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Post by marie on Jul 6, 2011 2:17:41 GMT -5
Amelia smirked back, "Well I can think of alot of things that we could do that if we didn't might be regrettable." she leaned in kissing on his neck, nibbling it and pulling away. She heard him and smiled, "I'd love to make it out of here and shooting things on the way is just a plus." Then she heard his explaination to his little iffy with her having no reaction towards killing things. She shook her head, amused, "Sweetheart, there's no possible way you can scare me." she shook her ehad, "My past isn't exactly perfect either.. how else am I suppose to know how to shoot a gun and fight? Haven't you noticed my aim is right on target?" she shook her head, if he only knew. She got to thinking about the future, she was hoping she made it and she had to pick another person, it'd be him. He seemed to be the most interesting to her. She smiled, "I have the feeling I'm going to be protecting not only me but you as well, if you stick around me." she let out a laugh, like he'd actually wanna go hang out with someone else.
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Post by Chris on Jul 6, 2011 22:22:05 GMT -5
Jaz shrugged at Guy's comment about if you didn't kill a zombie it would just come back and be pissed. "Well duh. But if you run off before it recovers then it's not a problem," she said, rolling her eyes as that should have been totally obvious.
She frowned though on his next comment. "Well maybe you want to become one of those disgusting things, but I certainly have no intentions of becoming one. Those things are gross," she said, crinkling her nose up.
Ice rolled her eyes at Guy. "Gee, aren't you Mr. Sunshine and Roses. Tell me, are you always so optimist? Or are you just in a really good mood today?" she asked sarcastically with fake interest.
About that time, someone nearly ran into her. Ice put her hand on her gun, but then let her hand drop to her side when she saw it was. . . what was his name? Ziggy? Who then began babbling something about soap. "What are you. . ." she began to ask but stopped when Ziggy suddenly said that Rayne had said that they had company.
"Shit," she grumbled. "Aright, we gotta go." With that Ice turned and grabbed the bag she'd filled with ammo and walked over to Nate and Amelia. "Come on, we gotta move. Now," she said, giving them both a shove towards the door. "You two as well," she added, grabbing Jaz's arm and pulling her towards the door then she turned and shoved Guy as well. "Get a move on," she snapped. Then she turned and grabbed the bags that Ziggy had dropped and handed them back to him. "Suck it up and keep moving. And unless you want to go hungry, you shouldn't drop those anywhere," she warned, giving him a shove towards the door as well.
"Everyone go up to the roof, I've got a car waiting at the bottom of the fire escape. Get in it, I'm driving so nobody try to get in the driver's seat," she threatened. With that she hurried up the stairs herself to the roof, pushing the door open and leaving it open behind her as she walked out onto the roof. She glanced up at the sky, the sun was setting, turning the sky colorful. When it turned dark it would make it a little easier to hide the black hummer from sight, anyway. She walked over and looked over the side. The hummer was exactly where she'd left it, with only a few zombies by it.
Ice shot the zombies that were nearby. "Down the fire escape and into the car," she ordered the group, "anyone not in the hummer in the next three minutes is getting left behind," she warned.
Truthfully, Ice didn't want to leave anyone behind, but she couldn't have the whole group getting killed just because one person wanted to be stubborn. Speaking of. . . Rayne better get her ass up there before they left as well, Ice thought, rolling her eyes.
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Post by Shawn on Jul 7, 2011 14:36:31 GMT -5
Nate crossed his arms over his chest and rolled his eyes. “Excuse me but I think I can manage to take care of myself, I've been doing that just fine for about a decade now.” He said snapping a bit, he didn't like the fact that she had basically insinuated that he was unable to protect himself. Then again how would she know that, he was basically acting like a coward every time a gun went off. He gave her a quick smile and tried to play it like he hadn't really meant anything by what he said. “And my past is the past, besides if we do survive and the world goes back to normal I don't need anyone knowing things that could send me back to prison.” He said figuring that was more than enough of the whole sharing thing for a while at least. Before he could say anything else Ice was herding the group towards the roof and then to a fire escape which lead to a hummer. He glanced over at Amelia, “So I guess this is when things start to get interesting.” He said before hurrying down the fire escape and taking out his gun, scanning the area for anymore zombies. He knew sometime soon he would have to man up and use the gun, he wasn't going to get himself or anyone else killed, at least not again.
