Coffee Break of the Living Dead IC

[Xsesiv]

...Jesus, this was never supposed to happen...this message in case anyone finds this tape...be a record of what went down...never try it again...any of us survive...

...Project Lazarus was what we called our experiment...government muckety-mucks wanted to create a "super-soldier"...heightened strength...inured to pain...something to send out and kill with no thought of running...no morals...scary stuff...

...So we came in...restructured the basic makeup of the subjects on a genetic level...RNA strands...chemical baths and...catalysing a basic...breakdown of the nervous structure...pain sensors completely burned out...

...Christ, they're here again...I'm holed up in here pretty good, but there's more of them every hour...only one thing to do, I know...

...Pay attention here...feel no pain! Got it? They just keep moving and they are infectious...makes ebola look like a summer cold...they can lose an arm...leg...and they keep...forward...

...you have to destroy the brain...whatever you do...remove the brain from the body...blow a hole through it...whatever...destroy the brain...Christ...the lock's not holding...they're coming...only thing to do...destroy the lab...

...I have become death...destroyer of worlds...

It's a day like any other. No different than yesterday, or any of the thousand days before. The alarm buzzes next to your head, blasting you back to unwelcome consciousness. Once, twice, thrice, you slap your hand over the snooze button before rising out of bed and beginning your morning ritual.

[godsown91]

Lucas blindly swats once, twice, thrice at that damned noisebox before the fourth slap finally finds the off switch. It's time again: time for another boring day at the job he hates. He slowly drags himself out of bed, all the while tempted to just finally say "Hell with it", go back to sleep, and blow off the damned job. But then he groggily remembers the bills, and continues his slow trudge through the day.

His morning is the same as it always is: a quick shower, a piece of nearly black toast, all to the blaring voice of George Guidall reading a book: Stephen King's Cell this morning. Nothing ever changed. And, as far as he was concerned, nothing ever would.

[DMBlackhart]

Simon is awoken by the call of one of his many "man-servents" as he calls them. Butlers, employed to care for the rather lazy fool. However he never saw it this way, simon believed this was just the modern form of his pharoah-hood.

As simon is awakened he shaves, like every morning, has a very satisfying breakfast of Salmon, fish eggs, crepes, and choclate mousse(sp?). There was never an "average" day among this man.

Although simon may be the CEO of a very successful chain of varying buissnesses, he had always been lacking something. As the man put on is best suit, and got in his very expertly refurbished jet-black DeLorean, he let out a long, hopeless sigh.

Simon may have a "better life" then mosts, but it's not entirely fullfilling. Sure, simon missed out on a number of things he'd long to experiance as younger man, but his path was set. He knew his fate, to bring the era of the Pharaohs back, and he would be the first in an immortal lineage.

Finally simon comes to work, his valet (sp?) parking his car for him. He makes the short walk and wait through a series of hallways and elevators to his office.

Another day, another hostile takeover. Same old, same old.

[godsown91]

Lucas' drive to work is, of course, accompanied by Mr. Guidall. It's almost an hour's commute to work (his own fault; he'd bought the house before getting the job, in one of his dumber moments), and he has a tendency to become incredibly bored on the way there...

And he's there already. The Stoplight from Hell; the greatest obstacle to his being on time that had ever been created. Sure, he always made it in on time anyway, but he hated this light, nonetheless. He had once seen it spend half an hour on red, and on ghastly mornings like this, his old clunker had a tendency to heat up very quickly. He just hopes to dear God that the CD does need changing soon. It is in the back seat, and it's such a hassle to...

"This is the end of Disc 3. Please change to Disc 4."

Lucas slowly and deliberately pounds the wheel with his forehead, then reaches back to grab the case. It is just going to be one of those days, then.

[littlebottom]

as the alarm goes off, Jim debates with himself weather to get up or to have an extra lie in... eventually he decides to get up, and turns the alarm off. Jim gets him self half dressed for work, no shoes or socks on yet, half of his shirt buttons not done up and his tie, how he hated his tie... loosly around the door handle to put on as he leaves.

Jim turns his computer on and as an after thought, while it loaded up, he did himself some toast.

returning to his computer, he puts his glasses on and begins playing... counterstrike, yeah, counterstrike today.

the time flys by as he racks kill after kill online, cursing loudly whenever someone gets the better of him, and only takes a bite of toast when he felt safe enough not to be killed... "DAMN, im gonna be late!" Jim exclaims, as he hastily closes down all the programs and hits the off button. running about doing his buttons up, getting his socks and shoes on, getting his leathers off the hook by the door and dashes outside... "gah, my tie!" Jim fumbles for his key to unlock the door and when he manages to, just puts his arm round the door and grabs the tie off the handle on the other side, rams it over his head and dashes over to his garage. he puts his leathers on, and grabs his helmet from the seat of the harley. he sits in silence on his bike for a moment and sighs before putting his helmet on and kicking the harley into life.

[Goblinsplitter]

Mikkel's eyes open, and he looks out the window, watching the sun rise. After a few minutes the alarm starts squawking and he switches it off. He hops out of bed and stretches. "Just another day." he hops on out of bed and tosses on his work out clothes, then starts his daily workout routine. Then he grabs a quick shower and makes himself a hearty but quick breakfast. Finally his latest sexual conquest wakes up, and he makes her some breakfast as well. Then he calls her a cab and gets himself ready for work. He starts thinking "Maybe this isn't just another day... Something feels different... Oh well, I'm gonna be late. I should get going."

[Xsesiv]

As you fire up your vehicle, you hear a news bulletin coming over the tinny radio in your car or helmet.

"...suspect a terrorist attack on Genetetech Labs, though nobody has as of yet taken responsibility for the bombing. For those just joining us, Genetetech Labs was effectively destroyed last night in a massive bombing attack that blew up half the building. The National Guard has been called in to police the area and to clean up the chemical spill in the surrounding locations. The Guard have issued a 20-mile quarantine zone around the labs. The following streets are given as the outside limits of the zone..."

Just your luck, as they rattle off the litany of street names, you realise that your office is literally two blocks away from the outer limits of the quarantine. Going to be a hell of a day.

@Jim
Taking your normal morning short cut, you find yourself stopped by a National Guard roadblock. A short, blond National Guardsman calls to you, telling you that you have come too close to the quarantine zone and will have to go another way. As you turn the Harley around, you see a Guard truck go rumbling past, and you can't be sure but it looks like the back of it is full of corpses - some of them decapitated!
@Lucas
While driving down a residential area, you see a homeless vagrant slumped in front of a nicely kept house...then he rises and shuffles along, following you. Stopping at the Red Light From Hell :smallamused: you see him get closer and closer until you speed away, leaving the tramp as a speck in the rearview mirror.

@Mikkel
As you pull up to park in the building's dedicated car park, you notice an ambulance across the street, parked next to a pretty bad-looking head-on collision. Two paramedics are struggling to force one of the crash-victims into the ambulance; struggling being the operative word, as even though he's strapped down to the gurney, he's still thrashing about spastically.

