Forum adverts like this one are shown to any user who is not logged in. Join us by filling out a tiny 3 field form and you will get your own, free, dakka user account which gives a good range of benefits to you: No adverts like this in the forums anymore. Times and dates in your local timezone. Full tracking of what you have read so you can skip to your first unread post, easily see what has changed since you last logged in, and easily see what is new at a glance. Email notifications for threads you want to watch closely. Being a part of the oldest wargaming community on the net. If you are already a member then feel free to login now.

Grinning as he entered the DIY shop, Bonzo sought out the power tool section straight away. He hefted a mighty chainsaw before him.... then discarded it, he tried a few more large chainsaws, realizing that he didn't like how heavy they where. He soon, however, found a pair of smaller chainsaws that suited him just fine.

Strapping a petrol container to his back, arming himself with the two chainsaws he turned to face Tom, "Where now? I'm fine as long as I getta kill some CRAZIES!" and doubled over giggling, quickly snapping himself up though, looking noticeably more serious and menacing, "No, I mean seriously lets go"

OOC - The chainsaws are something like this...http://www.northernlawnmower.com.au/images/core/chainsaw-big.jpg and the serious bit at the end was more to show the mood swings, not a sign of hostility ^^

Well, im sure he wont. i mean, he hasnt got some dumb ass pigeons has he?

“ give us a second, we need to re-equip ourselves…” Tom said, as he wandered through the isles in the shop. He was mighty tempted by a chainsaw, but, after looking around a bit more- there it is, he grinned. Chainsaws are all well and good, but NOTHING beats this. He pulled a hedge trimmer from the rack, and grabbed a battery charger. He then hefted a sledge hammer, and strapped it too his back. He then grabbed a decant spray paint mask, to remove the chance of getting any blood in his mouth. He wandered over to Keira and handed her one.

“Thanks honey. Now, what do you think of this?” She said, as she lifted a nail gun from the rack.

Tom grinned. “Have I ever told you how much I love ya?”

“Frequently.”

She smiled, and grabbed a pair of garden shears as well. Then, they turned, and walked out of the door behind Bonzo, ready to obliterate any zombie they came across.

“So, where we off to now?”


(OOC) Heres the stuff i got from the shop

Yay! We're at the same(ish) number of pages as the first RP and noones dead! Zombies for everyone!

You complete nutt! He's gonna throw evenets at everyone now XD

Oh crap... this is true, WE HAVE EVOKED THE WRATH OF THE GM! O_O

The crowd came to a standstill. Ashton turned of the engine to conserve their petrol he looked out of the window to see a man climb up on top of one of the hummers.
He had a megaphone in one hand and a pistol in the other. Brining the megaphone to his mouth he spoke into it.

"Citizens, This checkpoint is now closed. Please ruturn home and wait for rescue" he called

something came flying out of the crowd and stuck him. He almost fell back off the vehicle but regained his balance.

"Any attemp tto cross this checkpoint will be met with deadly force" he continued

the crowd surged forward as one, those at the front being gunned down before they had taken two steps. but their was two many of them, they overran the checkpoint and continued forward. Most people left the weapons on the bodys with only one or two taking them. the crowd continued with it's newfound strenght before a small horde of zombies came bursting out of an allyway. It was a massacare. the citizens armed with guns fired indiscriminaely into those in front before the zombies ripped them appart. Now sitting at the back of the crowd He started the car and spun it around heading back into the town.

"where are we going" Jennifer asked "why don't we go straight through them"

" the car may be bullet proof but the tyres can still get punctured" Ashton replied "We don't know if they put a spike strip down"


"oh, ok then " She replied slightly unsure of his plan.

they drove back into the town, hitting down small groups of zombies wandering the streets they headed towards the city center, intending to cut through the city and head out through the indistrial estates. the car skidded round a corner, swining onto the other side of the road, unfortunately a pair of Hummers were coming the other way they drove straight under then the lead hummer going Straight over the roof and landing belly up. Ashton Pulled the handbrake and skidded round just missing the other one. Tehy Sat waiting in the car not wanting to get out. Three soilders Crawled out from under the flipped car a medic in a Hazmat suit ran over and helped them up. The other Soilders piled out of there hummer And took up positions beside their doors, all pointing there guns at them.

"Get out of the Ve-hicle...Get out or we'll open fire!" one of them yelled

Quick we gotta run somewhere safe! before a zombie swarm spawns where we are!

