Zombie High! Survival RP (Started)
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"I dont think I can just march into the city. How many zombies would you say are around?"
He wasnt sure if the suppression device could even last long enough to afford him a round trip to somewhere in the city he did even know the exact location of. Even then, he hadnt properly tested it. What if the zombies got tough to it, resisted the pain, or mutate around it. He didnt even know if it would work on specials or Jack.
He wasnt sure if the suppression device could even last long enough to afford him a round trip to somewhere in the city he did even know the exact location of. Even then, he hadnt properly tested it. What if the zombies got tough to it, resisted the pain, or mutate around it. He didnt even know if it would work on specials or Jack.
"Well blowing up the building would be counter productive...... I might have another way in. But it will have to be precisely executed by both me and you guys. I can hit them with a sonic emulator that I found can stun zombies. Problems is I havent really thoroughly tested it yet. It will probably only give me a few seconds to get in and out." Carver said. He was eying an Cadillac outside. Not the old classic muscle mobile, but one of those new gaudy SUV monstrosities. For once he was happy to see one.....
Carver spoke one last time. "Alright just remember to plug your ears."
He loaded up the SUV, putting spare weapons in all the passengers seats. Gearing up he put on the bullet proof vest, strapped his 45. and 38 special to it, slung his MP-7 over his shoulder and grabbed the grenade launcher. His knife was still strapped to his thigh and four frag grenades were on his vest. The last thing in the the sonic emulator and the trigger. ear plugs were in.
He turned on the radio just outta curiosity. Most stations went to a looped broadcast. Whoever owned this vehicle had pretty bad taste as far as Carver was concerned. Some new pop diva was pretending to be a musician using four minutes of music that had been auto tuned to hell and back. He changed it to an old rock station. Led Zepplins "Been a long time" was on.
He rolled off in the direction of the nearest county police station. He had assumed thats where they were in the city.
He loaded up the SUV, putting spare weapons in all the passengers seats. Gearing up he put on the bullet proof vest, strapped his 45. and 38 special to it, slung his MP-7 over his shoulder and grabbed the grenade launcher. His knife was still strapped to his thigh and four frag grenades were on his vest. The last thing in the the sonic emulator and the trigger. ear plugs were in.
He turned on the radio just outta curiosity. Most stations went to a looped broadcast. Whoever owned this vehicle had pretty bad taste as far as Carver was concerned. Some new pop diva was pretending to be a musician using four minutes of music that had been auto tuned to hell and back. He changed it to an old rock station. Led Zepplins "Been a long time" was on.
He rolled off in the direction of the nearest county police station. He had assumed thats where they were in the city.
"Copy that chief." JD said before the 2-way (conveniently) when dead.
JD turned to the other prisoners, telling them to cover their ears. Whatever Carver had up his sleeve, JD hoped it would work. JD crossed his legs, and began to meditate, awaiting the Calvary.
JD turned to the other prisoners, telling them to cover their ears. Whatever Carver had up his sleeve, JD hoped it would work. JD crossed his legs, and began to meditate, awaiting the Calvary.
Carver roared through the first check point of zombies, killing two or three in true hit and run fashion.
The second required a little more work. Twelve common, a leaper and a flamer. He managed to strike the leaper on the first run. But as he did he felt a heat wave hit the side of the car. The other special was still up as well as eight of the common. Fortunately he hadnt done any damage to the car. Carver put the SUV in park and got out.
Turns out he hit the flamer after all. It was now limping towards him. He drew out his 45. and aimed several slugs at it, eventually dropping it. He was lining up the iron sight on another common when out of the corner of his eye he caught another patrol. Two leapers at the head were darting straight for him. Tossing a grenade he got back in the car and Switched to first gear as fast as he could, eventually outrunning the two.
Zombies in JDs area were stirring. The gunshots and explosion making them weary of attack.
Then without warning a truck smashed into the side of the building. Carver in the SUV came right behind it. He had tied a brick to the gas pedal and broken the steering wheel. Then speed and alignment did the rest.
As zombies were about to swarm the vehicles, a window was rolled down and a small black box was thrown out the window.
click....
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYY!
Zombies began to fall to the ground as Carver ran into the building.
The second required a little more work. Twelve common, a leaper and a flamer. He managed to strike the leaper on the first run. But as he did he felt a heat wave hit the side of the car. The other special was still up as well as eight of the common. Fortunately he hadnt done any damage to the car. Carver put the SUV in park and got out.
Turns out he hit the flamer after all. It was now limping towards him. He drew out his 45. and aimed several slugs at it, eventually dropping it. He was lining up the iron sight on another common when out of the corner of his eye he caught another patrol. Two leapers at the head were darting straight for him. Tossing a grenade he got back in the car and Switched to first gear as fast as he could, eventually outrunning the two.
