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Post by evilmisfit on Sept 4, 2008 21:17:46 GMT -5
Erhard sat just outside of the town in an old abandoned house, upon an ancient couch; it was a wonder the thing hadn’t collapsed under his weight. He’d set up the ancient television to the news, turning it up to hear it over his own breathing. He felt himself smile as the man reported the awful incident, the dead rising from their graves, no one knew how to explain it.
There had been rumor amongst archeologists and other scientists; a rumor of some underground city beneath a small American town, of ungodly power that would be granted to anyone brave enough to fight for it. He knew he’d come to the right place, his instincts had led him in the right direction once again.
It was no secret to Fuchs that the underworld held untold power, and since his resurrection, he’d been searching for a way to tap into that power. Perhaps he’d finally found it.
He put his coat back on, slung his MP-40 over his shoulder; walking out the door and beginning his search for the entrance of what he thought may have been the very gates of hell. Most would have only their own death on their minds walking into such a place, Erhard could only imagine the power he’d almost certainly gain before walking out. The Reichsprotektor would most certainly fight the devil himself for that kind of power, and with the power he already had; he had a fair chance of winning such a fight.
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Post by Nexus Wolf on Sept 6, 2008 0:36:57 GMT -5
TASA (Time After Sydney's Arrival): 7 hours This is the happenings of the next 2 hours, between 1:45 and 3:45. You are free to start posting normally, but remember to give others a chance to post, and try and keep them long, often you posts will represent long periods of time, from half an hour to a couple of hours, and post how much time that post is for, so others know too.
Things were getting worse, it was all over the news channels, all the TV and radio reporting the same things, the police were being pushed back, they were losing. More and more of the creatures were appearing all the time, and those that fell and died got back up within moments. There had been sightings of other kinds too, ones that lacked flesh, just the skeleton remaining. These 'Skeletons' where faster then the 'Zombies', but lacked the general toughness nor seemed as strong, though pistol fire seemed to do little to them.
The rail tracks in and out of town had been destroyed somehow, and the roads out of town had become incredibly dangerous, often getting mobbed my hordes of zombies as they tried to leave, Not many making it. Contact from the outside world had begun to falter, unnoticed at first, and completely unexplained, but as time went by, phones began to die and signals became weak, until almost no contact was had with the rest of the country. All that remained was any communication within the city, as the phone relay station, mobile masts and local TV station still operated, but for how much longer people couldn't be sure.
At 2:15 the news was that the police had secured the towns shopping mall and were using it as a safe haven amidst the chaos. Many people from the towns centre had already fled there, but the police still urged those at home to stay there and secure their homes. The couple of SWAT vans the police had were sent to the schools to retrieve any children that where still left, complete with armed SWAT members. The local news channels had moved a television van to the site and were signalling from there, trying to keep a news channel going, if for any reason, to help keep people calm.
The militia and a few ranking police officers secured the mall, setting up secure barricades at all the entrance, leaving one open to allow people in. They had secured much of their ammunition and arms, and the stocks in the stores had been checked. Guards had been posted on any sealed entrance, all with radios. In the mean time the police tried to secure the surrounding area, guiding those left alive to the mall or finding supplies.
By 2:30 many of the city officials that had remained were in the mall, trying to decide the next plan of action. A fair number of civilians had already arrived, many panicked and frightened, some angry, some mourning the loss of friends and family. Emotions ran high as the officials tried to calm them, trying to plan some kind of action. Arguments were breaking out, people afraid to stay, some afraid to leave, others blaming the police for being inadequate.
Out on the streets things had gotten worse, more of the walking dead were roaming around, the corpses of those that fell joining them not long after. Not all could make it to the town centre, many locked themselves in their homes, or even attempted to find a safe haven, of even still tried to escape the city, but almost never made it.