Zombies.... in a DIY shop? O_o Silly, silly zombie, it's power drill juggling time!

I'll do my military thingy tomorrow hopefully - stupid history essay. So I would appreciate it if, as it would muck up my characters stuff a bit (I don't like posting in the past tense, it confuses and annoys everyone), that we keep it day 2 for atleast another day. Sorry if this inconveniences anyone, but I foresee a lot of RPing on day 2 anyways, so hopefully it won't be too much of a problem for you guys.

DAY TWO will be lasting a bit longer, so don't worry about that.

And I have a couple of events in mind for your DIY store weapons, don't worry! [bwahaha]

I'm probably going to be posting RANDOM ENCOUNTERS towards the end of DAY TWO to give everyone a chance to RP (and give me time to think of events).

OOC: I finished everything that Aleks was going to do on DAY TWO. My character is actually just waiting out right now hoping that something about the city being out of quarintine will pop up on the radio or TV so that he can head out to get to his wife and family.

***RANDOM ENCOUNTER!***

Aleks' radio crackled to life and a panicked voice filled the room. "Red Wolf, Red Wolf, do you read me? Over!"

Aleks rushed over to the CB but didn't immediately answer.

"Come in Red Wolf, please, god damn it, they're everywhere and we have children with us!" Mixed in with the voice was the low sound of moaning and the loud but muffled sound of gunfire and most heart wrenching of all the sound of children sobbing and crying.

Aleks activated his radio. "This is Red Wolf, do you need assistance? Over."

Static returned for a few seconds before the voice came back again - the same sounds still resonating in the background although if anything the moans were louder and the gunfire more constant. "Thank god someone is out there! We heard your signal but our transmitter was not strong enough to reach you until now - we're running from a large group of infected that followed us when we tried to get out of our town. We thought we would be safe when we got to the city but we heard on the radio there are infected there too.

We're heading towards your position from the north but is looking like we will be over-run before we get to you. Please, we need help!"

Aleks considered his options before making his reply...

PM on the way with some options as to how to play things. As usual, feel free to suggest your own way to deal with the situation. If you come up with a good one I will use that instead

I'm going to bed now, so I will hopefully finish off this encounter in the morning (assuming that I have a PM with how Cereal is going to play this encounter, which I am sure I shall ).

But don't think that me being asleep will mean that I'm not thinking of zombie related funicity (and I hope everyone is having fun, as that is the aim of the game)

SilverMK2 wrote:I'm going to bed now, so I will hopefully finish off this encounter in the morning (assuming that I have a PM with how Cereal is going to play this encounter, which I am sure I shall ).

But don't think that me being asleep will mean that I'm not thinking of zombie related funicity (and I hope everyone is having fun, as that is the aim of the game)

PM Sent.

Tombstone and Strawberry stepped into the computer room mere seconds before a series of explosions rocked the house,the concusion from the last blast knocking both men off their feet as Strawberrys front door exploded.
A young dancer named Razzle,who had arived moments before Tombstone,hoping for protection, was shreded by the flying wooden shrapnel,a large chunk of Strawberrys door ripped through her chest killing her instantly.
Tombstone lept from the floor,drawing both of his pistols,and aiming at the gapping hole where the door had been,he braced for an entrance from whoever had fired the round.
"Hey Stone!" Strawberry called from the next room " Not to be the bearer of bad news,but you bikes on fire"
"So's your girlfriend" Tombstone muttered back,realizing no "attack" was comming.

"Alright Berry" Tombstone said " Since you no longer have a door to lock,I suggest we haul ass outta here"
He entered the computer room, " You wouldn't happen to have any other form of transportation?" Tombstone said looking out the window at the piles of flaming wreckage that had not long ago been a pair of motorcycles.

" Car in the garage." Strawberry said as he quickly shoved boxes into a knapsack "And I suggest we haul ass now",he gestured toward his front yard,two crazies were coming slowly through the open fence.

"I got them" Tombstone said running out the room,he shouted back " Get whatever gak your getting and get your big rear in gear!"

Tombstone stepped into the blasted doorway,pistols raised, one of the "zombies?" Tombstone thought,was a young man,mid twentys,he had been ripped wide open,his intestines dragging behind him,Tombstone also noticed the man was missing his scalp.

" I think I met your son." Tombstone said to the shambleing corpse,he then blew his head off.

