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Survive the Village: Part II
From: FFDragon
| Posted: 9/10/2004 10:51:18 PM | Message Detail
The Judge is loose... The safe is open... Minds are shattering, and loyalties are already fractured. The Unholy Trio were in over their heads, and now they have to cover their tracks... At the expense of the Village itself... 15 walked off that plane, but only 11 remain.
Who will Survive the Village?
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PepsiPlunge is the CM Punk to my Chris Hero.
Who will Survive the Village?
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PepsiPlunge is the CM Punk to my Chris Hero.
From: AZPunisher
| Posted: 9/11/2004 1:07:45 AM | Message Detail
*After a few precious minutes of slumber, he is awoken by the most annoying sound he has ever known.. that sound, is the voice of Tidus.. brow furrowing before his eyes even open.. standing from the couch he chose which was apart from the others, he looks right into the beady little eyes belonging to the item-hoarding weasel, and deftly backhands him.. not hard enough to send the waste of flesh clattering to the floor, but definitely hard enough to stagger him a step or two to the side..*
"That.. was for waking me. I'm letting your selfish rudeness remain unchecked for the moment... don't tempt me to indulge myself further.. as for your request, your answer if not only no, but hell no.. Mint Milano Cookies are a delicacy upon themselves.. obviously Karter knows this.. you, on the other hand, do not.. and see it as just another thing to have.. so you can take any type of petty offering that might include your imbecile-equivalent measures of help, and stick them right up your-"
*A particular loud slam against the front door of the Inn draws his attention away from the child, and he leaves him.. without another thought. Knowing he is borderline ready to end everyone else's annoyances and suffering while at the same time making young Tidus no more.. he walks past MF, as he is sure he is going to take up the current offer, even though it is like giving a bar of chocolate to an already spastic & hyper little boy.. settling down in a comfortable seat beside LJ, actually feeling a bit better after that sparing slumber..*
"Go ahead and check your compartment.. I'll keep an eye on these two.. after you return, we'll attempt to wake them after a bit, and possibly move on from here.. first, I have something I want to ask you.. but it can wait until after you see what the scoundrel has stowed away in your portion of the safe.."
[Status]: Fine
[Equip]: Modified Handgun (15/15), Survival Knife (Def. Item)
[Items]: $500, Starter Kit, Clip (14/15), Green Herbs x2, Heavy Cross, Computer Circuit, Cookie
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«« Â.Ž.P.ü.ñ.ï.š.h.ê.r ™ •¯`·._.·•
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"That.. was for waking me. I'm letting your selfish rudeness remain unchecked for the moment... don't tempt me to indulge myself further.. as for your request, your answer if not only no, but hell no.. Mint Milano Cookies are a delicacy upon themselves.. obviously Karter knows this.. you, on the other hand, do not.. and see it as just another thing to have.. so you can take any type of petty offering that might include your imbecile-equivalent measures of help, and stick them right up your-"
*A particular loud slam against the front door of the Inn draws his attention away from the child, and he leaves him.. without another thought. Knowing he is borderline ready to end everyone else's annoyances and suffering while at the same time making young Tidus no more.. he walks past MF, as he is sure he is going to take up the current offer, even though it is like giving a bar of chocolate to an already spastic & hyper little boy.. settling down in a comfortable seat beside LJ, actually feeling a bit better after that sparing slumber..*
"Go ahead and check your compartment.. I'll keep an eye on these two.. after you return, we'll attempt to wake them after a bit, and possibly move on from here.. first, I have something I want to ask you.. but it can wait until after you see what the scoundrel has stowed away in your portion of the safe.."
[Status]: Fine
[Equip]: Modified Handgun (15/15), Survival Knife (Def. Item)
[Items]: $500, Starter Kit, Clip (14/15), Green Herbs x2, Heavy Cross, Computer Circuit, Cookie
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«« Â.Ž.P.ü.ñ.ï.š.h.ê.r ™ •¯`·._.·•
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From: NESisdabest
| Posted: 9/11/2004 3:30:17 AM | Message Detail
i think we should try to get the other peoples compartmant who didnt move from the airstrip open ill bash it with my axe or somthing ---
i like chicken:) and....................RESIDENT EVIL!!!
i like chicken:) and....................RESIDENT EVIL!!!
From: MisterFurious
| Posted: 9/11/2004 5:19:48 AM | Message Detail
After getting the items out of the massive safe, I can't help but feel a little proud of myself, but those feelings quickly fly away after hearing the loud noise outside the front door. "Thank God they didn't install cheap doors in this place...."
"...give you this handgun clip. That way, we both get something helpful." Looking up at Tidus, I realize he is offering a trade. Realizing that, yes, I could use handgun bullets and he could use shotgun shells...
"Sure thing man, no sense in our holding things we don't need." With that, I give him the shotgun shells, and I take the handgun bullets.
After that, I take a closer look at the key that was in my safe. "If this is the key to Room 002, then I think we should go in and kick ass...." As the words slip out of my mouth, suddenly an immense feeling of exhaustion falls over me. Looking at the group, I see others have taken the chance to get some rest. "Guys, I think whatever we do, I will have to lag behind, because I need some rest...."
With that, I make some room on the couch next to CC and GSMY, and I almost immediately pass out....
Status: Fine (asleep)
Equipped: Handgun (6/15)
Items: (Jacket - Bar Office Key), Starter Kit, Empty Flashlight, key, Handgun Bullets (15/15)
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There's more to life than video games! Like television!
"...give you this handgun clip. That way, we both get something helpful." Looking up at Tidus, I realize he is offering a trade. Realizing that, yes, I could use handgun bullets and he could use shotgun shells...
"Sure thing man, no sense in our holding things we don't need." With that, I give him the shotgun shells, and I take the handgun bullets.
After that, I take a closer look at the key that was in my safe. "If this is the key to Room 002, then I think we should go in and kick ass...." As the words slip out of my mouth, suddenly an immense feeling of exhaustion falls over me. Looking at the group, I see others have taken the chance to get some rest. "Guys, I think whatever we do, I will have to lag behind, because I need some rest...."
With that, I make some room on the couch next to CC and GSMY, and I almost immediately pass out....
Status: Fine (asleep)
Equipped: Handgun (6/15)
Items: (Jacket - Bar Office Key), Starter Kit, Empty Flashlight, key, Handgun Bullets (15/15)
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There's more to life than video games! Like television!
From: KeyCard25
| Posted: 9/11/2004 7:31:30 AM | Message Detail
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From: NateDaTater
| Posted: 9/11/2004 7:51:32 AM | Message Detail
As Nate neared the doors of the entrance hall, the sounds of raised voices meets his ears. Registering this as a possible sign of trouble, and remembering the gunshots that woke him earlier, he picked up his pace and barged into the hall.
He was met by the sight of Key and Tur standing over what looked like Troy's dead body, though he didn't have any apparent wounds on him. Rubbing his eyes, he listened to the two of them yell at each other, then realized he had to take action to save them from each other. This was ridiculous!
"Wow, wow, wow!" Nate yelled, stumbling forward. "Stop it! We're all friends here. There's more than enough enemies to go around for each of us for us to be getting on each other."
"Tur... I don't know what you did to him, but I didn't trust Troy either. If he," he pointed at Troy, "had even half a brain, he'd have realized that his actions warranted nothing but suspicion, but you didn't have to... do whatever you did!."
"Key... granted, I don't know what Tur here did to him, and I can understand your frustration at his hostility towards him, but you have to keep a level head. Tur is your ally, whether you like him or not. Killing him lessens your chances of survival, as well. Both of you take a gun, and be sure to watch your back -- if Troy wakes up, he won't be too happy. Four on one aren't good odds though, and I'm sure even this idiot will realize that."
Nate's sleepiness had begun to wear off some, but he still needed to get some real sleep. He noticed Natus in the other room, and before he accompanied him in there, he shot a look of 'you had better compromise or else' at Key and Tur.
He pushed open the doors, and nearly puked at the sight. Natus' heaving didn't help matters much either. He put his free hand over his mouth as he scanned the room, gagging as he did. He noticed the tray of herbs and rushed over to them, hoping it would be enough to cure Steve. He picked up the tray and headed back to the room Steve and TJ were in. As he did, he remembered that he had not fully investigated the last room. Perhaps he'd do that as soon as Steve was cured.
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"United we stand, divided we fall." - Aesop
He was met by the sight of Key and Tur standing over what looked like Troy's dead body, though he didn't have any apparent wounds on him. Rubbing his eyes, he listened to the two of them yell at each other, then realized he had to take action to save them from each other. This was ridiculous!
"Wow, wow, wow!" Nate yelled, stumbling forward. "Stop it! We're all friends here. There's more than enough enemies to go around for each of us for us to be getting on each other."
"Tur... I don't know what you did to him, but I didn't trust Troy either. If he," he pointed at Troy, "had even half a brain, he'd have realized that his actions warranted nothing but suspicion, but you didn't have to... do whatever you did!."
"Key... granted, I don't know what Tur here did to him, and I can understand your frustration at his hostility towards him, but you have to keep a level head. Tur is your ally, whether you like him or not. Killing him lessens your chances of survival, as well. Both of you take a gun, and be sure to watch your back -- if Troy wakes up, he won't be too happy. Four on one aren't good odds though, and I'm sure even this idiot will realize that."
Nate's sleepiness had begun to wear off some, but he still needed to get some real sleep. He noticed Natus in the other room, and before he accompanied him in there, he shot a look of 'you had better compromise or else' at Key and Tur.
He pushed open the doors, and nearly puked at the sight. Natus' heaving didn't help matters much either. He put his free hand over his mouth as he scanned the room, gagging as he did. He noticed the tray of herbs and rushed over to them, hoping it would be enough to cure Steve. He picked up the tray and headed back to the room Steve and TJ were in. As he did, he remembered that he had not fully investigated the last room. Perhaps he'd do that as soon as Steve was cured.
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"United we stand, divided we fall." - Aesop
From: Tidus41390
| Posted: 9/11/2004 9:02:03 AM | Message Detail
(I knew that b****** wouldn't give up the cookie. Guess I have to find something else to munch on.)
*MF gives me the shotgun shells and I hand over the Handgun clip.*
"Thanks MF at least there are some people here that are willing to co-operate with me."
*Looks at AZ with a psycho look on my face.*
*I turn and go sit on an empty space on the couch of the inn.*
*Remembering what that waste of sp*rm AZ had said about the dead-man's click, I quickly reload my shotgun.*
*With that done I get up and go upstairs.*
*When upstairs I look out the broken window to see how big of a jump it is.*
*Thinking to myself*
(I still say we can make it out of this window if we all help each other down. This way we don't waste much needed ammo on Jim. I think we have nothing else to do here at this inn. I think anything else we need is out there in that forest. But that damn AZ won't listen to reasoning. Everything is his way or the highway. No one else trusts me because of him. He has them all wrapped around his finger. He says let's do this and everyone is with him with out questioning. If I suggest something they ignore it. B****** won't have his way. I'll make sure of that.)
"Mwuhahahahaha he won't see it coming."
