Zombea V2

[Wisp]

May, while wrapping her arm in a bandage shouted down "Don't press any buttons on the console!" to falcon and as he came back up with a few clips in his hand she said, apologetically "Sorry, it's just I don't want anything to go wrong, it's taken me a long time to set all this up."

 

 

 

"Well, I guess I should introduce myself to you two. I'm May. This is my house. It was designed to stop zombies, you know, the slow kind. Not these. I'm sure it will hold up against anything short of a tank. If a tank comes, the best thing we can do is aim for the head, but even a dozen or more direct head shots might not kill it. Those things are ridiculous.

 

Anyway, to those of you who are new here, the basement. It's the safest part of the house. It has most of our supplies, and if we close and bar the door, it would take even a tank a long time to get in. From there, there are monitors for all the cameras I have set up outside the house. If you here a beep, anywhere in the house, it means they've detected movement, and someone should check the monitors. There are also some detonators to explosives I have ringing the house, but that's only for a last ditch thing, we can't waste them. Outside of the house is the garage, there is no way to get to it without going outside, unfortunately, and in there I have a few cars and a dirt bike. Anyway, Falcon, I think that at least you should get some rest right now, you were unconscious when we found you. I'll monitor the cameras for now, there rest of you can do whatever you want to get situated here. If your going to go outside, tell me first."

[FalconBomba]

"Ok, thanks... oh and I have some information that might be helpful. I camped out for a night in a park closer to the city heading out here. You know the one ringed with water? Well turns out these things don't like it very much. They'll go through it if they have to but they'd rather stay out of it. The water that is. None of them came at me from any direction except the main path."

 

 

 

And with that he headed for one of the hospital-like beds in an upper room. Putting the belt with clips on a knob on the headboard and gun within easy reach. Rest came easy, so tired that he did not even have time to think about what else he had seen in the park...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

OOC: DUN DUN DUN! I'll tell you when I wake up, creepy dreams come first to remind.

[Lenticular_J]

Caladan put the Triumph in the garage and unloaded the packs with May's help. Neither really had anything to say, but it was an amicable enough silence. Stepping into the house, he headed towards the kitchen. He needed a scotch.

[Wisp]

After helping Caladan, she headed downstairs, and sat in the chair in front of the security console.

 

 

 

May thought to herself as she sat watching the monitors. The old zombies had just gone through water, they didn't have to breathe. Maybe these ones did. Maybe they couldn't swim. Or maybe there was just something in the water they didn't like. In any event, it could be useful information.

 

 

 

Suddenly, she heard a beep. A motion detector she had placed a few hundred feet from the house had picked up something.

 

May swore, as the beast came in to view. As she had feared, it was a tank or part of one. Its right arm was torn off, and it was running slowly, with a limp. There were gashes all over it, it looked like it had been in a battle recently, and the wounds were still bleeding. It circled around the house, but it wasnt aggressive, it seemed to just be looking around. May hoped that it wouldnt notice them, but to be safe, she slowly stepped up the stairs, and told caladan that there was a tank outside. Vlad, who had apparently been standing guard in the tower ran down the stairs, and shouted Tank! May silenced him, and whispered If were lucky, and quite, it wont hear us, and wont attack us. Its wounded, but still, if it damages the door enough, we could be in trouble.

 

The others nodded, and she lead them back downstairs, to the basement. They looked in the monitors, and it was gone. There were footprints and a slight trail of blood leading off into the woods.

[dragoonson]

"May.I doubt he'll be back for a bit,"Vlad said,slightly panting from the run down the stairs."I'm going to be outside with some of my Red Oxen friends zeroing this bloody rifle"He said,slapping the butt of his M16,proven during the last horde to be off-aim on semi.

 

 

 

Setting the cans in a straight row at the edge of the vision of anyone in the hut,Vlad ran back,lay himself prone and took aim.Squeezing off as many shots as there were cans,he got up and ran to the cans.His aim seemed to be true,albeit the bullets landed a nice,equal distance from the cans.

 

 

 

"5 cm to the left,at range of 200m"Vlad noted,"Very good,its easy to rectify"

 

 

 

Having said that,he left the cans and ran back to zero his rifle in.

[Wisp]

May sat bored at the console. She figured she would check through it's functions to make sure all was working.

 

 

 

Detonators: Online

 

SR Cameras: Online

 

LR Cameras: Online

 

SR Motion Sensors: Online

 

LR Motions Sensors: Online

 

Shrieker Online: Online

 

Cooling Systems: Online

 

Backup Power: Full and Ready

 

Defense Alarms: Active

 

LCS System: Online

 

Emergency Systems: Ready

 

 

 

After this, the list blurred into an indistinguishable mass of numbers and code, and after a few more seconds, it beeped and said:

 

All systems active and working.