Zombies in JDs area were stirring. The gunshots and explosion making them weary of attack.
Then without warning a truck smashed into the side of the building. Carver in the SUV came right behind it. He had tied a brick to the gas pedal and broken the steering wheel. Then speed and alignment did the rest.
As zombies were about to swarm the vehicles, a window was rolled down and a small black box was thrown out the window.
click....
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYY!
Zombies began to fall to the ground as Carver ran into the building.
JD heard the crash and quickly rushed to the bars of the cell, and look down to the lower levels where he saw a clusterfuck of zombies all stunned from the loud screeching noise.
"Well, that must be our ride!" JD yelled, using his telekinesis to bend the bars open.
"Let's get Carver, and get the hell out of here!" He said, stepping out of the cell.
"Well, that must be our ride!" JD yelled, using his telekinesis to bend the bars open.
"Let's get Carver, and get the hell out of here!" He said, stepping out of the cell.
JD was happy to finally have some freedom, but couldn't help but feel a bit guilty about the mass destruction caused by Carver strange weapon.
"Mr. Fletcher won't be happy to see this." JD said to himself.
As they pass the weapons table, JD strapped his holster to his shoulders, remembering to reload his G18. But he didn't really know if he'd use it ever again. He approached Carver and tapped his shoulder.
"I think it's time to go. It won't be long before Mr. Fletcher has us surrounded." JD said to him.
"Mr. Fletcher won't be happy to see this." JD said to himself.
As they pass the weapons table, JD strapped his holster to his shoulders, remembering to reload his G18. But he didn't really know if he'd use it ever again. He approached Carver and tapped his shoulder.
"I think it's time to go. It won't be long before Mr. Fletcher has us surrounded." JD said to him.
"They are just stunned by the sound waves." carver replied.
Suddenly a torcher vaulted over a nearby fence. It was unaffected by the emulator and was moving straight for the car. Carver lifted the grenade launcher.
There was a POFM!and the torcher was enveloped in the explosion.
"Now, that on the other hand, will piss Fletcher off."
He opened up the side passenger door. "Everybody in!" He yelled before running to the driver side door and practically throwing himself inside.
The initial shock of the waves had worn off and the zombies were getting to their feet.
Suddenly a torcher vaulted over a nearby fence. It was unaffected by the emulator and was moving straight for the car. Carver lifted the grenade launcher.
There was a POFM!and the torcher was enveloped in the explosion.
"Now, that on the other hand, will piss Fletcher off."
He opened up the side passenger door. "Everybody in!" He yelled before running to the driver side door and practically throwing himself inside.
The initial shock of the waves had worn off and the zombies were getting to their feet.
You may as well kill Jack now. There is nothing I can do at this point, between JD and Carver I can do nothing. Carver can immobilize the horde except for the specials apparently, and JD can crush every special infected in a matter of seconds and Jack can't stop him from doing so. I have nothing to counteract you anymore, so just kill me off. I was hoping to kill Alan then die if we so chose, but apparently that opportunity is gone now without far more work than it would be worth. So just turn the car around and kill him.
((Damn you Mass Effect with your ability to distract me from what's going on!!! ))
Adries was sitting boredly at a table, tapping her fingers and trying not to fall asleep. It was all she had been doing since she had gotten here, not much to do. She had given blood after Alan made sure everything was alright, 'Which is probably a reason why I feel so tired...maybe I shouldn't have eaten all those cookies immediately...should have left a few for later.'
She looked over at her brother, who hadn't even talked to them (hell even payed attention) to them since he started working. 'God why the hell can't this all be over?' she thought to herself, putting her head down on the table.
Adries was sitting boredly at a table, tapping her fingers and trying not to fall asleep. It was all she had been doing since she had gotten here, not much to do. She had given blood after Alan made sure everything was alright, 'Which is probably a reason why I feel so tired...maybe I shouldn't have eaten all those cookies immediately...should have left a few for later.'
She looked over at her brother, who hadn't even talked to them (hell even payed attention) to them since he started working. 'God why the hell can't this all be over?' she thought to herself, putting her head down on the table.
I don't see a way I can in such a small period. That would require more than a simple redirection of electrical or chemical flow in the brain, it would require the reworking of possibly an entire lobe to make it so the sound is entirely out of the range of their hearing. If not that I would need to rework the nervous system to force it to not respond the way it does to that tone. That would take a lot of time and basically about as much power as returning them to sentience, as far as I can tell. It would take a complete reworking of the fundamental structure of the brain to find a workaround to the tone.
I shut down the auditory cortex, responsible for hearing. Instead, he refocuses the electricity into the motor cortex, which will restore some mobility in the shamblers and add some more to the leapers. It won't be much, the zombies have poor hearing anyway, but it is something. The shamblers may even gain the ability to lightly jog. Thank you AP Psych.