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What about arming a certain person with something....

I dunno, a Sniper rifle?




IC: Sergei sat on the crest of the Plateau for several minutes, intently watching the movements of his quarry. It had to be him, it's the kind of sick fun that Fox would put in. Standing up and stretching, the agent headed back into his makeshift shack, and armed himself. His Python was tucked into his pocket, and his leave shroud was wrapped into a tight ball, and strapped to his back. He then slid the Fire-axe into a leather thong (Not that kind) on his back, and began his descent down the cliff side, which turned out to be uneventful. Upon reaching the forest floor, Sergei realised he'd lost his advantage. Apart from the distinct lack of Infected in the area, he'd also quickly lose his bearings on his quarry. Time to move fast, and catch up as quickly as he could.

Jogging through the vegetation, the russian quickly found his way into surroundings he was familiar with. The Truck still lay where it had stopped, alone and destitute, as ever.
Shrugging to himself, Sergei began to climb a tall oak in the nearby copse of trees, with plans of gaining his bearings.

BIC:...

Artemis was satisfied that the area was reasonably free of infected,she stood and walked to the iron door unbolting it..
A single infected stumbled in..
" Feth me!!" Jimmy shouted as the creature lunged for him.

Jimmy ducked under the infecteds grasp and drew his machete preparing to strike.

Suddenly Jimmy heard something cut past his head through the air and stared in disbelief as the creature toppled over ,an arrow buried in it's head..

Jimmy turned and stared at one of the "New" guys who was holding a crossbow in his hands.

" Nice shooting" Jimmy said with a nod before following Artemis up the exit stairs onto the street.

Soon the group was moving quickly through the ruins in the direction of the Hospital.

Jacob and Marcus looked bemusedly at the weapons arrayed before them. Jacob picked up a sword, unsheathed it, inspected its quality, then placed it at his side; sheathed. He also armed himself with a dagger, and a crossbow with its accompanying quiver filled with its compliment of arrows. Steel-tipped, not bad, he thought. Looking to his left, he noticed Marcus had armed himself similarly, and they turned at the sound of the door clunking open heavily. A single Infected stumbled in, groaning uncontrollably as it advanced upon the surprised man near the door, who exclaimed a vulgarity. Jacob whipped his crossbow up, loaded an arrow and fired, sending the steel-tipped problem solver straight between the Infected's eyes - in one end and out the other. It collapsed heavily to the floor.

The man thanked him. "Jacob Shad," Jacob said, extending a hand. The other man looked thoughtful momentarily, before clasping his hand and heartily shaking it. "Jimmy," he replied. Jacob nodded, removing his hand and indicating to his company, "that's Marcus."

The girl, Artemis as Jacob soon learned, interrupted them and made a job of emphasizing the importance of the task at hand, and that they should head for the hospital immediately with all haste.

"Of course," Jacob replied, "ladies first," he grinned. Artemis just gave him a look of what may have been contempt, before fearlessly taking point and setting a pace that was hard to match, but match it the others did. Before long, the hospital loomed ahead, and they prepared themselves for the unknown.




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Lets not give up now, eh?

@Sillyboy - did I neglect to mention pages 12-15 are also common death points for a roleplay?

What!!! I was not informed....RAEG

But i'm tinkering with a plan..... Stay tuned.

Sorry I haven't RPed. I've been bedridden with some superflu.

Chowderhead wrote:Sorry I haven't RPed. I've been bedridden with some superflu.

I've had a few months of poor health recently myself. Only recovered about two weeks ago. Hope you get better; I had some sort of "superflu" as well -[I smell conspiracy..].


Don't worry about not roleplaying - the fact that nobody has makes it okay somehow.

Wait.. -stops self from thinking-

"Phew, that was a close one! If I'd started thinking about things.. oh God, I don't want to think about that. Oh crap I just thought!" *mind explodes with simultaneous realisations of the futility of life and the fact that there are too many varieties of cheese out there*

..

Dark, don't make me laugh.

I'll vomit again

Hmmm...perhaps you've both been infected by the Reaper Virus...tell me do you feel an inordinate amount of hostility?...an urge to run howling down the street and attack anyone you encounter?..frothing at the mouth?...Frenzied uncontrollable behavior?...a desire to listen to Dimmu Borgir?

BIC:...

Atop the roof of the Hospital,a large man wearing a wolf mask crouched peering through the scope of a rifle ...his crosshairs resting on the head of the young girl leading the small group into the Hospital parking area.

Quietly,the wolf whispered into his two way radio,his finger resting lightly on the trigger of his weapon...his eyes never leaving his target.

" Watch to Command.." The wolf said " Have spotted targets...prepared to engage.."

The reply came quickly " Negative Watch...we want them inside the structure...where we're sure to get all of them...continue to monitor and radio when they've entered the building.."

" Roger command ...wilco and out." replied the wolf.

Through the Rifles scope,the man continued tracking the small group bellow,watching as they reached the Hospital entrance and slipped inside.

BIC:...

Below...in the deserted Hospital lobby,Artemis and the others carefully searched the immediate area...finding no signs of infected,they paused outside the Emergency ward.

" It appears clear" Artemis said " But stay ready for anything...I've hidden the files up on the third floor...elevators are off..so we'll have to take the stairwell...stay quiet and keep your eyes open."

The group of men nodded and follwed the girl to the stairway door.