@Simon
Driving your big flashy car to work, phone glued to your ear, discussing last month's sales figures with an employee in another office across the country (they don't look good, by the way), you halt at a stop light. You see something strange across the street - an ambulance is parked outside a house that has been roped-off as a quarantined building. The strange thing, however, is that a squad of National Guardsmen are acting as point guard for the paramedics entering the house. The light goes green and you continue along your way.

[DMBlackhart]

Simon was never in touch with the common man to a fault. He seems more obsessed with his conversation with his overseas partner then with the plight of whatever is causing this average american family to be "quarentined".

Simon drives on, focusing back on his call, only having given a half of minute of thought to the amubulence.

Hello? Yes, im still here. Now what were you saying about last months figures?

[Xsesiv]

"Terrible, terrible! Drop in sales of over twelve percent! In a month! Our shares have dropped so much in price that foreign companies are threatening to buy us out! If you want my view, what we need to..." And so on, and on, until you reach the car park, which is utterly valet-free for some reason.

[littlebottom]

Jim double takes the van... is that.... what i think it is? he thinks to himself. i damn sure hope not.

jim skids the harley round to go annother way to work. man that was freeky... i need to stop playing those games all night long, maybe i just need some music to calm my nerve?

Revving the harley loud, jim shoots off back the way he came, as he does so, he turns his MP3 on as loud as he can, and shuffles the songs.

"this toooooowwns, comin' like a ghos----" i think ill skip that one
"RUUUN TOO THE HIIL--"
and that one...
"shoot that mother f*cker in the head, shoot that mother f*cker till his dea--" (this song incase you dont know it, warning, it has swearing :smalltongue: (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B6KQOHdXhWc))
i think ill just turn it off... jim shivers, somethings not right

finally, jim makes it to the car park un impeeded, and parks his harley in his usual spot. pulls off his helmet, and walks over to the looming building.

Jim walks in rather quieter than usual, just nodding and giving a little wave to people rather than saying hello, something was bugging him, he didnt know what... maybe it was that van...

waiting for the elevator, he decides to put his MP3 back on again.
"its a long way to the to--"
"gah, what is up with this MP3 player!" he yells out loud... then realises he has alot of eyes on him, "errr, yeah, dont mind me! just my MP3 players erm, you know what forget it, go back to work..." *ding* finally its here.

jim stands in the elevator and presses for floor 14... *ding* he walks out and has calmed down in the elevator, and returned to his ususal self, and hops over desks and chairs when he thinks no one will notice. and plonks himself down in his chair. "so lets see what ive got to do today... oh, not muchYESS! *ahem* i mean, oh well..." jim slouches back in his chair and props his feet on the desk, "looks like ive got a good day ahead, maybe im just being paranoid."

[DMBlackhart]

Simon was used to being waited on hand and foot. Although he was far from soft. The man could throw a punch, and he could pull his own weight, even more so on days like these. Although that diden't make him any happier to see all three of his usual valets off duty.

Damnit Rodney, im not paying you to slack off.

The man parks his "own damn car", the doors swinging upward, in a cool futuristic style, as is common for DeLoreans.

Then he heads out to the compound, keeping his hand gun in his jacket pocket, as well has his usual papers, breif case, his blackberry with all his important info on him, and his laptop. Simon was hardly happy today. This was the day he gave his body gaurd the day off, something about "The stars being aligned" or some bull.

[Xsesiv]

@Simon: This was also the day when a multi-terabyte database you have been compiling for weeks now is needed, this very afternoon. But when you switch on the system to finish it, you find that you cannot log into the LAN, no matter how many times you reset the system or disconnect and reconnect wires and cables. You are forced to call up to tech support.

@Jim: A call comes through to your phone. You hold it to your ear with your shoulder, feet up on the desk next to a small TV, hands free to pump at the controller of a PlayStation on your knees. Apparently, the C.E.O. of the Jewellery Barn can't log into the LAN.

[Goblinsplitter]

Mikkel parks his hog and heads on into the basement of the building, getting himself ready for another day of monotonous guard duty. He missed the adrenaline fueled spec ops mission he use to always take part in, even though it almost got him killed several times. His hero days are done though, not too many places hire someone that has been dishonorably discharged.

[Xsesiv]

@Mikkel: You clock into the basement security offices just a couple of minutes late and relieve one of the men, who does the small-hours shift. Now, it is your turn to conduct the three-hourly bomb-and-intruder search.

[DMBlackhart]

Simon, even with his generally cool demeanor, can't help but grit his teet hat the annoying "man" in the elevator yelling at his MP3 player.

Finally as the elevator hits floor 3, and he is in his soft cooshy, window-side office, simon notices somethings up.
Simon notices the lack of a secretary, however none of her equipment has been touched, which meens she was never here.

What is wrong with my employees today.

Simon attempts connecting over 6 times before he gives up, with a heavy sigh he picks up the phone in his office, and calls down tech support.

... Yes now! Alright, goodbye.

[littlebottom]

@DMT:

"yeah, hello? what? the lan doesnt work?"
Jim rolls his eyes on the other end of the phone
"have you checked the eathernet cable is connected properly, or at all?"
Jim waits for a reply before continueing.
"have you tried restarting the computer?"
waits for reply
"ok, let me check from this end... nope, its working fine here... what? you want me to come down?" "Yes now! Alright, goodbye!" "fiiiine." and with that jim puts the phone down.

"suppose ill just pause the game and come back to it, the idiot proberbly doesnt even know what an eathernet cable is." Jim pauses the playstation, "suppose resi evil can wait."

Jim makes his way over to the elevator and makes his way down to the 3rd floor.

[Goblinsplitter]

Mikkel sighs and starts his usual rounds, his pistol's weight reassuring him as he makes his way around the office building.

[Xsesiv]

@Mikkel: You reach the fifth floor having thoroughly inspected every cubicle so far...this has taken you over an hour. Before you have finished the sweep, at this rate, they will have to start a new one. He's going to have to be less thorough, or more quick.

@Simon: The tech-support man steps out of the elevator, and you hear his footsteps down the corridor approaching your office. You are distinctly disenchanted to see that he is the man who was shouting at his MP3 player in the lift earlier.

@Lucas: You are in a training session, learning how to use a new suite of software, which allows specialised access to a number of banking applications. You are also having terrible trouble staying awake.

[godsown91]

Lucas slipped between wakefulness and dreaming as the training session wore on. It'd been this way almost since the moment he stepped into the building. What he wouldn't give to reached into his pocket and pull out that book...

"And so," drones his instructor in a monotone, "you see that if you use a combination of the..."

"Oh shut up..." he mutters to himself, then slides slowing down in his chair, his eyes drooping yet again.

[Goblinsplitter]

Mikkel decides to sneak out and have a quick cigarette break, since he has some extra time.

[DMBlackhart]

Simon walks to his office door, already accepting the fact his "servents" are nowhere to be found.

