Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 23, 2015, 12:11:50 AM
well I already wrote a description for this but my phone decided to refresh it and now it's lost >.> so I'll just keep it simple.
Summary: Your live in a destroyed city! The buildings and cities have been turned to dust and you are one of the few survivors
RULES: No OPness
Forum
Name: Ashley
Age: 16
Looks: My Fursona link!
Species: Fox
History?: Ashley grew up with her brother Axel for a very long time and can barely remember her parents, but remembers that Axel was always there. (Axel looks like this http://colorslive.com/details/2368828 (http://colorslive.com/details/2368828))
Other: rawr
Name: Sully
Age: 41
Looks: http://colorslive.com/details/2841015 (http://colorslive.com/details/2841015) he looks like Foxy :D except he's more flesh and bone x3
Species: Red Fox
History?: When someone looks at Sully, the feel bad or sympathy for him. Because he's covered in metal parts, he has a mechanical left hand and auto mail right arm with claws as his fingers and he is also missing a right eye that's covered by a eyepatch, many people think of him as a pirate. He's sly and can be grumpy at times but is always grinning, showing his sharp teeth that some are replaced with golden fangs.
Other: meep
Name: Rohnan
Age: 17
Looks: http://colorslive.com/details/2981162 (http://colorslive.com/details/2981162) he's usually shirtless and has a leather strap around his chest to hold his rifles but he mostly used pistols of he can find them, he also wears green camo pants that has holster straps for guns and knifes
Species: African wild Dog
History?: Unknown (will be revealed in time)
Other: merp
Post by: Angder on May 24, 2015, 05:16:09 PM
If no magic I will go with my normal fursona probably.))
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 24, 2015, 05:18:46 PM
Post by: Angder on May 24, 2015, 05:19:50 PM
Post Merge: May 24, 2015, 05:50:21 PM
Name: Angder
Age: 25
Looks: See my avatar
Species: Wolf
History: Used to investigate crimes and often ended up in dangerous situations as a result. Is highly skilled with his revolver, and has been in many gun-fights and similar with various gangs.
Of course that was before the apocalypse began.
((I am assuming the destruction happened fairly recently, if not I can adapt him fairly quickly.))
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 24, 2015, 07:48:36 PM
Post by: Angder on May 24, 2015, 08:01:28 PM
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 24, 2015, 09:48:21 PM
Ashley made her way through big pieces of rubble, she squeezed through two big slabs of concrete but blinked as she got stuck "oh great" she frowned and let out a strained groan as she pulled her way out and huffed fixing her coat "jeez" she muttered and looked up at the old market place, hoping to find some left overs, hopefully. She walked inside ears perked in caution, not wanting to run into any jerk Furries. Some would be nice and leave her be, others would try and fight her for the food.
Post by: Angder on May 24, 2015, 10:30:37 PM
Angder dug into what used to be a some kind of shop, he had forgotten exactly what it called itself, what he remembered was that it had a good supply of canned food. most of it was gone from the surface, but underneath the rubble...
"Canned pineapples." He smirked, before putting the can in his sack, and continuing to dig.
Suddenly, his ears perked up. Footsteps?
He ducks down behind what was once a a wall, and peers out, watching for anyone else in the area.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 24, 2015, 11:18:15 PM
Ashley put her hands in her pockets and hopped over some rocks and over to the pushed over shelves. She sniffed the air for any scent off pod and knelt dow digging at the dirt, she hummed to herself as she picked up cans and slipped them into her coat. Her tail flickered happily as she found some beans and canned meat quickly stuffing them into her pockets.
Post by: Angder on May 24, 2015, 11:23:31 PM
The gun was not loaded of course, he ran out of bullets a long time ago. But the fox did not know that.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 24, 2015, 11:41:31 PM
Post by: Angder on May 24, 2015, 11:42:28 PM
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 24, 2015, 11:50:42 PM
Post by: Angder on May 24, 2015, 11:55:43 PM
"I would not worry... If I made that mistake with the group I was worried about I would already be dead... unless your gun is not loaded either..." Angder rolled over slowly, to face the fox. keeping his paws where the fox could see them as he did so. "Bloody stupid of me... falling for that." He said meekly.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 25, 2015, 12:11:58 AM
Post by: Angder on May 25, 2015, 12:17:48 AM
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 25, 2015, 12:27:07 AM
Post by: Angder on May 25, 2015, 12:32:03 AM
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 25, 2015, 12:39:15 AM
"Ash!" A red and black ran in and growled as he saw the wolf stopping and aimed a double barrel shotgun at the wolf "who the hell are you?"
Post by: Angder on May 25, 2015, 12:50:50 AM
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 25, 2015, 01:08:23 AM
"Then don't run away from me." Axel frowned at Ashley, then sent a glare at Angder "did you hurt her?" He asked still growling as he put the shotgun back on his back.
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 25, 2015, 01:11:42 AM
Post by: Angder on May 25, 2015, 01:12:58 AM
((I am about to leave for the night, need to sleep.))
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 25, 2015, 01:17:49 AM
Axel snorted and looked over the wolf "lone wolf I'm guessing?"
((Kk Angder:3 and sure Jacob, just make a forum about your character))
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 25, 2015, 01:54:41 AM
Name: Jacob
Age: 22
Looks: Has the normal fur color and patterns of a grayfox. Wears tattard jeans and a t-shirt, a black beany on his head.
Species: Grayfox
History: Used to be a car mechanic before the fall of society. He belongs to one of the small gangs now, held up in a fortified fire station. The fox repairs and upgrades the few cars they have while scavenging for fuel and food when not working on them.
Name: Kensie
Age:26
Looks: light gray skin with a white underbelly and blacks on the tips of her fin. She wears a worn police uniform with a Denver PD vest and a holster for a handgun on her hip.
Species: Shark
History: Was apart of the Dever police force before the fall, trying to maintain peace in the city until chaos became to overwhelming. Fleeing the city to find a safe place, she ended up... well where ever the hell this place is, a settled down with a small gang.
(Ill make my first post in a little bit)
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 25, 2015, 02:06:39 AM
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 25, 2015, 02:12:59 AM
"How many do you see?"
"About 3" Jacob said, adjusting the nob on his scope. "Looks like they are just scavenging, so we better get in there before they find the drop. Jax will be pissed if we dont get that fuel."
"We could just.." Kensie began, but stopped when wshe got a look from Jacob. "Fine fine, we wont kill them unless we have to." Letting out a sigh, she got up and headed over to the fire escape, saying "Cover me will ya?" before heading down. When she got to the ground, she exited the allyway and approached the scavengers in the store, resting a hand on the gun on her hip. "Hello folks, how are we doing today?"
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 25, 2015, 02:19:00 AM
Axel perked his ear and whipped around pointing his shotgun at the stranger "don't come closer.." He warned ears folded back
Ashley took a step back as another stranger stepped into the destroyed market, it was getting clustered and it began to worry her, if they started piling up someone less reasonable than Angder will soon arrive.
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 25, 2015, 02:35:33 AM
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 25, 2015, 02:43:36 AM
Axel clenched his jaw and slowly lowered his rifle, spitting in Kensie's direction with a glare.
((One more person will be joining the thread then I'll close the thread for now so not to many people join, it's better to have a tight RP group X3))
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 25, 2015, 02:57:41 AM
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 25, 2015, 03:06:09 AM
Ashley narrowed her eyes at Kensie a bit, but understood her intentions and sighed "well..thank you for not hurting us. My brother should be more accepting than hostile." She elbowed her older brother's back rolling her eyes at his annoyed grunt "anyways..if your looking for something, maybe I've spotted it and could help you." Her ears perked.
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 25, 2015, 03:23:33 AM
"Listen kid, your brother has the right idea. If it was anyone else from our group other then me and Jake then youd probably be beaten and robbed by now." Kensie said, digging through a few boxes. She tried to make herself sound none hostile, almost friendly, to release tensions. "And thanks, but I already got it." She came from the room carrying two fuel cans, setting them down and relocking the door. "There, done and over. Now we can be on our way and you can be on yours." Picking up the fuel cans, she headed back to the front of the store.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 25, 2015, 03:28:37 AM
Ashley hesitated before he gently rested her paw on Kensie's shoulder "really..thank you" she smiled kindly then moved away and over to Axel "come on..we should probably head off too." She rubbed her head.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 25, 2015, 03:40:08 AM
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 25, 2015, 03:45:02 AM
Kensie flinched a little as the scavenger placed a hand on her shoulder, not really knowing what to do. "Thanks? For what, not puttin a bullet betwewn your eyes?" The shark shook her head and continued forward, heading out into the parking lot but stopping to look back. "Listen, you do well to stay away from the Pine Street fire station. Its a bad place." Continuing forward, across the parking lot and the street, she met a fox that emerged from an allyway, a sniper rifle slung over his shoulder. "Lets get out of here." she mumbled, taking a quick glance back to the store as they both started down the road.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 25, 2015, 03:52:14 AM
"Mm, well you should know that by now. The world's different then before little Ash.." Axel looked at his sister and patted her head "but some people can use the kind words, it could change them, change a heart." He gave a smile at Ashley before he stepped out "come on, it's time to go."
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 25, 2015, 04:11:01 AM
Post by: Angder on May 25, 2015, 02:32:16 PM
Angder grinned mischievously and looked out the doorway to make sure the shark was out of earshot "I reckon I need to pay a visit to the fire-station..."
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 25, 2015, 02:51:28 PM
Jacob made his way to the barracks, digging through his small amount of possessions to make sure they were there before heading to bed.
Kensie stayed behind for a little, the events of the day running through her head. That kid had shown her kindness, wayyy to much for living in the world they do now. The shark almost felt bad for her. And Kensie coupd of swore she had seen that wolf before. Ehh, unlikely, but it would be in the back of her mind.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 25, 2015, 04:37:29 PM
"If we see him again he might not be as friendly like he was today." Axel muttered looking at Ashley but then stopped and looked in the direction he saw Kensie walk off to, a though came to mind but he continued down the opposite way.
Post by: Angder on May 25, 2015, 04:42:01 PM
It was not much, but it was well hidden, in the basement of someones house. you had to crawl through what used to be a window, and under a collapsed ceiling to reach the trapdoor. He climbed down into the cramped room below. and slumped down on the pile of blankets he called a bed. "Well.... home sweet home..." He grabbed a can-opener off the floor, and opened up a random can he had found.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 25, 2015, 05:06:08 PM
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 25, 2015, 07:31:09 PM
It didnt take long to get ready, grab a bite to eat, and head out the gates. They were lucky tonight, Vex let them use the bycicles for their patrol. Checking their weapons before mounting their bikes, the two began to ride through the dark streets.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 25, 2015, 09:09:17 PM
Ashley eyed the brown bag and raised her eyebrow "where..did you get that? What's even in it." She asked glancing at the dark sky, it was getting late.
Post by: Angder on May 25, 2015, 10:29:40 PM
Angder climbed back out the trapdoor, and crawled back to the street.
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 25, 2015, 10:50:42 PM
Kensie, after breaking off from Jacob, headed west, her bike clicking along as it manuvered around pot holes and debris in the road. The shark decided to switch her routine up a little. Instead if going to her usual spot she turned down a road, weaving inbetween the hauls of rusted out cars. Along side her was a plaza of boarded up shops, one she promptly stopped at and dumped her bike on the side walk before approaching. She turned of the flashlight in her gun and shown it around, finding nothing of interest or danger and easing her self down against a wall. She gazed out into the darkening silent street, hoping it would stay that way.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 25, 2015, 11:30:38 PM
"Oi, quiet down. And I just..found them..no biggie" Axel lied glancing away from the other fox and continued down the road that seemed to lead to the outskirts of the town and into a thick forest, he flickered his tail as he felt guilt prick at him. He didn't like lying to his sister but she didn't need to know how he got the guns, or where he stole them.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 26, 2015, 01:12:21 AM
Axel hissed in surprise "Ash-!" He then blinked as Ashley covered his mouth and he sat up looking from behind the bush they hid behind to see the deer as well.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 26, 2015, 01:35:30 AM
"No, we don't need more mouths to feed Ash, some people need to survive on there own.." Axel stood walking off towards there home.