 

 

 

Slightly less worried about their current situation, and scanned through her archives. She found something interesting.

 

She walked up stairs, and stepped outside, to see Vlad fiddling with his assault rifle. Seeing as he had experience in demolitions, she would tell him first.

 

 

 

"I found information on something useful if we want to make a bomb. I found some speakers the military used to use to give warnings or stun enemies. They can be heard at around150 decibels at 2 miles away. If we can find some, and set them up with a bomb, any zombie within probably 5 miles will come running.

 

That's loud enough that the sound could be more dangerous to us than the bomb. We don't want to be anywhere near one of those if we ever find one, and use it."

[Lenticular_J]

Caladan walked downstairs and overhead May and Vlad speaking. "What do we have here in the way of weaponry? I don't have many shots left for my rifle. We might need to make a raid on a military base - even if we can't find those massive speakers, the weapons could be useful.

[FalconBomba]

OOC: Back from break. Got a really good book called World War Z, could be a history for the first Zombea war really. Great stuff recommend everyone here reads it.

 

 

 

ICC: 'The darkness of fresh sleep has enveloped Falconer, then the deeper thoughts emerge, pictures, colors, sounds, all terrifying as the brain sorts through the information. The events from the park are the clearest to him...

 

 

 

Staring at a mass of flesh and bone and nightmares, he is thrust toward it by an unknown force. Trying to run away brings him closer, groping for a gun and only grabs onto a face that tears away in his hand and yet still keeps coming towards him. From the mound comes more of the beings, with a chilling screech that sends shivers down the spine... charging with obscene speed and tearing him limb by limb. They pull him into the mound and......

 

 

 

He wakes up with sweat dripping off him. He sits up panting and remembers the creatures that were at the park. He goes off to find May, opening the basement and finds her in front of the consoles, trawling through information.

 

"Do you know of any zombies that move exceptionally faster than hunters? Because I found one wailing in the park I told you about, it seemed to be seperating parts from various animals in stacks when I shot at it and it went berserk. Forgot to tell you from sleep deprivation."

[Wisp]

OOC: I read it a while ago. I based some of my ideas off it, but changed it for the history I did.

 

 

 

ICC:

 

"I don't know... so far I have only been able to identify four types major types of mutations caused by the infection... Those are the one's we know about, the tank, smoker, boomer, and hunter... It is possible that there is another mutation that I haven't discovered yet. While I have not had a chance to actually study any of the infected, I read a theory, put out by some british scientist before everything went to hell, that the original brain cells are replaced with altered, infected ones, and rapid duplication of cells causes mutation. The most common, or at least the most common, noticeable mutations, tend to enhance some of the body's functions. For example with the tank, it increases muscle growth rapidly.

 

I just hope whatever you saw was unique.

 

 

 

In any event, I think we are planning on going to a military base quite soon. While I do have some ammunition and guns, I don't have enough to last us more than a little bit if we run into infected as often as we have in the past few days. I have already taken the liberty to load up two cars with supplies to get to the military base, and defend ourselves. It's best if we take both of my car's, since if one breaks down we could be trapped miles away from here, and I'd rather that did not happen.

[Lenticular_J]

"My motorcycle has enough power to strap a couple of sidecars onto it, if we need more cargo space," Caladan said. "On the note of the zombies, though ... They're changing. They're always changing. I'd wager that the farther we get into more populous areas, the more variety we'll find. It seems this virus - or whatever the hell it is - is hellbent on repopulating the planet with themselves." Caladan asked if May had any cigarettes.

[Wisp]

"We ARE trying to survive here, caladan.

 

In any case, I think two cars is enough. but if you'd rather take your motorcycle, you can, but it is a bit more dangerous than a car."

 

May paused, and looked at the screen.

 

 

 

"I archived a lot of information and theories that were being thrown around by scientists at the start of this... pandemic. Before we go I'll look into seeing if their might have been sightings or rumors of different types of mutants."

[dragoonson]

OOC:I'm reading Eyes of the Dragon,its so typical Steven King in that you decide a lot of things for yourself.Or,he tells you to decide for yourself and then tells you the truth toward the end.

 

 

 

ICC:Vlad,who had finished tampering with his rifle,pushed himself off the floor and grabbed as much ammo for it as he could carry.He then casually walked over to check if his zero-ing had been perfect.Squeezing off the same amount of shots as before,he grinned with satisfaction of know all of the cans had been knocked down.

 

 

 

He chuckled and walked towards where the other survivors had gathered.