He puts on a cool, collective face, and greets the man in as polite a way possible.

Welcome. Now please come over here, I am having trouble... (Insert blah blah blah)

Simon shows him the issues with his laptop, and continuasly tries to press the importance of getting this taken care of as soon as possible.

The well quaft egyptian male in the black buissness suit seems to wait patiently, hovering over the tech-geeks shoulder every so often.

[littlebottom]

"thank you, ill do it as quick as possible..."

Jim looks over the laptop, presses a few buttons checks a few things then goes "aha!" then pulls out a screwdriver "im going to have to open it up... nah, just kiddin'" jim picks up the laptop and gives it a violent shake and bashes it with some force onto the desk "TA~DA!" the LAN suddenly works, and the laptop and desk seem to have escaped damage.

"hehe, sorry, i couldnt help myself, it was nothing really, i just had to pop in a new eathernet cable when you wernt looking, seems the old one is a bit damaged, ill see if its fixable but i doubt it. oh and the bashing, i didnt actually hit it, i just kicked the table and made it look like i did." he adds the last point as an afterthough, when he realises that the CEO wouldnt be too appreciative of him whacking his laptop on the table.

[godsown91]

"And so, with a simple double click..."

Lucas is calmly, and quietly, snoring.

[Xsesiv]

Intense amounts of Story Rushing ahead.

@Mikkel: Mikkel smokes his cigarette and returns inside to begin checking the sixth floor. At around 10:00 AM, he finishes searching the 14th floor and roof, and decides he will go down to the cafeteria for a coffee or a Coke or whatever his morning drink of choice is.

@JimJim goes back up to floor 14, proud of himself. Just after 10 o'clock, he enters an elevator along with a security guard. He decided he deserves a break, so he allows the lift to carry him back down to the ground floor for a can of some energy drink or other.

@Lucas: "Drone, drone drone...drone drone drone, drone drone, drone drone drone." A pleasant background noise, while sleeping, somewhat like the murmuring of waves...and Lucas slams into consciousness by the noise of a creak, just as a safety inspector walks in. The instructor, seeing the inspector, suddenly becomes interested in Lucas' welfare, bending down and warning him about the hazards of working whilst tired. "You should take a break. Go and grab a drink." He ushers the still-sleepy Lucas out of the room and shoves him into an elevator with a security guard reeking of cigarette smoke and a techie with an MP3 player and a leather jacket.

@SimonHaving done more in the way of labour than he had wanted by plugging and unplugging leads from a laptop, Simon decides he wants a break...and it is just his luck that the elevator he gets in is full to bursting with a tired-looking banker, a tobacco-reeking guard, and the tech support man from earlier.

[littlebottom]

@dmt:
"oh hi again, i didnt catch your name before?"

[Goblinsplitter]

Mikkel says to no one in particular "So, how bout that quarantine? Pretty crazy, huh?"

[godsown91]

The smell of smoke wakes Lucas up. He never liked that smell; it reminded him of...well, something unpleasant, even if he can't finger it immediately.

Shaking the sleep from his eyes, he reaches slowly into his pocket, retrieving the book and slowly opening it, picking up where he left off, ignoring the talk almost unconsciously.

[DMBlackhart]

The man gives a look of distain as he steps into the elevator. However he swallows his pride and extends a hand to those who meet it.

Simon, but you can call me Simon.

[littlebottom]

Jim shakes simons hand
"my names kirk, jim t. kirk... oh, that quarentine thing.... yeah, i saw something i dont think i should of this morning... i could of sworn i saw a van filled with decapitated bodys coming out of the quarentine area, proberbly just seeing things though... or atleast i hope."

[Goblinsplitter]

Mikkel grips the business man's hand firmly as they shake, "My name is Mikkel. I already knew who you were Mr. Simon. I walk past your office everyday. Same with Mr. Kirk and Mr. Miller here. I'm a security guard here, if you couldn't already tell."

[DMBlackhart]

Just as the elevator lurches, and the security lights come on, simon finally speaks up. The man seems cool and collected, as if he was used to this kind of thing somehow.

Someone is getting fired.

[godsown91]

Lucas' eyes immediately flick to the control panel as the elevator is flooded red. He is looking for some kind of "emergency" button.

[Xsesiv]

Damn it all. Repost:

The doors close. The square of LEDs lights up to show you leave the third floor, pass the second, and then grind to a halt with a shuddering lurch between the second and first floors. A couple of moments later, the power goes out, leaving you in confined quarters with only a red emergency strip to see by.

[Xsesiv]

There is an emergency phone in the elevator, accessed by a button on the control panel. It is directly linked to the offices and security stations in the building.

[godsown91]

There is an emergency phone in the elevator, accessed by a button on the control panel. It is directly linked to the offices and security stations in the building.

Lucas calmly makes his way to the control panel, presses the button, and grabs the phone.

[Xsesiv]

Thankfully, after pressing the emergency button, you get a reassuring dialtone. You wait. And you wait.

[godsown91]

Thankfully, after pressing the emergency button, you get a reassuring dialtone. You wait. And you wait.

He waits. And waits. Years of reading have made him patient.

[Xsesiv]

After a few dozen rings, the phone picks up on the other end, but there is no answer...just strange, ominous silence on the other end. You listen for a minute or two, and then hear a strange, rasping groan, right in the microphone, followed by similar noises in the background.

Suddenly, there are screams and gunshots on the other end of the phone. One last one sounds extremely close. Then, the phone goes dead.

[godsown91]

Lucas calmly replaces the phone in its holder.

"Well, we're not getting any help from the desk." Behind the calm voice, hoping as he does not to panic his fellow occupants. "It may be a good idea to find our own way out."

[littlebottom]

"hmmm, well in most games, theres a hatch in the elevators... i wonder if thats true for real elevators?" Jim begins searching for a emergency hatch.

[Xsesiv]

There is indeed an access hatch in the roof of the elevator.

[Goblinsplitter]

"Wanna hoist me up there?"

[godsown91]

Lucas turns to the security man. "Batter up." He offers a pair of outstretched hands to hoist him up.

[Xsesiv]

The security man is hoisted up into the air. Opening the access-hatch, it transpires, is not as easy as it sounds - first you must get the panels open (not too hard other than the fact that they are nine feet off the floor), then remove the flourescent lights, find somewhere to put them, and finally get access to the trapdoor, all in confined conditions with minimal light.

[godsown91]

"Oi, gamer, hold onto all this crud Mr. Gun here'll be passing down.

[littlebottom]

"if im honest, i think you can pop that stuff on the floor... i dont see why i need to hold it?"

[godsown91]

"if im honest, i think you can pop that stuff on the floor... i dont see why i need to hold it?"

"Because," Lucas grunted, the man's weight beginning to wear on his muscles, in a minute, he'll be on the roof. This car'll be shaking and rattlin', and the last thing we need anything breaking or anyone gettin' hurt. Hold it."

