Damien is in a panic "Friendly!" He shouts, he doubt it'll do much.
"All I got is a Winchester Model 70 rifle!"
Will, The Urban Dash, Lazy Runner, RPG fool
(Sorry about the long intro, just wanted a good entering. Please be patient about it xD)
Will woke up, with what apparently had been a sniper rifle shot noise. He learned to recognise those. It couldn't be them, in this time of the day. Or could they? Here was he again, on a extemely alert state. Seeing the energy in his eyes, he didn't look like he was asleep seconds before. He grabbed his backpack.
Other...these can be others. Or other. To say the truth, he had tried to warn about the neighbours here more than once, and saw more than once how it didn't end nice, too.
Then, he heard the explosive engine starting. These are definetively new friends, for attracting this kind of attention. And if they're smart they should really lay low and pray the people from here didn't find them.
He started adding the last items to his mountaineering backpack- he always checked two or three times if he was ready to leave the city when lefting his hideout for the day. Maybe if he was lucky, he wouldn't come back. Maybe they got cars and they'd got him out of this sandbox. Or maybe he would finally die for a change. Of course, both of these were just wishful thinking.
He was leaping trough ruins of once were buildings, throwing his neatly-organized backpack some distances to move freely sometimes. For now, he would concentrate to check if his gasoline was okay in the two getaway cars he selected in case things got real bad here, and he had company. Just enough to flee, not enough to actually get somewhere.
That's when he heard the sirens. He thought that it was odd, very different from any kind of survivors he was used to. It was in the direction of...the supermarket, he assumed. And so he changed his route.
The distraction
A mountaineering backpack suddenly falls down on a unsuspecting zombie heading for the front of an old police car. Will jumps down moments later, from a rusted catwalk of a half-preserved brick building. He rolls as he lands to absorb impact, and then swiftly reveals to be carrying a knife, that he promptly uses to stab the zombie with the arm that wasn't grabbing the creature's arm trying to hit him. He then sidekicks this zombie out of the way of the car pulling his knife out, just in the nick of time to avoid the no longer dazed backpack zombie trying to harm him as well.
As he crouchs, he is somehow able to grab the other's arm and twist it so the zombie hits the concrete falling, and then he breaks his neck by pulling his arm and kicking the side of its neck, neutralizing all the front foes.
All that is done within seconds, the zombies are no great fighting match after all, he could've dispatched maybe four or five like this, maybe more if he was running.
Then he got his backpack spinned his body in such a way that he was wearing it as he moved to the car's left side, and pulled a shotgun strapped to it, touching the driver's window, pointing at Russ face, knife still into hand.
"Come on now, we don't wanna know if I got any shells left, or if I can put them to some use. I've met too many survivors before to trust you from first glance. Just open the damn door."
edited 1st Jun '15 2:37:03 PM by Kyef
I am merely an agent of 'random'. Because you know, the order is only inside our minds. Out here, there is only Chaos.
"Fuck dude!" Russ is surprised by the knife weilding badass at his window. He puts his own gun away as he had been about to fire shots through the back window. "Alright man but I don't know you either so just be cool." Russ opens his door, turns toward the back of the car and shoots at the remaining 3 zombies. He had gotten good at this, he had been practicing for months after all. Russ turns around extends his hand to the new stranger. "I'm Russ and he's Reed and we both want to get moving. Jump on in, the more the merrier!" Russ grinned "Thanks for taking out those freaks, I appreciate that."
edited 1st Jun '15 5:58:59 PM by David2716
"My mission is noble, my heart is pure. I have nothing to fear"
Will, The Urban Dash, Lazy Runner, RPG fool
Will is still aiming his shotgun to Russ, who seems very surprised.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Your Ticket Out Of Here."
He then takes his support hand, and shakes Russ's lightly with the tips of his fingers, since his knife was still at his hand, blade pointing downwards. He then grabs his shotgun again, never moving the crosshairs from Russ's head, even as he is shooting. Will is acting firmly, but calm. He wants to trust Russ but clearly won't take any bullshit from him.
"You're welcom...P*ta que o pariu(motherf*cker)." He says, as the siren noise is getting on his nerves. "What the hell is with the sirens anyway?"
