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SilverMK2 wrote:I think I've got everyones reply now, so I will write up the event when I get home (though I have a couple of key events floating about in my head already).

You haven't got mine.

Nevermind, you've got mine now. But this bloody lag really needs to be sorted out..

Just realised that I'm still waiting on ghosty's reply

I'll give him a bit longer before PM'ing him.

OOC:...It's the suspense that gets me.

Uh oh Spaghetti oh!

ghosty wrote:Whoops!

The entire future of a house full of survivors hangs in the balance and all you have to say is "Whoops!"??

JK

He could've said "Uh oh spaghetti oh.".

halonachos wrote:He could've said "Uh oh spaghetti oh.".

Well...considering the event is taking place in the kitchen..perhaps a food reference would have been more appropriate...then again...perhaps whoops is a bit better when it comes to describing the whole "kitchen event".

However...I may be completely overthinking the whole Whoops/Uh oh spaghetti oh quesstion..perhaps.

Did you pop online just to reply to that? You must have super RP senses or something.

So editing it to uh oh now

**EVENT RESOLUTION!**

"Help! Please! Somebody!" Shouted Daisy as Tom began to slowly chase her around the kitchen again.

K stepped into the corridor leading to the kitchen and immediately spotted Vikky lying prone on the ground, a dark pool of blood forming under her head. “Vikky!” He shouts as he runs towards her, kneeling at her side and stroking her face with his hand “Are you ok?” In his concern for Vikky he fails to notice the scene in the kitchen.

Bonzo finished making a paper origami cat out of a page from the phone book and carefully set it down next to its brothers and sisters. He stood and stretched, cracking his neck and knuckles before walking jauntily towards the screams, stopping only to pick up his chainsaw.

Halon could hear the noise from below but decided that there were enough people down there already – one more would only add to the confusion. Besides, with all that noise going on it was bound to attract any zombies in the area and so it was best he stayed on watch.

Jennifer frowned at the noise coming from downstairs, glancing at Ashton to make sure he was still asleep. His ragged breathing was still a concern, but he didn’t seem like he had noticed the disturbance. Grabbing her gun from the table besides her she quietly slipped from Ashton’s room and made her way downstairs.

Daisy continued to duck away from Tom, occasionally screaming and shouting as she stumbled over the increasingly broken furniture littering the kitchen. In her distress she had completely forgotten the pistol she now carried.

As Shadow and Tombstone reached the main house, Tombstone put his hand on Shadow’s shoulder “Slow it down, soldier boy.” Shadow stopped just short of the locked door between the hidden room and the rest of the house. “You know as well as I do what is going on, and the potential clusterfeth that’s going to be waiting for us when we get in there.” Shadow stood for a second in thought before nodding.

“Yeah, there’s no telling what the hell will go down if one of us kills Tom… or what used to be Tom…” Tombstone stepped up to the hidden door and opened the locks.

“Come on, we still need to get in there and make sure everyone’s all right.” He said, thinking of Daisy. He shook his head as these unaccustomed feelings continued to weave their way into his mind, and perhaps even his heart. “Just wanted to make sure we were on the same page.”

Bonzo strode into the kitchen. “LooKs Like someone ForGOT to cUt youR sTrInGs, little pUpPet!” he said as he took a step towards Tom. “CaN yoU danCE foR Me liTtLe pUppEt?”

He stepped between Tom and Daisy and danced and twirled, leading Tom away from Daisy. “BeTTer rUn little peTal!” he said to Daisy as she watched him with an open mouth. She turned and ran out into the hallway. Bonzo took Tom’s outstretched and grasping hand, twirling around him and laughing.

Daisy ran through the house, looking for Tombstone and passed Keira in her search. Keira was slowly walking towards the kitchen, her pistol drawn. Daisy looked at her but could see that she’d steeled herself against what was coming so carried on after giving Keira a look of sympathy.

Jennifer came down the stairs and saw Keira and Daisy in the hallway. Daisy shook her head at Jennifer, stopping her on the bottom step. She rested her hand on Jennifer’s arm. “It’s OK, she know what she has to do.”

“She’d better” whispered Jennifer as she watched Keira step towards the kitchen door.

Shadow and Tombstone emerged from the secret room and joined Daisy and Jennifer in the hallway. Tombstone wrapped Daisy in one of his arms, keeping his gun arm free – just in case. They all watched Keira step into the kitchen. They could see K and Vikky at the other door into the kitchen. Shadow frowned “Are they ok?” he said to no one in particular. He glanced over at Tomb and nodded before hurrying over to where K was huddling over Vikky, looking like a lamb who had lost its mother. He drew K to one side and pulled a field aid kit from the underside of the hallway table and applying a dressing to Vikky’s head. “Don’t worry K, head wounds always look worse than they are.” K stood looking down at Vikky, seemingly lost in his concern for her.

