walks into the batroom i sure hjope theres a dam gun here i doubt it tho all i have is mr stabby lol
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wait no sry i used mr stabbys name my axes name is mr slashy
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one last thing NES, there is a monsterous human with scales in the bathroom exiting while 4 researchers and attempting to kill it a narrow hallwall.
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o ok nvm i thought tidus killed it with his shotgun
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Closing out the update. You know the drill, no more posts in here until I've updated... And wow, such a simple thing as a hunter encounter has been blown up into so much more... Heh.
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It has to go through FFDragon first, after all the body might block the doors.
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You can't stab with a damn axe! And ripping off my weapon's name is a mistake... I won't forget this!

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Researcher's Club. Go. Stay out of the main topic with the bickering. I would however like the read the bickering if it is in the Researcher's Club. We're trying to keep this topic as story-oriented as possible. Thank ya kindly.
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Note to my Inn Crew: Unless I specifically revoke the privaledge later, the Welcoming Room to the Inn will always be the 'safe room.' Therefore, Jim NEVER got into the Inn, but he is right in front of the door, so if you were to open it, he'd be in your face. So of you seem to be confused by this, so I thought it fair to clarify for you. Now, on to the Update.


The Inn- The five researchers stare into the eyes of the 'MA-120 HUNTER' as it comes charging out of the bathroom at them. They are all panicked and for obvious reasons. The Hunter doesn't give them any time to react as it leaps through the air at the nearest reseacher... AZ. Everyone hit the deck and the Hunter's swipe barely misses the head of AZ. Had that connected, AZ would surely have been decapitated. The Hunter lands on the ground and quickly turns back towards the researchers. They were now trapped in between the Hunter and the bathroom. Things were not looking too good. AZ's gun slides across the floor and lands at the feet of the Hunter. Also not good. The rest of the researchers took a hard fall and are unable to get back to their feet before the Hunter comes in for a second charge. AZ has barely gotten to one knee before the Hunter crashes into his chest, and sends them both sliding backward into the doorway of the bathroom. AZ coughs out in pain, as that much muscle mass slamming into your chest was pretty painful. The Hunter lets out a throaty snarl, almost as if it was taunting AZ. It then raises it's massive claws and is about to slash the face right off of AZ, when AZ is able to grab his hammer... and drives the claw end of it right into the chest of the Hunter, shattering the wooden handle of the hammer. That was some force AZ put behind that thrust... The Hunter screams out in pain, and falls off of the body of AZ, giving him just enough time to get to his feet and retrieve his weapon. The rest of the researchers have all gotten to their feet and watch as the Hunter gets right back into an attack position in front of the bathroom door. With an escape route now open, the researchers are happy to take it...

"Oh **** that's Charile Green I just know it has to be! AZ, Tidus its open season on zombies so start shooting and backpeddling!" GSMY wisely points out

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And so they do just that. Unfortunatly for them, NES and MF hear the commotion from downstairs and come running up the stairs. The two groups collide in the small hallway, and everyone takes a second tumble. The Hunter, being a relatively intelligent creature, takes this oppurtunity to springboard off of the desk in the hall and lands in front of the entire group, effectively cutting off their escape route... again. This thing was pretty slick, and as AZ could tell you, strong as hell. It was bleeding from the wound AZ had given it, but it showed no signs of slowing down. The entire group of seven researchers is on the ground, and are unable to get to back to a vertical base. The Hunter leaps through the air again, but Tidus takes quick action and unloads a shell into the chest of the Hunter at close range, and from only one knee. The Hunter is sent sprawling backwards and slams against the wall next to the stairs. It lets out of few clicks of pain, but yet again rises to it's feet... although it is looking mighty shaky now, with two open wounds. AZ, Tidus, and MF get to their feet as well, and all raise their weapons at the approaching beast. The Hunter leaps, with it's claws extended, looking for a death blow to anyone within range. All at once, MF, AZ, and Tidus fire their weapons, striking the Hunter in the chest, and sending it sliding across the hallway and to rest at the top of the stairs. It twitches once... twice... before it's muscles contract one last time and it finally dies. The ringing in everyone's ears from the collective gunfire is almost overwhelming, and they are in a great deal of pain. AZ falls to one knee and holds his chest. CC runs over to him, a look of concern in her eyes.

"Are you ok?! Oh my god, did it slash you?!" CC yells out with a great deal of fear in her eyes

AZ doesn't even look up at her, or at any of the others in the hallway... He simply lifts up his shirt. The other researchers wince in pain looking at the chest of AZ. The entire right side of his chest has turned black and a nice shade of purple. But to be fair, it could have been much, much worse had he not had that hammer. AZ pulls his shirt back down and gets back up with a little aid from CC. He reholsters his gun in his waistband, and starts to walk (albeit a tad shaky) towards the bathroom.

"I'll be fine..." He says in a low voice, "I just want to find out why that thing looked like it had locked itself in the bathroom..."

"That bathroom thing wasn't our best idea, you know?" Tidus smirks

AZ turns around and pulls out his handgun, pointing it straight at Tidus' forehead.

"For once, I'm begging you... Shut the **** up!" He growls, a bit too seriously

Tidus leans his shotgun against the wall and throws up both hands into the air, mocking AZ's statement. AZ just shakes his head at him and puts his gun away, before he makes a decision he might regret later. MF too holsters his weapon and tried to figure out what the hell transpired up here to unleash that beast.

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"Hey guys? Simple question here. Where the **** did that come from?!"

"Don't ask, man." AZ fields the question, but then notices MF's wet spot, "Jesus MF, I didn't think that YOU would be the first to wet yourself. I had Tidus here pegged for that honor." Tidus grabs his shotgun again and shoots AZ a look. These two would be in eternal conflict.

"Ha ha, very funny. After you Tidus and GSMY left me, I continued to feel around, but I fell into some gasoline. So, it would not be wise to head back down there..." MF retorts with a half smile

"It came from the bathroom." GSMY says to break the tension, "We all tried to open the bathroom door, because it was jammed. Turns out it was baricaded from the inside, and then that thing came out at us... I don't really know what else to say..."

Tidus lets the group converse for a bit, and he takes that oppurtunity to head into Room 003. Inside he opens the closet, and takes the crossbow and quiver. He smirks to himself, knowing that he was now a walking arsenal. Those arrows were very powerful, and could take down almost anything in one bolt or two.

"Jesus Christ, did they even bother to search this room?" He snickers

Exiting Room 003, Tidus walks back into the group just as everyone was finsihing up filling MF and NES in on the origins of the Hunter. Tidus is standing there, boomstick in one hand, cross bow in the other, and CC looks as if she was going to cry. AZ, GSMY, and lj all shoot angry stares at Tidus. They knew he was weapon hoarding, and they were pissed. Looking back and forth between them and CC, Tidus finally gives into his emotions. He extends the crossbow to CC, who stares blankly at him.

"Go ahead. Take it. You obviously need it more then I do."

CC reahces out her hand and happily accepts the crossbow. Tidus slides the quiver off of his shoulder and slides it around CC's shoulder. Aw, what a gentlemen. Tidus then shoots a very big smile to AZ, GSMY, and lj. They don't return it. In the midst of all of this, MF had left the group momentarily and headed into Room 004 to explore for himself.

