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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jun 23, 2013 1:03:14 GMT -8
Brave champions of the 403 set out with passion and fury! The quest would surely be a resounding success!
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
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Post by DKender on Jun 23, 2013 21:38:04 GMT -8
It was a beautiful morning for questing. Alex was in full pep talk form. He waited until Anna, Richie, and Micah gathered outside 403. Then, this happened!
Alex- "Okay, team, gather up! Three quick things. First, you are all VERY wonderful. I couldn't wish for a better team. <3 Thanks, guys. Group hug? No? Maybe later ..."
He held up a little picture of Emiliano drinking tea.
"Next, this is my friend. If you see Emiliano or his walking corpse, please let me know. Do not kill my old roomie." Alex tucked the picture back into his wallet. Then, he passed around a hand-drawn map. The lettering was gorgeously rendered, as if he labored over Ye Olde English script for hours. The rest ... was not so gorgeous.
"We have three targets! One: the weird store on East Pike. It's magical. We oughtta check that out. Two: my dorm on the university campus. It's magical in a different way. And three: the MASSIVE Saint James Cathedral. That place is probably filled with relics. Round trip, the mission will be four-ish miles. Bikes with baskets are encouraged. Don't forget helmets! I put major streets on this map, but we may need to improvise, since Capitol Hill is supposedta be awful. Also, I tried to draw the university mascot wearing a graduation cap as the campus symbol, but ... well ... it's not good. I'm really sorry. My bad." Alex crossed his arms.
"So ... input time! Which route do we take? There's clockwise or counterclockwise. Weird store, dorm, cathedral versus cathedral, dorm, weird store. Um. I hope the map's fine, too. I'm from California, not Washington."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jun 23, 2013 22:48:02 GMT -8
Anna- "Broadway, so they say, is full of roadblocks. People have carved up the Hill into little jerkface enclaves. So slightly off the main drag seems like the best idea."
Richie- "Nice map."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jun 24, 2013 0:36:55 GMT -8
When Micah took the map, he squinted and turned it around several times. He passed it back. Micah- “I'll follow you guys, I'm fucking fine with whatever...” He nervously played with the duffle bag straps, he had it slung over his shoulders like a back pack. He'd even gone for a different weapon, the knife had brought him a lot fucking closer to zombies than he fucking liked. He'd borrowed it from Ash's apartment, Ash wouldn't fucking miss it...
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
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Post by DKender on Jun 25, 2013 15:40:34 GMT -8
Alex- "You're absolutely right, my favoritest boychick! Who's to say one route is better than the other? During moments like these, we must trust in fate!" He flipped a penny. It should be known that Alex didn't 100% understand what "boychick" meant, but he was in the ballpark."Heads (1), we go clockwise. Tails (2) counterclockwise." "Aha! Cathedral first. Any objections?" He tied a black bandana around his head."I'm an anarchist today, guys. Check it." ((OOC: To the GMs - do you guyz want a write-up of any plans I had for this fantastic voyage?))
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jun 25, 2013 15:49:46 GMT -8
((To the extent he's available, Kelly will RP Anna on this trip. To keep things surprising for him, maybe just PM me.))
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jun 25, 2013 17:34:03 GMT -8
Boychick, as that an insult or something? It kinda just made Micah think of chickens, and no one wanted that. Micah decided he'd just brush it off, Richie would probably say it was some kind of native American thing and make him look bad. Micah- “Wow, totally anarchist, you and Anna should make a fucking club of it. Has anyone been to the cathedral? How bloody big is it?”
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Jun 25, 2013 20:17:26 GMT -8
Anna- "If you're gonna be an anarchist, you better be ready to tear it up, boy. Let's do this."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jun 25, 2013 20:21:23 GMT -8
Richie- "But seriously, anarchy is an important political philosophy, not just a style."
Anna- "Fo' Rill, dawg. You gotta earn the black and paisley."