*Grins all evil like*
*After thinking I walk back downstairs. When down stairs everyone jumps at the sound of yet another attempt to break down the door. That jim is getting on my nerves.*
*I question AZ.*
"Ok where to now you bucket of ignorance?"
Status:Fine
Equip:Shotgun (7/7)
Items:Shotgun Shells (11/14), 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!
*MF gives me the shotgun shells and I hand over the Handgun clip.*
"Thanks MF at least there are some people here that are willing to co-operate with me."
*Looks at AZ with a psycho look on my face.*
*I turn and go sit on an empty space on the couch of the inn.*
*Remembering what that waste of sp*rm AZ had said about the dead-man's click, I quickly reload my shotgun.*
*With that done I get up and go upstairs.*
*When upstairs I look out the broken window to see how big of a jump it is.*
*Thinking to myself*
(I still say we can make it out of this window if we all help each other down. This way we don't waste much needed ammo on Jim. I think we have nothing else to do here at this inn. I think anything else we need is out there in that forest. But that damn AZ won't listen to reasoning. Everything is his way or the highway. No one else trusts me because of him. He has them all wrapped around his finger. He says let's do this and everyone is with him with out questioning. If I suggest something they ignore it. B****** won't have his way. I'll make sure of that.)
"Mwuhahahahaha he won't see it coming."
*Grins all evil like*
*After thinking I walk back downstairs. When down stairs everyone jumps at the sound of yet another attempt to break down the door. That jim is getting on my nerves.*
*I question AZ.*
"Ok where to now you bucket of ignorance?"
Status:Fine
Equip:Shotgun (7/7)
Items:Shotgun Shells (11/14), 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!
From: ljfromsa
| Posted: 9/11/2004 12:02:52 PM | Message Detail
Lj takes AZ's offer and goes to check his compartment. "I wonder what he wants to ask me." lj thinks to himself. lj goes to his compartment and scan his thumb print.
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President is Bush, vice president is Dick, so a whole lot of ******* is what we gonna get- Talib Kweli
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President is Bush, vice president is Dick, so a whole lot of ******* is what we gonna get- Talib Kweli
From: GoldenSunMasterYami
| Posted: 9/11/2004 1:28:31 PM | Message Detail
GSMY awakens to the sounds of the safe compartments opening and sounds of the guns reloading. Confused for a moment he thought he might be home in his bed working at Umbrella in the lab getting rejected by the lab girl in the short skirt. He looked around there a pretty girl next to him, he was holding a shovel and a few men armed with to the teeth. His harsh reality was real, he was trapped in a village with zombies, three madmen, and not to mention a monster with a mini gun and enough ammo to destory any building.
Lloyd stood up he knew everything that happened last night and by the look of the rising sun it looked like it was 7 AM so he got at least 8 hours of sleep.
Morning guys! Morning Frank, morning NES, MF nice work with the safe, how's the shotgun Tidus? *Walking near the door* Morning Jim,"GARRRRR". Morning...*wisphering* Rachel.
Lloyd walks over to the safe finding his Fingerprint Scanner. *Fingerprint accepted* He took everything inside. So guys what the morning plan?
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What do you want here something witty? **** you I ain't that smart.
Lloyd stood up he knew everything that happened last night and by the look of the rising sun it looked like it was 7 AM so he got at least 8 hours of sleep.
Morning guys! Morning Frank, morning NES, MF nice work with the safe, how's the shotgun Tidus? *Walking near the door* Morning Jim,"GARRRRR". Morning...*wisphering* Rachel.
Lloyd walks over to the safe finding his Fingerprint Scanner. *Fingerprint accepted* He took everything inside. So guys what the morning plan?
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What do you want here something witty? **** you I ain't that smart.
From: KeyCard25
| Posted: 9/11/2004 3:48:52 PM | Message Detail
(sry about last post lets try to keep this easy)
*looks at tur*
"alright man lets not start fighting just leave one SE for him alright can you go get the herbs im going to get tory back in the OR meet me there im geting tired and want to go back to the inn"
*draging tory back into the OR and waits for tur*
"last thing i need is some other than these monsters that want me dead..."
"this steel pipe isnt going to cute it much longer"
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Welcome to Raccoon City one hell of a town
*looks at tur*
"alright man lets not start fighting just leave one SE for him alright can you go get the herbs im going to get tory back in the OR meet me there im geting tired and want to go back to the inn"
*draging tory back into the OR and waits for tur*
"last thing i need is some other than these monsters that want me dead..."
"this steel pipe isnt going to cute it much longer"
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Welcome to Raccoon City one hell of a town
From: KeyCard25
| Posted: 9/11/2004 3:49:59 PM | Message Detail
cut my bad haha cute it damn im tired
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Welcome to Raccoon City one hell of a town
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Welcome to Raccoon City one hell of a town
From: Turducken
| Posted: 9/11/2004 4:49:22 PM | Message Detail
Key wanted me to leave a Sam for Troy. STILL!!! Had he not heard a word I'd said?!
I aimed the gun at him still. "No dice, Key. Once Troy wakes up, I get shot. I'm taking his gun! It's the only way I know I'll be safe!"
With the gun still trained on him, I reached for the second Sam and its holster.
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It's a turkey, stuffed with a duck, stuffed with a chicken!
- About my user name
I aimed the gun at him still. "No dice, Key. Once Troy wakes up, I get shot. I'm taking his gun! It's the only way I know I'll be safe!"
With the gun still trained on him, I reached for the second Sam and its holster.
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It's a turkey, stuffed with a duck, stuffed with a chicken!
- About my user name
From: KeyCard25
| Posted: 9/11/2004 4:53:00 PM | Message Detail
"fine i understand but i get the 2nd SE i i will give it back to him when you leave alright......."
*takes the other SE and walks to get some herbs*
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Welcome to Raccoon City one hell of a town
*takes the other SE and walks to get some herbs*
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Welcome to Raccoon City one hell of a town
From: KeyCard25
| Posted: 9/11/2004 4:54:27 PM | Message Detail
(tur can i at lest of the other gun so i can have somthing else that this pipe)
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Welcome to Raccoon City one hell of a town
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Welcome to Raccoon City one hell of a town
From: Turducken
| Posted: 9/11/2004 4:55:24 PM | Message Detail
"No. You don't seem to understand. I get the second Sam. Especially if you're just going to give it back to him. He'd just shoot me the NEXT TIME HE SEES ME!! Now go help Natus in the ER, damn it!!!"
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It's a turkey, stuffed with a duck, stuffed with a chicken!
- About my user name
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It's a turkey, stuffed with a duck, stuffed with a chicken!
- About my user name
From: FFDragon
| Posted: 9/11/2004 5:56:09 PM | Message Detail
Closing us out for the night. Update up by midnight.
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PepsiPlunge is the CM Punk to my Chris Hero.
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PepsiPlunge is the CM Punk to my Chris Hero.
From: FFDragon
| Posted: 9/11/2004 10:27:45 PM | Message Detail
The Hospital- Key and Tur at a dead standoff... Tur is clenching Mr. Stabby in one hand and Mr. Shocky in the other... Key has both hands firmly locked around his steel pipe... Neither man wants to back down... Neither man wants to be shown up... The only sound that was audible in the blood soaked room was the heavy breathing by Troy as he lay unconscious on the floor. Sweat beads off of Key's forehead and into his eye as he attempts to read Tur's next move. Tur's hands are shaking... scared of what he might have to do if Key were to try and use his pipe... One wrong flinch here could spell death for one of the two men... Nate stares at the standoff, unaware of the events that have led to this boiling point. From his vantage point, he can't even determine if Troy is alive or dead. Picking up his bat in a non-aggressive manner, Nate jogs over to the two men, who do not even acknowledge his existence... Nate is perturbed, but tries his best to defuse this situation...
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!" Nate yelled, stumbling a step or two forward. "Stop it! We're all friends here. There's way more than enough enemies here to go around for each of us... It'll be suicide if we start to turn on one another!"
Key and Tur don't move, don't flinch, don't blink... don't breath... Nate is starting to panic as he turns and stands next to Tur...
"Tur... I don't know what you did to him, but I didn't trust Troy either. If he," Nate motioned to Troy, "had even half a brain, he'd have realized that his actions warranted nothing but suspicion, but you didn't have to... do whatever you did!."
Tur didn't even respond to Nate's words. Nate turned to Key now, getting more and more desperate by the instant...
"Key... granted, I don't know what Tur did to Troy here, and I can understand your frustration at his hostility towards him, but you have to keep a level head. Tur is your ally, whether you like him or not. Killing him lessens your chances of survival, as well. Both of you take a gun, and be sure to watch your back -- if Troy wakes up, he won't be too happy. Four on one aren't good odds though, and I'm sure even this idiot will realize that. I mean, COME ON, the man can barely walk!"
Nate saw in the eyes of the two men that words were no longer an option with these two. Nate simply sighed and shot the two men a glare that pierced them both. Then he walked away toward the ER, pissed off at the inability to negotiate on both sides... His tiredness had worn off, but it was replaced with anger and worry at what might happen to one of his team. With Nate disappearing into the ER, Key finally tries to resolve the situation again...
"Tur... Come on bro... Steve is dying... Please..."
"SO GO FIND SOMETHING FOR HIM!!!" Tur 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, god damn it!"
"**** YOU TUR!"
And with that... Tur snapped. He took a step back, let Mr. Stabby clatter to the floor, and drew his SE, aiming it right at Key's chest. "Get your god damn ass into the ER now!" Tur ordered Key, with little room for resolve. "I’m taking that other gun. Troy is not trustworthy! Do not make me shoot you, Key! Get in there, help Natus, and I WILL be taking this other Sam." Tur was apparently oblivious to his own repetitiveness.
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PepsiPlunge is the CM Punk to my Chris Hero.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!" Nate yelled, stumbling a step or two forward. "Stop it! We're all friends here. There's way more than enough enemies here to go around for each of us... It'll be suicide if we start to turn on one another!"
Key and Tur don't move, don't flinch, don't blink... don't breath... Nate is starting to panic as he turns and stands next to Tur...
"Tur... I don't know what you did to him, but I didn't trust Troy either. If he," Nate motioned to Troy, "had even half a brain, he'd have realized that his actions warranted nothing but suspicion, but you didn't have to... do whatever you did!."
Tur didn't even respond to Nate's words. Nate turned to Key now, getting more and more desperate by the instant...
"Key... granted, I don't know what Tur did to Troy here, and I can understand your frustration at his hostility towards him, but you have to keep a level head. Tur is your ally, whether you like him or not. Killing him lessens your chances of survival, as well. Both of you take a gun, and be sure to watch your back -- if Troy wakes up, he won't be too happy. Four on one aren't good odds though, and I'm sure even this idiot will realize that. I mean, COME ON, the man can barely walk!"
Nate saw in the eyes of the two men that words were no longer an option with these two. Nate simply sighed and shot the two men a glare that pierced them both. Then he walked away toward the ER, pissed off at the inability to negotiate on both sides... His tiredness had worn off, but it was replaced with anger and worry at what might happen to one of his team. With Nate disappearing into the ER, Key finally tries to resolve the situation again...
"Tur... Come on bro... Steve is dying... Please..."
"SO GO FIND SOMETHING FOR HIM!!!" Tur 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, god damn it!"
