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((lol jack if you enjoy that kind of humor I would suggest, this old Abbot and Costello clip, it's halarious, sadly you don't see this kind of humor anymore, and thankyou for your dialogue there lol (no it is Jak, not Jack!)))

Jak took one of the chairs near the back of the room and waited patiently for what he figured would be either a briefing or another pep rally. He didn't know what to do except for sit there and wonder what those people thought about his intro....Jack and Kayla was it? *Sigh* Jak looked around at all the faces in the room, these would be his brothers and sisters in arms, bound by blood and glory, he soon turned his attention to the now blackened wad of gum stuck to the bottom of his uncles boots. "Crap." he pulled out a small pearing knife that had the words "Surgical Steel" branded on the side and tried feverishly to pull the sticky mess off. Getting the main part off he gave up and just put some sand/dirt on it so it wasn't as sticky. I wish the confrence would start already, I hate wasteing my own time, Jak thought.

((I didn't know if the General was a NPC or if someone had a plan for the confrence so I'll just sit here for now.))

(In the name of God, impure souls of the living dead shall be banished into eternal damnation. Amen)
(We are gods among mortals are we not?)

Zeke and Matthew walked away from where the General gave his speech.The two made their way to where the conference room was.As Zeke opened the door,a breeze rushed through and made everyone shiver inside.Quickly he closed it after both of them were inside.

Joseph was sitting at the desk.Zeke gave him a weak salute and sat next to the members already there.Matthew sat next to the new swat member cleaning his boots.

Zeke felt a little better after having a few hours sleep but he wasn't a hundred percent.He'd feel better when he was fighting.

The conference room was still missing a few key members of the LSS.But Zeke had been fighting in the UK while the others were scattered around Europe.Most of them probably never made it back here alive.More friends gone.

Zeke thought of what he would do after the operation,he had to take care of Matthew but what would he do.That would be dealt with after the operation.Now was the briefing and that was all that mattered.

(I think the operation should be called)
Operation:Last Chance
(Any good?)

((Sweet with the Op name and stuff...dang I was trying to make a lockpick from an old pair of glasses and now my knuckle is all cramped up and sore grrr))

Jak looked up from his boots as 2 men sat down beside him, he was pretty sure one of them was the guy who had grabbed that donkey of a general by the collar and given him a good what-for. In respect Jak leaned over, leaned his Carbine on the side of his chair vertically, and tried to make some conversation, first introduceing himself as usual.

*Leans forward slightly to see both of them* Hey there, I'm Jak Brooks, J-A-K thankyou very much, *sticks his hand out to both of them* Looks like we'll be in the same battle group, and after what I saw you do to the General, I can tell your no coward, that's what I like, someone I can trust my back with, and I can tell you truthfully that I'll watch your's, and excuse me but I havn't even cuaght your guys' names.

At 12/11/07 04:51 PM, Misumena wrote: (In the name of God, impure souls of the living dead shall be banished into eternal damnation. Amen)

((At least someone likes to have fun with anime.))

(We are gods among mortals are we not?)

((Hell yeah.))

(I think the operation should be called)
Operation:Last Chance
(Any good?)

((Very good. It is now known as Operation: Last chance. And yeah, do what HitTheTarget said. It's the best way to do our Chinese Parliament thing and make some semblance of a coherant plan to do this thing. Which will of course fall apart five seconds in, thus requiring vast amounts of intuition and making-shit-up. Someone's probably gonna lose an eye, some other people will get violently ripped limb from limb. But hell, it's good clean family fun. ....I seriously couldn't type that with a straight face.))

((Anyway, let's check up on my character shall we. This is gonna be a bit of a confusing post, but I'm trying for a bit of a different writing syle with this, considering I'm, y'know, dead.))

He was here.

He was here, he was awake.

No...not awake....yet not asleep....he was dreaming but aware....

Unconcious, likely comatose.

There we go. That's the term.

Then....what's a term?

Why am I here?

Am I here?

I'm thinking, I must be here.....but where the hell is here? Am I over there?

Or nowhere.

I can't believe that....this isn't the end....

Or is it the end? Is this it?

No bright light?

No angels, no waving relatives? No summerlands, no re-incarnation? No whatever the fuck other religions believe?

Again, why?

Did I do wrong? Or right? Or was it all for naught?

What did I do before?

I died. Yes, I died. Then nothing...

Now here.

At least I can think....am I thinking or talking? Let's see...

HELP ME!!!!

........

I must be thinking...or alone...or both.

I can't see....or can I? There's nothing to see...or am I even looking?

I hear me...but am I hearing it outside or inside my head?

Do those words mean anything anymore?