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Post by Shawn on Jul 7, 2011 19:55:55 GMT -5
Ziggy followed holding the bags of food again but didn't say anything he was a bit confused. He headed to the roof of the building with the others and glanced over at Ice. He was a bit confused wasn't she going to go help Rayne? I mean no way she would leave her friend behind in trouble like that? It was just so cold, but then again her name was Ice. “Hey Ice, we're gonna go help Rayne right? I mean we can't just leave her there right? Crazy lady with a gun, plus hordes of zombies, I mean she could get hurt or worse.” He said worried, I mean how could he live with that, if after he'd run off she got hurt or killed. He kept picturing the girl he'd seen get shot, it was pretty awful thing to witness, and he didn't want it to happen to someone he knew, even someone he barely knew.
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Post by marie on Jul 8, 2011 1:57:45 GMT -5
Amelia took a step back cause she didn’t take people snapping at her very kindly, infact she was two point five seconds from slamming his head against the wall. Because she was happy to protect him, though the only person she had to protect left her side and got killed. She saw his quick smile but already lost hers and noticed that another personality took over. She heard his comment about the past, she shrugged, “Not like I wanted to unload my past on you. And my past would send me straight to jail.” She heard the leader or whatever talk and rolled her eyes and then heard his comment, “Everything is interesting with me involved.” And she headed through the escape. Once she was out she pulled her gun out and shot at a zombie, hitting him dead between his eyes. She grabbed Nate’s arm, “You’re walking to slow.” And pulled him in the car with her.
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Post by Chris on Jul 8, 2011 3:55:31 GMT -5
Ice watched as Nate and Amelia headed down the fire escape, then Jaz followed down shortly behind them. She was waiting to make sure everyone else got down first, then she'd follow up behind them. As Jaz got to the hummer, she heard Ziggy and looked over to him and sighed.
"No, we're not. Rayne and I have an agreement. If one of us gets in trouble and the other is with the group, then the one with the group gets the group out first. Besides, Rayne can take care of herself. You said it was just one woman, right? That's probably Myra, crazy is her last name, I think," she grumbled. Ice leaned over the side and saw Amelia pull Nate into the hummer with her.
"We need to move," she said, giving Ziggy a shove towards the fire escape to get him moving. Ice nudged Ziggy down the fire escape as quickly as she could, then jumped off the ladder and into the ally, the gravel crunching under her boots.
"A hummer? I'm surprised, I thought you'd go for something more like a truck. That's usually your style, isn't it, Ice?" a female voice said.
Ice let out an annoyed sigh and turned to find Myra standing by the back door of the mall, gun aimed out in front of her. "I see you got out of your straightjacket. Impressive. Did you find your shoelaces as well?" Ice asked sarcastically.
Myra rolled her eyes and ignored the comment. "Pity you went through all of this trouble. I'm really disappointed that you weren't more efficient. Then again that's why you got kicked off the clean up crew, isn't it?"
Ice narrowed her eyes at Myra but before she could say anything Rayne suddenly came out of the door behind Myra, hitting her on the back of the head with her gun. Ice smiled. "Finally. 'bout time I was beginning to think you lost your touch."
Rayne snorted. "Hardly. Sorry I'm late, ran into a little problem," Rayne said, shrugging. She exchanged a look with Ice. "Get everyone out here?" she asked.
Ice nodded. "Yep, like we agreed, let's move before the rest of the idiot band show up," she said. With that Ice turned and ducked into the hummer's driver's seat.
Rayne slid her gun into her waistband and hurried over to the hummer. "Nice work, Zig," she said, giving him a nudge into the hummer and climbing in behind him.
No sooner then Rayne closed the door and Ice did one quick check to make sure that everyone was inside, she hit the gas and pulled the hummer out of the ally and into the parking lot, running a few zombies over in the process. As Ice pulled hummer out onto the street, she saw a few black SUVs pulling into the parking lot of the mall. "You," she said, casting a glance at Guy. "Keep an eye out for anyone following us," she said quickly looking back to the road, "and let me know the second you see anything at all," she added.
Rayne turned in her seat and looked out the back window, at the moment, nobody was following them, but she doubted it would take Myra long to recover and head after them. "Did you get back to Ice alright?" Rayne asked, looking back to Ziggy. "No zombie roadblocks or anything?" she added.
OOC: Sorry for the slight God-Mod, Shawn, hope you don't mind.
OOC2: By the way, if anyone wants to bring in a member of the clean up crew to work with Myra sometime, feel free to. No bios required.
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Post by Shawn on Jul 8, 2011 19:03:20 GMT -5
OOC-I don't mind at all
Nate rolled his eyes when Amelia pulled him into the car. She seemed to be in some sort of bitchy mood, probably cause he'd snapped at her. He rolled his eyes at her. “Women.” He muttered to himself as he shook his head, he so did not want to deal someone else's moodiness today, zombies were way more than enough trouble. He looked over at Ice and Rayne since they were apparently in charge of this little group. “So where are we going?” He asked trying to figure out what in the hell was going on. “And whose the crazy chick with the gun, I mean the one who isn't in our little gang here.” He added referring to the female Rayne had knocked in the back of the head.