As Russ start aiming again at the zombies, he seems to stop trying to understand, and get proactive.
"Okay, you drive, Those two goners in the front are missing their friends from back there. But hey"he shifts his gun "I know this city like the palm of my hand. Try anything and I'll find you, and you'll wish you'd be as pretty as a zombie. People are gonna have a hard time knowing where the food came in and out of your body. We clear?"
He is already throwing his backpack in the backseat as he says the last phrase. He proceeds to try to lure zombies from the car, hitting the side of the knife in the side of his shotgun. His plan is to put his shotgun strapped to his back and try to finish zombies off while making for the backseat window-he won't lose time opening the door.
Supply Run
Unfortunately, Paco's quick, hail Mary burst didn't do too much except some superficial damage to the dune buggy and shooting off the gunner's baseball cap straight off his head.
The dune buggy came closer to the group before stopping completely - allowing the man in the passenger seat to roll out of the vehicle behind an unoccupied vehicle. Dyson, seeing the dune buggy stop, raised her pistol and unloaded on the dune buggy - causing the driver to scream and duck under the steering wheel. However, with a revolver, she was too far away to do any significant damage.
The gunner started to aim the gun at the car Paco was hiding behind which, incidentally, was also the car that Dyson was using for cover.
Distraction
Will's kills of the two zombies ended up being successful but while he was introducing himself to Russ and Reed, the three zombies that had been approaching from the back made their way to the front of the vehicle and saw easy pickings. One wrapped his arms around Will and tried to go for a bite Bites do infect you fyi - will edit that bit in the discussion post about zombies. The other two went straight for Reed's window and began clawing and pounding it.
"Yahoo! Are we in for a scuffle or what buddy?" Reed said jovially to Russ despite the dire situation. Reed inched his way further down the seat to try and avoid the zombies trying to break through the window.
Back after a long hiatus
Francis desperately tried to aim for someone in the buggy with his Glock. The driver would be ideal, but hell, any of them would do. He ducked behind some cover, then leaned around and fired off a couple shots.
“Not a promise, not an oath, or a malediction or a curse. Inevitable." - Taylor Hebert
"Shit! Guess this wasn't the time for introductions!" Russ says as he unsheaths his survival knife from his ankle. He doesn't want to shoot Will and so tries to stab the zombie that has Will in the eye. He then turns and tries to kick one remaining zombie into the other.
"My mission is noble, my heart is pure. I have nothing to fear"
Supply Run
"Hey, mamacita, you don't wanna die alone, eh? Paco can fix that," Paco said to Dyson as he ducked under cover after firing his first burst. "Is just something you can consider, okay?"
"Ay, Jesucristo!" he exclaimed, staying ducked down behind the wheel of the car for extra safety. "They must be shooting at me because I'm fabulous."
Will, The Urban Dash, Lazy Runner, RPG fool
"Oh you don'-"
As he was saying, a zombie tried to grab him by his side. He defends by raising the shotgun and putting the side of it in its neck, below the chin, to get a few inches of distance between the biting and his own nose. Now, of course this zombie didn't took mint pills before doing this- the smell was foul and gave Will an contortioned expression.
This one was big and heavy-so much so that Russ would probably spend some time trying to stab it for Will was moving with him all over the place, and would probably end up with his back to the hood of the car. Probably even before this the moving in his shotgun would make a empty shell fly away behind him.
Then as he see the knife he'll try to make his opponent's head a better target.
Then if successful he would try to stop Russ and ask for his help to throw the dead zombie over the car, to hit the others on the opposite side befor the window is broken, without really getting near them.
edited 2nd Jun '15 7:30:00 AM by Kyef
I am merely an agent of 'random'. Because you know, the order is only inside our minds. Out here, there is only Chaos.
Damien was still in a panic trying to get one of the two cars to work.
"God damnit!" He shouted as he continued to hotwire, "Work damnit work!"