Does anything mean anything anymore?

Am I breathing? I can't tell.

I can't feel my heart....come to think of it....I can't feel anything...

Is my heart beating? Let's check my pulse...

Where's my arm? I didn't lose it....but I don't feel it.

Christ, am I just a goddamn brain floating in a jar of fluid or some shit?

Joseph....

Zeke....

Hurok....

Duran....

Where ARE you?

You aren't here....again, where ever here is....

Are you coming?

I hope you are going to where I hope I am....

And not where I think I am...

Oh God...

What's happening to me?

I can feel now...

I feel pain...

I don't like it...please stop it.

Am I alive then? Or in hell?

It's going away...

My thoughts...can't keep them strait....straig.....straight...

I can't...think.....anymore..........

It..s...too....ha...rd

No..............

...........................L..S..S co...mra.....de.....s...................
.............................

Hu....r.....ry..........

((Hope you guys can make heads or tails of that))

((Reminds me of this one book "Monster Island" by David Wellington, I'm getting a feeling he's not really dead, or will be refused of death until he completes his final task, his payment for death, for peace, he has not earned that right, not until he finishes his task.

I don't know what the confrence will be about so I can't do anything but have my char' sit and meet Zeke and Mathew, or anyone else I missed just come by.))

((Alright looks good.

NG account:Dieordieo386
Age:(13)
Character Name:Jake
Character age:16
Area:Broken Down Factory
Weapons:Sword and Pistol.
Appearance:Brown hair,A Black shirt,jacket,and black leather pants.Also has black shoes and a black hat with "AC/DC"In big red words.
Breif Bio:I was a blackbelt.I hade a great life.I then got skilled with swords and firearms without my parents knowing.I had a lover and many great friends.))

Confusing,but ver creative Dragon.Right now to do some idle conversation with your gut Frost.(I'm just gonna call you frost from now on.)

Zeke looked at jak's glove covered hand and then gazed at the smiling swat member.

Zeke:Sorry if i don't shake your hand,Jak but i've a lot of things on my mind at the moment.

Matthew shook Jak's hand instead,and with a cheesy grin introduced the two of them to Jak.

Matthew:My names Matt and this is Zeke,we've been fighting in the UK for a while and like many we just got back,so this is kind of strange for us.

Jak nodded at the little kid.Matthew was small but he was damm smart.

Jak:So you're fighting as well with the unit?

Zeke interrupted before Matthew could speak.

Zeke:Yeah,he is.He's going to be operating the radio.He'll be fine.

Jak:I'll take your word for it then.

Zeke:You on the other hand Jak,might have a bit of trouble.This is your first battle right?

Jak:Well fighting the Zeds.I'm good with a gun though.

Zeke:That's good enough,we'll look out for each others back.Thats why most of the original members of theLSS are still alive.Most of them anyway.

Jak:You all met in Deadlock?

Zeke:Yeah

Zeke pointed at where Joseph was sitting.

Zeke:He saved my life when the Zeds first came,along with others we got organsised.i was only 16.That was a few years ago now.But thats in the past now.Survival is the future.........hopefully

The two of them talked a little longer waiting for the rest of the squad to pile in.Matthew just messed around with the radio checking it worked and that it had a signal.

At 12/11/07 09:07 PM, Blue-Dragon wrote: Someone's probably gonna lose an eye,

Zeke already lost an eye when the chopper went down in tokeyo.i just remembered that.

(( Yes my character tried to stay away from fights if he could, but he's killed a few zombies over the years, is the confrence ever going to start? Or are we just waiting on someone to come in?))

Jak couldn't think of much to talk about and was getting bored sitting around in the metal folding chair that wobbled whenever he tried to get comfortable.

Jak- Ya don't let these clothes make you think I'm hardcore or anything, I found these on a dead guy why back when all this first started, poor guy must've been on riot control, lucky for me I suppose.

Actually I was a small time lawyer just out of an internship, I figured I could try to help the companies around Deadlock, had a small cozy apartment....most of my family was in Indianapolis when the news finally reported an outbreak, last I heard was that the place went under within a few days. They're probly gone, but hey! If I were to die right now I wouldn't want anyone to cry, for what, me? When I die I want everyone to smile and think of how I fought for my home, and for the future. So when I start to miss my family, whos' probably dead, I just think of how selfish it would be to want them back on this forsaken Earth.

(Jak looks morbidly at his shoes for a few seconds, then looks back up at the two SOLDIERS with a big closed mouth grin)

Jak- So, enough about me! What did you two do before the fall?....

(Jak said, useing a term he had heard in most Apocolypse movies before the zeds came)

Jak- ....and maybe if you pass my "test" our whole crew will go out and get drunk off our arse.