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 26, 2015, 02:15:50 AM
Thud thud. Thud thud. Thud thud. Kensie caught the bouncy ball and threw it again, the pieice of rubber hitting the floor and ricocheting off the wall before coming back to her hand and repeating. Her ears stayed alert to her surroundings but all in all she was relaxed, every once in a while shining her light attachment into the street.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 26, 2015, 03:36:33 AM
"Dammit Ashley!" Axel growled dropping his back and walking over to her
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 26, 2015, 04:51:36 AM
"Where are you going?" Axel watched Ashley walk away from him and stayed where he was with narrowed eyes.
"Away from you! Your not even the Axel I know anymore, your just this..manipulative person now! I'm going to find my own place...I need some time away from you.." She said, almost sadly but headed back into the city. She hoisted the Tybalt onto her shoulder and walked towards a collapsed tall building all the while grumbling words about her brother "damn idiot, who does he think he is? I'm sixteen now..almost seventeen. I can look after myself." She growled to herself then sighed glancing back at the white deer on her back "hey..you awake yet?"
((Alright going to have a plot going here soon! :3 just need to think a few things threw and get our muse level up hopefully >:P))
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 26, 2015, 05:09:01 AM
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 26, 2015, 07:30:16 AM
Ashley kicked a door open and and walked inside looking around, "this should do." She smiled and softly set Tybalt on a still in tact bed. She blinked as looked out the window next to them and gazed at the night sky, and at the bright moon shining into there room. She lowered her gaze and sighed sadly.
Post by: Angder on May 26, 2015, 07:47:06 AM
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 26, 2015, 01:40:45 PM
Post by: Angder on May 26, 2015, 01:48:05 PM
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 26, 2015, 04:35:07 PM
Rohnan rested his rifle against his shoulder and walked along the broken sidewalk while gazing around, he adjusted the strap of his back pack and rubbed his eyes. He sighed quietly then yawned and shook his head, "hopefully..he'll be around here somewhere." He muttered but stopped and blinked as he saw a firestation guarded by a few Furries and raised his eyebrow slightly.
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 26, 2015, 05:56:09 PM
Kensie jumped at the sudden sound of Jacobs voice, the ball missing her hand and smacking her in the face. Grumbling and rubbing her snout, she scammled after the ball and thumbed her walkie talkie. "We dont have many batteries left Jacob, this better be important."
"It is. I spotted something up on the roof of the building on the corner of Aubern and Shay, looks like someone is spying on the fire station, but its to dark to tell. Could be a trash can for all I know but you should go check it out just in case."
The shark sighed and placed the ball in one of her vest pockets, then picked up her rifle and walked into the street. "Alright alright, ill go take a look." She said. Deciding the bike would make to much noise, she began to walk, shining the flashlight up to the street signs to find her barings.
One of the guards, a raccoon, turned and peered down the road, squinting as he saw Rohnan. "Hey you!" He said, raising his rifle at him. "Dont come any closer." Inside the camp commotion started, people jumped off the fire truck and came out of the station, up in arms.
Post by: Angder on May 26, 2015, 06:02:13 PM
Angder crouched down lower, was it bad part of him WANTED the worst case scenario? after all, if they were complete monsters, that meant he could raid them and steal their stuff without worrying about the ethics of what he was doing.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 26, 2015, 07:01:27 PM
Ashley looked towards Tyblt and waved "hey there." She smiled slightly
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 26, 2015, 09:37:46 PM
The building wasnt hard to find, it was one of the most intact on the street. Kensie backed against the wall, peering into the doorway to make sure it was clear before entering. She cupped a hand over the flashlight, trying to block out the light as she made her way up the steps, but still keeping her AR pointed forward. "Of course I have to do the breach and clear shit." She grumbled, letting enough light through her hand to quickly sweep across each floor and continuing up, eventually coming to the door to the roof. Crouching down and turning iff the light, the shark reached for the door, the handle making a small "click" as she turned it.
Post by: Angder on May 26, 2015, 09:46:10 PM
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 26, 2015, 09:50:56 PM
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 26, 2015, 10:07:35 PM
Kenzie froze when she heard a voice, hilding her vreath and trying to stay as silent as possible. The door seemed to be thick enough to a few bullets from coming through, but she wasnt sure. Not letting go of the handle, she raised her gun to the small crack in the door frame, waiting and listening.
Post by: Angder on May 26, 2015, 10:14:21 PM
"Huh... guess I was hearing things...." He turns back to the scene on the ground... Watching with interest. not completely bloodthirsty then... just mostly bloodthirsty...
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 26, 2015, 10:20:00 PM
Rohnan took a deep breath and sighed pulling out a small object that almost looked like a small round yellow toy with a smiley face, but it was actually a gernade and he pulled the ring out, dropping it in front of them "guess that answered my question, you don't seem like good people." He grinned slightly and suddenly smoke exploded in the Furry's faces and Rohnan darted off towards the entrance of the fireplace. The smoke masked his entry and as he ran in he pulled out a few more grenades and threw them towards the guards, but this time the smoke turned orange and red along with other variety of colors.
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 26, 2015, 10:39:17 PM
Vex yipped as the gernade exploded, taking a blind swing were Rohnan stood. Run fire erupted inside the fire station as smoke filled the grounds, guards yelling uptop the wall as they searched for the intruder through the smoke. The door to the complex kicked open as a white wolf bursted out, growling with anger. "Vex! Allen! What the **censor** is going on!" Jax yelled.
Jacob had been watching through the scope, covering Kensie as she made her way to the roof. But commotion caught his eye at the firestation. The fox could make out red and orange smoke coming from the courtyard, rising up and disappearing into the dark sky. Quickly switching ledges, he pointed the rifle down to his base.
Post by: Angder on May 26, 2015, 10:44:32 PM
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 26, 2015, 10:51:38 PM
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 26, 2015, 10:53:13 PM
Ashley blinked in surprise and took a step back slightly "eh..ok I'm going to tell you this once, if you try and attack me after I just helped you..I won't show mercy...I don't like back stabbing scum alright?" She folded her arms, her dark brown/ red eyes almost turning to slits.
((Uuueeh auto-correct will be my nemesis >.>))
Post by: Angder on May 26, 2015, 11:56:48 PM
Angder yelped as he was hit, and staggered back, but he remained on his feet, and was not stunned for long. He pointed his new gun at the AC unit. "I don't appreciate people sneaking up on me. Care to explain yourself or shall I just assume the worst and start shooting?"
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 27, 2015, 12:19:48 AM
Ashley narrowed her eyes slightly and turned "pfft..your welcome" she muttered and headed for the door maybe Axel was right.. she thought closing her eyes.
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 27, 2015, 12:47:23 AM
"A stranger got in boss, was gonna bash his head in when he threw these smoke things. Got past me. Sorry." Vex said, almost cowering down. Jax glared more at her, an expression of rage increasing. "Then.Go.FIND HIM! I dont care who you have to take off guard, don't let the bastard escape!" He yelled. "And you!" He turned to the otter, thrusting a gun in his paws. "Go up the the stash room and guard it. We can have any supplies stolen!" "But ive never really shot a gun befo..." Allen began, but was shoved off by the wolf. Each went where they were ordered as Jax headed to the garage.
Kensie ran through the situation in her head, the fire station could wait for later. The bullets from her AR-15 could turn this AC unit to scrap, so she had to find better covor, or atleast talk her way out of it. "I patrol spotted tou up here, told me to go investigate. So here I am. What are you doing spying on the fire station?" She asked, readying her handgun just incase.
Post by: Angder on May 27, 2015, 12:53:48 AM
((I need to sleep, night all! :3))
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 27, 2015, 03:47:51 AM
"At least he didn't kill anyone.." Rohnan muttered quietly then his ears perked as he saw the Otter run towards the supplies. "Perfect." He quickly grabbed his bag and swiftly jumped from pillar to pillar as he followed the furry, the blacked out lights hiding his movements.
Ashley jumped, fur bristling from the startling tell the deer made and stopped turning around "e-easy! I was barely out of the door.." She frowned then sighed smiling slightly "my name is Ashley, most people call me Ash though." She shrugged lightly.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 27, 2015, 04:33:45 AM
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 27, 2015, 01:08:27 PM
"I cought you spying on my home, what do you want me to do? Shake your hand, introduce myself? You know there is a pretty good cafe down in 3rd street maybe we could have lunch sometime." Kensie replied. She knew sarcasm maybe wasnt the best in this situation, but she really couldnt help herself. The shark peered up over the AC unit, just enough so she could see her attacker without exposing her head to much. She instantly recognized him. "Ya know, when I said the fire station is a "bad place", I ment we wernt to friendly. Didnt know I had to spell it out to you."
"Kensie, get back here. We are having a bit of problems and now Im recruiting you for cleanup crew. Ill explain more once youre back." The voice of Vex came through her radio, which Kensie quickly turned down.
"Cant right now, in the middle of staring down the barrel of my own gun." She whispered, ducking back down behind her cover.
"Well shit, where are ya? Ill send some help."
Kensie thought that over, wondering if she should say. If she did, she would immediately have to take the offensive. The question was though, was she faster then the wolfs trigger finger?
Post by: Angder on May 27, 2015, 01:18:56 PM
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 27, 2015, 01:47:33 PM
Post by: Angder on May 27, 2015, 02:08:16 PM
Angder smiled. "Good times."
"Anyway, your freind can't see me while I am standing here, can he?"
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 27, 2015, 03:25:10 PM
Post by: Angder on May 27, 2015, 03:37:15 PM
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 27, 2015, 03:49:01 PM
Post by: Angder on May 27, 2015, 03:52:43 PM
Angder searched the building for another set of stairs.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 27, 2015, 04:40:25 PM
Rohnan jumped to the roof pillar just above the otter and looked down at him ears twitching as he heard Allen "damn..that girl with the hammer has the key? Ugh" he whispered to himself and started to search through his bag, he pulled out a rope and two cans filled with what looked like C4 "my last two..might make a Big Bang but hopefully I'll be in and out of there before they come running to the noise." He tied the rope to the pillar then stood and kicked the rope off, then h crouched down and jumped off. Making his feet hit Allen's head and let the otter connect to the floor quiet roughly to knock him out.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 27, 2015, 08:23:57 PM
Post by: Ryan Naismith on May 27, 2015, 10:37:57 PM
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 27, 2015, 11:37:37 PM
Ashley blinked and looked at Tybalt "I guess I could check it out later, we can go hunt now." She walked towards the thick forest and gestured for the white deer to follow "come on this way."
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 28, 2015, 06:10:34 AM
"Are..you ok?" Ashley asked glancing back at him as she let her paws fall to her sides and rest in her pockets, "do you need help?" She stopped ears twitching
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 28, 2015, 02:19:49 PM
"He hasnt touched the cars of any of the heavy equipment, and I dont think he went through all this trouble to bail." Jax replied, rubbing the bridge of his snout. "Go check on Allen will you? Make sure the wimp didnt shoot himself or something. Im going to have the guys do a sweep of the outside."
Nodding, Vex made her way into the fire station, climbing up the stairs to the second floor as she hummed a small tune. "Hey Allen, still alive in here?" She called out, letting out a laugh as she turned the corner. Her laugh quickly ended and her expression turned to one of annoyance as her flashlight illuminated Rohnan at the other end of the hall. "Jax, I found him outside the supply room." She said into her walkie talkie. Giving a twisted smile, she began to walk forward, twisting her hammer in her hands. "No place to run to now pup." She growled.
Kensie had made it to the bottom of the steps and crouched near the door, poking her head out and looking both ways. The street she peered into was empty, no sign of the wolf anywhere. No, that vant be right. Walking out into the street she did a double take, getting angry when she confirmed her suspensions. "God damnit!" She yelled, slamming a boot into the headlight of a car. She just lost a semi auto with a full 15 round clip. Jax was going to have her head.
Post by: Angder on May 28, 2015, 02:32:18 PM
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 28, 2015, 02:57:36 PM
"Hey Kensie, you alright? I dont see you on the roof anymore." Jacobs voice said through the radio.
"Yeah yeah, im fine. Everything good at the station?" She replied.
"Cant tell, to much commotion to see whats going on, but the air is starting to clear. Go grab your bike and make your way back."