"**** YOU TUR!"
And with that... Tur snapped. He took a step back, let Mr. Stabby clatter to the floor, and drew his SE, aiming it right at Key's chest. "Get your god damn ass into the ER now!" Tur ordered Key, with little room for resolve. "I’m taking that other gun. Troy is not trustworthy! Do not make me shoot you, Key! Get in there, help Natus, and I WILL be taking this other Sam." Tur was apparently oblivious to his own repetitiveness.
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PepsiPlunge is the CM Punk to my Chris Hero.
From: FFDragon
| Posted: 9/11/2004 10:28:07 PM | Message Detail
Key was taken aback by this... So much so in fact, that he took two steps back and lowered his pipe... He then managed to stifle a laugh... A laugh!
"HahahahaHA! You Hypocrite! What happened to Mr. 'I can trust myself. I know I won't shoot my companions'? You make me sick..."
And with that, Key turns away from Tur and heads towards the ER. Key drags his pipe across the floor and Tur cracks a smile as he lowers his weapon. Tur bends over to pick up the second SE and just barely catches a flash of something silver as it comes for his head. Tur dives to the side and raises his SE to a firing level. The sound of a hammer falling back frightens the holy hell out of Key and he drops his pipe to the floor, raising both arms in the air. Tur had landed on his wounded arm, and now it was beginning to throb again. Great... Tur gets back to his feet, never losing sight of Key within his crosshairs. Key is genuinely scared for his life. He has managed to destroy the last fibers of Tur's already unstable mind.
"Alright man... I'm sorry. Let's not start fighting over thus. Just leave one SE for him alright? Can you go get the herbs from the ER for me? I'm going to get Troy back into the OR. Meet me in there when you're done, okay? I'm geting really tired and want to go back to the Inn... The last thing we need is something other than these monsters that want us dead... And I know this steel pipe isn't going to cut it for me much longer..."
"Wait... What. The. ****. YOU, yes YOU Key, just tried to hit ME in the head with a steel pipe. You cannot be serious..."
"You drew a gun on me!"
"You hit me with your pipe!"
"You shocked Troy!"
"Jesus Christ, just SHUT THE HELL UP!! I tell you what... If you leave now, I'll try and pretend this never happened. But so help me god if you EVER mention this again..."
"Please Tur. Just leave the man his gun. Be human..."
"No dice, Key. Once Troy wakes up, I get shot. I'm taking his gun! It's the only way I know I'll be safe!"
"Fine. I understand your concern, so I'll just take the second SE for now. I'll give it back to Troy whenever you feel comfortable, alright? I mean, please Tur!! Can I at least have the other gun, so that I'll at least have somthing else besides this pipe?!"
"No. You just don't seem to understand. I get the second Sam. Especially if you're just going to give it back to him. He'd just shoot me the NEXT TIME HE SEES ME!! Now go help Natus in the ER, damn it!!!"
"But--"
"GO!!!!!"
"...Ughhhh... Wha... Ow..."
Troy stirs on the floor, and rolls over, placing his entire weight on his holsetered gun, preventing the extraction of it by anyone. He continues rolling across the floor until he is against a wall, and he uses the wall to groggily return to his feet. The bickering between Tur and Key had allowed enough time for Troy to recover from the shock. That stun duration was impressive though... It had kept Troy down for nearly 20 minutes. Tur turned his attention from Key, to Troy now... Troy was obviously out of it, as he soon doubled over and vomitted across the floor. The shock had really done a number on him... Key grabs his pipe off of the ground and heads over to Troy, helping him balance his weight off of his bad leg. Tur let's out a very frustrated grumble... Key had single handedly prevented him from picking up both of the Samurai Edge's... And now Key had also put Tur's life in danger. As soon as Troy cleared his head, Tur was almost certain that Troy would be looking for revenge...
"Troy...? Troy, you alright?" Key questioned him
"...My... head... is pounding... What happened...?"
"Tur sh--" Key starts, but is quickly cut off by Tur.
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"HahahahaHA! You Hypocrite! What happened to Mr. 'I can trust myself. I know I won't shoot my companions'? You make me sick..."
And with that, Key turns away from Tur and heads towards the ER. Key drags his pipe across the floor and Tur cracks a smile as he lowers his weapon. Tur bends over to pick up the second SE and just barely catches a flash of something silver as it comes for his head. Tur dives to the side and raises his SE to a firing level. The sound of a hammer falling back frightens the holy hell out of Key and he drops his pipe to the floor, raising both arms in the air. Tur had landed on his wounded arm, and now it was beginning to throb again. Great... Tur gets back to his feet, never losing sight of Key within his crosshairs. Key is genuinely scared for his life. He has managed to destroy the last fibers of Tur's already unstable mind.
"Alright man... I'm sorry. Let's not start fighting over thus. Just leave one SE for him alright? Can you go get the herbs from the ER for me? I'm going to get Troy back into the OR. Meet me in there when you're done, okay? I'm geting really tired and want to go back to the Inn... The last thing we need is something other than these monsters that want us dead... And I know this steel pipe isn't going to cut it for me much longer..."
"Wait... What. The. ****. YOU, yes YOU Key, just tried to hit ME in the head with a steel pipe. You cannot be serious..."
"You drew a gun on me!"
"You hit me with your pipe!"
"You shocked Troy!"
"Jesus Christ, just SHUT THE HELL UP!! I tell you what... If you leave now, I'll try and pretend this never happened. But so help me god if you EVER mention this again..."
"Please Tur. Just leave the man his gun. Be human..."
"No dice, Key. Once Troy wakes up, I get shot. I'm taking his gun! It's the only way I know I'll be safe!"
"Fine. I understand your concern, so I'll just take the second SE for now. I'll give it back to Troy whenever you feel comfortable, alright? I mean, please Tur!! Can I at least have the other gun, so that I'll at least have somthing else besides this pipe?!"
"No. You just don't seem to understand. I get the second Sam. Especially if you're just going to give it back to him. He'd just shoot me the NEXT TIME HE SEES ME!! Now go help Natus in the ER, damn it!!!"
"But--"
"GO!!!!!"
"...Ughhhh... Wha... Ow..."
Troy stirs on the floor, and rolls over, placing his entire weight on his holsetered gun, preventing the extraction of it by anyone. He continues rolling across the floor until he is against a wall, and he uses the wall to groggily return to his feet. The bickering between Tur and Key had allowed enough time for Troy to recover from the shock. That stun duration was impressive though... It had kept Troy down for nearly 20 minutes. Tur turned his attention from Key, to Troy now... Troy was obviously out of it, as he soon doubled over and vomitted across the floor. The shock had really done a number on him... Key grabs his pipe off of the ground and heads over to Troy, helping him balance his weight off of his bad leg. Tur let's out a very frustrated grumble... Key had single handedly prevented him from picking up both of the Samurai Edge's... And now Key had also put Tur's life in danger. As soon as Troy cleared his head, Tur was almost certain that Troy would be looking for revenge...
"Troy...? Troy, you alright?" Key questioned him
"...My... head... is pounding... What happened...?"
"Tur sh--" Key starts, but is quickly cut off by Tur.
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From: FFDragon
| Posted: 9/11/2004 10:29:01 PM | Message Detail
"I saved you Troy. When you were shooting those zombies, one of them managed to knock you down and you hit your head kind of hard on the floor. I managed to get one of your guns out of your holster pretty quick and shot him down for you..." Tur says quite convincingly, while looking Key straight in the eyes
"Was I bit?!" Troy seems really frightened
"No. I managed to shoot him down before he had even got close to biting you. You should be thankful I was here... What is the last thing you remember?"
"Well... I remember telling Key and Natus to move away from the ER door... And I remember shooting at those zombies... But... But..." Troy shakes his head in frustration, "I think I killed one or two of them... I don't know... I'm sorry..."
Tur grins from ear to ear. "I thought that since I saved you and all, it should only be fair that I take one of your weapons. Key wanted me to take both, but I told him that that would just be plain unethical."
"What?! You lying bastard!!" Key screams at him, "You--!"
Troy turns to Key and calms him down. "It's alright Key... It's alright. If I was in Tur's same position, I probably would have done the same thing. Survival of the fittest, you know? But here... I'm injured, so this'll do me no good. Tur, you have my eternal thanks for saving my life, and you can keep that Edge. Here Key, you take the other. It doesn't have many bullets left, but it'll do. Just one thing... Don't betray me you two... You guys are the only chance I have left to get out of here... I trust you guys... But right now, my head is ****ing killing me... I'm going to go lay down in the OR, okay?"
Troy slips off his second holster and hands it to Key, before stumbling through the OR door letting it slam behind him. Tur watches as Key slips on the other holster, half smiling half angry... Tur was happy that Troy was no longer an imeadiate threat, but angry that Key got the second Edge... Tur walked over to Key while holstering his SE. When he got right up next to Key, he whispered in his ear:
"We're cool for now... As long as you can keep your mouth shut. I don't want to have to take any drastic measures... Got it? I've already been infected once so far today, and have been through a hell of a lot more then you so far. Let this drop. Just let it drop..."
Tur walks away from Key, and picks up Mr. Stabby. He looks back at Key, who has his hand on his newly acquired Edge, just waiting for Tur to make a wrong move... This was going to be one hell of a night...
Tur-
[Status]: Okay {Exhausted}
[Equipped]: Samurai Edge(6/18: Burst Mode), Stun Gun(Def. Item, 50% Battety)
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, Crumpled Paper, Encrypted Note, Voice Memo Recorder, Water Emblem, Mr. Stabby
Key-
[Status]: Fine {Exhausted}
[Equipped]: Samurai Edge(3/18: Burst Mode), Steel Pipe(Def. Item)
[Items]: Starter Kit, $100
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"Was I bit?!" Troy seems really frightened
"No. I managed to shoot him down before he had even got close to biting you. You should be thankful I was here... What is the last thing you remember?"
"Well... I remember telling Key and Natus to move away from the ER door... And I remember shooting at those zombies... But... But..." Troy shakes his head in frustration, "I think I killed one or two of them... I don't know... I'm sorry..."
Tur grins from ear to ear. "I thought that since I saved you and all, it should only be fair that I take one of your weapons. Key wanted me to take both, but I told him that that would just be plain unethical."
"What?! You lying bastard!!" Key screams at him, "You--!"
Troy turns to Key and calms him down. "It's alright Key... It's alright. If I was in Tur's same position, I probably would have done the same thing. Survival of the fittest, you know? But here... I'm injured, so this'll do me no good. Tur, you have my eternal thanks for saving my life, and you can keep that Edge. Here Key, you take the other. It doesn't have many bullets left, but it'll do. Just one thing... Don't betray me you two... You guys are the only chance I have left to get out of here... I trust you guys... But right now, my head is ****ing killing me... I'm going to go lay down in the OR, okay?"
Troy slips off his second holster and hands it to Key, before stumbling through the OR door letting it slam behind him. Tur watches as Key slips on the other holster, half smiling half angry... Tur was happy that Troy was no longer an imeadiate threat, but angry that Key got the second Edge... Tur walked over to Key while holstering his SE. When he got right up next to Key, he whispered in his ear:
"We're cool for now... As long as you can keep your mouth shut. I don't want to have to take any drastic measures... Got it? I've already been infected once so far today, and have been through a hell of a lot more then you so far. Let this drop. Just let it drop..."