[Xsesiv]

The trapdoor is no "flip-the-latch-and-escape" deal, you have to unscrew it to get it open. Even with a torch, using improvised tools and with plenty of time, Mikkel must make a Dexterity and Mechanic Task-2, or a Difficult Dexterity Test-2.

[Goblinsplitter]

(OoC - I DID include a multi-tool on my character sheet. so should i just make a regular dexterity mechanic check? thats a d10 right?)

"Hold on, one sec i almost got it...

Dexterity+Mechanic +7
[roll0]

[Xsesiv]

The trapdoor finally comes open and some dirt and grease falls inside. Trying to climb out is difficult, but you make it. The elevator shaft is filthy, greasy and incredibly dark, and you are stuck about halfway between the two floors. Climbing up to the doors' level will take a Dexterity + Climbing Task at -4.

[Goblinsplitter]

Mikkel looks around with his flash light more, trying to find another route to escape. "The door is pretty far up there. Might be better just trying to get out prying open the door down there."

(OoC - is there a ladder? usually elevators have ladders for service men/just in case)

[littlebottom]

"well, i suppose im next." Jim attempts to climb onto the roof and then offers a hand to whoever climbs up next.

[Xsesiv]

The only route to escape is straight up, and sorry, no, there is no ladder. Servicemen call the lift to roof level and get on top of it via a door. I like the way you're thinking, though.

[godsown91]

Lucas grabs hold of the roof materials, surreptitiously slipping a light bulb from its holder. You next, boss-man?"

EDIT: Special note: I have not helped him up. I'm mostly focused on getting my bulb.

[DMBlackhart]

Simon has remained quiet for awhile now. Patiently cleaning his fingernails.
Is this going to take much longer? I have important work I need to be doing. Why is everyone around here useless(The last bit isin response to the failed phone call)

[Goblinsplitter]

"Looks like the only way out is up, my friends... Mikkel says as he reaches down to help the others get on top of the elevator.

[Xsesiv]

You are now all standing on top of the elevator like a bunch of lemons.

[godsown91]

You are now all standing on top of the elevator like a bunch of lemons.


I haven't gone yet. I'm still down in the elevator.

[littlebottom]

Jim looks if theres a simpler way to get the elevator working again from up here.

[Xsesiv]

No. The power to the elevator is shut off, which is why the emergency lights are running.

[littlebottom]

"well, we could climb up the wire, or to the floor above, im not sure about the floor below, are there any air vents about?"

[Goblinsplitter]

"You know, getting out through the elevators door is probably gonna be easier than getting out up here... Sooo I hate to say it but lets get back down there." says Mikkel, somewhat sheepishly.

[godsown91]

Lucas calls up from the elevator. "OR you could help each other up to the second-floor gap? You should be collectively tall enough." It'd fit the Monty-Python feel of it all perfectly, he thought.

[Xsesiv]

You all notice a rising metallic, rotten smell, which sets bile rising in your throats, and then hear a repetitive loud banging noise from above your heads.

[godsown91]

Lucas clutches his meager bludgeon close to him. This wasn't right...

[littlebottom]

"ugh, what is that smell? well, we dont seem to be having any luck up here, im gonna go back down." Jim hangs off the hatch and drops back into the elevator. "you think we could prize the doors open from in here?"

[Xsesiv]

The emergency light sparks, sputters and goes out. The dark is now absolute, apart from the pathetic-looking beam provided by the security guard's torch.

[godsown91]

"ugh, what is that smell? well, we dont seem to be having any luck up here, im gonna go back down." Jim hangs off the hatch and drops back into the elevator. "you think we could prize the doors open from in here?"

"Unless you have a crowbar..." That smell was awful. There was something seriously wrong here. And it was getting worse.

[littlebottom]

"well, were not going anywhere in here at the moment... maybe we should relax until someone else fixes it?"

[godsown91]

"well, were not going anywhere in here at the moment... maybe we should relax until someone else fixes it?"

"Yeah. In the car, preferably. That smell only came after we opened the panel, and I don't like it..."

[Goblinsplitter]

"I'm sure we can get it open, here hold this." Mikkel says as he hands the flash light to Jim. He sets about trying to pull the door.

(I assume a strength check)

Strength 4
[roll0]

[godsown91]

Lucas backs as far from the door as possible, recognizing caution as the better part of valor. In one hand is his light bulb. In the other, the heavy carrying case of his laptop.

[Xsesiv]

The doors creak open maybe an inch, and you see behind them...a solid, concrete wall.

The banging noise starts up again, but gives way in a few moments to the sound of gunfire. Then, something heavy lands on the elevator roof.

It jolts down a few inches, then stops.

[Goblinsplitter]

Hey! Anyone out there? We're stuck in the elevator!" Mikkel yells, trying to get the attention of whoever was firing.

[godsown91]

"Everyone get AWAY FROM THE HOLE!" Lucas himself backs up, putting at least the security guard between himself and possible danger.

[Xsesiv]

There is no reply.

[Xsesiv]

The mangled, broken corpse of Bob, one of your coworkers, falls into the hole and lands sprawled on the floor, inches from your feet. His torso is pierced with bullets and his face is split open. One eye dangles by its roots. You are just taking in the grisly spectacle, when impossibly, he raises his head, blood oozing out of his cracked skull, and gazes around at you. He reaches for Simon with one hand, missing three fingers, a gruesome snarl crossing his face...Fear Tests all round.

[littlebottom]

[roll0] +willpowerx2... 3x2= 6 + roll = 7 :smallfrown: sods law isnt it, i had to roll a 1 on the first test...

[Goblinsplitter]

(OoC - I have nerves of steel, so im immune to normal fear tests, but if this counts as a supernatural one i get +4. so i assume thats a willpower test. sorry, my first game of AFMBE)

Willpower 3
[roll0]
So thats 3x2=6+4=10

[godsown91]

+6 for Nerves of Steel, if I remember straight...

d10...5. 5+4+2 will...11. :smallbiggrin:

[Xsesiv]

Mikkel & Lucas - unaffected due to Nerves of Steel.

Jim - Shakes. Suffers -2 to all tests for a turn, and loses 1 Essence.

[godsown91]

Lucas, reacting before he can really think out what he's doing, smashes Bob in the head with his light bulb.

[Xsesiv]

Roll a Dexterity and Hand Weapon (Club) Task.

[DMBlackhart]

Simon jumps at the startling image. The man can keep his cool in some of the worse situations, however this wasent common place.

Will test ( Is it will+d10? or willx2 +d10?)


[roll0] +5 or +10 ( depending on which it was)

[Xsesiv]

Fear Tests are Simple (x2). Anyway, you succeeded.

[godsown91]

Roll a Dexterity and Hand Weapon (Club) Task.



d10+2...7+2=9.

[Xsesiv]

Roll Damage (d8).

[godsown91]

Roll Damage (d8).



d8...5.



Lucas smashes Bob over the head with his light bulb, in a fit of heroics that was almost completely unlike him.

