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Post by Prisonner Of Today on Mar 19, 2007 1:14:46 GMT -5
Priz shakes his head, and goes back to looking around alertly, muttering somehting about fashion getting people killed. From the look on his face, he still isn't comfortable with the lack of noise, zombies, or humans in the streets. Survivors. Zombies are still human too, I guess. Dead humans, but humans all the same.
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Post by Vito The Don on Mar 19, 2007 5:37:23 GMT -5
Vito jumps down from the nearest one story building. "I wouldn't go that way if I was you. The mall just fell, and there's a flow of zeds coming this way. If we can lift that gurney up there," He points at a small building."My system of bridges will take care of the rest of the trip."
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Mar 19, 2007 7:20:07 GMT -5
The DJ texts Lach on her cell.
The text reads, "Are there zeds coming your way? If so...I think I better turn off my IPod..."
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Post by Lachryma on Mar 19, 2007 12:00:58 GMT -5
Lachryma jumps as her cell phone buzzes.
"I have cell phone?!"
She reads the text message, then spends 2 minutes trying to figure out how to respond.
"No dead ones, don't bother me"
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Post by Specialist290 on Mar 19, 2007 19:48:01 GMT -5
Specialist, who has somehow managed to sneak out unnoticed somewhat earlier, has returned. His bag is bulging a little more than it was the last time anyone had the chance to look at it. His shotgun's barrel pokes out from inside his pack, and its place in his hands' grip has been replaced by a fire axe that, from the stains on the blade, has apparently seen quite a bit of use recently.
"Got jumped while searching for supplies. Ran outta ammo for both guns. Managed to get back w/ a few extra needles and FAKs."
He takes a breath to collect himself, then notices the mess.
"So, what happened while I was out?"
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Post by Vito The Don on Mar 20, 2007 5:32:43 GMT -5
"Well you can die out here on these barren streets. or use my bridges to get to the hospital." Vito yells at Lachryma.
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Post by Melody Arachne on Mar 20, 2007 7:43:59 GMT -5
Melody pushes the last of the bodies through the cellar door, and shuts it with a clang.
"Same old, same old. Zombies in, people freak, zombies out again. I've shut off the front door and the cellar's full of deaders, so the only way in is from upstais for now. Unless someone wants to clear out the cellar..."
She moves back over to the bar, hopping up on the counter and fishing a pack of smokes out of her shirt pocket. "Man, what a day ... that jerk didn't even revive ValJohn, and he promised he would, too."
She lights her smoke, taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly.
"I gotta get me some bouncers. These people are nuts ... I swear ta God, I'm gonna shoot the next person who comes in here acting like they own the place..."
"'Specially the freaking Communists."
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Mar 20, 2007 8:06:51 GMT -5
"Clear out that cellar? No problem. I have found zeds to be very attracted to Paris Hilton music. I'll just hook up my IPod to my speakers and just lure them out."
He hooks his IPod up to the speakers and descend into the cellars. Paris Hilton music begins to be played in the cellar.
"Here little zeds. Come on. I know you like Paris Hilton music..."
It takes an hour to do so, but Spinbad manages to lure the zeds outside. Coming back inside, he notices there's still a zed left. It looks kinda like the cook.
"Hey, Mel! I think I found the cook! But if the cook's in the kitchen, then this might be his twin!"
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Post by Melody Arachne on Mar 20, 2007 8:23:12 GMT -5
Melody pauses in the process of scrubbing brain matter from the front of the bar too look at the remaining deader.
"Nah, that's him ... just stick him an' throw him in the kitchen, would ya?"
"That was a pretty neat trick with the zeds, man ... though I'm not sure listening to Paris Hilton is any better than getting your brains munched. You think she's a zombie spy?"
She lets her scrub brush fall back into the pink-tinged water. "Tell ya what, DJ ... you help out with bouncer duties and entertainment, I'm sure Val will proivide room and board." She glances around with a grimace. "It's usually a much quieter place..."
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Post by Lachryma on Mar 20, 2007 12:37:02 GMT -5
Lachryma glares up at Vito.
"Tova gets hurt from big, bad bridges! Street is clear, what could possibly happen?"
She giggles to herself as she tempts fate.
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Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Mar 20, 2007 12:43:36 GMT -5
"I'd rather not risk my brother on some rickety mechanical bridges built by an ex-mobster." Ivan shouted. "Thanks, but I'll stick to the streets. The hospital isn't far now."
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Post by Lachryma on Mar 20, 2007 13:06:55 GMT -5
Lachryma starts walking faster, and she's basically dragging her pet zombie along the street.
"Why is we not at hospital already?! Last time I come this way, takes 10 minutes! Now, it feels like many days walk!"
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Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Mar 20, 2007 13:09:46 GMT -5
"Its the paranoia, don't worry, the Hospital should be just around this cor-"
Ivan stops, his eyes widening as the shock of what he sees overcomes him.
"The...the hospital..." Ivan said, dropping to his knees. "Its...burning!"
OOC:I hope you all don't mind me destroying one of the buildings, I thought it would add a little more drama to our hopeless situation.
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Post by Lachryma on Mar 20, 2007 13:14:08 GMT -5
Lachryma glances at her nails.
"If only I had violin..." she says to herself.
"Well, there is my dream, on fire. I expected nothing less. Should we try to save poor fools, or get Tova man to nearby NecroTech place I know about?"
As her pet zombie shambles up to her, she pushes it viciously.
"Get away, filth! I is not in good mood."
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Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Mar 20, 2007 13:21:13 GMT -5
"The hospital has plenty of employees on staff who can deal with the fire, and themselves." Ivan said with a deep sigh. "We have a patient of our own right now, lets get my brother to the Necrotech."
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