Tur walks away from Key, and picks up Mr. Stabby. He looks back at Key, who has his hand on his newly acquired Edge, just waiting for Tur to make a wrong move... This was going to be one hell of a night...
Tur-
[Status]: Okay {Exhausted}
[Equipped]: Samurai Edge(6/18: Burst Mode), Stun Gun(Def. Item, 50% Battety)
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, Crumpled Paper, Encrypted Note, Voice Memo Recorder, Water Emblem, Mr. Stabby
Key-
[Status]: Fine {Exhausted}
[Equipped]: Samurai Edge(3/18: Burst Mode), Steel Pipe(Def. Item)
[Items]: Starter Kit, $100
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From: FFDragon
| Posted: 9/11/2004 10:29:43 PM | Message Detail
Emergency Room- Natus is practically dry heaving his internal organs out when Nate enters the room. The overwhelming stentch and sight also overcomes Nate and almost knocks him back a few steps... Blood covers everything, floor to celing. Pieces of flesh hang from random areas of the room, and the smell is overwhelming... Nate gags once, but restrains himself from vomiting. Nate's gagging causes a reaction in Natus and he too convulses with a gag or two. A glint of light catches Nate's 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#. Nate rushes over to the tray of herbs and picks it up. It contained 2 Green Herbs, 1 Red Herb, 1 Blue Herb, and 1 Yellow Herb. This looked like enough to save Steve... Nate rushes out of the room, sliding through a pool of blood on his way out. He could not possibly stay in that room another second... Natus looked like he was going to pass out, but Nate had no time to worry about that now... He had to get back to Steve. Back in the entrance hall he saw Tur and Key on opposite sides of the room, each with a Samurai Edge. Nate wanted to smile, but time could not be wasted. As he rushed by Tur and Key, he called out to them:
"Guys! Glad to see things worked out! Help Natus in the ER and then come back into the OR... We have to get Steve these herbs and fast!"
Without waiting for a response, Nate pushed open the OR door and headed in. Right by the door, Troy was passed out again from the pain he was in. By the operating table, TJ was holding vigil over Steve. Seeing Nate enter with the Tray of Herbs managed to crack a smile from him...
"Nate... we might be too late... He's barely breathing now..." TJ sobs out
Nate looks angered. "He's not dead. I refuse to let him die... I promised him..."
Natus-
[Status]: Fine {Exhausted}
[Equipped]: Self Defense Magnum (2/2)
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500
Nate-
[Status] Fine
[Equip] Aluminum Baseball bat, Dagger (Def. Item)
[Items] Starter Set, $500, 'LT:E' Key
The Inn- Tidus, refusing to let himself sleep, walks over to the equally tired MF...
"Hey, MF... I can't help but notice those shotgun shells you got from the safe. 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. It'll be better for both of us, I'm sure."
MF takes a few moments to register the request. "Oh! Oh yeah! Sure thing man. There's no sense in us holding onto things we don't need."
With that simple exchange, both men are able to pick up an extra set of ammunition for their weapons... which is always good.
"Thanks MF at least there are some people here that are willing to co-operate with me." Tidus says, alluding to the sleeping AZ
Tidus takes his new set of shells and goes over to an empty couch. Remembering the words of AZ and the 'deadman's click' Tidus fills his shotgun with another three shells. Amazing... Tidus employing a strategy used by AZ! The Armageddon is most certainly upon them all. Tidus watches as MF fidgets over in the corner, looking uncertain of his next move...
"By the way MF, 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." Tidus grins
"If this is the key to Room 002, then I think we should go in and kick ass..." MF reads the engraving off of the key, "Nope... That would be too easy... This key says 'RT:E' whatever that is..."
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"Guys! Glad to see things worked out! Help Natus in the ER and then come back into the OR... We have to get Steve these herbs and fast!"
Without waiting for a response, Nate pushed open the OR door and headed in. Right by the door, Troy was passed out again from the pain he was in. By the operating table, TJ was holding vigil over Steve. Seeing Nate enter with the Tray of Herbs managed to crack a smile from him...
"Nate... we might be too late... He's barely breathing now..." TJ sobs out
Nate looks angered. "He's not dead. I refuse to let him die... I promised him..."
Natus-
[Status]: Fine {Exhausted}
[Equipped]: Self Defense Magnum (2/2)
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500
Nate-
[Status] Fine
[Equip] Aluminum Baseball bat, Dagger (Def. Item)
[Items] Starter Set, $500, 'LT:E' Key
The Inn- Tidus, refusing to let himself sleep, walks over to the equally tired MF...
"Hey, MF... I can't help but notice those shotgun shells you got from the safe. 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. It'll be better for both of us, I'm sure."
MF takes a few moments to register the request. "Oh! Oh yeah! Sure thing man. There's no sense in us holding onto things we don't need."
With that simple exchange, both men are able to pick up an extra set of ammunition for their weapons... which is always good.
"Thanks MF at least there are some people here that are willing to co-operate with me." Tidus says, alluding to the sleeping AZ
Tidus takes his new set of shells and goes over to an empty couch. Remembering the words of AZ and the 'deadman's click' Tidus fills his shotgun with another three shells. Amazing... Tidus employing a strategy used by AZ! The Armageddon is most certainly upon them all. Tidus watches as MF fidgets over in the corner, looking uncertain of his next move...
"By the way MF, 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." Tidus grins
"If this is the key to Room 002, then I think we should go in and kick ass..." MF reads the engraving off of the key, "Nope... That would be too easy... This key says 'RT:E' whatever that is..."
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From: FFDragon
| Posted: 9/11/2004 10:30:24 PM | Message Detail
MF lets out a very large yawn. His eyelids were so heavy that it was actually hurting him to keep them open...
"Guys, I think whatever we do, I will have to lag behind, because I need some rest...."
MF heads over to the other side of Tidus' couch and flops down on it. His head falls upon the headrest and he is out like a light upon impact. Tidus is still trying to figure out what in the hell he could do, but there were few people left awake. So... Tidus does the only natural thing... He pesters AZ.
"Hey AZ, if you're not gonna eat that cookie could I have it?" He shakes AZ until he awakens. Tidus was certain the cookie had a hidden purpose.
AZ groans once and his brow furrows before his eyes even open... Tidus leans into AZ as he sits up and stares right into his eyes as AZ opens them. AZ also stares into the grinning face of Tidus... before promptly backhanding him across the face. Tidus yelps at the unexpected pain, and shoots back a few feet from AZ. AZ rubs the back of his own head, and rises to his feet. Tidus is rubbing his cheek, and AZ raises his arm and points at him sternly...
"That... was for waking me. I'm letting your selfish rudeness remain unchecked for the moment... Do NOT tempt me to indulge myself further. As for your request, your answer is not only no, but hell no. Mint Milano Cookies are a delicacy upon themselves and obviously Karter knows this. You, on the other hand, do not and see it as just another thing to have. So you can take any type of petty offering that might include your imbecile-equivalent measures of help, and stick them right up your-"
A loud bang at door interupts AZ. Jim is starting up again... GSMY opens his eyes and stretches out his arms and legs. He had slept for about an hour, but that was enough. It was 2AM now... And still pitch black outside... Even so, it was morning in the mind of GSMY.
"Good Morning Jim..." GSMY jokes, "Hey AZ. Hey Tidus. Thanks for watching over me lj. Hey... CC." He whispers the last, as he doesn't want to wake her.
GSMY gets up from the couch, smiles at AZ and Tidus, and heads into Room 001 and the safe. Tidus and AZ are equally perplexed at the sudden change in GSMY, but try and play it off for right now...
"Tidus... I'm done with you for now. Shoo. Be gone." AZ heads over to lj and taps him on the shoulder, "Go ahead and check your compartment, lj. I'll keep an eye on these guys. After you return, we'll attempt to wake them after a while, and possibly move on from here. First, I have something I want to ask you... But it can wait until after you see what the scoundrel has stowed away in your portion of the safe."
lj smiles at AZ and rises to his feet. "Thanks. I'll do just that."
lj gets up and heads into Room 001, to open his safe compartment. He couldn't fathom what AZ wanted to ask him... Tidus, fuming at AZ, heads upstairs to check it out once more. NES, sitting in a chair, taps his axe on the ground and looks at AZ.
"I think we should try to get the other people's compartmants, who didnt move from the airstrip, open. I'll bash it with my axe or somthing..."
"NES... Did you even see the thickness of that steel and the intricate computer system on that thing? Even tampering with that thing for an instant would surely lock us out of all of the compartments... That is not a risk I personally want to take." He explains
In the safe, lj joins GSMY in searching for their names. GSMY finds his first and register's his thumbprint. Within a few seconds, he gets the 'Confirmed' screen and the compartment door slide back. GSMY eyes up the Umbrella shirt with his name on it. Stylish AND sheek. On the shelf below that, GSMY finds #a sheathed knife# and a #OR Key#... GSMY, confused by his bounty but happy nonetheless, takes it and heads back to the main room.
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"Guys, I think whatever we do, I will have to lag behind, because I need some rest...."
MF heads over to the other side of Tidus' couch and flops down on it. His head falls upon the headrest and he is out like a light upon impact. Tidus is still trying to figure out what in the hell he could do, but there were few people left awake. So... Tidus does the only natural thing... He pesters AZ.
"Hey AZ, if you're not gonna eat that cookie could I have it?" He shakes AZ until he awakens. Tidus was certain the cookie had a hidden purpose.
AZ groans once and his brow furrows before his eyes even open... Tidus leans into AZ as he sits up and stares right into his eyes as AZ opens them. AZ also stares into the grinning face of Tidus... before promptly backhanding him across the face. Tidus yelps at the unexpected pain, and shoots back a few feet from AZ. AZ rubs the back of his own head, and rises to his feet. Tidus is rubbing his cheek, and AZ raises his arm and points at him sternly...
"That... was for waking me. I'm letting your selfish rudeness remain unchecked for the moment... Do NOT tempt me to indulge myself further. As for your request, your answer is not only no, but hell no. Mint Milano Cookies are a delicacy upon themselves and obviously Karter knows this. You, on the other hand, do not and see it as just another thing to have. So you can take any type of petty offering that might include your imbecile-equivalent measures of help, and stick them right up your-"
A loud bang at door interupts AZ. Jim is starting up again... GSMY opens his eyes and stretches out his arms and legs. He had slept for about an hour, but that was enough. It was 2AM now... And still pitch black outside... Even so, it was morning in the mind of GSMY.
"Good Morning Jim..." GSMY jokes, "Hey AZ. Hey Tidus. Thanks for watching over me lj. Hey... CC." He whispers the last, as he doesn't want to wake her.
GSMY gets up from the couch, smiles at AZ and Tidus, and heads into Room 001 and the safe. Tidus and AZ are equally perplexed at the sudden change in GSMY, but try and play it off for right now...