[Xsesiv]

The glass tube smashes over Bob's head. A volley of gunfire comes from above, directed straight down at the elevator. You hear bullets ricocheting off the metal casing of the car...and then, horribly, it comes loose and begins hurtling stright down!

[Xsesiv]

From this fall, everything fragile (including laptops not packed away, music players, books, flourescent light tubes) is destroyed. Everyone must make a Dexterity+Strength Test, or suffer [roll0] points of Damage. If you roll into the negatives, you will take double that.

[Goblinsplitter]

Mikkel is surprised at first when they start falling, but then regains himself and braces for the impact.

Strength 4+Dexterity 5
[roll0]

[DMBlackhart]

Simon was mumbling something about "Incompitance" and "If I could you'd all be fired now" or something. However he is cut short in his rant by the spray of bullets, then the snapping of the cables.

as the elevator begins to plummet simon yells at first, not used to a situation like this, however quickly calms down, bowing his head and mumbling a short prayer.

My Roll-
[roll0] (Plus 1str, 1dex, and 2 luck)

[littlebottom]

[roll0] + strength3 + dex5 = 8 +roll= 9

typical, annother 1 :smallfrown:

[Xsesiv]

Rule of 1, roll again.

[littlebottom]

*cough* [roll0]

THANK YE ZOMBIE JEEEBUUS!

[Xsesiv]

That's supposed to be unmodified. Anyway, it counts as 1, so you succeeded.

[godsown91]

[roll0] + 2 + 2...10 total

[Xsesiv]

The elevator plummeted past the first and ground floors and slammed into the bottom of the lift shaft with a clang louder than human ears are built to sustain. Shattered bits of rubbish lie everywhere, but everyone seems miraculously to have escaped harm.

[littlebottom]

slightly shaken, Jim looks around in the dim light. "everyone alright?" he asks rubbing the back of his neck.

[DMBlackhart]

Simon stands from the rubble, not only unscathed, but due to a lucky break that is rarely uncommon to the man, his suit and equipment has sustained very little notable damage.

It seems the gods smile apon me once more. Be grateful you were in my company at this dire moment companions.

[godsown91]

Ignoring the crazy, Lucas looks to the door. They should still be open from when the gorilla forced them...

[Xsesiv]

When the elevator hit bottom, the sides crumpled oh-so-slightly, which blew the doors out. They are easy enough to open, using a Simple Strength Test.

[godsown91]

[roll0] + 4 str...that brings me to...6. Damn.

EDITED


Lucas heaves at the door, and just barely succeeds.

[Xsesiv]

10. It's a Simple Test.

The doors open after a heave and you can leave into the elevator lobby, which is dark and completely unfurnished apart from a security desk in one corner. Opposite the elevators is a pair of double doors which allows access to the rest of the basement floor.

There is a horrible noise a creaking, stuttering moan, coming, seemingly, from out of the walls.

In the middle of the room, in a puddle of his own blood, lies a bald, Black man in a security guard's uniform. He is slumped on his face, arms splayed out at impossible angles, and the back of his skull blown off. Everyone without Nerves of Steel, make a Fear Test.

[littlebottom]

[roll0] WP3x2=6 + roll.

[Xsesiv]

Jim is shocked for a few seconds but then recovers.

[littlebottom]

"wow, if they ever make this into a game, it would have to be rated 18! cause that is some seriously messed up stuff!" Jim gingerly pokes his head out to survey the dark room.

[Xsesiv]

The corners of the room closer to the elevator are empty apart from the other elevators. The rest of the room has very little in it apart from horrible carpeting, blood and a dead man.

[godsown91]

Lucas makes his way slowly and cautiously out out of the elevator, his broken light bulb in one hand, his heavy laptop case in the other. He remembered Bob; there might be more like him. And if there were, staying in that box with these idiots was just going to be the death of him.

[littlebottom]

Jim sidles over to the body, and looks for a standard issue gun on the guard that he has seen all the security guards carry.

[Xsesiv]

There is no gun in his shoulder holster. It may have fallen underneath him, or he may have lost it.

[littlebottom]

Jim fetches the hatch from the elevator, and uses it to roll the cold dead body of the security guard over. "sorry about this."

[Xsesiv]

The man's throat seems to have been torn out and chunks of flesh are torn from his arms and legs. Further, there are three gunshots in his chest and another one under his jaw. The gun is lying under his neck - a .38 Glock.

@Mikkel: This is - or was - Frank, a fellow security guard and one of your best friends.

[littlebottom]

"looks like you wont be needing this anymore..."

Jim picks up the gun ".38 glock; equiped! Low on ammo, Reload!" Jim chuckles to himself, before realising he is not alone.. "errr. sorry"

[Xsesiv]

Though he has a point; the gun contains only four bullets.

[littlebottom]

Jim checks the desk for more ammo, and looks in drawers and such, searching for anything usefull aswell as the ammo.

[godsown91]

Lucas, noticing what the gamer is doing, turns to him.

"Can you even use that thing right?"

[Xsesiv]

There is one box with 28 .38 bullets left in one of the drawers, and one box with 24 9mm bullets.

[littlebottom]

"well, ive spent my whole life shooting guns with deadly precision so i would say so." Jim says flatly, knowing it to be true, although possibly not in the manner they expects he meant.

"anyone use these 9MMs?"

[godsown91]

Lucas nodded. Maybe he wasn't so useless after all...

"Keep 'em anyway; they might come in handy. So, a proposition: let's me and you go out into the hallway, get a feel for things. Mr. Security can stay here and guard the other guy. Sound game?"

[DMBlackhart]

Simon exits the elevator, remaining quiet for the most part. Partly out of amazement, part embaresment for the gamer, and partly from horror. This was definately out of the norm, but this wasent the time to break down.

Simon collects himself, staring at the body intently, checking to see just how damaged/ bloodied the clothing is.

( If the clothing suffices for "ruined" Simon will strip his clothes and put those on. Also my fear test)

[roll0]

EDIT: Simon will rather NOT wear the dead guys clothes then. Pretty much about to have a nervous break down and all. :P

[Xsesiv]

Rule of 1, roll again, and yes, the clothing is utterly mangled.

[DMBlackhart]

( oh, for reals? Cool. I am GLaD for this. :p)

Fear test- [roll0]

Disguise test- [roll1] (Plus relevent skill im assuming)

Simon, trying to hold back the vomit tries to steady his nerves, using the tattered clothing as the basis for his costume. He then smatters some blood on himself, and uses any supplies in the room to make a convincing "victem" costume."

[littlebottom]

"im cool with that, just remember, watch each others backs."

"when we open the door, i look one way, you look the other, we do precautionary sweeps of the local area, shoot to kill, secure the area for defense purposes!" Jim taking from years experience of playing online and being squad leader more than most.

"aaactually, we better take it slowly and a bit more quietly... just incase?" Jim realising that if he takes a hit, we hadnt got any medi kits to bring his wounds back up to full!