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Post by jeanrain on Sept 6, 2008 16:29:12 GMT -5
An hour had passed and Ermetico woke hearing some running the halls and the occasional distant scream "what's going on here?" (this better not be over some stupid human worry) Ermetico sighed he felt something warm against him he hadn't noticed untill he had woken up a bit more. he felt something pressing on his chest. he looked down to see two thing arms around his chest "what the f*ck" he quickly got out of the bed his voice rose only alittle above it's normal tone. he saw Aria on the bed he sighed "what's the matter with you"Aria woke up slowly do to Ermetico's sudden movement "what?" Ermetico sighed "why were you sleeping near me like that?"Aria sat up and lowered her head "i don't like sleeping by myself" Ermetico felt the pull from Raith once again he turned away "were in the same room your not alone"Aria nodded "i know.....but.....you looked lonely to" Ermetico paused he shook his head (*Raith, she just wants to see me Master, she doesn't mean to offend you) Ermetico was baout to reply to him when he heard another scream "what is going on" Ermetico opened the door he looked out and saw a horde of zombie marching down the hall he closed the door "dam it"Aria watched him worriedly "what's the matter?" Ermetico grabed his things "we need to go something unusal is going on" he looked to his braclet (who should i realese....) a spell cirlce formed a reaper stood there. the reaper didn't speak he began to sign "what am i needed for master?" Ermetico spoke "your going to help me and her get out of her, i will Theta if it is to much trouble for you Letum" the reaper bowed showing he understood.Aria stared at the new summons she began to get ready "how is a reaper going to help?" she was rushing around begining to get nervous Ermetico began to hear the zombies break into room "reapers can destory souless creatures and undead rather esaily"Aria had got her things and was ready to leave something began to pound on the door and scratch at it. a horrible set of moans began to sound Aria shook alittle she had never faced Zombies before she wasn't sure what to do Ermetico nodded to Letum "take care of it" Letum bursted through the door severing the heads of the Zombies there was tons of them. he cleared the hall way the best he could Ermetico took Aria's hand and began to lead her. as they ran down the hall he heard the sounds from the tv's left on by the people who had been slaughtered (the mall is where all the people are heading.....it would be worth a look but these undead will be drawn to it in no time, we'll have to find a better place to hold off)Aria let herself be lead Letum only killed what was in the way only undead creatures were around them Ermetico ran through his mind the best placed to try to wait this out he decided a tall build proabaly one of the many office ones would be the best the labyrinth of rooms would make it harder to track which one they were in) Ermetico caught up to Letum "there is a building not to far from here and office one we'll need get there ok" Letum nodded he continued to take out Zombies as Ermetico told him the directions. 30 mins later they came across the building (it would have been faster if i was traveling alone)Aria was clinging to Ermetico much to shaken to do much Ermetico broke into the building there appeared to be no one inside. they headed for the highest room in the building. Ermetico left Aria with Letum as he began to collect a few things for baracade the floor. there was a way to the roof from this room just incase they were traped they could get there, Ermetico could take the form of one of his summons and have Raith or Letum carry Aria. (so much trouble having to care for this unusal girl) he sighed part of him curious as to what was happening. but the main part of him not caring and merely wanting to leave.Letum *meanwhile* Azriel had found nothing but more and more creatures of empty spaces where thier use to be people. he floated down an alley seeing dead bodies and what he guessed was another evil creature he flew infront of it seeing that it was poking the body of a undead (he's alive) Azirel gave a sigh or relif and made himself visable "man am i glad to see you. what the hell happen here?" Azriel completely ignored the fact that he should explian what he is
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Post by Anonymous on Sept 7, 2008 0:07:42 GMT -5
Jester ran and jumped roof to roof, looking down during each jump to see the same thing each time, more undead and some dead bodies getting back up to make more and more dead bodies. The streets weren't safe anymore, he couldn't run on there without having to thrash through heards of undead. Things had gotten bad, really bad. He heard people were going to the mall for shelter, that couldn't last long. People don't do well when under this much heat at once. They melt. He laughed to himself. "I made a funny." He stopped on one rooftop and looked at the street below him. There were skeletons too now. He surveyed the area. "This is getting bad... this MUST end. This is too much darkness at once, order must be retained." The voice laughed. "If you ask me, this is per-" "But no one asked you so please shut the f**k up." Jester sighed. He didn't have time to amuse a voice in his head, he had to find someway to calm this down. He put his hands to his mouth and spoke into them. He closed his hands and reopened them. They were full of small spikes with writing in them that read, "If you have any idea on how to stop this at all meet me on top of the clock tower within the day. If not, stay away from the clock tower, it is not a safe haven, but a rally ground." He put his hands above him and tensed his back as ice wings grew and he flew up a bit and rained the dull cards of ice to the ground as far as he could. He dove to the clock tower and landed on the outlook area breathing heavily. "Gotta rest til then... hopefull someone'll see em and can help..." He laid his head against the wall. "d*mn... that wore me out.... need to recharge..." He sat against the wall breathing heavily.
