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Post by Dr. Jar on Oct 18, 2012 22:17:39 GMT -8
Ash- "Hello. Do you have a safehouse?..The world has gone crazy, my car is in the garage down here." He frowns at the correct direction, and then looks around, a flicker of thrill, and a dash of nervousness in his eyes. He pats his side where he would usually have his gun, keeping an eye out for danger. He turns around and scans the others. He doesn't say it, but at least a few seem fit to fight. The rest...may need some help, maybe.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 18, 2012 23:55:37 GMT -8
Abdul- "This building behind us is our 'safe' house, but safe is a relative term now. Nonetheless, we probably have more water than any place you will find, and a trained chef who has come up with a rationing scheme that can sustain our lives, if not our tastes." Ivan- "Hell yeah, bro. Hm. What're your names?" He asked everyone, but was looking at Patti - likely to her choosy and paranoid dismay.Peg "I'm Peg, this is LaShonda, Patti, and Abdul-Rahman." Ivan- "I'm Ivan and this is Ashley." Peg- "Like 'Gone With the Wind' ... Haha. Welcome, guys." Abdul- "Your appearance raises a concern in me - how secure is your building from the other street sides? We must know." Ivan- "We locked it up pretty good..." Players feel free to respond to any part of the above, but if your response is meant to come before the end, make clear what you're responding to.
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Oct 19, 2012 7:36:54 GMT -8
Patti addressed the newcomers. "If you're fed and have some energy, you can help us with this fence. We've got a team out scavenging for medical supplies as we speak. If you need food or water, one of us can take you upstairs and show you the community center." She paused for a moment. "I know this is going to sound silly, but apparently the undead aren't good liars, so we've devised a test to make sure you are still among the living." To Ashley - "What high school did you graduate from?" To Ivan - "What was your first car?" After any responses - "No offense intended, gentlemen, but I think some of us would feel better if we double-checked your handiwork in securing the building. When we're done with this fence, some of us can go check it out."
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Post by Dr. Jar on Oct 19, 2012 14:04:40 GMT -8
Ash- "Garfield Highschool. And...who might you be? You can call me Ashley, if you would like." He stared at the newcomer. She had a certain air of authority, and he had to admit, he kind of liked it. She was really somebody in this middle of nowhere. He spent a moment eyeing her. A little old but well put together, good command.. He faded back into reality and nodded. "Of course, feel free, we secured the bottom level for the most part, made it impossible for those ghoulies to go in or out." He gestured towards the building aburptly, seeming unnaturally cool-headed for the end of the world. He certainly didn't feel it inside. He had no idea what was going on honestly. "What do you need done?" He looked at the fence to see if it was, indeed any good and did indeed look like it would hold back hoards of diseased humans. He patted for his gun again reflexively, and then put his pipe down so he could better offer a hand to the others.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 19, 2012 14:48:47 GMT -8
Ivan- "A Datsun something-or-other with an insect problem." Ivan easily fell into helping people with the fence. Putting the fence in place drew zombies, but as Ivan and Ashley discovered in the cafe next door, once they were up, the zombies paid the alley even less attention than before.
Just before they went back into the building across the alley to check the security, they were a bit startled by a string tied to a tiny wrench being tossed from the roof. It stayed close to the building, so there was no risk of it hitting anyone. Sandy stood at the top of the line and waved, and Sandy came out of the stairwell to work on the string from the street level.Sandy- "The analog doorbell." Lashonda- "Ohhh..." Ivan- "You guys are on it. I was hating this building yesterday, but it had good neighbors." Peg- "Thanks!" GM NOTE: If you want to RP among yourselves or do some creative writing about stuff that happens during the project, go ahead. I expect Ashley or Ivan to warn Patti (or whoever) before she goes into the Two Dozen Corpse Cafe, but it could still be fun for someone to write about.
When you're done go to the 6th floor or individual rooms. Ashley and Ivan should hang out in the general areas until someone can hook 'em up with a room. See you around!
PS- Don't take the characters too far into the evening, as events have been planned for it.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Oct 20, 2012 0:20:00 GMT -8
"The rest of the building, and the surrounding area is extremely dangerous, I would use caution while exploring. Will this really keep them out? They seem more intelligent than something from those old movies I've seen." He grumbles, and seems not to have seen many recent movies. He shifts his footing and some stones found around. They were less interested than before. Strange, they had some fading semblance to humanity still, even in their deranged state. Some even looked human still, but there was something off... He wondered..if they could be cured, or were they truly gone. Did it matter? He wondered about his cat as he helped build the fence, and catches the wrench before it falls too far.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 20, 2012 0:42:49 GMT -8
"What makes you think they're smarter than the movie stiffs? Man, we got 'em in that hallway and they just kept coming. We get a blind up and they forget we exist in five minutes."