(Jak said jokingly)

At 12/11/07 09:45 PM, dieordieo386 wrote: ((Alright looks good.

NG account:Dieordieo386
Age:(13)
Character Name:Jake
Character age:16
Area:Broken Down Factory
Weapons:Sword and Pistol.

((No swords.))

((I would suggest a sledge hammer or hatchet, and remember we're in Russia currently awaiting this mysterious confrence lol))

"Attention!" said Joseph. The various members quieted down, and paid some form of attention. "We are all here because we are the best of the best. Of those who live, I can depend on you the most. And I need dependable men now more than ever."

"As some of you may know, we absorbed another casualty recently. Nick O'Reily, second in command, and his cousin, Josh, were KIA not too long ago..." He stopped talking. Too damn painful.

Nevertheless, he pressed on. "The LSS will play a crucial role in the battle to come. We are to be the spearhead, first into the engagement. We are to be accompanied by a company of equally insane U.S Marines. After all, they seem to share our mentality of suicide missions."

"Don't get comfy in the large numbers. Bio-Tech's main facility is almost a fortress. They're to help us breach the fortifications, where we will take out the leadership of the organization. I doubt the Mercs and Zeds will sit idly while we do this, so this will be in and out, so we can assist the battle outside."

"You are all to be under my command. Any questions?"

((So should we just go to getting ready?))

Jak looked around a little bit and saw no hands go up. Getting up he grabbed his Carbine and slung it on his shoulder...

Jak- Well, Zeke..Mathews, (he said nodding in turn to both of the boys) seems we should go get ready. I'll talk to you all when we about ready to head out.

and with that, Jak walked out the door to his small living area to grab what he had left of his belongings, gear up, and clean and check everything one more time, nothing as too careful.

((I couldn't think of what to put so I suppose we'll just skip ahead.))

Zeke watched as Jak walked out as did a few others.The rest that stayed talked to friends they had not seen for a long time.Zeke stood up and started to walk down the aisle to where Joseph was.Matthew followed.

Zeke:I've got a few questions,Joseph

Joseph:Then fire away,times a factor anyway.

Zeke:What's our transport and extraction point?

Joseph:Well,what's left of the brass salvaged a few trucks and a tank from one of the army bases that was overrun then taken back.more vehicles keep coming,there were words going round that a whole army convoy was on its way.Wether thats true or not begs the question.There is also some air support from the air force.

Zeke:And extraction?

Joseph:You really think we'll still be alive for extraction.

Zeke smiled but it quickly faded.

Zeke:So,what happened to.......Nick?.When was it?

((I cannot think of a single thing I can do. Is there a certain thing we're all working t'words? Someone get this thing on the move.))

Damn runescape!Now i can never get rich....urgh....havent slept in 2 days....just a forced sleeeping pil...

See ya..Omi god...Why runescape?1

wow i cant really type now...

But i'l type this seriously...

Everryone right now is gearing up and ready to go.We're just waiting in a room.Coz we're the LSS Elites!
YEARGH!!!

drunk tiome....

Runescape!!!give me 3 mil!!

((jack I gave up on Runescape a long time ago and play WoW now, Runescape will waste your life away with long arse leveling (mindless mind you), nights of boreing grinding, and when you finally do get what you've wanted, you will get hacked because of the low security of Jagex. I hate that game so much.))

((Yeah.Got hacked twice..Read my earlier post?I was really drunk actually.Ate a sleeping pill.And BOOM!I was catching Z's later.

Anyway,the serious part in the earlier post is true.We are the LSS Elites.The longest surviving group.With 4,320 hours of experience.(Thats 6 months.For a year thats 8,760 hours)

After this mission is done,I'm gonna ask Skeletor to put in a new system.I dont know what maybe a levelling or a ranking system but that is still a mystery..

Man.I'm feeling sick for a while now.I better eat some meds and rest.I dont wanna die yet.I still havent live my life to the fullest!

---Life list---------
-Have sex.
-Become famous.
-Sing to the world
-Acting
-Contribute good stuff to the world
-Living long enough to see the world grow.
-Fighting zombies
-Making more RPG's like this one.
-ETC.

At 12/16/07 12:57 PM, jackripperz wrote:

Man.I'm feeling sick for a while now.I better eat some meds and rest.I dont wanna die yet.I still havent live my life to the fullest!

---Life list---------
-Have sex.
-Become famous.
-Sing to the world
-Acting
-Contribute good stuff to the world
-Living long enough to see the world grow.
-Fighting zombies
-Making more RPG's like this one.
-ETC.