Letting out a sigh, the shark walked forward, removing the ball from her pocket and bouncing it as she walked.
Post by: Angder on May 28, 2015, 03:04:56 PM
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 28, 2015, 05:14:14 PM
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 28, 2015, 06:24:17 PM
Kensie returned to the store front she came from and gathered her bike, riding back down to where they split off earlier. There she found Jacob, the fox already waiting there for her and continued 9ff when he saw her approach. The ride back to the station was a hurried one, not even bothing to replace the bikes and instead dump them on the ground when they rode through the gate.
Post by: Angder on May 28, 2015, 07:06:30 PM
He began to walk towards the place he thought of as home.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 28, 2015, 08:08:46 PM
Ashley nodded "don't worry, just stay close." She smiled slightly but stopped as she saw someone walk not far from her and tilted her head ears perking as she noticed it was Angder, "Angder!" She called waving over at him.
Rohnan grunted in surprise and growled slightly, if he stayed like this surely the whole gang would come and kill him, he had to do something. "If that's what you want." He growled and pressed the button, he then quickly grabbed Vex and pushed her to the ground. He was protecting her from the blast, he faced his back towards the explosion and winced as the heat and impact basically ruined his back. Rocks and rubble covered both the wild dog and the vixen and Rohnan shakily stood, blood running down his back and some trickling down his back. Glancing at Vex who was on the ground he clumsily ran into the room and grabbed some food and medical supplies, but he only took very few, only what he needed and shoved them in his bag. Coughing heavily and then ran back out grabbing the other C4 and threw it at another wall, quickly pushing the button and ran out the now big hole in the wall. Despite the pain, he ran towards the way and chucked his bag over the wall panting heavily.
A figure, looking like some sort of car zoomed towards the wall and did a quick turn, a paw reaching out and grabbing the bag then driving off and disappearing.
Post by: Ryan Naismith on May 28, 2015, 11:54:18 PM
Age:31
Looks: Primarily black fur, with a white underbelly, reddish tan forearms, and white 'gloves'. His underbelly 'stripe reaches up to the back of his head, and there is also the same reddish tan color on the sides of his muzzle
Species: Australian shepherd
History
hilip has a history, he just doesn't remember it. All he knows is that he seems to be fairly competent at preparing and trapping meat, good with a rifle and hand to hand combat , and knows a good bit about medicine and it's uses. He woke up in the gyges cryo facility about three months ago, and has since given up on searching for his past. ))Philip groaned, patting his stomach in a (rather vain) attempt to quiet the rumbling it made
"don't worry, little guy... daddy'll get ya some food as soon as he can." He muttered to himself.
He sighed, pulling the hood up on his olive hoodie, pulling the camouflaged multi wrap over his face (the thing, in effect, was a tube-sock open at both ends. It could function as a mask, a head-wrap, and a balaclava.)
He held a wooden baseball bat in his hands, nails on the end, and lead weights screwed into the thing. The end result was a vicious weapon, that, in skilled hands, could decimate a man with a single hit.
He gulped as he opened the door with a single paw, bat held high in the other.
He made a brief pass of the apartment building, checking for anything alive.
Finding nothing, he set to searching the place, checking behind beds, under beds, IN beds. There wasn't a single place he overlooked. When one's life depends on one's thoroughness, it most definitely pays to be thorough.
When he found all he could, he laid them all on a kitchen table, debating with himself what to take and what not to. He would definitely take the boots, they were obviously of a high quality, likely from a specialty hiking store. There was a can of food that was out, the thing was dented, and he was fairly sure he could see a hole. Not gonna risk eating that...
There was a useful can of food, and a sealed bag of venison jerky. Bagged stuff is much lighter, and honestly just plain easier to carry. He would take both, but save the jerky for later.
Then, there was a nice, wicked looking knive, with a recurve blade and a double serrated saw on it's backside.
He pulled the useful stuff into his backpack, walking out of the apartment with a bounce in his step. Today... He had food for two days! It's true, before he woke up from stasis, the jerky would be a snack, and the can just a third of a day's ration. But now, it was enough.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on May 29, 2015, 02:25:42 AM
Sully's working robotic eye darted across the road as he drove the derby looking car away from the Firehouse "did you get it?" His voice sounded rough and itchy, as if he smoked to much.
"Yeah I got it." Said the black, white, and brown African wild dog "will..Rohnan make it?" She asked looking back at where they drove off.
Post by: Ryan Naismith on May 29, 2015, 02:16:55 PM
yes, that seems like a good way to end the day
He readied his bat as he headed up the stairs, checking the kitchen of each and every floor on his way. Storage closets too. Since there was just plain so many, he turned up with a whole bunch of coffee, a few cheap survival knives, and a few more packets of jerky... He was getting tired of jerky. But it lasted a while, was relatively nutritious and caloric, and last but not least, was light-weight
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 29, 2015, 10:41:41 PM
Post Merge: May 30, 2015, 05:11:31 AM
Vex just laid there as the theif took stuff from the stash and ran, to disoriented to do anything. When she gathered her thoughts, and the ringing in her ears stopped, she slowly propered herself up on her forearms, looking at the big hole where the door was. Her eyes then drifted to the otter that was on the floor, badly burnt and barly breathing. Fully sitting up, she grimaced at him, removing the handgun she kept in the back of her waist strap. "Im so sorry Allen." She said before putting a bullet in his head. The vixen slowly got up and examined herself, the adrenaline wearing off enough to feel where she hurt. Her whole left arm was burnt and a big bruise spread below the right side of her rib cage where a brick had hit her side. But besides that she seemed fine, she didnt have time for injuries anyway. Stumbling over to the other hole in the wall, Vex retreated outside to look for Jax, finding the wolf standing back and watching. He carried a blank expression, but a dangerous and angry air was around him, obviously of snapped by now.
"What are the casualties." He said through clenched teeth as Vex approached.
"Four, three were standing by the wall when it blew and I had to put down Allen. Five more were injured." The fox replied, gingerly probing her arm and wincing. "And the theif got away with some stuff.... I... I couldnt stop him..."
The fire station was a wreck, thats the first thing Jaacob and Kensie could tell when they first walked through the gate. People scrambled, carrying injured and yelling inaudible commands while others sat back in shock. The station itself looked like it was about to collapse, the force of two explotions and the hole in the wall weakening the structure.
Post by: Angder on May 30, 2015, 06:05:13 PM
He began to crawl into his basement. out of sight. he was tired, and it was about time he got some sleep...
Post by: Jacob Hail on May 31, 2015, 07:54:21 PM
Vex looked at him as if he just asked her to cut off her leg. "You want me to go talk to the cannibles? By myself?" She asked.
"Jesus Vex what happened to you being a bad bitch? Did that explosion knock the toughness out of you? Gonna tuck your tail between your legs now? JUST DO WHAT I SAY!"
Jacob and Kensie barley had enough time to take everything in before Jax grabbed them both, shoving them into Vex and almost knocking the vixen over. "Here, have some protection! Now get your shit, get in a car, and go downtown!" The wolf snarled. The three didnt wait around any longer, quickly scrambling back through the hole in the wall and making their way to the supply room.
(Quick question, did Rohnan get in that car too or is he still by the wall?)
Post by: Ryan Naismith on May 31, 2015, 11:33:20 PM
car
He looked like a deer caught in a set of headlights as he gazed towards the thing, his grip tense on his makeshift, wooden weapon.
Post by: Angder on June 03, 2015, 06:52:07 PM
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on June 27, 2015, 06:52:53 AM
Rohnan staggered faintly and spit to the ground with a growl at the pain of his left bandaged arm and looked at the firehouse that was now in bad shape, he didn't intended for it to get this bad.
Post by: Angder on June 29, 2015, 12:39:23 AM
Post by: Ryan Naismith on June 29, 2015, 01:34:54 AM
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on June 29, 2015, 03:42:17 AM
Post by: Jacob Hail on June 29, 2015, 11:08:21 PM
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on June 29, 2015, 11:18:54 PM
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 02, 2015, 01:56:38 AM
Jacob tries to ignore Vex as she rampaged, knowing it was better just to let it run its course. The fox traded in his rifle for a shotgun; Kensie picking up another AR-15. Once they had everything together, they headed to the garage.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on July 02, 2015, 05:26:49 AM
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 02, 2015, 12:26:50 PM
"Gottcha." Vex replied, pulling out from the vehicle gate and onto the road. As they neared Rhonans position, Kensie opened a door from the back seat and pulled the african wild dog in, pushing a pistol into his face. "Looks like you **censor** up now huh?" The shark said. "If you so much as breath in a way I dont like your brains will end up on the door next to you understand?"
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on July 02, 2015, 04:57:01 PM
Post by: Angder on July 02, 2015, 05:04:05 PM
He stopped and listened. Seeing what he could hear.
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 02, 2015, 06:28:51 PM
"Give it 'a rest Kensie. The kid is in no condition to do shit." Vex said from up front, taking only a quick glance back. The engine reved higher as the vixen pressed the pedal down further, speeding down the desolate road towards the downtown area. For a moment, as the headlight illuminated the abandoned buildings around them, she thought she say someone off to the side, but just sped past. There was no time to stop.
Post by: Angder on July 02, 2015, 06:33:11 PM
The car was fast though and he had to hope it was not going too far or risk losing it...
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on July 02, 2015, 06:59:16 PM
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 02, 2015, 10:05:48 PM
"Yeah, and youre probably going to be on the menu tonight." Jacob piped up from the other front seat, leaning back and resting his feet up on the dashboard. "They always pay more for the live ones, so i hope you like barbecue sauce."
"No." Vex said bluntly, but her hands tightened around the wheel, her teeth grinding. "I hate those freaks and I WILL NOT give them the pleasure of eating something fresh. I dont care what Jax says, he can kiss my ass."
The grayfox simply shrugged and relaxed with a sigh. The rest of the ride was pretty much a straight shot, right to a building amongst the crumbling skyscrapers, a worn sign that read "St. Judes Hospital" sitting out side a wall of overturned buses and truck trailors.
Post by: Angder on July 02, 2015, 10:18:23 PM
"You better be raidin that place, otherwise I just found a new car." Angder moves swiftly towards the hospital, actually excited, if these guys were cannibals or their allies, he had found a car, if not, he was about to retrieve some medical supplies with any luck... either way he needed to be there.
Sick bastards.... he understood everyone needed to be useful in the modern age, he understood slaves, hell, he had forced one unfortunate fox to scavenge for him once, only for a couple of days, but he had done it. but Cannibals... those guys are different, and every one of them deserved to be shot, and killed, and that goes for their allies as well... They were SCUM.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on July 02, 2015, 10:44:30 PM
Rohnan jumped just a bit as he just noticed that the silver fox, Jacob, was here with them. "Feeding me to the cannibals huh..?" He closed one eye as blood accidentally trickled into it and shook his head to flick some of the blood away "by the by..why do you listen to a guy like Jax? He seems like a straight up douche." He chuckled at the kiddie word he used and slowly rested his head back with a faint wince.
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 03, 2015, 12:36:44 PM
By know people were starting to gather atop the makeshift wall around the hospital, looking down at the car. Letting out a long sigh, Vex got out.
"Hey guys, did someone order delivery? Looks like youre just in time for dinner Vex!" A cheetah said, giving off a twisted laugh afterwards, leaning against a makeshift guard tower.
"We need medical supplies, and we have bodies to trade.... like usual... around three of them. Also, I need to speak to Robby, he still owes me a favor." The vixen replied.
The cheetah licked his lips and smiled, letting out another small laugh. "We'll take your offer, but Robby is inside, so youll have to come in if you want to speak with him. I promise we wont bite." The cat licked his lips again. "Well, mostly." This raised a laugh from the others on the wall, and the sound of a lock disengaging came from the other side. "Cmon boys! Grab those supplies, Vex brought us dinner and im damn starving!"
With a look if disgust, Vex opened the door to the car and leaned in. "Alright, listen up. Jacob. Me, you, and the kid are going to head inside. Stay close, and dont talk to anybody, and dont look at anybody. I dont want to stay in there any longer then I have ta gottit? Kensie, stay here with the car. Bodies are in the trunk as usual, so make sure they dont jip us on payment. Also, keep the car runnin." She stopped and looked over to Rhonan. "I would suggesst not trying to flee kid. If you run away while we are in there, I wont be able to fo anything if they grab ya."
