...and the undead will walk the earth...
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				Title: <strong>...and the undead will walk the earth...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LeeshaLynn</strong> on <strong>20-02-2012, 02:37:28</strong>
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				<em>This thread is for the game only, please go to the Group wanted to talk OOC or if you have questions/concerns or ideas! </em><br><br><strong>Setting:</strong>&nbsp; A Wal-Mart located in a suburb of Atlanta, around 2:30am.&nbsp; There aren’t a ton of people inside, but there are some.&nbsp; Only one cash register is open. <br><br>Perhaps a few characters notice one another but say nothing and continue their shopping, and minding their own business.&nbsp; That is until they over hear an odd message over the loud speaker…something about a ‘crazy’ person that just entered the store.&nbsp; Soon, the voice over the loud speaker screams and voice can be heard “gurgling” from literally being eaten alive, though no one knows that is what’s happening. <br>After that, a manager will come on the speaker and say “I’m sorry for any inconvenience, but we have to lock the doors until the police arrive, no one in or out of the store,&nbsp; thank you.” Feel free to panic, swear or be pissed!&nbsp; However, you can’t get out now.
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				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>20-02-2012, 04:31:09</strong>
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				Over in the electronics section, Vix (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=132198.msg5882325#msg5882325) glances up with worried concern at the sudden strange noises over the loudspeaker, followed by the announcement.&nbsp; Her eyes narrow in concern, and she pulls out her phone to update Twitter. <br><br><tt class="bbc_tt">Nearly 3am, stuck in Walmart thanks to psycho attack.&nbsp; FML.&nbsp; Am fine though.</tt><br><br>Already being stuck here and having no other reason to expect anything wrong, she just goes back to shopping for the time being.
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				Post by: <strong>James Moriarty</strong> on <strong>20-02-2012, 05:52:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.empireonline.com/images/features/on-set-movie-star-injuries/dennis-quaid-everybody-all-american.jpg)</div><br>He rolled his eyes.&nbsp; Chad was used to this kind of nonsense happening -- seemed like troublemakers and crazies always popped up this time of night.&nbsp; And after all, Atlanta wasn't exactly a place you expected everything to run smoothly all the time.&nbsp; Always some nonsense or other going on.<br><br>Pulling a baseball glove off a rack and giving it a try, he admired the nice-smelling leather and gave it a punch.&nbsp; It needed some breaking in, but it would probably be good to go for the game next week.<br><br>Something at the back of his mind was nagging him, though.&nbsp; The gurgling sound coming over the loudspeaker... that wasn't exactly normal.&nbsp; And if it were just some thugs, why would they be locking people <em>in</em> the store.&nbsp; It didn't rub him right, and it got his nerves jangling.&nbsp; Maybe he should go find out what exactly was going on.
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				Post by: <strong>SciFiSpectacle</strong> on <strong>22-02-2012, 06:39:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dDBbZDB06lo/Tf94zlpRIQI/AAAAAAAAEFM/8hbzvo961Mg/s400/Javier+Bardem.jpg)</div>The footsteps of a rather tall and broad man could be heard while he walked through the front doors of a local Walmart. He glanced about the place, his eyes scanning is they usually did the cameras placed about the store, finding the emergency exits on the far side of the store, and a rather well dressed woman looking at the clearance racks. Sugar, as he would introduce himself, walked from the main entrance slowly, a stern look upon his face as he moved towards the toiletries isles.<br><br><strong>"Toothpaste... Toothpaste..."</strong> the large man said to himself as he reached the isle he was looking for. Now a dilema was before him, he had to pick the toothpaste he liked, which was... the cavity protectant one or the sensitivity protection? He couldn't remember. To distract him a voice over the intercom made a rather horrible sound, a gurgling choking retching that filled the store. A woman next to him looked at him for answers, but Sugar only raised an eyebrow.<br><br>Then panic set in. They were going to lock the place down? What for? Sugar looked around wildly and grabbed a backpack off of a shelf at the far end, then proceeded to shove everything he could find into it. Pills, lotions, condoms, razors, liquid medications, then moved towards the pharmacy. <strong>"Get the fuck out of here."</strong> Sugar glared at the pharmacist and leapt the counter, looking at the racks of prescriptions and taking the ones he thought would be valuable or important. Pain medication sold easy, same thing with sleep pills. Soon his backpack was full of stuff, and only 30 seconds or so had passed. He wasn't paying attention, until he heard all the doors lock.