 

 

 

Grinning once more,he called out to Falconer."So buddy,haven't seen you since the last zombie invasion,what've you been up to?"

 

 

 

OOC:Can we have a horde just as we leave?

[Wisp]

OOC: I guess.

 

now i feel like reading WWZ again.

 

ICC:

 

May stepped back to the console, and heard in the background Falcon talking about life since the the last zombie war. Caladan had gone to gather supplies.

 

A few minutes later, May was done on the console, and gathered the three others together.

 

 

 

 

 

"Okay. Here is what we're up against. The military base is about 22 miles away from here on the highway. The way we are going to get there is significantly longer, about 35 miles. The reason why, is the roads are scattered with abandoned cars. Hell, some of those cars have infected inside of them, trapped inside. When these zombies first started showing up, people tried to get out of cities, just like the last time. And just like last time, they got stuck on the roads, and most of them died. Anyway, we will be taking backroads."

 

May took a few minutes explaining the way to get there, in case they were separated.

 

 

 

"As for the infected, we've all fought them before. If nothing else, stay together. If you get caught alone by a hunter or smoker, your dead.

 

Once at the base, we're going to split into two teams of two. Each teams job is to search for anything useful. Ammo, MRE's, explosives or materials for them, and if we're very lucky, those speakers I read about. If we are very lucky, there might be some vehicles there. The base is most likely to be sacked, most of the stuff we want gone, but we can hope for the best. There are probably some locked doors that looters couldn't get into, and we have some light explosives to get through those if we need.

 

 

 

So here is the exact plan. I'm going to open the door. We're going to run to the garage, as fast as we can. Falcon, and Vlad. Your a team, since you've worked together before. Caladan, you're with me. There are too cars that we are taking, two SUV's. They can go off road if we need. Vlad and Falcon, you get the one on the left, we'll get the one on the right. I'll drive out first, you follow in your car. Stay close behind, but not too close in case I need to stop suddenly. "

 

 

 

May paused for a second, reached into a box on the ground, and handed everyone a radio and a headset. "We have to stay in constant contact. Now..."

 

"Is everyone ready?

[Lenticular_J]

"Hold on, I really need a smoke," Caladan had bummed a whole pack from Vlad, and he was down to his last one. May looked at him angrily. He joked, "I know - bad for my health, right?" He turned off the safety to his rifle, although he carried the UMP from May's armory - you never know.

 

 

 

OOC: I'll let you handle the rush, doom. Seems more your thing. Also, I just realized something. 4 survivors. One girl. One biker who hates everything but vests. One grizzled war veteran. One ... Aw, dragoooooooooon. Meh, Russian assassin is kinda close to black office worker.

[Wisp]

OOC: Haha. And just saying, I probably should have said this earlier, I don't care if people want to contradict plans or w/e my character makes. I'm just playing someone who likes to take charge, but you don't have to listen unquestioningly.

 

 

 

I'll post a bit later, if no one else does.

[dragoonson]

I'm just saying,I was in the zombie war too,and I joined first,kinda.

 

 

 

EDIT:Just found this site,giving it a good read too.

 

 

 

http://www.zombiecombatclub.com/

[FalconBomba]

'Loading some more ammo clips into his belt for his pistol and sliding a knife into his boot, he replied, "Well you remember when we got to the Rockies Base they seperated up the team, well somehow they got it in their heads to make me a scapegoat. They imprisoned me to show what happened to people who released criminals out of jail in the first war, apparently some roving bands of strongarms were major problems that needed a public reassuring. So got stuck in that prison not far from here and have been huffing it by foot because some others told me the way here since they saw it on the way on the prison buses. All in all, pretty unfun ten years but now I'm free and exactly where I was originally pretty much. And you?" Then bent over to pick up a rifle he had laid out earlier with some ammo and slung it over his back.

[dragoonson]

OOC:Lol I have not made up a story for between those times.

 

 

 

ICC:Vlad sucked slowly and stingily on a cigarette.He took a shot of vodka as he let out a puff of smoke.Calming down from the rage of hot from within and without,he smiled and told his story.

 

 

 

"To be honest,there's a blank between just after the group got seperated and 7 years ago.But I know I spent the last seven in a ZafetyHome."Noting the blank looks on his fellow's faces,he quickly added "Thats where they kept anyone involved in the war segregated from "Utopia",where apparently,everyone is blissfully unaware of the past war."

 

 

 

Finishing his cigarette,he continued."Anyway,the survivors in the ZafteyHome were still allowed to discuss the war among themselves,just not leave the home.We were provided with all the weapons we need for training,including live ammunition.At some point,one of my affiliates contacted me-things are allowed in,but not out-and offered me a final job."

