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OOC: If it gets amputated can we surgically attach a chainsaw to the stump?

OOC: @ Halonachos

The funny thing is,at work today,when I should have been working,I actually thought that " Poor Ashton..I bet we end up cutting his arm off,we should try to attach a Chainsaw ala Bruce Camblle "

...Curse the Lag...

I see that we have the same tastes in cinema. For that we are now the bestest of friends. J/K all of my friends have to file paperwork first.

halonachos wrote:I see that we have the same tastes in cinema. For that we are now the bestest of friends. J/K all of my friends have to file paperwork first.

Indeed it seems we do , I'll fill out the appropriate paperwork for friendship approval once I'm certian you have viewed Bubba Hoe Tep at least twice.

Jennifer watched as the others made preparations around Ashton.
She cared a great deal for this man and didn't wish to see him in such pain.

" I'm glad that fether who did this is dead" She thought " I wish he'd suffered more...the bastard"

She looked at Tombstone," As soon as they are done with Ashton" she thought " You and I are going to have a long conversation about my Father."...

OOC: Right. I'll write it up, but i have to have a shower, eat breakfast and get ready for sixth form first. I go in at 10. For 1 lesson, then i got home again. *universal shrug*

I'll probably have time.

And thanks, i doooo like to rp operations.

“Right. This is a really bad break. If you feel here” she took Daisies hand and placed it on Ashton’s forearm. “See? The arm isn’t s’posed to be like that at all. If we lift it up, you can see it curves slightly, instead of being straight. Now, we have two options. We can either take his arm off at the elbow. This will not be pretty, and he will wake up. Now the problem with this, is he will start thrashing around like f*ck, and unlike Bonzo, his injury will be difficult to hold down, and he might cause further injury to himself. Second option is to dissect his arm, and try and put it back together, but to do that, we’d need to head back to the hospitals…” Keira sighed. This break was bad, and she could already see how the conversation was going to go.
“We can’t go back out to the city. It’s too dangerous. We’ll amputate as you said, but this has to go fast, we can’t risk him getting worse off.” Said Jennifer.
Keira nodded.
“Ok, I need….” She thought for a second, silently going through all the options in her head.
“Ok, Soldier, go get some petrol from the garage, and while your at it, a saw. Daisy? Go grab the sharpest knife you can find, and any spirits. Jennifer, get as many towels as possible. Bikerboy, come here, I need a chat.” Keira motioned to the other side of the room.
As the others scurried off to grab equipment, Tombstone wandered over.
“Listen up. Daisy is doing ok, but I can tell this won’t go well, so I’ll need you to get her out of here when it starts to get bad. But do it fast, as Ashton will need to be kept held down. Ok?” Keira turned, and jogged over to Bonzo’s sleeping body. She carefully pulled him back onto the sofa, and checked the stitching. They were holding.
“Thanks in advance.” Keira muttered, as she carefully took one of his chainsaws. She took it to the kitchen, and began to thoroughly clean it. Tom smiled weakly as she passed.
“Hey baby. How’s it going?” Tom groaned.
Keira looked around. Noone was in the room. Obviously the kids and Halon had gone to watch the show.
“Im way out of my depth honey, im about to start an amputation. What do I do?!” She moaned, as she held him tight.
Tom grimaced. “Amputations were my speciality…”
Keira smiled weakly, and then took the saw to the chair, In a sudden display of violence. The chair was apart before anyone had even entered the room.
Tom rubbed his wrists.
“Ok, I’ll need fresh clothes, and a dewrag to cover my mouth.” He said, suddenly professional. The glint in his eyes that Keira hadn’t seen for a long time was back again. He turned and began to wash his hands thoroughly in the sink. Halon wandered in and froze.
“Whoa, wait, wait, its ok…” Keira started, but Halon was already gone, running to find help.
“Oh crap.” Tom muttered, before he dried his hands. He quickly changed and jogged into the living room where Ashton lay. Jennifer hit him with a metal pipe.
“OW Sonofab*tch!” he roared, staggering away, blood streaming from a cut above his eyebrow.
Shadow, Tombstone and Halon barrelled into the room, guns raised. Tom slowly raised his hands, and put them on his head.
“Listen please. I was a surgeon, a good one too. I clocked more hours in surgery than most of my piers in the first week. Calm down, im here to help.”
The guns didn’t lower.
“Look, Keira doesn’t have much hands on experience with this, and I do. Stop being illogical, and get the damn supplies ready” Tom barked.
Tombstone did lower his pistol, and threw under arm a couple of towels.
“Ok, now we’re getting somewhere, I need Ashton moved onto the Kitchen table, and have towels placed over it before he’s put onto said table. Ok? And these towels” he said as he indicated to some extra fluffy camouflage print towels “These will be used to stem the bleeding. Right, then get the Petrol, and put it in a bucket under the table. Don’t just stand there, Go go go!”
People began to oblige, and soon the operating theatre was ready. Tom silently took the sharp knife from Daisys grip, and motioned her over.
“Ok, quick Operating 101. When in make the first incisions, I need you to hold the muscle flaps out of the way. Your gonna get blood on you. A lot. But I need you to be brave, ok?” He smiled without waiting for a reply.
“Right Keira, I need you to hold the artery closed. Its gonna be pumping hard and fast, but if you stem it, it’ll give me room to see. You know what to do Honey.” He grinned sheepishly, before he turned to Jennifer, who he noted was still holding the pipe.
“Put that down, and help me, ok? Listen, I need you to pass me the instruments when asked for them. I need you to be fast, otherwise your friend might bleed out. Thanks.”