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				Post by: <strong>LeeshaLynn</strong> on <strong>26-02-2012, 02:03:57</strong>
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				The Manage comes back on the speaker phone, his voice scared and worried some "Ummm, Umm if I could please have your attention. " he clears his throat "We're gonna need everyone in the back, at the camping section right away.&nbsp; Please don't panic," He stated though he was also panicked "RIGHT AWAY PLEASE!!" He demanded.&nbsp; <br><br>****An NPC was bit and is now on the loose.&nbsp; Fully zombified, looking for another victim.&nbsp; The moans can be heard, the skin is pale and it is shuffling toward people with its arms extended.&nbsp; The zombie gets one NPC and that person got away and ran back toward the camping section. Zombie is still on the loose looking for more prey.*****
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				Post by: <strong>SciFiSpectacle</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 06:36:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dDBbZDB06lo/Tf94zlpRIQI/AAAAAAAAEFM/8hbzvo961Mg/s400/Javier+Bardem.jpg)</div><strong>"Panic? Who's panicking?"</strong> Sugar yelled and threw the backpack over his shoulders, glanced about, then looked up to see the signs hanging from the ceiling. <em>Camping supplies...</em> he thought to himself then leapt the counter again, looked around at the confused and frightened customers of the Walmart, smiled to them, then jogged to the camping supplies.<br><br>It was only three isles down, so it was a quick run over to it, where he immediately began searching for something to threaten these people with and get some money off of them, when he noticed several hunting knives along with a bow and arrow. He slowly examined the knives, people running past him as if he didn't exist. It was almost as if he were still shopping like a normal person. Then he tore open the packaging and took the blades, put them on his belt, looking left and right as he did, then grabbed one of the bows from a shelf. He tore open it's packaging as well, grabbed a handful of arrows from one of the many buckets about the isle, and shoved them into a quiver. Like most modern quivers, it was belt strapped, and quickly became an addition to his belt along with the knives.<br><br><strong>"Nobody FUCKING MOVE!"</strong> Sugar yelled, taking out an arrow and drawing it back with the bow. Nobody seemed to notice him through the panic, which was quickly taking over the place. <strong>"I said don't fucking move!"</strong> A few people stopped, then one came hobbling down the isle alone, towards him. Sugar glared at the individual, a woman, mid twenties, with a bit of blood on her. Must have got scratched on a shelf or something. <strong>"What the hell did I just say bitch? I'mma kill you where you stand if you take one more step!"</strong> The woman didn't seem to hear him, she just gurgled strangely at him and increased her pace.<br><br>Sugar released the arrow, watching it fly into the woman's chest. It stunned the woman for a moment, going clean through her heart at such a close range, but she continued forward.
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				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 11:33:15</strong>
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				As Vix heard someone, probably a policeman, call for everyone to move to the camping section, she grumbled under her breath.&nbsp; Grabbing a laptop that she'd been looking at, she started to wander out towards the camping area.&nbsp; With the huge signs, it wasn't difficult to find, even though she'd never been in that area.<br><br>That's when she saw it.&nbsp; There was a zombie walking loose.&nbsp; It couldn't be real, of course; it just meant that she hadn't been taking her medication often enough.&nbsp; It was simple enough to tell herself that it wasn't real, but panic was setting in.&nbsp; She didn't want to have an episode here in the middle of the Walmart.&nbsp; Even if it was only 3am, it was still so very embarrassing, and that wench Becky already had covered her Facebook wall with the last time Vix freaked out.<br><br>She closed her eyes, trying to remember what her therapist had said.&nbsp; She had to imagine, vividly imagine, something happening to the hallucinations in order to get rid of them.&nbsp; It had worked with the mushroom savages, but she really had to concentrate, focus and listen.&nbsp; Zombies were fought with guns, right?&nbsp; Gripping the box of the laptop tight in her arms, she concentrated and listened for the concussive force of a firearm, a sign that she'd been successful.<br><br>Somebody was yelling something, but she wasn't really listening.
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				Post by: <strong>James Moriarty</strong> on <strong>27-02-2012, 20:50:56</strong>
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				The last announcement over the store intercom stopped Chad in his tracks.&nbsp; Suddenly, he wasn't quite so sure that front of the store was the safest place.&nbsp; Looking around, he saw signs of mounting confusion and chaos.&nbsp; People were running through the aisles and he heard shouting and things hitting the floor.&nbsp; He started heading towards the camping section when he saw her.<br><br>She was standing in the middle of the aisle, her back to him, not moving.&nbsp; Clutching a laptop box in her arms, she appeared rooted to the spot.&nbsp; Approaching her were two... people, if you could still call them that.&nbsp; One of them was a young man -- but a large chunk of his face seemed to have been chewed off and there was blood all over the front of his now pale body, t-shirt and sweats.&nbsp; The other was a young woman -- possibly his girlfriend by the way they were walking together -- who was missing an arm and had the same impossibly pale, clammy complexion.&nbsp; They were lurching and dragging their feet as they approached the girl.<br><br>Chad launched himself forward at a run, grabbed the girl's arm and said, "Come on, let's go, let's GO."&nbsp; He half-encouraged, half-dragged the girl back down the aisle and away from the... whatever the hell they were.