Behind him in the kitchen, Bonzo was continuing to distract Tom from seeking out human flesh in the form of the houses inhabitants. He stopped as Keira came into the room. He honked a little horn forlornly as he took in her expression. “It’S oK dEar, I’ve BeEn KEEping him ComPaNy.” Keira nodded and smiled. “Thanks Bonzo – I knew I could count on you to keep him safe.” She hesitated. “If I could have a moment alone with him?” Bonzo nodded and ducked under Tom’s grasp, heading out of the kitchen.

Tom continued to try and chase Bonzo before noticing Keira. His moaning growl deepened as he dragged himself and his mound of furniture ever closer to her.

“I love you Tom. I know you had your ups and downs; you had more than your share of problems and faults, but I loved you for them, for the way you fought against them, for the person you are and would have become. No matter what, I will always love you. No matter what you may have done in your life, you never deserved this. Never this.” She raised her pistol.

“I love you Tom.”

In the attic, Halon heard a single shot and then silence. He shook his head. “Poor b******” he muttered to himself as he scanned the approach to the house for zombies. The door to the room he was sitting in was pushed open. He turned. “Hey Ashton – didn’t know you were up and… OH FE…”

Ashton rapidly staggered towards Halon, his glazed eyes fixed on his throat, lips pulled back from his gaping maw. Halon attempted to rise from his seat but Ashton was on him in an instant and his rush across the room caused them both to fall against the window sill. Halon cried out in pain as his hip struck the hard wood, and then in terror as the pair of them tipped out of the window and onto the sloped roof.

Halon tried to simultaneously fend off Ashton whilst trying to slow his descent – one hand gripped around Ashton’s throat, the other desperately scrabbling for purchase on the shingles. They reached the edge of the roof and time seemed to slow as Halon felt himself tip once again. He screamed as they both hurtled towards the ground.

As they fell the pair rotated and for the first time Halon had the upper hand. They smashed into the ground, Ashton’s reanimated corpse absorbing most of the blow; his neck snapped as he hit the ground and his ribs buckled as Halon landed on top of him. The brain, now severed from the body, continued to force the mouth to snap at Halon but was otherwise unable to attack him.

Halon rolled off Ashton and laughed – he didn’t seem to be hurt at all.

A low moan quickly sobered him and he sat up, looking for the source of the sound. He didn’t have to look for long; a large crowd of zombies was advancing on the house; on HIM. “Oh feth…”

PLAYER FATALITIES
Tom is now dead.
Ashton is now a zombie but is immobile on the front lawn/drive.



Hope you have enjoyed this event, I tried to mix in as many people’s responses in as possible – I hope that you feel your character was RP’d as you would have liked.

Any C&C, please feel free to post in the thread or PM me.

SilverMK2 wrote: In her distress she had completely forgotten the pistol she now carried.

stupid hippies

good resilotion though, i'm kinna glad I only have one character now

only thing wrong is jennifer steps into the kitchen and dissapers

seems relatively apropriate

OOC: Mwahaha

IC: Keira watched Tom stumble forwards. She had never handled a pistol before, but she had managed to hit him between the eyes. A thin line of blood dribbled from the wound, and ran down the front of Tom's face. Tom stumbled and fell to his knees, his eyes still fixated on the now trembling girl in front of him. Then, with a slow sigh, he dropped to the ground, and stopped moving. Keira dropped the pistol, and sank to the ground, crying softly. She didn't hear the sounds of people trying to comfort, nor the yells of the men preparing to fight. All she could hear, over and over, was the gunshot, the sound reverberating forever in her head.

I was hoping for more of a storm down the stairs kick the door in and them unload like 20 bullets into tom, jennifer is an ice queen though so the emotional way was probably better

FM Ninja 048 wrote:only thing wrong is jennifer steps into the kitchen and dissapers

She is in the hallway with Tomb and Daisy, looking into the kitchen.

OOC: @ Silver

" Shadow and Tombstone emerged from the secret room and joined Daisy and Jennifer in the hallway. Tombstone wrapped Daisy in one of his arms, keeping his gun arm free – just in case. They all watched Jennifer step into the kitchen. They could see K and Vikky at the other door into the kitchen. "

I belive what Ninja is referring to can be found in the above paragraph,a slight mistype as I am assuming you meant to write "They all watched Keira step into the kitchen."...not Jennifer.