Tom flexed his arms, picked up the knife in one hand, and a bottle of…Tikela? In the other.
“Was this the best spirits you could find? Ahh well, It’ll do.”
“Commencing in- Biker, Soldier, grab his legs and hold his shoulders firm, or he’ll jump off the table. Ok, we ready properly? Commencing Incision now.”
The knife sliced into the muscle, and Ashton screamed. Tom sawed in again, and blood fountained upwards. Keiras hands were in, closing the artery before the blood hit the ceiling. Another motioned across, and he felt the blade hit the bone. Daisys hands plunged in, and grabbed the mans considerable forearm muscle and held it out of the way.
Ashton was thrashing on the table, but so far His makeshift bonds were keeping him still.
“Saw…. Wait, wheres the saw?!” Tom roared, looking accusisingly at Shadow, who flinched.
“No….Time, you…..escaped…”He growled through gritted teeth, his muscles bulging under the strain of holding a pair of strong legs in place.
“Sh*t! Ahhh Sh*t. Ok, Chainsaw.”
Everyone stopped moving.
“Now!” Tom screamed.
Jennifer gingerly passed the gas powered machine over to him, and Tom Revved it experimentally a couple of times.
“F*ck me, this is gonna hurt a lot.”
He lowered the saw to the bone.
A horrible screeching noise erupted from where bone touched blade, and a horrible smell of burning wafted up. Ashton’s eyes rolled and he moaned.
The saw got through in seconds, but it felt like hours. Tom dropped the saw, and grabbed up the knife again. He sliced three times more, and the arm was loose. Blood fountained upwards, and Keira desperately tried to hold the arteries shut. Tom brushed the arm off the table, and splashed the wound with Spirit.
It stung

Ashton Screamed incoherently.

“Petrol Bucket. Now. And someone get the Hippy out of here now!” Keira cried.
Halon grabbed her and escorted her from the room.
“Ok, Im going to splash the wound with this, and set it on fire. It’ll cauterise it. Think its best if you leave too.” He motioned to Jennifer.
“No, im staying.”
Tom sighed. “Okay.”
He splashed the bloody incision with petrol, and then threw a lit match at it. The stump burst into blue flames, and Ashton screamed louder than before. He bit hard into the piece of cloth rammed into his mouth. The room filled with acrid smoke, and it stank of well done steak. It was a choking cloying scent that made everyone feel sick. The blaze was put out a couple of seconds later, and Tom began to bandage up the injury.
“Good work. He might survive if an infection doesn’t take hold. Now, im going to wash my hands, and then find a place to get chained too. Ok?”