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				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 02:41:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://img27.imageshack.us/img27/4086/1315963383854.jpg)</div><br>It didn't really take a lot of effort to get Vix to follow along.&nbsp; She was used to sight and sound hallucinations, but tactile were exceptionally rare.&nbsp; She guessed that it was one of the employees moving her out of the view of the public.&nbsp; If she was causing a scene, then it was for the best; the last thing she wanted was to frighten everyone for no reason.<br><br>She threw her eyes open to follow along with the man, but as she moved, she fished through her back for her bottle of pills.&nbsp; She was supposed to only take a half a pill a day, but she'd been told that if half a pill wasn't enough, she may have to up her dosage on a particularly bad day.&nbsp; Obviously she was getting to that point.<br><br>Of course, getting to her purse while carrying a laptop and also being pulled along by someone was an exercise in multitasking to which she wasn't currently capable.
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				Post by: <strong>RubySlippers</strong> on <strong>28-02-2012, 23:33:25</strong>
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				(http://external.ak.fbcdn.net/safe_image.php?d=AQAQ5p6Dot7_z8fq&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fi4.ytimg.com%2Fvi%2Fk7w8XxeaA64%2Fhqdefault.jpg)<br><br>Juanita Rodriguez looked around and palmed some fancy perfume, lipsticks she liked and went to hardware to pick out some work tools she needed a crowbar and was selecting one good for prying open vending machines and busting windows when the announcement came. Looking around again she stuffed a high end battery operated drill in her backpack replacing her old one. And thinks she is lucky there is something going on if not the security would be all over her by now. By the books she grabbed the Zombie Survival Guide thought it would be a fun read and keeps going.<br><br>Seeing the zombies and one chewing on some woman she is in shock for a moment then taking some man running by hammers his knee with the crowbar and then in the head, the reason is the two zombies stumbling up now have him to eat. She walks towards to the back as he screams and cries out, its a man who cares she is thinking as she looks for weapons selecting two knives and straps them onto her belt. Putting her book away she fixes her backpack for moving fast.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Anaeria</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 05:01:57</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"></span><div align="center">Appearance (http://i818.photobucket.com/albums/zz104/Shuuraya/RL%20Women/a8dcd1452130c12b.png)<br>Tattooes. (http://i818.photobucket.com/albums/zz104/Shuuraya/RL%20Women/SEXY--1.jpg)<br>Clothing: Marine Fatigues. Combat Boots. Leather Belt, and backpack.</div>[/size][/color]<br><br>Isanya sighed, shuffling through the boxes of candy bars and soft drinks on the shelf, looking for, and not finding, the gatorade flavour that she liked. It was typical really, she had three hours before she was supposed to report in to her superior officer, and the last half hour had been looking for the one snack and the one beverage she was probably not going to see again until she touched down on native soil. The sound of the speaker creaking to life had the soldier blinking, and then frowning as it became rather obvious that something was going on. What it was exactly, she had no idea, but she knew that sound. That gurgling, choking sound. Someone had just died. Not good. Setting the basket of small snacks down on the floor, Isanya moved fast, but silent considering her tall height and the clunky looking boots she wore, heading for the camping section as instructed by the manager, or whoever it was that had spoken next over the speaker. <br><br>It wasn't everyday one saw an arrow fly into a body, and have that body keep right on going. But it was rather apparent when she saw it herself that Isanya had either A; walked into a horror movie, or B; the idiot woman who'd been shot was high or drunk or both. She was thinking it was closer to the first choice, when an armless...shambling...thing, staggered into view down the aisle. "The fuck-Ohly shit!" Yanking out her knife, in case this is some sort of really, really elaborate prank, the redhead stepped forward a pace at a time, coming out from the aisle behind the man holding the bow, the one who'd shot the shambling..undead...woman..thingy. The most pressing issue at the moment though was the idiot with the archery equipment. Obviously he had no trouble shooting someone point blank, and as a soldier, she couldn't allow him to do that. He was a civilian until he showed her otherwise with identification. "Sir, put the bow down. Now." <br><br>Spotting several other people arriving, one guy towing another woman behind him, she herself remained in a ready stance, to see what was going on. And that damned shot woman was still coming towards the guy. That, was not good.
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				Post by: <strong>SciFiSpectacle</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 07:35:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dDBbZDB06lo/Tf94zlpRIQI/AAAAAAAAEFM/8hbzvo961Mg/s400/Javier+Bardem.jpg)</div>The woman was within a few feet of him now, close enough that an acrid scent hit his nose. Not a rotting scent, but a stomach-acid-mixed-with-crap sort of smell. Sugar wrinkled his nose, stepping back to widen the gap. There wouldn't be enough time to knock another arrow, that was for sure. To his surprise a stern, commanding voice from behind him ordered him to put his bow down. A lot of good the bow did anyways, but he wasn't going to abandon his weapon. He didn't drop it to the floor, but he did lower it. The monster of a woman was only a few feet away again, and only seconds had passed. Sugar kicked out, hitting the arrow deep into her heart region and against her chest, kicking her off her feet and onto her back.<br><br>"She tried to kill me! Self defense," Sugar announced as he turned to see who it was behind him. But before he could get a good look at whoever it was behind him, he heard the distinct gurgling sound of the monster, getting back onto its feet. "You deal with it," He growled and moved to shove past the girl and escape the confined isle, looking left and right quickly.