Guy raised an eyebrow when he was ordered to be lookout. He glanced at out the window next to him and every now and then glanced in the car mirror to his other side or the rear view mirror to keep a good eye on things. He wondered exactly what he was to be looking for, obviously zombie's weren't going to be able to keep up with a car so that probably meant he was too watch for other cars. “So who exactly is after us besides zombies?” He asked about the same time Nate asked basically the same question. Apparently Nate had finished flirting and was now fighting with Amelia, strange he'd have thought they'd be fighting sooner. He pushed the button to make the window roll down since it was getting dark and he wanted to see better. He stuck his head out the window for a second, partially cause it's fun and partially to get a better view.
Ziggy was completely floored at the thought of just leaving someone behind but he did what Ice said, she obviously knew more about the situation than he did. He climbed down the fire escape, carefully so he wouldn't drop the food and then just before he got in the hummer. The fact that he was about to have to ride around in one of those gas guzzling monstrosities was going to drive him crazy. I mean Jesus Christ one ride in a hummer basically offsets everything he'd been trying to do to reduce his carbon foot print. He spotted the woman with the gun from early and was happy to see Rayne smack her over the head with a gun and then he hopped in the hummer. Zig shook his head in response to Rayne's question. He'd forgotten to even look for zombies, he'd only been focused on running. “I didn't run into any trouble, glad to see you made it out of yours alright.”
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Post by Shawn on Jul 8, 2011 19:04:11 GMT -5
OOC-So here's another bio If i need to change anything I can. Name: Dr. Henry Quentin usual just goes by Q but constantly tries to get people to call him The Doctor. He's not a medical doctor but has a PhD in Biochemistry. Age: 24 Personality: Q is a genius when it comes to science, computers and all things declared nerdy and when it comes to things like common scenes he's and idiot. He's a bit naive, he's always been too trusting and that usually get's him into trouble. He has a tendency to over think everything and finds to most complex way to do something rather than a simple one. He's very friendly, and tends to talk non stop and most of the time half the things he says makes no sense. He's usually optimistic but once he gets freaked out all he can think about is how everything is going to fall apart, and it's not too hard to freak him out. He's usually pretty hyper but then again he drinks nothing but Red Bull most of the time and hides most things he's feeling with jokes and sarcasm. He's not really much of a fighter or any sort of use with a gun, unless your talking first person shooters then prepare to get pwned, he's much better at shooting in a video game than real life. Appearance: Extra: Q worked for the people responsible for creating the zombies as a scientist, and if you want to be technical about it, it's basically him who created the first zombie. He wasn't trying to cause the zombie apocalypse, they told he'd be saving lives and he didn't really know too much of what was going on. Q never asked questions from his bosses, he was just to work in one of the top labs ever and to be a part of groundbreaking new science. If you accuse him of causing anything bad he'll say it wasn't his fault but deep down he feels guilty and he hates himself for it. He's also carrying a video camera just in case the world doesn't end so he can make a documentary and prove how none of this is really his fault. He's been told to help the clean up crew by working on new weapons and a better cure for the virus. He doesn't exactly agree with Myra's whole killing people philosophy but she scares the hell outta him so he just does what she says.
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Post by marie on Jul 9, 2011 4:32:05 GMT -5
Amelia shifted her bags to where she could handle the weight better, she heard his mutter comment and rolled her eyes, she just didn't say anything because she knew it'd probably be the most bitchest comment that was able to come out of her head. Instead, she worked on calming her nervous and her fingers slightly twitched and she was dying for a cigerttee. She would much rather be behind the wheel but the simple fact that she didnt know where they wanted to go created as issue. She tilted her head when her moods just flip again, that got really annoying. She bit her lip, she was trying to find a way to say something to Nate but she couldn't find the courage to admit that she slightly over reacted. She glanced over at Nate, then observed what was going around her. She ran a hand through her hair, she leaned over to Nates ear and mutter, "Sorry..i'll explain later." she leaned back, and looked out the window. It was truely the last thing she wanted to admit at this time but she really didn't want to make an enemy and the whole Zombie bullshit that is going around.
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Post by Chris on Jul 9, 2011 5:28:10 GMT -5
OOC: Love the bio for Q, Shawn. You can bring him in whenever you want.
