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Post by henrycole on Feb 7, 2007 20:28:28 GMT -5
of cours you have
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Post by tvirusmonkey on Feb 7, 2007 20:46:58 GMT -5
Bullets flew into the air at high speeds. Each bullet piercing into the flesh of dozens of zombies. The two soldiers had no where to go and they were killing zombies to stay alive, plus someone had sent them a letter telling them of a bigger threat. It was a bad day to die. " Feran if we continue at this pace we are gonna run out of ammo and get killed by these beasts," yelled Cole. "I know, i know. Hmmm," Eric glanced left to right looking for a escape, then he noticed something a worn out wall." Cole you think you can break through that wall over there," asked Eric. "Maybe, but it will be hard. Well for you anyways, you dont have these guns like i do," replied Cole. Cole quickly ran to the wall, while Eric was distracting them. After several charges the wall fell. Cole had fallen flat on the floor of the building. Eric ran to the inside of the building, the zombies followed, he had no time to deal with them, his partner was hurt. Eric looked around the room, searching for anything to slow them done. He noticed many cracks above where Cole and busted the wall. He shot some of the cracks, and the bullets cause a reaction. The wall started to come down. The wall debris blocked the opening into the building. Eric put his hand to cole, he was still breathing, but he was knocked out cold. He looked up at his surrondings for anywhere he could put Cole. He found a bench, but on the bench it said L.A.P.D. They were inside the L.A.P.D building.
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Post by tvirusmonkey on Feb 7, 2007 20:47:42 GMT -5
There ya go.
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Post by jackkrauser on Feb 7, 2007 21:45:47 GMT -5
Guy woke up with a start. There had been a large explosion not far from him. The duo of soldiers had blasted through the LAPD building. Guy smiled and snaked down a fire escape and followed the two into the building, keeping to the shadows. One of the soldiers put the other's unconcious body on a bench. Guy thought to himself
They probably woke it up. Fools. Still, it should be a while before it comes out to play. Guy ran up to the concious soldier from the shadows.
"Oh God! There all over the place. Holy hell, you guys are armed!"
"Civilian?" Eric looked at the male who had come up to him from seemingly no where.
"Wha? Yeah. Hell man, they're everywhere. Managed to jack these from the bartender across town. I was down there last night, having a drink. I haven't slept since."
"You can come with us, but fall behind and you're done."
"Yeah,yeah!"
A bond was created between Eric and Guy. Guy couldn't help it, he seemed nice enough, but he wouldn't play to long.
Deep in the dark confines of the station a long red muscled hand twitched and a large black eye blinked. Dark blood poured from the beasts layer as it swaggered to life once again, to feed.
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Post by henrycole on Feb 8, 2007 10:41:12 GMT -5
Cole started moving his arms and finally woke up. He stood up real fast and aimed in every directions where threat could possibly be. He layed down his rifle, and looked around. On the bench where he was placed was the emblem of the LAPD. Cole figured he was in the staires B-1. Provided by a panel bolted on the wall. He was alone, no sight of his partner. The only thing he remember was running into a wall and then everything became dark. From where he stood, he could go in two possible directions: up or down the staires. Up the staires was the inspector rooms and evidance lockers, down the staires was an underground train station. There was an emergency exit really high above him, but the ladder was thorned, and impossible to use. When he looked down the staires, he could see nothing, the lights where brokens. He turned on the halogene torch mounted on his rifle. There was blood everywhere. There was several hand marks on the walls and a large blood trailed. His vision still blurry, he called for Eric. ''Eric! Are you down there!?''. No responses. But a cold wind came from down the staires. ''No way in hell Eric would have gone down there.'' Cole slowly began to follow the staires up.
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Post by jackkrauser on Feb 8, 2007 17:44:39 GMT -5
Eric and I, missing? I'll wait for him to post it up.
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Post by henrycole on Feb 8, 2007 21:37:18 GMT -5
dude, thats just the story. Thats the goal of a RPGS, you create the story. Now, in your post, your Guy met Eric next to Cole uncounsciouss body. When Cole woke up, he found himself alone. Now, you create what could have happened to both of you...
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Post by tvirusmonkey on Feb 9, 2007 1:13:55 GMT -5
My idea, was just for cole to be in a dream, but the way cole put it sounds more exciting.
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Post by jackkrauser on Feb 9, 2007 15:42:52 GMT -5
Guy followed Eric up the stairs.
"Y-you sure we should leave him?"
"He'll be fine."
"A-alright"
Guy smiled in the half darkness that incircled them. He was such a brilliant actor. He held his 9mm cautiously, his hand shaking a bit. Eric lead the two up the stairs. They got to the second floor, two heavy doors, one on each side of the stair case. Guy kicked open one, and Eric ran in, holding his gun up at firing position. Guy heard a gutteral growling from the room, feigned surprise, tripping and slamming the door shut. A locking mechanism clicked Eric in the room, dark, alone, with some unknown beast. A ticking sounded in the corner.