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				Post by: <strong>RubySlippers</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 14:15:40</strong>
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				Rushing for the arrow impaled zombie with her crowbar she goes streetstyle on it going right for the head the first blow as hard as she can with the bar to get it on the ground then the pointymost end brings it down to the face right for the left eye, while yelling mostly in spanish a line of profanity.&nbsp; Wiping off the blood after he got its brain through the eye on the zombie she walks over to the others.<br><br>"Gringo did you never see a zombie movie you hit them in the head to stop them kill the brain and it seems to work.," man its just like Resident Evil she liked that movie with the badass Latina in it. "I suggest we hide and spend some time getting our shit together.," looking at the ones actually looking like they are going to be useful. The blond freaking out seems useless but is a woman.
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				Post by: <strong>Anaeria</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 19:28:19</strong>
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				The woman just kept getting back up until the crowbar from a pretty dark haired woman laid her out completely. Hopefully to remain dead, was one of her thoughts as Isanya kept her knife pulled out but held in a more defensive manner, the blade itself along her forearm, with the pommel of it sticking out where her thumb touched her forefinger. With the guy setting his bow in a less aggressive manner she figured there was less to worry about. Then the dark haired beauty showed up and took out the undead woman, who actually didn't smell too good, once Isanya got closer to inspect the zombie woman, turning her onto her side and then letting her go real damned fast when she saw the rather nasty gouges and what looked like a ripping bite taking out a chunk of her left side, which didn't show up from the front, but was definitely obvious now. "Well. Shit. " <br><br>Looking up at the woman who'd crowbarred the sucker, the soldier woman frowned for a moment then stood up and motioned towards the back of the camping department. "There's a tent and automotive section back down the aisle a third of the way along the wall, head for there and use some of the sandbags there to block off one of the aisles, it'll give some time if more of these things come around." She knew anyone close by could hear her, the guy with the bow too unless he was too panicked to do much but run though he didn't seem the type, she wasn't speaking quietly, and was giving an order more than a suggestion, but to be honest she didn't much care if there were more of these walking dead creatures, she'd seen the horror movies, laughed at nearly all of them, and hadn't really given much thoughts otherwise, but to see the zombie taken out with a shot to the head? Oh yeah, she could work with that. If they didn't take her order as more an advice kind of thing, then they could all figure out their own forms of safety. She knew what she was going to do. <br><br>When the guy hauling the blonde ran past, she caught his arm to get his attention, taking note of the two other walking dead people shambling over slowly as she did so, then pointed towards the section she'd mentioned before, repeating the 'suggestion'. Then she sheathed her knife and pulled out her gun, checking the chamber to make sure it was loaded, then took aim. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>01-03-2012, 21:10:05</strong>
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				Following along had forced her eyes open, not wanting to slam into a wall, but she still didn't trust much of what she saw.&nbsp; It felt like a dream, where people were transforming into festering monsters which would only get worse and worse.&nbsp; Her heart was racing in pure panic, and if she couldn't calm down, things would only get worse.&nbsp; Everyone already seemed so upset, but surely that was only part of her own torment.<br><br><em>"It's because of you, Ms. Xelchas."</em>&nbsp; The voice was that of her third grade teacher, Miss Applewood.&nbsp; Just hearing that horrible tone of stern and unsympathetic, unyielding disgust brought back a stream of memories she was desperate to forget, the first time she had a major episode.<br><br>"Shut up."&nbsp; Vix wasn't supposed to try talking to the hallucinations, especially when they were people that absolutely couldn't be there.&nbsp; Sometimes, though, she just couldn't help it.<br><br>"Really, Ms. Xelchas, if you'd just learn to behave-"<br><br>"Shut!&nbsp; Up!" she yelled in no direction in particular, starting to tremble, growing quickly furious.&nbsp; As soon as they were in the camping section, she threw herself into one of the tents, a secure and private place where she would hopefully be left alone for a while.<br><br>Her quivering hands went into her bag, searching for the bottle of Zoltan.&nbsp; Once she had it, she fished out one of the broken pills, swallowing it with a half-empty water bottle.&nbsp; Whatever horrible thing was going on, it was going to have to wait until she was calmed down.&nbsp; By then, surely the police would arrive.