Inside of Room 004, MF is like a kid in a candystore, picking up discarded items. He first picks up the flashlight, so he can properly explore the basement. He is very excited when he pushes the button to turn it on, but is equally as disappointed when he finds out that it is lacking batteries. He shrugs off that factor though and picks up the jacket that has been discarded over the chair. MF calls out into the hall to ask if anyone else wants the jacket. Hearing no response, MF happily slides it on. Hey, it's a pretty good fit! He thrusts his hands into the pockets of the jacket and pulls out the key to the Bar's Back Office. MF is estatic. Also, with this nifty jacket on, MF is sure that he can carry one more item then he would be able too without it! Awesome. He heads back out into the hall just in time to see Tidus sliding the quiver onto CC's shoulder. The group turns to see MF heading out of the room wearing the jacket and carrying the flashlight.

"Hey, I had a few spaces left to carry things, so I figured I'd take them if it was okay with everyone. I mean, this flashlight will be awesome for the basement, and outside during the night." MF says to everyone

"I don't have a problem with it, MF. And I have a lighter we can use in the basement, since that flashlight doesn't have batteries." AZ suggests

MF just points to his pants. "We need to find batteries, since using a lighter in the basement would just cause a massive explosion..."

"Touche."

"And we can't go out the front door." lj pipes up, "Jim is alive again... And he had claws, sort of like that thing we just killed. Except he still looked kind of human, and he was really red..."
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"With the firepower we have, I'm sure going out the front door won't be too dificult." Tidus shoots back at lj, "But hey, if you want the panzy way out, we can probably head out this here broken window. Since Jim is outside standing at the front door of the inn we can sneak out of here."

"Yeah, and drop two stories. That will do wonders for your legs." AZ snaps, "I don't know about anyone else, but I want to take a god damn look in that bathroom! I took one hell of a hit from that thing, so I want to know what the **** was going on in there!!"

AZ was boiling. It looked like he was ready to snap at any moment. But that was understandable considering the pain he must still be feeling. No one else, even Tidus, says anything else to contridict AZ on this one. The bathroom must have something worth exploring. With AZ at the head of the group, all seven researchers headed through the narrow hallway and towards the open bathroom door. Only Tidus looks back at the corpse of the beast that had been guarding that room. The body laid perfectly still, and was just serving of an omen to the dangers of the Village. Upon entering the bathroom, the group sees that the door had been baricaded with a dresser from one of the rooms, with a heavy armchair on top. On the floor of the bathroom is a shredded shirt and a ripped #pair of blue jeans#. The shower curtain was pulled across, so it was impossible to determine what was in the #tub#. Lying on the toilet bowl was a #journal#, possibly left by the person who locked themselves in the room. Wait. There is no body in here... How the hell did the room get barricaded from the inside?! AZ turns around, his eyes voicing that same question to everyone else... The problem? No one had an answer...

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[Status]: Okay {Bruised Chest}
[Equip]: Modified Handgun (14/15)
[Items]: $500, Starter Kit, Clip (15/15), Green Herbs x3, Heavy Cross, Circular Crank, Fire Emblem, Lighter

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

CC-
[Status]: Fine
[Equipped]: Crossbow
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, Yellow Plug, Patron's Diary, Quiver(4/4)

GSMY-
[Status]: Fine
[Equipped]: Shovel
[Items]: Umbrella Magazine, Part 2 Safe Combo, Starter Kit, $500, First Aid Kit, Laptop, Hidden Note, Mrs. Jones' Diary

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

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

NES-
[Status]: Fine
[Equipped]: Rusty Axe
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, Self Defense Grenade(2)
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The Operating Room- The tension in the OR was rising quickly. The unity that had been there earlier was quickly dissolving. Between the differing opinions and the accusations that were flying around, no one was quite seeing eye to eye anymore. Tur was visibly pissed off at Troy, something that he alone seemed to hold. Everyone else had accepted Troy as just a victim of bad timing. Tur saw him as a threat to their lives... Tur knew that that bastard would have let them die just to save his own ass. He couldn't believe Nate was forgiving him just like that... Nate had listened to everything that Troy had said, and was pretty satisfied with his explanation... but one thing seemed out of place... And he had to voice his concern.

"Wait a minute... If you hadn't shot at the licker yet, and it hadn't noticed you yet, what was that loud bang we heard?"

Troy just cracks a grin. "Look Up." Nate does so, but he doesn't see anything... He is about to say something to that effect to Troy, but Troy stops him and continues. "Now look down." Nate does so again, and sees pieces of glass on the floor... He was still confused... "That thing was crawling around on the ceiling. It knocked one of the light fixtures off of the ceiling. I don't think it can see all too well if you ask me."

"He's right you know. It's blind." Natus points out

"There you go, Nate. Am I cleared of suspicions?" Troy pulls out another smile

"Yeah... I guess so..." Nate trails off with his words as he looks over at Steve. "You're not going anywhere fast, man. Your leg seems to have taken a beating lately... So why don't you stay here and watch after Steve and TJ. The rest of us are going to scour this place for anything that might help Steve... if that's alright with them?"

"You want me to play bodyguard to a shop keeper and a half dead man? Fine whatever, but you guys better not abandon me as well. I've already got two people on my hit list, and it would be a burdern to add four more. Otherwise we're cool." Troy tries to usurp some sense of leadership from the group

Tur is livid. If he was certain that he could get to Troy and steal both of his guns before he could react... he woulddo it in a heartbeat. But the fear in the back of Tur's mind says that if he was able to get one of the SEs away from Troy, that Troy would take the other and blow Tur away before he had a chance to react. That would certainly not be cool... Tur wanted to smash Mr. Stabby upside Troy's face more then anything else... but Steve was dying, and he needed help. But Tur just couldn't stand Nate's facade of leadership any longer...

"Yeah," Tur said lowly. "Just you taking charge again, eh? And if we decide not to go, that makes us little more than murders, right? You pretend we have a choice, but we don’t! And you just want to say what we all have to do so you feel so god damned important, don’t you?!"

"What Tur?" Nate turned to look at him

"Nothing. I know it’s not the safest thing for us to do, but in the best interests of Steve we’d better split up and scour this damn place fast. It’s a damn hospital; it shouldn’t be too hard to find some heavy-duty ****. So, I’m going on my own. I'm going to head to the Doctor's Office. There might be something in there we can use."

"Are you sure you want to go alone?" Nate took a step to stop Tur, but Tur just brushed him away and headed into the entrance hall.
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Key turned to Troy and shook his hand. "I guess no one has thanked you for saving their lives. I guess I'll do it for them. Thank You."

Troy just nods, as Key turns to face Nate.

"Okay, I know you're going to say it's stupid, but we can't go off together this time. I agree with Tur. We need to split up in order to comb the Hospital quicker. I don't want to leave you guys, but... I'm going to the Emergency Room. See ya later. I will try my best to find somthing to help you guys... I promise." Key turns and exits the room before Nate even has a chance to stop him

Nate is beginning to get desperate as he turns toward Natus. Natus just looks at him and grins.

"I'm going back into the entrance hall. There has to be something in there as well."

"You have to be kidding me!!"

"Bye Nate."

And with that, Natus too exits the OR. Nate is left, fuming at his 'comrades.' He simply sighs and shakes his head. Troy just laughs at Nate, and TJ seems to be in his own little world. Nate shakes off his frustrations and returns to his more reserved manner.