Shadow and Tombstone let go, before escorting Tom out of the room.
Ashton sat up and clutched at his stump, howling in pain…

Whoops forgot about spaces.

Tombstone and Shadow walked with Tom back into the kitchen/dinning area.

"Have a seat" Tombstone said to Tom gesturing to a heavy high backed chair.

Tom sighed and sat down " Yes,I suppose it's time for me to be bound up again..isn't it?"

Tombstone stared at Tom and spoke " What you've done for Ashton,that took alot of guts...so did pointing that gun at me outside" the biker grinned " but we can't afford to risk letting you just run around in here..."

Tom waved the biker silent " I wanted to avoid a blood bath out there..doesn't look like I was all that successful...at least I tried."Tom continued " ..as far as running around in here...I'm not up for much..running at the moment...do what you have to do."

Shadow and Tombstone cuffed Tom to the chair,but left one hand free.

Shadow looked at Tom and spoke " It's for the best man,do you really want to hurt anyone when ....if you...change?"

Tom looked over at Keria who was watching intently " No" he said " it seems hurting people is the domain of yourself and your biker friend".

Shadow and Tombstone just stared at the man,finally Tombstone walked over to the refrigerator and removed a beer,he opened it and handed it to Tom along with a few pain killers.

"Here" Tombstone said " they might help"

Tom said nothing, but nodded and swallowed the pills with a swig of beer.

Shadow looked at Tombstone "I'll go check on Ashton"

Tombstone nodded and Shadow left the kitchen,passing Keria who eyed him coldly.

" I've seen you before" Tom said to Tombstone " The night before everything went crazy...you were leaving that club..Slip-N-Slide,had some tart on the back of your big old bike."

Tombstone gaped at the man,before he could say anything Tom continued.

" In the alleyway,the alleyway I saw you and another man enter...but..I only saw you exit...I looked in that alley...saw allot of blood...but no sign of the fellow you followed in there.

Tombstone nodded " You talked to the bouncer..a big guy named Strawberry..asked him a bunch of questions about the alley having a back exit?"

Tom nodded "I'm guessing you did away with the other fellow...maybe dumped him in that big trash bin."

Tombstone said nothing,Keria watched the conversation nervously,knowing at any moment the big biker could just shoot Tom in his helpless condition.

" The Bouncers name was Strawberry..he was..my friend" Tombstone said " That fether you tried to protect outside killed him...blew him up " The biker continued "The man you saw me follow...your right..I iced him..he..had done alot of fethed up gak...he deserved it."

" I'm certian you've also done a lot of fethed up gak as you say,perhaps you'll deserve it when your time comes as well."Tom said to Tombstone with a slight smile.
" As for your friend..I'm sorry to hear he died...but...killing that other man...Patrick was it..it didn't bring him back...now did it?"

Tombstone said nothing,he simply stared at Tom,Keria walked over and spoke " Hun..get some rest" she said "leave this ...fellow alone for now"

Tom nodded and Keria kneeled down besides him,holding his hand.

Tombstone exited the kitchen,he leaned against the outer wall and pulled the flask from his jacket,emptying the whiskey down his throat.

Jennifer tugged at his sleeve..

"It's time for some answers." she said looking up at the biker....

Tombstone eyed Jennifer and nodded " Give me a few minutes Princess"

" No" Jennifer said almost hissing " Feth your few minutes...I want to know what you know about my Father...and I fething want to know NOW!"

Tombstone glared at the woman "I said" the biker growled lowly " Give me a fething minute."

" One minute" Jennifer said,almost in a rage,she stormed off towards the kitchen.