Behind "scalpless" was a young woman,surely no more than 20..."And won't be getting any older" Tombstone laughed,she was naked and had apperently been bitten over a dozen times,one breast was completely gone...so was half her face.

" I bet you were pretty hot...before you like, died and stuff" Tombstone said,mocking the faleseto tone of the average high school girl...he put a single round through her remaining eye.

Tombstone felt a hand grip his boot,he glanced down.

Razzle,the pretty little dancer who had come to Strawberry for protection and ended up blown to pieces was dragging her self towards Tombstone,one mangled hand clamping at his enginer boot.

"Well gak darling,I guess I missed you." Tombstone smiled and put a bullet through her face.

"Berry!" Tombstone yelled " I'm going with or with out you"

Strawberry ran into the room,a 12 gauge shotgun in one hand an aliminum baseball bat in the other,a backpack,looking like a bloated tick slung across the huge mans back...Tombstone smiled,he noted Berry also had two .44 magnums straped to his hips like some sort of old west gunfighter.

" You look ridiculous" Tombstone said grinning at the bouncer.

" Yeah" Srawberry agreed "But I'm gonna be the ridiculous mother fether whos still alive when all this gak is over"

The two men ran into Strawberrys garage,inside was a 1973 Chevet Chevelle,Tombstone noddedhis aproval.

"Let's ride Clyde" Berry said.

" If I'm Clyde" Tombstone said cocking an eyebrow " Then I guess your my big ugly Bonnie."
Strawberry shook his head,mumbled something about Tombstones mother and jumped into the drivers seat,a moment later Tombstone slid into the car and the powerful engine roared to life.

As they road along the city street,Tombstone couldn't belive what was taking place around him,buildings burned ,people were running every where,in some cases they had not been fast enough and Tombstone saw a teenaged boy being ripped appart buy several of these "zombies"

Tombstone pushed the dashboard lighter in.

"Don't smoke in my car" Strawberry said
Tombstone glared at Berry, " I'll set your fething car on fire big boy." he replied.

The lighter poped out and Tombstone pulled it free of it's housing,staring fixated on the brightly glowing coils inside.

He pushed the lighter against the back of his hand,there was a long hissing sound as his flesh seared.

" Jesus...what the feth man " Starwberry exclaimed

"Thought I might be dreaming" Tombstone said evenly,the expresion on his face never changed.

the big bouncer shook his head,the citys being torn apart by zombies,and I'm driving around aimlessly with this crazy bastard,he thought.

" Ok" tombstone said " First things first...who the feth just hit us back at your house?"

"Who knows man " Strawberry said " I don't see how it even matters...we need to get the hell out of Dodge."

" It matters" Tombstone barked "Because,if they are working for the person I was told to smoke...then they may be looking for us for round two."

"All the more reason to haul ass outta town." Strawberry said.

"Where's your laptop?" Tombstone asked

"My..what you gonna do man,play video games?" Strawberry replied

"No I'm going to shove it up your large rear end" Tombstone said.

" It's in the bag." Berry said,resigning himself to dealing with this crazy fether.

A moment latter Tombstone had Berrys laptop up and running.

"Password" he asked Strawberry

" Huh?" the bouncer replied
"What" Tombstone said with intended menace "is your password?"

"Oh" Strawberry laughed " It's Chocolate." he grinned at Tombstone who just stared back at the big man.

"Fething hell" Tombstone said " I don't know who I'm more concerned about being eaten by,these Zombies" he gestured out the window towards a walking corpse " Or you...you ...12 sandwich eating mother fether."

Strawberry drove through various backstreets,avoiding the National Guard...and most of the walking dead,although he did have to run one over one who stepped in front of the car,arms outstretched.

" Damnit" Strawberry thought " I laid out over a grand for that paint job."

Besides him,Tombstones fingers clicked rapidly over the keyboard,his grin widened at last and he turned to the big bouncer.

" Go up two more miles and then hang a left" he begin loading the magazines of his pistols with Hydroshock rounds,his eyes sparkeled with a merry light.

**RANDOM ENCOUNTER**

Aleks stood in thought. There was no way that he was going to let these people die, but there was also no way that he could go out there and help them fight off an unknown, but presumably large, number of zombies. One more gun would not make that much of a difference.

Making up his mind he triggered the radio: "Ok, I can't come to you, but you can come to me, your signal is strong so you are close. Listen to me very carefully and I will guide you in."

