*I walk over to the item box and throw the lurker diary in.*

*I ignore AZ's idea about going to the pool room with him since he has ignored my offer to go to the forest.*

*Instead I walk into room 001 with MF.*

"MF I think I might have the right combo for the safe."

*With that said I tell MF the safe combo.*

Top:
1337 or 3733.


Bottom:
1. 8
2. 59
3. 7.0710678118654752440084436210485
4. 15 or 8 or 12
5. 3
6. 24

"Mf those are all the variations of the safe combo try one. If it don't work try another."
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The Village is over-run with strange monsters. Whats worse is there is a nemesis chasing us every step of the way. I will still survive the village!

"GSMY was in pain his mental stress was finally getting to him. He was screaming and blackout between safe and main room. Everyone rushed to him not knowing what was about to happen...."


What the hell happened? Where am I? What is this place? What the **** is outside that door? *walking around* What the **** is outside the bathroom? Why the hell is that safe so huge? What the hell in the pool?Why am I carrying a shovel and why do you guys look like you entered a Rambo contest?

"Everyone was confused they had many thoughts but none that they could prove."

Lloyd was thinking outloud: "Okay I'm 18 I got my doctorit and engineering decree, and I just accepted a position in Umberlla, my name is Ivan Cruz, I have a brother named Lloyd Cruz who has a job in Umberlla as a genetic designer recreating and creating viruses and cures. Oh look a safe combo here on the ground lets see.

1st #: Squall and Rinoa headline this epic adventure.
2nd #: The highest prime number the dial can handle.
3rd #: sqrt(#1 + #4 + #5 +#6)
4th #: Assuming the control sick as one button, the total number of pushable buttons on an N64 Controller.
5th #: (Pieces of the Triforce)!
6th #: (#1 * #4)/(#5)

1st#: 8
2nd#: 59
3rd#: 44
4th#: 9
5th#: 3
6th#: 24

Try that Ivan said to MF.
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<OOC>Sorry, but I have to OOC for the first time - just for this!

W.T.F.

...done!<OOC>
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"It's coming...It's not going to stop...it'll never stop...it's coming for us...It's coming to kill us..."

If I can talk to FFDragon I'll let him know to make an update relating to it.
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What do you want here something witty? **** you I ain't that smart.

*looks at troy*

"go for it"

*backs up*

"just make those shots count when there down i will get the herbs*
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Welcome to Raccoon City one hell of a town

(Pointless note – I’m quasi left-handed. I write with the right, but I bat left-handed, and would’ve held Mr. Stabby with my left as well. End of fun fact about me!)

I was relieved to find no monster waiting for me on the other side of the chair. So relieved, I let out a very audible sigh. I couldn’t take much more of this madness.

An eyebrow shot up when I found a tape recorder sitting in the chair, making the noise. Weird. Who’d leave a tape recorder there? Picking it up, I rewound it, and turned it off. This wasn’t the time to listen to it. But…after I did listen, maybe the batteries could come in use some other way, so I couldn’t waste them.

Besides, I didn’t want to lower my guard listening to this thing, only to have some freak jump me. Maybe even that ass Troy…

Time for a sit. Man, it felt comfortable! It’d been a good while since I’d gotten to take a load off. But I had to be careful. Comfort = sleepiness = big trouble for me, if I fell asleep. And I could feel my eyes gaining substantial weight.

I shook my head, and began to search through the drawers. Nothing, nothing, boring, crap, doctor garbage… Wait a tic, whaddaya have here! STUN GUN! WOOHOO!

I could almost hear the Zelda-item acquisition music. It was no gun, but still pretty cool. “I shall call you Mr. Shocky,” I chuckled. A useful defensive tool, and maybe it’s battery could come in handy as well.

I thumped my fist down on the desktop. If I’d just gone to the airstrip first! I could have done something…but most likely would have been killed along with the others. It still bothered me to no end, though.

A crumbled paper on the desk looked promising. I snagged it. This room had a good bounty for me so far. I was hoping there’d be more. The mysteriously uprooted plant gave in to my demands for more interesting room tidbits, and coughed up an encrypted note.

Ah…terrific. But I might be able to decode it later. But before I left, I just had to go ape-**** on the picture of Karter. He’d stuck a gun in my face, decided to sic that god damn Judge on us, and was responsible for the…airstrip…

Attacking, smashing, stabbing, utterly destroying the photo of Karter made me feel a little better. I was surprised to find a Water Emblem with it, though. That HAD to be important, so I grabbed it immediately.

Satisfied that I’d plundered the room in its entirety, I left, and went to the Emergency Room. As I didn’t find any medical help in the doc’s office, I was sure to in the ER.

But its what I found outside the ER that interested me. Key, SN, and Troy.

"Do you trust me or not?!" Troy screamed at them.

I shook my head no. Now was the perfect chance to sneak up on Troy and let him have it, and get those SEs. Despite they way he tried to screw us over, I still didn’t want to seriously harm the guy. Just…incapacitate him. Good thing I recently met Mr. Shocky…

[Status]: Okay
[Equipped]: 'Mr. Stabby', Stun Gun ‘Mr. Shocky’ (Def. Item)
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, Crumpled Paper, Encrypted Note, Voice Memo Recorder, Water Emblem

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It's a turkey, stuffed with a duck, stuffed with a chicken!
- About my user name

5:30 GFaqs Time is when I start the update, after that, anybody who hasn't posted will simply be skipped over.
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woohoo an update
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<OOC>I can swing a bat at 90-100 miles per hour. If I swung a bat that hard, not to mention the momentum from my body, it would splatter the head of any normal human being. A rotting zombie head... that would be a mess. I'm not running the RP though, am I?

Please incorporate this post into your update. If you don't, well, I don't know. I'll live with it.</OOC>

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After limping around the room, Nate realized it was a mere scratch. He didn't even take infection into consideration, as he has no idea how the virus is spread, and he is in a hospital for crying out loud. He gathered his wits, stifled his feelings for the moment, and wiped his face. He then cleaned his ichor-covered bat on something nearby before he picked up the note and sat down to read it.

As he read, he noticed he wasn't paying attention; he was dozing off and not comprehending what he was reading. He was falling asleep, and he didn't want to stop it.

"Just a little rest," he thought. "I won't actually fall asleep. Just rest for a minute..."

He was fast asleep within seconds.

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Following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been.
We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been.

Ok, I think I have the last half of the safe figured out. I input "8, 59, 7, 15, 6, 20."

With that, I turn the knob, and wait and see what happens. "Tidus, GSMY, here goes...."


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There's more to life than video games! Like television!

Note: I didn't take your last post into consideration MF. It will go on the next one.

Hospital Entrance Hall- Troy is still standing in front of the Operating Room's Door, pointing his Samurai Edges towards the now bowing Emergency Room Door. Tur appears from the Doctor's Office and Troy notices this, and points one of his guns in Tur's direction. Tur stops in his tracks and raises both arms into the air. When Troy realizes that Troy is not an undead, he returns his aim towards the ER door. Key and Natus look at each other and then the bowing ER door. They knew they couldn't hold it. They knew they couldn't defend themselves. It wasn't like they had that much of a choice... Natus steps away from the door to the left, while Key steps away from the door to the right...

