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2011/01/17 16:27:20
Subject: Russians, zombies, large weapon caches - it can only be one thing..
Mace blinked his eyes in disbelief,it was Hog...by god and by damn it was Hog,Mace hadn't seen him in over a year...since that night at Phoenix's Mansion when all hell had broken loose and everyone had to make a run for it.
" Hog!!" Mace shouted with a smile " You old bastard...get your ass in here man!!"
Mace ran to open the fence as Hog climbed back into the car and drove it through the opening gates.
Inside the camp,the two bikers hugged and shoved each other.
"Damn it Bro!" Mace said " It's fething good to see your ugly ass."
Hog grinned and faked a punch at his long lost friend "Same to ya Mace!!"
Mace laughed " How the hell did you find us?...how'd you know we were here.?"
Hogs demeanour changed to one of grave seriousness " Heard you were here...and not in a good way either bro...I'll explain everything..but who's here...who's running this zoo."
Mace looked at his friend " Well...Halons in charge."
Hog frowned " Halon?....that dude from the Mansion that wasted Phoenix?"
Mace nodded
"What about our people." Hog said " Is One Eye here?"
Mace lowered his head " One Eye is gone...alot of our people are."
Hog looked at Mace " So who's ranking officer?...who's in charge of our people now??"
" Tombstone." Mace said " But he caught a few bullets...so he's down for now...Deadmans acting on Stones orders...keeping things rolling."
" Stone!!" Hog said " Damn it..I knew that son of a bitch would be here...can't nothing or no one stop old Tombstone."
Mace shook his head " Stone got lucky...some sick bastard named Patrick almost punched his ticket."
Hog froze " ...I've seen him...his men too."
" What!!?..Where!!?" Mace exclaimed.
" Go get everyone together." Hog said " I'll explain everything...but we gotta move fast...there's gonna be a world of hurt coming this way if I read things right."
" We'll all get together in Stones room" Mace said " C'mon let's go!"
The two bikers rushed off to gather their friends.
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
2011/01/17 16:36:37
Subject: Russians, zombies, large weapon caches - it can only be one thing..
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
2011/01/17 16:40:31
Subject: Russians, zombies, large weapon caches - it can only be one thing..
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
2011/01/17 16:49:26
Subject: Russians, zombies, large weapon caches - it can only be one thing..
"ok!" robbie said after they had cleared the field of anything undead. A light drizzling rain had started, Dietn hated the rain. If stuff got wet it took ages to dry.
"Everybody mount up, were heading towards some survivors at the logging camp. Wathever you do, be nice. Those people won't hesitate to kick your ass, if you cause trouble."
"What else is new?" Dietn said as everybody started to find a place on the vehicles.
Dietn,and fox sat down on the rear of the truck. Making themselves comfortable, it would take them an hour to get to the logging camp. Dietn pulled a raincoat out of his backpack.
He held it up high and fox crawled under it. There they sat in the truck in the drizzling rain together with falco, helena and Carter.
"Well isn't this nice" Carter said "Long time since i've been on a roadtrip" "And to make it even better." Dietn said "Let us have drink" He pulled the brandy out of his backpack.
"Ah, you sir just made my day." The truck roared to life as it started to follow the path to the logging camp, the flatbed close behind.
2011/01/17 16:52:38
Subject: Re:Russians, zombies, large weapon caches - it can only be one thing..
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
2011/01/17 16:59:37
Subject: Russians, zombies, large weapon caches - it can only be one thing..
The bikers had all assembled in Tombstones room.much to Dr.Buckley's protest.
Mace had jogged off to find Halon and eventually locate the man near the Cafeteria.
The biker looked at Halon,something had happened.." What's wrong boss?" Mace asked.
" Walkers." Halon said with a air of frustration in his voice.
" What?!..Where!?" Mace said looking about.
" In there." Halon said gesturing to the cafeteria.
Mace drew his pistol and turned towards the cafeteria doors,but Halon stopped him " I've taken care of them already" Halon said " But I'm worried there may be more soon."
"More?" Mace said " Inside?...How?"
Halon shook his head " The best I can figure is that when we got jumped by those walkers on the way here...some of our people got bit...and..didn't mention that they had been."