 

 

 

"I was to kill the president-or as he had become,the overlord- of Utopia.The "when" factor was easy,he made a drive past the ZafetyHome everyday to make sure we were fine.The factor of how was also fine,since,as said we had any weapon we needed.Satisfied,I went to the roof one day for my Red Bull and shot him."

 

 

 

"Turns out,"he paused at the comma for another shot of vodka and continued."My assosiate wanted to become Overlord himself.And first thing he did was destroy the ZafetyHome.I became a citizen of Utopia a month later.And for the past two years I have been assigned more assinations of rivals."

 

 

 

"Pretty much fine,then this war came along.Now unless Cal or May wants to share,we should get going.My sniping scope is rusted and I assume the army will have a model thats not fifteen years old."

[Wisp]

"Well, I started a company, was successful, sold it and built this place with some of the money. Not too exciting. That's the last few years. Before that I was in the army clearing the country of the first zombies. Now, I think we have to go."

 

 

 

May walked to the door, unlocked it, and held it open. Everyone stepped out of the house, and may turned around and locked the door with a key. Everyone ran towards the garage, when they heard a far off, bloodcurdling scream.

 

 

 

"Get in the cars! HORDE!" May shouted, as she jumped in the passenger seat of one of the cars.

[Lenticular_J]

"I'm not leaving my bike to these mother [bleep]ers," Caladan proclaimed. He calmly went to one knee and aimed just above the heads of the oncoming wave of zombies. He rapidly shot, pulled the lever, and shot again, until the little clip of bullets was empty. Then, he ran like a Kenyan. "Bullets always slope a little down," he whined, about one of the zombies he only hit in the throat. Deciding it best to keep near May, since she was the only one in her car, he kickstarted his bike and grabbed a few propane tanks from the garage, throwing them into the others' cars.

 

 

 

"Let's rock."

[dragoonson]

OOC:Lul,magical Russian enters car moving away

 

 

 

ICC:Vlad tilted an eyebrow,the zombies were maybe 200 yards away.Caladan had just fired a few shots that landed below his intended mark.

 

 

 

"Cal,its not the bullet,it shouln't happen at this range" he announced in a scream,half-firing 2-3 well aimed shots at zombies,half-running to the car."Your gun isn't zero'd right,I'll do it for you when we get back."

 

 

 

He patted his own gun,somewhat of a cross between a Winchester and an M16,with a scope that would flip to the sides if not in use,convenient most situations."Old Burkja here can fire Federal bullets to the X at 500 yards."He finally said as he entered the car,right behind Caladan.He placed Burkja on his lap,dust cover up,and flicked the scope to face up as well.

 

 

 

OOC:He loves that gun.And Red Bull,and vodka.And a mix of both.And sandviches.He would've called the gun Sasha too,if it was Russian.

[Lenticular_J]

OOC: Actually, his barrel is ever so slightly bent. We can go into the story about why if I come up with a more thought-out backstory :3

 

...Urgh, that's all I really wanted to say.

 

 

 

ICC: "May, any way to set off those mines from here?" Caladan shouted while they waited for everyone to get situated. He finished putting gas jerries and propane tanks in their vehicles and hopped back on his bike.

[Wisp]

"Sadly no. Turn your radios on if you haven't yet, and put the headsets on."

 

May drove out of the garage first, Cal followed her on the bike and the other car was behind him. The zombies were approaching fast.

 

 

 

"Get onto the road. Do not hit them" May shouted into the radio "The last thing we need is a broken car right now"

[FalconBomba]

'Sitting in the car, he rolled the window down and quietly sighted the zombies with the rifle he grabbed in the house. Zeroing in on the closest Zed from where he was and fired. Clipping its face and burrowing into the brain and back out with a burst of black goo. "Well we'd better start heading off, he said to the Vlad. Well were at the base think we could find any lobbos? Need something with a little more weight behind it than the combat knife."'

[Wisp]

May was a bit worried, she had only planned on taking two cars, and if Cal got separated from them or crashed things could end badly. She tried her best to put the thoughts out of her mind.

 

She sped up and drove in front of the other car, and made a quick 90 degree turn onto the road. She accelerated more, hoping to get past the advancing horde before they got to her. But, from out of a tree, a hunter jumped onto her hood. She heard the sickening crack of one if it's bones. It seemed not to notice, however. It crawled towards the windshield, and started to bang it's fist against the glass pane.

 

May lost control of the car in a second of shock, and almost drove off the road. She slammed on the breaks, causing the hunter to go flying off into the road. May, still stopped, saw the other car drive past her, and as it did, Falcon took a shot at the hunter, killing it.

 

She took a moment to breath, then hit the gas again, and was back on the way to the military base.