Post by: Angder on July 03, 2015, 12:50:07 PM
Angder snarls, and takes aim at the car... then a crooked smile creeps onto Angder's face... he moves round slightly, and aims at the cannibals... he then inches forward...
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on July 03, 2015, 04:27:41 PM
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 03, 2015, 05:14:49 PM
Kensie looked around uneasil, clutching the rifle close to her and hitting the locks on the doors. She could feel the car move as the cannibles removed their "payment" from the trunk, feeling a bit sick to her stomach. The shark was about to lay back and close her eyes, when she saw a hint of movment in the darkness, sitting ip and squinting her eyes as she looked out the window.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on July 03, 2015, 05:30:10 PM
Post by: Angder on July 03, 2015, 05:32:13 PM
Angder briefly considers the prisoner... they were dead-meat, no point worrying about 'em.
He rolls forward and fires into the cannibals at the car, Angder had good aim, he then fires into the ones above on the walls. Even if he fails to kill many of them, the confusion should end the sick trade that was happening here and now.
Post by: Ryan Naismith on July 03, 2015, 05:39:32 PM
Phillip saw a hospital, a big, square building. He saw the parking lot. He had heard from one of the few survivors that had actually talked to him, that that place was filled with cannibals. Which wasn't good. But, he was fairly confident he could sneak in, maybe grab a couple of bags of blood plasma, a few antibiotics, bandages, pretty much anything else he could grab. He would head up into the parking lot, see if he couldn't get a good look through those windows. Maybe find a way in.
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 03, 2015, 06:43:36 PM
Vex went over to a grimy chair and took a seat, trying not to look at the tails and other "trophies" hanging on the walls. Her ears twitched to the sound of gunfire outside but she ignored that too. "Yeah, I need you to take a look at the kid, there was an... accident."
Robby, the smile still on his face the whole time, nodded eagerly. "Thats it? Ha! Well lets have a look see." He walked over to Rhonan and grabbed his face, turning the african wild dogs head towards his. "Laceration on the forhead is going to need stitches." His placed his fingers near Rhonans eye and opened it up, pointing a flashlight into it. "No sign of concussion though." The wolf walked over to a cabinet and returned with a needle and some thread, looping it through and holding it up to the cut on Rhonans forehead. "Youre going to need to hold still for this, I dont like figity patients. Oh and how are you feeling Mr... eh... I never caught your name."
Kensie ducked down the moment she heard the first shots ring out. The cannibles by the car fell is a rain of bullets, the ones along the wall either getting hit and falling or diving off to avoid being killed. There was yelling inside the courtyard, but nobody dared peek their head up over the wall. Kensie opened the car door and crawled out, flopping onto the ground and looking around. Her eyes instantly found the shooter, the same wolf who had taken her gun. "You!" She yelled.
Post by: Angder on July 03, 2015, 07:18:22 PM
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on July 03, 2015, 07:20:00 PM
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 03, 2015, 08:22:38 PM
"You **censor** IDIOT!" Kensie yelled, more panic in her voice the fear. She wanted to get up and strangle him, but the thought came to late. Figures dashed around the car and hands grabbed her and lifted her off the ground, an arm wrapping around her neck. "Me and you are going to have a nice looong talk later." The cheetah said, letting out a mad laugh as he slammed Kensies head against the car. The shark fell to the ground unconscious and two other cannibles dragged her body inside the courtyard, the cheetah turning and leveling a pistol at Angder. "Get up and drop the gun." He growled. "And dont even think about running or killing me. Because the moment you do, a sniper round is going to go right through your head."
Post by: Angder on July 03, 2015, 08:33:22 PM
The sniper was not in the hospital, the sniper was in the building opposite, behind him.
"**censor**."
Angder dropped the gun, and climbed to his feet, his hands on his head. "Boss did not tell us about that."
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on July 03, 2015, 09:43:43 PM
Rohnan winced faintly as he felt the needle puncture his skin and rubbed the sore stitched spot above his right eye as Robby finished, glancing at the doctor as he went around to his back. "Uh.." He glanced towards Vex and faked a chuckle "haha something like that I suppose..it's a long story" he gave a cheeky grin and scratched the back of his neck while reaching around and pulling his tail in front of him as he saw the unsightly furry tails hanging on the wall what the hell is this place? he thought.
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 05, 2015, 06:28:45 PM
"Haha im sure it is. A tale of a daring adventure im sure! Well you should watch yourself out there, many dangerous people and things to hurt yourself with, including fire." Popping open the ointment, Robby poured it into his paws, his humming becoming louder as he began to lather it over Rohnans back. The wolf was a bit rough about it to say the least, but when he finally finished he pulled out another bottle, full of powder, and lighlty covered over the ointment. He grabbed ahold of Rohnans arms and lifted them up before completely wrapping his torso in bandages and medical tape. "There we are, finished! Now I can give you some pain pills if you want them, god knows we dont use them here, and your back should be healed in a few weeks." Robby said, taking off his bifocals and rubbing them on his dirty jacket. "Now Vex Id say we are even hmm? But next time, Im going to expect some sort of payment." With the grin still on his face and without another word, he turned to admire his trophy wall. "... Im going to get yours. One of these days."
The cheetah just laughed at Angder, grabbing him and pinning him against the car. "We know youre not with the fucks from the fire house, so many delicious people there you think we dont keep tabs on all of them? We just needed an excuse to chop them up, and you just provided that." Grabbing the scruff of Angders neck, the cheetah dragges the wolf into the courtyard. A few more cannibals helped him pin Angder to a bloody pole opposite of Kensie, chaining his paws behind him. "Someone grab the others from the docs office, we are having fresh meat tonight!"
Post by: Angder on July 05, 2015, 06:41:22 PM
On the other hand being shot did sound more pleasant than being cooked alive.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on July 05, 2015, 08:06:37 PM
Rohnan glanced down at the bandages wrapped around his chest while rolling his shoulder again "well, I guess it's time to go" he quietly gestures towards the door by using to his head to Vex. "Thanks for fixing me up Doc.." He muttered from the uneasiness he felt in his gut and pulled his furry fox friend to her feet "we'll just..be on our way" putting on a fake smile he kept one eye on Robby while nudging her to walk, staying behind her in case the Doc got any ideas of grabbing either of their tails.
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 05, 2015, 10:33:15 PM
Jacob was the first one out the door, holding his shotgun tight. "Thats not going to happen." He mumbled. "Quit pushin me kid!" Vex growled as Rohnan shoved her out the door and into Jacob, who had stopped in the hallway. "We are gettin' outta here ight? No need to..." The vixen stopped as she saw what was in the hallway. It was teaming with cannibles, all of them looking at the three, hunger and anger in their eyes. Vex stared back at them, readying her sledgehammer. "Jacob, Rohnan. **censor** run." Jacob didnt need to be told twice. Grabbing Rohnan and sponning him around, the grayfox pulled him down the hallway, trying to reach a flight of stairs. Vex stood her ground, swinging her hammer as the first cannible charged.
Outside Kensie began to stir, letting out a groan as pain pulsed through her head. She looked up slowly, he vision drifting in an out as she tried to make out the person in front of her, a snear coming to the sharks face as the blurr focused into Angder. "You son of a BITCH!" she growled quickly, shaking her head to clear some of the fuzzyness. "If the canmibles don't kill you then IM **censor** GOING TO!" The look of anger on her face quickly faded though as their situation dawned on her, being replaced with a look of anguish. "Oh god... we are going to dir"
Post by: Angder on July 05, 2015, 10:44:18 PM
Angder looked up at the sky. "On the plus side I doubt we are going to die tonight whatever they claim, you had corpses in the car, and I made a few more, They will have to eat some of them first, otherwise it's a waste of food. 'specialy with how damn hot it is."
Angder yanked at the chains, then slumped down onto the ground, into a sitting position, he then started contorting his hands, if he could just reach the chains with his figures there was a chance he could wriggle out of them, a slim chance, but a chance. "Well, I just started a war between you and them, so that's good I guess." Angder stated, flippantly, he needed her yelling, or crying, or anything, it would divert attention from him, giving him a chance to get loose possibly...
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 06, 2015, 12:24:21 AM
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on July 06, 2015, 12:55:43 AM
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 06, 2015, 02:18:04 AM
Post by: Angder on July 06, 2015, 10:53:29 AM
"And in the past 24 hours all I have seen is you pointing guns at people, threatening them, and of course, feeding cannibals. (Though I guess that last one we are both guilty of now) But forgive me if you painted some pretty bad impressions." Angder said, not quite yelling.
He felt a loop he could pull off his left hand, he pulled on it, but it got caught on his thumb, Angder gritted his teeth, and pulled harder, hiding his pain, as it scrapes over his thumb... he could also feel a small amount of blood trickle across the fingers... still, his hands were no longer chained together, he just had to stay quiet and wait for an opportunity...
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 06, 2015, 12:10:48 PM
Post by: Angder on July 06, 2015, 12:47:33 PM
Probably the latter.
Still, his hands were free... and he was surrounded, unable to make use of that fact.
**censor**.
Well... he guessed his best plan of action was quite simple: Shut the hell up.
Angder looked down at his feet in silence
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on July 06, 2015, 04:11:54 PM
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 06, 2015, 04:30:16 PM
"What? No response? Answer me damn it!" Kensie yelled, but it was obvious the wolf was done talking. She sat there and huffed, absolutely furious, but there was nothing more to say to him. "I shouldnt of left Denver. I shouldnt of left and came to this god forsaken shit hole." The shark said more to herself as she slumped back against the pole. Laughing, but realizing the show was over, the cannibals slowly started to leave, leaving the two alone.
Post by: Angder on July 06, 2015, 04:44:44 PM
Angder finished pulling the chains off his hands, taking care not to make too much noise... Heh... ALONE... still, won't take long for one of them to look out a window or something.
Angder dashed for the other post, he did not want to free the shark, but leaving her here was just not the right thing to do. "OK... don't kick me until we are out of here..." he hissed, as he went round the back of Kensie. "Only doing this cos being cooked alive is~" He winces as he tries to use his left hand, there was a horrible scrape mark on his thumb rendering it virtually unusable.
"Look, I am not giving these Cannibals anything, so your escaping with me. got that?"
Angder glanced around frantically while talking, looking out for anyone who might actually be looking at them. He had a suspicion most of the cannibals were preoccupied. As leaving two prisoners alone like this was exceedingly stupid
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on July 06, 2015, 05:33:49 PM
Post by: Angder on July 13, 2015, 03:15:44 PM
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 15, 2015, 02:50:20 AM
Kensie looked up as Angder moved around her post, her eyes brighter but her ears still pinned against her head. "This dosent mean anything, and it certainly dosnt make up for everything youve done. You got us in this situation in the first place." She growled in a low tone. She gently tugged on the braces to see if she could slip out, but there was no such luck. "They took my vest and gear over to that shed, if we can get that we could br..." She was cut of though by a voice from atop the wall. "HEY! We have prisoners escaping!"
Post by: Angder on July 15, 2015, 09:44:00 AM
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 16, 2015, 03:38:52 PM
Post by: Angder on July 16, 2015, 03:57:12 PM
He then set off the smoke grenade and dashed to kensie. "Ok... Lets get out of here"
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 16, 2015, 05:06:31 PM
Post by: Angder on July 16, 2015, 05:09:23 PM
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on July 22, 2015, 04:04:46 AM
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 22, 2015, 04:20:20 AM
"I dont have another one, just a flash. We'll have to scramble into the car once we get outside!" Kensie yelled, starting to run forward. Her legs pumped hard as she sprinted across the open courtyard, firing her gun in cannibles directions, not really caring about aiming or if her shots even hit. Bullets wizzed by them in the air, the smoke around them helping a bit but becoming thinner as they neared the gate. A skunk stepped into her path, but the shark lowered her shoulder and charged into him, shoving past and through the gate and tucking and rolling against the car.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on July 22, 2015, 06:51:43 AM
Post by: Angder on July 22, 2015, 11:45:09 AM
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 23, 2015, 07:02:46 PM
Jacob nodded, catching his breath as well. "Yeah, the car. I saw the other two run through the gate." The foxes ears stood at attention as ye heard the car engine, quickly grabbing Rohnan and dragging him along. "We have to go now!" Bullets began to pink the walls next to them as they ran, but Jacob managed to run out the gate and nearly plow into the car.