" Holy feth." Mace said.
" Holy Feth is an understatement Mace." Halon said " I'm hopping it was just the ones I found...or rather that found me...but...what if there are others."
" We'll have to check every one for bites" Mace said " that's all there is to it."
Halon sighed " Yeah...I guess we will" ne paused looking at the parked Station Wagon in the distance " Did we get some one new here?"
" That's what I came to get you for." Mace said " It's Hog...one of our boys...he just arrived...and apparently...he's discovered alot of interesting information...things you need to know."
" What sort of information?" Halon said
" I think you better let him tell it" Mace said " All the boys are in Tombstones room waiting on you."
" Well hell" Halon said " Let's get going."
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I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
2011/01/17 17:44:06
Subject: Russians, zombies, large weapon caches - it can only be one thing..
Halon entered Tombstones room with Mace following behind,he nodded at the group of bikers and glanced over at Hog recognizing him from that night at Phoenix's Mansion.
" Ok Hog." Tombstone said " Now that everyone's here you can begin."
Hog leaned back against the wall and rubbed his eyes " I'll skip the preliminaries...they don't matter...what matters is that I found myself at a fortified camp about an hour or so away from here...lot of well armed men...obviously military."
Halon interrupted " So...there's bound to be military outpost around."
Hog shot Halon a quick glance that said shut up and listen " It wasn't a typical base camp...and that's not the important part anyway...these soldiers...seemed real interested in this place..." Hog glanced at Halon " And my guess is because of you..."
" Me?" Halon said
" Yeah you" Hog said " The soldiers leader was Jennifer Phoenix...I'm sure you all remember her."
" Holy gak" Halon whispered.
" Mother fething hell" Tombstone echoed.
" Yeah." Hog nodded " Anyway...a small group of guys showed up...in a bullet riddled SUV."
Tombstones eyes fixed on Hog " What!!?"
"Yup" Hog nodded " Obviously they were the guys you all had your shoot out with" Hog continued " Guy named Theron gave up your posistion...numbers...everything."
" That lousy no good son of a .." Halon started.
Hog raised a hand and continued " You best believe...they're most likely headed here now...or soon will be."
" Mother fether" Tombstone said " They were at the fething Hotel..."
Halon nodded " So we know they're well armed and mobile."
Hog nodded " Yeah...they damn well are...better get ready for a major gak storm."
" What about the fethers who came in" Tombstone said " What condition were they in?"
" Their leader was in bad shape" Hog smiled " I'm guessing he was the guy that tagged you...well Stone...you jobbed him real good...he's carved up like a Christmas turkey."
" But he's alive.." Tombstone said mater of factly.
" Yeah...he's alive...they treated his wounds there" Hog replied.
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
2011/01/17 17:47:56
Subject: Re:Russians, zombies, large weapon caches - it can only be one thing..
"The way I see it, we either act now, or we lose the initiative and end up fighting here." Zero said, hitting his fist off of the table
"we'll have plenty of warning if they're coming here, Mack and Ranger should be in position any time now" Jennifer replied
"But that's not the point, we din't bring much anti-armour,we've only got 6 AT4s, they supposedly have TWO abrams, any support from the Station is going to be at least two hours away" Zero pointed out, motioning outside the window
"well, we're on our own then, but we may be able to even the odds a bit, Saber, how much can that bird of yours carry" Hardie asked
"9 tons inside, 6 1/2 outside, we won't be able to lift one of your APCs that's for sure" Saber replied, looking puzzled
"I might just have a plan, we'll need to work fast though" Hardie said "what about this....
OOC: theron, patrick and that guy whose name I don't want to look up wern't there, it was core staff + a couple others so no eavesdropping
2011/01/17 18:15:44
Subject: Russians, zombies, large weapon caches - it can only be one thing..
" I say we fething hit 'em now and hit 'em hard!" Deadman said " Hog knows where there base is...let's lock and load and move on them...hit those fethers before they catch us with our pants down."
Tombstone nodded,even in his debilitated state the urge to go to war was overwhelming...plus....he could finish Patrick off as he recuperated.
Halon raised his hand " Rushing off merry hell to engage them has it's drawbacks...we have children and non combatants here...we can't take them with us...and if we leave them...they'll be unprotected."