Tombstone walked over to Shadows liquor cabinet,picked up a bottle of whiskey and refilled his flask.

Daisy was looking at him with obvious concern.

Tombstone walked over to her .

Daisy spoke " Are you..ok?"

Tombstone smiled,a small tight smile " I dunno" he said " ask me again in a few minutes".

Daisy looked over to where Jennifer stood in the kitchen doorway glaring impatiently. " What's her problem?" she said.

" She misses her Daddy" Tombstone said with a grin " I need to talk with her"

Daisy nodded and hugged the biker,kissing him lightly on his scared cheek.

Tombstone held her for a moment and spoke," I'll be back in a few".

He headed for the kitchen,and Jennifer.

A few moments later,seated at the end of the large dinning table,Tombstone explained to Jennifer how it was he knew of her Father.

" Your Fathers name is Adam Phoenix" Tombstone began " Mr. Phoenix was perhaps the largest supplier of heroin and cocaine in this city...he also commanded a small army"

Jennifer stared at the biker,her Fathers "business" wasn't widely known...to the general public he was simply a "very rich and powerful businessman".

the biker continued " 5 years ago Phoenix was ambushed by a group of gunmen...shot down outside of a restaurant".

Jennifer nodded.

" Except...there was no assassination...Phoenix staged the whole thing....the "gunmen" used blanks...the coroner and police...hell even the newsmen who covered his death were all paid off."

Tombstone looked at Jennifers disbelieving face and continued " He concocted this elaborate plan because he had discovered his partner...a man I know you know..a Mr. Drake was planning to eliminate him..and you...in order to take complete control over both cities".

Jennifer stammered " I've known Mr.Drake my whole life..his daughter Naomi is one of my close friends".

Tombstone Nodded " She wasn't aware of her Fathers plans...and after your father "died",Drake chose to let you live..I suspect he felt your death would bring to much attention ..police attention that is...to the whole operation..so he kept tabs on you through his daughter."

" So where is my Father?" Jennifer said.

" Under Satans Servents protection" Tombstone smiled " Several of our people were the ones who posed as Phoenixs killers" Tombstone nodded " In return Phoenix set us up with some of his contacts...brought in a lot of money for our little club."

Jennifer shook her head " My Father didn't deal with bikers" she protested.

" Your Father dealt with Bikers alright Princess..He had alot of irons in the fire that you don't know about" Tombstone said.

" Basically,your Father is the financial power behind the Satans Servents,he provides the product...we provide him with security and ..anonimity...we also have ties with Drake...so we know what Drake knows...and can warn Phoenix of any moves he's planning".

Jennifer grabbed the flask from Tombstones hand and turned it up.

"Easy there princess" Tombstone said.

" Now I came here first to deal with a sticky fingered Hippy" the biker said " Then I got orders to kidnap you...and bring you to your Father...it seems Drake was going to arrange an accident for you...very soon" The biker continued " The tricky part was getting you to your old man...with out letting Drake know he was still alive...it had to look like the Satans were making a power play...only problem was...one of our people...a woman named Sabianne had been passing info on to some of your bodyguards...telling them the Satans planned to snatch you...if they had been locked and loaded when I came for you...the whole thing would have gone balls up...I needed to get you out as quietly as possible...not in a hail of bullets."

Jennifer stared at Tombstone, "and my Father?"

" He planned on taking you and "retiring"..well,more or less...the Satans would run his business...he would receive tribute...and we would deal with Drake with the help of Phoenixs soldiers...your soldiers."Tombstone continued "You and Daddy would be safe,secure and stinking rich in the Bahamas...and the Satans would be the most powerful crew in the whole area".

Jennifer lowered her head,a tear slipped down her cheek..." He's still alive."she whispered

Tombstone nodded " with what's happened...none of the plans matter anymore...I doubt anyone's gonna be concerned with getting high...or taking over territories...not with the dead getting up and eating people"

" But my Father..." Jennifer said

" Last I knew he was in a secured mansion with 20 Satans for body guards" Tombstone said " I'm betting he's still alive".