((Y'know, with the magic of YouTube, you can do numbers 2,3,4 and 5. Smooth talking will get you 1, no chance in hell for 6, likely ditto for 7, 8 is doable on nearly every BBS in existance.))

((As for the hacked thing, I'd advise you to change your password.))

((Would someone get this show on the road? I'm ready to see how you all like my fighting posts, and I wouldn't mind seeing yours. On a side note, I need to start createing another character, crap!))

((Yeah Youtube has that but i dont have Camera so dats a problem.Anyway i wanna ask you guys since when do you guys start playing games coz i started at 2 years old and i calculated that i have at least
100,000 hours of gaming experience.And that'll make me at least a level 101-103!

Yeah we should start now.Alright Misumena!Lets go!Hey tell me,did you ever join Kingdom of Moonlight?Your name sounds familliar..))

kingdom of moonlight?
That's still going,wow i got bored of that because nothing was happening.I'll just stick with good old survival rpg.

We don't start until Target and Dragon have posted,they're running this show.i'm just adding information in.

((Not really,its still isnt moving.Im gonna revive it soon.I just hope The Silver Serpent help me.You can help too since you're pretty experienced in RPG's.Lets make it Xombie RPG style.I saw the system in the forums and they're pretty good.))

i don't think it can be revived.People wanted Demon World revived but it just didn't happen.If a Rpg lasts for more than a year it's going to stay.Many though do not last that long,i guess people just get bored.

The only reason survival rpg is still going is because though people left there were always those that stayed and carried on the story when no one else would.

((Well folks, there's not much I can do, seeing as my character is in a state of suspended animation in the Russian facility right now. I don't want to give it all away, but I have crazy-ass shit planned for when the LSS gets into the important parts of the facility.))

((Anyone who's involved in the offensive outside the base, please, feel free to get the ball rolling. If you're afraid to go too far, then just do a generic fighting thing with you and others taking out Zeds, soldiers and what have you. Remember, this is the most important base, so if you wanna make up a new monster, go for it, just be realistic.))

((Anyways, more RP mindfuckery!))

Here again.

Goddammit.

What's going on?

I'm still alive, I know that now. I can feel my body somewhat.

There's others around...let's see here...

Nick stopped thinking and focused on his hearing. The talking was faint, and he couldn't hear much, but he did hear.

"......Rejection.....Graft-versus-Host disease.......grade three......his cells assilmilate.......previous infections.......extraordinary."

Insane laughter. "Perfect......forces should be.......minute......almost ready for action. Prep the......and the area.......use........bait......trap....
.no more pains in our asses."

The high-pitched voice that had laughed was now completely legible. Nick somehow managed to crack open an eye to see a twisted smile on the face of a man in a lab coat. There was a haze of liquid around Nick. He was in a tube...just like in the movies. Christ.

"You'll be my greatest yet, dear boy. With some modifications to you, and an uplink to....no no, musn't spoil all your surprises there my little moth. Soon you'll know. Soon you'll understand what a wonderful place the world will be! Now, sleep for now, for in a matter of hours, maybe minutes, you'll have quite the job to do."

And with that, the doctor punched in a code on a nearby computer, and Nick passed out from a seditive almost immediately.

((For the record, that doctor guy is a section eight, so he will be somewhat amusing.))

Section 8.He is going to be crazy,oh yeah.

do i go left do i go right?
If i press the left one i die,if i press the right one i live and get a cookie.But it will kill me
Oh i love to choose.Dying tasted nice

^Accounts of the unknown soldier locked in sloitary confinement

((I feel we should start heading out, but if we still have business here just disregarde this post.))

As Jak sat around with his gear all wrapped up (which wasn't much), he stashed his personal items into one of the many lockers of the facility and locked it with ine of the key locks, the key hanging around his neck, oddly, next to a metalic spoon strung on a whole through the handle. ((I have a wierd fasination with spoons, they hurt like hell with just a small flick of the wrist))

As Jak returned to the confrence room his fellow team members were useing as a meeting place, the alarm sounded,

"To all teams, be advised 5 minutes till departure, repeat, be advised, 5 minutes till departure!"

it sounded like a younger woman and Jak heard the soldiers outside the room hoot and hollor

"Ya Linda." "Ya Babay!" and the like, so that must've been the woman on the intercom, which not coincidently turned back on.

"I didn't know you all loved me, you really love me!" "Linda" said sarcasticly as if she were breaking down and crying. "But seriously troops!....Go kill some undead SCUM!"

At that the whole camp seemed to rise up in a mass of whoots and other misc. howls of courage.

Jak smiled knowingly and turned to the rest of the crew and checking his watch. 2 minutes left.