"Tidus... I'm done with you for now. Shoo. Be gone." AZ heads over to lj and taps him on the shoulder, "Go ahead and check your compartment, lj. I'll keep an eye on these guys. After you return, we'll attempt to wake them after a while, and possibly move on from here. First, I have something I want to ask you... But it can wait until after you see what the scoundrel has stowed away in your portion of the safe."
lj smiles at AZ and rises to his feet. "Thanks. I'll do just that."
lj gets up and heads into Room 001, to open his safe compartment. He couldn't fathom what AZ wanted to ask him... Tidus, fuming at AZ, heads upstairs to check it out once more. NES, sitting in a chair, taps his axe on the ground and looks at AZ.
"I think we should try to get the other people's compartmants, who didnt move from the airstrip, open. I'll bash it with my axe or somthing..."
"NES... Did you even see the thickness of that steel and the intricate computer system on that thing? Even tampering with that thing for an instant would surely lock us out of all of the compartments... That is not a risk I personally want to take." He explains
In the safe, lj joins GSMY in searching for their names. GSMY finds his first and register's his thumbprint. Within a few seconds, he gets the 'Confirmed' screen and the compartment door slide back. GSMY eyes up the Umbrella shirt with his name on it. Stylish AND sheek. On the shelf below that, GSMY finds #a sheathed knife# and a #OR Key#... GSMY, confused by his bounty but happy nonetheless, takes it and heads back to the main room.
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From: FFDragon
| Posted: 9/11/2004 10:30:48 PM | Message Detail
lj find the screen with his name and registers his print. He too gets the 'Confirmed' screen, and his compartment flies open. He of course sees his Umbrella T-Shirt, but the shelf below that catches his attention. There is #a crowbar# and a #Blue Gemstone# on it. lj takes his items and walks back out into the main room.
Tidus comes running back down the stairs now with a wild eyed look on his face... He runs right over to AZ and pushes him to the window. At first AZ tries to fight back, but then he sees what has Tidus in a frenzy... Jim's continued banging has drawn the attention of several more undead. While Jim is still the only Crimson among them, he is joined at the front door by 3 more corpses...
"Ok where to now you bucket of ignorance?" Tidus snaps, "I was going to try and get out the second floor window, but there are two of them out there too! We spent too much time loitering in here, so now we're going to have to fight our way out... Thank you very ****ing much."
AZ is speechless. The little bastard was right... There was going to have to be a battle to escape the Inn. Jim crashes against the Inn door, and two of his buddies follow suit... This was not looking good...
AZ-
[Status]: Fine
[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 {Exhausted}
[Equipped]: Shotgun (7/7)
[Items]: Shotgun Shells (11/14), 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
[Equipped]: Shovel, Sheathed Knife(Def. Item)
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, First Aid Kit, Hidden Note, 'OR' Key
MF-
[Status]: Fine {Exhausted}
[Equipped]: Handgun (6/15)
[Items]: {Jacket Item- Bar Office Key}, Starter Kit, Empty Flashlight, Shotgun Shells(7/7), 'RT:E' Key, Clip(15/15)
lj-
[Status]: Fine
[Equipped]: Crowbar
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, UT Letter, log book, Warehouse Office Key, Charlie's Journal, Blue Gemstone
NES-
[Status]: Fine {Exhausted}
[Equipped]: Rusty Axe
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, Self Defense Grenade(2), First Aid Spray, Red Gemstone
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Tidus comes running back down the stairs now with a wild eyed look on his face... He runs right over to AZ and pushes him to the window. At first AZ tries to fight back, but then he sees what has Tidus in a frenzy... Jim's continued banging has drawn the attention of several more undead. While Jim is still the only Crimson among them, he is joined at the front door by 3 more corpses...
"Ok where to now you bucket of ignorance?" Tidus snaps, "I was going to try and get out the second floor window, but there are two of them out there too! We spent too much time loitering in here, so now we're going to have to fight our way out... Thank you very ****ing much."
AZ is speechless. The little bastard was right... There was going to have to be a battle to escape the Inn. Jim crashes against the Inn door, and two of his buddies follow suit... This was not looking good...
AZ-
[Status]: Fine
[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 {Exhausted}
[Equipped]: Shotgun (7/7)
[Items]: Shotgun Shells (11/14), 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
[Equipped]: Shovel, Sheathed Knife(Def. Item)
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, First Aid Kit, Hidden Note, 'OR' Key
MF-
[Status]: Fine {Exhausted}
[Equipped]: Handgun (6/15)
[Items]: {Jacket Item- Bar Office Key}, Starter Kit, Empty Flashlight, Shotgun Shells(7/7), 'RT:E' Key, Clip(15/15)
lj-
[Status]: Fine
[Equipped]: Crowbar
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, UT Letter, log book, Warehouse Office Key, Charlie's Journal, Blue Gemstone
NES-
[Status]: Fine {Exhausted}
[Equipped]: Rusty Axe
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, Self Defense Grenade(2), First Aid Spray, Red Gemstone
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From: NateDaTater
| Posted: 9/11/2004 11:09:24 PM | Message Detail
Nate pushed open the doors to the operating room and walked to Steve's bedside. He kneeled and set his bat on the ground before looking closer at the tray of herbs he had been balancing in one hand. He had no idea which herbs did what, but he did know that they had specific healing properties. Scratching his head, he decided to ask TJ whether he knew what they were for.
<OOC> I'm going to assume TJ knows what each color of herb is used for. </OOC>
After TJ gave him a rushed explanation on what they did and how to use them, Nate realized that the herbs Steve needed were the green ones. He hurried over to a nearby faucet, where doctors would normally have washed their hands before an operation, and ground the two green herbs on the counter before filling a cup of some sort (hopefully there's one nearby) with enough water to make a thick paste out of it. He walked back over to Steve, gently lifted his shirt along with the help of TJ, to uncover the wound.
Nate's heart was racing at this point, and beads of sweat were beginning to roll down his forehead. He wiped it away with his forearm, then administered the healing agent. He crossed his fingers once he was done, hoping desperately that it would work.
He then sighed and sat himself down against the wall near Steve's bed. He remembered he still had to explore the waiting room, but he told himself he'd do it in a minute, once he got a little more rest. He stashed the red, blue and yellow herbs away in his pocket, wrapped in a paper towel. He then layed his head back against the wall and fell asleep... again.
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"United we stand, divided we fall." - Aesop
<OOC> I'm going to assume TJ knows what each color of herb is used for. </OOC>
After TJ gave him a rushed explanation on what they did and how to use them, Nate realized that the herbs Steve needed were the green ones. He hurried over to a nearby faucet, where doctors would normally have washed their hands before an operation, and ground the two green herbs on the counter before filling a cup of some sort (hopefully there's one nearby) with enough water to make a thick paste out of it. He walked back over to Steve, gently lifted his shirt along with the help of TJ, to uncover the wound.
Nate's heart was racing at this point, and beads of sweat were beginning to roll down his forehead. He wiped it away with his forearm, then administered the healing agent. He crossed his fingers once he was done, hoping desperately that it would work.
He then sighed and sat himself down against the wall near Steve's bed. He remembered he still had to explore the waiting room, but he told himself he'd do it in a minute, once he got a little more rest. He stashed the red, blue and yellow herbs away in his pocket, wrapped in a paper towel. He then layed his head back against the wall and fell asleep... again.
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"United we stand, divided we fall." - Aesop
From: NateDaTater
| Posted: 9/11/2004 11:12:27 PM | Message Detail
[This message was deleted at the request of the original poster]
From: NateDaTater
| Posted: 9/11/2004 11:13:05 PM | Message Detail
NATE
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[Status] Fine {sleeping}
[Equip] Aluminum Baseball bat, Dagger (Def. Item)
[Items] Starter Set, $500, 'LT:E' Key, blue herb, red herb, yellow herb
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"United we stand, divided we fall." - Aesop
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[Status] Fine {sleeping}
[Equip] Aluminum Baseball bat, Dagger (Def. Item)
[Items] Starter Set, $500, 'LT:E' Key, blue herb, red herb, yellow herb
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"United we stand, divided we fall." - Aesop
From: ljfromsa
| Posted: 9/11/2004 11:29:37 PM | Message Detail
lj walks out the room content with what was in the safe. The crowbar reminds lj of the crate in the warehouse. "I can't worry about that place right now." lj thinks to himself.lj walks out the room to see that the tension between tidus and Az was up again. lj calls Az over "so you have a question for me?"
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President is Bush, vice president is Dick, so a whole lot of ******* is what we gonna get- Talib Kweli
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President is Bush, vice president is Dick, so a whole lot of ******* is what we gonna get- Talib Kweli
From: ljfromsa
| Posted: 9/11/2004 11:39:32 PM | Message Detail
lj-
[Status]: Fine
[Equipped]: Crowbar
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, UT Letter, log book, Warehouse Office Key, Charlie's Journal, Blue Gemstone
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President is Bush, vice president is Dick, so a whole lot of ******* is what we gonna get- Talib Kweli
[Status]: Fine
[Equipped]: Crowbar
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, UT Letter, log book, Warehouse Office Key, Charlie's Journal, Blue Gemstone
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President is Bush, vice president is Dick, so a whole lot of ******* is what we gonna get- Talib Kweli
From: Turducken
| Posted: 9/12/2004 12:30:12 AM | Message Detail
Classic luck for me. Or rather…non-luck. I’d finally gotten tired of Key’s pissing and whining and trying to keep me from the Sam I so rightly deserved. So I drew the one I had, and aimed it at him.
This is not good teamwork! my rational mind screamed in vain.
I wasn’t listening. I HAD to get it. My life was at stake. I was done playing games.
My actions did not give me the reaction I craved. I hoped that Key would back the hell off, leaving me free to grab the Sam…but he laughed! Laughed at me! The idiot!
"HahahahaHA! You Hypocrite! What happened to Mr. 'I can trust myself. I know I won't shoot my companions'? You make me sick..."
With incredible, unbelievable, inhuman amounts of willpower, I kept myself from pulling the trigger right then and there. As it was, Key was a waste of bullets. Bullets I didn’t have too many of to begin with.
Why couldn’t I get a full clip to start with? Damn…
Key turned toward the ER, and I contemplated shooting him again, but getting that Sam was paramount. I ignored the fool, and greedily reached for it. At last…it was mine…
Wait, what’s that? Oh, ****ing great! I had to dive aside to evade a good head smashing by the tyrannical Key. He still hadn’t given up on this! Well, my sticking the Sam up at his head would hopefully get my point across.
Damn it, my shoulder hurts.
I rose, my expression akin to stone. Pure hate was brewing for this “ally” who tried to thwart me at every turn. He was more of a nuisance than Troy ever was.
I clearly had frightened Key. Good. I wanted him to be afraid. I wanted him to leave me be and let me take this damn gun. And since he wouldn’t…part of me wanted him to die.
"Alright man... I'm sorry. Let's not start fighting over this. Just leave one SE for him alright? Can you go get the herbs from the ER for me?”
I stifled a laugh of my own. Go get the herbs…for him? 2 minutes after trying to bash my head in, which was about 10 minutes after striking my hand?!
I wasn’t the only one losing it, it appeared.