Post by: Angder on July 23, 2015, 07:05:30 PM
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on July 24, 2015, 07:52:05 AM
Post by: ghia on July 25, 2015, 01:50:51 AM
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 25, 2015, 05:22:01 PM
Kensie slammed the car into gear and shoved the peddal down to the floor, the cars tires squeeling as it pulled away from the hospital. She didnt let up, speeding down streets and around bends until she was sure they were a safe distance away before finally letting up on the gas and pulling up beside a crumbling skyscraper. "Is everyone alright?" The shark asked, looking back to the three in the back seat. "Wheres Vex?" Jacob just shook his head, telling her all she needed to know. "Right then, we need to get back to the station, but I think we all need to take a breather first. Just... get our thoughts together." She leaned forward and placed her forehead against the steering wheel, looking down at the fresh blood that dripped from her uniform.
Post by: Angder on July 25, 2015, 05:28:58 PM
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on July 26, 2015, 02:45:09 AM
((This thread is a bit slow but we can try and work you on if you want C:))
Post by: ghia on July 26, 2015, 03:26:13 AM
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Post by: Angder on July 26, 2015, 02:38:17 PM
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on July 26, 2015, 06:52:14 PM
Post by: ghia on July 26, 2015, 09:52:33 PM
Name: Regina Peircen
Age:38
Looks: Peircen stands at 5' 8" with an athletic stature. Melanistic fur with black cube-like jaguar markings against a dark charcoal base; a black dreaded mane of hair that falls just below the shoulder blade. Her tired eyes a washed out rust color. Her tail resembled that of a bobcat's, docked at just less than two inches. Docking being a popular practice amongst the hospital's inhabitants, which shows a pledge of full allegiance to the St. Jude state and her administrators.
Peircen wears a worn out dark brown leather belt over a charcoal grey double-breasted, wool, mid-thigh length pea coat with a black collared undershirt. The belt is coupled with a matching right-sided brown leather pistol holster, sporting a .357 snub-nose revolver, also equipped with a scoped CZ 550 FS .30-06 w/10rd buttstock shell holder, threw over the shoulder with a leather 2-point sling. She also carries a worn brown leather book bag at her left side with the strap slung over her right shoulder and a pair of binoculars draped around her neck. Additionally, she wears snug fitting black jeans that are tucked into black lace-up combat boots.
Species: Melanistic Jaguar
History: Peircen was employed by Englewood Clinic as a pediatric nurse's aide prior to the apocalypse. She lived a solitary life in a small downtown flat, driving a seven year old Camery that smelt of smoke and cheap coffee. Hectic, mundane and weary, she could have never predicted that life as she knew it would soon end. As the end of the world commenced, the hospital became a chaotic sight, collapsing within a few days after the public onslaught. Later it would rise from the ashes with a hand full of surviving medical personnel at the helm, included Peircen.
*CHARACTER 2
Name: Kurt Schultze
Age: 33
Looks: Kurt is a 6' 2" stalky mesomorph. His fascia is almost entirely black, with a black goatee that's braded into a thirteen inch strand with a red glass bead at the very end. He wears his black hair in an unkept mohawk, the rest of his head consisting of dark shades of brown, his eyes a soft shade of copper. Kurt's tail, like Peircen's, is also docked just under two inches, his long black tail fur making it appear almost twice as long.
His loadout consists of many German surplus articles (common dress of St. Jude inhabitants), including his German flecktarn field shirt (rolled up sleeves) and pants; coupled with black lace-up military boots, a pair of black skateboard-style kneepads, an olive drab full molle vest with ammo pouches, radio pocket, canteen bag and butt pack.
Kurt carries an semi-auto AK-47 with traditional stained wooden grips and stock, seventy five round drum magazine, and a custom wire construction mounted over the ejection port with a black trouser sock pulled over it to catch expelled cartridges; the weapon is suspended at his right side by a black nylon 2-point sling that's slung over his left shoulder.
Species: German Shepherd
History: Kurt was part of a road crew as a TIG welder, working for a Midwestern fabrication company for six years prior to the downfall. Regardless of constantly being on the road for work, he always made time to drink and party hard; finding his element in a crowd of lively party-goers. He was charismatic, sarcastic, upbeat and a little bit crazy. A mile southwest of St. Jude Hospital and Englewood Clinic is a large pharmaceutical plant, Ventura Laboratories, where Kurt was doing fabrication work as the apocalypse dawned. He found refuge in the plant fallowing the aftermath; during the rise of St. Jude, Ventura was stormed and brought under the hospital's influence, later becoming a St. Jude territory. Kurt's eccentric character, just like the world around him, was no more. Today he is calm, collective, and stoic, often serving as Peircen's Jiminy Cricket.
*CHARACTER 3
Name: Mercedes Spinelli; Peircen refers to her almost exclusively as "Fritz," likely due to Spinelli's rookie standing amongst the trio.
Age: 25
Looks: Spinelli stands at 5' 10"; she has a slender, athletic and somewhat boyish figure. Her ears are cropped, standing tall and bold with the addition of a docked tail, all breed related modifications done at a young age. Her fur is a traditional black and rusty tan with straight, jet black hair that's cut just an inch bellow the jaw line (bob hairstyle, split at the right.)
Her loadout, like Kurt's, consists of some German surplus, including a flecktarn parka and pants. Additionally, she wears a black skateboard-style knee pad on the right knee, a black 8-point patrol cap with the Englewood Clinic logo lapel pin clasped to the face (Here's an icon I threw together real quick of the clinic entwined snake logo: http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm173/eerytheory/Public%20Album/11721839_10204795974049086_1095409627_n_zpsto3ae3b7.jpg (http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm173/eerytheory/Public%20Album/11721839_10204795974049086_1095409627_n_zpsto3ae3b7.jpg) ignore the typo ;P Research* ), and an olive drab minimalistic mini chest rig with 3 ammo pouches (enough to squeeze in six 30rd AR-15 mags) and a radio pouch; just below the chest rig she wears a German pistol belt around the waist with a canteen bag and small utility pouch fixed off to the left side.
Slung over her shoulder with a black nylon 2-point sling is a scoped semi-auto, mid-length AR-15 w/collapsible stock and quad rail handguard. The dust cover is replaced by a custom wire construction with a black trouser sock pulled over it to catch expelled cartridges.
Species: European Doberman Pinscher
History: Mercedes was born and lived most of her life in Seattle, Washington. Two years prior to the downfall of society, she moved to South Florida where she worked as a body piercer at a small tattoo shop with her boyfriend and his business partner in North Miami. During a trip up to Washington to spend two weeks with her family, Spinelli's flight was grounded at a connecting flight between Fort Lauderdale and Seattle for unknown reasons; little did she know the world around her was falling into chaotic anarchy, stuck hundreds of miles away from her family and home in South Florida.
Spinelli, along with a handful of travelers, held up in the terminal and road out the apocalyptic blitz, which left over half the airport in ruin. The survivors failed in their attempt to unify and organize, most of them leaving in small segregated groups in search for new refuge. Spinelli left with a group of five other survivors, which later joined the ranks of the growing St. Jude colony.
*OTHER
Englewood Clinic: The Englewood Clinic building is connected to St. Jude hospital building, but unlike the hospital, it is mostly in ruin. The Englewood Research Center to the north is the only part of the clinic left mostly intact, and is connected to the clinic main building via skywalk. Which, regardless of the poor condition of the main clinic building, is still accessible from the hospital.
The Triad: Peircen, Kurt and Spinelli are a small group which is part of the hospital's north division. Each division consists of two groups of three or less; the hospital employing 3 divisions total: the North, South, and West divisions. Each division has a designated outpost where salvage, trade and sovereignty defense operations are based out of. Out of all the divisions, the north is the only one considered to be almost completely autonomous.
The north division is based in the fortified old town hall building located between the hospital and fire station, simply referred to as the "outpost" or "clock tower." The clock tower has generally healthy trade relations with the fire station, sometimes to the point where small arms are traded back and forth like Pokémon cards. Regardless of trade, the fire station still remains the outpost's most threatening adversary.
Post Merge: July 26, 2015, 10:02:56 PM
Peircen kneeled behind the frame of a shattered balcony sliding door from the second floor of a three story home. Drawing her bolt action rifle to look down the scope, idly scanning the calm streets of the wealthy gated community. A gust of chilly wind whipping up a vortex of loose dirt in the street, tossing the ragged soft top of the wrecked Audi parked just across the street. She momentarily lowered the rifle to look out to the east where there seemed to be a storm front moving through, a dark moody sky flickered against the torn skyline of the city. You could see most of downtown from here, a hill crescent that cupped the north western side of the city, a location the group referred to as 'snob hill.'
Peircen could have spent hours viewing the scenery, basking in the approaching overcast, but it was about time to head back. She planted the butt of her rifle on the ground, glass shards crackling under the butt as she used the rifle to help herself to her feet. She'd sling the rifle over her shoulder as she headed to the staircase; knocking on the wall, she'd yell "Moving out!" as she descended. She met Kurt at the bottom with Spinelli shadowing him, who was being used as a mule, struggling to carry a plastic tote of various loot.
"Tools, kitchen utensils, odds and ends. The usual." Kurt reported as he fallowed Peircen outside. Peircen continued towards the truck parked across the street, muttering "If this all comes down to throwing spoons at each other, this city is ours." The jaguar then crawled into the driver's side of white, roughed up '92 Toyota Tacoma, that was fixed with dirt tires, a large custom fitted front brush guard with a winch and outdoor megaphone mount, a roll bar in the bed with a spot light mounted on the right side, and a simple 1'x1' four leaf clover painted on the right rear quarter of the bed in flat green.
Kurt jumped into the passenger's side as Peircen started to let off the clutch, Spinelli jumping into the bed just as the truck started to roll, pulling up the tail gate before taking a seat behind the cab. In no hurry, Peircen casually brought the truck up to speed, weaving their way through the cluttered streets toward downtown. They'd be close enough now to hear the faint sound of gunfire coming from the hospital, but the rumble of the approaching storm in the east masked the skirmish.
No more than 20 minutes after their departure from snob hill, they were cruising a large downtown avenue, circling around on their way back to the outpost. The entire duration of the trip back had so far been completely silent other than the Toyota's tame grumble; today's salvage run was generally unsuccessful, there was nothing to discuss. Not until a vehicle less than a quarter mile up blew through an intersection. At the speed the vehicle was going, there would be no way they'd catch up to it, but Peircen took pursuit regardless, the little truck roaring forward as she put the pedal down.
Spinelli clung to the roll bar as they came to the intersection, the rear axle hopped and wobbled as the rubber squawked across the concrete, throwing the rear end into a sloppy drift as they took a hard left. To their surprise, the vehicle was in sight a little over a quarter mile down. Not only was it in sight, but it appeared to be stopped in the middle of the street. Spinelli stumbled over the spilt contents of a tote as she made it to her feet, peering over the cab as they closed in.
Both Spinelli and Kurt would draw their weapons as they observed two individuals exit the vehicle, Peircen pressing into the breaks as the fur along the back of her neck stood slightly, making the assumption that the two were taking defensive positions. The truck squawked to an abrupt halt 250 feet out from the other vehicle. Both doors flung open, Peircen and Kurt stepping out almost simultaneously, taking cover behind the truck's paper thin doors as they drew their rifles, Spinelli still peering over the cab with her rifle resting on the roll bar. Peircen looked down the scope of her rifle, resting it on the door as she held up a hand and yelled to the others "Hold your fire!" Noticing that the familiar car ahead was occupied, and likely a patrol from the fire station that strayed a little too far out.
In the fallowing moments they waited anxiously, hoping the vehicle would flee so they could execute a successful interception without any bloodshed.