"Troy? It's all yours." Natus gestured towards the door.

"Yea... Go for it." Key also gestures

With nothing left standing in front of the door, the ER door practicallt flies open, with three T-Dragon infected corpses filing out of the door. Troy shifts his weight to his good leg and raises both guns. Key and Natus take off in opposite directions, and a zombie follows each of them, with the third heading for Troy. Instead of shooting the zombie coming after him first, Troy first shoots the zombie following Key in the leg, taking it to the ground with one three shot burst. With his other gun he fires at the zombie heading towards Natus, hitting it with a direct burst to the head, practically exploding the head of the BOW. The zombie after Key begins to rise, and Troy plugs it with a burst from each of his guns, until a pool of blood appears from around body. By now the zombie lurching towards Troy was mere feet away... When Troy was certain that the other two zombies were offically redead, he trained both of his guns at the chest of the corpse in front him and began to pull the trigger of both guns several times. The zombie staggered back a few times, before letting out a final gasp and falling backwards to the floor. Troy aimed his guns down at the zombie, and saw that a pool of blood was escaping out from under it. He then looked at each of the three men in the room and smiled... that cocky ass smile of his...

"Bet you guys sure are happy to have me around!" He arrogantly boasted, "Can't run, but I can shoot."

Tur looked at Natus and Key. Natus and Key were smiling from Troy's last statement, and he couldn't believe that...

"Let me ask you something Troy..." Tur began while walking towards Troy, "How many bullets do you have left?"

Troy looks confused, but he checks both of his guns, just to be sure himself of how many shots he had left. "Well... Three bullets, or one burst in the left one and Six bullets, or two bursts in the right one... But why?"

Tur comes up next to Troy, stops, and looks him dead in the eyes.

"Well... Because I want the one with the most bullets." Tur says with a wicked grin

"Wha--- aHH--"

Troy jams Mr. Shocky into the side of Troy, dropping him to the ground instantly. Troy is knocked out cold from the sudden electrical jolt, and he crashes to the floor with a thud. Key and Natus come running over, concerned that Tur had finally lost it. Tur picks up the Samurai Edge that was in Troy's right hand, and also takes one of the holsters from Troy's pants. He puts the holster around his waist, and places his brand spanking new Samurai Edge into it. Being the nice guy Tur was, he picked up the second SE and placed back into the holster on Troy's left side. He then pats Troy on the shoulder and stands back up, into the glaring eyes of Natus and Key.

"What? You can't honestly tell me that you guys trusted him..." Tur says while resting his hand on his new acquisition
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"Well, he just saved our asses. And he saved Key's ass AND my ass before he even thought about saving his. He saved us from a licker, and he's injured. To top it all off he was abandoned by the people who he thought were his friends..." Natus goes off on Tur

"I think that means Yes, we do trust him." Key summarized

"Unbelieveable." Tur muttered under his breath, "Look. I need a gun. Mr. Stabby isn't gonna cut it forever, and Mr. Pompous wasn't going to give one up freely. Drastic Times, Drastic Measures. All I did was knock him out. He'll be perfectly fine when he wakes up, and I left him a gun. I think I'm being more then fair. MORE then fair, alright? You guys should head into the emergency room and tear that place apart. Steve is still dying... I'll stay here with our sleepy friend until he wakes up."

"Yeah... Sure... Whatever, Tur." Natus says as he and Key turn away for Tur and head towards the ER.

"Oh come on!! Don't even try and make me the bad guy here!"

Natus and Key don't even say another word as they head for the ER door, stepping over the corpses of twice dead humans...

Tur-
[Status]: Okay {Weary}
[Equipped]: 'Mr. Stabby', Stun Gun(Def. Item, 50% Battety)
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, Crumpled Paper, Encrypted Note, Voice Memo Recorder, Water Emblem, Samurai Edge

Natus-
[Status]: Fine {Weary}
[Equipped]: Self Defense Magnum (2/2)
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500

Key-
[Status]: Fine (Weary}
[Equipped]: Steel pipe
[Items]: Starter Kit, $100


NateDaTater- After walking off the pain in his leg, he sat down on one of the nearby couchs, that was devoid of blood. He wiped a tear from his eye, and tried to compose himself. He pulled out the memo he found and tried to focus on the words, but it just wasn't registering right now... The lack of sleep was catching up to him... His eyelids were heavy... Awfully heavy...

"Just a little rest," he barely spoke. "I won't actually fall asleep. Just rest for a minute..."

And with that Nate fell over across the couch... Fast Asleep...

[Status] Fine {Asleep}
[Equip] Aluminum Baseball bat, Dagger (Def. Item)
[Items] Starter Set, $500, 'LT:E' Key, Doctor's Memo

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The Inn- With everyone downstairs discussing their next plan of action, AZ skipped out on the group and headed back upstairs to grab the ornate puzzle box... but he does not keep it long. When he comes downstairs again he simply throws the box into the Item Box, and heads over to CC. He pulls the lighter out of his pocket and hands it over to her with a smile, and a wink.

"Here. Be sure to get it back from him though, as I'm almost certain it'll be of use later on."

CC smiles back at AZ and pockets the lighter herself. AZ is swapped by thoughts of what to do next, with everyone trying to talk at once, and Jim slamming up against the door. He catches someone, possibly lj, possibly MF, talking about the safe. That brings a spark into AZ's mind and he reaches into his pocket, pulling out the key to Room 001. He heads over to the door, slides the key into the knob and turns... It opens without problem. lj open the item box and AZ throws the key in, getting it out of his inventory. Tidus drops off the Lurker's Diary at this time as well. AZ heads into the room alone first, to see if there was anything of use... He is surprised when he walks in though... This entire room was almost nothing but the safe. It was a huge, what must be a walk in safe that extended over half of the room. The bulk of the contraption was a huge door, something you would expect to see in a bank. At the left most side, there was a control panel, with a keypad on top, and a dial from 0-60 on the bottom. The only other thing in this room was a single chair. Wow. AZ was amazed, so he headed back out into the main room to address the group.

"Well, the door is unlocked, now and damn is that safe big... My opinion of the current situation is that we try to crack this safe, and get what is rightfully ours. Hopefully it will aid us on our trip. I'm sure if we all attempted to unlock it at once with the clues we have, it should be wide-open within moments." AZ tried to rally support

But even after that speech, AZ headed over to CC and began whispering to her...

"Hey, CC. I overheard something about the pool room earlier as I'm sure you did as well when all of the files were being reviewed, by I believe GSMY. I was heading up the stairs to the second floor at that time, while you were still at the foot of them. I trust you enough to watch my back while I drain the pool so I can kill whatever it was that spooked Natus and GSMY earlier. They couldn't shut up about it by the time I got here from the Market."

AZ turns around and sees that Tidus is leaning in on the conversation...

"Well, since you're all ears and as nosy as ever... Why don't you make yourself and your Shotgun useful, and watch Rachel's back as she watches mine?"

Tidus smirks. "You want ME, to help YOU, after YOU refused to help ME?! Bull****. I'm sorry, I'm going to go open the safe."