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				Post by: <strong>LeeshaLynn</strong> on <strong>04-03-2012, 02:01:48</strong>
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				***The manager gets on the loud speakers, shouting "Help board this place up! NOW" and then silence once again.&nbsp; Someone can plug in a radio, they'd hear of an 'outbreak' not many details besides that.&nbsp; Also if ANYONE calls 911 it is a busy signal.&nbsp; There is still communications outside, though doubtful they'd get a hold of anyone....***********
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				Post by: <strong>SciFiSpectacle</strong> on <strong>04-03-2012, 08:45:14</strong>
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				The woman that had stopped Sugar, with great charisma, suggested that he along with others head over to grab sandbags to help block the doorways. This was a good idea, but he didn't like being told what to do. He looked at the girl, nodded, then went down the opposite isle towards the grocery area of the Walmart. He moved at a jogging pace, not seeing anyone close by due to the fact most people were following orders. Sugar knew for a fact that there was an entrance to the back storage rooms next to the grocery area, he had been to this Walmart several times while working, and had seen the door on every occasion.<br><br>After a few moments he came to the door as he expected, and tested the knob. It was unlocked. Some employee must have neglected to lock it durring on the chaos. Sugar opened the door, pulling, and moved into the back room, and pulled the door closed behind him. All around were high shelves full of boxes and packages, many of which the large industrial sized boxes which needed to be taken down via automated lifter, which was sitting on the opposite end of the storage room. A garage door stood next to the lifter, the only wall clear of high shelving.<br><br>Over the next 3 minutes, Sugar operated the lifter, placed two large boxes on top of one another in front of the door, took a ladder, climbed up into the now open space some fifteen feet off the ground, pulled the ladder up with him, then began to work on creating a shelter.
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				Post by: <strong>RubySlippers</strong> on <strong>04-03-2012, 20:28:24</strong>
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				Going over to the blond Juanita kneels and puts a hand on her shoulder ,"Are you alright, we need to get you out of the way someplace quiet come with me, alright seniorita?" She said to Vix softly and helps her up but she needs to get her moving. Simply wanting to get her someplace more secure she figures the woman is not up to being useful.<br><br>She starts going around the store getting people not able to do much mothers with small children and the like to a secure place in back of the store, and will deal with anymore zombies if needed but she wants to get people out of the way that can't help at the moment.
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				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>04-03-2012, 20:39:02</strong>
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				Once someone came over to help her, Vix let herself relax a little, gently smiling in a wretched interpretation of being strong and confident.&nbsp; "I'm fine," she lied unconvincingly, as if she could simply freak out like that one moment and be perfectly calm the next.&nbsp; However, she was more than willing enough to follow along to a secure spot.<br><br>Along the way, she opened up the box for the laptop.&nbsp; She was going to buy it anyway, so even if someone wanted to give her a hard time about it, she could just hand over her credit card, but she needed something to take off the edge.&nbsp; Even if she wasn't completely sure what was going on, she preferred to believe that there was an actual emergency to that she was completely gone.&nbsp; Any minute now, the zombies would fade and let her see what was really going on, probably some sort of robbery.<br><br>She wondered if the building had a wireless connection, and once she was in a secure enough position, she did a quick wireless search with her cell phone.&nbsp; There was a lot she'd be able to do with a network, even if it didn't seem as though she'd be heading home anytime soon.
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				Post by: <strong>RubySlippers</strong> on <strong>04-03-2012, 23:06:47</strong>
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				"Not sure about computers much but it might work, I'll round up more people.," she focused on mothers and children and what other people she could find and brought them to the "safe spot" as safe as one can get anyway.<br><br>She then works on a barrier of shelves and such between them and the main store and the dressing rooms, while clearing things to be able to see the area. Taking off her backpack she needs to be able to move fast.<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>James Moriarty</strong> on <strong>05-03-2012, 07:44:09</strong>
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				After leading the girl to a relatively safe place in an aisle near the camping section, he looked around.&nbsp; Every once in a while someone would run by, but this little spot seemed pretty safe for now.&nbsp; He had grabbed a baseball bat off of a rack in the sports section and was now clutching it nervously.&nbsp; "Did you see that thing," he muttered.&nbsp; "What the hell was that?"<br><br>He looked down at what she was doing.&nbsp; Earlier she had been freaking out and saying some truly weird things, but now she seemed a bit calmer and had opened the laptop she was going to buy and seemed to be hurrying to the browser to get to some news or something, figure out what was going on.&nbsp; "Hey you find anything yet?&nbsp; My name's Chad, by the way.&nbsp; What's yours?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ...and the undead will walk the earth...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>05-03-2012, 21:34:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				While Vix worked on the computer, opening up Internet Explorer purely so that she could install some other browsers and never have to use IE ever again, she glanced up as a man was talking to her.&nbsp; She was still trembling a bit, but her hands were focused over the keys, working with practiced ease.&nbsp; Having a laptop sitting in her lap seemed just to fit her somehow, as if she was now starting to get truly comfortable.<br><br>"Did they catch the robbers?"&nbsp; She felt reasonably calm; it didn't seem as though she was seeing or hearing anything unusual right now.