" feth...they can roll with us and hang back during the fighting." Deadman said.
"...And..if we fail...they get massacred." Halon replied.
" Gak man...they can die here just as easy if we stand around with our thumbs up our butts." Deadman shot back.
" We have something else to worry about." Tombstone added.
" What might that be?" asked Halon.
" The plane...that jet we saw." the biker said " If it's theirs...they can simply fly over and bomb the gak out of this place."
Halons eyes widened " Damn...your right."
" The foliage offers some cover" Ajax said from his wheelchair " But if they drop enough boom...they'll blast us off the face of the earth."
" So...we should just pull up stakes and haul ass." Halon said.
" You think they won't chase us ?" Tombstone said " No...we can't run...we have to face them...and take them out."
" Feth me." Halon said " What a fething mess."
" Yup." Tombstone said " Now...let's make a call...how are we going to handle this?"
OOC...
Ok that's all I'm going to RP until Halonachos can read and RP.
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
2011/01/17 19:56:39
Subject: Russians, zombies, large weapon caches - it can only be one thing..
Theron walked out of the room after he had given the locations away with a smirk on his face.
"fething inbred bikers" Theron muttered
He walked into the building where they were holding Patrick and Snyder, looking to see in what condition they were in.
He saw Snyder first, sitting on his bed.
"Feeling alright, mate?" Theron said, sitting next to his friend.
"My shoulders fine....I'm just worried about those bikers coming after us" Snyder said
"We are leaving as soon as Patrick can, I'm sure. He was operated on, so he will most likely confined to crutches if he wants to move around." Theron responded
"Mhm....feth man, we got ourselves in some gak" Snyder laughed
"He was a better choice than the bikers....Halon isn't in charge anymore. He is the Prime Minister hiring a mercenary army...that has never worked out in history." Theron assured him
"Yeah, yeah" Snyder said, smiling
"Come, lets go check on Patrick" Theron said, ushering him up
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ghosty wrote:You just made it sound like Halonachos is going to have to learn to read before he posts!
What is the purpose of this?
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2011/01/17 20:19:36
Subject: Russians, zombies, large weapon caches - it can only be one thing..
Robbie sat next to Yerith, who drove the truck. The started for the lumber camp, they just cleared a good portion of Pine Ville.Robbie looked out of the window, strangled in his thoughts. He remembered that peaceful place. He tried to picture it again.
Robbie dreamed away in his thoughts.
A peaceful place. A town with no name. No zombies. No trouble. Peace. He was lying in the grass running his fingers through it, staring up at the clouds above. He heard children playing near the playground. The laughter filled the air. He could hear the whistle of the wind blazing through the trees. The sun rose through the clouds, it was a good morning. The birds were whistling. his eyes were getting heavy it wouldn't be long until he fell asleep. It has been so long since he had slept well, his nightmares were haunting him lately. His eyes grew even heavier, heavier. Almost.
Robbie had his eyes closed, he could hear nothing at first. Then some muffled noises reached trough. He noticed the truck had stopped moving. He felt someone tug as his arm, another shaking him on the shoulder. Robbie opened his eyes, and with it his hearing came back.
"Robbie! Robbie wake up! WTF is happening with you?"
Robbie stared into the eyes of Yerith, the one who was shaking him so badly. The shaking stopped, but he still felt a hand on his arm.
Robbie realized he held one of his pistols against his ear.
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2011/01/17 20:24:14
Subject: Russians, zombies, large weapon caches - it can only be one thing..
Didn't see that one coming, it looks like this thread is turning into a soap.
Al we need now is a boy popping up out of nowhere, claiming to be tombstone's son.
Well....there is always David,the boy who arrived with Earl and his group.
Tombstone:.." David!! I am your Father."
David:..." That's not true!! That's imposible!!...My Mother hated motorcycles,she wouldn't even watch CHIP'S"
Tombstone:.." Search your feelings...you know this to be true...I met your Mom at a Lynard Skynard Concert...she was so drunk."
David:...." NOOOOOO!!!!"
Tombstone: ... (Lops Davids hand of with his Bowie knife and kicks the kid in the rear) .." Those are the breaks kid...now feth off and get me a beer!"
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I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.