As far as the event resolution itself...what can I say,I thought it was great...although I find myself feeling sorry for Tom and Keira.

Bonzos actions were hysterical and quite cinematic,and Ashton and Halon floping out of the window and off the roof was great.
All in all nicely done.

Tombstone rushed for the front doorway,from outside he heard Halon yelling.
The biker flung the door open and was momentarily stunned by the amount of ghouls he saw closing on the house..."Feth" He thought "There must be a hundred of them"

Tombstone lifted the Spaz 12 and rapidly fired off several rounds,knocking a dozen or more zombies sprawling.

" C'mon man run!" the biker shouted at Halon,who was on his feet and scrambling for the house.

A roar of gunfire came from Tombstones right,and he jumped as he watched Ashtons head disintegrated.

He glanced over and saw Jennifer holding her smoking weapon,the woman looked at Tombstone evenly " I owe him that much" she said.

The Biker nodded and slung his shotgun,tossing his MP5 to Halon and drawing his twin 9mm pistols .

"Let's light these fething bags of gak up!" Tombstone shouted.

With Halon kneeling in combat position between them,the trio unleashed a hail of bullets into the oncoming horde of flesh eaters,dropping dozens with well placed shots.

" There's too fething many of 'em" Halon shouted "We need to fall back."

Tombstone thought for a second as he slapped fresh magazines into his pistols "Where the feth is Shadow??!"

His answer came in the deafening roar of the Gatling gun from up stairs.

The three watched as dozens of ghouls where almost liquefied under the furious fire of the weapon.

Halon broke into a fit of laughter and opened fire into the jittering horde,dropping a zombie or two of his own.

Tombstone roared at the zombies as they were pulverized under the steady stream of bullets Shadow was loosing from the upstairs window.

" You wanna eat something you sorry pieces of gak!!" the biker yelled " Well eat that..eat that you mother fethers!!" he fired his pistols and howled in fury at the ghouls.

Upstairs,the Gatling gun went quite,apparently Shadow had fired it dry,as he had begun firing shotgun rounds out of the window.

"Better get your asses inside." Shadow yelled down " I need to reload the big bastard."

Halon and Jennifer ducked back into the house,Tombstone stood...facing the three or four dozen zombies that still advanced on the house.

" Dirty..stinking..rotten..FETHERS!!" the biker roared,placing round after round through the skulls of each shambling corpse.

" Tombstone!!" Shadow yelled down at his friend "Get your ugly ass back in the fething house!!"

Tombstone fired another round through the face of a zombie who was now less than three yards away,the ghouls skull exploded in a spray of bone,blood and brain.

"Coming dear!!" Tombstone yelled back to Shadow,as the biker stepped into the house and slammed and bolted the door behind him.

Daisy rushed into Tombstones arms,hugging him fiercely.

Tombstone lifted her gaze to meet his,he spoke calmly ,but with emphasise on each word.

" You could have died in that kitchen" The biker said "That gun strapped to your side isn't for decoration."

I...didn't want to have to shoot him." Daisy said,a tear sliding down her cheek " I didn't want to hurt Keira".

Tombstone nodded,but continued to speak " Do you think it would have made Keira feel good to watch him rip your fething guts out and eat them?'

Daisy trembled,realizing what could have happened in that kitchen "No" she said "..But..I'm not ..I'm not like you"

Tombstone nodded again " I glad your not" the biker said " But..you have to understand..if you don't pull the trigger...they will pull you apart...me to ..since I'd probably get myself killed trying to save your ass."

" I don't want you to die." Daisy said.

"I don't want me to die either." Tombstone said grinning.
" So...for both our sakes..shoot when the time comes for you to do it."

The woman nodded.

"In fact" Tombstone said " Come with me".

The biker led the woman upstairs and into the "tower"

Shadow was reloading the Gatling gun and looked up as the two entered the room.

" That was some very fine shooting my friend" Tombstone said to Shadow.

" I aim to please" Shadow said "..Get it? AIM to please" he stared at Tombstones expression " Feth you" Shadow laughed " You want good jokes...or good fire support?"

The two men laughed.

" So" Shadow said,staring at Daisy " what brings this lovely young lady up here?"

" Shes going to learn to blow zombies heads off" Tombstone said.

Shadow lifted an eyebrow "Sounds like fun."

A moment later,Daisy was standing with Tombstone behind her,an Ar-15 in her hands.

" Sight in..on that ugly fethers head" Tombstone said pointing at an obese ghoul bellow them in the yard.

" Squeeze the trigger" the biker said " Don't pull it."