&nbsp; The best thing she could do would be to keep from humiliating herself any further than she already had.&nbsp; Despite what she'd seen before, if she just pretended everything was fine, maybe they wouldn't notice her problems.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ...and the undead will walk the earth...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anaeria</strong> on <strong>07-03-2012, 21:50:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"...Really." Scowling as the guy took off for the storage area, Isanya shook her head and fired a round into the nearest zombie. No use in really trying to think of it as something else, as the thing fell over and didn't get up again, brain matter splattered over the floor in a gory mess. The sound of the gun was loud, a sharp 'POP' that had her cursing her stupidity. The guy over the speaker system had been right though, and she headed away from the shelters the other customers had begun setting up, properly considering the first guy she'd seen, the idiot with the archers equipment, hadn't taken her at her word at all. <br><br>Holstering her gun, since the noise wouldn't do anyone any good if it attracted the newly dead people to her, the redhead kicked in a glass display case to get at the machete that rested inside it, thumb testing it's sharpness and a fervent thank you to the Walmart Gods in Hell when she found it to be sharp and ready for use. And thanking her instructors for taking her and her squad out to some of the harshest areas of the world to be taugt survival, though at times she'd wanted nothing more than to kill her instructors. Moving slowly, she headed for the entrance to the store, which thankfully, was closed, then stood and stared for a second or three only at the sight of the things outside. There were a ton of them. More than the meager group that she'd seen inside, and those ones with limbs, were slamming them into the shatter proof glass doors of the entrance....and there were cracks forming. "So much for an easy time...." Looking around frantically, the soldier nabbed a cowering employee from the cash register where he'd been hiding, the scent of urine strong on him, and shoved him towards the furniture section to the side of the store. "Get some of those rolling couches over here, NOW." Keeping a close eye out for more of the things, she started to help get the front entrance at least, barricaded. And only hoped that the back entrances of the store, like the loading docks and eployee entrances and exits, were closed and sealed somehow. She didn't hold any hope of that though, now was the time of day when the big rigs were beginning to come in, to unload and reload new and old stock. The back entrances would be unlocked at least, open at the worst. Prime entrances to the storage sections that customers didn't often use, and prime holes in the place for the dead to get in. "....And why am I not surprised that this generation is considered the best prepared for a zombie outbreak.....ugh." Her muttered words weren't heard much over the thudding of fists and limbs against the cracking window-doors of the entrance as she and the employee guy managed to get a third couch tipped over off the rolling boards and finalized it with a heavy-assed bookshelf. The guy was shaking like a cut cat, and there was drool at the side of his mouth as he stared at the soldier for a moment once she backed off to check her surroundings. He'd not beed bitten, but there was a papercut on his thumb and forearm from a bunch of boxes he'd unloaded earlier in the night, and he'd touched one of the zombies when it had come in though it hadn't gone after him, too focused on another person to notice when the living human touched its bloody arm. He was infected, and it was beginning to become obvious. "Hey guy...whoa, you okay? You didn't get bit or anything right?.....Guy...? Buddy....?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ...and the undead will walk the earth...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LeeshaLynn</strong> on <strong>10-03-2012, 15:15:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>The manager of the store comes over to where people are and turns up the radio.&nbsp; There are many reports of these things that are taking over the city/state and country.</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ...and the undead will walk the earth...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scarie187</strong> on <strong>14-03-2012, 05:44:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0vudxLZusH0/TcNI5YF66TI/AAAAAAAAAYU/XSTaFFXDjgo/s1600/5554034445_37bd68e989_b.jpg)<br><br>Alex's squad was dead or dieing. It was hard to believe but as he ran down the street he had to accept the fact. The call was routine enough, burning apartment complex with people inside. They arrived, closed off the area, and began to put out the fire and to rescue the people. Everything was going well until Jack came out with a wound on his shoulder that was bleeding like crazy. He said that one of the tenants had bit him. Alex was tending to the wound as best he could but it wouldn't stop bleeding. Then the growls came and from the flames emerged people, people on fire, they staggered from the fire toward the fire fighters. The men quickly worked to save the people, only they couldn't be saved. As the fire fighters approached them they were attacked. Men were swarmed some were knocked over and in a short time they were quickly over whelmed. It was no longer a fight against the fire but against the freaks! Alex had his hands full with Jack who slumped over in his arms and was non responsive. Things were going to hell quick! Suddenly crowd control seemed to fade away and more freaks poured in swarm the fire fighters. It was than that Alex saw one of his crew ripped apart and eaten by a crowd of monsters. The fire was now secondary as the creatures loomed in and they quickly began to kill and eat his team member. Alex was in trouble he quickly grabbed the hose and worked a crowd of freaks.<br><br>He tried his best to hold out but he was being over whelmed, he had no choice, he had to leave. Dropping the hose he climbed the truck and quickly ran down its length. Stopping only to grab an ax. Jumping off the truck he had to use that ax and kill a freak. Holding his ax at his side he began to run. He ran as far as he could and several blocks later he stopped by an abandoned police squad car. He tried to call for help but got no answer. So he grabbed the shot gun from the center console and made his way down the road again. The city seemed to be teeming with monsters. <br><br>Soon he was running again, he had to find some where safe. <br><br>Several minutes later he came across a Wal-Mart, the place looked boarded up tight but he knew away in. He just had to make it through the parking lot. A parking lot that seemed to be swarming with hordes of freaks. He held his ax tight and stayed to the far side of the parking lot slowly walking around the store. Hopefully he'd be able to get in safe.