"AZ, you rock so hardcore for finding that key. I can't wait to show off to Nate that we were successful in getting into this safe, while he was trouncing around in the Hospital. Anyone who wants to come into Room 001, follow me." MF says while giving AZ a pat on the back, "And don't worry, I will make sure to not take everything for myself..."

"It's not like you can dumbass." Tidus sneers, "Had you been paying attention to Charlie's Journal, you'd know that each of our compartments is fingerprint specific. Remember how they fingerprinted us before we flew out here? Only we can get into each of our specific sections of the safe..."

"Oh yeah..." MF says while shaking his head

MF heads into Room 001, and practically screams out from the inside...

"Holy...Charlie was right. This thing deserves to be in Fort Knox!"
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MF heads over to the safe and is amazed by it's size and grandure. He has never really seen anything like it... But tries to turn the dial, but it is fixed... and won't even move... MF sighs and then looks at the keypad. Hmm...

"Alright. Here we go... Only the 'elite' can open the safe, right? Well I just happen to be, 1...3...3...7" The keypad flashes once, and in green letters the words 'Dial Unlocked' appear on the screen. MF grins from ear to ear, "That was the easy part, now on to the hard part..."

MF starts turning the dial to every possible combination he can think of... but nothing works... NOTHING. Every combination he thought of was a failure, and it was beginning to make him sick. He kicked the solid steel door in frustration... He was at a dead end, so he called out for some assistance, in a very dire voice.

"HELP ME! I AM IN ROOM 001! I can't get this ****ing safe open! I got the dial unlocked, but now I'm stuck!"

Tidus shows up at the entrance to Room 001 smiling...

"MF, I think I got it." He smirks, "The combination has to be 8, 59, 7.07106--" He gets cut off by MF

"There is no ****ing decimals on this dial. Try again..."

"Oh... Oh yeah. Silly me..."

Outside in the main room, GSMY passes out. AZ, CC, and lj run over his side. When GSMY opens his eyes, he looks incredibly bewildered... He stands up and stumbles backward, with unfamiliar eyes looking at the crew around him. He truly didn't recognize them...

"What the hell happened? Where am I? What is this place? What the **** is outside that door? What the **** is outside the bathroom? Why the hell is that safe so huge? What the hell is in the pool? Why am I carrying a shovel and why do you guys look like you entered a Rambo contest?"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa... Are you ok, GSMY? Lloyd?"

"Lloyd? No, I'm Ivan. I'm his brother." GSMY starts, but is met with strange looks... "Okay I'm 18 I got my doctorit and engineering decree, and I just accepted a position in Umberlla. My name is Ivan Cruz, I have a brother named Lloyd Cruz who has a job in Umberlla as a genetic designer recreating and creating viruses and cures. Oh look a safe combo here on the ground lets see."

The man has just acquired what looks like amnesia AND ADD. The rest of the crew is confused out of their heads, but make no effort to further question GSMY. GSMY picks up his notebook with the safe combo and heads into Room 001, and up to the safe. GSMY looks at the safe, and then MF."

"8, 59, 44, 9, 3, 24." He said to MF, "Try that."

MF does just that, but that combination too is incorrect. GSMY sighs, and MF is perturbed as well. In the main room, lj whispers to AZ and CC.

"I think the lack of sleep is getting to him." He said pointing to GSMY, but then he got louder so everyone could hear him, "Maybe you guys should rest for a while. I feel fine, because I already took a nap. I can stay up and warn you if anything comes. I know it may be hard to do, but the rest would do you all good. You may calm down a little... And it might help us crack the safe."

Everyone looks at lj... He was right. They were tired... Staying up much longer would start to effect all of their actions... They would be easy prey. But being asleep is the easiest pray of all...
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AZ-
[Status]: Fine {Slightly Bruised Chest, Weary}
[Equip]: Modified Handgun (15/15)
[Items]: $500, Starter Kit, Clip (14/15), Green Herbs x2, Heavy Cross

Tidus-
[Status]: Fine {Weary}
[Equipped]: Shotgun (4/7)
[Items]: Shotgun Shells (7/7), Video Tape, Blank yellow book

CC-
[Status]: Fine {Weary}
[Equipped]: Crossbow
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, Yellow Plug, Patron's Diary, Quiver(4/4), Circular Crank, Fire Emblem, Lighter

GSMY-
[Status]: Fine {Weary}
[Equipped]: Shovel
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, First Aid Kit, Hidden Note

MF-
[Status]: Fine {Weary}
[Equipped]: Handgun (6/15)
[Items]: {Jacket Item- Bar Office Key}, Starter Kit, Top of Safe combo, Empty Flashlight

lj-
[Status]: Fine
[Equipped]: Nothing
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, UT Letter, log book, Warehouse Office Key, Charlie's Journal

NES-
[Status]: Fine {Weary}
[Equipped]: Rusty Axe
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, Self Defense Grenade(2)
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*Tries to wrap his mind around GSMY's ranting.. thinking he's finally snapped.. awaiting CC's response, he looks into Room 001 seeing MF grinning from ear to ear.. the safe has been unlocked! Making his way into the room after those already before him, he registers his fingerprint, and collects his compartment's contents.. stifling a yawn, he heads over to one of the long couches, and pulls the cushions off the back.. opening up much more space than normally present.. he then props one of the cushions against the armrest, as a makeshift pillow..*

"Good idea, LJ.. I could use an hour or two of rest.. I'm feeling a bit weary all of a sudden.."


*As the others jabber back and forth in Room 001, he lies back on the couch.. pressing back far enough that there is enough room left for one other person.. albeit, a smaller person.. he casts a glance over to Rachel, watching her absently pocketing the lighter he gave her a moment ago.. he then stifles another yawn, stretches deeply, and relaxes..*

"Wake me if anything develops, LJ.. or if you feel a tad weary your..sel...z.." (-_-)

[Status]: Fine {Slightly Bruised Chest, Asleep}
[Equip]: Modified Handgun (15/15)
[Items]: $500, Starter Kit, Clip (14/15), Green Herbs x2, Heavy Cross, AZ Compartment Room 001 Safe Contents
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awsome the safe is open??? uts his finger print for his compartment and look at what is inside............
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i like chicken:) and....................RESIDENT EVIL!!!

As I spin the last number on the dial into place, I hear an enormous clicking sound, followed by the huge door of the safe automatically opening. "SUCCESS! Everyone, the safe is unlocked!"

The others run in, and quickly see that inside the safe are 16 individualized compartments, each with a small touch screen on the front, with the researcher's names attached. Quickly finding my own name, I register my thumbprint.

When it opens, I am estactic with the loot that has been found. "Kinda like Christmas, eh Tidus? Except that there are monsters running around." Hearing no laughs, I remind myself that I am really not that funny.

"Ok, the safe is open, we got our gear. Now, I told the others that I would get them when we got our gear. I intend to keep that promise, but I really don't want to go it alone. Who's coming with me?"