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 26, 2015, 10:14:27 PM
Post Merge: July 26, 2015, 10:52:20 PM
(Also Foxy, ive been meaning to ask, is this more like a European city? Or a Western one?)
Post by: ghia on July 26, 2015, 10:54:32 PM
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on July 27, 2015, 12:54:22 AM
One of Rohnan's ears perked as he heard in the distance a voice of a woman, raising his brow he took a few steps back to peek around the corner of the alleyway he was in to see a white vehicle. That had a few gunned people pointing towards Kensie and Jacob's car, narrowing his deep Amber eyes he watched for a few minutes to see if they would attack or greet the fox and the shark "this doesn't look good.." He muttered to himself quietly and looked back towards the vehicle he came from.
Post by: Angder on July 27, 2015, 01:08:08 AM
Maybe I did misjudge...
Angder slumped against the wall... deep in thought, out of sight, but still not that far away.
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 27, 2015, 02:49:12 AM
Post by: ghia on July 27, 2015, 05:54:25 AM
Spinelli eyes the car intensively, her crosshairs hovering over the driver as she takes a deep breath, exhaling ever so slowly in attempt to calm her nerves. Peircen also watched carefully in a short moment of silence before seeing the driver lung into the door; in that instant she took a few steps back, lowering her weapon for a second to point off to her right at a scorched city bus hung up on the curb. "Kurt! Cover! Fritz! Down!" she shouted. Just as the fox repositioned himself behind the plated door, Kurt had pushed forward to the bus and Spinelli had dipped into the truck bed. "Fritz! Fall back and come up the left" Peircen said while continuing to slink back, crouched along the trucks beltline, pausing as the now armed driver spouted a question.
Spinelli jumped the truck bed, ready to hit the ground running before Peircen turned back just in time to snag her by the hood of her parka. "Halt.. change in plan" the jaguar said while shoving Spinelli up against the tailgate. Peircen then casually walked up along the truck, setting her rifle up against the rear wheel before raising her hands at her sides to display her empty palms, stepping away from the truck and into the middle of the street. "I little far from home, aren't ya?" She said with a somewhat cynical grin, ignoring his question.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on July 27, 2015, 07:13:48 AM
((Made a Ref sheet for Rohnan (/^.^)/))
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Post by: Angder on July 27, 2015, 12:06:55 PM
Angder narrowed his eyes. The two in the car had let him go when logically he should have been either imprisoned or killed. He owed them his life. Of course the fire station as a whole was still a nasty place, but to let these two die would be unfair. He watched from the alleyway, waiting to see if he was needed.
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 27, 2015, 12:42:16 PM
Post by: Angder on July 27, 2015, 04:21:10 PM
Post by: ghia on July 28, 2015, 03:55:02 AM
"You'd steal a teat from a baby and leave it to die, but we're the freaks? Because we'd eat the baby too?" She lectured in a raised voice, folding her hands behind her. "Fair enough." She said in an audible tone while passively shrugging, she had no room to be confrontational in the given situation. During the fallowing moment, Peircen took the time to glance over her shoulder, looking down the southbound avenue that drove through the heart of the gloomy metropolis. Once proud, towering structures reaching for the heavens, now crippled skeletons that groaned and chimed the most melancholy tune as they swayed in the looming storm, like a naked forest in the winter breeze.
The twisted beauty brought her to a state of calmness, which was soon interrupted by an incoming transmission that blared on the radio clipped to her book bag. "Uh- Outpost, calling you guys in for regrouping. Sounds like some shit went down at the hospital.. or something -- The Russians are real pissed up, it's gonna be a long night" the male voice crackled over the radio. Making a rash assessment of the radio call, Peircen took some backward strides towards the truck while grabbing the grip of her revolver. She'd exchange a quick glance with Kurt before turning her back to sprint for the truck; Kurt kneeled down along the rear corner of the bus, ready to provide her cover fire.
The jaguar snatching up her rifle as she darted around the truck, crouching behind the right rear wheel next to Spinelli. She'd grab a hand full of Spinelli's coat collar, bringing her in close as she pointed out an assortment of wrecks congesting the avenue just south of their position. "I need you to get across the street. Fall back to those jalopies, we'll cover you. Then advance up the left.. Give uhm hell kid." Peircen said before throwing her by the collar of her parka. Spinelli stumbled into a stooped sprint towards the wrecks.
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 28, 2015, 03:39:58 PM
Post by: Angder on July 28, 2015, 03:56:12 PM
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on July 28, 2015, 10:10:43 PM
Rohnan stayed hidden as long as he could, his ear turning towards where he heard movement and spotted Angder running towards the truck. Most likely having the same idea as him, to help Jacob and Kensie. Wanting to run out a start attacking the cannibals the wild african dog stayed put, he didn't want to become a possible hostage to these three.
Post by: ghia on July 29, 2015, 04:03:14 AM
The bus seemed like good, solid cover until the Shark laid some rounds into the corner of it, one of them going clean through the layers of scorched sheet metal like paper. "But I just got here!" Kurt mockingly whined, then laughed while turning the AK around the corner of the bus, blindly firing nine rounds in their general direction before drawing back to push up the side of the bus, inching his way to their flank. Attempting to draw their attention from Peircen, which was now pinned down behind the small Toyota.
The truck was angled just enough to where Peircen could find some cover against the rear passenger-side wheel, crouched tight against the rear quarter of the truck, helplessly clinging to her rifle while the volley of bullets riddled the vehicle. The front driver side corner of the truck slumped a good foot as the thick dirt tire's sidewall blew out, glass shards falling like rain as windows shattered and body panels drummed with lead. Blind firing a bolt action in such a vulnerable position would have been futile; as soon as Kurt could provide her with some cover fire, she planned to make a break for a small shop just across from her.
Post by: Angder on July 29, 2015, 09:13:32 PM
Or at least that was the plan...
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on July 30, 2015, 03:21:18 AM
((Sorry short post))
Post by: Jacob Hail on July 30, 2015, 12:41:19 PM
Post by: Angder on July 30, 2015, 12:45:13 PM
Post by: ghia on July 31, 2015, 04:35:32 AM
Kurt stopped in his tracks to kneel along the bus, half way up. He didn't share the same enthusiasm for the new plan, in fact, he was quite livid. As he saw it, this would substantially weaken their offensive. Lightly shaking his head, grumbling, he'd dig around in one of his ammo pouches, pulling out a half empty flask of whiskey. Quickly screwing off the cap before throwing his head back to dump the last of it's contents down his throat. Kurt would then vigorously shake the water from his soaked head, leaving it a matted mess as his eyes burnt with a feral rage, bearing his fangs in a guttural growl as he exchanged the flask for a bayonet. "It's time to go fishing" he snarled, sliding the tarnished East German blade into the AK's bayonet lug, his snarl turning into a sinister grin. He'd launch from the kneeling position, crouched just under the bus's beltline as he made his way to the front corner of the bus, drawing his gun around the corner without hesitation, quickly squeezing off seven rounds in the car's general direction before he'd fall back behind the bus.
While Kurt attacked, Peircen took the opportunity to situate herself. Turning about to rest her rifle on the edge of the truck bed, positioning herself so that the cab was in Kensie's line of sight, hopefully sparing her from another AR assault. A collection of water droplets on the lens of her scope obstructed her sight, but she had no time. Aiming for the top of the driver's side door, she squeezed one off, the rifle buckled into her shoulder, tweaking the bolt to load the next round as she went to duck behind the bed again.
Spinelli turned her attention from the wrecks just outside to the deep end of the archway. The nook was cast in shadows, but she made out a door as the sky flickered, followed by a clap of thunder. Stepping into the darkness, she'd grab the metal lever of what appeared to be a thick wooden door. To her misfortune, the lever wouldn't budge. Frustrated, she'd forcefully jerk at the handle. "UGH! Mother **censor**!" she'd shout, giving the lever one last yank before stepping back, raising her AR to blast four holes into the lever panel, the muzzle flash lighting up the dark archway. Without thinking, she stepped back before lunging into the door with her shoulder. The doorframe cracked but the solid door didn't give. Spinelli would stumble back, fazed and momentarily maimed by the dense impact.
Post by: ..::Axel Flames::.. on July 31, 2015, 06:36:29 AM
Post by: Angder on July 31, 2015, 09:13:14 PM
Post by: Jacob Hail on August 01, 2015, 02:10:33 AM
Post by: ghia on August 01, 2015, 06:51:59 PM
As Kensie's assault on the bus commenced, Kurt remain kneeled. His head still stooped to look down the iron sights, the rifle tight to his shoulder and at the ready as one of the penetrating rounds crossed right before his nose and connected with the AK's bolt, which sent the rifle's dust cover flying. He hit the deck while holding a hand over his eyes, which had been dusted with lead shrapnel, wincing as the shark riddled the length of the bus. Squinting as he drew his hand away; his face stung, but luckily, he could still see. Kurt then pulled up the AK to inspect it; being too dark to make out any damage to the internals, he drew his fingers along the now exposed bolt and recoil spring before pulling the bolt back and letting it loose. It successfully ejected a live round and chambered the next, everything seemed to be in working order.
Spinelli gathered herself, once again taking a step back from the door before making an attempt to kick it in. The doorframe around the latch cracked even more, but the door still wouldn't budge. She grunted in frustration, kicking it again and again before the doorframe shattered and the door flung open. She'd clear the dark stairwell just behind the door, frantically ascending into complete darkness. Just as she cleared the stairs, a faint flash of blue and red shined through a third story window at the top of the second flight of stairs, conveniently illuminating it for her. She'd sprint up the second staircase to the barred window, smashing the glass with the butt of her rifle before positioning herself. The bars providing her a steady place to rest her rifle, but it restricted movement and worsened the already poor visibility.
Peircen slowly leaned over to peer under the clearance of the Toyota, trying to track any movement from the two hunkered down behind the cruiser, but it was getting dark and difficult to make out anything through the downpour. She'd quickly turn away as the light bar started to flicker, only to be knocked to the ground as the wild dog's first connected with her jaw. The jaguar flinched as her hands were pinned behind her, squinting at the emergency lights while her head soaking in a puddle of diluted anti-freeze, completely disorientated. "In position" Spinelli's voice sounded over Peircen's radio, which was muffled beneath her chest, but still audible. "Fritz can take out those cherries and berries, keep the bastards down" Kurt's voice blared over the radio. "Reg, if you could blind uhm with that spot light, I'd be able to rush uhm!" he followed up. Peircen tried to roll against the weight of the flanker as she helplessly listened in to the transmissions, but she was too fatigued to break loose. "Reggie!?" Kurt barked into the radio, impatiently awaiting Peircen's confirmation.
Post by: Angder on August 01, 2015, 09:01:02 PM
Post by: Jacob Hail on August 03, 2015, 02:39:17 AM
"This doesn't sound to safe, but hell if I have a better idea." Jacob replied, cautiously sitting up in the drivers seat. He turned the key and the car rummbled to life; slamming the door and putting it in gear. The fox watched as Kensie dashed from the car and flattened her back against the bus, inching slowly along until she neared the front, looking back at him through the pouring rain and giving him a nod. Putting the car in gear, he swiveled the car around and went forward, blocking off the back of the bus and ducking down.
As soon as Jacob had the back blocked, Kensie pulled the pin on the gernade and threw it. She heard it ping off off of something before landing on the ground behind the bus, quickly followed by a bang and a bright flash of light.
Post by: Jacob Hail on August 16, 2015, 02:28:49 AM
Post by: Angder on August 16, 2015, 02:30:00 AM
Post by: ghia on August 16, 2015, 02:57:03 AM
Post by: Jacob Hail on August 16, 2015, 06:38:25 AM
Post by: ghia on August 23, 2015, 07:17:11 PM
Post by: Jacob Hail on August 24, 2015, 01:21:23 PM
Post by: Angder on August 24, 2015, 05:29:11 PM
Post by: ghia on August 25, 2015, 03:07:52 AM
Name: Lola Gleisner; sometimes referred to as "Doctor Gleisner," 'Doctor' being used more as a rank than an actuality in this case.
