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Post by Noah on Mar 11, 2009 20:22:15 GMT -5
"We probably still have some old gas cans in the basement and the generators in the old kitchen shoud still work."
Noah came back up from the basement with two red plastic gas tanks. He poured them into the generator and pushed the choke of it a few times, pulled the cord and hoped it would work. The motor coughed as the gasoline began to run through the lines. It sputtered then assumed a steady hum. The lights flickered back on and the fridges started up.
"We've got power for a while, we'll have to check out the area for some more fuel. We've got plenty but we'll run out eventually."
He went over to his pack and pulled out a book. The cover had the same star symbol as was on his shoulder as well as the word "Libertatis Æquilibritas."
After pulling it out, he looks at Sarpek.
"When I woke up after everything I found myself in a room a mile or so from here. Apparently whoever found me took good care of me. I found the door locked from the inside and these clothes and that supply sack were sitting by the bed. When I looked through the pack I found a good few day's worth of food and water, this pistol and some extra clips, and this book. They also told me were I was, which let me find this place again. I'm damn lucky. Hmm, wonder what the book's about."
Noah leans back in the booth and begins reading silently to himself.
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Post by Sarpek on Mar 11, 2009 20:39:26 GMT -5
"Good for you. Me, I just congealed. I'm impossible to be rid of." Sarpek opens his stash, and pulls out a 20 gallon propane tank. that, plus a gas pump handle, an old propane torch, a piece of pipe, and a tin can are put together into a usable flamethrower. "Now we're ready."
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Post by Noah on Mar 11, 2009 20:50:15 GMT -5
Noah looks at the thing.
"Hmm...If that things explodes, I'm not reviving your ass."
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Post by Sarpek on Mar 12, 2009 15:52:36 GMT -5
"It won't explode. Propane tanks don't." Sarpek walks over to the door, and gives the flamethrower a few testing puffs of flame out the door before closing it again. He drags a refrigerator up from the basement. "This is a propane fridge. It takes propane, turns it into electricity." I'm going to use an array of these to generate power. What do you think?"
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Mar 12, 2009 16:39:44 GMT -5
A zombie shambles in the Elbow Room bar break dancing. 2 charred white wires can be seen connected to the zombie's ears. An iPod can be seen on the zombie's belt. The zombie stops break dancing, and walks over to a table covered by a large white sheet. The zombie pulls the sheet off revealing the DJ's old turntable. The zombie turns the iPod off, and puts on the headphones. The zombie then proceeds to mix some tunes.
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Post by Noah on Mar 12, 2009 16:42:34 GMT -5
Noah pulls a needle out of a box labled "Revives" on the bar counter.
"Here you go, maybe you'll have better taste alive."
Noah sinks the needle into the DJ's neck and pushes the plunger down, sending the fluid inside pulsig through the zombie's body.
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Mar 12, 2009 16:54:34 GMT -5
All the energy the DJ had from break dancing must have really pumped up his dead blood, because as soon as he slumps to the floor from Noah's syringe, he jumps right back up in less then a second.
"Woah! What a crazy party that was last night! A least until those damn Axe Deo PKers crashed the joint..."
The DJ pulls out a large stack of CDs.
"They must really hate Japan. 'Cause it was kinda Jap Night in that club. Heck, look at all these CDs here. We've got UVERworld, Knot Lamp, and heck, even Utada Hikaru! Damn that Axe Hack!"
The DJ drops his pile of CDs and walks over to his secert floorboard. The DJ lifts the floorboard and looks inside.
"Hey, where the hell are my weapons? I had an entire stash of axes, pistols, shotguns, and ammo in here..."
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Post by Sarpek on Mar 14, 2009 10:39:57 GMT -5
"Beats me where it went. Probably was looted while we were all incapacitated."
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Post by Noah on Mar 14, 2009 11:30:06 GMT -5
"Knowing our luck, Axe Hack was probably in here and stole them all. Just check there aren't any bombs under there, knowing that idiot."
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Mar 14, 2009 12:28:33 GMT -5
"Any of you wanna loan me a weapon? It seems like I'm gonna have to start over from scratch again..."
The DJ pulls out a map. It's a map of Malton. Numerous areas have been circled, including both forts, and even Caiger.
"I'm gonna have a lot of looting to do..."
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Post by Sarpek on Mar 14, 2009 12:53:43 GMT -5
Sarpek tosses the DJ his first flamethrower. "Here. Use it carefully. I've got materials for a few more, plus a defense system for the bar.
Sarpek wanders over to his supply cache upstairs, and returns with several pieces of 1 inch pipe with a series of holes drilled in them, and a valve. He sets up a loop of pipe outside the barricades, with one end running back into the bar. That end, he connects to the kitchen stove using the large valve. A carefully arranged electrical system leads back to an igniter near the first hole in the pipe.
"Perfect. Zeds show up, turn the valve, push the button."
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Mar 14, 2009 14:22:05 GMT -5
The DJ takes the flamethrower and leaves the bar. 10 minutes later, he runs back in the bar, slams the door, and starts barricading.
"Damn it Sarpek! The flamethrower was crap! Now we're gonna be dealing with undead walking torches!"
A loud knock and a groan is heard outside. The door unexpectedly catches on fire.
"Oh shit..."
The DJ runs behind the bar and grabs a fire extinguisher. He aims it at the fire and squeezes the trigger. Instead of water or foam, a bunch of confetti flies out. The DJ looks at the side of the extinguisher.
"Alright. Who's idea was it to replace the real extinguisher with this Joke Extinguisher??!?"
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Post by Sarpek on Mar 14, 2009 14:30:55 GMT -5
"Weird. The zombies must have Thermite. That's the solid steel fridge door I got from the kitchen..."
Sarpek quickly runs into the kitchen, and returns with a large canniseter labeled KITCHEN FIRE CONTROL SYSTEM WARNING CONTENTS UNDER PRESSURE. CONTENTS: Nitrogen, 500 PSI at room temperature.
He disconnects the defense system, and screws in the new tank, and throws the valve wide. There is a roar as the converted fire system, turned extinguisher, blasts the gas over the zombies and the door. Fog rolls under the door as the cold gas contacts the air. There is a loud clatter, and the system falls apart, and there is as slight puff of gas from the pipe, followed by silence. "Well... Now for Plan B." Sarpek returns from his stash with an aircraft engine, salvaged from his ultralight.
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Post by Noah on Mar 14, 2009 15:02:32 GMT -5
Noah runs down the stairs into the basement. He comes back up pulling on set of ropes. A large 50-gallon drum of water is straining at the opposite end of the rope.
"Will one of you give me a hand? If we can get this upstairs we can dump it over the 'cades and zeds from above."
He continues pulling, trying to get the thing up the second flight of stairs.
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Mar 14, 2009 15:06:16 GMT -5
From a few blocks away, Axe Hack has a pair of binocs pointed at the bar. The bar is surrounded by a massive group of flaming zombies.
"Undead torches. Why didn't I think of that?"
The DJ pulls out his cell and sends a text.
Light those zeds on fire. I think Malton deserves to be covered in a wall of flame.
Axe tosses his cell and shoots it.
The DJ pulls out a radio.
"This is DJ Spinbad, calling out for the Malton Fire Department. I know you guys haven't fought a single flame for quite some time, but you can now tap into your fire training again. We've got lots of flaming zeds outside the Elbow Room Bar, over."
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