Seeing AZ pass out on the couch, and lj having...problems... I decide to ask NES, and Tidus if they want to come with. "Ok, we can't leave people alone. Perhaps CC and GSYM should wait here and watch over those resting, while the three of us go to the hospital to help the others. I know it will be dangerous...." I recall the Karter note from earlier. "..but we need the others to get into their individual compartment. It's our only hope of getting out of here."

"Or, if we want to wait here, perhaps we should try to find the key to Room 002, to get back into the bar, and see about Evan. What's everyone's opinion?"

While going over my items, and dropping the SAFE COMBO in the box, I await their response....

Status: Fine
Equipped: Handgun (6/15)
Items: (Jacket - Bar Key), Starter kit
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There's more to life than video games! Like television!

Also, I have the empty flashlight.

ITEMS: (Jacket - Bar Office Key), Starter Kit, Empty Flashlight
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There's more to life than video games! Like television!

GSMY walked into the safe room passing the many strange faces. He looked at all the names finding his last name he scanned his print. ERROR........ he scanned it again.......ERROR. One last time he scanned it.... ERROR. Sighing he could feel the eyes of somebody on him(MF and NES) they held a gun and a rustied old axe.

Ivan walked over to the couch seeing the stern guy with the modifed gun. There was enough room on the couch for one more with the girl he couldn't quite place a name with. A chill ran up his spine. He walked up into the source of the chill, a broken window on the second floor. He walked back down and sat down between the stern man and a young lady. Ivan placed his lab coat over the young girl.

"Can you tell me whats going on here?"

The young lady mumbled something and tired to go to sleep. Soon so did Ivan sleep with the shovel next to his face not knowing why he was scared.
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What do you want here something witty? **** you I ain't that smart.

Question: When did the safe open?


8
59
7
15
3
24

*When I entered the combo I waited patiently to see if it would open.*

"MF, since I'm such an intelligent being I thought I'd show off by giving the exact square root of 8+15+3+24."
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The Village is over-run with strange monsters. Whats worse is there is a nemesis chasing us every step of the way. I will still survive the village!

Tidus, MF put in the correct combination after I closed out the update, so it is going to be on this one today. I just acknowledged the fact that MF put in the right combo... Which was:

"8, 59, 7, 15, 6, 20."

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With the safe open, she now had a new found respect for the researcher. While she hadn’t actually seen any notes relevant to it, she knew that from the other’s reactions and earlier comments, added unto the fact that she was far from that of a mathematician, the safe was probably a conundrum imbedded within a riddle tucked inside a puzzle wrapped neatly inside an enigma. After most of the talk died down, she listened to Mf’s suggestion, petitioning others about him too meet with the others at the hospital. While she would have agreed to the plan, it left her standing guard when she clearly was tired, and would possibly result in her accuracy with the unfamiliar weapon degrading even more.

“Better idea, MF. I’ll…” She trailed off briefly, thinking it unfair to suggest others go when she was better armed. “…follow you.” The words surprised her slightly. “They others look like they need the sleep more, anyway.” She lied. “Besides, how could anyone sleep with that racket?” As if on cue, a plethora of sounds pertaining to the scratching of claws and battering of hands emanated from behind the wooden door, yet it was surprisingly resilient. She simply shook her head in annoyance; so long as she didn’t visualize him, and was surrounded by the living, the noise was promoting a headache rather than fear in her. “Now, care to suggest how we can avoid our rather persistent doorman?”

She sat down, and GSMY, who had possibly succumb to stress with little or no warnings and, apparently, lost his memory now gave her his coat before she could refuse. Ah well, it was a nice gesture. "Can you tell me what’s going on here?" He asked, genuinely confused.

She wasn’t quite sure herself, but she slowly assembled her thoughts and spoke in a calm manner. “We’ve all been hired for various researching activities. Unfortunately, our employers conveniently forgot to mention the risks involved.” She thought a bit longer, specifically leaving out various notes concerning the monstrosities stalking the place. “At the door right now is a researcher, much like yourself, who is, I think, suffering from a psychosis, and as such, it’s inspired cannibalism in him. We’re trying to figure out how to approach the situation.” She stopped. If she explained what little she knew, it would sound probably like she was the one suffering from a mental disorder.

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Aw, fudge. I was hoping I’d be able to jump Troy right off the bat. But as soon as I left the Doc’s office a barrel in the face greeted me.

Damn him.

I raised my arms up, afraid he was going to blast me then and there. But he didn’t. He aimed back at the ER. Why? What was in there?

Whatever it was, it had spooked Key and Seymour. They told Troy to handle whatever was in there, so I bided my time. For now.

Holy crap! 3 zombies flew out from the ER! They weren’t gonna take another tasty bite out of me! I backpedaled fast, raising Mr. Stabby just in case. But Troy opened fire in the lot of them, actually shooting the one tried to attack Key and Seymour before dealing with the one coming at him.

Odd…

"Bet you guys sure are happy to have me around! Can't run, but I can shoot,” he gloated.

I rolled my eyes. What a goon.

"Let me ask you something Troy..." I began while walking towards Troy, "How many bullets do you have left?"

"Well... Three bullets, or one burst in the left one and Six bullets, or two bursts in the right one... But why?"

"Well... Because I want the one with the most bullets,” I point out, a wicked glint in my eyes. And that’s when I let him have it from my new friend Mr. Shocky.

He jerks from the voltage, and drops like a sack of potatoes. I can’t help but grin. And now it was time to take them. But…I feel a little guilty. He did attack the zombies coming after Natus and Key before his own.

But then what the hell?! Why didn’t he do that earlier?

Feeling somewhat bad about zapping him, I left him one of the Sams. But I needed a holster for mine, so I pilfered one off of him, donned it, and put my NEW friend, Mr…uh, Shooty (okay, just Sam, then) into it.

I returned the Sam I’d left for Troy to his holster. Then confronted my allies.

"What? You can't honestly tell me that you guys trusted him..." I muttered.

Feeling the cool metal of the gun gave me a new sense of safety. A gun. Freaking finally!

Ol’ Seymour wasn’t too pleased at what I’d just done. "Well, he just saved our asses. And he saved Key's ass AND my ass before he even thought about saving his. He saved us from a licker, and he's injured. To top it all off he was abandoned by the people who he thought were his friends..."

"I think that means Yes, we do trust him."

(cont'd)

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It's a turkey, stuffed with a duck, stuffed with a chicken!
- About my user name

“Unbelievable,” I scoff. “Well, I’m sure as hell not his friend.” I tried to explain my actions. "Look. I need a gun. Mr. Stabby isn't gonna cut it forever, and Mr. Pompous wasn't going to give one up freely. Drastic Times, Drastic Measures. All I did was knock him out. He'll be perfectly fine when he wakes up, and I left him a gun. I think I'm being more then fair. MORE then fair, alright? You guys should head into the emergency room and tear that place apart. Steve is still dying... I'll stay here with our sleepy friend until he wakes up."

Didn’t work. They were pretty pissed at me. Too bad. I was sick of the kid gloves, anyway. I’ll help the people I trust. Those I don’t can kiss off.

Natus and Key went to the ER while I watched over sleepy Troy. I reasoned he could have used the nap. I did him a favor. Right? Right?

I looked at Troy’s prone body. I couldn’t help but think he’d shoot me when he came to. Should I take the other Sam?

