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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Apr 26, 2009 19:23:06 GMT -5
The DJ rolls in on what seems to be a makeshift wheelchair.
"If all the FAKs in the world can't cure me, I'm gonna sue the damn city for endangerment of a tourist."
The DJ spots Leon shaking Noah.
"Look, Leon...If you don't go all crazy again, I'll tell you what to do...Whiskey. If you know what that is..."
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Post by Vito The Don on Apr 26, 2009 19:44:47 GMT -5
Vito suddenly sprints back to the room, wildly shooting his rifle over his shoulder. "Goddamn cannibal murderers down the street! Why did noone warn me?"
Wild tribal screams pierce the air, and a spear brutally impacts the open door were Vito was just standing. He leans out the door and fires a clip of 50 cal deagle ammo towards the mob of tribal cannibals. "Back, back I say, BACK." He tosses what looks to be a pipebomb with a loud noise emmiter towards the mob. "Chew on that jerks!" He shouts as the bomb detonates, killing six of the cannibals. The leader looks at Vito and makes a gesture implying that he will be back. In response with shoots him in the kneecap, forcing two of the leader's guards to carry him. "One day, One day I will make sure all of you god damn cannibals sleep with the fishes." Vito shouts as the tribe retreats.
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Post by Sarpek on Apr 27, 2009 18:07:24 GMT -5
Meanwhile, The roof of the bar has become a jungle of Devices, cables, fuel lines, compressed air lines, and others, many of them leading over to Sarpek's warehouse, from which comes the heavy thudding of an industrial Diesel generator. A zombie wanders past, and is skewered by a harpoon trailing two wires. There is an electric sizzle, and the zombie bursts into flames, melting into a puddle of burnt flesh. The current is cut, the harpoon is retracted, and manical laughter bursts from the rooftops. A hopeful zombie approaches the door, only to be decapitated by an axe on a pneumatic actuator, which slams back into its housing in the wall of the passage to the bar. Clattering is heard from the second floor.
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Apr 27, 2009 18:13:09 GMT -5
The cannibal tribe was retreating only because of a motorcycle reving in the foreground. Then, more reving. An entire biker gang runs over the cannibals with pistols out. One of them fires through the hole in the wall where the DJ was thrown through and hits Vito in the leg. The shooter takes off his helmet. It is Axe.
"I'm back, fellas! And I bought some friends with me this time! Surely you remember the Axe Deodorant PKers?"
The entire gang begins tearing the place apart with multitude of bullets.
The DJ, still in his makeshift wheelchair, rolls away as fast as he can.
"God damn it! I'm not ready for another battle, damn it! Where the hell are my FAKs???!?"
One of the wheels break off and the DJ falls off the chair and rolls to a stop by the counter. He spots one of Vito's many guns.
"Vito, I'm gonna borrow these for a minute."
The DJ picks up one of the guns and starts shooting over the counter at the PKing gang. However, none of the guns had any ammo in them.
"DAMN IT!"
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Post by Sarpek on Apr 27, 2009 18:39:38 GMT -5
There is a loud sizzle from above, and the bike melts to a puddle of molten slag, its gas tank exploding violently. The freight elevator arrives with a clang, and the doors swing open, revealing Sarpek, a very nasty looking machine with a pipe sticking out of the front, an airhose leading back up the shaft, and a very large crate hanging on the ceiling above the machine, attatched firmly to it. "Hello. Let's get down to the nuts and bolts of this situation." Sarpek grins, and squeezes a valve. With a scream of air, and a horrendous clatter, bolts begin to fly out of the pipe, feeding down from the crate. Sarpek laughs, unheard over the clatter of the valves opening and closing, and the roar of escaping air.
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Apr 27, 2009 18:45:59 GMT -5
Little did Sarpek know, Axe Hack is creeping up behind Sarpek with a knife in hand.
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Post by Sarpek on Apr 27, 2009 19:17:39 GMT -5
Sarpek's machine ceases fire with a high screech and a whistle, and suddenly an airhose is lashing around the elevator compartment- Axe had tripped over it. He spins around, filling Axe with a double load of Deer slugs. (See en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Brenneke.jpg .) "Thought you could sneak up on me, Eh? |
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Post by Noah on Apr 27, 2009 19:40:35 GMT -5
Noah opens his eyes. His head is reeling and everything around him is blurry but he's able to see more than before he blacked out. He thinks his hearing is messed up due to the constant banging he's hearing. He realizes his hearing is fine and that bullets are tearing through the Elbow Room. He can make out the shape of his shotgun and his pack. He starts crawling across the floor on his belly, going as fast as he can underneath the tables. He grabs his shotgun and slides across the floor to the broken barricades that Axe's crew has blasted down. He slides the top of his head over the 'cades. Outside is a blur of dark shadows and flashes from gun barrels. Noah watches for a gun flash. As soon as he pinpoints one he tracks the dark shadow behind it. He pulls the trigger. The shadow hits the ground. Noah ducks behind the 'cades as the pkers send another series of gunfire his way. This was not going fast enough to do much good.
