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((hey can you amke it the door is still open,It will be better :/))

*Mike runs for the and jumps in as in closes throwing the man to the floor
Mike:Christ you all deaf or something,and thanks for holding to door open,fuck
*Mike kicks the man and he groans
Mike: he aint dead,and I dont think hes been cut
*Mike notices the gang
Mike where they fuck did you come from,and what in that cart?

((Im off to bed now see yas later))

NG account:Liamski_noir
Age:15
Character Name:David Naeler
Character age: 21
Area:The Slums of the city quite close to innner town near the over run police station.
Weapons:Large wrench
Appearance:Normal build, Hair just covering eyes,wearing jeans and a blood stained t-shirt
Breif Bio:Had just finished taking a I.T corse at University,came home to meet his girlfreind and family
he allways slept in the spare loft room in his mothers house when he came up to visit.
coinsidentaly when he went to visit this time his sister of 13 was there *i think the family new more than him at this period of time*.
on the first night of staying there the house was attacked by the "beasts" he only just got out alive blood stained and shaken from the experiance.

Ford wakes up with a splitting head ache and his gun trained on the still locked closed door infront of him.

*Here we go*

standing up and streaching his weary bones Ford realised this had onloy just begun. :D
the radio said noone was coming. so where could they go?
who could they seek. He'd have to find out. straght after a quick visit to the police Armoury.

* no point dieing without a nice gun, or on an empty stomach*

The sign pointing towards the Cafetiria was clear and percise.
with Noone around Ford had a quick breakfast.
Forgettin all about his thoughts of the armoury for now Ford took a stroll around the compound.

leaving the dead body of the chef out of

* wonder what happend to those survivors*

((Welcome to to thread Liamski :) Post away!))

((why thank you))

David looks back at his house in horror.
:David-Jesus crist
he looks around franticly hoping to find somthing to fend of these beasts .
he finds an old rusty wrench...
Suddenly he hears a lound bang as the back door of his house is torn apart.
he runs and hides behiend his shed.
thoughts of his family beaing decapatated in the house pass through his head.
he trys to run of but is too scared to move...
What looks like a hand bursts round the side of the shed.
David falls over backwards through a hedge.
:David-shit...Shit!

*swings wrench at the "beast"

the "beast's" head cracks open on impact and bounces off into the shed window leaving it imobilized for the mean time.
:David-Holy shit...
David gets up, jumps over the fence into the gully on the other side and runs for his life...
((sorry about the spelling))

The brown haired well built officer walks up to Ford in the lobby. His footsteps are Echoed by the sound of a much quieter shy stalker. This cop is angry and has a baton in the way that he was trained to us it, ready to smash Fords face.

*Fuck i thought another one would come up from the wood works*

Brian: YOU! Where's the Chief?!? i'll tell ya where. . . Dead!! You killed him. And Guess where your goin. . .eh eh. . .back to jail yeh.
Brian prods Harry with his baton. And Ford Shakes off the temptation to kill the man with the knife when he saw the armed officer behind him.
Harry shakes his head then takes a long look at the shoes that the officer has taken so much time to polish.

* not goin to do u much good now are they, not like they'll care about you'r boots.*

Ford: The Chef is missing, i never did anything. Please dont put me back in the cell im not dieing in a steel box. im not!!!!
. . .
Brian: WALK TO THE FUCKING CELL OR I'LL SHOOT YOU MYSELF. I'LL SHOVE MY BOOTS SO FAR DOWN YOUR THROUGHT YOUR GOING TO TASTE IT IN YOUR ASS CHEEKS!!

Ford: Not gonna be so shiny then are they, ASS HOLE!!!! i'll go but not until i find out who is replacing him as the new Chief i ain't iunder your comand.

*Mike spots Brian taking Ford back to the cells
Mike:It will have to wait see you in min *He pushes past and goes down to the cells
Mike:Hey what you doing,Chief said he can stay out now
Brian:Heh,Thats funny,chief dont say that anymore...hes dead and Im in charge
Mike:Wait what?! when did this happen!
Brian:While that gang was coming in
Mike:How do you know it was him!
Brian:Who else could it have been...
Sammy:You iced the chief?,Nice one man!
Mike:Shut it sammy!
Ford:I didnt kill anyone..
Brian:Your being kept in here for as long as I say asshole...
*Brian leaves the cell room
Mike:Dont worry you will get out soon...

David Trys to gain his breath, he can still hear the monster groaning.

David-S..SHIT!

David looks behind him whilst running down the gully to see 5 or 6 mosters Chasing him.
he turns the cornner and heads for the first house he sees, he trys to open the door but its locked (the "previous occupents" must still be held up inside), he Nocks at the door.

David- LET ME IN!
FOR GODS SAKE LET ME IN

*Theres no answer*
He ramms the do quicly in the hope that it will open but it doesn't the door is being blocked from the other side.
He turns to see that the "monsters" had stoped chasing him and have diserpered (for the mean time...)
he spends a minute gaining his bearings then looks round threw the window to see if there is any one inside of the home.
he cant see anything...its to dark.
Suddenly he see's a flash in the corner of the room, and the piercing sound of screams.
its an old cb radio.
David raises his wrench and hurels it downwards towards into the window, a large crash follows.
he clambers in trew the window onto the front room of the house.
He looks around as if in a trance still Stunned from the sound of the screams.

the screams get louder ...Then suddenly fade out into white sound.