[Xsesiv]

No, Rule of 1 is not a reroll. It could make things worse. As it turned out, it didn't.

However, Simon suffers a fainting fit, and can make a Difficult Constitution Test every minute or every time someone tries to wake him; in the meanwhile, he loses [roll0]x4 (24) Endurance points and [roll1] Essence points.

[godsown91]

"Good plan." I may have been wrong, he thinks as he makes his way to the door. After ensuring the gamer is right behind him, he nods and slowly, quietly, opens the door.

[Xsesiv]

How he managed that I will never know, because they are very locked.

[godsown91]

How he managed that I will never know, because they are very locked.

OOC: Tries, then.

"Damn. Looks like we're going to have to break it, unless any of y'all can pick locks..."

[littlebottom]

"we need the green key card!" Jim rummages about for his wallet and pulls out a greenish credit card and attempts to slide it inbetween the lock of the doors to open it.

roll? [roll0] just tell me what to add.

[Xsesiv]

Dex and Lockpicking (mechanical). At this rate it would probably be easier to just kick the door down.

[littlebottom]

(i would of got a 7 then, im assuming you already figured this out and it didnt work?)

"damn, the green key card doesnt work, and i havnt got the blue one."

"anyone else good with locks?"

[godsown91]

Lucas glances over at the rather haughty-looking CEO and the guy whose job was to catch thieves.

"I'm guessing no. Look like we'll have to break it, much as I'd rather not...

[littlebottom]

"is he knocked out? has someone got a phoenix down? maybe we should wait for him to come round then?"

[godsown91]

"is he knocked out? has someone got a phoenix down? maybe we should wait for him to come round then?"

Lucas sighed. "No, we do not. Now, we need to figure out what exactly is going on. So, on the count of three, I want you to kick that door as close to the knob as you can and get us out there. Alright?"

[littlebottom]

"yeah, just one moment though, i dont like to leave one of my men behind unless i have to!" Jim walks over to simon, and slaps him gently on the cheeks to try and wake him up.

[Goblinsplitter]

Mikkel looks grimly at his fallen friend, memories of his time in the military rushing back to him, then he snaps himself out of it and returns to reality. "My beretta uses 9mm, so I'll take that ammo. Looks like we're gonna need it...

"I wasn't that good of a kid back in the day... I think I can pick the lock." says Mikkel as he sets about picking the lock.

Dexterity 5+Lockpicking 3
[roll0]

[littlebottom]

Jim handed the 9mms over to mikkel, "dont go wasting it."

[Xsesiv]

The door silently swings open. The long, dark hallway has eight doors at roughly regular intervals either side of it, four a side, is lit only by green emercency EXIT signs above the doors at either end, and is obviously the site of a recent struggle. Bloodstains, bullet-holes and other signs of a fight are everywhere. Furniture from other rooms has been thrown about, paintings knocked from the walls, and a pair of filing cabinets knocked over nearby, spilling their vitally important innards all over the floor. Six people turn towards you and wander towards the door in the low light.

[godsown91]

Lucas quickly backs away from the door, lacking as he does a projectile weapon and erring on the side of caution.

[Xsesiv]

The six figures advance slowly and silently towards the doorway. Perception and Notice Task to anyone with the skill.

[godsown91]

[roll0] +2 for Situational Awareness, +4 for Notice skill.

[Xsesiv]

Rule of 1, roll again.

[godsown91]

OOC: I keep trying...

[roll0]

[Xsesiv]

You can't put your finger on it...but there is something odd about the way these people are moving.

[Goblinsplitter]

(OoC Mikkel's gonna use his Old Soul ability and roll notice, if thats possible)

Intelligence 4+Willpower 3
[roll0]

[Xsesiv]

Well, when Mikkel looks in, he uses the flashlight, at which point it is obvious that something is wrong (people moving silently despite missing ears and noses hanging by a thread are dead giveaways, you know).

Three of the shambling, bloody figures are dressed in security outfits and carry .38 handguns (though they are too stupid to use them) and the other 3 seem to be average office slaves, though they have all ben gnawed on and are fairly gruesome.

Fear Tests all round.

[godsown91]

[roll0] + 4 from Nerves of Steel, I believe.

[littlebottom]

[roll0] come on! dont fail me now.

[Goblinsplitter]

9OoC sorry if it takes me a while to post, my net is being really slow atm)


Willpower 3+ Nerves of Steel 4
[roll0]

[Xsesiv]

And Simon is still apparently passed out on the floor, at least, he hasn't rolled to wake up.

The wrecked humans stagger towards you, mouths open in horrific smiles.

[littlebottom]

"here we go!"

a little health bar and ammo counter pop up in Jims mind along with a little minimap.

AMMO:|||||||| / 28
HEALTH: 100%

jim fires at the closest.
[roll0] DEX:5
[roll1]

[godsown91]

"Remember when Bob tried to eat Gamer? I think something similar about to happen. Gun guys, I think you might want to get ready to fire."

[Xsesiv]

The bullet whizzes past the zombie's leg.

[DMBlackhart]

OoC- Someone mentioned slapping me to wake me yes?

Endurance Test- [roll0] (2 endurance)

[Goblinsplitter]

"Ahh... How i've missed this... says Mikkel calmly squeezing of a shot at the nearest zombie.

Dexterity 5+Firearms (Pistol) 3
[roll0]

[Xsesiv]

Simon awakens. Now he has to make another Fear Test.


The bullet slaps into the zombie's head. Roll damage (d6x4).

[godsown91]

Lucas grins as Security's bullet downs the zombie. "Nice one." THIS one was definitely useful. He watches the zombies, gripping his weapons and waiting for them to get too close.

[Goblinsplitter]

"Head shot!" Mikkel chuckles as the bullet catches the zombie between the eyes, and takes aim at another one.

[roll0] x4

Pistol (+8)
[roll1]

Damage
[roll2] x4

[DMBlackhart]

Simon stands up, huis head spinning for a moment.

What the hell just-

However he is stopped as he see's these shambling whatevers, things could only get worse.

Fear Test- [roll0] (Will 5 )

[Xsesiv]

The first zombie slumps against the wall with its brain blown out of the back of its head, the second is caught in the arm and spins unceremoniously around to land on its rump.

Simon meanwhile is unaffected apart from an involuntary bodily reaction that soils his pride and his underpants.

[godsown91]

Lucas silently cheered as two of them went down, one of them dead. Only four more, now. He sends up a silent prayer that the gunmen could get the others before they got too close.

[littlebottom]

"that guy had bite marks in him... and ive played resi evil, those things are... zombies!? wait, ive got a plan!" Jim goes quickly and picks up the body of the guard, "sorry about this... again" and attempts throwing it at a zombie to both knock him over and to gain all the zombies attention to the fresh meat.

im assuming rolls... [roll0] ill add what GM says so.

[Xsesiv]

I want a Difficult Strength test and a Strength and Thrown Task.

