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I'm gonna wait for a few other people to post before I do. In other words, over to you, FITZZ.

Race for the Museum Part ll...
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BIC:...

Jimmy began to think they had a clear shot all the way to the museum,he and Artemis had been running through the ruined city for almost ten minutes and so far had encountered no infected.

" Looks like our luck is holding out." Jimmy thought.

A Moment later he was knocked completely off his feet by a charging infected,the creature had been a bull of a man,larger even than the man called Ranger who they had left back on the roof.

Jimmy and the behemoth crashed to the tarmac,bright stars flashing before Jimmy's eyes on impact.." Sometimes they don't make any noise" Jimmy recalled Artemis saying earlier...this one hadn't...and now it had him.

Jimmy's machete had been knocked from his grip in the initial collision...now Jimmy did his best to simply keep the slavering monstrosity from biting into him...grasping it's thick throat with all his might he kicked out hard into the infecteds mid section knocking it back....not good enough...it was to strong.

" Artemis" Jimmy thought " Where is she."

Jimmy's hand fell to the grip of the sawed off .12 Gauge..." No choice" he thought pulling it free from the make shift holster and forcing the barrels against the creatures head.

" No!!" Artemis yelled " They'll hear us!!"

Jimmy squeezed one of the triggers and the weapon roared echoing down the city streets.

The Hulking infecteds head vaporized and it's massive form toppled off of Jimmy.

Jimmy gasped for air and struggled to regain his footing as Artemis rushed to his side.

" You fething idiot" she yelled " Firing that gun was like ringing the diner bell.."

Jimmy had enough..he viciously shoved Artemis to the ground and snatched his machete up from where it lay on the blacktop.

" I'm sick of your smart ass mouth." Jimmy yelled " I did what I had to do...that thing was going to fething kill me."

Artemis glared at Jimmy from where she had landed...her eyes blazing as she leapt to her feet.

Jimmy smiled at her..." You mad?...then fething kill me" he spat twirling the machete.

The screams of the infected drifted down the streets...they were coming.

Artemis shook her head..." C'mon...lets move before they're on top of us."

Jimmy nodded and again the two sprinted for the museum.

Up ahead was the Truck. A handful of jampots filled with petrol still lay where they had been dropped, and Ranger quickly snatched them up. Sergei meanwhile clambered into the back of the vehicle and snatched up the box. With a second glance, he also snatched up some binoculars that had been taped to the ceiling.

"Funny." Sergei didn't remember seeing them there before.

"Hey Ranger, any sign of Honby out there?"

In response, he heard a clink of a glass jar bouncing off the ground. Sergei froze, his entire body tensing.

"Ranger?"

Silence.

"gak man." Sergei pulled out his Python, and checked the bullets. 5 shots, 5 kills. Sergei stood, crouched in the back of the Truck for a whole minute, counting each second as they rolled by. Eventually, he risked poking his head out the back, and glancing around tentatively. Ranger had gone, as had most of the makeshift molotovs. No sign of a struggle though. Maybe the big guy had actually left him.

"This day just gets better and better."

Sorry for not posting for so long. I haven't read it through yet, but I presume my character is dead. That's good, I wasn't planning on picking it up. My RP inspiration has smewhat left me after what I've been through these few weeks. Again, sorry.

Nope not dead yet. Does this mean you are going to stop?

Yeah, sorry. I don't feel like rp -ing at the moment. You can kill sid in the most gruesome way you can think of .

Hmmm it seems we are going through players at a very fast rate.

only Cato, Kais, Fitzz, Ghosty, Dark, Nikev and chowder left....

@ FITZZ - you're on part 4 or 5 or something.. yet still only write part II .

Shame to lose you, Scrazz.

DarkVoid 40k wrote:@ FITZZ - you're on part 4 or 5 or something.. yet still only write part II .

Shame to lose you, Scrazz.

Different "parts" for different scenarios...but I see what you mean...

I'm gonna take 5 (x3). Then I'll return and consider hauling Jimmy's ass outta that big ol' world o' hurt he's in right now.

Not sure as to what to do next, Sergei began to move into the forest to his immediate left, following a hastily trampled track through the knee length grass. Whether this was an animal track, or the signs of a desperate pursuit through the forest, Sergei couldn’t tell, but he made sure his pistol was always in hand, and the fire axe resting on his shoulder. Occasionally the bushes ahead rustled, as if teasing him into firing, and giving his position away. But he kept his cool, and inched along the trail bit by bit, frequently stopping to listen for movement. An hour or so later, Sergei began to find his trail inclining upward steeply, and the leisurely walk soon changed to a desperate scramble up an almost vertical surface, his hands snatching at roots, at rocks and scrabbly moss, his fingers finding grip in the most unlikely of surfaces.