Rayne gave Ziggy a small smile. "Thanks. Myra's actually fairly easy to handle when you know how. I told her there was a zombie behind her-" she chuckled a little "-she tried not to look but her paranoia got to her and she had to turn and look. Which was when I got my break." She shrugged. "She's crazy and not the smartest person around. But she's cold and ruthless, which is why she got to where she is," she explained.
Ice sighed, rolling her eyes when first Nate, then Guy, started asked questions. Ice hated answering questions. When Ice glanced over and saw Guy stick his head out the window, she couldn't resist making a sarcastic remark about it.
"I knew you weren't any smarter then a dog. It would be a shame if I get the car a little too close to a wall," she grumbled.
Then she glanced in the rear view mirror at Nate. "The least you guys know, the better," she said simply. Not intending on answering any questions.
Rayne sighed. "Ice, we're going to have to tell them sooner or later. Especially if they cross paths with Quentin and he starts babbling," Rayne said.
Ice snorted. "When isn't Doc Q spewing something he shouldn't be?" Ice grumbled.
Ice sighed and watched the road for a moment. Rayne had a point, they needed to tell them some of what was going on. Partly because they needed to know what to watch for, and partly because if they didn't it would make the group even more suspicious and might start an argument that they couldn't afford right then.
"Where we're going-" Ice decided to start with the easiest to explain of the questions "-is a little island off the coast of Florida. It's uncharted. Rayne and I found it by accident awhile ago." That was sort of the truth. They purposely had been scouting out an island, not just stumbled onto it. "Which is where you guys are going to hide out until this blows over." If it ever blows over she added silently. "But we'll have to stop at a few places along the way. We have a few safe houses lined up here and there, but we'll mostly have to wing it at finding a safe spot to pull over in some states," she explained.
"The 'crazy chick' was Myra Johanson. She's a. . .well, she's crazy and a cold blooded murderer. She's the head of the department that will probably be chasing after us fairly soon."
That was going to get tricky explaining. "Rayne, care to take it from there?" Ice said, shooting her a look in the rear view mirror. She was so keen on telling them everything, she might as well explain it.
Rayne paused, frowning when Ice handed it over to her to take over explaining. "The company that's responsible for the zombie outbreak is called the Umbrella Cooperation. It's a. . . research faculty. Myra is the head of the department known as the Clean-Up Crew. Which the name is pretty self explanatory. When something happens that's a result of Umbrella's research the Clean-Up Crew is dispatched to take care of the problem. But-" Rayne cringed slightly on the next part "-while their job is eliminate the zombies, their job is to also terminate any evidence of the zombies."
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Post by Shawn on Jul 9, 2011 15:08:11 GMT -5
Guy quickly pulled himself back into the car and looked at Ice, he could sort of see her driving by a wall just to decapitate him. “I think you might need some serious therapy to work out your psychopathic and anti social behavioral problems.” He said with a serious face as teased back. “So being witnesses that makes us evidence right.” Guy asked. “And by terminate the evidance you don't mean sent away to live in Hawaii and payed truck loads of cash not to say anything?” He added, a bit surprised that there was something worse than having to avoid some zombies. He leaned forward to play with the car radio, getting nothing but static. He searched for a working radio station, maybe some breaking news or some music, anything was better than thinking about zombies and some crazy group mercenaries out to kill anyone who encountered the zombies. “Wait what the hell were they researching that created zombies?” He asked after being quiet for almost a whole minute.
Nate shrugged, an island off the coast of Florida sounded a lot better than this stupid town anyway. “Escaping zombies for a free vacation.” He said thinking for a second then shrugging. “Sounds awesome to me.” He said bored with questions for the time being. Amelia whispered a “sorry” into his ear and he sighed and moved closer to her. “If you mean it don't apologize for it.” He whispered back. He pulled out a pack of reds and placed a cigarette between his lips. “Smoke?” He asked as he searched his pocket for his zippo. He flipped the lighter open and lit up his cigarette. “Hey so why not like call up the white house? Don't we have homeland security to fight zombies and a band of crazy people with guns?” He asked. “I mean isn't this why we pay taxes and shit like that?”
Ziggy laughed at Rayne's explanation for how she got away. He wondered for a second if Myra would be alright, sure she was out to kill them but no one could deserve to be eaten by zombies. Then he remembered the other SUV's that had arrived as they left and figured it was Myra's backup. “Umbrella Corporation?” He repeated. “Well I guess if anyone would be making zombie's it'd be them.” He said rolling his eyes. He'd heard plenty about Umbrella, about the sort of pollutants they were letting into the air and water, doing weird experiments on animals and according to some inmates as well, they basically had no regard for life or the environment. “I've heard a lot of stuff about them, none of it good.”