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ...and the undead will walk the earth...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>14-03-2012, 05:49:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Once the manager comes over, Vix glances up from the laptop and looks over to him.&nbsp; "Want to give me the password to the building's employee network?" she asked.&nbsp; "You can just type it in if you don't want to say it out loud.&nbsp; That way I can check on the cameras and everything for you, to let you know when the police get here and if any of the robbers are still here."&nbsp; She had her credit card if he gave her a hard time about the purchase, but he seemed to have much more pressing issues right now.&nbsp; If he wanted the laptop to type in the password, she would hand it over.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ...and the undead will walk the earth...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anaeria</strong> on <strong>15-03-2012, 01:47:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The sounds from the radio were rather overwhelming, but at the time of the manager turning up the volume, Isanya was more than just a little busy. Her hands were full of an aluminum mop handle, keeping the store clerk at bay, as he'd gone...well....died. Then come back on when she'd been checking him for wounds. Now she was rather busy keeping the jaw-gnashing thing at bay. <br><br>Grunting out a hurried "Fuckin'....Ass!" She swung the handle around and caved in the clerks' skull, spattering brain and bone and skin matter across the floor. Making a disgusted face at the mess she'd just made, the soldier swung the pole again, noted it was dented, then caught sight of a firefighter outside in the parking lot when the mass of unead shifted off the front door a bit. <br><br>"...Well crap..." He wasn't moving like those messed up things out there, and in fact looked more battered than any of them did. Turning tail on the clerk zombie, she headed for the side emergency exit, glad to note that it only opened from the inside. Peering outside of the metal wired glass window, the redhead nodded slightly and snatched up a fireman's axe she'd set aside earlier, and stepped outside of the building. Careful to leave the door open just a crack to keep it from locking her out, Isanya headed for the front parking lot where she'd spotted the firefighter. It was pretty easy to get here actually, and the undead were making so much nose of their own, with the huffing of airthrough punctured lungs and groaning and whatnot, that she figured getting the guys' attention would take something loud. So...Isanya put her fingers to her lips and whistled. The sound was a shriek of noise, shrill and meant to catch the attention of anyone in the vicinity. Human...and undea both. She followed it up by waving her arms, one with the axe over her head. "OY! FIREFIGHTER! GET'CHER ASS IN GEAR!!" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ...and the undead will walk the earth...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scarie187</strong> on <strong>16-03-2012, 07:53:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alex was making his way slowly but it seemed that the freaks, or whatever they really were, seemed to be distracted with something at the front of the store. None the less he was trying to avoid making any eye contact with them. He had a plan, he was going to cut the lock off of the loading bay door and slip into the store that way. It seemed that it would make sense and that it wouldn't also be easy to seal once he was in. <br><br>That is of course until he heard a whistle followed by a voice. Looking up he saw a redheaded woman swinging an ax and shouting to him. He didn't need to be told twice and quickly began to hot foot it through the parking lot. He wasn't the only one though since the whistle did seem to get the attention of a few of the things in the parking lot. Luckily Alex was able to maneuver around and out run most of them. He quickly caught up with the redhead and slipped inside the building.<br><br>"Thanks." He said glad to be in what looked like some for of shelter. "Thanks, a lot...." <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ...and the undead will walk the earth...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anaeria</strong> on <strong>17-03-2012, 00:44:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Isanya rolled her eyes and shook her head with a grin, having slammed the door shut once she'd followed him inside. She'd had to take out one of the hands of one of those undead things, when it had managed to slip it's limb through the doorway. The zombie hadn't even grunted when she'd hacked off the limb and slammed the door shut. Distracted once the guy began to talk, the soldier turned to him and looked him over, her answering smile turning into a frown as she remembered the clerk. <br><br>"Sure. Now before we get out of here, tell me. Were you bit or scratched? Did you touch any of those things out there? What about other areas of the city, do you know? The Army Base?" Her last question was more for herself, her hand gripping the cloth of her standard issue army coat. She'd wanted to chuck the coat earlier, since it was too warm for her currently, but had refrained when she'd seen one of the zombies outside chowing down on what might have once been one of the many stray cats outside. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ...and the undead will walk the earth...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scarie187</strong> on <strong>17-03-2012, 07:04:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alex looked at the woman and began to undo his coat and and slip it off onto the ground revealing a white shirt and the brown thick suspenders that held up his fireman pants. "In these clothes you'd have to try hard to get a knife through the material let alone a tooth or nail, so no I wasn't harmed. At least not me anyways. My fireteam got pulled apart and ripped to shreds but not me... lucky me.." he said thinking about his men.<br><br>Looking at the woman he thought about the city and shook his head. "Place has gone to shit. I've ran 12 blocks to get here and everywhere I've been was swarming with those things. The cops look over ran, thats where I got this." He said as he put the shotgun on the ground. "I dont know anything about the army base.... ya'll use a different radio frequency than us." He said as he looked her over. He ever expected to be saved by a woman but he was thankful. She wasn't bad to look at either. With a smile he nodded his head at her. "So whats your name? I'm Alex."