"Hmm, now to get to the control room so I can see how good ol' Eric handles a few of the new Hunter Zetas."
Guy ran up the stairs and got to the top quickly. He tried the door, but it was locked. He took out his pick from his back pocket. The door clicked open within a minute. He walked inside when he was interrupted by a heavy voice.
"Drop it."
****, Guy knew he was dead. He was beaten at his own game. He dropped his 9mm and turn around. His attacker was a tall, very tall Russian man. He was in gym pants and a hooded sweatshirt, both were obviously 3 sizes too small, his body bulged at all points. Guy couldn't help but chuckle.
"You think this is funny. I killed two high school kids for this. I enjoyed it. Such is the price for bringing back Umbrella."
"You prick! Umbrella's dead anyway, your dreams are shattered."
The Russian went to squeeze a round into Guy's gut, but Guy spun around and ducked under a control panel. The Russian jumped the panel, crushing Guy's left hand, which had just grasped his 9mm. The Russian smiled, but it soon faded as Guy pulled out his Magnum and splattered his brains on the wall.
Guy sat down in a swivel chair, panting. Who the **** was that? Where had he been, Umbrella was finished. Guy himself was employed by a third party. He pulled out a smoke, he had found a pack on the Russian and lit it up. He zoned out for a bit, thinking about his first recruiting agent, Ada Wong.
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Post by Tony Jones on Feb 17, 2007 11:53:31 GMT -5
Joseph watched from the sidelines, his tentacles lifting him above the ground. "Hello!" he yelled, loading his gun. "Er. Sorry. Hold on, I dropped my whiskey." he said, dropping back to the ground and searching for the bottle of Jim Bean.
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Post by tvirusmonkey on Feb 19, 2007 21:10:55 GMT -5
Eric stood in the dark his handgun in his hand, he heard the licking of a creature before him. Eric was just *****ed who that man was tricked him and now he might never be able to help the people of Los Angelos. He took one step closer to the beast, but then he noticed more noises. There were about five in the room, one lept at Eric. Eric used his left hand to take his knife and he held strong in the air in the direction he felt the creature coming from. The creature's mouth went right onto the knife, the knife cut into the creature and went through the back of head taking off the head killing the beast. Eric didnt want to take any more chances, so he opened one of his pockets and pulled out a glow stick. He shook up and threw upon the ground. As the room started to slowly light he could the creatures skittering across the walls and the roof. The beasts escaped into the unlit section of the room. As far as Eric cared the creatures hated the light. Eric took a breathe and let it out, he was frigtened and tired. This day was horrible, creatures that feasted on human and flesh and organs, he had to get past these creature too that was even worst. Also he needed to escape from this room and now Cole was probaply wondering where he was, everything was screwed up. Eric rested his head against the wall, and closed his eyes. In the next hour the glow stick went out.
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Post by jackkrauser on Feb 19, 2007 21:37:12 GMT -5
Guy jerked out of his stupor, seeing action on the monitor. He pushed his leather chair up to the dash. Eric had dropped a glow stick and the Hunter Zeta's stayed away. To the left of the camera there was a dark blob, presumably a dead Zeta. But there were shadows moving in the darkness beyond the stick.
Guy put in a small tape into the monitor and clicked on the record button, waiting for the glowstick to go out. He leaned back again, taking a drag of the cheap Russian cig. He looked over his handguns, wiping them clean and checking the clips. Eric looked pissed though, Guy could tell he was gonna tear the Zeta's apart. Tired as hell, but pissed.
Guy figured it was time to change his look. He took the Russians shirt and beret, puting it close to his eyes, casting a shadow over his face. He broke of pieces of the other chair, a big plastic one. He used his lighter, a high powered one, to melt large chunks of plastic on his jeans, making them look more like black military grade fatigues than tough pants. He wiped his hands on the blood splattered on the wall behind the Russian and put it on his shirt and neck. He walked around the room a bit, practicing a limp.
He was a new man, again. When Guy looked back to the screen he was shocked at what he saw...
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Post by Tony Jones on Feb 19, 2007 23:08:02 GMT -5
Joseph straightened up, placing the Jim Bean in his pocket. "Potent antidote to the Plagas GT-Virus mixture. The vampy strain." he explained. "Now, then, the president hired me to help take out the zombies. gives me an odd sense of nostalgia. Is Lawrence gonna come? Do any of you know? How about Leon and Ada? Oh, wait, Ada's knocked up."
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Post by tvirusmonkey on Feb 20, 2007 20:59:44 GMT -5
Damn i got nothin............
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Post by tvirusmonkey on Feb 20, 2007 21:00:13 GMT -5
umm umm its cole's turn
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