[Goblinsplitter]

"Mikkels all purpose, cure-all 9mils. Just apply to your brain pan for maximum effect, and for that satisfying 'splorch'." says Mikkel, as he takes aim at the next closest zombie.

Pistols +8
[roll0]
[roll1]

[littlebottom]

first roll in last post.
[roll0]

[Xsesiv]

The bullet shoots past the zombie's head and catches another one in the leg, and it falls flat on its face, banging its chin on the filing cabinet on the floor. It flails about spastically.


Jim meanwhile picked up the body easily but then couldn't muster the strength to throw it. He dropped it on the floor instead.

[godsown91]

"Any of you have hand weapons? No need to waste so many bullets, or be too noisy and attract more of them."

[littlebottom]

"wait for them to chomp on the body, then we can hit them with our +1 flouresent tubes!"

[Xsesiv]

The zombies that can shuffle towards the body - apparently they retain enough intelligence to know when they are being attacked, for they step over it and advance towards you. One of them's arm dangles, useless, another drags himself along by the arms, a leg ruined.

[Goblinsplitter]

"I do indeed. Pistol whipping works good too." says Mikkel, calmly as the zombies steadily approach. He pulls out a large knife from his boot and moves up slashing, stabbing and shooting at the zombies.

OOC I'd like to move up, stab one of the zombies with the knife then shoot another.

Pistol 8
[roll0]
[roll1] x4

Knife 7
[roll2]
[roll3] x4

[Xsesiv]

The bullet slams into a zombie's eye and it drops dead to the floor.

No, he doesn't exist. But you can club the last one if you like, Dexterity and Hand Weapon (Club) Task.

[Goblinsplitter]

Rule of 1
[roll0]

[godsown91]

[roll0] + 2 for strength...

[Xsesiv]

A zombie swings its arm at Mikkel and the knife is knocked out of his hand onto the floor.

Rule of 10, reroll.

[godsown91]

Rule of 10...

[roll0]

[Xsesiv]

Lucas: Roll Damage (d8xStrength).

[godsown91]

[roll0] for damage.

[Xsesiv]

The laptop case bounces off the zombie's head with two simultaneous cracks. The case is now useless, but the zombie's skull is dented horribly and it falls to the floor.

[godsown91]

Lucas, surprised at his usually sturdy laptop breaking under the strain, drops it like a hot rock. He grabs at the gun one of the Security zombies dropped and goes to attack another.

[Goblinsplitter]

Mikkel angry that the zombie slapped his knife away, grabs it by the collar of his shirt, putting his gun into its mouth and squeezes the trigger. (If it hits, he flings the zombie backwards, disgusted look on his face.)


Pistol 8
[roll0]
[roll1] x4

[Xsesiv]

As Mikkel does this, the zombie attempts to bite his hand when it is nearest his collar.

[roll0]

Its frantic mouth movements only make it easier for Mikkel to get the gun in. Then the bullet exits the top of its head and it is flung away.

[littlebottom]

Jim picks up annother one of the guns and crosses his arms over, his left arm aiming at a zombie to the right, and his right arm to the left.

[roll0] +5
[roll1] x3
[roll2] +3
[roll3] x3

[Xsesiv]

The zombie on the right happens to be the one with a crippled leg, dragging itself across the floor, so the bullet hits it in the back of the head, audibly tearing the flesh from round the neck. It slumps. The second bullet manages to hit the other crippled zombie in the nose, travelling up its sinus and bursting through its brain and knocking the zombie backwards over a chair.

[godsown91]

Lucas, having finally managed to secure a pistol, aims at the last remaining zombie and, after a couple moments aim, fires.



[roll0] +2 dex, I believe.

[godsown91]

Rule of 10...

[roll0]

[Xsesiv]

The bullet smashes into the monster's throat, just above the collarbone, tears through flesh and muscle and snaps through the spine. The zombie falls backwards, it head lolls back, and finally rips free. The head falls onto the floor.

[godsown91]

Lucas pauses briefly to blow on the barrel, then turns to face his companions.

Well, that's it. Good job. Now, anyone want to volunteer to gather any ammo these poor guys have?"

[littlebottom]

"well, that was fun, same time next week guys?" Jim smirks slightly, then remembers the fact that he heard the same noises from above... that wasnt all of them... infact, the whole building is proberbly crawling with them. and wait MY PLAYSTATION IS UP THERE! jim screams to himself in his own head.

[Xsesiv]

The total number of bullets found is 12, plus 2 left over in each gun.

[godsown91]

Lucas gives each of the other two four bullets, and keeps four for himself."We should probably clear the other rooms before we move on. Don't want more of these...things...on our backs." He turns back to the elevator room. Ya coming, rich guy?"

[littlebottom]

Jim also makes sure that each person has a gun, weather they only have 2 shots or more, but that way, they have a last resort if needs be.

[DMBlackhart]

Simon, this whole while seemed to be in deep thought. Infact he has his handgun drawn in his hand, but has hesitated to use it.

Comming back to his senses at his "allies" voice, simon catches up with the others.

Watch your tounge boy. I could buy and sell you a hundread times over.

[godsown91]

Simon, this whole while seemed to be in deep thought. Infact he has his handgun drawn in his hand, but has hesitated to use it.

Comming back to his senses at his "allies" voice, simon catches up with the others.

Watch your tounge boy. I could buy and sell you a hundread times over.

Lucas did not like this man.

"Wonderful. Maybe if you live, you'll have the opportunity. So, I'm heading towards that room over there." He points to the nearest door. "Anyone care to join me?"

[Goblinsplitter]

Mikkel wipes the blood and gore off himself that covered him when he gave the zombie a mouth full of lead, then reloads his pistol and picks up his knife. Then he starts searching the bodies for anything of use. (Mostly flashlights)

"Sounds like a plan, Lucas was it? I suppose you want me to lead the way, huh?"

[godsown91]

Mikkel wipes the blood and gore off himself that covered him when he gave the zombie a mouth full of lead, then reloads his pistol and starts searching the bodies for anything of use. (Mostly flashlights)

"Sounds like a plan, Lucas was it? I suppose you want me to lead the way, huh?"

"Nah, take the rear. If more of them pop out of the other doors, I want someone I know's not just lucky watching my back. Besides, someone needs to babysit." Motioning with his head at Simon, Lucas then makes his way to the door.

[littlebottom]

"guys, ive just had a plan... if we can get out of here alive, theres a bank a few floors up, we could take all the money, as im sure no one else will be exactly willing to make their way back in here to get it themselves."

[Xsesiv]

Each guard has a torch, a multi-tool and a large knife.

The nearest room, the first room on the right, is a women's toilet. All three of the cubicles are shut, but none are locked. Nothing of any use is in here, unless you have a use for toilet roll.

[godsown91]

That checked, Lucas makes his way to the next closest door.

EDIT: And has retroactively gained all of the above after the battle.

[Xsesiv]

Similarly the next closest door, men's toilets, yield nothing but more toilet roll and urinal cakes.