The young woman fired,but the shot was off hitting the zombie in his considerably large stomach.

" You have to relax babe" Tombstone said "take a breath..sight in..and squeeze."

The weapon roared and the top of the fat zombies head exploded.he tumbled over into the yard.

" There you go!" Tombstone smiled hugging the woman closely " Ok...see that one...the one in the Hanna Montana shirt?...blow her face off."

Again the young woman fired the weapon and again a ghoul fell over,it's brains exiting from it's ruined skull.

For the next thirty minutes Tombstone coached the woman in the fine art of dealing death,when he was certain she had overcome her squeamishness about firing the weapon at a moving target..he stopped.

" Now" the biker said " I want..I need for you to do that..any time one of those fethers gets anywhere around you."

Daisy turned to Tombstone,looking up at him smiling.

" Whats the smile for?" Tombstone asked.

" I think I'm going to be thanking you alot later" Daisy smiled wider.

From behind them Shadow muttered " Dear lord..I wish she'd just shoot me..." he looked up at Tombstone and grinned as the biker smiled and flipped him off.

@ Fitzz - Ah, I see now

Corrected.

Vikky felt she was falling, as if into a deep hole. Falling, falling...

Suddenly, she started to slow down, slower and slower, and then she stopped. She was now in a small room, with a round wooden table in the middle. The table had an assortment of tasty pastry dishes. Chocolate cakes, cupcakes, doughnuts, pies, etc. Vikky was horrified by the site.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO" she screamed, bashing on the walls, trying to get out, completely overlooking a door just alittle to her left.

She heard a sound from behind her, and turned around instinctively. SPLAT! A chocolate mudcake flew off the table and flew at her and hit her, icing side first, into her lips mouth. She screamed, and went to wipe it off with her dress, when she stopped for a sec.

Dress?

She found that she was now wearing a long, frilly white dress. As she admired it, a bagel narrily missed her head, and she ran through the door, without opening it.

"Where am I?" she thought to herself

"Ohh god, ohh god, I'm late!" came a voice from behind her.

She turned around, and she saw a rather well dressed rabbit, frantically looking at a golden pocket watch.

"Mr Rabbit, is everything ok?" she asked the rabbit.
"ONLY IF I EAT THE SOULS OF A THOUSAND WELL KNOW LATE NIGHT TALK SHOW HOSTS" the Rabbit decreed, shocking Vikky and making her fall over backwards.
"I... uhhhh w-will go over this way" she said, crawling away slowly
"WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING, YOU'RE FIRST!!!"
"But I'm not a talk show host of any renown" she said, not sure what 'renown' meant
"LOOOOOOOOOOOKKKK" the rabbit pointed at a stump, and Vikky looked into it, because she always does what well dressed talking rabbits tell her to.

"And we're back on Yoki Torrie, with your host, VIKKY!!!"

"Hi guys, and welcome back tooo..."
YOKI TORRIE!!!
"We're here with our very special guest, world chess champion, K!!!!
The crowd applauses loudly, as K walks in, although, he is missing his right arm, instead of his left.

Vikky looks away from the stump.

"WELL? PREPARED FOR YOUR FATE?"
"I most certainly am!" Vikky said, staring into his glowing red eyes, with a grin "That stump you showed me had me totally... stumped... for about 10 seconds. It's wrong, a lie if you will. K is missing his left arm, not his right! Also, he's too shy to be on a talk show, and a crowd on a talk show cheering a chess champion? Come on!"

The rabbit laughed, and laughed. It's laugh sounding more and more demonic.
"YOU'RE RIGHT, BUT I'VE DECIDED TO EAT YOUR SOUL ANYWAY!!!"

Her smirk disappered "Ohhh, kay..."

She slowly backed away from the rabbit, as it continued laughing again, but it was growing larger and larger. Vikky especially noticed the teeth and claws growing larger and sharper. She turned and ran away from the rabbit, and it was still laughing.

"RUN RABBIT, RUN!!"

OOC: Sorry if it seems OT, it's important and I'm building up to a point. I'm pretty sure

She's mad.

Atleast she'll fit in now..

Anyways, nice RPing guys, but I would've thought that the razorwire and minefield might have stopped some of the Ghouls.. or maybe they just walked on the pathway up to the door.. like good little undead.

And, Silver, what's happened to the car and the truck? Personally I'd like to say they haven't got a scratch on them.. but I'll leave it up to you whether to rule if they got eaten/shot or whatever.


(I guess this is goodbye car )

Actually, it's a dream

Drk_Oblitr8r wrote:Actually, it's a dream

I know that. /facepalm?