Supply Run
Apart from the now-dead Lou, there was one more of Dyson's bodyguards present during the supply run - a grizzled old man named Darnell. Darnell had taken cover behind the Prius which was the closest car to the one that the man in the passenger seat had just taken cover behind. Darnell aimed a shot at the man with his rifle, causing the would-be bandit to drop his gun. Darnell prepared to reload to finish the guy off but the man surprised him by rushing him and tackling him to the ground. Darnell's age and the bandit's new injury made for a pretty even scuffle that everyone could now see as it spilled into the center of the lot.
Francis' potshots either missed or just hit the dune buggy but his last shot managed to graze the gunner's knee, causing him to wince and grab his leg - preventing him from shooting at the car that Paco and Dyson were hiding behind. However, as Dyson was, like Paco, as far on the ground as possibile to avoid gunfire, she couldn't see this and remained behind the car.
The driver was still hiding underneath the steering wheel - a fact that the gunner didn't seem to like as he was now screaming at the driver to get out and fight. Although, given that the gunner had just nearly lost his knee to a bullet, maybe the driver had the right idea.
Regardless, the gunfire coming from the car lot had attracted three zombies - two of them were advancing towards Dyson and Paco while the other one was making his way to Darnell and the passenger bandit who were still locked in combat.
Meanwhile - Damien, safe in the Prius, had successfully managed to hotwire the car.
Distraction
Unfortunately for the humans in the cop car, the zombies near them were too distracted by the live human targets and loud sirens to be distracted by the gunfire in the lot. In fact, one of them was about to bit Will on the shoulder before he was stabbed in the eye by Russ.
Throwing the zombie over the side proved to be a good move as it temporarily knocked one of the zombies out of the way. Reed quickly opened the car door on the other one and knocked it on its rear. Temporarily clear, Reed quickly shut the door.
"Drive man! Let's go!" he hollered, mindful of the horde of zombies behind them that were fast approaching.
Will, The Urban Dash, Lazy Runner, RPG fool
Will seems to catch his breath a little.
"Yeah, 'man'." Will says as he goes the door behind the driver's and open it, the shotgun again aimed at Russ"We're off to see your leader. Heard those shots? Get driving."
Russ throws open his door, throws his knife on the dash and gets in the driver's seat. He drives straight out of the alley and drives toward the gunfight and to where Dyson is hiding without knowing it.
"My mission is noble, my heart is pure. I have nothing to fear"
Will, The Urban Dash, Lazy Runner, RPG fool
That's what Will was thinking.
He entered the back seat of the now speeding car.
Russ couldn't be the leader.
After all, he didn't ordered the other guy to point or drop his weapon when he was on the end of the barrel. And he was too moral. There would be nothing wrong with being nice normally, but these wasn't normal days anymore. Nowadays, being nice only gets you killed. What kind of shit could he have avoided to remain such a scout-boy?
He was one of his foot on top of the seat, pointing his shotgun to the back of Russ head from behind the guy's seat. One of his arms was protecting his bag and the other was flexed while holding the shotgun, that was leaning on his knee.
Well, he was going to find out sooner than he'd like to.
edited 2nd Jun '15 6:10:25 PM by Kyef
I am merely an agent of 'random'. Because you know, the order is only inside our minds. Out here, there is only Chaos.
Supply Run
"Hijo de puta, zombies!" Paco shouted when he saw the lumbering monsters heading his way. Not wanting to pop up in case the gunner was still there, he stayed put and fired a pair of three-round bursts, one for each zombie, aimed at the legs to see if he could slow them down.
Distraction
Not knowing where Dyson and the others wasn't really possible for Russ as he needed only follow the sounds of gunfire to the car dealership.
Most of the horde of zombies behind the car followed suit although a few from the back, not as distracted by the car due to it moving faster, dropped off and headed towards the car lot.
One zombie stepped out from an open building in front of the car but Reed sent him to the ground with a rifle shot to the chest so it didn't present too much of a hassle.
They were on their way to see Dyson but they'd have to loop around the long way instead of doubling back due to the horde behind them so it might take them a while one turn before they got there.
Supply Run
The fight between Darnell and the injured bandit was slowly turning in the bandit's favored. He had Darnell pinned and Dyson's bodyguard was just focused on protecting his face from blows rather than fighting back. The zombie heading for the wrestling pair was put down by the loud sound of the heavy machine gun firing from the dune buggy.