Wesker stood on top of a building and examined the group of people going to the mall. "Fleeing it seems. Heh, how pathetic." He turned and looked at the undead roaoming and killing and the dead revive. This was just like Racoon city, and would likely end the same. It seemed Crossover was a doomed town. He examined the mall then the undead. "The leader of this should be showing himself soon." He smiled as he looked at the mall. "Lets see if I can't speed up their arrival." He e began to devise a plan to use the people at the mall as 'unwanted' assistants in bringing out the ring leader.
Nny didn't even bother to look up at the person in front of him who was alive. "No. I don't know. All I know is that I get to kill zombies and skeletons." An undead moan came from behind him and a zombie in punks clothes with three large wounds in his head and his chest ripped open popped up behind him. Nny drew a sword and stabbed it in the head and it fell to the ground dead. He looked up at the new comer and pointed to the zombie. "I've killed him four times now. I'm waiting for five." He stood up and smiled. "Usually when I kill someone the first time they stay dead, but it really adds to the game if I can kill the same person over and over." He turned around. "But then again wheres the point if they keep getting back up? Then do they really pay for their faults? What if they never really die and are alllowed to stink up the whole planet!?" His expressions became more intense the longer he went on. A zombie rushed at him from the alley and Nny threw a knife into its skull. "And yet no matter how many I kill theres always more!!! Its like a giant f**king game of wack-a-mole! No matter how many times you wack the foul rodent of the ground in its burrow it always comes back!!" He turned to the blur haired guy. "Understand? Nice hair by the way. Here have a Happy Noodle Boy comic." He handed the guy a piece of paper with the comic on it. "I draw it." He smiled pleasently.
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Post by jeanrain on Sept 7, 2008 0:18:52 GMT -5
(boy is this guy off his rocker....) "thanks" Azriel focused on his hands so he could hold the paper "ha speed lines" he looked to the strange guy "so..........like were you in the mental hospital when this all started or something? bad ass sword by the way" he smiled
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Post by Anonymous on Sept 7, 2008 0:31:59 GMT -5
Nny looked at the new guy seriously. "You just called me crazy didn't you?" He glared at the blue haired guy. "Well let me assure you something Blue hair, I am quite insane. Incredibly to be honest. I haven't been since the little bit of sanity in the form of a dead bunnies flotaing head stopped talking. But I'm trying to fix that! But people keep f**king it up for me! And it is a badass sword." He held it pointed at Azriel. "So stop making asssumptions! You have no idea who I am! In fact I just wandered into this town!" He stabbed at blue hair's heart, but the blade passed through without hurting him. Nny drew his sword back with a look of confusion. "Usually thats when the blood starts coming..." He poked the sword into him another time and drew it back quickly, did this a few more times then stopped and smiled really big and made a happy squee noise and jumped up and down. "Thats fun!" He put the sword back into his trench and put his arms bhind his head and smiled. "I'm Johnny C. But you can call me Nny. Sorry about the whole trying to kill you thing. I do that sometimes."
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Post by jeanrain on Sept 7, 2008 0:40:10 GMT -5
(ha made him squee) Azriel laughed "i'll remind myself to stay this way then" he smiled "be kinda pointless if a friend is what causes my second death" he crosed his legs so that he was float sitting "names Azriel Yoel Shimshon" he smiled and gave him the peace sign "nice to meet ya Nny, man that's awsome nickname, wish i would have thought of it" he laughed then paused "so what does the C stand for?"
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Post by Anonymous on Sept 7, 2008 1:23:35 GMT -5
Nny shrugged. "I don't remember." He started off. "Wonder where these things are coming from." He looked back at Azriel. "C'mon friend, lets go find out!" He kept going.
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Post by jeanrain on Sept 7, 2008 1:30:42 GMT -5
Azriel followed "yeah i wanted to know why these things are here, i mean it's cool cause it's kinda like these video games i played before but....welll....it's a tad bit more dangerous" Azriel smiled "guess it's more fun in a way" (hope we get this stuff figured out before i'm able to change back don't want this guy to do me in or something for random reasons)
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Post by Jon Talbain on Sept 7, 2008 1:44:47 GMT -5
Jon breathed heavily and slammed his fist into the solarplex of a skeleton and shattered it to pieces. He was scratched up and bleeding badly in some spots. His wounds were healing but not fast enough, even with the increased healing it wasn't fast enough. He looked around him. All the cops had died. Even the camera man was gone. And he was surrounded, making escape not an option. Nothing had gone right. They didn't stop coming, back up wasn't coming, and he was running out of options. He saw the resurected corpse of the officer who had apologized to the camera earlier and drove its head to the ground with his heel. He had to put him out of his misery some how. A lance ran across his side and scraped him. Jon flinched and gritted his teeth, his canine teeth growing, and grabbed the lance and pulled its past holder close, and slammed his fist into his skull, making a dull smashing noise as the body flew back. There were claw marks on the head of the creature as well. Jon swung the the lance in a circle like a staff and made some room for him. Fur had begun to show. "Let me show you... a real monster!" His head arched upwards and he let out a loud howl that grew in feralty as he transformed until he was a full werewolf and the howl matched it. He looked forward at the beast and rushed into the crowd and ripped thru them with new found energy and drive. He jumped back in the center an stood ready and proud. He continued the fight, now with true force.