“I'm going to get Troy back into the OR. Meet me in there when you're done, okay? I'm getting really tired and want to go back to the Inn... The last thing we need is something other than these monsters that want us dead... And I know this steel pipe isn't going to cut it for me much longer..." he rambled on.
He thought he was in charge here?! Ludicrous. "Wait... What. The. ****. YOU, yes YOU Key, just tried to hit ME in the head with a steel pipe. You cannot be serious..."
"You drew a gun on me!"
"You hit me with your pipe!"
"You shocked Troy!"
"Jesus Christ, just SHUT THE HELL UP!! I tell you what... If you leave now, I'll try and pretend this never happened. But so help me god if you EVER mention this again..."
(cont'd)
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It's a turkey, stuffed with a duck, stuffed with a chicken!
- About my user name
This is not good teamwork! my rational mind screamed in vain.
I wasn’t listening. I HAD to get it. My life was at stake. I was done playing games.
My actions did not give me the reaction I craved. I hoped that Key would back the hell off, leaving me free to grab the Sam…but he laughed! Laughed at me! The idiot!
"HahahahaHA! You Hypocrite! What happened to Mr. 'I can trust myself. I know I won't shoot my companions'? You make me sick..."
With incredible, unbelievable, inhuman amounts of willpower, I kept myself from pulling the trigger right then and there. As it was, Key was a waste of bullets. Bullets I didn’t have too many of to begin with.
Why couldn’t I get a full clip to start with? Damn…
Key turned toward the ER, and I contemplated shooting him again, but getting that Sam was paramount. I ignored the fool, and greedily reached for it. At last…it was mine…
Wait, what’s that? Oh, ****ing great! I had to dive aside to evade a good head smashing by the tyrannical Key. He still hadn’t given up on this! Well, my sticking the Sam up at his head would hopefully get my point across.
Damn it, my shoulder hurts.
I rose, my expression akin to stone. Pure hate was brewing for this “ally” who tried to thwart me at every turn. He was more of a nuisance than Troy ever was.
I clearly had frightened Key. Good. I wanted him to be afraid. I wanted him to leave me be and let me take this damn gun. And since he wouldn’t…part of me wanted him to die.
"Alright man... I'm sorry. Let's not start fighting over this. Just leave one SE for him alright? Can you go get the herbs from the ER for me?”
I stifled a laugh of my own. Go get the herbs…for him? 2 minutes after trying to bash my head in, which was about 10 minutes after striking my hand?!
I wasn’t the only one losing it, it appeared.
“I'm going to get Troy back into the OR. Meet me in there when you're done, okay? I'm getting really tired and want to go back to the Inn... The last thing we need is something other than these monsters that want us dead... And I know this steel pipe isn't going to cut it for me much longer..." he rambled on.
He thought he was in charge here?! Ludicrous. "Wait... What. The. ****. YOU, yes YOU Key, just tried to hit ME in the head with a steel pipe. You cannot be serious..."
"You drew a gun on me!"
"You hit me with your pipe!"
"You shocked Troy!"
"Jesus Christ, just SHUT THE HELL UP!! I tell you what... If you leave now, I'll try and pretend this never happened. But so help me god if you EVER mention this again..."
(cont'd)
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It's a turkey, stuffed with a duck, stuffed with a chicken!
- About my user name
From: Turducken
| Posted: 9/12/2004 12:36:50 AM | Message Detail
"Please Tur. Just leave the man his gun. Be human..."
Human. Human?! Was this bug insinuating I wasn’t human now?! He didn’t get it! "No dice, Key. Once Troy wakes up, I get shot. I'm taking his gun! It's the only way I know I'll be safe!"
"Fine. I understand your concern, so I'll just take the second SE for now. I'll give it back to Troy whenever you feel comfortable, alright? I mean, please Tur!! Can I at least have the other gun, so that I'll at least have somthing else besides this pipe?!"
"No. You just don't seem to understand. I get the second Sam. Especially if you're just going to give it back to him. He'd just shoot me the NEXT TIME HE SEES ME!! Now go help Natus in the ER, damn it!!!"
"But--"
"GO!!!!!"
"...Ughhhh... Wha... Ow..."
That was Troy. ****!!! GOD DAMN IT!!!!! SON OF A *****!!!! He was coming to! Damn Key! Stupid bastard!
Suffice to say, I was awfully unhappy about how things went.
Troy rolled over, barring me from taking the treasured brother to my current Sam. I seethed.
But then Troy threw up. My face softened a bit. I felt…bad. Key helped troy while I fumed, unhappy with the situation, as well as myself. Seeing Troy puke like that, injured as he was…and it was my doing. Because he hadn’t shot that OR critter. But he did, finally.
Were my actions warranted? I didn’t know. I couldn’t dwell on it now, or it would consume me. What was done was done. All I could try to do was move on. My rage was divided between my own person (for my guilty conscience), Troy (who might still shoot me), and Key (who had endangered me now, and kept me from snagging that Sam).
"Troy...? Troy, you alright?" Key questioned him.
"...My... head... is pounding... What happened...?" Troy asked, bewildered.
What? He didn’t remember? Excellent! I did a mental Bill and Ted guitar riff. Maybe I wouldn’t have to worry about Troy after all…
Until Key started to open his big mouth. "Tur sh--"
I couldn’t let this pest ruin things for me. Everything would be just fine if Troy didn’t know what had occurred. And Key was trying to blab on me. Stupid narc. Did he want me to get shot at?! Bastard.
(cont'd)
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It's a turkey, stuffed with a duck, stuffed with a chicken!
- About my user name
Human. Human?! Was this bug insinuating I wasn’t human now?! He didn’t get it! "No dice, Key. Once Troy wakes up, I get shot. I'm taking his gun! It's the only way I know I'll be safe!"
"Fine. I understand your concern, so I'll just take the second SE for now. I'll give it back to Troy whenever you feel comfortable, alright? I mean, please Tur!! Can I at least have the other gun, so that I'll at least have somthing else besides this pipe?!"
"No. You just don't seem to understand. I get the second Sam. Especially if you're just going to give it back to him. He'd just shoot me the NEXT TIME HE SEES ME!! Now go help Natus in the ER, damn it!!!"
"But--"
"GO!!!!!"
"...Ughhhh... Wha... Ow..."
That was Troy. ****!!! GOD DAMN IT!!!!! SON OF A *****!!!! He was coming to! Damn Key! Stupid bastard!
Suffice to say, I was awfully unhappy about how things went.
Troy rolled over, barring me from taking the treasured brother to my current Sam. I seethed.
But then Troy threw up. My face softened a bit. I felt…bad. Key helped troy while I fumed, unhappy with the situation, as well as myself. Seeing Troy puke like that, injured as he was…and it was my doing. Because he hadn’t shot that OR critter. But he did, finally.
Were my actions warranted? I didn’t know. I couldn’t dwell on it now, or it would consume me. What was done was done. All I could try to do was move on. My rage was divided between my own person (for my guilty conscience), Troy (who might still shoot me), and Key (who had endangered me now, and kept me from snagging that Sam).
"Troy...? Troy, you alright?" Key questioned him.
"...My... head... is pounding... What happened...?" Troy asked, bewildered.
What? He didn’t remember? Excellent! I did a mental Bill and Ted guitar riff. Maybe I wouldn’t have to worry about Troy after all…
Until Key started to open his big mouth. "Tur sh--"
I couldn’t let this pest ruin things for me. Everything would be just fine if Troy didn’t know what had occurred. And Key was trying to blab on me. Stupid narc. Did he want me to get shot at?! Bastard.
(cont'd)
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It's a turkey, stuffed with a duck, stuffed with a chicken!
- About my user name
From: Turducken
| Posted: 9/12/2004 12:37:34 AM | Message Detail
Key had, within the last half-hour, jumped to the top of my untrustables list. Even ahead of Troy.
I cut Key off, lying…a lot. Glad I was good at lying. "I saved you Troy. When you were shooting those zombies, one of them managed to knock you down and you hit your head kind of hard on the floor. I managed to get one of your guns out of your holster pretty quick and shot him down for you..."
"Was I bit?!"
He seemed really afraid. Another guilt pang shot through me. "No. I managed to shoot him down before he had even got close to biting you. You should be thankful I was here... What is the last thing you remember?"
"Well... I remember telling Key and Natus to move away from the ER door... And I remember shooting at those zombies... But... But..." Troy shakes his head in frustration, "I think I killed one or two of them... I don't know... I'm sorry..."
Looked like everything was going according to plan. I’d get away with it. While I still felt guilty, I couldn’t help but feel a wave of relief wash over me. Hell, more like a tsunami of relief crash into me.
I grin from ear to ear. "I thought that since I saved you and all, it should only be fair that I take one of your weapons. Key wanted me to take both, but I told him that that would just be plain unethical." I chuckled internally, knowing the truth of that, but hey, why not make myself look better while I was lying up this tornado of falseness?
"What?! You lying bastard!!" Key screams at him, "You--!"
While inside I was raging at him YET AGAIN trying to screw me over, my outward self was uber-calm, in perfect Liar Mode.
As Troy talked with Key, doing his best to calm the researcher, I grinned at him and winked slyly. Then a frown. Troy gave the remaining Sam to Key. God damn it again.
He left for the OR. But I no longer felt hostility for Troy. He’d gone through quite a bit, some my fault, and he wasn’t even armed now, so I had nothing to worry about from him. He’d attacked those zombies before dealing with his own…and…besides getting off to a bad start with us, he’d been a good guy, I guess.
But I certainly could not say the same for Key. And now he had the Sam. I felt he was even more likely to shoot me than Troy was. Was it just my imagination? I didn’t think so.
I walked over to Key, and coolly whispered, “"We're cool for now... As long as you can keep your mouth shut. I don't want to have to take any drastic measures... Got it? I've already been infected once so far today, and have been through a hell of a lot more then you so far. Let this drop. Just let it drop..."
Of course, I didn’t expect him to at all. I’d be keeping a VERY close eye on that one. I was, indeed. But I couldn’t forget Mr. Stabby. My only real friends here were Mr. Stabby, Mr. Shocky, and Sam! Yeah, I couldn’t trust anyone else! Hahahaah!
Snap out of it!
I shook my head, and unholstered Sam. I needed him available right away if Key tried anything. Draw time = die time. I felt sad, not being able to trust my fellow people like this.
(cont'd...still)
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It's a turkey, stuffed with a duck, stuffed with a chicken!
- About my user name
I cut Key off, lying…a lot. Glad I was good at lying. "I saved you Troy. When you were shooting those zombies, one of them managed to knock you down and you hit your head kind of hard on the floor. I managed to get one of your guns out of your holster pretty quick and shot him down for you..."
"Was I bit?!"
He seemed really afraid. Another guilt pang shot through me. "No. I managed to shoot him down before he had even got close to biting you. You should be thankful I was here... What is the last thing you remember?"
"Well... I remember telling Key and Natus to move away from the ER door... And I remember shooting at those zombies... But... But..." Troy shakes his head in frustration, "I think I killed one or two of them... I don't know... I'm sorry..."
Looked like everything was going according to plan. I’d get away with it. While I still felt guilty, I couldn’t help but feel a wave of relief wash over me. Hell, more like a tsunami of relief crash into me.