Evidently, the gunner was looking out for his fellow bandit. The outlaw nodded his appreciation of the gunner's save before resuming trying to pummel Darnell. It looked like with a few more good hits, the bandit would win the scuffle.
"Goddamnit Paco!" Dyson screamed, her hands covered over her ears as Paco fired his gun right next to her. While causing auditory distress for her, his hits to the zombies were more severe as his legshots had effectively reduced them to crippled crawlers.
"I'll finish these off, you take care of those bandits!" Dyson yelled to Paco as she rushed forward with her axe and messily beheaded the two zombies - her pistol empty from firing at the dune buggy.
The driver of the dune buggy remained hidden while Damien's car was ready and raring to go - a fact that would be apparent to most due to the sound of the engine.
Supply Run
"You got it, boss lady," Paco said, quickly using a finger to cross himself at four points while muttering something about Mary and Guadalupe. Rifle in hand, he tried to pop his upper torso and arms up from behind the car and fire a few bursts at the nearest bandit.
Will, The Urban Dash, Lazy Runner, RPG fool
"No, Not here, take a right there!"
Will was trying to use his knowledge of this place to help navigate, but since he was on a cop car, and in restricting view of the back seat, and the mood was one of anxiety and stress, there wasn't much help he could do. He would have to conform it would take some time and use it to plan a way to take that hell machines down. He started to check his inventory in his head.
edited 4th Jun '15 6:17:30 AM by Kyef
I am merely an agent of 'random'. Because you know, the order is only inside our minds. Out here, there is only Chaos.
Damien climbed into the driver's seat and started up the Prius. Not what he would have chosen but it was better than nothing!
The closest bandit to Paco was the one who had just finished beating up Darnell. Having grabbed the older guard's rifle, the bandit looked pretty pleased with himself until Paco's quick burst hit him in the upper thigh and the gut - downing him.
"FUCK!" the gunner bandit screamed as he saw his companion fall. He swiveled his heavy machine gun and pointed it at the car that Paco and Dyson had been hiding behind. He began firing intently unleashing a barrage of bullets towards the two that, while none had hit them yet, they would surely find their mark sooner or later unless...
The gunner ran out of bullets? The HMG clicked empty numerous times before the gunner swore again and gave up on it. He hopped off the dune buggy, making his way towards Darnell's fallen gun.
The driver bandit, meanwhile, had popped his head up from the vehicle and took a few potshots that didn't hit anybody. All of this would be obvious to all in the lot - including Will, Russ, and Reed who had just arrived - and had brought a horde of zombies with them. Fortunately, they were a few minutes behind the cop car so they weren't an immediate threat. However, numerous zombies were joining the horde as the people in the lot were now the only humans in town.
Will, The Urban Dash, Lazy Runner, RPG fool
"Okay. Russ, Reed, you guys park closer to the cars, check on everybody, and try to protect them. If things go south, the toyota cars are the ones with fuel, it's over there. They'll take you a little distance." He said, pointing at the cars. "I'll try to sneak and shut up mister-zombie siren from behind there" he took a belt from his backpack and pointed at the driver. "But I'm gonna need some distraction, at least some suppressive fire. One of you joins your group, the other makes sure I'm not seen."
He'd stop and ask for doubts and/or better ideas, but clearly there is no time. He tries to sneak out of the car and look for rooftops or alleyways, or other ways to surprise the driver and maybe take him as a hostage.
Supply Run
"Oh no you don't muchacho," Paco shouted, firing off everything left in his gun's magazine at the gunner from his position.
Was hoping for more responses before this post but oh well.
Paco's shots to the gunner did the job yet again RNG loves you Nman scoring two hits to his torso region and downing him immediately. Trying to sneak to the driver wasn't really an option as the lot was wide open and didn't really have any convenient ledges and the like. However, it was really a non issue as the driver, seeing both his friends die, raised his arms in surrender.
Meanwhile, the horde of zombies continued to get closer.
Damien stepped on the gas of the prius hoping to get it to move.
Suppy Run
"Que macana!" Paco shouted, trying to duck behind one of the non-functioning vehicles for cover. He attempted to shoot a quick and short burst at the buggy.