" Will you take me to him?" Jennifer said.

" If I can" Tombstone said " Right now staying alive is what we need to focus on."

Jennifer stared at the biker..." I need to know if his still alive."

Tombstone nodded " I'll try to find out what I can"...

SilverMK2 wrote:Argh, I forgot you were part of the group now. You should have said/PM'd and I would have added you into the event

Although to be honest, you just RP'd pretty much what I would have done for your characters in any case, I would have thought

OOC:It's all good, I thought it was better for them to just stand around doing nothing. It's what they're good at

IC:
K walked over to Ashtom

"Hey.."

"Hey kid, glad to see you caught up. How'd you manage to do that anyway?"

"I'm... clever? Anyway... I... can understand... what you're going through..." K says, pointing to his missing arm

"We're unarmmed buddies now, huh?" Ashton said, with a slight laugh.

"... If you need to talk... or have any questions.. you let me know... k?"

"Yes, I know you're name, I'll keep it in mind"

K winced at Ashton's remark, he had forgotten completely about the Doctor since he left at the hospital. Was he still ok? Did he get out ok? As he was lost in his own thoughts, K hadn't noticed where Vikky was. Vikky had spent the entire time raiding the fridge, to the dismay of Halon

"Hey, what are you looking in there for, I'm cooking here!" Halon said, in his dismay

"You're cooking eggs, and here" Vikky throws him some bacon "I tottally want to make it out of this zombie apocalypse, so I want to look my prettiest! And if I eat that greasy gak, I'll TOTALLY get pimples. I can see the headlines now..."

This is Channel 9 News, breaking the ice with breath taking news!!! I'm John Anchorman and this is my co Anchor, Diane
"I have a last name John..."
"I'm sure you do, haha"
Breaking News
"Zombie Apocolypse now offically over. The last zombie was seemed to be the alpha zombie, or some form of radical mutation of the original zombie infection virus thingy, as it retained the memories of it's life previously as a human. Our totally awesome and amazing News Casters managed to aquire this video of the zombies last moments...."

"Wait, don't shoot me!!! I'm TOTALLY NOT A ZOMBIE!!! SERIOUSLY!!! It's just acn--"
*gunfire*

"Well John, I know for sure that it was a zombie of some sort, god knows that anything that putrid must not be healthy at all!"
"Yet, they deemed you worthy to be my Co-Anchor..."
"What was that John?"
"I said 'God bless our Zombie free nation. Stay with us, as we have more news after these words with our sponsors!"

"You don't want me to be that zombie, do you? DO YOU?" Vikky asked, frantically

"Ummm..."

Vikky then spotted something in the fridge...

"SQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Everyone else came in to see what they squealling was about

"I TOTALLY FOUND SOME STRAWBERRIES!!!" she yelled, pulling a large bowl of Strawberries out of the fridge, quickly cramming a handful in her mouth, before realising what she was doing "Ohhh, I'm sorry, I haven't offered any to anyone else!!!" She quickly ran over to Tombstone

"Hey! Would you like a strawberry???"

Tombstone eyed the young girl who was franticly waving the fruit in front of him.

The biker took one of the Strawberrys from her hand," I had a buddy named Strawberry" he smiled at the girl " Then a crazy feth with a grenade launcher came along and..." Tombstone sqaushed the Strawberry between his fingers,the smile vanishing from his face.

He tossed the smashed fruit into the garbage,raised his flask and spoke " I'll miss you Berry" he took a belt of whiskey and left the Kitchen to find Daisy.

"What the feth is his problem!!?" Vikky said poping a Starwberry into her mouth

Vikky then ran over to Tom.

"Hey would you like a strawberry? You should totally eat some, if you get filled up, you might not try to eat people as a Zombie!!!"

You've got it all wrong . TOM is the guy who's gonna become a zombie soon. ASHTON is the guy who's just lost the arm.