I grin from ear to ear. "I thought that since I saved you and all, it should only be fair that I take one of your weapons. Key wanted me to take both, but I told him that that would just be plain unethical." I chuckled internally, knowing the truth of that, but hey, why not make myself look better while I was lying up this tornado of falseness?
"What?! You lying bastard!!" Key screams at him, "You--!"
While inside I was raging at him YET AGAIN trying to screw me over, my outward self was uber-calm, in perfect Liar Mode.
As Troy talked with Key, doing his best to calm the researcher, I grinned at him and winked slyly. Then a frown. Troy gave the remaining Sam to Key. God damn it again.
He left for the OR. But I no longer felt hostility for Troy. He’d gone through quite a bit, some my fault, and he wasn’t even armed now, so I had nothing to worry about from him. He’d attacked those zombies before dealing with his own…and…besides getting off to a bad start with us, he’d been a good guy, I guess.
But I certainly could not say the same for Key. And now he had the Sam. I felt he was even more likely to shoot me than Troy was. Was it just my imagination? I didn’t think so.
I walked over to Key, and coolly whispered, “"We're cool for now... As long as you can keep your mouth shut. I don't want to have to take any drastic measures... Got it? I've already been infected once so far today, and have been through a hell of a lot more then you so far. Let this drop. Just let it drop..."
Of course, I didn’t expect him to at all. I’d be keeping a VERY close eye on that one. I was, indeed. But I couldn’t forget Mr. Stabby. My only real friends here were Mr. Stabby, Mr. Shocky, and Sam! Yeah, I couldn’t trust anyone else! Hahahaah!
Snap out of it!
I shook my head, and unholstered Sam. I needed him available right away if Key tried anything. Draw time = die time. I felt sad, not being able to trust my fellow people like this.
(cont'd...still)
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It's a turkey, stuffed with a duck, stuffed with a chicken!
- About my user name
From: Turducken
| Posted: 9/12/2004 12:39:40 AM | Message Detail
Who could I trust? I went over the lineup of researchers in my mind.
Turducken…wait, that’s me. I’m really messed up. I can trust myself. Right?
Key…no way. No way in hell. No trust at all.
Nate…sure, he could be a little bossy at times, but I could trust him. He certainly hadn’t attacked me.
Natus…I was pretty sure I could trust him. But he seemed to know something. About some of these things we’ve encountered. Seemed a little suspicious, but maybe I could ask him about it.
As for the other group, besides now, I’d gone solo, mostly. I hadn’t gotten much chance to be around them, and what I had my sleep-deprived mind wouldn’t let me access. But I figured I could trust them. No one else had tried to betray me yet.
I watched Nate exit the ER with a tray of herbs. I could still use one, myself. But Steve came first. If there were any left over…
"Guys! Glad to see things worked out!”
Worked out, my ass.
“Help Natus in the ER and then come back into the OR... We have to get Steve these herbs and fast!"
Damn it. He was trying to order us around again. ****in’…ugh. Whatever. What’d he need help with?
Keeping my eyes on Key, I walked into the ER. Holy crap. What a sight. The blood was…everywhere. Like the entrance. The smell. God… I immediately stopped breathing through my nose. This room needed to be searched. I put the crumpled paper and encrypted not into the notebook. Save room, in case I found anything of interest.
I could do it. Just had to get past the stench…
Occasionally glancing at the door in case Key came in, I looked around.
Crutches…didn’t someone say they needed crutches? “Hey, Seymour, could you grab those?” I asked gently while continuing my search.
Agh. A note, covered in blood. I stuck it into my handy-dandy…notebook! I’d review it, and the other things, back at the Inn.
I wondered, what had the others learned from the info I’d given them? Had they managed to reach the outside using that laptop? I wondered.
[Status]: Okay (Exhausted)
[Equipped]: Samurai Edge (6/18: Burst Mode), Mr. Shocky (Def. Item, 50% Battery)
[Items – 5/8]: Starter Kit (Map, Notebook [Crumpled Paper, Encrypted Note], Pen, Starting Files), $500, Voice Memo Recorder, Water Emblem, Mr. Stabby
THE GAME PLAN AFTER THE POST
1. Examine operating table for goodies or clues
2. Check cabinet, which is sure to be locked. If so, let’s try and break it open w/ Mr. Stabby!
3. Head to OR, use a green herb on my injury if one remains.
4. Head back to Inn with others, helping Steve (hope he makes it!)
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It's a turkey, stuffed with a duck, stuffed with a chicken!
- About my user name
Turducken…wait, that’s me. I’m really messed up. I can trust myself. Right?
Key…no way. No way in hell. No trust at all.
Nate…sure, he could be a little bossy at times, but I could trust him. He certainly hadn’t attacked me.
Natus…I was pretty sure I could trust him. But he seemed to know something. About some of these things we’ve encountered. Seemed a little suspicious, but maybe I could ask him about it.
As for the other group, besides now, I’d gone solo, mostly. I hadn’t gotten much chance to be around them, and what I had my sleep-deprived mind wouldn’t let me access. But I figured I could trust them. No one else had tried to betray me yet.
I watched Nate exit the ER with a tray of herbs. I could still use one, myself. But Steve came first. If there were any left over…
"Guys! Glad to see things worked out!”
Worked out, my ass.
“Help Natus in the ER and then come back into the OR... We have to get Steve these herbs and fast!"
Damn it. He was trying to order us around again. ****in’…ugh. Whatever. What’d he need help with?
Keeping my eyes on Key, I walked into the ER. Holy crap. What a sight. The blood was…everywhere. Like the entrance. The smell. God… I immediately stopped breathing through my nose. This room needed to be searched. I put the crumpled paper and encrypted not into the notebook. Save room, in case I found anything of interest.
I could do it. Just had to get past the stench…
Occasionally glancing at the door in case Key came in, I looked around.
Crutches…didn’t someone say they needed crutches? “Hey, Seymour, could you grab those?” I asked gently while continuing my search.
Agh. A note, covered in blood. I stuck it into my handy-dandy…notebook! I’d review it, and the other things, back at the Inn.
I wondered, what had the others learned from the info I’d given them? Had they managed to reach the outside using that laptop? I wondered.
[Status]: Okay (Exhausted)
[Equipped]: Samurai Edge (6/18: Burst Mode), Mr. Shocky (Def. Item, 50% Battery)
[Items – 5/8]: Starter Kit (Map, Notebook [Crumpled Paper, Encrypted Note], Pen, Starting Files), $500, Voice Memo Recorder, Water Emblem, Mr. Stabby
THE GAME PLAN AFTER THE POST
1. Examine operating table for goodies or clues
2. Check cabinet, which is sure to be locked. If so, let’s try and break it open w/ Mr. Stabby!
3. Head to OR, use a green herb on my injury if one remains.
4. Head back to Inn with others, helping Steve (hope he makes it!)
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It's a turkey, stuffed with a duck, stuffed with a chicken!
- About my user name
From: GoldenSunMasterYami
| Posted: 9/12/2004 4:09:48 AM | Message Detail
GSMY looked up at the 3 Stooges banging on the door. He sighs taking his Umbrella shirt and his knife, he slashed the logo making a scar to prove that Umbrella was dead to him and might make him dead, he put it on under his shirt. Looking his other piece of crap he recieved an "OR key". Lloyd yells loud enough for the awake to hear but for CC not to. It figures it most likely went to the Operating Room the one place we aren't, and my guess is that the compartments that we need are with the dead researchers. Anyway LJ why don't you take that crowbar to Room 002's door we might be able to crack it open.
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What do you want here something witty? **** you I ain't that smart.
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What do you want here something witty? **** you I ain't that smart.
From: AZPunisher
| Posted: 9/12/2004 5:01:44 AM | Message Detail
*Realizing the situation at hand is getting worse far quicker than it is getting better, he starts to formulate a plan.. first, he pushes Tidus forcefully away from his person with a stiff palm to the forehead.. brushing his chest off as he heads over to the rest of the group.. leaving Forest Boy to gawk out the window at his new friends.. he then approaches LJ, after he returns from he safe..*
"Damn.. no firearm. Ah well.. I hadn't truly counted on it anyway. As for what I wanted to tell you.."
*Pulls the Cross from his large outer-thigh pocket, showing it to LJ.. then shows him the base.. notably, the square base...*
"Earlier I heard GSMY & Natus going on about what transpired in the Pool Room.. I've come to the conclusion that there is something of importance in the pool, but that something has it's own something protecting it.. a particularly nasty something.. I would love to feed Tidus to it, and then drain the pool while singing my favorite song.. but I have a good feeling The Village has something much more entertaining than that in store for him.. now that I have told you what I know, here is what I have to ask you.."
*With that comment, he draws his MH and lets it roll back on his trigger finger, to which he hooks it with, and holds it before LJ.. the Cross in the other hand..*
"That thing in there needs to die. I sincerely doubt it will let us drain the pool, grab the item, and be on our merry way. This is where you come in, if you so choose.. If you feel comfortable with draining the pool while I've got you covered, then take the Cross, and let's get this done.. if you don't have said comfort.. then take my Gun for the time being. Use it to cover me, as I drain the pool.. but be prepared to kill whatever will be quite interested in killing me.. Before you make your decision, or choose neither option altogether, I won't bore you to death by going over my training.. I will however wager the half a grand in my wallet that I'm a better shot than you.."
[Status]: Fine
[Equip]: Modified Handgun (15/15)
[Items]: $500, Starter Kit, Clip (14/15), Green Herbs x2, Heavy Cross, Computer Circuit, Survival Knife, Cookie
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«« Â.Ž.P.ü.ñ.ï.š.h.ê.r ™ •¯`·._.·•
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"Damn.. no firearm. Ah well.. I hadn't truly counted on it anyway. As for what I wanted to tell you.."
*Pulls the Cross from his large outer-thigh pocket, showing it to LJ.. then shows him the base.. notably, the square base...*
"Earlier I heard GSMY & Natus going on about what transpired in the Pool Room.. I've come to the conclusion that there is something of importance in the pool, but that something has it's own something protecting it.. a particularly nasty something.. I would love to feed Tidus to it, and then drain the pool while singing my favorite song.. but I have a good feeling The Village has something much more entertaining than that in store for him.. now that I have told you what I know, here is what I have to ask you.."
*With that comment, he draws his MH and lets it roll back on his trigger finger, to which he hooks it with, and holds it before LJ.. the Cross in the other hand..*
"That thing in there needs to die. I sincerely doubt it will let us drain the pool, grab the item, and be on our merry way. This is where you come in, if you so choose.. If you feel comfortable with draining the pool while I've got you covered, then take the Cross, and let's get this done.. if you don't have said comfort.. then take my Gun for the time being. Use it to cover me, as I drain the pool.. but be prepared to kill whatever will be quite interested in killing me.. Before you make your decision, or choose neither option altogether, I won't bore you to death by going over my training.. I will however wager the half a grand in my wallet that I'm a better shot than you.."