A scream echoed from directly above, and Sergei found himself watching as an infected charged down the slope straight at him. It’s run was short lived however, as the hill became a drop, and soon the enraged man was falling head over heels down the hill, striking against trees and boulders, and at each collision Sergei heard the cracking of ribs, or the sound of a tender steak being pummelled. By the time the infected man reached Sergei, his body was heavily mangled, and definitely not alive. The body dropped past harmlessly and down into the forest below. Exhaling deeply, as he had been holding his breath for the entire descent, Sergei began to climb again. The climb was laborious to say the least, but eventually, his hand gripped hold of the pinnacle of his climb; the grassy lip of the cliff face. Pulling himself up onto the Plateau, Sergei sat at the edge, breathing in a lungful of air. It was thinner up here, and from his vantage point, he could see from one end of the Island to the other, barring the mess of haphazard buildings that he recognised as a city. Sergei then looked around the rest of the Plateau he found himself upon. It was roughly 25 metres in diameter, and sitting on the top nestled between a pair of ancient wizened oaks, was a small corrugated iron shack, with a wind chime out front. Sergei was very wary of the building; it was heavily rusted, and it had a foreboding presence about it. It’s only window, at the side was boarded up, and the door was hanging off its hinges. From what he could determine, only one infected had been up here, but there could be many more in the small building. You just couldn’t tell.

Eventually, Sergei crossed the small distance to the door, and rang the wind chimes. The delicate clanging of metal tubes together provoked no infected from streaming from the Shack, so Sergei entered. Inside was a mess, it had obviously been the home of the infected for maybe a week, judging from the chaos within. Whatever had happened, someone had locked the crazed beast inside the shack, and had boarded up the windows. However, a home was a home, and Sergei was beginning to feel slight pangs of hunger. A quick rummage through the detritus on the floor found himself a can of baked beans, and a spoon. Using his fire axe, Sergei cleaved the can almost in twain, and began to scoop out the contents into a saucepan. The more Sergei moved around in the shack, the more he came to realise, that this was an ideal base of operations. It was a perfect sniper position, it had a working stove, a small bedset, and after a more calculated examination, enough provisions to last him a month. He just needed to get rid of all the smashed pottery, a splintered wood, and hundreds of pages torn from books. With nothing better to do, Sergei did just that, piling the deadly shrapnel into various buckets, and then placing them near the only climbable position on his own personal little mountain. If anyone were to come a climbing, he’d give them hell. With that done, Sergei ate his beans, and settled into preparing for the task of hunting a key.

OOC: Now, to find myself a sniper Rifle, and I'm all set to grow a beard and go mad!

ghosty wrote:OOC: Now, to find myself a sniper Rifle, and I'm all set to grow a beard and go mad!

Don't forget your underground bunker and a tape "How to laugh like a mad men" just to get some practice.

Well I thought substituting the bunker for the shack, and as for the laughter thing, I think it's subjective, isn't it? I mean, you don't see Deadpool cackling his face off as he mercilessly obliterates everything in his path, do you?

sillyboy, what're we all meant to do about getting guns around here anyways?


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DarkVoid Of 40k wrote:I'm gonna take 5 (x3). Then I'll return and consider hauling Jimmy's ass outta that big ol' world o' hurt he's in right now.

Jimmy and Artemis are making about Mach 3 for the museum...we should be inside admiring the Dinosaur bones by the time you get there.

FITZZ wrote:

DarkVoid Of 40k wrote:I'm gonna take 5 (x3). Then I'll return and consider hauling Jimmy's ass outta that big ol' world o' hurt he's in right now.

Jimmy and Artemis are making about Mach 3 for the museum...we should be inside admiring the Dinosaur bones by the time you get there.

Watch out for zombie roadblocks on the way.

Damnit, I really must go have my break. Stupid threads getting updated repeatedly..

Darkvoidof40k wrote:sillyboy, what're we all meant to do about getting guns around here anyways?


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The island has been "cleared" of most firearms...one may come across some ancient POS like I found or a pistol with very limited ammo like ghosty has....but for the most part..guns are going to be very hard to come by...doubt we'll be locating any "Shadow Fortress" on this Island.

indeed, but if you are a good boy, i might throw you a bone

@ghosty

Who?