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Post by Vito The Don on Apr 27, 2009 19:53:31 GMT -5
"Damn you axe!" Vito yells through clenched teeth, grimacing with pain after being shot. "DJ that was the unloaded gun bag, the loaded gun bag was behind you." Vito drags himself over to his Behemoth and starts to load the box clip. He takes a pool-cue and straps it to his leg so he can stand. Shambling over to the doorway Vito shouts "Come get some!" as he opens fire on the PKers. Eight go down before they even have a chance to turn, and three more fall victim as they begin to return fire. The massive gun clicks empty and Vito is forced to throw it to the ground. He dives behind a burned out hulk of a semi and unloads a duffel bag that was around his back. A stockpile of weapons and body armor clatters onto the pavement; no less than 5 Aks, 3 uzis, a .357 magnum and a "Judge" Revolver. Turning to DJ's cover he shouts "I'll lay you some cover fire whilst you go for a loaded gun this time, the bag's next to the couch." Vito pops up from his cover with two AK's in his hands, firing to pin down the remaining bikers. ((OOC: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taurus_Judge : This is a revolver that can dual load Shotgun and .45 ammo, Our doom is nigh)) |
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Post by Noah on Apr 27, 2009 20:01:31 GMT -5
Noah hears Vito yelling at DJ about loaded guns. He sees the DJ's shadow shape.
"DJ! Catch!"
Noah tosses him the loaded shotgun and his pack full of shells.
"Kick some ass!"
Noah crawls towards the back of the bar. His hides underneath a booth and draws his pistol. He can probably hit someone this close.
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Post by Leon Silverblood on Apr 28, 2009 0:28:35 GMT -5
Leon stands there, 3 legs planted, others playing patty-cake with several hands. He's amused, drunk, and eyeing an elephant gun.
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Apr 28, 2009 18:10:18 GMT -5
The DJ loads the shotgun Noah tosses him. Meanwhile, Axe gets up as a zombie, and does some kind of hand gesture. The DJ looks up and spots a few of the PKing gang on the second floor of an adjacent building. He also notices the hand gesture zombie Axe is giving happens to be a sign. Two of the PKers in the building points something at Vito's position. The DJ shouts at Vito.
"Vito! Get out of there! RPGs to the sky!!!"
One of the PKer in the building fires, blowing the semi Vito was behind to ashes. The other prepares to fire at anything that moves in the rubble. Axe Hack does another hand gesture in another direction. The DJ looks in that direction. An explosion behind Noah is heard. The DJ shouts at Noah.
"Noah! Get out of the way! The walls behind you are collapsing!"
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Post by Noah on Apr 28, 2009 19:18:24 GMT -5
Noah rolls under the bench and puts his hands over his head. He hears the walls crashing around him but remains unharmed under the rubble thanks to the bench. Air trickles through the rubble, he should be able to hide here for a while.
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Apr 28, 2009 19:29:58 GMT -5
The DJ watches as the wall collapses over Noah. The DJ, unsure if Noah is alright, grabs the nearest FAK and runs towards Noah's spot. Another RPG is fired, a few feet away from where Noah was hiding under. Followed by yet another one that is fired a few inches away from the DJ's foot.
"Son of a....It's like a freakin' war zone here right now!"
Meanwhile, zombie Axe gives Noah a nice bite and takes a chunk out of his neck. He then gives another hand gesture, and one of the PKers on the ground fires a flare gun to the sky. Mor engines are heard coming from every direction. A fresh fleet of motorbikes, as well as tricked out cars and ATVs roll outside the Elbow Room. The Pkers have now quadrupled in number. Four times as much bullets are shot, and the DJ, who is only a few inches away from Noah as of now, gets hit.
"God damn it...That one hit my iPod..."
One of the Pker pulls a grenade out, pulls the ring, and tosses it at Axe. Axe catches it with his zombie hands and jumps down in between the DJ and Noah, blowing both the DJ and Noah 10 feet away from their original positions. Axe gets his arm blown off, but he stands up and picks up his arm. He shambles towards Noah in an attempt to bite him as well.
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Post by Noah on Apr 28, 2009 19:51:45 GMT -5
[OOC/]I'm buried under rubble with a pistol in my hand. If Axe were to start shifting the rubble to get at me I could easily shoot him in the head.[/OOC]
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