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Post by brutalmisfit on Sept 8, 2008 16:55:45 GMT -5
Zach and Mike lead their guests into the gun shop, locking the door as they closed them. Mike grabbed the both of them folding chairs as Zach walked behind the counter, lying several rifles onto the table. Mike fetched handguns, lying them on the table as well. While Mike started getting more firearms, Mike started to explain, "Ok, time to explain a few things. Handgun ammo is fairly simple, we'll only be carrying .45 ACP and .357 Magnum ammunition for them. Rifles get a little more complicated: the M-16's and M-4's use 5.56mm FMJ's. The AK's use 7.62x39, it's important we don't get them mixed up. We'll also be issuing M-1 Carbines, they use .223's. Shotguns'll probably be necissary, 12 guage slugs, birdshot, and double-0 buckshot will do the trick. But we should only start issuing them when we're out of rifles. Speaking of rifles, we'll probably want to hand out hunting rifles to those who haven't had the chance to use a semi-automatic weapon and..." "Zach, you're confusing them," Mike said, lying a lever action and a bolt action rifle onto the table. "What?" Zach asked, putting boxes of ammunition onto the table. "I doubt Maya has the slightest clue as to what the hell you're telling her, and Vader over there is probably just here to pick up those swords or whatever they were." Mike said, smiling at his own joke. "Well yeah but she's probably still got the regulars locked up in the bar and they need to be able to defend themselves and," Zach said, starting to go on again. "We will get to that when we need to. Right now we just need to relax, get a plan going, and get ready. These aren't the infected undead we've dealt with; unless some of them attacked a rennasaunce fair, we're dealing with some sort of ancient stuff. There's no guarantee we're only dealing with the undead; we could run into some nasty stuff. So your standard ZED outbreak gear might not cut it. Let's throw a few big guns into the mix." Zach was quiet for a moment, then nodded, "You might just be right." The O'Haras had dealt with these kinds of problems, it was obsurd how they could come up with such an elaborate plan for things everyone else thought impossible. However, they could; and they did it well. Mike walked into the back room, and walked back out with two rifle bags and a pistol case in one hand, and another longer pistol case in the other. "A .50 caliber Desert Eagle, your .500 S&W, an elephant gun, and the Tankgewehr". Mike said, a wry smile on his face
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Post by bunnydream on Sept 8, 2008 20:25:42 GMT -5
Jean felt herself get pulled through the portal she gasped as she felt herself begin to fall "oh no..." she was falling head first from 4 stories she extended her wings catching herself she began to balance herself to maintain her postion "i don't like the feel of this place at all.....but Zorro said that he located Jester here" Jean sighed "of all the places he ends up why is it always the places that are having the most trouble" she shook her head and began to lower herself on to a building she sat down to catch her breath when she began to hear screams "my god what now" she looked over the edge of the building seeing undead creatures roaming the streets many twisted corpses lay scattered across the ground she turned away feeling disguseted "is the realm coming to an end or what" she shivered bringing her nees up to her chest (i hope Jester is ok) something sparlked in the sun she stood up and walked over to it "what is this..." she picked it up recozing it right away "Jester" she smiled she read the message encoded on the card she looked up at the clock tower "i can make it" she took in a deep breath then took a few steps back and jumped off the building she falped her wings and glided upward. she kept herself at a steady pace finally reaching the clocktower she landed and began to breath heavily "this was alot further then it looked" she froced herself to stand "JESTER!" she coughed alittle "i should have rested more, opening the portals then flying to here was not a good idea"
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Post by Anonymous on Sept 8, 2008 21:01:10 GMT -5
Jester sat leaning against the wall with his eyes closed still breathing heavily. The spray of cards had exausted him. He opened his eyes slightly. (I feel really happy for some reason... how am I happy with all thats going on?) He sighed and shook his head. "I think I'm gettin messed up in the head..." He opened his jacket and played with the bell on his neck alittle. "No one is goin to come..." As he finished the sentence he heard a light touch down and some heavy breathing. The ice formed in his hand to make a dagger. (Is noy much but it'll have ta-) "JESTER!" Jester's eyes shot wide in a look of suprise and he shot to his feet. "Jean?" He ran to the other side of the observation deck and saw her. He imediatly ran to her and held her close. "What are you doing here Jean?"