[godsown91]

The clearing process continues...next door.

[Xsesiv]

The next room is a janitorial. Racks and shelves line the room, holding all sorts of useful supplies such as solvents, mops and suchlike. Difficult Perception Tests, or Perception and Notice Tasks.

[littlebottom]

[roll0] + notice + perception... = 6 + roll = 12

[godsown91]

Lucas looks around and...

[roll0]

[Xsesiv]

sees a pair of hideous ghouls behind a set of shelves, crouching over a janitor's corpse which they are stripping clean. One is missing an arm, chewed off at the elbow. The other has a hole in his stomach and his ropy guts hang out. His oesophagus clicks from his ruin of a throat.

[godsown91]

Are they in a row? And have they noticed him yet?

[Xsesiv]

No, they are crouching either side of the corpse, and no, they haven't.

[godsown91]

Lucas motions for Mikkel to come. When Security is at the door, Lucas motions for Mikkel to shoot one of the ghouls, while he gets the other.

[Xsesiv]

While all this motioning is going on, the door swings shut and leaves you in total darkness with the zombies with a soft thud. By the meagre light of the torch, you see them turn and look at you with beady eyes, hunger in their hearts...

[godsown91]

Banking on the fact that they're on the ground eating, I will use the time it takes for them to get to me to open the door again and get out.

[Goblinsplitter]

Mikkel creeps up slowly, then squeezes off two quick shots, one at each ghoul.

Pistol 8
[roll0]
[roll1] x4

Pistol 7
[roll2]
[roll3] x4

[Xsesiv]

He miraculously manages to hit both zombies in the head, not helped by Lucas running away. Both of them fall down against racks of paint, colouring the three corpses clashing shades of red, purple and green.

[godsown91]

Lucas nods at Mikkel. Thanks, Security. Maybe you should come along; the gamer can keep watch." That done, he turns towards the next door, this time (hopefully) with Security right behind him.

[littlebottom]

as they check out the next room Jim looks in the janitorial room with (and i quote) "all sorts of useful supplies"

[Xsesiv]

The next room has two zombies who are pressed against the door and fall out at you when you open it. It also has one corpse with chunks torn out, one stripped of flesh, both lying against creepy piping and electrical circuitry and equipment.

[Xsesiv]

Jim finds, among other things:

Paint (20 gallons)
Turpentine (1 gallon)
Mops (7)
Brushes (5)
A vacuum cleaner (with suck/blow options) (1)
Paint rollers (12)
Spray guns (20)
Rags (innumerable)

[godsown91]

Lucas desperately flails, trying to get out from under the zombies before they can eat him.

[Xsesiv]

Unless the others stop them, one of the zombies tries to bite Lucas in the shoulder.

[roll0]

And fails. Lucas gets out from under the zombies unscathed, though a bit battered.

[godsown91]

He is going to aim and fire at one of the zombies.

[roll0]

[Xsesiv]

Roll damage.

[Goblinsplitter]

Mikkel calmly curb stomps one of the prostrate zombies, and shoots the other one.

OoC i wanna use my old soul for unarmed or whatever the curb stomp is. im going for that zombie kill thing :D

Curb stomp (Intelligence 4+Willpower 3)
[roll0]

Pistol 8 (or 7 if i take -1 for an extra attack)
[roll1]
[roll2]x4

[godsown91]

[roll0]

Lucas' bullet smashes into the thing's head and...

[Xsesiv]

Brawling and Dex. Kick damage is d4x(Str+1).

Lucas' bullet slams into the thing's leg and lodges in the bone. The leg becomes useless.

Mikkel's bullet hits the zombie in the spine and cripples both its legs.

[godsown91]

Lucas, getting a tad desperate, boots the thing in the face.

[Goblinsplitter]

OoC So i cant use old soul for that?

Dexterity 5
[roll0]
[roll1] x5

[godsown91]

[roll0]

Lucas goes to boot the thing, and...

[Xsesiv]

Succeeds. Roll Damage.

Mikkel's boot crashes down on the thing's braincase with inhuman force. Its teeth shatter, then its eyes come out, then its jaw caves in, and finally its brain spurts out of its nose and ears.

[godsown91]

Rule of 10...

[roll0]

[godsown91]

DAMAGE IT, DAMN YOU!



OOC: THERE! It's in the OOC thread...

(1d4x2)[2] +1 = 3

[Xsesiv]

The zombie is fairly unconcerned by the pathetic kick and tries to latch its teeth onto Lucas' foot.

[roll0]

And fails as it is quickly snatched away.

[godsown91]

Lucas aims at the head and fires his pistol again.

[godsown91]

Lucas fires his pistol again, and....

[roll0]

[Goblinsplitter]

"Don't waste the bullets bro." Mikkel says quickly as he curb stomps the other zombie.

Dexterity 5
[roll0]
[roll1] x5

[Xsesiv]

He misses the zombie's head and it tries to bite into his ankle. [roll0]

[Xsesiv]

Rule of 10 *snerk snerk* [roll0]

[Xsesiv]

Rule of 10...again...[roll0]

[Goblinsplitter]

(OoC i get a dodge roll don't i? if so, here we go)

Dodge (dexterity 5+Dodge 5 i assume)
[roll[1d10[/roll]

[godsown91]

OOC: Can Lucas' Good Luck negate this at all? I suppose not, but I have to try; I like him.

[Xsesiv]

OoC: this is happening to Mikkel.

[Goblinsplitter]

darn typos...

Dodge +10
[roll0]

[Xsesiv]

Mikkel manages to dodge the zombie bite, thankfully. He probably should have shot.

[godsown91]

Lucas goes to shoot the thing that tried to eat his closest ally.

[roll0]

[Goblinsplitter]

Jumping back and almost slipping on the gore and brains from the previous zombie he curb stomped, Mikkel takes aim at the zombie and squeezes off a quick shot.

Pistol 8
[roll0]
[roll1] x4

[Xsesiv]

The slip brought him off target and the bullet ends up in the zombie's ruined leg.

[godsown91]

Finally giving up on shooting it, Lucas decides to bash its brains in with his gun.

OOC: Remind me how to do that?

[Xsesiv]

That will be Dex and Hand Weapon (Club) but you still haven't rolled again for the Rule of 1.

[godsown91]

OOC: Ah dang.

[roll0]

[Xsesiv]

2.

Lucas manages to shoot himself in the foot for the gun's regular damage (roll it).

[godsown91]

[roll0]

Correction: Lucas blows his foot off.

[Goblinsplitter]

Getting frustrated Mikkel takes aim and fires at the zombie's head.

Aiming (Pistol 3+Perception 0)
[roll0]

Pistol 4 (8-4 for head shot+aiming bonus)
[roll1]
[roll2] x4

[Xsesiv]

The flesh eating monster drags itself towards Lucas using its arms for its legs are made useless by the bullet in its spine. The bullet smashes its skull and puts a stop to that.