FITZZ wrote:

Darkvoidof40k wrote:sillyboy, what're we all meant to do about getting guns around here anyways?


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The island has been "cleared" of most firearms...one may come across some ancient POS like I found or a pistol with very limited ammo like ghosty has....but for the most part..guns are going to be very hard to come by...doubt we'll be locating any "Shadow Fortress" on this Island.

-grin-

I know, but it's gonna happen sooner rather than later, I'm sure. But until then, my dudes will be just fine hacking away with swords.. and mysteriously turning into seven-foot-tall power-armored giants with chainswords and the same time..

Oh, he's some antihero from comics...

Race for the Museum Part lll...
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BIC:...

Jimmy pounded down the littered street,Artemis several yards ahead..the howls of the infected echoing everywhere...no way to tell exactly where they were...or from what direction they were coming..

" Move Jimmy Move!!" Artemis shouted over her shoulder as she hurdled the mangled remains of some poor woman that lay in her path.

Jimmy's chest burned as he struggled to keep up with Artemis,his ribs a symphony of agony from being smashed by the monstrous infected man earlier.

In the distance Jimmy could see the Museum " Just a little more.." He Told himself " Push it ..push it!!"

He saw Artemis freeze and draw her swords...

" Feth." he thought catching up to her " This can't be good."

Charging from the west were at least two dozen screaming infected..several blocks away..but closing fast..
directly ahead..a dozen blocking the entrance to the museum and charging straight for them.

" Now you can use your gun." Artemis said as she rushed the infected in front of her,decapitating two as her swords flashed.

Jimmy rushed behind her firing both barrels as he charged,the buckshot ripping through three infected sending them sprawling as he swung his machete at the skull of another.

" Run dammit Run!!" Artemis yelled impaling an infected as she slept over the roof of a burned out car.

" No time to reload " Jimmy thought Swinging the .12 Gauge like a club into the face of a grasping creature and driving his machete through it's chest.

Jimmy dodged another drooling crazy and sprinted for the museum entrance,Artemis already there attempting to open the door.

Jimmy quickly reloaded the .12 Gauge " C'mon...get that door open!" He shouted.

" I...I can't" Artemis said " My key is bent.."

Jimmy fired a single barrel at two rushing infected dropping both " What!!?" he bellowed.

" Keys bent!" Artemis yelled " Quick...to the side...up the fire escape."

" Feth me!!" Jimmy yelled rushing behind Artemis to the side of the building and diving onto the fire escape ladder..
Glancing down..Jimmy saw that the horde from the west had reached the bottom of the building...some thrashed mindlessly screaming up at Artemis and Jimmy as they climbed out of reach...but several begin to climb after them.

" Did you know they could climb!!" Jimmy yelled up to Artemis who had almost reached the top of the building.

" Some are smarter than others." she said " Move your ass." She disappeared over the edge of the building.

" No Gak!!" Jimmy yelled up after her as he sped up the ladder.

Wow that was an action packed rp. This was your best on yet.

sillyboy wrote:Wow that was an action packed rp. This was your best on yet.

Thanks bro...I'm hopping to add to the action once Artemis and Jimmy reach the rooftop...as well as when they enter the Museum.
Also..I'm knocking around some ideas about Artemis and her "relationship" to Fox along with her "Plans"...but nothing solid yet...plus..that's more your department than mine....poor Jimmy is just along for the ride at this point.

Race for the Museum Part lV...
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BIC:...

Throwing a leg over the lip of the building Jimmy landed with a bone jarring thud on the roof..
He quickly glanced around for Artemis seeing her working rapidly on a service entrance door.
" Is it locked?" Jimmy yelled over to Artemis.
The girl turned giving him a "How stupid are you." Look before returning to the door.
" B****" Jimmy mutterd returning his attention to the infected scaling the fire escape, a half dozen or more were clambering up the ladders frothing and howling as they came.
" Feth" Jimmy said " Not good." he quickly scanned the rooftop for signs of anything he could use to drop on them as they had done when atop the other building...but ultimately found nothing.
" Damn it!!" Jimmy shouted " They're coming up!!"
" So stop them." Artemis said flatly,focusing on the doors lock.
" Stop them.." Jimmy said shaking his head " What a fantastic idea...wish I'd thought of it." he said sarcastically
He drew the .12 Gauge and stared at it " No..better save ammo" he thought returning it to it's holster and drawing the Machete.
As the first infected peered over the lip of the building..Jimmy swung the blade with all his might taking the screaming creatures head from it;s body in a bloody fountain.
Jimmy peered over the edge watching the corpse plummet,striking another infected as it fell and knocking it screaming from the ladder as well.
Jimmy laughed to himself " No problem..just hack them as they reach the top...one at a time."
Jimmy's jubilance was quickly wiped away as the leering face of another Infected appeared across the rooftop...they were coming up both fire escapes.