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ...and the undead will walk the earth...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anaeria</strong> on <strong>18-03-2012, 02:35:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"...Staff Sergeant Isanya Mackenzie, call me Mac or Isanya. Come on, there's a bunch of loonatics and stuff in the store, but at least they're still alive. I'm not entirely sure of the situation in the building, but apparently the place is pretty well sealed off. The clerk I worked with when dealing with the front entrace got scratched or something by one of those things out there and turned into one, so apparently biting isn't the only way to get infected...or whatever." Brushing some red hair out of her face, green eyes noted the fit physique of the man in front of her, taking note also of weak points she could expose if he turned out to be an idiot, then headed for the door into the Walmart itself. <br><br>"We should get to the PA system, I think it's upstairs....let everyone know to gather in the camping section. It's a better area to assemble a decent defense if the barricades in front of the doors and such give way." Used to taking command, her words didn't really offer any other way around, beyond just following her or going off on his own. She was open to other ideas though and added belatedly "Unless you have a better idea for this....? We might have to get someone else to help out, but so far's I've seen it's only lunatics and the strange in here at this time of night apparently." To say she wasn't used to speaking to a person like they were either equals or superiors was an understatement. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ...and the undead will walk the earth...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scarie187</strong> on <strong>18-03-2012, 06:38:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded his head and followed suit. The Sgt knew her shit and this probably was her area of expertise so he just listened. If he had any ideas he didn't have any right off the top of his head. He was still coming to terms with all the stuff that happened. He wasn't sure that Wal-Mart was the best place to stay though. They couldn't wait it out here eventually they'd be overrun. As they walked he couldn't help but to let his mind wonder to all that he seen on his way to the store it looked and felt like the end of the world. <br><br>"We can't stay here... not to long anyways. The area around us is already swarming with these things. If this virus spreads just by biting or scratching more than half the population could be infected already, and if this thing goes airborne, will be over whelmed for sure. We need to figure out a plan and get the hell out of the city. We need an area with a low population some place that maybe more manageable, population wise."<br><br>He said thinking allowed. He was hoping that as a soldier she'd understand that you cant fight odds like these, he understood as a fire fighter that sometimes you had to let things burn out. He kept walking with her and thought for a moment.<br><br>"Also depending on how many people we have we should either break into groups or pair off, no one should be left alone, for safety. We should stick together you seem to have your head in the game sarge." <br><br>That was all he could think of and wondered what else would happen from here. He watched the woman and smiled either way he went he was in good company she seemed both tough and sexy and he liked that.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ...and the undead will walk the earth...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LeeshaLynn</strong> on <strong>20-03-2012, 01:35:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hey guys, I have to bow out as GM...I'm not sure if someone wants to take over, but I do not have enough time to get on E daily and do what I'm supposed to be doing :(&nbsp; For now, my RPs will have to be done through IM, but I'd be super happy to learn this is still going on.&nbsp; Good luck to everyone and I'm very sorry for having to leave...thank you. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ...and the undead will walk the earth...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SciFiSpectacle</strong> on <strong>22-03-2012, 18:09:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				I am assuming control! Seeing as my character is sort of bunkered down anyways, I might as well take the spot of GM and keep this puppy going! If anyone contests that's fine :P
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ...and the undead will walk the earth...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anaeria</strong> on <strong>23-03-2012, 07:07:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Hey SciFi! I was acting as another GM earlier, mind if I help out with plots and stuff too??
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ...and the undead will walk the earth...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SciFiSpectacle</strong> on <strong>24-03-2012, 08:30:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				No problem xD I am trying to think of where to go with this, and I think the first thing that should be done is that we get out of this damn Wal-Mart.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ...and the undead will walk the earth...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anaeria</strong> on <strong>24-03-2012, 16:29:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				((Great idea actually, I was trying to get everyone to gather together in order to do that first though...We seem to have two people heading for the PA system upstairs, a couple in the camping section and one guy in the storage area apparently....<br><br>Suggestions for escaping? Out the back would be good, there's side exits in every Wal-Mart I've ever been to so....))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ...and the undead will walk the earth...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SciFiSpectacle</strong> on <strong>25-03-2012, 07:34:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Well, the quickest way would probably be the storage room. The large loading doors could fit everyone all at one time, and would be furthest from the already blocked front doors were zombies are mainly trying to get in. But to get to the storage room means breaking through a door that has been secured by my character, and is being guarded by my character. Things could get interesting xD
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