"If we find a pair of crutches or a wheelchair that you can you use, we'll bring it back, along with whatever we find to help Steve. Don't strain yourself, okay?"

"Alright boss." Troy says with a salute to Nate

That guys was even beginning to get on Nate's nerves...


NateDaTater- Having been left alone by everyone else, Nate decides to fully explore the Operating Room. He starts with the key inside his pocket, hoping it would be to the locked cabinet across the room. He tries it in the lock, but does not fit. Of course. That would be too easy. The Key is engraved with the letters LT:E. Whatever that means. Nate pockets the key again and heads over to where Troy had spilled the surgical instruments. Meanwhile, Troy has both of his guns out and is whistling a tune, shadowing shooting things around the room. What an ass... Nate shakes his head and scans the instruments... Oddly enough, there was a dagger among the instruments... Nate takes it. It could be useful in self defense... He then exits the OR, leaving Troy to protect Steve and TJ. Crossing the entrance hall Nate heads into the Waiting Room. It too is trashed, just like the other rooms. The first thing that grabs Nate's attention is a #body# slumped over in a chair across the room... Nate chokes up on his bat, just in case. Looking over the rest of the room, Nate sees a #magazine rack# on one side and a #TV/VCR combo# on one of the tables. Nate heads over to the magazine rack, when there is a shuffling behind him. Nate turns around just in time to see the body rising from the chair...

"No... Not again..." He whispers to himself

[Status] Fine
[Equip] Aluminum Baseball bat, Dagger (Def. Item)
[Items] Starter Set, $500, 'LT:E' Key
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KeyCard25- Crossing the main hall, Key heads into the emergency room. What awaits him is hell. In the back corner of a room, 2 people are bent over EATING a third person. Blood is everywhere and it coats all the instruments. Key doesn't have much of a chance to explore the room, because his entrance jars the people on the floor and they rise to the occasion. They are dressed in doctor's outfits, but they are blood soaked as well. Now, this is bad enough, but what happens next truly disgusts Key. The third person, 'the snack,' also rises and all three corpses start to shamble towards Key at once. Key takes hold of his pipe, but he is outnumbered and outmatched. There was still time to get out the ER before it was too late, but Key could see a #tray of herbs# in the back of the room... They could save Steve's life... But it may cost Key his own... Weighing the consequences of his actions, Key hits the wall with his pipe and screams out...

"Why didn't we just listen to MF when he told us the hospital wasn't safe?!"

[Status]: Fine
[Equipped]: Steel pipe
[Items]: Starter Kit, $100


Turducken- Tur leaves Nate to his own devices and crosses over to the Doctor's office. He pushes open the door, trying to calm himself down.

"What’s wrong with me? Why am I acting like this? I-- No. Forget it. I'm just Stressed." He tries to reassure himself

The office isn't too large, but it is big enough for it's purpose. There are Umbrella posters on the wall, as well as some medical ones. The #desk# in front of Tur might be useful, as it seems to have a few drawers. There is also a #swivel chair# in front of the desk, turned away from Tur. He is almost scared to turn it around... What if there was something sitting in that chair? Was that a groan? Was Tur losing it? There was a large #portrait# on the back wall, depicting Dr. Karter. Tur still remembers his first encounter with that freaked out bastard. Finally there was a small #palm tree# in a pot in the corner of the room that seemed to have been uprooted at some point. Weird... There was another groan. This time Tur was sure he heard a groan... And the chair was starting to turn...

[Status]: Okay
[Equipped]: Pointed Pool Cue Fragment, 'Mr. Stabby'
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500


Seymour Natus- Natus leaves the OR shaking the cobwebs out of his head. Perhaps the sleep deprivation was getting to him. It hadn't been too long ago he had slept, but the events of the day were beginning to get to him...

"Wake up dumbass..." He says to himself as he hits himself gently upside the head

Natus walks around the entrance hall looking for anything of use. Natus searches the hall top to bottom, and doesn't find much... He finds a lot of blood though... At the end of the hall there is a #welcoming desk# with a #clipboard# and #something black# on it... The desk also seems to have #a drawer# that could possibly be opened. If he wanted to keep searching, he could head into @the waiting room@, @the emergency room@, @the operating room@, @the recovery room@ or @the doctor's office@.

"C'mon Natus," He says to himself, "Get a hold of yourself... You can do this..."

[Status]: Fine
[Equipped]: Self Defense Magnum (2/2)
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500


Entire Village- A roar fills every annal of the Village... He's starting to search out his prey... He had given them a head start, but play time was over. Standing at the Airstrip, the Judge picks up his gatling gun, and reloads it by hand. Once his task is complete he takes on last look at the bodies before him before sliding the gat gun on his back again, and screaming on his trademark phrase that still chills all to the bone... "JUDGMENT!!"
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*Attempts to stretch his shoulder to get used to the soreness in his chest, brow furrowing in the process.. first thing's first, he switches the clips in his Piece [Modified Handgun], knowing from dire situations in the past that a 'Dead Man's Click' is the last sound you ever want to hear.. sure, it was one bullet.. but a bullet can take a life, and in the same aspect, save it.. shortly thereafter, he moves over to the sink, and runs the hot water.. letting it get very hot.. removes the Ziploc Bag from his side pocket, and retrieves a single herb.. replacing the bag, and grinding the Herb between his fingers.. removing the seeds & stems, he then splashes small amounts of water into his palm with his free hand, mixing the Herb into a warm paste.. pulling his shirt off with his free hand, he rubs the thick paste into his chest.. coating the bruise, and the outer edges of his chest.. rinsing the nearby cup on the sink, he mixes the last bits of the herb paste with hot water, and consumes it..*

"Thank you, Dr. Green Thumb.."


*Walking over to Rachel while the others are exploring the spacious Bathroom, he offers her his Circular Crank & Fire Emblem as he knows she is light on items, and slightly more shaken up than the others.. that, and she is one of the few he actually trusts in this Hell-Hole..*

"I'm glad to see you're equipped now.. hang onto these things, and stick with me.. I promise I wont let anything happen to you.. you'll be safe w/me.."


*He offers up a smile, surprisingly feeling a little better already.. for once he's thankful to UMB and their research.. the healing capabilities of their crop really are astounding.. he draws his shirt back on, brushing a hand through his hair.. then turns from CC and explores the shambles of the Bathroom.. first giving the pair of blue jeans a thorough examination.. he then moves on to the tub, drawing back the curtain with his left hand, while holding his Handgun in the other.. ready to drain it very quickly if he has to..*

"Tidus, bring your goofy ass over here.. tell me why you're so hard-up about The Forest all of a sudden.."

[Status]: Fine {Fading Bruised Chest}
[Equip]: Modified Handgun (15/15)
[Items]: $500, Starter Kit, Clip (14/15), Green Herbs x2, Heavy Cross, Lighter, (pair of blue jeans contents?), (tub contents?)
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"I'll wait here" not wanting to crowd the bathroom lj waits outside the door. "Well I guess I'll follow them for now, but i guess I'm going have to prove myself useful to them soon." lj thinks to himself. lj leans against the wall and listens to those inside the bathroom. He also takes his notepad and starts writing notes on the monsters he's encountered so far.