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
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Gender: Unknown Skeleton
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Post by DKender on Jun 25, 2013 20:28:20 GMT -8
Alex looked hella shifty. Alex- "I know all about that philosophy ... totally ..." He actually didn't."It's basically being free, breaking chairs, hating hatey things, and ... down with the man stuff ... uh huh. WELL, Micah. I've never been inside this Saint James, but it looks like a fortress. There's probably catacombs somewhere. Saint bones."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jun 26, 2013 5:04:25 GMT -8
Micah- “I thought the only rule with anarchy is, there are no fucking rules. Anyone can be an anarchist, technically we kinda all are now. I mean we have Seth and shit, but it isn't like real government. So, who wants to starting taking bets on what kind of fucked up monster, is in there? I don't want to jinx us by hoping it's some glorious mother-fucking sanctuary, right?” Shit, he'd totally jinxed it. Or maybe fate would be all 'haha I'm gonna make Micah look bad by making it totally safe and crap', he kinda hoped so.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jun 26, 2013 14:17:57 GMT -8
Richie- "I still can't believe we're doing this. Let's make it quick."
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
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Gender: Unknown Skeleton
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Post by DKender on Jun 26, 2013 14:58:37 GMT -8
The Beginning: wherein Micah, Anna, Richie, and Alex travel south to raid Saint James Castle Cathedral.On this fateful day, Alex wore his blackest polo and a riot helmet, complete with face guard, to protect his most valuable asset. The bike he rode was light enough to heft over barriers; in that way, he conceded, bicycles were superior to horses.
Unless the horse could fly, like a unicorn-Pegasus hybrid.
The group had a short trip from 403 to the juncture of Denny and Terry. Along the way, they encountered shambling zombies and inconvenient cars, but these were no match for the daring anarchists (and Alex). They made quick time - life was good. Too good?
A foreboding sight loomed near Terry. Oh, cruel harbinger of misfortune! It was Cornish College of the Arts! Could Micah see blue eyes peering from the window, or was his imagination running wild? Alex- "What about this route? Go south here to avoid major streets?" Far down Terry, a pile of old cars, furniture, and garbage blocked the road. A makeshift white flag had been raised on the junk pile.
From the general direction of Capitol Hill, a gunshot cracked. Definitely a welcoming place.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jun 26, 2013 15:13:21 GMT -8
Richie- "That ain't good." Terry runs down into the bus tunnel before even reaching the hill, so the guys diverted to 9th. They came very close to Tower 801 then, with Anna casting a wistful look at her old home. They scaled the Hill a short distance on Pike, every piece of freeway and highway in the area clogged with cars and apathetic zombies.
When they got over the overpass onto the base of Capitol Hill, they had the option of going on Terry again & did so. It was a hellishly steep hill there, which had them just walking bikes, when they came to that barricade just as the street leveled out again.
((Just throwin' my knowledge in your cut, sorry about that. I was just eyeballin' the route on goog maps and noticed Terry isn't contiguous and the area they'd pass through is highwaytastic, which deserved a mention. Anyhow, back to you...))
goo.gl/maps/sWE2S - barricade just ahead. Anna- "Haul the bikes over it, or leave them here and pick 'em up on the way back?"
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jun 27, 2013 4:28:38 GMT -8
Micah was also uneasily preoccupied with the lack of obstacles, things were never this easy, and if they were, it usually meant life was just waiting to lay some major fuckery on you later. He wasn't too fond of this two wheel travel, it reminded him of learning to ride one. It was always the hard fucking way in his family. His uncle had taken his trainers off at 5 and sent him on his way without a heads up. It had been a thing of fear and nasty falls for a while before he finally picked it up.
He'd almost fallen clear off the bike when he saw Cornish, he still lacked a knowledge for most of Seattle, and it'd come as a shock. An unnerving feeling invaded his spine but the fear of being left behind was greater, and he had peddled on. Then the fucking gun shot rang out, ugh fun times. He fucking hated guns, the fear of getting shot was a terrible one for him, and his mind ran wild with imagining the pain involved.
He soon stopped agonising over it as they continued on their way, distracted by cars and zombie dodging.
As they came to the barrier, Micah took the opportunity to drop the weight of the dufflebag for a few moments, while they mulled it over.
Micah- “Depends on what's on the other fucking side, doesn't it? I mean if it's clear enough we should take them, but if it's a mess of cars and shit, there's no fucking point. I guess it'd give us an edge if we meet other survivors, we'd be the fucking BMX bandits of Seattle or some shit haha.”
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