looked down the iron sights and gave the trigger a slight squeeze. One single bullet flew through the air and sunk into a zombies chest. The thing fell forward in the middle of its clumsy run.

"What does Fletcher see in you? Mindless animals when he isnt in control. Thats all you are. I pray for the poor soul that you once were. And I only hope that Im delivering you to a brighter place...."


Carver continued his trek through the streets. He had used explosive and an uncanny knowledge of building structure to kill hundreds of them. Maybe even thousands. He was sick and tired and just wanted to be left alone. The zombies wouldnt let that happen and they had pissed him off. He turned to face five more that ran out from a grocery store at him full speed.

The MP-7 did its deadly work with stunning accuracy, pumping round after round into the attackers and making them into nothing more than a pile of rotten...... something.

"Just pull the trigger. Shoot and shoot and shoot and kill and kill and kill...... What happens when you run out of bullets? Thats easy......

Kill some more.

 

[Pm0n3y]

Spoiler: Hussman?!

Where have you been this entire time?! [sub]AKA: shameless bump #3[/sub]

PS: Tsa has a crazy RP in mind, and she gonna start it after this one is finished. It's got some crazy potential going for it, but we need some recruits. Ask her about it for more info!

 

[Hussmann54]

Spoiler: OOC

Soory I was on the road and at grandmas house. No internet. Thats why I felt my character should dissapeer. (remember the train?)

 

[Pm0n3y]

Spoiler: OOC

Soory I was on the road and at grandmas house. No internet. Thats why I felt my character should dissapeer. (remember the $train?)

((Well, if you hadn't noticed, we're stuck in a cell and we need to be rescued. Be a doll and rescue us, okay?))

 

[tsatoma]

((Lulz. Have fun trying to rescue the ones that are jailed. ))

Adries coughed a few times, causing more dust to fly into the air. 'Really need to not do that,' she thought to herself, looking around the abandoned lab. Alan was walking around, flipping on the lights. Considering it had been abandoned for a bit it was in really nice condition, mainly just dusty.

"Okay, this will be where I'll be working then," Alan said, dropping his case over next to a desk and getting the other cases from Lisa and Adries. "Time to work then."

 

[Hussmann54]

Somewhere in his killing spree, Carver had set explosives all around a church parking lot. Then he aim a few shots up at the bell tower. He had meant for the ringing of the bell to draw out the masses and bring them into a tighter formation. That would increase the effectiveness of the explosives.

In stead the bell ringing did something he hadnt expected. Two of the undead fell to the ground. He doubted they could feel pain, but this briefly stopped the zombies in their tracks, possibly from the first kind of discomfort they had ever known. Carver wasnt really sure about the finer details at that point, but he abandoned the explosives and began to look for a technology retail store.

Recent advances in cyber crime had brought about a new kind of silent alarm installed in banks, government buildings etc. A separate server would use a wire locked in glass to trigger the alarm. Hackers would have to directly hit the hidden server (which many couldnt find) in order to shut it down. The glass was shattered by a high pitch sonic emulation device. When the glass shattered, a spring would pull the wire and trigger the alarm elsewhere in the building.And the alarm was still silent because it was a pitch that only dogs and other such animals could hear. Carver knew all this from architecture. He wasnt even out of high school and his education was paying off.....

He found a trigger device in the electronic store and managed to get the emulation device without too much trouble. Held up and secure in a bank, he worked on the device. He held the small black object in his left hand.

"Here goes nothing."
Click
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeya!

He was so close to the emitter that the vibrations hit his ear full force.
"Ow jeeze..." He clapped his hand to his ear.
He had forgotten ear plugs. He put in the combat plugs he had worn to drown out gun shots and tried it again.

This time their was only a slight twitch in his ear when it went off, but it worked perfectly.
He then tested it out on the zombies. He walked outside where three of them were roaming, and turned on the device. The three dropped to the ground instantly. Carver was shocked at his new finding.

 

[Pm0n3y]

JD kept quiet. He was happy that he had his telekinesis back, but he knew that if he and the others were gonna leave anytime soon, that he would have to use it. And if he used it, he knew that he would have to use it a full extent, and this place would be completely destroyed. What they needed right now...was a man on the outside. Then he remembered something...Carver was still somewhere out there. If he could reach him, then maybe he could establish a escape plan with him. But no one in the cell had a walkie talkie. His head slumped down in disappointment. Almost immediately, it shot back up. Christie! He forgot all about her. Luckily, she was nearby. Even better, she was sleep. And a 2-way radio was clipped to her belt. As he looked on, his plan pieced itself together. Once he completed it, he got to work.

First, he quietly took the guard zombies watching the cell by turning off their internal organs and nervous system. As they lifelessly slumped to the ground, JD gets up and crawls over to the cell's bars. He spots Christie, laid back in a chair not to far from their cell. JD outstretches his hand and focuses hard on the 2-way, gradually lifting it out of it's clip. Once it falls out, he quietly glides it to the cell, trying his best to avoid any attention that a floating walkie talkie can cause.

Once it makes it to the bars, JD quickly snatches it out of the air and frantically crawls into the shadows of the cell. He turns the 2-way on, and turns the volume down so no one would hear the static.

"Alan? Adries? Lisa? Carver? Anyone?! We're in need of assistance!" JD frantically whispers into the 2-way.

He prayed that someone would hear him.

 

[Hussmann54]

Carver picked up a faint voice in his radio.
"Well isnt that some Irony JD. Didnt we meet like this? Hell I didnt think any of you where still alive. Where are y'all?"
He said as he scanned around the entrance of the bank.