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glancing in the bath room lj notice the diary. He decides that he better try to get every bit of info he can. He walks in and grabs the diary. He goes back to the hallway and begins to read the diary.
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lj-
[Status]: Fine
[Equipped]: Nothing
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, UT Letter, log book, Warehouse Office Key, journal(diary)
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searches the tub with az
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My guess is that the monster was infected by a mouse, thats how Mrs. Jones was infected, second check the diary because if that was Charile Greene he would have kept his self defense magnum.

Hey guys listen up, this is a hidden note that described the location of a key in the bar to Evan the bartender's secret stash of......... ROARRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!! *pause* there is a secret of.......... JUGDEMENT!!!!!!!!!! *GSMY's anger is rising*

FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, WHAT THE **** IS WRONG WITH HIM. WHY IS WHENEVER I TRY TO GET A GUN THAT LOUD MOTHER ****** ROARS GOD.

*Everyone is looking at him kicking and punching a wall*................I'm sorry guys as I was saying there are guns hidden in the bar. I suggest we all go together seeing how most of us could use some guns and with the Bar Office Key we might be able to find more information with the Jones help.

Next, onto the matter of Jim outside the doors. I have a cheap and clean plan to get rid of him saving as much ammo as possible. CC would you come down with me and get AZ to give you his lighter.

*walks downstairs and drops off Umbrella Magazine, Part 2 Safe Combo(having written it down in the notebook), Laptop, and Mrs. Jones' Diary.* Starts laughing at Jim.
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*SN is heading for the Emergency Room, while trying to fit into place all the events of the day. Seeing that Licker up close and personal confirmed his worst fears - the village facility had somehow obtained the DNA sequence of a monster long dead. The RE seires never left racoon city, it was devised, created by, and destroyed by Birkens lab.*

"And the Nemesis..."

*The Nemesis being present created a lot of problems. Not only was it an immediate threat, but it too was unique. Only 2 were ever made and it's quite clear now that this has to be one of them...which means Karter stole from umbrella...which also means he openly defies them frequently...*

"Which means...the chances of the Paracelsus Sword (Or Seismic Lance!) being here just dropped into the million to one area..."

*Without realising it, SN reached the Emergency Room. He opened the door, just as the Judge called out - "JUDGEMENT!"*

"Damn."

[Status] Fine
[Equip] SD Magnum
[Items] Starter Kit, Gun, $500
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"It's coming...It's not going to stop...it'll never stop...it's coming for us...It's coming to kill us..."

Nate, having being left behind by the three others, was extremely frustrated. He had kindly introduced himself to Troy so they could earn his trust, but had been intent on jumping him and taking his guns at the first opportunity that presented itself. He did not trust Troy in the slightest, and was quite unnerved by his weaponry, but he shrugged it off, acknowledging the fact that they had very little choice at this point but to leave him behind to protect Steve and TJ.

What disturbed him even more was the fact that the group was splitting up. Nate was a team-based worker, and earnestly believed that in all goals that involved a group, it was imperative that people stick together and cooperate. This sound logic being utterly ignored by all three of his companions, Nate look a deep breath and realized that he had not slept in quite some time. He had slept little on the plane. In fact, he wasn't sure whether he was becoming delirious. He questioned whether he was really awake... whether he was truly alive... and moved on to deeper, more philosophical questions, but closed his eyes and shook his head, dismissing these thoughts. He was where he was, and he alone would have to get himself out of it. Better start now.

Seeing that son of a b1tch Troy toying with his guns like a fascinated child pissed Nate off to no end, but he plastered a smile on long enough to make Troy think nothing was up. Turning away from him, as he could no longer hold such a ludicrous display of positive emotion at this point, he began examining the room they were in. He found a dagger amongst the spilled contents of the tray, and he thought this extremely odd. Excusing it as no more strange than anything else he'd seen, he slipped it through the loop of his carpenter's jeans and took out his key and examined it. Some odd letters, no time to ponder... he tried it on the cabinet. Didn't even come close to fitting. Nate rolled his eyes and bit his tongue as it began to loosen for a good, long rant about their situation. "No point," he though. "It'd just disturb Steve." He pocketed the key and noted Steve's agonized face before he left the room. They had to help that poor guy, or Nate would never be able to forgive himself. He stared for a moment, until TJ and Troy began to notice his dazedness. Nate flashed them both a look of grave concern, the one you see from a man about to die, before he left the room.

Heading off to the operating room, Nate pondered their situation. It seemed hopeless, but they had to try. He was becoming so depressed that he did not even bother to head off to find the others and explain to them that they had to stick together. Perhaps the others were right and they should split up. Nate didn't know any more... he didn't care. He wanted to get the hell out of this mess. He still had so much to live for, so much to show the world, so much learning to do. He forced himself to concentrate on the here and now.

The here and now did not please Nate much, as the first thing he noticed was a dead body slumped across a chair. Remembering Jim, Nate realized that this was probably the exact same... infection. It looked like some kind of virus had eaten away their flesh. What the hell was going on?! How could Umbrella, a world-renowned pharmaceutical company, be involved with this?! Too much to think about. Clear your mind. He couldn't do so entirely; his vision was swimming... he needed to get some sleep.

Okay, back to the here and now. Keeping an eye on the body, he walked over to the magazine rack and glanced at it for anything of interest. Noting the TV/VCR box on a table nearby, he was distracted from his investigation by a shuffling in the room. He turned to see the body he had taken care to watch was standing up. Standing up! Nate tried to blink the sleepiness and apparent hysteria out of his eyes and mind, to no avail. The zombie was reaching for him, though he was still several feet away. Tears welled in Nate's eyes as he realized that this had once been a man. A respectable man. One with family who cared for him. Possibly with children, or even grandchildren. He would find who was responsible for defiling the divinity this life so, and exact painful retribution for those who had been consumed by this maniacal creation of theirs.

Knowing what he had to do, Nate gripped his bat and sniffed up the snot that had begun to run down his nose and blinked away the water that was disrupting his vision further. You poor man. I don't know if this is the right thing, but I will end your undeath right here. Your noble soul shall not be defiled. Nate raised his bat, tears streaming down his face, snot running from his nose, around his lips, sleep depravation clouding his vision. He took a deep, deep breath, then let out a howl of primal rage. Still yelling, he did a quick grapevine step towards the shambling creature to pick up momentum, then swung his bat with all his might at its head...

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

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"United we stand, divided we fall." - Aesop

*Hearing AZ question me I walk towards him.*

"I don't know, I just have a good feeling something we might need is there."

*After talking to AZ I walk over to the journal. I read it.*
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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!

"Dammit, that was too close. Glad to see everyone is alright."

Watching AZ tend to his wounds, I listen to GSMY speak of how to take care of Jim. *Well, taking care of Jim is better than falling out of a window*

Watching as the others explore the items found in the bathroom, I finger the key in my pocket. "Isn't there a door that leads directly to the pub?" I say to no one in particular. "I think CC is right, we should try to get back in there, and see exactly what Evan was hoarding. With any luck, he could still be alive, and...." I didn't want to finish the thought. *and not trying to eat us...*

"Well, what did you guys find in the bathroom? And who is gonna go with me back into the pub?"

I wait for the responses of AZ, Tidus, and NES....