I figured I’d better. I really couldn’t trust Troy now, now that I zapped him. I was sure he fire on me the first chance he got. And if he shot me, well…game over. I could trust myself. I know I wouldn’t shoot my companions, but him? Screw him. I reached down to snatch it, and the other holster.

[Status]: Okay {Weary}
[Equipped]: 'Mr. Stabby', Stun Gun ‘Mr. Shocky’ (Def. Item, 50% Battery)
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, Crumpled Paper, Encrypted Note, Voice Memo Recorder, Water Emblem, Samurai Edge (6 shots or 2 bursts)

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It's a turkey, stuffed with a duck, stuffed with a chicken!
- About my user name

And... I'm closing us out for today.

...I lost a bet, and that is why I have this sig... Don't ask.
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FFII > FFVIII > FFX > FFV > FFVI > FFIV > FFX-2 > FFXI > FFIX > FFIII > FFI > FFVII plus FF:MQ > FFVII

hey ff could u please tell me what is in my compatment it the safe thanks man this is kikin bum lol
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i like chicken:) and....................RESIDENT EVIL!!!

<OOC>I'm sorry once again Dragon. It's impossible for me to post before your updates begin. I don't know what this means, but I thought it was best to let you know.</OOC>

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Nate snapped to attention, his surroundings coming very slowly into focus, and the memories of the dire situation he was in flooded back to him. As he came to, he realized what had awoken him from his very short slumber had been a series of gunshots, which continued as he tried to comprehend what was happening.

When it finally clicked, he shot up off the couch, leaving the note on the couch without realizing it, and nearly stepping on the dead body. Stumbling to avoid the creature, he looked back for a brief second as he recalled the emotions that had flooded his mind just minutes earlier, before continuing on to the source of the noise.

His mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, none of which he could condense into anything rational. Everything was a blur, his head ached, his body was drained... he could hardly stand up.

Gripping his bat with one hand, he pushed the doors of the waiting room open with the others, and continued dazedly on towards the noise. As he turned a corner, he bumped his shoulder hard into it accidentally. It hurt pretty badly, and he stumbled back, shaking his head to in a vain attempt to clear it.

Realizing how relaxing his very short nap had been, he dearly wished it hadn't been interrupted. He grew a bit cranky at whoever had woken him, not realizing that whoever had fired those shots must be in a dire situation. Maybe death wasn't such an unwelcome alternative, he thought to himself. Nobody could wake him up, and he'd finally be out of this nightmare.

His head was not clear enough to shake off this morbid consideration, nor reconsider his anger at whoever had woken him. He stormed into the room the other four were in, his mind in a total daze, and his bat hanging limply from his hand. He was about to yell at the others for waking him up, though he had no idea what he was going to say (nor did he even consider it), when he saw the dead bodies, he looked back up at the others with a look of confusion and, more than anything, a look of dazed hysteria.

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Following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been.
We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been.

(crap i havent been here all day hope this gets in)
*looks at tur anger*

"WHAT THE **** is your problem the guy saves both re lifes and you hit him and take his gun he might be kind of an ass but your being a bigger ass"

*stands face to face with tur*

"i havent done much this hole time i havent complained a lot but this is going to fare"

*be for tur can say a word i take the gun out of its holder*

"this is troys and he gets it"

*i walk in the ER grab the herbs and get troy up and go to the OR*

"he saved my life before thinking of his own theres no way im leting you do this to him"

[status]fine angry
[iequip]steel pipe
[items]starter kit 100$
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Welcome to Raccoon City one hell of a town

(wow typed that fst lots of miss spelled words)
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Welcome to Raccoon City one hell of a town

hearing the commotion in room 001 lj thinks about going to check it out. But seeing Az and GSMY laying on the couch he decides to hold it off and stay true to his word of playing guard while they rested. lj sits in a chair across from where AZ and GSMY laid. He pulls out his note pad and pen and begins writing notes.

lj-
[Status]: Fine
[Equipped]: Nothing
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, UT Letter, log book, Warehouse Office Key, Charlie's Journal
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President is Bush, vice president is Dick, so a whole lot of ******* is what we gonna get- Talib Kweli

*Going into the ER at last, I examine the surrounding area...*
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"It's coming...It's not going to stop...it'll never stop...it's coming for us...It's coming to kill us..."

Oh?

*With the safe now open I open my compartment and take what is in it.*

"Ok now what guys?"
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The Village is over-run with strange monsters. Whats worse is there is a nemesis chasing us every step of the way. I will still survive the village!

To my comrades at the inn, after we have all gathered our material from the safe...

"I think we have two choices. One, we can try and find the key to Room 002, which will let us into the bar. That way, we can check on Evan, and see what he has in the fridge and his office.

Or two, we can head out to the hospital, get the others, and bring them back here so they can get their gear."

Status: Fine
Equipped: Handgun (6/15)
Items: (Jacket - Bar Office Key), Starter kit, Empty Flashlight

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There's more to life than video games! Like television!

Alright. Here we go. I'm back and STV is back in action. The update will be up by 12:00 GFaqs time, or I give you all my address and you can send explosives to me. Now that's a guarantee.
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*recieves FFDragon's address*

HEY YOU DON'T LIVE AT THE WHITE HOUSE!
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What do you want here something witty? **** you I ain't that smart.

CC, if your comment about 'conundrum imbedded within a riddle tucked inside a puzzle wrapped neatly inside an enigma' was a "Waiting for Godot" reference... I <3 you so much. If you did it accidently or weren't referencing WfG, I still <3 you, but wish you were talking about "Waiting for Godot." Beckett is one of my favorite authors... Ahem... What am I doing? Oh yes, the update:


The Inn- MF stands in front to the safe... dazed out of his mind... Sleep deprivation was getting to him... His vision was blurred, but that only made him more determined to get into the safe. He had already unlocked the use of the dial by being 'elite' but he could not get the dial combination for the life of him... And none of the others had any success with the combination either... It was actually beginning to piss off the room full of weary researchers. And GSMY wasn't looking too good at all. He didn't even respond to his own name, didn't know the names of anyone around him, and didn't remember anything that had taken place in the past 15 or so hours. MF turned away from the safe, and sat down on the lone chair, thoughts racing in and out of his head. Tidus tried his hand at the safe, but failed as well. Things were beginning to look hopeless, but then MF pulled out the safe clues one last time, in the hopes that something would finally click...

"Okay... '1st #: Squall and Rinoa headline this epic adventure.' Those are the main characters from Final Fantasy VIII... So the first number HAS to be 8."

MF jots down this information in his notebook...

"Next we have... '2nd #: The highest prime number the dial can handle.' That's pretty obvious. On a dial that goes up to sixty, 59 is the highest prime number that can be put into it... Yep, definitely 59."

He scrawls down the number fifty nine next to the number 8.

"I can't figure out the third number out just yet, so I'll move onto the fourth one. Alright, '4th #: Assuming the control sick as one button, the total number of pushable buttons on an N64 Controller.' L, R, Z, A, B, Start, C-Up, C-Down, C-Left, C-Right, D-Up, D-Down, D-Left, D-Right, and the Control Stick... That's what? 15? Yeah... 15 pushable buttons."