"So are you guys ready to give these zombies something to eat or are you all out of bullets?!"

((There we go))

Joseph sighed. He knew it would've happened sooner or later. "I'll make this quick. We were on an operation to cut off the head of Bio-Tech's operation. Things went fine...until we met Imago. He was stronger than we thought. He...got Nick. The fucker took a bullet through the skull, and he was still alive!"

"This happened today. The other op to take out his lieutenants succeeded, so now it's just him and the Bio-Tech toadies left." As he finished, the intercom blared, "To all teams, be advised 5 minutes till departure, repeat, be advised, 5 minutes till departure!"

As the troops cheered, Joseph closed his eyes. This was it. After the cheering died down, he turned to the LSS, and said, "Follow me. Our transports await." The LSS followed him out the conference room, and into a series of underground tunnels. Finally, they came to the motor pool, where the Marines were assembled.

"Seems the rumors of a convoy were true." said Joseph. An assortment of APC's were lined up before him. Even 2 Abrams were at the head. This really was the last push. Approaching him was the man who looked in charge. "Major Kenneth, reporting sir!" he said, saluting. "You Colonel Green?"

"I believe I am." was his reply. "Good! I'm in charge of these marine folk. We're gonna give you a hand in getting in that hell-hole. Just tag along, give us a hand in breaching the place, and we'll keep 'em off yah as long as you need to blow them to hell."

Joseph nodded. He turned to his LSS. "Here's the plan. We're loading up on one of the APCs. This operation is 2 hours before the rest of the attack, so don't count on any reinforcements. Once we unload, we'll only have one shot to do this right, so don't let me down."

"The APC's will take us as close to the walls as possible. Once we get out, Matthew, drop these smoke grenades. After you do that, stick close with Zeke, and NEVER leave him. These Bio-Tech mercs are nasty. Jak, I'm giving you some C4. As soon as we get to the wall, smash it open. Hurok, Duran, I'm sorry, but I'm going to ask you to help the Marines keep the enemy away."

"As soon as we're in, we'll split up. Zeke, you and Matthew secure the Research Center, make sure the scientists and whatever fucked up things they've been cooking up don't get away. Jak, you come with me. We're going to find Imago, and pull his guts out."

"Are we clear?"

After Joseph finished his speach Jak was pulled off to the side by a tech.

The man in question was roughly 52, frale, and burly with a thin white bread and a head of wiry hair. He had a slight hunch-back, and was wearing a dirty white striped button-up shirt and faded carpenters pants with some very old snake skin boots. As Jak looked down at the short man, the guy looked up through thick rimmed glasses with grey/blue tired eyes.

Holding up a some what large brick of pastey white clay, the man began to pull out varies mechanisms and putting them together starting with a small battery and a plastic box about the sized of a lighter with two metalic prongs on the bottom side.

"This here iz zu igni'r, take it like so and put this here bat're in the slot...."

He then flipped the igniter over to the thin side and showed a small stiff wire laying horizontal along the side.

"This it the antena, flip this here lit'l wire up until it click, this light 'er....."

The older man said flipping the device to show a small red unlit light.

"...will lit up, put da C4 down 'n' run. Now dis..."

He said taking a black plastic old phone out from behind himself.

"Flip the c'v'r off, push 1, and when ya got yer ass out of' blast range, hit, send, den...well...."

The man started laughin' which turned into a wheeze, then a hacking cough. As the man hit himself hard in the chest, which seemed to work, he handed the small wrapped up kit of C4 to Jak, and walked away.

Joseph yelled from one of vihecles so Jak trudged off to swing in.

"Ok Joseph, to make things a little easier I request we drop the formalities, we're just two soldiers, also...when we hit that front gate I'm going to need you to stay back here till I run up and back till that thing blows, then we'll run in there together." "Also I'm more of a back-up man, so unless you really want to hand over the layout of the complex go ahead and take point, I'll cover the rear, don't take off becuase I need you as much as you need me, we work as a team or I'll leave you all by yourself." "So lets go."

Jak pulled the door tight, not taking his hand off the handle, and holding his Carbine across his lap. Rock and roll.

At 12/18/07 06:16 AM, Lord-Floyd wrote: Chief:Hey mike,what happeding out there?

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WTF?Why do people always spam?Get out if you dont wanna join.And if you want to join,dont do something stupid like this ever again.

Is that clear enough?

I'll be posting soon guys.Oh and you have my permission to control my character.Just dont go me going dead.Remember,im the carefree humor guy.Who only get serious when zombies appear.Or gets injured.Or sees a damsel in distress.Or all of the above.