Status: Fine
Equipped: Handgun (6/15)
Items: (Jacket - Bar key), Starter kit, $500, Top of Safe combo, empty flashlight


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

says i think all of us should go to the pub and can i have first choice of weapons in the safe if i live cause i dont have any guns and if there is only 1 gun can i have it since everyone has a gun but me all i have is a dam rusty axe
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i like chicken:) and....................RESIDENT EVIL!!!

*ponits out that lj doesn't even have a melee weapon*
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<OOC>*Wonders what MF is talking about*</OOC>
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I'd give my right hand to be ambidextrous. - Zaloopa

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i like chicken:) and....................RESIDENT EVIL!!!

Everyone he needed was with GSMY downstairs. Okay CC let me borrow that crossbow, one arrow and your help with this. CC noded still looking at Jim's struggle with the door. AZ had the lighter in his hand. NES and Lj we're at the door where GSMY pointed them to.

"Okay CC take a page out of my notebook and twist it around the tip of the arrow without ripping the paper." CC was confused but she did with GSMY's approval. Examine Jim's height, the counter's height and the crossbow's height the plan was in motion. He went behind the counter on one knee and placed the crossbow on the counter and book with the lighter on top of it. CC light the lighter and hold it still, CC complys. Now on 3 guys NES...Lj, I want you to pull the doors open and close them when I yell "pull".

GSMY aimed for Jim's head keeping the paper tipped arrow aimed at Jim's head and in front of the light lighter. "PULL" and with a roar the doors open and Jim's moan sent a chill as he reared back and charged. The arrow was shot into Jim's head and was insteadly burning. "PULL" the doors shut and Jim is running around and falls 10 feet away from the Inn.

JUDGEMENT!!!! I think I might have made it angry, the roar of a loading gatling gun started to concern them. I think we should all GET DOWN.

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What do you want here something witty? **** you I ain't that smart.

"Wow.. not bad, GSMcGyver.. MF.. I think you're right.. here in the area descriptions, it says there is a door that connects the 'Village Idiot' to the Inn.. I suggest we seek it out.. I wouldn't mind some extra ammo myself.."
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Creeee-eeak goes the door as I slowly push it open. I hope that by some small chance, not only will this office contain more clues and info, but some medical herbs or something as well. Steve’s time was running out.

I looked around the office. The desk instantly caught my attention. Undoubtedly there was SOMETHING useful inside. My eyes continued to swarm over the room. Anything else of interest?

The swivel chair at the desk. It was faced away from me. I half expected a Bond-type villain to spin around in it, petting a cat, and push a button that’d drop me into a pit full of zombie tigers.

Yep, that’d be just my luck.

THE HELL?? Did something just groan in the chair?! …Maybe not. I didn’t know. I wasn’t in the best mind lately, so I chalked it up to my mind playing tricks on me. Tricky mindses.

Son of a…! A picture of Karter! That loony, gun-toting jackass! I wanted to smash that picture just as much as I wanted to smash to real Karter…

Strange. A potted plant n the corner looked to have been uprooted recently. It seemed suspicious. I made a note to check it out.

HOLD ON! I know I heard something that time! Something’s in that chair…

I wasn’t going to let another monster get the drop on me! As the chair started to turn, I gave it a kick to spin it around faster, Mr. Stabby at the ready!

[Status]: Okay (bite on arm)
[Equipped]: Mr. Stabby (broken pool cue)
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500

MY GAME PLAN
1. Spin chair, attack if it’s a monster
2. Examime desk, check all drawers
3. Check out plant
4. Smash pic of Karter
5. Leave, head back out to waiting room and into the emergency room

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- About my user name

Having gratefully accepted the weapon and experimentally slid the quiver unto her arm, she near-nostalgically mouthed “Thank you” towards Tidus. Both crossbow and quiver felt understandably alien, yet unexpectedly prompted an equivocal emotion at the prospect of potential protection. She uneasily glanced over at the deceased predator.

The once convulsing creature was now stilled in its own growing puddle of crimson. With the blood pooling on the floor, small chunks of the reptilian’s intestine and bone were exposed heavily through the wounds, looking like some cannibal's wet dream. At least the guttural tongues clicking had halted. Stifling a delicate shudder, her verdant eyes averted and now slowly trailed to that of the wounded researcher.

The black haired male empirically stretched his arm. Aside from his brow furrowing, Az was clearly ignoring the pain which she could only imagine was crippling, at least. He made small adjustments to his pistol which hinted at someone well-versed in small firearms before treating his wounds with a compliment towards a “Dr Green Thumb”.

He then approached her, offering two items of no particular significance.

"I'm glad to see you're equipped now” he began.

“And I’m glad to see you’re not injured.” After glancing skeptically at the wound, she accepted the items. She thought it more prudent than declining; he was wounded and the last thing he needed was to be burdened with junk.

"…hang onto these things, and stick with me… I promise I won’t let anything happen to you…you'll be safe w/me…"

He smiled, and in turn, she mimicked the action before he investigated the bathroom.

"I'll wait here." Lj then proceeded to jot down quick notes, possibly pertaining to the felled monster, or perhaps how to prepare the herbs. Content with his information, he then stepped inside the bathroom, snatched some seemingly random hard-cover book before rummaging its pages for information.

“Okayyy…”

“Next, onto the matter of Jim outside the doors. I have a cheap and clean plan to get rid of him saving as much ammo as possible. CC would you come down with me and get AZ to give you his lighter.” GSMY spoke after proving his superiority to a blank wall.

She then beconed Az to please lend said lighter, and followed GSMY downstairs to try put his idea into action, with or without the device.

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I'd give my right hand to be ambidextrous. - Zaloopa

*sees the dead bodies walking for him*

"HOLY **** what are the odds!" Key yells

*one of the bodies gets close about to attack, Key swings his steel pipe as hard as he can hitting it in the head before runing out of the room and closes the door behind him holding it with all his strength and sees natus coming*

"There are 3 of dead walking bodies in there!"

*feels them start hitting the door*

"i cant hold it much longer get ready to shot or run!"

[status]fine
[equip]steel pipe
[item]notebook, pen, 100$
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Welcome to Raccoon City one hell of a town

The Inn- The seven researchers stare into the desecrared shell of the bathroom. MF rubs the back of his head and sounds kind of distant when he speaks.

"Dammit, that was too close. Glad to see everyone is alright."

AZ turns his head toawrds MF and just shakes it in disappointment. Obviously MF hadn't paid attention to AZ's chest. Not addressing MF's comment, AZ heads into the bathroom first, checking the clip on his Handgun. Fearing the 'Dead Man's Click,' AZ switched out the clip in his gun so he is playing with a full deck. Reholstering his gun, he heads over to the sink and turns on the hot water. While the water is warming up, AZ takes off his shirt, revealing the black and purple caused by the Hunter. He winces as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out the Zip-Lock bag of green herbs. He takes out a single green herb, and puts the bag back into his pocket. Grinding the herb between his fingers, AZ removes the seeds & stems, and mixes the herb with water to make a warm paste. He uses the paste to cover the extent of his bruise, as well as the outer areas of his chest. Almost instantly, the discoloration in AZ's chest begins to disappear. To finish off his first-aid, AZ mixes the last bits of the herb paste with hot water, and drinks it down... He is a bit taken back by the taste, but he feels a lot better... He turns back to the group, who are amazed that his bruise has gone down in size so quickly...

"I don't know what they did to these herbs in Arklay... but I have to thank them... Thank you Dr. Green Thumb..."