" Damn it get that door open!!" Jimmy yelled as he charged across the rooftop towards the infected clambering over the side.
Jimmy smashed the creature in the face with his machete knocking it from the roof to plummet to the street bellow...he quickly glanced over the side...more were coming up here as well...

" Dammit...this is bad!!!" He shouted.

Race for the Museum Part V
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BIC:....

" Artemis!!" Jimmy shouted " Watch the other ladder...they're coming up both sides!!"
Artemis turned as an Infected climbed over the edge of the roof and stumbled towards her.." Damn!!" she yelled ducking and rolling under it's grasp drawing her sword as she did...with a single fluid upstroke she disemboweled the advancing creature and turned to the fire escape.
" Do something Jimmy!!" she yelled " I need to get that door open."
" Give me a second." Jimmy said studying the ladders support bolts..Jimmy drew his shotgun and using the grip hammered at one of the rusted bolts knocking it loose..an infected grabbed for his arm and almost knocked the shotgun from his grasp.
" Down boy." Jimmy said burying the machete into the creatures skull and watching it fall to the street,splattering across the hood of a destroyed car bellow.
Jimmy wrenched the end of the ladder loose and kicked at the remaining support with all his might.
The ladder gave way and toppled from the side of the building under the weight of the climbing infected and crashed to the ground .
Jimmy felt a sudden tug at his leg and saw that one infected had grasped onto his pants cuff..it glared up at him as it dangled five stories above the street...Jimmy tried to kick the creature loose...but felt himself being drug forward...he was going to go over the edge if he didn't get this thing of him..

" Fetch it" Jimmy said unfastening his pants and letting them rip from his body..he glanced over the building edge in time to see the infected hit the street...Jimmy's shredded pants gripped in one hand.

" Get over here!!" Artemis yelled..

Jimmy turned and racing across the roof in his boxers and boots shoved another howling creature from the rooftop.

Artemis stared at Jimmy for a moment and burst out laughing.

" ...Just get the damn door open" Jimmy said twirling his machete and moving to guard the fire escape.

A few moments latter...just as Jimmy hacked into the face of the last climbing infected ,he heard the door behind him swing open with a loud creek.

" Got It" Artemis called over her shoulder still giggling.

" Whoopie Gak." Jimmy said following Artemis into the upper hallways..." So...do they have..wax figures in this Museum?"

Artemis simply shook her head and laughed as she bolted the door behind them.

You fitzz.....are a delight

Glad your enjoying Jimmy's antics NiKev..I'm definitely having a lot of fun writing them.

hihihi.... lost his pants ,and yes.... Artemis secret.... i wonder what that would be...... -shifty eyes-

BIC:...

Jimmy followed Artemis down a long flight of stairs before reaching a service entrance.
Pressing her ear to the door,Artemis listened...sounded quiet on the other side,she slowly opened the door.
The service entrance gave way to a large hallway,various offices on either side,the Museums administrators and staff had obviously worked back here.
" So..why are we here?" Jimmy asked
" Well...first we'll find you a new wardrobe" Artemis laughed " I'm thinking something pioneer for you...perhaps a coonskin cap."
" You know...just because your a kid doesn't mean I won't punch you." Jimmy said with a jest.
" I'd advise against it...especially in your attire." Said Artemis opening the access door to the Museum itself.

Inside,it was silent...not a sound other than their breathing,Jimmy was reminded of the church he'd been in for Billy's funeral many years ago.

Suddenly the silence was shattered by a long warbling howl...across the museum two infected appeared,both dressed in the tattered and bloody uniforms of museum security...

Jimmy raised his crossbow and fired,the bolt striking the creature who had taken the lead in the face,the infected guard screamed and clawed at the arrow..but continued it's charge...the other was sprinting towards Artemis,who held her sword ready,a bored look on her face.

Jimmy fired a second bolt...this one taking the creature in the throat...it halted for a moment..a long gurgled howl emitting from it's destroyed windpipe,then staggered forth.

" Eh...feth this " Jimmy said drawing his machete and advancing on the infected as Artemis beheaded the raving creature who had reached her.

With a single swing,Jimmy buried the machetes blade deep into the infected guards head....it tumbled to the floor convulsing.

" Now." Artemis said " Lets go get you some pants."