Gonna do some RPing soon.. and when I do.. time to stop Vikky's "diet".. eating spree.. whatever..


One question, Drk O, why a panda?

Tombstone walked out of the kitchen,his head swimming,he saw Daisy exit from the bathroom,she had obviously washed up, removing the blood stains from her skin and apparently found some fresh clothes as well,her tye dyed clothing had been replaced with a plain white "wife beater" T-shirt and she now wore a pair of dark fatigue pants.

She smiled at Tombstone " I hope your friend doesn't mind" she said " I found these clothes,there a bit loose,but I wanted to get out of those bloody clothes I had on.."

" Shadow won't care" Tombstone said.

"You look tired" Daisy said " You should try to get some rest...while it's ..quiet"

The biker nodded and walked over to a big lazy boy chair,almost falling into it.

Daisy walked over to where Tombstone lay back " Mind if I join you?" she said smiling " I could use a few winks as well"

Tombstone smiled and nodded " Hop aboard."he said.

The woman curled up in the bikers lap,looking up at him " I just feel safer when I'm near you" she said.

Tombstone thought to himself " If you knew what I did to the last woman who was near me ...you'd probably run screaming".

He pulled her close and kissed her deeply,stroking her long dark hair.

" Hey you two!" Shadow said " I'm not very interested in watching you make babies...keep it PG." he smiled at the biker.

" Your house my man" Tombstone said.

" Get some rest Biker Boy" Shadow said " You to ya dippy hippy".

Tombstone pulled Daisy close,she smiled at him and drifted off,a few moments later Tombstone did as well...

Halon overheard the girl ask if Tombstone wanted a strawberry and heard Tombstone's ugly return, but the conversation had reminded Halon of something. Patrick's grenade launcher was somewhere and no one seemed to have it.

"Hey, does anyone know if someone brought patrick's grenade launcher in?" Halon called out.

OOC: Sorry Fitzz, I guess that I am unable to be your friend. I have yet to watch Bubba Hotep, I know about it, but it is darn near impossible to find a copy. As it is impossible to find Armyof Darkness on DVD as well. Right now I only have Evil Dead 2 on DVD along with ED1 and AoD on VHS.

I also have the Megas XLR episode that bruce campbell was in with his bubba hotep/ash robot.

OOC: I don't think Tombstones reply about the offered strawberry was all that ugly...hell for Tombstone it was almost polite...normally he would have shoved the strawberry up vikky's nostril.

Also,if someone goes to get Patricks grenade launcher,they may want to "find" his back back with the "vial of blood" in it...just a thought.

halonachos wrote:OOC: Sorry Fitzz, I guess that I am unable to be your friend. I have yet to watch Bubba Hotep, I know about it, but it is darn near impossible to find a copy. As it is impossible to find Armyof Darkness on DVD as well. Right now I only have Evil Dead 2 on DVD along with ED1 and AoD on VHS.

I also have the Megas XLR episode that bruce campbell was in with his bubba hotep/ash robot.

It's fine man,having a copy of Evil dead 1&2 and AoD,even on VHS puts you in my " buddy" category.

Shame you haven't had the chance to see Bubba Hotep,it is IMO, one of Bruce Campbells best films... you should definitely keep hunting for it.