David jerks his head towards the radio,walks over to it and starts flicking through the chanels in the small hope that there still might be a small portian of humanity out there to help him...

*Mike leaves ford and goes to the com room
*Mike thinks to himself "We need more people to try and get here if we want to survive"
*Mike turns on the two way radio and speaks into the mic
Mike:Anyone listening to this right now listen up,If you need some shelter,food or anything else try and get the Police Dept. near city hall,we need more survivors here so we can try and help others ,so please try and get here asap...over and out
*Mike turns off the radio and walks up to the roof
Mike:Looks like Im on lookout duty *And he loads his berreta*

((Ill be back on at 8pm GMT so just if you are waiting for me sorry =D))

NG account:darkldark
Age:16
Character Name:Elisey L.
Character age:23
Area:Outside of a lab on a rocky canyon
Weapons:2 Swords a couple of throwing daggers and a .44 magnum just in case.
Appearance:6ft tall long hair one covering the eye not very musculant but pretty strong piercing red eye color and a scar across the cheek.
Clothe: An assasin mask covering the mouth from sand a bandaged chest arms are still open pants are tight and gloves.
Breif Bio:Elisey used to teach in a Sanctuary a style of sword fighting when there was a virus they took him and they wanted to inspect it so he was in cryogenic sleep for a little while now he awoken to see that they wanted to kill him and use him as bait to get the creatures to come.

After a while David gives up hope and stops flicking through the channals.
he turns round and heads for a near by door, he opens it, ot leads into the kitchen.
He searches the room for a better wepon than a wrench...nuthing catches his eye.
He hears a knock coming from above him.
His head jerks violently upwards.

his heart beats speeds up and his jaw drops

after a moment of thinking he decides to make his way towards the stairs.
Revenge for his family was the only thing on his mind...
he reaches the top of the stairs and turns the corrner.
A shadow passes under a door ajectent from him.

David-what the hell...
*he raises his wrench*

David moves towards the door trembeling with a mix of hate and mortal fear.
it swing rounds revealing a man and two children ...

David- HOLY SHIT!

...there bodies were mutalated, blood and gore were painted on the walls.
the man was holding a pistoland a box of ammo...
david reluctently peeled the gun out of the dead mans hand and checked it for ammo...
...4

David-i'll need more than that i'm going to stay alive...

he bends over to take up the box of ammo...the man looks up.

David-FUCK!

David steps back but can't help but look at the man as he rises to his feet...

David-Oh my god...

...are...are you ok?
The man dives at David knocking him back through the door.
He lifts the gun and shoots blindely into the room.
a dead silence fell apon the house.
then slowly a thump resinates from the room, and the man rolls out onto the floor infront of David.
he seemed to be dead...this time.
David dashes into the room and picks up the ammo silently as if not to wake up the two children from there sleep,then turns round and runs own the stair back into the living room and locks the door.
He slumps to the ground and passes out...
...he is awoken by a muffeled voice coming from the radio...

"Anyone listening to this right now listen up,If you need some shelter,food or anything else try and get the Police Dept. near city hall,we need more survivors here so we can try and help others ,so please try and get here asap...over and out"

David-Huh?...the police station
The police staion...maybe they can tell what the hell is going on?!

((Welcome dark,you can star posting now :D and weird chara btw,in a good way :P))

David jumps to his feet in slight exitement that there are still people out there.
he looks at the floor searching for his gun and ammo, he finds them and loads 6 bullets into the gun.
he turns and shuffles through the window back onto the dead streets.
he swiftfully runs up the street towards the local police station.
it comes into his line of sight.
David starts screaming and shouting for help firering wildly into the air.
suddenly a scream for help emerges from the shadows of a near by door way.
he stops dead woundering weather to help the poor soul or to keep running...
He conciance getts the better of him and he slowly walks towards the door way feared of encountering anoughter one of those "monsters".
he strians to focus on the image in the door way but its too dark.
he moves closer. the Screams die off into a low gargleing.

David-erm...

say somthing...
give me a sign thats theres some one there?
a large shadow moves towards him slowly graoning and screaming.
he fires his last remaining bullets at it and quickly and makes a break for it.
runnig towards the station he notices a man staning on the roof...

David- HELP!!! OPEN THE DOORS!!

*Mike notices a single man running for the door
David:HELP OPEN THE DOORS
Mike:Someone open the doors,we have a man out here!
*Mike shoots at the monsters creeping up behind the man
*Suddenly the door opens and the man gets in,the doors close
*Mike goes down stairs to inspect the arrival
Mike:Hey, there glas you made it....whats your name and are you injured?

Ford looks up and down his Roommate again as he enters the room, but he looks different. Changed, more primal, his movements more chaotic, random less . . . controlled.

Ford: Sammy, yo al'right? you look a little, ill.

Sammy: i'm fine . . .Harry . . . How was LIFE on the outside?