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Post by maya on Sept 9, 2008 8:23:26 GMT -5
Following Mike and Zach into the gunstore, Maya took a seat in one of the folding chairs Mike provided, staring blankly at the vast aray of weapons the brothers began to lay out. She tried to follow what Zach was explaining, but was utterly confused by all the jargon flying her way. She was grateful Mike interrupted him, pointing out her total lack of understanding on the subject. She nodded slowly as Zach anticipated her locking up her customers in the pub, but remained silent as Mike continued to speak, once again nodding her head in agreement as he spoke of getting a plan together.
As Mike began to speculate on the troubles that may face the small town, the enormity of the situation slowly began to dawn on her. She had switched off somewhat, not really allowing herself to process what was happening, but now her mind went into overdrive. Her eyes flitted around the room, pausing on each of the faces that surrounded her, panic and fear slowly building. She was surrounded by people she cared deeply for, it suddenly occured to her that she could loose anyone of them to this. Taking a long deep breath, she stared down at her hands resting in her lap. Keep it together Maya. You're not going to let that happen...
She wasn't even aware that Mike had stopped talking untill he spoke again, listing the weaponry that they would take onto the streets. She slowly raised her head, clearing her throat as she forced her unwanted emotions aside.
"I need to get back to the pub. You were right Zach, there are around 25 people in there including my staff. I need to find out what the authorities have planned and try to get those people out of there. It's an enclosed space, it won't belong before panic sets in, they need to be somewhere they feel safe.... I'm hoping that the police have provided some kind of protected transport, otherwise it will be extremely dangerous to cross the town with just the four of us to protect them." She sighed deeply, her eyes darting between the three men again, "Assuming of course, you are all prepared to help me..."
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Post by rulke on Sept 9, 2008 16:55:41 GMT -5
Deitrich made his way back to his hideout, it was time he got himself out of here. This City was doomed the last thing he wanted to do was be trapped here with those "creatures". He turned the street corner, that smell attacked him once more, in front of him were five of those strange creatures. This was going to be another long day he told himself. He tried to turn back towards a small alleyway behind him, he had no wish to fight these annoying pitiful things. As he went to walk off one of them turned and looked straight at him. Deitrich’s face dropped some more, now he had to fight. He stopped and withdrew his sword, it flashed in the afternoon sun. It made a rasping sound as it cleared its sheath. Deitrich walked calmly towards the creatures.
Deitrich broke into a run, his sword held back awaiting its first taste of blood. His first strike hit one of the beast’s necks it severed off its head. Using his forward momentum he aimed a low strike that took off the next creature’s legs. Green rotting liquid sprayed forth, the nausea was nearly unbearable. Another creature aimed a massive blow to the side of his head, he dodge smoothly under it bring his sword back up and into the creatures neck severing the spinal cord, his sword slipped straight back out dripping with rotting flesh. As he turned towards another of the walking corpses, a blow came from no were and sent him sprawling into a nearby wall, he crumpled. As he looked up he saw the past two of the things advancing on him. He stood up gingerly, a sharp pain blazed through his head. He felt a warm trickle of liquid make its way down his forehead. He was angry now, they had made him bleed. He uttered a guttural scream as he ran at them. Using all his momentum he swung his sword on to its head, the helmet reluctantly gave way and green ooze sprayed everywhere. He turned to his side to face the last of the beasts. He side stepped as it swung its arm in an arc towards his throat, and sent a repost neatly into the side of its neck once more severing its spinal cord. He stopped. His breathing was heavy and rugged, green oozed dripped off of his clothing forming into a puddle on the floor. He set off walking the afternoon sun making the smell worse, he needed to get out of here fast, and he headed towards the outskirts of town.
As he rounded the corner he bumped into a teenage boy. He sent the guy smashing into the pavement. He kept walking not taking any notice of the person, he was doomed anyway. At the end of the road he went to go towards the main road out of town, it was blocked. In front of him were hordes of those creatures, and some new stranger ones that seemed to be skeletons. What was going on here? Who are these things? All he knew was that he has to find a way past them. He headed down a small alley which bought him out onto another road, this one was blocked also. This was not good the only way now was back towards the centre of town. He was stuck.
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