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Post by albub on May 13, 2009 21:17:43 GMT -5
Dan swings back into a window when he sees that the crowd at the bar have handled the terminator. He smashes a zombie in the face with the stock of his grenade launcher and then pulls a hatchet from his waist to finish dispatching it. He reloads the launcher and then turns to scan the scene at the bar, watching several people leave. He didn't have an accurate count from before, but he was pretty sure everyone had left, except the terminator. He prepared himself for an intense round of the waiting game.
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Post by Leon Silverblood on May 13, 2009 21:46:21 GMT -5
Leon emerges from behind the bar finally.
"I tuh *hic* I tuld myself *hic* I'd count to five bottles and it would" he leans heavily on the bar, which turns obligingly until he falls facefirst onto it. Hiccuping after the slip, then burping loudly, he continues "and it wud be safe. Is it safe?"
He takes another deep drink, crawls over the bar and walks to Michelle.
"High octane," he says as he pours half a bottle into her mouth, then balances the bottle on her forehead and walks away.
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Post by albub on May 14, 2009 0:05:23 GMT -5
Dan briefly looks down at a map of the area. More than one of the Rangers had radio'd or texted their last location at a nearby cinema. The last call had come in months ago, but he still made a mental note to check it out as soon as he had dealt with the terminator.
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Post by Leon Silverblood on May 14, 2009 2:57:24 GMT -5
Leon turns and looks at the newcomer.
"Well, stranger. You took my ears and eyes but saved my balls so I suppose I owe you a thanks."
Resisting the urge to slam it into Dan's chest, Leon reminds himself that his vitality is indeed more important than the sum of his vitals and tosses a bottle of Tovarisch Brand NMC Vodka to him.
"To quote 'The Cell', 'Where you come from?'"
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on May 14, 2009 18:18:26 GMT -5
The zombies around Noah had been cleared thanks to Sarpek. The DJ looks up at Noah.
"Noah! Get down from there! God! It's like you're a little kid!"
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Post by Noah on May 14, 2009 19:12:53 GMT -5
Noah looks down at the DJ.
"Mommy, why did you have to make all my fun friends go away? You're no fun sometimes."
Noah swings up onto the wire anc crawls onto the roof. He begins throwing gravel from the rooftop down at the zombie corpses.
"Come on, play catch, you lazy bums."
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on May 14, 2009 19:18:40 GMT -5
The DJ picks up the trank gun he dropped earlier and takes aim at Noah.
"I'm sorry, Noah. But you need help."
The DJ pulls the trigger.
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Post by Noah on May 14, 2009 19:44:24 GMT -5
Noah watches as the DJ aims the gun at him. He may have gone insane but he still has the same reflexes honed by survival in quarantine. He drops back behind the roof's guard wall as the DJ pulls the trigger. The dart zips past. As the DJ reloads the tranq gun Noah pops up above the wall.
"Nanny nanny boo boo. You can't catch me."
Noah runs off across the rooftops, laughing all the way.
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Post by Leon Silverblood on May 15, 2009 1:47:54 GMT -5
"DJ, I have to ask. Did it occur to you that if you had hit him, he might have fallen to his death? Or worse, landed on me? Or still worse, landed on the liquor! There isn't as much of that to go around now as there once was!"
Leon eyes everyone suspiciously.
"Stop drinking so damned much you lousy alcoholics!!...Noaaaah! Noah, you forgot your teddy bear!"
Leon waits to see if that works.
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Post by Noah on May 15, 2009 5:13:56 GMT -5
Noah's hand waves a severed zombie head in the air.
"Nuh uh, Mr. Leon. I've got teddy right here."
He kisses it and scampers off.
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on May 15, 2009 6:42:16 GMT -5
A man in a hockey mask knocks Noah out with the butt of a pistol. He then carries Noah to the DJ.
"Here your crazy guy. Now I'll be on my way."
The DJ looks suspicously at the man.
"Jayson Exccks, right? Yea...Thanks...I think."
"Anytime."
Jayson Exccks walks away. Suspiciously. The DJ looks oer at Sarpek.
"You wouldn't happen to have a leash we can keep Noah on, do you?"
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Post by albub on May 15, 2009 14:05:02 GMT -5
Dan Takes a huge swig of vodka and then turns to Leon.
"I'm from Northern Pitneybank. The mess that goes down at Creedy and Giddings so frequently drove me out this way, and then I started tracking the terminator. I'm not sure why she was drawn here. Thanks for the vodka."
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Post by Noah on May 15, 2009 14:48:29 GMT -5
[OOC=]Ah darn, I was having fun being crazy[/OOC]
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Post by Sarpek on May 15, 2009 16:47:59 GMT -5
"No, but I have some rope." Sarpek pulls out a coil, and tosses it.
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on May 15, 2009 20:17:29 GMT -5
The DJ takes the rope.
"Great. Now we can hang Noah if he goes crazy again."
The DJ ties the rope around Noah's neck.
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