Sammy seemed to splutter the words. the word "life" made him sick, the entire sentence made him sick. His Crisp packet and Ford's were lieing on the floor, one half eaten the other left. But Sammy was Starved, he wouldnt waste food.

Ford: nothing big. . . you seen whats outside?

Sammy: No man. . .WHat Ab0uT iT?

Sammy seemed to be losing the ability to speak, he was drooling.
Ford remeberd his story, it made him sick. He got caught when he mugged an old lady, She bit him and he Screamed the cops caught him.

Ford stood up from the bench.

Ford: Sammy u aint alryt are ya. . .

His hand reaching into his waist line.

* I'm so glad the Pig didnt search me*

Sammy: DoN't StArVe Me . . . HaRrRYy.

:AAAAARRGH

the blood cudeling howl from Sammy made Ford jump, he felt alive again. He was in his element.
He Was Back.

Baton connected to Skull.

Ford: GET TO FUCK SAMMY.

Ford's reactions were as quick as ever. His training wasnt for nothing.

Barrel of P.228 to Dead mans skull in 3 seconds.
a quick smack from the baton to the jaw paralyzed Sammy for a couple of seconds enough to let a round into his kneecap.
But He didnt stop
the second bullet connected with the second Kneecap and sammy was on his knees facing Ford. Barrel to forehead. the bullet Passes through Sammy's skull and the baton quickly desposes of the upright body.
Sammy is on his side with no brains in the cell.
Ford calmly sits down to read the newspaper.

David-Thanks...

Mike-Hey, there glas you made it....whats your name and are you injured?

David-i'm..i'm...fine. BUT MY FAMILY.
WE'VE GOT TO GO GET THEM! THEY HAVE TO BE ALIVE!
.......Jesus crist...whats going on out there?

David shakes mike's hand...and looks back reasuring hiomself that the doors are closed

David shakes mike's hand...and looks back reasuring hiomself that the doors are closed

Mike:I dont really know...you must be hungry folow me
*Mike hears screams and gunshots from the cells
Mike:What the...Wait here a sec
*Mike runs down to the cells and sees sammy with half a face
Mike:What the fuck!
*Confusion is flowing through mikes mind
Mike:What happend!

Ford : Alot Boss. Theres an old woman who has a mighty fine bite on her runnin round your fair town though. Let me out willya here have the gun.

Ford throws the gun iver to wards the door but keeps his backup and the abton qiet.

* no need for him to freat about that*

Ford stands up.

Mike:Ah I see.Im gonna let you out,I dont give a fuck what Brian says
*Mike unlocks the cell door
Mike:Come I would like you to meet someone
*They both walk back up stairs
Mike:Hey...er what was your name again? anyways meet Harry,likes to be called Ford

David go's to find mike.
He see's him looking into a cell.

David- Hey whats happening?!

he turns the corner to find a dean man on the floor of the cell.

David- You're not going to leave him in there are you?

((Oh noes,lets just make it you back up and still waiting liam))

At 3/29/06 03:46 PM, Liamski_Noir wrote: David go's to find mike.
He see's him looking into a cell.

David- Hey whats happening?!

he turns the corner to find a dean man on the floor of the cell.

David- You're not going to leave him in there are you?

((sorry guys, my bad ))

rayzerblayze

age-14

character name-zeke summers
age-16
area-police department
weapons-pistol found in station
apperance-6ft2,long blonde hair,green eyes,baggy clothes,converse sneakers,
brief info-parents died when twelve from a bank robber,been living in an orphanage for past four years.always in a depressed mood,full of anger and revenge.taken to station for theft.

((erm sorry about the double post. but erm im confused lol. sorry =]))

At 3/29/06 03:46 PM, Liamski_Noir wrote: David go's to find mike.
He see's him looking into a cell.

David- Hey whats happening?!

he turns the corner to find a dean man on the floor of the cell.

David- You're not going to leave him in there are you?

(( i thought that was pretty gd, its got a trauma angle and its also got the good way of him meetin me but anyhoo))

if were goin withu Lordkeletor(LOL):

Ford: nice ta meet you, dont mind me im just goin to go up to the armoury after i have a lil sit. you two wanna tell me your stories while its dark.

I Love Ghost Stories

((Hey there Razer,You can join in,please tell us where you are :P))

(( for further info go to RPg Chat))

( we are in cell i'll have to work u all in as Skeletor has reached his quota)

(( Razor give yourself a good intro dont be in a cell and explain how u got your gun, rember there are only 3 cops left. Everyone else is either tlkin 2 me or asleep))

Ford: want some cocoa from the Cafeteria u two i think i saw some last time i was in. and maybe we can get you a better weapon than a wrench.

Ford shows a knowing smile towards David and stands up, to leave . . .

:yay cocoa

David looks at Ford...then at the floor.
a look of horror and sadness covers his face agian.

David-My...My family are dead....they...

David Chokes out his words

David-they were killed by those things...
they raided the house this mornig...i was lucky....i should have died back there...WITH THEM.
I have no idea wats going on any more , its like im in a constant nightmare...

his words fade of as he remembers the image of the two dead children sitting in the house he had just came from...

David-Why is this happening to people?