Several floors above,the wolf from the roof joined his comrades..a group of nine men each wearing a wolf mask as well.

" They're inside Sir" He said addressing a man in a white wolf mask " The girl Artemis..Freeman..and three other men...they appear to be armed...but I saw no guns of any sort."

The White wolf nodded " Very well...fix supresores...we don't want to attract the attention of the Infected...we will split int two groups...hunt silently...and ...no prisoners."

The group of men nodded as the fixed silencers on their weapons.

Chowderhead wrote:Dark, don't make me laugh.

I'll vomit again

If that made you laugh then I'm a happy xenomorph. Um.. byped. Er.. advanced intelligence.. uh.. *calls in airstrike on the entirety of existance from heaven*

FITZZ wrote: Hmmm...perhaps you've both been infected by the Reaper Virus...tell me do you feel an inordinate amount of hostility?...an urge to run howling down the street and attack anyone you encounter?..frothing at the mouth?...Frenzied uncontrollable behavior?...a desire to listen to Dimmu Borgir?

FITZZy, FITZZy, FITZZ.. all that is normal in the behaviour of the developing genhanced initiates, my friend. All that, save for whatever that last one.. I have no [desire to have any] knowledge or understanding of what that is.

-leaves to blow more virtual heretics up-

"RETRIBUTION!"

It's my turn to complain.

SILLYBOY! GET DOWN 'ERE NOW AN' SAVE THIS 'ERE THREAD!

Hmm... yeah it seems the thead is grinding to a halt. Not much rp's going on for the moment....

I'm torn, should i continue or not.... If there's only three guys who want to rp further..... Ach i don't know....

*Thinks*

DO IT.

WE WILL DRAG GHOSTY BACK HERE WHETHER HE LIKES IT OR NOT, AND HE WILL LIKE IT, WHETHER HE LIKES IT OR NOT. YES.

FITZZ WILL RETURN.

FOR THE EMPEROR.

*ahem*

CAPITALS FOR THE WIN.


No, I'm not that much of a prick to write an entire message in caps.

Yes, the roleplay is grinding to a halt, but it's your job to keep it going as GM.

Throw in some random stuff, kill the most inactive players (or, if leniancy mode is engaged, send 'em a warning PM ).

Hmmm... i thought Gm was more of an arbiter and occasional throwing in some rp's....

If i kiil the least active players... there would be like for players left..... A tad little don't you think.

Going to wait, for Fitzz and ghoty to respond, before deciding.

Don't wory guys...I haven't forgoten about this RP...I still have some ideas and will be RPing soon.

Frankly the problem clearly is the silly amount of other roleplays out there at the minute. "Roleplays" being threads of this sort of calibre, not the other kind, to put it politely.

'sides, this beauty of a creation of yours, sillyboy, deserves a good end, no? Free-up our characters to allow them to bring their plans of world domination to light.. uh. I mean.. do an event. PM me if you would like some help/advice dude.

Ok, will think of an awesome event of awesomenes that'll literaly awesome you away, awesome right.

I'm still in cept I ain't been doing much RP's which is seriously not good enough I need to sort out my priorities and give this beautiful thread the RP posts it needs-

*Takes a deep breath*

-and therefore hopefully I will get up a post pretty damn soon. Hopefully tomorrow.

Btw Catos is in, it is just that he is waiting for me to meet him in game.

*bump*

Plus, my character still isn't in the OP.

I FEEL UNLOVED! Wah.

BIC:

Artemis and the men rounded a corner,Artemis quickly motioning the group to stop.
At the far end of the hallway stood four men in wolf mask,each held a pistol in their grip...fortunately they had not seen the group turn the corner ,as they had been searching various rooms.

Artemis motioned to jimmy and the others to ready their bows as she drew her swords.

Tossing a soda bottle back down the hall they'd come up.Artemis drew the wolves into ambush..

OOC:..There ya go Darko

We got a dead thread here guys..

Yeah... sorry Sillyboy...

yeah, realised it too.........oh well, life goes on and stuff.

But this gave me an idea:

Wouldn't i be usefull to create a thread where we can discuss our next rp. Because the different rp are stealing thunder from each other.
Bloodmoon made stalemate go down....

Helpfull?

...Well Hell...I still had a lot of ideas for this RP and had attempted to set a situation that Darko could run with..

Hate to see this one die as I was enjoying the storyline.

It's possible someone could very begrudgingly take over as GM.. but that is unlikely and unwanted. Besides, most players have left.

The problem is, people open up TOO MANY ROLEPLAYS at the same damn time. People should check how many roleplays are there, and if there's lots, don't post yours - you'll take away members from other roleplays (provided yours is any good) and they won't be playing to a full capacity on yours or the other peoples.

It seems one is good, but two is already stretching it.

Darkvoidof40k wrote:It's possible someone could very begrudgingly take over as GM.. but that is unlikely and unwanted. Besides, most players have left.

The problem is, people open up TOO MANY ROLEPLAYS at the same damn time. People should check how many roleplays are there, and if there's lots, don't post yours - you'll take away members from other roleplays (provided yours is any good) and they won't be playing to a full capacity on yours or the other peoples.

Stabbing people helps.......

*Stabs NIkev*

"Ah, how I do so love to be helpful!"

I think this thread has migrated to Bloodmoon.

So when we die, we start RP'ing on here