Age: 39
Looks: Lola stands at 5' 8" with a thin build. Her muzzle, as well as most of her face, is black; including her long, messy mohawk that falls towards the left side of her head, and continues down the length of her neck. Around her neck, she wears a sterling chain neckless with a long cylindrical whistle pendant which looks somewhat ornamental. The rest of her face and neck are varying shades of tan. Her tail is naturally short, and isn't docked. The right side of her face is covered in severe burn scars and patchy fur; similar scars are also present on the right side of her neck and chest. Most of her right ear is crudely hacked away and heavily scarred with a similarly severe hack scar that starts at her right nostril and ends at the center of her chin. Also, her left pointer and thumb are amputated at the joint.
Lola's eyes are hidden behind a pair of circular sunglasses that she's almost never seen without; being mostly blind (she can make out light, sometimes colors and objects), she carries a simplistic black cane that sheaths a 15" blade (Her blindness, as well as her scars, are all due to a peacekeeping op gone wrong. While working as a diplomat; she was captured, held hostage, and tortured by an outside group). Regardless of the apocalypse, she dresses rather professionally; wearing a white long-sleeved blouse that's dirtied with washed-out blood stains and other varying blemishes in the fabric. The blouse is tucked into a black pencil skirt, coupled with black 4" heels that push her height closer to six foot; an impractical outfit for an impractical person that's described by her peers as a stubborn and dangerous visionary with poor insight.
Species: Spotted Hyena
History: Lola, much like many of her peers, was employed by the hospital prior to the fall. Where she worked as a therapist at the mental healthcare facility located north east of the hospital, just beyond its newly found walls. Currently the mental healthcare building, while still standing strong, is plundered and goes generally unutilized. During the formation of the hospital colony, Lola conspired against Robby in attempt to establish her own policies. She was fearlessly outspoken, but her push for authority was viewed by most of the group as treacherous, and her ideas were seen as unrealistic. Her attempt failed, but her life was spared. While the true reason remains unknown, she was likely spared due to the fact that she had a fallowing, and her death might have sparked a divide amongst the group, or that her boldness was better off being integrated rather than snuffed.
In current times, Lola operates out of the Englewood Research Center north of the hospital, where she manages outpost operations via radio tower, which makes her relevant regarding trade and diplomacy issues. She also maintains a newly proven ammo recycling station where specific empty shells are repacked, and has intention to start work on other renewable resources and expansions, like alternative fuel and the seeding of a new colony (the Old Town Hall Outpost being the most suitable candidate). Lola and her loyalists do not function independently of the hospital; instead, they're viewed as a distinct group of the same faction. Lola also filters all her ideas and concerns through Robby and is mostly reliant on the hospital for food and supplies.
*CHARACTER 2
Name: Isaac; 'Dogo' is a common nickname.
Age: 30
Looks: Isaac is six feet of pure muscle; with his short, cropped ears, a scar on his left brow, and an entirely white, short fur coat with no markings. He has deep brown eyes, solid stance and dauntingly stoic gaze, with his tail docked short with his hair buzzed even shorter. He wears a light olive drab, double breasted Romanian military trench coat with an olive drab molle combat vest overtop. The vest is loaded out with a canteen bag, utility pouch, knife sheath, radio pouch and an anglehead military grade flashlight clipped to the chest. He wears a gasmask bag at his left with the strap slung over his right shoulder, a 50rd shotgun shell bandolier slung over his left shoulder, a pair of binoculars and round motorcycle goggles around his neck, and an olive drab rucksack on his back. He also wears olive drab trousers that are tucked into a pair of broken-in jack boots. Isaac is equipped with a Mossberg 590 w/solid stock which he keeps slung over his right shoulder with a 2-point sling.
Species: Dogo Argentino
History: Prior to the apocalypse, Isaac was Kurt's drinking buddy and colleague. Both of which were on the road doing fabrication work at Ventura Laboratories. While they were only buddies back then, the struggles of the new world brought them together as brothers. Early on after the downfall, Isaac became politically involved in the organization of the hospital clan where he wholeheartedly backed Lola with her push for power, while Kurt remained completely indifferent. After Lola's movement fell through, Isaac made it his personal mission to organize and train Lola's advocates, which later gave birth to a small militia that pledged full allegiance to Lola. The militia was commonly referred to as Lola's 'SS'. Which became a name and identity they happily adopted.
Fallowing Lola's misfortune with a peacekeeping mission that left her blind and two of her SS members dead, Isaac stepped up to become her personal assistant.
(So, these are the characters. Err, nazi cannibals! Yee! Anywho, I was thinking that we could start the cutaway 30min post-skirmish, where things are just starting to calm down and the storm has set in. Let me know if everything sounds kosher. I had a long day at work, so I'll post the starter tomorrow.)
Post by: Jacob Hail on August 25, 2015, 01:35:33 PM
Name: Wilhelm Shüttler, called Führer by many people in the hospital.
Age: 56
Species: Doberman pincher
Apperance: As most Dobermans are, Wilhelms fur is mostly black, save for the rustic orange on the bottom of his muzzle and the "socks" going down his arms and legs. He has long cropped ears and a short docked tail, an apperance he has found suiting, more professional, and placed upon many others under his command. He stands at around 5'11 with a medium build, but with his posture being near impeccable, he always appears taller then he really is, and walks around with a confident and commanding air about him. The clothes he wears is a gray Nazi Wehrmacht uniform, complete with grade and SS insignia. The uniform itself is flawless, with no sign of wrinkle or tare, and his black combat boots and insignia are polished brightly. Two black leather gloves cover his hands to match a black leather holster at his side, carrying a Styer M1912.
Background: Wilhelm was a german doctor and lead surgion at St. Judes hospital. After the downfall he remained there, gathering together any remaining staff to build back up and fortify the buildings grounds, while calling out to others on the outside to come join his "last becon of hope for society". Many saw him as a great and strong leader, and were drawn in by his words, bolstering the hospitals numbers in the beginning days and nearly tripleing what they once were. But as things began to settledown Wilhelms bright and friendly outward apperance began to change. Only those who worked closly with him could tell that the doctor wasnt quite right in the head, and those who came in by his speeches quickly found out the mistake they had made. It started off with a raid of a history museum which brought back box after box of Nazi uniforms and equipment, all which the inhabitants were forced to wear while listening to Wilhelms speeches of german purity and the flawlessness of the Nazi movment. Shortly after came the ear croppings and tail docking, performed by the medical staff. And after that came the concept of cannibalism. An idea proposed by the Führer that many rejected at first, but had to end up adopting after other food supplies were thrown out. Those who tried to leave were shot, and any rebellions were beat down with a swift and brutal fist. Only the loyal, and the scared, remained. Now Wilhelm runs the hospital for what it is today, never leaving his office from the top floor and only meeting with a handful of his followers to carry out his orders, Robby being included in that group.
Post by: ghia on August 26, 2015, 01:17:57 AM
Isaac started to ascend the stairs, periodically looking over his shoulder to see if Lola was fallowing. Lola, while blind, was able to make out the light of the lantern, which Isaac used to lead her on, as well as navigate the unlit passages. Isaac made it to the top, once again holding the lantern above his head, lighting the stairwell as Lola also cleared the stairs. First floor was slightly better lit than ground floor, with a window just at the end of the hall, which they made their way to. Issac peered out the window just as Lola arrived at his side. He could make out most of the hospital courtyard from here, which Isaac took a few moments to scan. It was raining moderately while the late evening sky seemed to grow darker by the second as the storm approached from the east.
Just out the window was a guard in a poncho, standing under the peristyle and out of the rain. Just as the guard drew a zippo to light a cigarette, he took notice of the two standing in the window. The guard paused to nod at them; Isaac returned the nod before continuing down the hallway to their left. "The courtyard seems in order" Isaac reassured Lola as they passed by an entrance to the cafeteria, "and so does the kitchen" she responded with a light chuckle, passively sniffing the air. Before long the two arrived at Robby's office; Isaac took a few moments to fasten the lantern to his side and collect himself before lightly knocking on the door with the back of his knuckle.
Post by: Jacob Hail on August 26, 2015, 02:32:07 AM
Post by: ghia on August 26, 2015, 04:22:59 AM
Post by: Jacob Hail on August 26, 2015, 07:30:45 AM
Post by: ghia on August 27, 2015, 03:03:08 AM
"That's odd" Lola said as she turned away from the two, straying a few steps away from them as she got lost in thought. She'd fold her hands together, keeping her middle fingers erect as she pressed them to her lips. "Isaac, radio Sid. Tell her to inform the outposts, I want town hall on lockdown till farther notice." Lola asked while turning about to face them again, casually resting her hands on her hips with her thumbs tucked into the front of her skirt's waistband. Isaac looked down to draw the ham from his radio pouch, clasping it as he held it to his mouth. "Aye Sid, its Isaac. There's been an incident at the hospital. We need the outposts on their toes, put town hall on lockdown till farther notice. No exceptions. Over." Isaac said before holding the radio away from his face. "Copy" Sid replied only a few seconds later.
Lola took a deep breath through her clenched teeth, tilting her head back as she sighed heavily, taking another moment to gather her thoughts. "I think we have a lot of mutual questions" she'd say while blankly looking off at the far wall of his office. "This captive, though. I believe they'd be able to answer most of them" she said while vigorously tapping her right pointer finger against her thigh. "What can you tell me about them? Maybe an interview can be arranged?" She added.
Post by: Jacob Hail on August 27, 2015, 03:35:26 AM
Vex slowly raised her head and glared at the three, narrowing her eyes. She would probably be yelling and cursing if it weren't for the gag in her mouth, so instead she let out a low growl.
Post by: ghia on August 28, 2015, 04:45:36 AM
"Isaac, pull up the table. It's tea time!" She said with enthusiasm. Isaac then lugged over a heavy commercial dining table that screeched across the floor like nails on a chalkboard, placing it square to Vex before setting his kerosene lantern atop it. He'd twist the body of the lantern a quarter turn before lifting it from the base, exposing the open flame. He'd then pull up a computer chair to set his rucksack on, digging out a ring-stand which he'd place over the flame, setting a large beaker upon it after dumping the contents of his canteen into it.
Lola strongly grasped Vex's shoulders as she started to firmly roll her thumbs into her traps. "Poor thing is as tense as could be." She'd say before leaning in to brush her cheek along the side of the vixen's head. "Relax sweetheart" she'd rasp while bearing her yellowed fangs in a cynical grin, her lanky fingers working up the length of Vex's neck. "Isaac, this would be a good time to tell Robby about the progress of our little cat project" Lola said. "Cat project?" He responded in surprise, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yes, did you bring the file?" She asked. "Well, yes.. But—" he mumbled. "Then **censor** GO! NOW! I need some privacy" she barked, pushing her cold hands down along Vex's collar bone.
"Yes Ma'am" Isaac promptly replied, quickly placing a wooden box on the table before pulling a white binder from his rucksack. With no more time wasted, he'd throw the pack over his shoulder and lead Robby back into the corridor, closing the door behind him. He'd turn on the anglehead flashlight clipped to his vest before flipping through the binder, holding it into the light. "The boys have been working on a special vehicle" he said, flipping through a few papers of drawings. The rough sketches depicted what seemed to be a militarized bulldozer. "She's not quite done yet.. The plan was to present it to the Führer upon completion" he added.
Lola released Vex of her grasp, rolling up the sleeves of her blouse as she wandered over to the side of the table. Her forearms were wrapped in a ribbon of hide, which fastened hunting knife holsters to each of her arms. "So, Jax finally went mad, huh?" She said while unwinding the hide ribbon one arm at a time; tossing the sheathed knives on the table before rewrapping the hide around her hands. "I, too, enjoy a good melee weapon, Miss Sledgehammer" she said while balling both of her hands into fists, flexing the wrap. Lola then started to unbutton her blouse before reaching inside, drawing a Glock 43 from a veiled pistol rig. "Though, unlike you, I'm not a complete idiot" she said while waving the handgun around a bit. Lola dropped the loaded magazine from the gun into her free hand, stuffing the mag into her pistol rig. "Seriously, what were you thinking?" She asked, while tapping the gun's muzzle against her head.
"Not talkin' huh?" Lola grumbled after a moment of silence, tossing the pistol on the table before she'd reach out to grasp Vex firmly by the jaw. "Ah, they've got you gagged" she laughed, walking behind the fox again to undo the gag, pulling it free of her mouth and tossing it to the floor.