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Post by Shawn on Jul 9, 2011 16:48:02 GMT -5
Name: Jayne Casey Age: 30 Personality: Jayne's a rather simple guy, not overly smart but not a total moron. He doesn't really have a sense of humor and he fits his job pretty well. Jayne is the muscle, he's great with any sort of weapon or in a hand to hand combat. He doesn't really fear anything, but he'd rather not be eaten by zombies and he usually takes orders well. His affection for his weapons occasionally worries his co workers, and most people think of him as a psychopath. Jayne however sees himself as the hero, bravely hunting down zombies, keeping the world from learning about something like that, he knows he's doing good work, plus it's kind of fun. Jayne usually tries not to kill people who aren't zombies but if they're about to turn then it's really for there own good, and as for the witnesses well Myra says it must be done, and he trusts her judgment on that. Appearance: Extra: Unfortunately for Jayne he's been asked to keep an eye on Q, and that guy really gets on his last nerve.
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Post by marie on Jul 9, 2011 17:03:22 GMT -5
Amelia heard that they was going to an island of the coast of Florida, was they going to be responsible for repopulating civilazation. Because that would be weird but the thing they had to do with making babies, that would be fun. She mentally shook those thoughts out her head, there was no way she was having a baby..since she was the last person who'd see be a mother figure. "A vacation would be nice." she said, she never really had a good vacation. She spent most of her time running across the country from..er..things. She noticed after she appologized and he moved closer, she heard him and bit her lip, whispered, "I know." And she heard him say smoke and she took one and digged out her lighter, lighting hers up and trying to calm nerves down. She didn't realize that she was leaning closer to Nate, "Is the White House still alive?" she raised her eyebrow. She let out a laugh about the taxes, but just let out a puff from her cig. "And sorry for basically pulling you here. You're basically the only person I can get along with." she whispered. And hoped that he would understand.
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Post by Shawn on Jul 9, 2011 17:36:00 GMT -5
“Greetings people of the future, I am your narrator, Dr. Henry Quentin, or just The Doctor as many of my colleagues call me. I'm here to show you the truth of what happens when science goes terribly wrong. When one man, nay, one extraordinary genius accomplishes something so miraculous, and when that creation turns monstrous. I implore you to not judge me too harshly though, for I am an imperfect man, constantly struggling between who I was and who I want to be. Seeking redemption by hunting down there very creatures I helped to create and-” Q said as he continued to talk into the camera in an overly dramatic voice for the third hour in a row.
“If you don't shut up I will take that camera and shove it so far up your ass, the people of the future will know exactly what you had for dinner.” Jayne shot back at him from the drivers seat. He was sick of listening to Q talk for hours on end.
“I already filmed dinner in a segment I plan to call Eating without being Eaten.” He informed Jayne but closed the camera and set it down just as they pulled into the parking lot of the mall.
“You are aware this movie of yours is never being made right? Our job is to make sure people don't find out zombies remember.” Jayne reminded him as he pulled the car to a stop near the entrance to the mall and wondered where the hell Myra was. The last ordered he'd gotten was to met up here, but just as they arrived a black hummer started barreling out of the mall parking lot. He reached for, and grabbed a strange looking gun, rolled down the window of the black Escalade and fired. He hit the hummer's bumper with the, oh what did Quentin call it, nano tracker thingy. He was pretty sure he knew who was driving and this would make tracking them down a hell of a lot easier.
“So when do I get a gun?” Q asked as he leaned forward to grab one of the weapons Jayne had all in a duffel bag in the passenger seat.
“Never.” Jayne replied unamused as he smacked Quentin's hand away.
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Post by Chris on Jul 9, 2011 23:10:55 GMT -5
Name: Myra JohansonAge: 29Personality: Myra is cold and ruthless. Take no prisoners and has no mercy no matter how much anyone might beg. She's extremely focused on her job and won't let anything get in the way of her accomplishing a task. She can be calculating and come up with a plan, but most of the time she prefers to run in, shooting. She's a little bit paranoid, especially when it comes to zombies. While Myra has no problem walking into a hoard of zombies and killing them, she's always checking over her shoulder to make sure there's not one sneaking up on her. After seeing numerous people being eaten, Myra is paranoid about being eaten herself.Appearance: Extra: Myra's cold and ruthless ways of doing anything it takes to accomplish something have taken her right up the ladder to being the lead of the Clean-Up Crew Department. A job which Myra deeply enjoys. She loves being in charge and getting paid to shoot things.
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