Aleks picked up the transmitter and ran through the basement tunnel to the tool shed as he directed the fleeing survivors. He unlocked the main door on the tool shed after making sure that there was nothing immediately threatening outside before returning to the main house and climbing upstairs with his rifle so he had a better view of his surroundings.

Over the next 20 minutes he called out directions to the survivors, guided them round where he thought they might have trouble and towards his house.Eventually the remaining survivors reached his property and he guided them through the defenses and towards the shed. A large group of ghouls followed them - there must have been over 100 of the shambling creatures. Luckily many of them got stuck on the improvised barricades and Aleks added his weight of fire to that of the survivors and kept them at bay while they reached the shed.

Aleks picked up his radio and gave his final command: "When you get here, and get through the tunnels, I want you to knock on the door 3 times and and say, 'We're here, they're not. Let us in, please.'. This would imply that you have closed the trapdoor and locked it from behind and then were able to make it safely over to the door. I want to help you guys but I cannot if you bring them directly to me. How many of you are there?"

The last of the survivors entered the shed and slammed the door shut. Aleks remained in place for a while longer as he picked off as many of the ghouls as he could that remained lodged or roaming free on his property before returning inside to check on the survivors.

He didn't have to wait long before there was a knock on the door leading to the basement...

Congratulations, you have completed this RANDOM ENCOUNTER. You now have 7 survivors in your party. They are all that remains of over 20 survivors it was possible to encounter.

There is now a large zombie presence in your area (about 200 ghouls plus about 50-60 already caught in your defenses or just outside them). In later hours the survivors may face their own loved ones as they reanimate.

For your further RP information:
+ They are from one of the small towns where the outbreak was first encountered and which are now totally destroyed.
+ Number of people 7.
+ "Leader" = Daniel (guy on the radio)
+ 2 children under 14 (14 (Jane) and 10 (Natalie) years old - both without parents)
+ 5 adults, Daniel, Josh, Kurt, James, Smithy
+ All adults carry guns but the party don't have anything else as they had to drop everything in order to outrun the ghouls and protect the children.
+ 2 of the adults and 1 of the children lost relatives in the final dash to your house (so mixed feelings about your "help").
+ Unknown if any are infected.

Edit: Feel free to RP whatever you want about the group, but please note I may RE them at a later date. If you want me to give more information on the group, let me know, otherwise knock yourself out on their background etc

Rest of Day One

When K arrived at the Maintainance Entrance, he found that it was wide open, which bothered K for a moment, as he had planned to make it look like it hadn't been touched. It also occured to him that someone might be using it.

However, at the moment, he could hear yelling coming from the Front Entrance, then gunfire, then the yelling stopped. So K quickly ran through the ME which lead to the garden at the back, where he saw the police surrounding the Hospital.

He hid in the garden until the Police were called over to the southern side of the building, where he ran as far as he could, into the first allyway he found, and travelled through more allyways on his way to the mall.

However, it was 7pm when he arrived at the mall, so it was closed.

Suddenly, there was a loud smash that came from inside the mall, and the doors burst open and 30 people ran out carrying whatever they could find. K knew that this meant the police were coming soon, so he had to leave.

He ran straight back into an allyway, and followed it for a block or two, where he came upto a motel, where he decided to rent a room for the night

OOC: I'll save this spot for tomorrow. I hope you have something EQUALLY delicious planned for me, Fitzz.

OOC: I'll have something up later. I'm really busy today and with it being 10AM and me having to go all over the place I probably won't get to anything until I'm guessing 3 or 4PM EST.

Don't worry about it, DAY TWO will probably run until tomorrow morning. I will decide this evening when I do a double check as to who has posted etc when I get home.

Though my wife has apparently gone home from work really sick today so I may not be on much this evening if I have to look after her, which may push back DAY THREE to tomorrow evening.

Bonzo cackled. “To the Mall!”

Tom looked at Keira and roiled his eyes. They then set off in the direction of the large mall that had recently been built. Maybe they could grab some gear on the way. They crossed the street and jogged down the path. A nearby shop window exploded outwards as a mass of wriggling bodies fell through it. A man was screaming repeatedly as four zombies ate him alive. Tom revved the hedge trimmer and stuck it into the nearest of the zombies mouth. The blade made a mess of the jaw, and with a slight nudge, carved through to the other side of the undead’s head, separating it with a wet thunk.