Anyway, I'll post..later..

and y'all remember, this isn't a fortress for nothing. Lock the door and you should be fine for a day or two .

Darkvoidof40k wrote:And, Silver, what's happened to the car and the truck? Personally I'd like to say they haven't got a scratch on them.. but I'll leave it up to you whether to rule if they got eaten/shot or whatever.

Well, you did hose down the front yard with a gatling gun and small arms fire, so I will leave it to your imagination as to what state they are in

Though if you imagine them to be in working order (if a little battered and covered in zombie gibs) that is up to you.

As to the minefield and razorwire - meh

IC:

Looking out of the window, Shadow saw the minefield that had no mines in it cause they'd all have died earlier if there had been one, and at the razorwire with zombies stuck on it.

Shadow finished reloading the gatling gun. He glanced at Halon.
"Your turn."
Halon smiled, just like any normal person should when they see a big gun during a zombie apocalypse. Even without the zombie apocalypse it should make them smile..
"Biker boy, we gotta organise the rest of the group" Shadow said.
Tombstone nodded, and the two men headed downstairs, Daisy in tow. No sooner had the got down the first flight of stairs did 'Big B' sing again. They reached the ground floor. Bonzo was pressing against the door, and a moaning could be heard from outside.
"Feth. Halon can't get the ones at the door."
"Relax, captain commando, I got this" Tombstone calmy stated, gesturing for the clown to move. Bonzo abliged. Shadow got the idea, and unlocked all of the locks. He struggled to hold the door closed as Tombstone drew his pistols.
"Now!" the biker shouted.
Shadow dived, and pulled the door open with him. A hail of shots flew over his head, hitting the first two ghouls at the door. Shadow rolled to his feet, unsheathed his hunting knife, and rammed it into the face of a zombie. He pulled his weapon out and the zombie fell to the floor, a hole in its face. Holding his weapon downwards, he slashed out, cutting another undead's face. It moaned at him, before it was sent back to hell with two shots from Tombstone's pistols. Shadow kicked a zombie backwards, pushing the other zombie with it, sending them back a few metres. Seconds later, they were blasted into tiny pieces from above, Halon gleefully shouting, "have some of that you bastards!"
Looking around, Shadow saw no more zombies. He turned back to Tombstone.
"Right, time to go to ground."



OOC: At this point in time, Alek's "not-so-much-a-fortress" would've been overrun by hundreds of zombies.. so are we saying his character is dead or are we PMing him and giving Cereal a slight chance to rescue his character?

OOC - Hey guys, sorry, I've been on holiday and didn't know I had internets, I'll probably be able to post in the evenings up to Saturday, then after Monday, every day.

IC - Bonzo walked into the kitchen, putting his chainsaw down on the table, he bent down to console Kiera. "It'S AlRIGHt LitLLE ChiCK, YoUL hAVe AnoTHer HanDSOme PrInCe SomEDay" and proceeded to open the fridge and juggle with some random food.

Hearing the sound of the firefight coming from the front of the house, he picked up his chainsaws, "LoOKs LiKE TheRE Is SoMe TrouBLE OuTsiDE LitTLe ChiCK, SeE YoU LaTER" he remarked to Keira and headed towards the Gatling gun flavored commotion.

OOC: I would say PMing Cereal would be the best thing,just to see if he is still interested in being involved in the game.

Perhaps his character can make a run for our group,or if things go bad at the Fortress (which I'll assume they will),we may have to make a run for him.

Jennifer ducked back inside as the chaingun roared above thier heads, she reloaded her carbine as she leaned against the wall the image of a zombified ashton etched onto her retina, blinking the image away she watched as Tombstone and Halon rushed up the stairs and waited until they came down againshe slipped past them and made her way to one of the upstairs windows. Opening the window as far as it would go she stuck her gun out and looked at the mass of ghouls below she started putting round after round into them taking each down with a headshot.

She dipped her hand into her trouser pocket to pull out another magazine as she did her hand brushed against one of the grenades she had found on the dead soilder she finished reloading and pulled it out of her pocket, removing the pin and chucked it, making sure to chuck it away from what was left of the cars, she didn't know if they had been hit by the chaingun but it wasn't worth the risk. it explode just above the heads of the ghouls obliterating a large pocket of them, the void however was quickly filled by more as they attempted to swarm the house.

Jennifer pulled back from the window not wanting to waste all her ammo in one go, she wondered where all the chaingun ammo came from, and for that matter the gun itself. she listened as the gun spun up and unloaded another volley into the undead, and watched as a large group of them were reduced to mush.