Shadow felt strange then, seeing his friend and his hippy girl there. It wasn't sadness; maybe it was regret? Shadow didn't know. But he was glad he had noone to look out for now, atleast, not in the sense of family. No wife, no girlfriend, no kids, no siblings, no parents. Just him. Numero uno. He glanced at his watch: 2 AM. His body then told his brain how tired it was. Shadow took a stroll into the kitchen, where Tom was shackled, and Halon was sitting at the central counter with Jennifer, Ashton, Kevin and Vikky, who was emptying his fridge.
"Oi, you!" he called.
The girl looked over at him. "Me?"
"Yes, you! Stop eating all the stuff in the fridge!" Shadow knew he had a years supply of food in the basement, or 'bunker', but it wasn't nice stuff - just stuff that stayed good and kept you alive.
"We all need to get some sleep. But we need to arrange who's gonna watch. I'll take first, who's next?"
"I'll go" Halon said, raising his hand.
"I'll go next" Ashton said.
Shadow nodded, "good. You can wake Tombstone after that and he can take the one after.. if we all take two hour watches, I'll be done at five AM, Halon at 7 AM, Ashton at 9, and Tombstone at 11. Cause I don't know about you, but I know I'll be sleeping that long."
"So where're we going to sleep then?" Jennifer asked.
"Follow me" Shadow said.
The small group filed up the stairs, and they stopped at the top.
"Jennifer, you can take that bedroom" Shadow said, indicating to one of his guest rooms, "Kevin, Vikky, you can have that one" he said, pointing to a double bed room.
"Ashton, take my bed" he said, and Ashton just walked into the master bedroom and collapsed onto the king sized bed. Everyone else went into their assigned rooms, and closed the door.
"Halon, come upstairs - again - with me. There's another room, single bed, with the gatling gun and windows all round. I'll take watch and wake you if I need you."
The two men hiked up the stairs to the highest level, and Halon layed down on the bed. Shadow sat on a chair next to the gatling gun, and put his feet up on a large crate of ammo. He opened the minifridge he kept up there, and pulled out a red bull, and closed the fridge. He opened the can with a hiss, and took a drink.
"This is gonna be a long night" he sighed.

OOC:..No offence Dark, I'm just wondering...would Ashton,who has just had his arm lopped off by a chainsaw in a less than standard operation,be able to be conscious and seated in the kitchen,and ready to pull guard duty??

I know he's supposed to be a pretty tough guy,but I don't know if he'd be ready for action so quickly.

Well I assume he'd just be there, it's not like sitting down would be too hard for him . I mean, I think he'd be too out of it to really listen, except for the promise of a bed. I mean, when I worked out the time for the shifts, 11 is a bit late, so I'll just get Tombstone instead .

Darkvoidof40k wrote:Well I assume he'd just be there, it's not like sitting down would be too hard for him . I mean, I think he'd be too out of it to really listen, except for the promise of a bed. I mean, when I worked out the time for the shifts, 11 is a bit late, so I'll just get Tombstone instead .

It's good man,I'm certainly not trying to be critical of your RP.

...Besides,old Tombstone is just resting his eyes,give him a kick when you need him and he'll be up and raring to rip.

Go to sleep! It's past your bedtime.. don't make mamma punish you for being naughty -loads shotgun-

.. wtf ?

Anyway, craptastic jokes aside, Silver, I don't think you should bring zombs in yet. Give us another in-character day of RP or something at the least IMO. I'm sure everyone else will agree, we need to "settle in" and just generally have our characters rest up and get ready for what'evs.

OOC: I have to agree with you Dark,having all of our characters have a chance to "catch their breath" before the zombies come a knocking would be a good thing.

I am however anticipating another event soon concerning our shackled buddy Tom.

-loads shotgun again-

Darkvoidof40k wrote:-loads shotgun again-

Also, guys, how long do you guys think it'd take for Bonzo to be back to normal, I'm a wee bit hesitant to RP because I'm not too sure of recovery times, also I don't want to make it too unrealistic. xD

I was tempted to put in some zombies at the end of the last event to force you all inside, but thought that some more RP time would be good for everyone to explore their and other peoples characters a bit and flesh out the tangled web of intrigue and mystery.

I can hold off the zombie hordes until DAY FOUR (or even longer if you are all having fun playing happy families ).

Also, Bubba Hotep is a great film, as is Evil Dead

@ Great Unclean One - you were shot a couple of times, not the end of the world, but you might not be juggling chainsaws with the fluidity you used to either. RP, but I would probably suggest not getting up to anything too strenuous for a few hours (RP time) unless you have to.