He glanced sideways and saw bonzo remove the heads of two of the others with a swift, and surprisingly agile spin on the spot. Keira dispatched the last one with a single shot from the nail gun; the nail passed straight through one side of the zombie’s cranium, and out the other. She bent down to help the victim, but he was already to far gone. She sighed.

“Pass me some morphine. Now.”

The man had begun to wail, his intestines were half chew and falling onto the street.

Tom grabbed a needle and passed it over. She plunged it straight into the mans forhead, and pressed the plunger. The mans screams immediately changed to a gurgle, before his eyes glazed over.

“He’ll still come back you know honey.”

“I know.” She fired a nail into the man’s skull.

They turned and carried on down the street, killing any zombie that got in his way. A ghoulish creature staggered out from behind a car. He was on fire, and the smell of cooked ham wafted over.
Tom wretched at the smell, and watched as Bonzo leapt forwards, swinging the chainsaws in a close arc. The zombie stayed upright for a few seconds before the top half fell clean off in a squirt of congealing blood.

“Huh.”

Jennifer Looked at ashton, He looked back at her They got out of the car, not wanting to lose their only method of transport they opened the doors and raised thier hands.

"get down on your knees, Hands on your heads" one of the soilders called over.

"sir, we don't have time for this why not shoot them now and be done with it" another trooper called out.

"I ain't lettin' no infected past me private, now go check for bites."

"sir, yes sir"

the trooper taking cover at the rear of the Hummer ran over towards them rolling up thier sleves and checking thier necks when he was satisfied their was nothing wrong he jogged back over to the vehicle

"nothing sir, they're clean"

"very well private, load the wounded into the back and lets get moving, decapitate the dead."

they began dragging the wounded soilders out of the flipped hummer and over to the other one, Jennifer and Ashton were still on the ground at this point one of the soilders still watching them. Another soilder produced a
sledgehammer out of the trunk and went back to the dead driver he pulled him out so he could see the head, then brought the sledgehammer down on his face. Jennifer winced as she watched a light splatering of blood hit him in the
face.


"WHAT THE FRACK WAS THAT FOR!" screamed jennifer calling for the office

"stops infection" called back the office "this virus is like something out of a horror movie, it bring dead people back to life, I suggest you get out the city though, you seen Independence day, where they blow up the city, well the flyboys gonna make that look like a party poper"

The hummer drove away, heading south along the main road.

Jennifer picked herself off the ground and headed over towards the flipped hummer, she opened one of the doors and looked inside, trying to see what see could loot. the inside was a mess, spent cases lay all over what was the ceiling and storage containers were scatterd everywhere. she managed to find some Items of value and took the radio from the dashboard, just in case.

[OOC: she found an M4 to replace her AR15, a CB radio, Some ration packs, A first aid kit, water, a torch, some M4 ammo and three hand grenades]

"lets get out of here, follow the soilders, they must have some sort of safe place" she said as she climbed back into the cab, Ashton looking around before joining her in the cab. she hoisted the CB radio ono the dash and turned it on a small stip of tape was stuck on the front reading "hitman two", that must of been the callsign of the Hummer, it would do for now.

Jennifer decided to use this callsign, "this is Hitman two, anyone, come in over"

Bonzo made his way with the party to the mall, brutally killing any zombie that came in his path with his new found best friend. He remembered his cricket bat with a sad longing... he missed it..... then he looked at his two new pals, they where much, much better.... and choppier!

After a journey of cleaving, cloving and cleaning they got to the mall, by which time Bonzo had managed to get his new clothes suitably bloodstained and filthy.

When they arrived he headed straight for a liquor shop.... it'd been hours since he'd had a drink and he'd built up a raging thirst on his journey.

DAY TWO Continuation.

"Alright we're going upstairs. And I need everyone to listen to me."

Smithy pipes up, "Who made you leader here? I lost my wife out there because of you. Why should we trust you?"

"If you don't want my help, there is a rope ladder going off the balcony, understand?"

Smithy grumbles a bit and goes and sits down.

"Daniel come downstairs with me will you? We need to figure out what to do from here."

Aleks begins to walk downstairs and Daniel follows. He leads Daniel to to the kitchen.

"I have a couple of questions for you Daniel. Is anyone injured, if so how and by what? Did you close the trapdoor on the way into the tunnels? You had a radio earlier, was it in a truck and if so why did you abandon the truck?"