MF leaves a space for the third number and scratches down the fourth number to the combination.

"I don't get this one... '5th #: (Pieces of the Triforce)!' Why is he excited about this? Pieces of the Triforce? ...Zelda right? Has to be. Wasn't it 8? No, that was shards... Wait a minute. Power, Wisdom, Courage... Three pieces of the Triforce! So the fifth number has to be 3."

MF goes to write this number down this number, but stops as his pen touches the paper...
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"No... There has to be some reason why Charlie put an exclamation point on the end of this clue... He said that the person who made this safe was obsessed with Video Games and Math. ...Math... Is an exclamation point a mathematical symbol? Oh yeah! It is! It's the factorial symbol! How could I have forgotten?! So, if it is '(Pieces of the Triforce)!' then it is 3!, or three factorial... 3*2*1 is... Six. The fifth number is 6. That bastard was pretty tricky with this one..."

So MF touches his pen to his notebook and adds the fifth number to the combination.

"Alright, number six. '6th #: (#1 * #4)/(#5)' (8*15)/6. 8 multiplied by 15 is 120. 120 divided by 6 is 20. That was easy enough."

MF scratches down the last number to the safe and rises to his feet. He promptly sits back down though when he realizes that he still has to figure out the third number. MF grumbles at this task, but undertakes it nonetheless.

"Come you son of a *****... '3rd #: sqrt(#1 + #4 + #5 +#6)' square root(8+15+6+20)... The Square Root of 49. Alright... That's seven. Seven times seven is Forty Nine, so yep, that has to be it... 49 it is."

MF fills in the third number and smiles. Everything worked out perfectly this time. This HAD to be the right combination... It had to be... MF got up from his seat and walked over to the dial where Tidus was. Without so much as a word, MF bumps Tidus away from the dial and spins it a few times to the right to reset the dial. Tidus glares at MF, but leaves the room without further incident. With a quick prayer, He puts in the first number: 8. He spins the dial left until it lands on 59. Turning right again, he stops on 7. Going back to the left, MF hits number 15. Going right, he stops on 6. With his fingers crossed, MF turns the dial one last time to the left... stoping on number 20. For a few seconds nothing happens... but then the sound of four large bolts sliding back raises the spirits of MF. The safe door jars open and MF pulls it back, his heart racing. It takes almost all of his strength to pull back the extremely heavy door, and MF honestly believed that he wouldn't be able to do it. Getting it open enough to walk in, MF does just that and is amazed at what he sees. There are electrical lights built into this walk-in safe, and the brightness of them is absurd. MF shields his eyes and looks around the safe... There are some thirty locker sized compartments to this safe, each with a fingerprint identifier and touch screen next to them. MF is almost doing backflips when he finds the screen that is lit up with his name. But instead of heading right to it, MF runs out of the safe, practically screaming at the top of his lungs...

"SUCCESS!! Guys! Guys, you are not going to believe this!! I am so badass! I got the safe open! We can finally see what is in this thing!! It's huge! Bright as hell... but HUGE! I don't know what Karter had left for us in there before everything went down in this place... but I'm damn sure I want to find out!! Come on!" He screams out to everyone within earshot
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"You can't be serious!" Tidus turns and gawks at the open safe, "YOU got it open?! Impossible!"

"Shut up Tidus!!" AZ snaps back, "What's wrong with MF getting it open? You couldn't!"

"I for one, am just happy that it is open. MF just gets bonus points in my book for being the smartest of our group..." lj says somewhat quietly

"This is just the oppurtunity we need." CC adds

"Wahoo! The safe is open!!" NES feels the need to yell

"...Wait... What's in the safe?" GSMY says, still somewhat out of it... "Could someone please tell me whats going on here?"

CC comes over and sits down next to GSMY. GSMY in turn gives CC his jacket, as it was a bit chilly in the Inn. "I'll stay with him for now, you guys go get your things from the safe."

AZ, lj, and NES nod to her and head into Room 001. Tidus was already in there, having little regard for GSMY's condition.

CC tries to smile at GSMY, but she is generally concered for his condition, and it shows on her face. She wasn’t quite sure herself, but she slowly assembled her thoughts and spoke in a calm manner. "We’ve all been hired for various researching activities. Unfortunately, our employers conveniently forgot to mention the risks involved." CC paused, trying to detail as much as she could, but also trying not to frighten the already unstable GSMY.

"At the door right now is a researcher, much like yourself, who is, I think, suffering from a psychosis, and as such, it’s inspired cannibalism in him. We’re trying to figure out how to approach the situation." She stopped again. If she explained what little she knew, it would sound probably like she was the one suffering from a mental disorder. So she stopped, and awaited GSMY's reaction...

"What? ...That's not possible... My brother is still trying to get me a job as a researcher... I can't be a researcher. I- I'm so confused." GSMY almost begins to cry

"Perhaps you should just try and get some rest." lj suggested, "You'll probably feel a little better after a nap. Don't worry, I'll stay up and watch over you guys. I already took my nap. You too CC... It'll be good for you."

"I don't know..." She began, but then realized the weight of her eyelids... A nap, even a short one, would be sure to regenerate her. GSMY had already curled up on one side of the couch, clutching his shovel. He was already fast asleep. The stress had really gotten to him. CC looked from him, back to lj and smiled. She knew she was tired, and she trusted lj' word, so she too closed her eyes and tried to ease her mind long enough to fall asleep.
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In the safe, MF, AZ, Tidus, and NES all look around. From the lights to the intricate inner workings of the safe, this was an impressive piece of machinery... There's no doubt that this thing had to have costed at least a million dollars. Whatever was being kept in here was worth that cost. The four men scanned all of the screens, looking at the names on them. There were of course 15 screens relating to the incoming researchers. Those screens belonged to Tur, Natus, lj, GSMY, AZ, NES, MF, CC, Tidus, Key, Nate... and the now deceased Hunu, Bravo, Xanitos, and biolink. There were supposed to be 16 researchers, but had one backed out. They never learned that person's name... 5 of the screens were registered to Karter, and 3 each were registered to Wilder and Martin. The final 4 screens had no name labeled on them... Just the word 'Classified.' ...Classified? Weird... It was quite clear by the placement of compartments that Karter's sections were permanent fixtures in the safe. All of the others seemed to be rotated frequently, supposedly if there is some case sensitive research, or things that need to be kept safe. Also, all of the new researchers equipment are stored in the safe until their arrival and processing, to avoid tampering and theft. A smart idea to say the least. MF heads over the the compartment with his name and registers his fingerprint. After a few moments, the screen beeps three times and the word 'Confirmed' appears on the screen. The compartment slides back and MF is more then happy to look inside...

"Kinda like Christmas, eh Tidus? Except that there are monsters running around." MF jokes

No one laughs. MF feels the piercing look of the other three men and decides that it would be best just to leave things like that. He may have been the one to open the safe, but that didn't exempt him from comments like that. MF turns back towards his compartment and looks inside. The first thing that catches his eye is an Umbrella T-Shirt with his name on it hanging from a hook. It is quite spiffy to say the least. On a shelf below that is #a box of Shotgun shells#, and #a key#. Oddly though... there are no keycards... But why? That is what this safe was supposed to be securing... MF takes all of his items, and wanders back out into the main hall... confused as hell.