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Post by Dr. Jar on Oct 20, 2012 17:18:52 GMT -8
"Because they can speak, it seems, I never thought guys with rotted brains would speak. For that matter, how are people affected by this...whatever it is that's happening." He looks over the wall and wonders about their fate. He puts a few more nails in the make-shift wall, and then sighs. "Be careful if you are going to inspect our building, miss."
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Oct 20, 2012 17:51:34 GMT -8
"Haven't seen any talking zombies yet, but we've seen some demon-possessed folks that did. The ghosts we saw didn't speak, to my memory." To Ash - "I don't exactly plan on going alone." She looked pointedly at the men, then patted a suspicious lump on her hip.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 20, 2012 18:50:58 GMT -8
Ivan clocked her gesture and responded with appropriate respect. Ye shan't see him checkin' out the Patti again.
Ivan- "OHkay... haha. Yeah, so the survey wasn't about talking zombies, it was about some kind of possessed weirdos. And ghosts? Man, it's unbelievable." He walked to the other end of the alley to help someone with a thing. Abdul gestured for Patti to come to the middle and talk quietly, out of earshot of the new laborers.
Abdul- "We should get some more specific ideas about who should carry firearms and when. I was just thinking I'd have felt more comfortable when those men emerged if I had been armed as well. I noticed Mr... Tyrone was armed as well as you. How many sidearms do you have?"
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Post by Dr. Jar on Oct 20, 2012 19:02:42 GMT -8
Ash stares at Patti quietly, and then seems to nod. "I didn't know there was a difference...I guess, I thought the world hadn't all gone to hell yet. Demons? Ghosts? I thought they were all the same. Oh. I left mine at home, wish I hadn't now. I have some good memories." He picks up the pipe, and stares at her hip longingly. Patti was quite a woman. "Are you a business-woman? What sort of person were you before the world wound down?" He asks Patti, brushing off his dirty, blood-spattered shirt. He knew he had a good arm for zombie-killing.
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Post by Dr. Maneep Pamplemousse on Oct 20, 2012 20:37:58 GMT -8
To Ash - "Something like that. I was an administrator at Amazon the last seven years. How about you?" This line of conversation seemed beyond banal in the circumstance and it was annoying Patti, though she was good at not showing her annoyance. One of those skills you develop in the business world. She caught Abdul-Rahman eyeing her and she excused herself. "Excuse me for a minute." She picked up one of the spools of wire they had been using to secure the fencing material and carried it over to the middle-eastern fellow. She should ask him where he's from some time; it seemed crappy to think of him in such a general way, even if it was only in her internal monologue. Nobody else was standing particularly close to the two of them. She handed the wire to Abdul-Rahman. "What's the matter?"
Abdul- "We should get some more specific ideas about who should carry firearms and when. I was just thinking I'd have felt more comfortable when those men emerged if I had been armed as well. I noticed Mr... Tyrone was armed as well as you. How many sidearms do you have?"
"Just four, counting the ones you've seen. And a couple of shotguns. We'll have to have a longer discussion about this later. Nothing personal, but this thing's turned into a democracy and I'm not going to make unilateral decisions about who can and cannot be carrying a firearm. We should have a sit down with Seth and his council when they get back. If they get back." Abdul-Rahman- "Surely." He smiled. "We'll be done with this soon and onto securing this next building. Thank you for your help. I'd somehow forgotten the question test. So foolish." He saw her returning to Ashley and went to help the others.
To Ash - "Sorry about that. Anyway, hmmm... what were we talking about?"
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Post by Dr. Jar on Oct 20, 2012 22:02:00 GMT -8
Ash seemed to think that Patti's commanding presence was somewhat reassuring, even if she did not seem to have much of an interest in his conversation. It's alright, they shouldn't talk too much anyways. It pays to listen carefully to their surroundings. He milled around and seemed ready with his section of piping, he seemed to think this was secure enough to allow the others to leave unattended. He had a systematic way of examining new places, and was very cautious moving around corners, rather than simply being generally cautious, it was strange. To Abdul: "You don't have to come with us if you feel unsafe. Your safety is always a priority since there are so few of us left." He has a sudden, very serious expression and puts his remaining hand in his pocket. To Patti: "Nothing of importance. I'd be glad to lend a hand if you're going back to our cafe, as much as I'd like to meet the others. There are others, aren't there?" It certainly seemed like it. He finished working on the fence, at least to his untrained satisfaction, and then brushed his hands off on his clothes.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 20, 2012 23:41:39 GMT -8
Abdul-Rahman- "Of course I am not afraid. I have military training and have lived through this madness with my wits intact. I just believe we should be methodical in any undertaking where time permits... You can join us as we go back in there soon."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 22, 2012 0:37:40 GMT -8
GM NOTE- If anyone feels like doing some creative writing and describing the process of double-checking Ashley and Ivan's homework next door, knock thyselves out. It takes until mid-afternoon, may involve seeing some freaky corpse piles, and y'all may retire to the 6th floor. If you'd rather skip ahead to Ashley meeting people and what not, go to the 6th floor thread. And when special evening events begin, the appropriate thread for those...
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