"Not so fast man we just got in a couple of seconds ago. I don't think anyone is injured. Natalie was walking with a li--"

"Which one is natalie?"

"The little girl, she lost her father back there."

"I'm sorry to hear that but I need to know why she is limping, from what I've heard if you get bitten you become one so I don't want to chance it."

"You would kill a 10 year old girl?"

"No. I would kill one of those things that was a 10 year old girl."

There is an abrupt silence for about 15 seconds as the two men sit in silence Aleks looks at Daniel who then snaps his head up.

"What was your next question?"

"Did you close the trap door?"

"I'm pretty sure, we were in a hurry but I definately closed the door to the shed."

"Alright before we get to the next question we're going to go find out, okay?"

Daniel stands up rapidly, "Really?!" He exclaimed, "Why would we do that right now! We have bigger problems, we lost 13 people coming here a--"

they could both hear the scratching and out side the window by the breakfast table there was a man covered in tattered clothing clawing at the window. Almost in the same manner as the little girl was only hours earlier. The glass now had blood covered finger prints all over it as this creatuer was trying to get in.

"Shhhhhh. He knows we're in here, he can hear us. I'm going to go upstairs and shoot him. I need you to make sure he doesn't get through the window. Tat doesn't mean to shoot him right now, the glass is still a barrier no matter how fragile, understand."

Daniel nods and stands quietly waiting as Aleks disappears from sight and he hears some footsteps above him then a gunshot. The man outside the window slumps in an awkward position as the blood runs down the window. A minute or so later, Aleks walks back downstairs.

"So where were we, ahhh yes, we were going downstairs to see if the trapdoor was closed."

Aleks trots down the stairs to the basemement then turns and looks at Daniel

"Do you have a weapon that can be used with me and you standing beside each other?"

Daniel nods and points at the machete hanging from his waist.

"Okay, good." Aleks walks over and grabs a hand axe that is used for chopping up firewood and carefully approached the door to the tunnel. He can't hear anything from the other side, no scratching or clawing at the door. No shuffling of footsteps. He slowly removes the bar from infront of the door and opens it using the door as a shield. Infront of them is the empty tunnel with nothing but foot prints throughout it. As Aleks begins down the tunnel he can hear about 10 foot above the sound movement. As they close on the end of the tunnel the trapdoor is closed but left unlocked. Aleks goes and locks the door and heads back down the tunnel.

"All right, we are good from that front. Lets go back upstairs and figure out what we need to do."


Aleks and Daniel go back upstairs and sit back down.

"So what kind of radio did you pick me up on? Was it in a truck? If you have a truck or a vehicle we can work on getting to it and get out of here soon."

[OOC:] Ok, I'm physically drained right now and I don't think I can actually go much further right now. I just can't think straight. I'll keep it going later.

Found something and figured I would share it with you guys:
http://theoatmeal.com/comics/zombie_how

NSFW due to language. It's not a video.

The Chevy Chevelle roared up the street,Strawberry swirved in and out of walking corpses bent on attacking the car like an olympic skier on a gold medal run.

"Stone!" Strawberry said with a hint of frustration in his voice " This is fething crazy man...we need to just get the feth outta town before we end up a buffet for these nasty mother fethers."

A zombie, who had been burned to a crisp, threw itself into the oncoming car,landing on the hood and clawing eagerly at the window.

" Get offa my car ya fething pusbag!!" Strawberry bellowed.

Tombstone turned and looked at the big bouncer,he rolled down the pasenger window and leaned his upper body out,tilting towards the hood of the car.

" Stone!..Stone! you insane feth..get back in the car!" Strawberry yelled.

" What's up crispy?" Tombstone said to the zombie,smilling pleasently " Can we drop you somewhere?"

The zombie turned towards Tombstone,a low guteral moan escaping from it's throat.

" Oh.." Tombstone said tilting his head " This is your stop?",he aimed the 9mm pistol at the zombies face and fired,the hollow point round blowing the back of the corpses head off and sending it flipping from the hood of the car and crashing onto the street.

Tombstone slid back through the window,glanced at Strawberry and grined an evil grin.

" Stone. Really man...we need to get out of here." Strawberry sighed "If we stay in this town...were dead men"

"Then we'll fit right in" Tombstone said with a laugh.