AZ heads over to his screen and registers his fingerprint. After a few seconds of waiting, AZ gets the 'Confirmed' screen and his compartment door slides open. Looking inside, AZ sees his Umbrella T-Shirt hanging from a hook, and on the shelf below it he sees three things... #A computer circuit#, #a survival knife#... and a #Pepperidge Farm Mint Milano Cookie#... A cookie, circuit, and knife? Not what AZ was expecting... He takes his bounty though, and exits the room... Although odd, he was sure that these items would become useful... Except for the cookie... That would just be tasty.

NES stares at his screen for a few moments, before placing his finger on the scanner. In a few seconds his compartment door slides back, and 'Confirmed' flashes on his screen. He smiles as he looks inside. There is an Umbrella Shirt with his name on it hanging from a hook. On the shelf below it, NES finds #a first-aid spray# and #a Red Gemstone#. Thinking this to be odd, but not wanting to take chances, NES grabs his items and leaves the room to ponder their meaning.
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Finally, with everyone else gone, Tidus tries his fingerprint on Hunu's compartment. After a few seconds, the screen flashes red with 'ERROR.' Tidus curses under his breath and heads over to his own compartment and registers his print. 'Confirmed' flashes across the screen and his compartment door slides back. Tidus eagerly scans his compartment, seeing the Umbrella shirt embrodered with his name. Under that on a shelf he finds #a handgun clip# and #a green/red herb mixture#. Tidus is pissed at the lack of keycards, but he snatches up his items and heads back into the main room, fuming...

"Where the HELL are my keycards?!!" He screams, nearly awakening GSMY and CC

"I've been thinking about Charlie's journal. He said Karter went into the safe after the Village began to take a turn for the worst." AZ starts off "He also said that he left with a stack of plastic cards... Those had to have been our cards... He also said that Karter's print unlocked all of our compartments, which leads me to believe..."

"...that he took out things from all of our compartments, and stored things of his in ours. He ran out of room in his compartments..." lj finishes

"He never expected us to be able to get into that safe..." MF adds, "He had Charlie protect the key to the room as that beast, and even if we did get the key from him... Karter never would have expected us to get past the safe combination..."

"And there was no time for him to pull our prints off of the computer..." AZ continues, "Which means that everything he left in those compartments is important for a reason. We should be grateful for every piece of information we can gather from these items... They could save our lives..."

Everyone's head was spinning... No one knew what to do...

"I think we have two choices now. One, we can try and find the key to Room 002, which will let us into the bar. That way, we can check on Evan, and see what he has in the fridge and his office." MF suggests, "Or two, we can head out to the hospital, get the others, and bring them back here so they can get their gear. If every item from the safe had a purpose for Karter, then we're going to need every one of them to open up their compartments. Just be looking at you guys I see that we've gotten healing items and ammo..."

"Bastard must've taken all the good weapons though..." Tidus sneers

"Maybe you guys should rest for a while first. I feel fine I can stay up and warn you if anything comes. I know it may be hard to do, but the rest would do you all good. Then we can figure out what to do..." lj offers, "CC and GSMY have already taken up my offer... You guys should seriously think about it."

"Good idea, lj... I could use an hour or two of rest. I'm feeling a bit weary all of a sudden. Wake me if anything develops, lj... Or if you feel a tad weary your... sel... zzzzzz..." AZ falls asleep like that.

Tidus, MF, and NES stare back at lj... Was it safe to sleep at a time like this? ...It was beginning to get hard to stay awake...
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AZ-
[Status]: Fine {Healed, Asleep}
[Equip]: Modified Handgun (15/15)
[Items]: $500, Starter Kit, Clip (14/15), Green Herbs x2, Heavy Cross, Computer Cicuit, Survival Knife, Cookie

Tidus-
[Status]: Fine {Tired}
[Equipped]: Shotgun (4/7)
[Items]: Shotgun Shells (7/7), Video Tape, Blank yellow book, Handgun Clip(15/15), Red/Green Herb Mix

CC-
[Status]: Fine {Asleep}
[Equipped]: Crossbow
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, Yellow Plug, Patron's Diary, Quiver(4/4), Circular Crank, Fire Emblem, Lighter

GSMY-
[Status]: Fine {Asleep}
[Equipped]: Shovel
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, First Aid Kit, Hidden Note

MF-
[Status]: Fine {Tired}
[Equipped]: Handgun (6/15)
[Items]: {Jacket Item- Bar Office Key}, Starter Kit, Empty Flashlight, Shotgun Shells(7/7), Key

lj-
[Status]: Fine
[Equipped]: Nothing
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, UT Letter, log book, Warehouse Office Key, Charlie's Journal

NES-
[Status]: Fine {Tired}
[Equipped]: Rusty Axe
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, Self Defense Grenade(2), First Aid Spray, Red Gemstone

Hospital- Tur finshes equiping his holster and likes the look of his new firearm. Natus heads into the ER, but Key, who hadn't even looked at Tur since the incident, suddenly turned around and glared straight into the eyes of Tur... Tur knew that Key wasn't his biggest fan right now, and that was expected. Tur wanted to pick up the other Samurai Edge, because he didn't trust Troy in the slightest. He knew that as soon as Troy woke up that he was going to shoot him. That wasn't going to be cool. I mean, Tur had zapped him pretty good, so he wasn't going to be happy when he woke up. Tur bent over to relieve Troy of his other SE when he was met with a sharp whack to the hand by a steel pipe. Tur jumps back and shakes his hand in pain. Key is standing there eye to eye with Tur, gripping the pipe in an aggressive manner...

"WHAT THE **** is your problem, Tur?! The guy saves both our lives and you stun him and steal his gun?! He might be kind of an ass, but your being a bigger ass then he ever was!!" Key screams, "I haven't done much this whole time, and I haven't complained a whole lot, but this is going to be fair..."

Key reaches down to Troy's side and grabs a hold of the SE...

"This is Troy's and he gets it..." Key says with with a stern and forceful tone

"Don't do this Key... Please don't..." Tur says while raising Mr. Shocky, "I like you, and you've been a great help so far, but there are some things that have to be done, and some gut fealings that have to be acknowledged. I don't trust Troy for an instant... I can trust myself. I know I won’t shoot my companions, but Troy? Screw him, he's already shown aggression towards us in the OR."

"He saved my life!!" Key screams back, still leaning over Troy's downed body
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"Key... Trust me... I don't want to hurt you. But you are in far too emotional state to be wielding a firearm..."

"Trust me, Tur... You are being far too much of a jackass to be wielding a firearm."

Tur raises Mr. Shocky and Key stands up, gripping his pipe. From around the corner, a very dazed and confused Nate comes into the picture rubbing his shoulder and dragging his bat. He looks at the bodies on the ground, and Key and Tur in a stand off... What had happened? What was going on?!