"Wow..." Is the only thing CC can get out of her mouth

AZ smiles at her... he genuinely trusts her. He takes a few steps forward and whispers to CC,

"I'm glad to see you're equipped now. But I need to know if you can hang onto these things for me, and stick together with me. I promise I wont let anything happen to you. You'll always be safe with me. I can't carry anything else as it is, and you have some open space. By pooling our resources together, we'll be nearly unstoppable..."

"And I’m glad to see you’re not injured." She whisper's in return

CC looks down to see that AZ is holding the Fire Emblem and the Circular Crank out towards her. She looks into AZ's eyes and sees that he is completely sincere, so she nods in acknowledgement and takes the items off of his hands. AZ smiles at her and gives her a quick hug. He turns back and heads into the bathroom in order to retrieve his shirt. He does so and slides it back on, the pain in his chest nothing more then a slight inconvenience now. Fully clothed again, AZ bends over and picks up the shredded pair of jeans... AZ reaches into the left pocket... Nothing... He reaches into the right pocket... And he finds something metal... Small and Metal... He pulls it out from jeans, and then discards the jeans by throwing them at Tidus' feet. Tidus was about to mouth off his 327th smart ass remark, when AZ's giant grin all but cut him off. AZ stared at the key he held in his hand. The other six also stared at the key, uncertain as to why AZ was so happy.

"Guys..." AZ starts with an ear-to-ear grin, "We've just found... The Key to Room 001..."

The jaws of everyone in the doorway hit the floor. They knew what was in Room 001. They knew it could quite possibly be the key to their salvation. There was a collective cheer of success throughout the second floor hallway, until they realize what that means...

"Charlie Greene had that key..." GSMY informs everyone, "That means... he's definitely dead..."

"How can you be so certain?!" Tidus snaps

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"The safe combination notes that he left... Charlie wouldn't have given that key up for his life." GSMY continued

lj steps past Tidus and CC and enters the bathroom with AZ. He passes right by AZ and picks up the journal off of the toilet bowl. Looking around at his fellow researchers, lj sits down on the toilet cover and opens up the journal...

"It's Charlie's..." lj confirms, "And it only has a few days worth of writing in it..."

And with that lj begins to read Charlie's Tale out loud to the crowd...

File #20- Charlie's Last Days Journal

8/25/04- It's over for me. I've accepted my fate. I couldn't get into the safe, so now my hopes of slavation are all but lost. Karter came into the Inn today, shooting down three of those zombie-like corpses on his way in. I thought he was here to save me, and get me out of here, but I was so wrong. He demanded the key to Room 001 from me... but I wouldn't give it to him. I told him that I'd let him into the Room, and he smiled at me the way he does when he wants to get on your good side, and said that would be fine. He went into the room and opened the safe... that wretched piece of machinary that takes up over half of the entire room, and removed quite a number of things from it. It seems that besides the duel-locking system to the safe, there are also compartments in the safe that only open by fingerprint analysis. Karter's fingerprint opens them all apparently, and he did a number on that safe... taking quite a few guns and clips, as well as some plastic cards... I tried to get Karter to tell me the combination, but he just laughed at me and told me to get lost. After he had fiddled with the safe, he locked it back up and left the room. I locked the room again, and Karter again told me to give him the key. I again refused and he turned against me. He pulled his gun on me! I couldn't believe what was happening before me eyes. He told me to turn around and get on my knees, and I thought he was going to shoot me in the head... But instead he pricked me on the neck with a needle. The next thing I heard was the Inn Door closing... I could feel something happening to me on the inside... But I didn't know what...

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8/26/04- Something is really wrong with me... My leg muscles have tripled in size! I can jump from the bottom of the stairs all the way to the top of them... with ease! And my skin is hardening... And becoming scaly... Whatever Karter stuck me with is doing this to me... I know it! But I'm not turning into those things outside, I'm turning into something completely different... I don't know what to do... I guess I'll try the safe one last time...

[Two lines are skipped]

...I failed... That safe is just too hard. And I lost my notes on the combination, so I hope they serve someone else well. My skin is almost entirely green. I wish I knew what was happening to me... My strength has increased too. In my anger I slammed my hand into the wall behind the counter, and broke almost everything back there. I cut my arm too, and I lost a fair amount of blood. But just a few hours later, my wound healed... What am I going to do?

8/27/04- I've figured it out... I wouldn't give Karter the key... He wanted to make sure those new researchers didn't get into the safe. Their set of fingerprints was on log in there, and they each had a compartment in the safe. Karter didn't want them to get in there... I don't know why. But since I defied him... He turned me into a living bodyguard for that damn key. I have to lock myself away so I don't hurt those people... The bathroom is the safest place... I'm not taking my gun... I'm afraid of what I might do to myself with it...

I've baricaded myself in... And my body is beginning to mutate even faster now. I don't fit in my shirt or my pants anymore... I've shrunk in size... I can't even remember how to speak!! This is it. My hands are becoming to unstable to hold a pen any longer. I guess I'll do the job I was meant to do. I'll protect this key with what life I have left. This is my final order, from Dr. Karter. Instead of becoming a shambling corpse, I've become a powerful beast. At least he gave me a better way out... I just feel sorry if those researchers ever open this door... I'm sorry guys... But I have no control left of my own mind...

I hear the plane... Mind clouded... Feeling angry... Sad... Feeling Guilty... Scared... Alone... Rage...

C h a Rl i E
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By the end of his transformation, Charlie could barely spell his own name... And it seems Karter raided the safe shortly before the researchers arrived. He didn't take everything according to Charlie, but just enough to get him through. And he was responsible for the mutation of Charlie... There was no doubt in anyone's mind that the Hunter they had killed was none other then Charlie Greene.

"We killed him..." lj said while closing the journal, "We killed him, and he knew we'd do it... What kind of people does that make us?"

"Live people." Tidus replied

"Do you have any sense of heart at all, forest boy?" AZ growls back

"Yes. And I'd like it to keep it beating thank you very much."
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AZ has to turn away from Tidus to prevent from exploding at him. He decides to check in the bathtub, and NES comes over to help. They pull back the curtain, to find a tub full of water. AZ doesn't even hesitate when he thrusts his hand into the darkened water and pulls the plug. Lucky for them, their were no surprises in the tub, save for something that looks like a jewelry box. In actuality, it is a #ornate puzzle box#. Whatever was in there was kept under quite an intricate puzzle, and no one even had a clue where to start... so they left it there for now. Having cleared the bathroom, and the entire second floor, the team was faced with quite a dilemia... Did they continue into Room 001, or did they attempt to head elsewhere in the Village looking for help? The entire crew heads back downstairs and into the welcoming area in order to take a seat. They do so, and all take note of Jim's continued efforts to get into the Inn. GSMY heads over to the Item box and drops off the Umbrella Magazine, Part 2 Safe Combo, the Laptop, and Mrs. Jones' Diary in order to free up some space for him to carry things. After he shuts the lid to the item box, GSMY turns towards the others and markets his idea.

"Hey guys listen up, I read a hidden note that described the location of a key in the bar to Evan the bartender's secret stash of--"

The Judge roars in the distance...

"...there is a secret of--"

"JUDGMENT!!" The scream came from some distance away in the Village, but it still was loud enough to strike fear... and piss GSMY off...

"FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, WHAT THE **** IS WRONG WITH HIM?! WHY IS IT WHENEVER I TRY TO GET A GUN THAT LOUD MOTHER ****** ROARS?! GOD!" GSMY explodes, taking out his frustration on a nearby wall. GSMY's pounding of the wall, and Jim's pounding of the door meld together into one, which sends shivers down the spine of the other researchers.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa there buddy. Calm down for just two seconds..." Tidus attempts to cool down the now fuming GSMY, "What were you just talking about a secret stash of?"

"Evan... left his wife a note explaining where to get the key to his gun case, which I bet is in the Bar's Office..." GSMY revealed while beginning to cool off

MF reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out the lovely key. "I've got the key to the Bar Office. All we need is a way back into the Bar. Evan locked the main door, but didn't our maps say something about door in the Inn that leads directly to the pub? Room 002 is on the side of the bar... I bet the way back into the pub is through there. I think we should try to get back in there, and see exactly what Evan was hoarding. With any luck, he could still be alive, and... uh... yeah..."

MF's stumble echoes the thoughts of everyone else. They knew that Evan could very well be infected by now... He could even be like Charlie by now... Opening up a new wave of ideas, AZ actually starts a conversation with Tidus without insulting him... too much.

"Tidus, bring your goofy ass over here. Tell me why you're so hard-up about The Forest all of a sudden."

"I don't know, I just have a good feeling something we might need is there."

"That's it? You want me to risk my life with you over a feeling?"

"Well... Yeah..."

"Sorry, bro, but that doesn't cut it for me. I agree with MF though... here in the area descriptions, it says there is a door that connects the 'Village Idiot' to the Inn. I suggest we seek it out. I wouldn't mind some extra ammo myself."

"Nah." Tidus feels the need to contrict AZ, "We've got the key to Room 001 now... We NEED to get into that safe. Do I need to stress that fact anymore?"
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"If we go out of the Inn, we're going to need to take out Jim. Is that something we want to do now? Or do we wait until we have more firepower? Because I do have a plan..." GSMY smiles

"Um..." AZ is speechless, for the first time today

There were so many options now... They could try to find the Room 002 key and head into the Pub... Maybe the Key was in the Safe in Room 001... They could go there, or they could head outside and take care of Jim... Their next move was pivotal... They needed to make the right choice... and fast.

AZ-
[Status]: Fine {Fading Bruised Chest}
[Equip]: Modified Handgun (15/15)
[Items]: $500, Starter Kit, Clip (14/15), Green Herbs x2, Heavy Cross, Lighter, Room 001 Key

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

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

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

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

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

NES-
[Status]: Fine
[Equipped]: Rusty Axe
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, Self Defense Grenade(2)
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NateDaTater- Nate's head was a whirlwind of thoughts. His team was falling apart in front of his eyes, Steve was on the verge of death, and they were uncertain of whether or not they could trust Troy. He wanted to be angry at someone... something... anything... but he knew that that would just make things worse. The sleep deprivation was catching up with Nate, and his mindset wandered from thought to thought... almost as if Nate was in more of a dreamlike state then reality. Not the most comforting state to be in while wandering a blood soaked hospital. Nate didn't even bother to try and reunite the group... His efforts would be all for naught, and he knew that just as well as everyone else did. No matter how hard Nate tried to work things out for the better good, no one wanted to listen. They just wanted to mock him, and defy him openly. It hurt Nate on the inside, but he wasn't about to let them see that. No... He would show them all how wrong they were... Nate was going to get out of the Village alive... Whether he had help or not... Nate stumbles into the waiting room, in almost a euphoric state. Had he taken some morphine while no one was looking? No... It was just the lack of sleep... It had to be. Across the room he eyes up the body that seems to be decaying across the room... Something looked like it had eaten off parts of his flesh... Caused no doubt by that bastard virus made here in the Village by Dr. Karter and his duo of partners... What the hell was really going on here?! How could Umbrella, a world-renowned pharmaceutical company, be involved with this?! Nate's mind is still cloudy, and he can't quite come up with any answer that would make any sense whatsoever. Making note of the TV/VCR combo, Nate heads over to the magazine rack, where he finds a #Doctor's Memo#. He picks it up and is about to read it when he notices something out of the corner of his eye... That body in the corner of the room... Was standing up!! Nate tried to blink the sleepiness and apparent hysteria out of his eyes and mind, to no avail. The zombie was reaching for him, though he was still several feet away. Tears welled in Nate's eyes as he realized that this had once been a man. A respectable man. One with family who cared for him. Possibly with children, or even grandchildren. He would find who was responsible for defiling the divinity this life so, and exact painful retribution for those who had been consumed by this maniacal creation of theirs.

This pain was griping at his fractured psyche, tampering with the sanctity of what had been an impenetrable mind a half an hour earlier. Nate's mind was all but failing him at the moment... So he no longer relied on thought to guide his actions... No... He resorted to primal instinct. Kill, or be killed. Survival of the Fittest. Darwanism at it's finest hour... Nate choked up on his bat, and whiped the tears from his eyes. His vision was blurry from both the lack of sleep and the rise of emotion... The zombie heads towards Nate, arms outstretched, reeking with death.

"You poor man. I don't know if this is the right thing, but I will end your undeath right here. Your noble soul shall not be defiled."

Nate raised his bat, tears streaming down his face, snot running from his nose, around his lips, sleep depravation clouding his vision. He took a deep, deep breath, then let out a howl of primal rage. Still yelling, he did a quick grapevine step towards the shambling creature to pick up momentum, then swung his bat with all his might at its head...
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...with a sickening 'thwack' Nate's aluminum bat meets the skull of the rotting man. The zombie takes a hard crash to the floor, but doesn't stay there for long. Nate continues to beat the zombie with full force swings, but it manages to return to a vertical base. It was inhumanly strong. Nate clubbed out one of it's knee caps, and it fell to the ground in heep. Nate lowered his bat, and stared down at the man who he had just re-killed. Tears were beginning to fill his eyes again, when the zombies reached out and sank it's teeth into Nate's lower calf. Nate screams out in pain, and kicks the Zombie's head with his free leg, severing the spinal column, and effectively downing the unwilliny BOW. Nate drops his bat and falls to the ground, furiously tearing at his pants. His wound with not deep, but instead shallow and long, as the zombie's teeth had barely penetrated Nate's skin when he started to pull away. This caused the wound to become longer, but not as deep. There was a minimal chance that Nate had become infected, but his leg was now in an uncomfortable sense of pain. Picking up his bat, Nate uses it as leverage to return to his feet. He walks around the room a few times, just to test his leg. It was good to walk on, and the wound looked worse then it actually was. Nate barely lost any blood at all. But it was clear to him that had he not delievered that first blow as hard as he did, he might have just as well ended up dead. Nate is in a state of shock and is essentially in an out of body experience. So many thoughts fill his mind... From possible infection, to saving Steve, to his life back home... There was no way he was going to die in this place... He would never forgive himself... He had to come up with a new plan...

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


KeyCard25 and Seymour Natus- Key just stares at the three corpses shambling towards him... When one is in striking range, Key snaps to life and hits one upside the head with his pipe. It cracks the skull of the BOW, but does not slow it's progress... Key starts to backpeddle and runs out of the ER for fear of his life... Waiting for him at the door is Natus, who had just been puzzling over the Judge and Dr. Karter. Key holds the door closed and screams out to Natus...

