Float; A Zombie RP with a difference [Not started/Accepting, new strains]

[Jakeronijo]

OoC: I love how you didn't answer even one of my questions.

 

IC: "I could go for a head shot." He said flicking the bullet up wit his foot. It sailed into the gun and Tank had it loaded. "But this is my last bullet." He aimed at the head of the komodo. "Got any ideas how we could open that door and rain bullets on these suckers?" Then he remembered who he was talking to. "I..I mean the other zombies." Tank waited for Gustav to say something. If he had a plan he didn't want to interfere by shooting down the zombie, what if it survived the fall and killed him?

[Horologia]

One more goddamed day... in a goddamned city, starting in a goddamned house. Lucy moaned as the clock rangs and tried to wake her. "Jeah... im allready awake, just stop it!" she mumbled, hiding her head under a pillow. But the clock just made her job and go on ringing. After a while Lucy threw the pillow up to it to silence it... Well, it did work, but now she were lying without a pillow, not that comfortable... Sie strechet her body and jawned befor she stood up and walked into the kitchen... Breakfast? Cornflakes... The same conflakes she ate the day before... and the day before this day... and so on. Good thing she got a large ammount of milk from a farmer store, so she could add it to the everyday-cornflakes. As usuall she turned on the TV to watch "Error TV" wich means some white and black dots, wich were hunting down each others. Quite interessting... But all her live was like this, since those people left with the boats. Lucy was waiting for her little sister, but the girl never returned from school... so she waited another day... one day to much, so the floats were allready away. Life since than was hard and a battle for survive. But Lucy managed it... Somehow. After breakfast she took on her clothes, took her weapons and the backpack. Today she wanted to look for new stuff in a store on the outside of the city, near a prison or something like that. The other stores were allready empty or destroyed... She left her home, locked the door and decided to walk. Cars are making to much noise, and she don´t really want to attract attention. Lucy put out a old teddy bear and looked at him. "So... what do you mean? Will something interessting happen today?"

[Skarlet]

OoC: Sorry about that.

 

IC: "This is the first time anything that has seemed intelligent besides you and I has gotten in here, I don't know exactly what to do. However, try not to waste that bullet until you have a clear shot, and preferably shoot through the bottom j-" Gustav never had time to finish the sentence as he was tackled by the huge creature, it began to tear at him relentlessly, but luckily for the Dragonfly it found only bone, which and scratched and scraped, viciously. Gustav pulled his Machette from his belt only to see it get knocked away and slide across the room.

[radio414]

There was at least some bumping going on inside the prison. There was also the breaking glass. Presumably, something had gotten in there, a hound most likely, and started tearing up the place. Finding a hole in the rooftops, she got inside searching for the fray. It should be easy, with all that noise being created

[Jakeronijo]

OoC: we don't want to get locked you short posted radio414...

 

IC: Tank shot his bullet at the head with nice aim but didn't wait to see if the bullet hit he ducked down and picked up the matchette. He swung the blade and ran at the hound planning to run it through so he would be able to remove it from Gustav. He looked up to see if the bullet hit before running into kill a komodo that may already have been killed by the bullet or by Gustav who was wrestling the beast now.

[Skarlet]

Gustav, With the assistance of his strong wings, grabbed the creature's head, kicked it with both legs in the stomach, pushing off the ground at the same time. The massive weight of the creature collided with the reinforced steel door, severely damaging it although not destroying it. The creature stood again, There was a noticable hole in it's head from the bullet and it's back was clearly injurted but it was still standing if only barely. It gave a loud hiss and it's head darted between the two potential targets. Gustav had offended it, and delt a fair amount of damage, but for all it knew, Tank had another bullet ready to be fired, the beast seemed to debate which target it should attack first.

[radio414]

OoC: The rules say 4 lines. I count 4 lines. Poorly written (yes, I admit it) it may be, but it still follows the advanced clause.

 

IC: Selene stopped to think. She had found the conflict, but she had no good weapon to join the fight with. Sure, she had her daggers but she had just heard a gun go off. That usually meant a semi-long distance battle. She didn't have an actual ranged weapon.

 

There was an off chance that the gun was out of ammunition, in which case, she was fine. No one would be firing at her, and she would be able to enter the combat. Selene took that chance. There was still sounds of conflict after the shot, and there were no further shots. She walked into the room, and saw what vaguely resembled a Komodo Dragon.

 

She drew her dagger...

[Skarlet]

OoC: On account of the misconception, I won't warn you, but it's not 4 lines when you're typing, it's 4 lines once it's actually been posted, now I'm breaking my own rules, so I'll be deleting this once you've aknowledged me on your next post.

[Jeroukoo]

ooc: I need to find a group, preferable Yae and everyone so where are you guys?

 

Jason started off with his new pet dog name Doberman. As the dog trotted beside him, he thought about a ,problem he was going to face. Being out numbered. Sure, he could take down plenty of zombies by himself but he was going to need help. His dog could probably take down 6 zombies, 2 at a time, considering that he was a doberman dog, one of the most aggressive ones out there. "Well Doberman, we are going to need to find someone fast. Numbers are always more helpful." Jason smiled as the dog shook its head, as if it was agreeing with him.

[Michico]

When the funk do i get a pm if i am accepted?

[Jakeronijo]

Tank ran at the dragon and swung his Machette at it. With the upper slash that sliced the arm off he hit the rusted hinge on the steel door making it swing off its hinges and slam onto the komodo dragon. Tank hopped onto it and jumped twice. "How much will it take to kill this thing?" He asked pulling a machine gun out of the room. and aiming it at the door, not about to shoot since the bullet may bounce back. He looked at Gustav as the komodo struggled

[Skarlet]

"It should be in trouble now" Gustav replyed quickly as he flew into the air providing a better angle for Tank to shoot at the monster, it was dificult, the creature had put a nasty wound in his wing. His flying was now awkward, lop-sided. His voice chattering with the sound bone on bone. The Komodo swiped at the door and sent it flying off toward Tank. Gustav didn't have time to react. This could be the end of both of them, the monster was wounded, but like all animals hounds were at thier most dangerous when they were about to die. Gustav watched in horror, not that it showed particularly well on his bare skull, as the door hurtled toward the survivor.

[radio414]

Selene usually didn't interfere with combat. It was for someone else, not a Breederlike her. She tried not to kill in cold blood. Watching the door fly towards the human was a shock for everyone in the room. She couldn't stop it. As everyone else was watching the door, Selene was going for the weapons locker, trying for a counterattack.

 

OoC: I'm editing that contravertial post on the previous page. Just to stop the arguement.

[Jakeronijo]

OoC: Sorry if anyone thinks im necro-bumping i just think this shouldn't die. I always have hope. so heres my post. *puts up tomato resistant sheild.*

 

IC: Tank's life flashed before his eyes. His daughter's first tooth, the day he met his wife, his first kiss. The first football game he ever won. Everything. But dying was for punks and tank wouldn't go out without a fight. He was not dying. Even though things looked grim. The door had flown off the Komodo's back and Tank was sprawled out on the floor and the door was hirtling towards him. Only a couple dozen pounds of metal no biggie. HE said bracing his legs to absorb the shock. He brought them into his chest and then slammed with all his force. THe komodo dragon lept into the air and was hit by the door flying back towards it. Tank got to his feet which felt as though he had fallen from a great hieght and aimed at the Zombie's head. HE let 27 bullets go off in the skull just for good measure before looking up at Gustav. "Sorry It took me so long." He grinned.