<b>Location:</b>Warehouse details.<br/><br/>The first level at the top was just empty space, a large room, no walls, but a few beams to hold things up, while the windows where lines with guns, The only doors on the top floor, was one to the top of the roof, and then the other leading down the stairs to the rest of the place.<br/><br/>Let's start at the ground level though and work out way up, shall we? The first floor, was just the main part of the building, holding the mess hall, a few smaller rooms that where often used for groups to go in for random meetings or to get organized for whatever they might have need for.<br/>The second floor was where most of the activities where at, no walls again, just beams. In one corner, was a small arcade set up, another corner had sofa and tv's along with a few gaming systems. That was all on one side of the level. The other side, had managed to be a pool in the floor, that should have belonged out side, but had oddly enough been fixed up to be inside. Nobody could still figure it out, but then after so long, most people didn't bother with it.<br/><br/>The third floor held more of a training set look to it. Four large rooms, each with something slightly different. Close combat, long range, shooting, and free roam.<br/>From there the forth, fifth and sixth level was all normally sized rooms, as if like a hotel, or apartment. Numbers on doors, or on some, names depending on what somebody wanted on there door. There where a few that didn't have either on there doors, but instead some kind of art, or graffiti on the door.<br/><br/>There where at least four floors under the main part of the building. The first one was where vehicles of all kinds where held, tools to work on them as people pleased to do so, being able to get them up the the first floor out the side and on the roads if any long trips where planned. The second, was where most of all the younger kids that had been found ended up. Either to sleep, or play together. The third was where all the weapons and supplies where held at. The arsenal here made it seem like it was a good four or five stores for it put together, and then some. There where also some medical supplies down here with all the weapons as well, backup if needed. Below that, the last level was where you found all the tunnels that would lead for four or five blocks around.<br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/><script class="js-extraPhrases" type="application/json">
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</div><br/><b>Name:</b>Matt<br/><b>Location:</b>Warehouse<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Anyone<br/><br/>It'd been the middle of the day, the summer sun just starting to reach it's peek in the sky. It had already been a year since the outbreak had started, and it was already in the summer again. Another few months then Autumn would be coming around, before the second winter. A year and a half already on everyone and they'd made good headway in the mess. Nobody would have ever thought there would be so many people still alive and still riding this out.<br/><br/>His steps came from stairs, heading down to the main level where a meeting would be starting soon, set at the same time each day to set up groups to go out either look for more survivors, or having to go hunting for more food or whatever else was needed again. This often consisted of having to go out on longer trips to do so, reaching farther out to gather things and make there way back all the same. He'd help start this place along side a few of his closer friends that had been there with him when everything had started, leaving only a few to run and order around others they would be grouped up with.<br/><br/>He was a good five minutes or so early, normal for him, along with a few others also already in the room waiting to get more set guidelines as to where everyone was to go before they would split up and work orders among there own little groups later before leaving into the night. His eyes slid around the room at the few there before he found himself a spot on the wall, leaned against it and waited for the others to show up.<br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/><div class="bbImageWrapper lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="http://i50.tinypic.com/292yays.jpg" title="292yays.jpg">
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</div><br/><b>Name:</b>Savhin<br/><b>Location:</b>Warehouse<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Anyone<br/><br/>Savhin had been sitting around in the room for a good thirty minutes by now when Matt had showed up. His eyes shifted from the ground where he sat looking as if he'd been asleep there before a smirk touched his face knowing others would also be showing up soon as well. Not every day did anyone end up showing up, and not every night did they go out for things when it was figured most to all could use the break from time to time. It was well needed by now though. It had been a week now since the last time any parties had been sent out before a big incident when they all met back up before heading back.<br/><br/>There was mouths to feed, and it was clear they needed to start getting groups together to start hoarding food and bringing it back. A good search as well for any signs of others that might have showed up from traveling to help out and bring back into a bit more of a safer place here to stay.<br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/><div class="bbImageWrapper lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="http://i49.tinypic.com/15d1f10.jpg" title="15d1f10.jpg">
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</div><br/><b>Name:</b>Shade<br/><b>Location:</b>Shopping mall(five blocks away from warehouse)<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Anyone<br/><br/>I'd gotten here a few nights ago after having taken my time and traveled from just a few towns over, taking my time to move in the day and resting in the nights when it was safer to do so. I'd been without any rest for the past two days though by now, having had a few stragglers running around to deal with. The mall had seemed like a good idea to end up in a few days ago anyway until i'd found myself locking myself inside one of the 'Gun-n-Knives' stores when i'd had to pull back the day before when the dead just didn't seem to stop showing up.<br/><br/>Even as night had fallen the night before, they hadn't left from the gate that blocked them from me, leaving me little trust on the gate to even think about rest as i worked around the place, finding just about anything i could get my hands on that was till there for me to work with, even making my own little set of bombs to use if i pleased.