Before Strawberry could continue apealing to Tombstones sense of survival,the Chevy was cut off by a truck,or perhaps it was a car...Strawberry couldn't tell,he only knew the damn thing looked like it belonged in a fething Mad Max movie.

"Mother Fether!!" Strawberry exclaimed locking up the brakes and screeching to a hault.

The "Tank" in front of them paused for a moment and then sped away.

Tombstones eyes narrowed,his evil grim vanished.

" Change of plans Berry Berry" Tombstone said quietly " Follow them."

" Follow..What!..That thing!" Strawberry said in disbilief "...Have you complettely lost your mind".

He turned and looked at Tombstone,Tombstone looked back at the big bouncer...Strawberry followed the Tank.

Tombstone had only caught a quick glimpse of the young woman in the cab of the vehicle,but it was more than enough for him to recognize her as the daughter of one of the most powerful crime lords in this area.

" I want you to close the distance between us" he barked commands at Strawberry rapidly..."When we're close enough...ram them."

Strawberry stared at Tombstone shocked,he spoke

"Stone.if we ram that thing it'll tear us apart."

Tombstone looked at the big bouncer " We arn't trying to run it off the road" he said " We just wan't to get their attention...and get them to stop".

"I don't want their fething attention Stone" Starwberry said in a low voice.

Tombstone continued as if the big man had not spoken

"If they come out shooting" Tombstone said glaring forward " We don't shoot the woman...kill the rest if you have too,but ..." He turned to Strawberry " Not a scratch on the woman."

Strawberry noded,he knew better than to argue with this man,he gunned the big car up to 50 closing the distance between The car and that "tank"..

In the seat next to him,Tombstone was grining his evil grin....

Patrick swerved after getting off the street of the house he had shot at, throwing the car and stopping it at the side of the intersection.

He saw a fething beefed up car, you could almost call it a tank, fly past him.

He opened the glove box, and he took out an emergency pack of 12 grenades.

"Delicious..." Patrick said

He reloaded the G-L, and saw a gakky car go past him, and turned in the same direction as the "tank". It sped up rapidly.

"Not on my watch, biker bastards" Patrick said, assuming that the car was the bikers who had fled the house after he blew it to hell. He is probably wrong, but Jewman isn't in the correct state of mind right now.

He revved the car to 65 MPH, going after the gakky car and the "tank", he took a grenade in his hand, and rolled down the window on the right side of his car.

He was approaching the gakky car, but changed his mind at the last second.

He continued going, he was struggling to keep up with the "tank", but he was gradually catching up to the monster of a car.

Finally, he approached the back end of the "tank", waving to the passengers in the gakky car. No doubt about it, they looked like all that a biker COULD look like. No doubt part of the Satans gang he had heard of.

He was adjacent to the "tank" of a car. A woman was in the car, who he believed he recognized, somehow.

"Hey, missy" he yelled

She flicked him off

"AHAHAHA!" Patrick cackled in a high-pitched voice

"Art....is an EXPLOSION!" Patrick screamed as he took up his Grenade Launcher and fired it through the back window of the "tank", it landing firmly under the seats

Patrick slammed the breaks, and watched his "Art"

Tombstone watched in amazement as a car barreled past their own,the driver glancing back at the two men with a look of mixed contempt and insanity.

Tombstone noticed the driver was armed with a grenade launcher.

" I think we may have found our friend,y'know...the one who blasted our bikes...and your house,oh...and your girlfriend" Tombstone said with a smile.

Strawberry slowed a bit.

"Berry" Tombstone said evenly "If you take your foot off that gas pedal...I'll take your foot off your body.

The Chevelle sped up to 65.

" Stone!" Strawberry yelled " What's that fether doing?"

Tombstone watched the man in the other car lean over and fire his grenade launcher at the armoured car carrying the woman...the projectile smashing through the rear window.

" Mother Feth" Tombstone hissed," Catch up Strawberry,and do it fast!"

Strawberry floored the gas pedal and roared forward.

**********************************************

OOC:... Some pretty exciting stuff there.

I would suggest Karon and I refrain from any more post until Silver can read these and perhaps create an encouter/event post of sorts. just my opinion.

@ Ninja.

I'd jump out of your truck if I were you.

Also,I most likely will not be able to post again until 7P.M EST U.S time,,,I'd love to be around to post before any major fireworks go off in this particular encounter...if that's posiable.

OOC: I concur, FItzz.