"There are three dead walking bodies in there! And I can't hold this door back much longer. Get ready to shoot or run!"

"Wait... What? I have a TWO shot gun!"

"Oh, you guys are such a hoard of pansies! Just stand back from the ****ing door..." A voice calls out from behind them

Key and Natus turn to see Troy standing in the door frame of the OR. He had managed to hobble over there. He stumbles a few more steps closer to the ER door, holding both of his Samurai Edges up and pointing towards the door. Key and Natus are speechless. This is the same guy who refused to shoot the Licker just 30 minutes ago.

"...Why..." Natus starts

"Ugh... Don't even look at me like that. Yeah, yeah, I'll admit it... I need you guys just as much as you need me right now. Does that make you a happy panda now? Move out of the ****ing way Key. Let them come out." Troy is still an ass, but he's a helpful ass now... Kinda like Tidus.

"Uh..." Is all Key can muster.

"I said MOVE GOD DAMMIT!" Troy stumbles another step forward, pointing one gun at the door and one at Key.

Would Troy shoot those things once they came out, or he watch Key and Natus get eaten alive...?

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

Key-
[Status]: Fine
[Equipped]: Steel pipe
[Items]: Starter Kit, $100
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Turducken- Looking around the room, Tur was half expecting a Bond-esque villian to appear be swiveling around in that chair at any moment... I mean, the chair WAS groaning... Tur was not taking any more unnecessary chances. He readied Mr. Stabby in his right hand, and spun around the chair with the left. In the chair was none other then..... What? Nothing is in the chair?! Wait... No ONE is in the chair... The groaning that Tur heard was not really groaning at all... A #voice memo recorder# is lying on the chair, in play back mode, and a really low volume... so that the words sounded like a moaning. Tur stops the tape, and rewinds it... He'd listen to it later though. It didn't feel safe here... Tur takes a seat in the doctor's chair... Mighty comfy, if you ask him. From his position, Tur now begins examining drawers, finding nothing too interesting... Until he gets to the bottom drawer. Opening the bottom drawer in the desk reveals a #Stun Gun#. Even Doctors need protection it seems... Tur takes the Stun Gun, as a very useful form of self defense. Nice. Tur then looks on top of the desk to find a #crumpled paper#, which he also takes. Finally Tur examines the plant. Underneath of the dirt is an #encrypted note#. Great... His exploration complete, Tur heads to the door and is about to leave when he eyes up that portrait of Karter...

"That loony, gun-toting jackass!"

And then... Tur snaps. He takes Mr. Stabby and begins tearing and slashing at the portrait. After the picture is heavily desecrated and destroyed, Tur looks behind it to see that there is an emblem emblazoned with a wave... He pockets the #Water Emblem# as well... Having taken a small measure of revenge on Dr. Karter. Feeling good about himself, Tur exited the Doctor's Office and started to walk over to the Emergency Room, where he saw Natus and Key in front of the door... and Troy across the Entrance Hall holding his SEs at the door.

"Do you trust me or not?!" Troy screams out to Key and Natus

Tur could answer that question for them... Hell No.

[Status]: Okay
[Equipped]: 'Mr. Stabby', Stun Gun(Def. Item)
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, Crumpled Paper, Encrypted Note, Voice Memo Recorder, Water Emblem
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"Maybe you guys should rest for a while." " I feel fine I can stay up and warn you if anything comes." " I know it may be hard to do, but the rest would do you all good."
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President is Bush, vice president is Dick, so a whole lot of ******* is what we gonna get- Talib Kweli

*Backtracks to the Bathroom while everyone is shuffling down the stairs.. lifts the wet ornate puzzle box from the grungy tub, and heads back to the tail end of the group, following LJ.. he then deposits it into the ITEM BOX in the lobby.. something just feels right about working it later on in a general comfort zone.. he then hands the lighter over to CC, as requested.. w/a wink..*

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


*Smiling after that.. thinking to himself for a moment, as the others discuss Jim and Evan.. his smile holding as he continues that thought, but he is quickly brought back to the discussion as they mention the safe again.. with that, he takes the Room 001 Key and walks over to it's matching lock.. using it, and adding it to the ITEM BOX shortly thereafter as well..*

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


*With that, he opens the door, and examines the room.. seeing if Karter possibly left anything worthwhile behind in his departure.. he then examines the safe itself.. after that, he approaches CC again.. conversing with her as the others make their decisions..*

"Hey.. I overheard something about the pool room earlier as I'm sure you did as well when all of the files were being reviewed by I believe GSMY.. I was heading up the stairs to Floor 2 at that time, while you were still at the foot of them.. I trust you enough to watch my back while I drain the pool so I can kill whatever it was that spooked Natus and GSMY earlier.. they couldn't shut up about it by the time I got here from the Market.."


*Noticing Forest Boy eavesdropping no-doubt, even though he was speaking in a hushed tone to CC.. seeing his grip tighten on the Lurker Diary in frustration, he can't help but allow the smirk to tug at the corner of his mouth.. remembering Tidus' attempt at baiting him earlier..*

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

[Status]: Fine
[Equip]: Modified Handgun (15/15)
[Items]: $500, Starter Kit, Clip (14/15), Green Herbs x2, Heavy Cross, (Room 001 Contents?)
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so wtf do we do now??
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i like chicken:) and....................RESIDENT EVIL!!!

"AZ, you rock so hardcore for finding that key. I can't wait to show off to Nate that we were successful in getting into this safe. Anyone who wants to come into Room 001, follow me."

"And don't worry, I will make sure to not take everything for myself..."

With that, I make my way into ROOM 001. Opening up my notebook, I take out my notes on the second half of the safe combo, while looking over the Top Half of Safe note.

"Holy...Charlie was right. This thing deserves to be in Fort Knox!" The safe was absolutely massive. It stretched all the way to the ceiling, and was easily 12 feet across. The bulk of the contraption was a huge door, something you would expect to see in a bank. At the left most side, there was a control panel, with a keypad on top, and a dial from 0-60 on the bottom.

Turning to look over my shoulder, I see that no one has yet joined me. "Ha, works for me, that just means I get first dibs. And I can't wait to see what is in my individual compartment...

Oh no! If we each had an individual compartment, then what about the four....." Hunu, Bravo, Bio, and Xanitos.....hopefully there was nothing important in their slots.

Ok, enough talk, let's get to work. Top half of safe, four digit code. Only the "elite" can enter.....LEET

"1..3...3...7" I type it in, hoping to hear a click or a beep, or something.

"That was the easy part, now on to the hard part..."

Looking over my notes from what the others told me in the bar, I begin to key in the sequence....

ARGH! This can't be right, no way can this be right! #3 is the SQUARE ROOT of the sum of # 1, 4, 5, and 6, and they add up to 44! And what about making 8 PRIME???

Ok, I obviously need some help. What is the best way to get people to come running?

Taking a breath, I scream out for the others "HELP ME! I AM IN ROOM 001!!!!!"

Status: Annoyed
Equipped: Handgun (6/15)
Items: (Jacket with Bar Key), Starter kit, Empty Flashlight, Safe combo



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

*SN steps away from the door...*

"Troy? It's all yours."
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"It's coming...It's not going to stop...it'll never stop...it's coming for us...It's coming to kill us..."