[Status]: Fine
[Equip]: Modified Handgun (15/15)
[Items]: $500, Starter Kit, Clip (14/15), Green Herbs x2, Heavy Cross, Computer Circuit, Survival Knife, Cookie
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«« Â.Ž.P.ü.ñ.ï.š.h.ê.r ™ •¯`·._.·•
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From: GoldenSunMasterYami
| Posted: 9/12/2004 6:08:46 AM | Message Detail
I'll go with you AZ, you didn't see what it could do. I'm the ONLY one here who saw its potiental, (its long tounge) I'll go with you but we could use the help of NES, MF or Tidus any of them will do.
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What do you want here something witty? **** you I ain't that smart.
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What do you want here something witty? **** you I ain't that smart.
From: Tidus41390
| Posted: 9/12/2004 7:03:22 AM | Message Detail
*I turn away from the window when I hear GSMY's offer.*
"Look I'm sorry, but like I said before I'm NOT helping this b******."
*Points to AZ.*
"I for one think we shouldn't stay here for even another minute. I mean look at what happens when we listen to this moron. Let's leave for now before it becomes any harder to leave than it already is. We can check out the pool room later. For now we can go upstairs shoot those things that are outside the window, and help each other down. Then we could go to the airstrip. There GSMY can unsheathe is knife cut off the finger of the airstrip people then we can go over to the inn. When back we lure those things to the outside of the bar. When we reach the outside of the bar we all split up and head straight for the inn. When we come back in here we use the fingers and get whatever they had and if it is useful we keep it."
*I walk past AZ bumping into him on the way. I stop at the bottom of the stairs whose with me?*
"By the way, GSMY, could I have that OR key?"
*I stand there and wait for AZ's smart *** comment.*
Status:Fine, brainstorming on what to do.
Equip:Shotgun (7/7)
Items:Shotgun shells (11/14), 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!
"Look I'm sorry, but like I said before I'm NOT helping this b******."
*Points to AZ.*
"I for one think we shouldn't stay here for even another minute. I mean look at what happens when we listen to this moron. Let's leave for now before it becomes any harder to leave than it already is. We can check out the pool room later. For now we can go upstairs shoot those things that are outside the window, and help each other down. Then we could go to the airstrip. There GSMY can unsheathe is knife cut off the finger of the airstrip people then we can go over to the inn. When back we lure those things to the outside of the bar. When we reach the outside of the bar we all split up and head straight for the inn. When we come back in here we use the fingers and get whatever they had and if it is useful we keep it."
*I walk past AZ bumping into him on the way. I stop at the bottom of the stairs whose with me?*
"By the way, GSMY, could I have that OR key?"
*I stand there and wait for AZ's smart *** comment.*
Status:Fine, brainstorming on what to do.
Equip:Shotgun (7/7)
Items:Shotgun shells (11/14), 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!
From: GoldenSunMasterYami
| Posted: 9/12/2004 7:31:30 AM | Message Detail
That sounds like a great idea Tidus only one thing, do you see that 9 foot outline of something scary at the airport........ thats the Judge and charging over there means death. I say we drain the pool and light the zombies at the door on fire using one of CC's arrows, lighter and paper. Burning those asses back to the grave for good. But not wanting to be a total ass take the OR key Tidus.
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What do you want here something witty? **** you I ain't that smart.
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What do you want here something witty? **** you I ain't that smart.
From: KeyCard25
| Posted: 9/12/2004 8:52:11 AM | Message Detail
*pulls the gun up to his head*
"well im tired of this ****"
*shots himself in the head*
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Welcome to Raccoon City one hell of a town
"well im tired of this ****"
*shots himself in the head*
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Welcome to Raccoon City one hell of a town
From: Tidus41390
| Posted: 9/12/2004 9:41:20 AM | Message Detail
*I gladly take the OR key.*
"OK now Can you guys help me out of the second floor window? I don't want to stay here any longer than we have to."
*I go upstairs and look out the window. I point my shotgun down at the heads of the two things and fire hoping that the one wide shot is enough to take the head off of both things.*
(If the one shot is enough can you guys at the inn help me down?)
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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!
"OK now Can you guys help me out of the second floor window? I don't want to stay here any longer than we have to."
*I go upstairs and look out the window. I point my shotgun down at the heads of the two things and fire hoping that the one wide shot is enough to take the head off of both things.*
(If the one shot is enough can you guys at the inn help me down?)
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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!
From: NateDaTater
| Posted: 9/12/2004 9:48:55 AM | Message Detail
<OOC> Three cheers for Key's not-so-glorious suicide! </OOC>
Startled awake yet again by gunshots, Nate was on his feet before he even realized what he waken him. Looking around in a dazed state for the source, he realized it had come, yet again, from the entrance hall. This time, however, no successive shots followed it.
He rushed into the entrance to find out what happened, only to see Key's dead body lying in a pool of his own blood. Part of his head was missing, and what looked like the remains of it were splattered on the wall nearby. Nate covered his mouth in horror, as he looked up to see where to Turducken was. He wasn't around, and he couldn't have hidden himself fast enough before Nate entered the room, so he deduced that it must have been suicide.
All that tension must have made him snap. Knowing what he had to do, but not wanting to do it, Nate turned his back to the lifeless body, the large gun still clasped in his hand. Convincing himself it had to be done, he knelt down and took the Samurai Edge, which was empty. Damn. He turned the body over and also took the $100 that remained in his wallet. He layed the steel pipe and starter off to the side, and shook his head. He hoped he wouldn't have to scavenge anybody else's body like this again.
Nate went back to the OR to check on Steve, and resumed his nap.
NATE
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[Status] Fine {sleeping}
[Equip] Aluminum Baseball bat, Dagger (Def. Item)
[Items] Starter Set, $600, 'LT:E' Key, blue herb, red herb, yellow herb, Samurai Edge (empty)
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"United we stand, divided we fall." - Aesop
Startled awake yet again by gunshots, Nate was on his feet before he even realized what he waken him. Looking around in a dazed state for the source, he realized it had come, yet again, from the entrance hall. This time, however, no successive shots followed it.
He rushed into the entrance to find out what happened, only to see Key's dead body lying in a pool of his own blood. Part of his head was missing, and what looked like the remains of it were splattered on the wall nearby. Nate covered his mouth in horror, as he looked up to see where to Turducken was. He wasn't around, and he couldn't have hidden himself fast enough before Nate entered the room, so he deduced that it must have been suicide.
All that tension must have made him snap. Knowing what he had to do, but not wanting to do it, Nate turned his back to the lifeless body, the large gun still clasped in his hand. Convincing himself it had to be done, he knelt down and took the Samurai Edge, which was empty. Damn. He turned the body over and also took the $100 that remained in his wallet. He layed the steel pipe and starter off to the side, and shook his head. He hoped he wouldn't have to scavenge anybody else's body like this again.
Nate went back to the OR to check on Steve, and resumed his nap.
NATE
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[Status] Fine {sleeping}
[Equip] Aluminum Baseball bat, Dagger (Def. Item)
[Items] Starter Set, $600, 'LT:E' Key, blue herb, red herb, yellow herb, Samurai Edge (empty)
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"United we stand, divided we fall." - Aesop
From: Turducken
| Posted: 9/12/2004 10:42:13 AM | Message Detail
UPDATED GAME PLAN IN LIGHT OF KEY'S "MATURE" SUICIDE (this goes before 1 in the normal game plan)
- Hear shots, go out, explain to Nate it wasn't me. I was in the ER. Natus can confirm it. The empty Sam that Key had will also corroborate this.
- Regular game plan, after concluding that Key committed suicide because the events since our arrival had indeed driven him insane, whereas I was not.
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It's a turkey, stuffed with a duck, stuffed with a chicken!
- About my user name
- Hear shots, go out, explain to Nate it wasn't me. I was in the ER. Natus can confirm it. The empty Sam that Key had will also corroborate this.
- Regular game plan, after concluding that Key committed suicide because the events since our arrival had indeed driven him insane, whereas I was not.
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It's a turkey, stuffed with a duck, stuffed with a chicken!
- About my user name
From: NateDaTater
| Posted: 9/12/2004 10:53:41 AM | Message Detail
As Tur comes out to investigate the gun shots, I give him the other gun, as I have no real need for it at the moment.
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"United we stand, divided we fall." - Aesop
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"United we stand, divided we fall." - Aesop
From: NateDaTater
| Posted: 9/12/2004 12:11:28 PM | Message Detail
[This message was deleted at the request of the original poster]
From: NateDaTater
| Posted: 9/12/2004 12:13:03 PM | Message Detail
*Revision of Game Plan*
1.) Give Samurai Edge and green herb to Tur, then go to help Steve.
2.) Mix green and red herb. Use this on Steve.
3.) Pocket blue herb.
4.) Use yellow herb, if it does what I think it does, and raises my total amount of life.
5.) Go back to sleep.
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"United we stand, divided we fall." - Aesop
1.) Give Samurai Edge and green herb to Tur, then go to help Steve.
2.) Mix green and red herb. Use this on Steve.
3.) Pocket blue herb.
4.) Use yellow herb, if it does what I think it does, and raises my total amount of life.
5.) Go back to sleep.
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"United we stand, divided we fall." - Aesop
From: GoldenSunMasterYami
| Posted: 9/12/2004 2:21:00 PM | Message Detail
Uh Tidus if you do kill them with your shotgun why do you need to go out the window?
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What do you want here something witty? **** you I ain't that smart.
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What do you want here something witty? **** you I ain't that smart.
From: Tidus41390
| Posted: 9/12/2004 2:43:31 PM | Message Detail
cause there are two out the window and three outside the front door i want to sneak out the back window
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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!
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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!
From: GoldenSunMasterYami
| Posted: 9/12/2004 3:07:48 PM | Message Detail
Oh I didn't hear those two, but then again you know we could just go into the basement and get some gas drop it on the window zombies then use CC's lighter with some paper light the paper and drop it on the gas soaked zombies.
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What do you want here something witty? **** you I ain't that smart.
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What do you want here something witty? **** you I ain't that smart.
From: Tidus41390
| Posted: 9/12/2004 3:35:56 PM | Message Detail
not a bad idea GSMY. FF can you ignore the part in my post where i shoot the zombies i'm going with GSMY's idea
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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!
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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!
From: FFPhoenix
| Posted: 9/12/2004 5:22:56 PM | Message Detail
Closing us out for the night... I read in the RC that Key killed himself? Well... We will have none of that. Expect the Judge to claim his next victim.
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"This is the story of a man... a woman... and the corpses of a thousand evil men..." ~My Chemical Romance
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"This is the story of a man... a woman... and the corpses of a thousand evil men..." ~My Chemical Romance
From: NESisdabest
| Posted: 9/12/2004 6:17:36 PM | Message Detail
ill go with u az but i dont think ill be much use killing zombies at a distance and lj u got the blue gem i ogt the red ge can we combine them???
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i like chicken:) and....................RESIDENT EVIL!!!
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i like chicken:) and....................RESIDENT EVIL!!!
From: GoldenSunMasterYami
| Posted: 9/12/2004 6:57:00 PM | Message Detail
Don't worry NES the monster has a long tounge where your Axe will come in handy you can chop it up and serve it back to him.
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What do you want here something witty? **** you I ain't that smart.
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What do you want here something witty? **** you I ain't that smart.