"Just step back Key..." Tur said through clenched teeth

"We don't have time for this Tur. Steve's dying. Just leave Troy his gun and we'll all be fine. Troy saved my life before thinking of his own, so there's no way I'm leting you do this to him..." Key said, with a drop of sweat running down his face

You could cut the tension with a knife... Either someone was going to have to back off... Or someone was going to have to be knocked out. Negotiations were still possible... but the scene was getting more hostile by the minute...

Nate-
[Status] Fine
[Equip] Aluminum Baseball bat, Dagger (Def. Item)
[Items] Starter Set, $500, 'LT:E' Key

Tur-
[Status]: Okay {Tired}
[Equipped]: 'Mr. Stabby', Stun Gun(Def. Item, 50% Battety)
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, Crumpled Paper, Encrypted Note, Voice Memo Recorder, Water Emblem, Samurai Edge

Key-
[Status]: Fine {Tired}
[Equipped]: Steel pipe
[Items]: Starter Kit, $100


Seymour Natus- Natus enters the Emergency Room and looks around. Blood covers everything, floor to celing. Pieces of flesh hang from random areas of the room, and the smell is overwhelming... Natus gags once, but restrains himself from vomiting. Now was not the time... Steve had to be saved. A glint of light catches Natus' eye, and he sees a #tray of herbs# in the back of the room. Also in the room were #a pair of crutches# and #a cabinet# on the back wall. A #operating table# was covered with a sheet that was stained with blood, and hanging on the wall by a pushpin was a #blood spattered note#. Taking all of this in, Natus was beginning to get dizzy... Partailly from lack of sleep, but mostly from the gruesome sight around him. It was best for him to grab what he needed now and come back later when he had a clearer head. Natus braces himself on the door frame and starts to dry heave...

"What have I gotten myself in too...?" He whispers

[Status]: Fine {Tired}
[Equipped]: Self Defense Magnum (2/2)
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500
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(I might as well make my post here. A LITTLE room left.)

Key certainly wasn’t thrilled over what’d I’d just done. Bah. To hell with him. He didn’t seem to realize Troy-boy was NOT our ally.

Forget him. I was taking that second Sam. A part of me wanted to, but I just could not trust Troy with it, after my actions. He’d pop me, I was sure.

Ah…so sweet. A second Sam for me! Out of the hands of that punkass Troy. I reached for it eagerly…

OW! Son of a *****!!!!!! What the ****?!?!?!?

Key smacked my hand with his god damned pipe! That hurt!

Seething, I rubbed my sore hand. Key looked really pissed.

"WHAT THE **** is your problem, Tur?! The guy saves both our lives and you stun him and steal his gun?! He might be kind of an ass, but your being a bigger ass then he ever was!! I haven't done much this whole time, and I haven't complained a whole lot, but this is going to be fair..."

Then he returned Troy’s gun to his person. The fool! His attacking me made me quite furious. Between the events of the village, being bit, sleep-deprived, and now him hitting me, I was seriously unstable. A logical part of myself, far back in my brain, tried to calm the rest of me down, but it wouldn’t take…

"This is Troy's and he gets it..."

I uttered, in a low voice, "Don't do this Key... Please don't...” I raised Mr. Shocky to help point out what would happen to him if he did not cease and desist. "I like you, and you've been a great help so far, but there are some things that have to be done, and some gut feelings that have to be acknowledged. I don't trust Troy for an instant... I can trust myself. I know I won’t shoot my companions, but Troy? Screw him, he's already shown aggression towards us in the OR."

Key, crouched over the still form of Troy, snapped back, "He saved my life!!"

Because he needs us alive to use us…

"Key... Trust me... I don't want to hurt you. But you are in far too emotional state to be wielding a firearm..." I rasped, my eyes narrow, my tone confrontational. Another part of me, clearly a violent part, wanted Key to attack. After he did to me what he did, I really wanted to harm him. A lot.

"Trust me, Tur... You are being far too much of a jackass to be wielding a firearm."

“Comments like that will only get you an introduction to my pal Shocky.” Even in my borderline insanity, I tried to make a slight joke.

(cont'd)

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It's a turkey, stuffed with a duck, stuffed with a chicken!
- About my user name

The two of us stared each other down still, me with the stun gun, Key with his pipe. Was he insane as well? I readied good ole Mr. Stabby with my other hand, a crazed look focused on Key. My enemy. My nemesis. My prey. My victim…

My peripheral vision caught Nate sleepily stumbling into the area. I paid him no mind. Key was standing between me and that gun, and keeping it from Troy’s backstabbing hands, and that was bad news for him.

One last chance. That was all I would give him. "Just step back Key..." I snarled.

Key wouldn’t budge. Damn him. "We don't have time for this Tur. Steve's dying. Just leave Troy his gun and we'll all be fine. Troy saved my life before thinking of his own, so there's no way I'm letting you do this to him..."

“SO GO FIND SOMETHING FOR HIM!!!” I screamed. “You’re wasting time here with me! I gotta watch over sleepyhead here now, anyway! Stop ****ing around with me and go into the ER and help Seymour look around, damn it!”

And that was it for me. I took a step back, let Mr. Stabby clatter to the floor, and drew my Sam, aiming it right at Key. “Get your god damn ass into the ER now…” I ordered. “I’m taking that other gun. Troy is not trustworthy! Do not make me shoot you, Key! Get in there, help Natus, and I’ll be taking this other Sam.” I barely noticed I’d practically repeated the same thing twice.

The logical part of my mind was amused that not even 15 minutes ago I’d been saying how I wouldn’t shoot my companions.

Would I now, if Key refused to do as I said and came at me? Even I didn’t know for sure, but in my current state it was probably a safe bet…

I just hoped he’d do as I told him.

[Status]: Okay {Tired, Semi-crazy}
[Equipped]: Samurai Edge, Stun Gun (Def. Item, 50% Battety)
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, Crumpled Paper, Encrypted Note, Voice Memo Recorder, Water Emblem, 'Mr. Stabby' (basically in my items. I’ll reclaim him at my first opportunity)

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It's a turkey, stuffed with a duck, stuffed with a chicken!
- About my user name

*I go up to MF.*

"MF I can't help but notice those shotgun shells. Can I have them since they are more useful to me? I will trade this handgun clip for it. This way we both get something useful."

*I wait for MF's reply.*

"By the way shouldn't you check out that key you got there? Then we can head for where ever the key belongs to. Who knows we might find the key to room 002 there."

*My stomach grumbles."

"Hey AZ, if your not gonna eat that cookie could I have it?"

*I think to myself*

(Why would there be a cookie in a safe!? I think there may be something in that cookie that could be useful. That b****** won't just give me the cookie. Maybe I could help him out in the pool room. He gives me something that could be valuable and I watch his back. Perfect deal. Just gotta see if the b**** will give me the cookie.)

Staus:Fine, sneaky as always
Equip:Shotgun (4/7)
Items:Shotgun shells (?/?), Handgun clip?, Video tape, blank yellow book
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The Village is over-run with strange monsters. Whats worse is there is a nemesis chasing us every step of the way. I will still survive the village!

*Eeire music fills the hall*

End of Part I

Please proceed to Part II.
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PepsiPlunge is the CM Punk to my Chris Hero.