Post by: Jacob Hail on August 28, 2015, 02:20:43 PM
Robby grabbed the binder and looked over the sketches, his grin seemingly to get bigger. "This looks very very nice, quote an unstoppable vehicle indeed. If we do go to war with the ones at the firestation, then that could easily take down their walls." He looked back up at Isaac, handing the binder over to him. "The Führer will be pleased, now we only need something to match their cruisers and this war will be over before it began. So how is the progress on the Cat coming along?"
Post by: ghia on August 30, 2015, 01:24:26 AM
Isaac flipped through a few pages before coming to a written report with a couple instant camera photos fastened to its edge with a paperclip. The photo on top was that of a large yellow bulldozer riding on an adequate flatbed semi-trailer. "It's a Caterpillar D11, plenty bigger than she looks in the picture." He said. "Picked her up at a quarry outside of the city, a good hour south if you take I-15. Took another two days to get it back up here though; the interstate was a little too cluttered for the semi-tractor.. It was a grueling haul, but we made it back in one piece" he'd say while plucking the first photo from the clip, placing it under the second photo.
The second was a progress photo, with a crew of familiar faces posing in front of it. There was a massive steel construction of riveted plates that enclosed the body of the dozer. The construction was generally boxy, aside from the protruding cab armor and front quarter which had 45-degree panels with gun ports and small view slits on each side. "The hull is complete; double three-quarter-inch thick steel platting all the way around, she'll be impervious to small arms fire. We're just working out some kinks; gunner compartment cooling for the front quarter is necessary, as well as some anti-infantry elements, like exhaust grates. Just in case we get some of the bastards crawling all over the thing with a concussion grenade, or something. Other than that, a fresh coat of tractor paint. I was envisioning a panzer grey." he said while momentarily scratching the back of his neck.
"With a few extra hands, I think we could get it all up and running within a few days at the most if necessary. As for those cruisers, we've been passively working on a turret system for a smaller dozer, intended as anti-infantry support for the D11, but that project is far off yet" he added while closing the binder; tucking it under his arm as he pulled a brushed metal cigarette case from his vest. "Any thoughts?" He said while drawing one of a dozen cigarettes from the case, placing it in his mouth. "Cigarette?" He'd ask, holding the case out to Robby.
Post by: Jacob Hail on August 30, 2015, 03:18:14 AM
"Excellent excellent!" Robby said, grabbing a cigarette and lighting it. "The Führer will be most pleased, and that panzer gray, couldnt of picked a better color to his liking." The wolf looked up at Isaac, his grin seemingly to get wider. "We will have to allocate more resources to this project. But, my only thoughts on it, are the bottom. What have you done to prevent damage from mines?"
(I guess I should mention Vex has a Boston-ish accent. Might make her grammar more understandable)
Post by: ghia on August 30, 2015, 04:32:39 PM
Lola smirked, snickering through her sinus as she lightly shook her head in response to the insult. "Your men started some trouble in the courtyard" she said while walking over to the side of the table, focusing on the glow of the lantern. "It's not hard to believe, your men are poorly disciplined, Jax must be getting soft. I've heard he keeps you around as his vice; you're just some naive bimbo with an attitude problem as far as I can tell. You can't even control your own anger, you should be embarrassed." She talked down to her, holding her calm tone. Lola tried her best not to lose her temper in front of Vex, who was coming off as more violent and clueless than she had originally expected, but Lola's patience was growing thin. "How do you think we should handle this?" She added while reaching out to draw one of the hunting knives from its sheath. She'd hold it in front of herself, lightly tracing her fingers along the clean blade.
Isaac lit the cig, taking a long drag as he listened. He was immensely content with Robby's enthusiasm for the project. "We've cut out half-inch plates that are bolted over the frame's recesses underneath. I can't see them employing mines; though, if they were to, the blade would scrape them up." Isaac said while crossing his left forearm over his stomach; resting his right elbow on his paw as he made casual gestures with his right hand as he spoke. "Using plastic explosives on the undercarriage or belly would be devastating for the dozer, no doubt. She's big, slow, and for the most part, blind.. 'a sitting duck, especially given the urban environment, enemies can come from literally anywhere. A division needs to be organized with the sole purpose of defense, so that the crawler crew can fulfill their sole purpose, bringing down the station's fortifications and luckily, their morale" Isaac stated while taking another long drag of his cig, starting to casually pace in front of Robby.
(Ah. I was assuming that actually. Coolest accent that's ever existed!! =3)
Post by: Jacob Hail on August 30, 2015, 08:13:05 PM
"Well, then we better focus on that other plan of yours also. Because as long as they have those cruisers they can pick off our defenders while speeding by. And they are quite fast. Perhaps if we find a way to pop the tires we could..." But Robby was cut off by the door opening at the end of the hall, a figure walking through it. The wolf turned to see who it was before quickly snapping to attention, extending out his arm and shouting "Hail, my Führer!"
Wilhelm walked down the hallway up to the two, his hands dolded neatly behind his back as he gave a nod to Robbys salute. "So gentlemen, vhat is going on down here? I heard ve have a captive from the attack no?"
Post by: ghia on September 02, 2015, 03:53:05 AM
The loss of the lantern left the confines of the room in darkness, which Lola emerged from as she took a stride towards Vex, the dim bulb hanging above the fox bringing the hyena into light as she'd reach out and grab a fist full of Vex's mohawk. She'd then pluck her sunglasses from her face before tossing them to the floor; leaning in as she tightened the grasp on her hair, forcing her to look into her goulash eyes. Her right eyelids were scarred and pursed over a healed socket, while her left eye was eerily pale and lifeless. "You need to watch your mother**censored** TONGUE!" She'd bellow; wedging her heel behind the rear leg of the chair as she violently shoved Vex, which sent the chair toppling backwards to the floor.
Lola lodged her right heel against Vex's sternum, leering down at her. "You know, the only thing our Caterpillar is missing is a good figurehead" she said. "A first row seat to the massacre, how about it?" She'd say with a chuckle, tucking her thumbs into the front waistband of her skirt. "We could find you a real nice dress, I have quite a collection you could choose from. I wouldn't mind your friends at the station putting a few bullet holes through one of 'uhm" she continued, leaning into Vex as she casually twisted the heel left to right. "Or we could wrap you in a Nazi flag? Ah, yes. Wouldn't that be glorious?" She said with the wickedest of grins.
Isaac continued to pace as he listened to Robby, when he was interrupted mid-stride by a loud crash and the sound of glass shattering behind the door. He looked up to observe the door with his back facing Robby, assuming he had been distracted by the same thing, until he heard Robby snap to attention and shout. Isaac was struck with a sudden anxiety; quickly swiveling about, he'd snap to attention and stiff-arm salute Shüttler. "Heil, my Führer!" Isaac echoed Robby, before standing at attention. Just as the Führer finished his question, a second crash could be heard from behind the door, causing Isaac to look over his shoulder while passively placing a hand on his shotgun.
Post by: Jacob Hail on September 02, 2015, 04:31:45 AM
"**censor** you Franz." Was all he got in reply from the vixen, coughing and squirming a bit under Lolas heel.
"Cute." Shüttler said, turning to look at Lola. "And what information have you gained from ze captive? Was zere a reason for the attack?" He asked.
Post by: ghia on September 03, 2015, 03:34:26 AM
"This one claims she was executing a regular trade op when we attacked her" she'd say while lightly kicking Vex in the shoulder a single time. "She also mentioned something about, ahh.. Robby owing her a favor? I believe Aaron could provide—" she pausing mid-sentence to look over at Isaac as his radio started to sound. "This is Command Post; I got a report back from Town Hall. Blackcat and her crew haven't reported to outpost for regrouping yet, they're standing by for further orders. Also, Hal just put in a requesting to reschedule that supply run for as early as tomorrow morning. Over." Sid announced over the radio. "Odd" Lola muttered, lightly shrugging as she'd turned back to Wilhelm. "I think we need to find out what happened in the courtyard. Robby informed me that Aaron may know something" she said.
Post by: Jacob Hail on September 03, 2015, 04:50:16 AM
"Yes my Führer." A voice said back.
"If I may add to the story, Vex and two of her crew did come in to collect a favor from me." Robby stated as he walked in. "But that doesn't necessarily mean that they couldnt of planned an attack." Shüttler rubbed his chin again and thought over the wolfs statement, handing the radio back to Isaac before walking back over to Vex and lifting her chair off the ground. "All will be answered soon, and we will get to za bottom of this." He leaned down closer to Vexs face. "Wont we?"
An opening and closing of a door could be heard down the hall, followed by footsteps that eventually led to the figure of a cheetah appearing in the door. Aaron broke into a salute and ushered a greeting, his undocked tail curling tightly around his waist. "You called my Führer? Im assuming you would like the report of the attack?" he said, taking a few more steps into the room. "Yes, indeed. Let us hear it." Wilhelm replied. A smile came to Aarons face before replying. "Of course. The attack was not orchistrated by the group from the fire department, but rather someone trying to frame them. I know, because he did not match any of the profiles we keep of their members, and the way he went about it made it blatantly obvious he was trying to set them up. But see, I saw this as the perfect chance to move forward with our plans. We have been talking about attacking them for a while now, and now we have an excuse to. It was perfect."
"You son of a bitch!" Vex yelled, thrashing more in her seat.
Post by: ghia on September 04, 2015, 04:18:59 AM
Something about these 'plans' rubbed Lola the wrong way, and you could see it in her expression. "Plans? What plans?" She scolded while looking towards the cheetah. "Did I miss the memo?" She'd ask in a marginally raised voice. "This is quite a complicated situation, if what you've said is true. Someone is trying to jeopardize our relationship with the fire station, this gravely concerns me. Why play into their hands? Am I missing something here?" She'd crossly question Aaron while holding her formal posture. Isaac held the binder tighter to his chest as Lola spoke her mind. He shared her curiosity, but found her demeanor to be a bit reckless, given the presence of the Führer.
Post by: Jacob Hail on September 05, 2015, 03:52:02 AM
"Aaron! Zat is quite. Enough." Wilhelm barked, and the cheetah fell silent, backing down as a cold atmosphere filled the room. It was never good when Wilhelm got pissed. "My apologies Lola." The doberman stated, breaking the silence. "But zer were matters and ideas that I have only trusted to discuss with a handful of people, but I guess its time zat you knew. Yes, we did intend to attack the firestation, and heres why." He took off his cap and ran a hand through his graying hair, replacing it back on his head before continuing. "Ze hospital is not in the condition or strength it once was. Our numbers are down, and falling every week; in fact we just lost seven today and three other are injured and close to death. And what do we have to show for it? One prisoner." He glided his hand over, pointing it over to Vex. "Not enough people are joining are cause! So, we must show our strength." His hand swung back down and rested behind his back. "Zey have people we need, workers from the old eletric and water companies that could restore utilities to the city! Mechanics and construction workers to rebuild ze crumbling infrastructure! All people zat can be brought in under our banner and help towards our cause" As he spoke his voice began to rise in excitment, an almost proud grin creeping across his face as his hand was brought up into a fist at the last word. " But simply assimilating the firestation would be futile, at least while Jax is there and commanding his people, they would most certainly reject our ideology. But! If we kill Jax, leave zem leaderless, scattered. Scared. We can present zem with a choice: Join us, or die." Wilhelm finished off, looking over Lolas features to read her and see what she thought. But his eyes slowly drifted to the vixen in the chair, his excited expression growing more dark. "And she will be the first to join our ranks."
Vex had been listening quietly this while time, but as she realized she was being talked about her ears pinned back. "Franz, I would rather gouge both of my eyes out with a tooth pick than join you disgusting freaks."
Post by: ghia on September 06, 2015, 11:52:50 PM
Lola then turned her head to Vex as a cynical grin broke across her face, amused by her comment. She loathed the vixen, but couldn't help but admire her spirit. Her grin calmly transitioned into a smile as she turned back to Wilhelm. "I'd have reconsidered my decision to flip the table if I had known you'd be gracing us with your presence this evening, my Führer. We were just preparing some tea" she said before momentarily looking off to the corner of the room. "Isaac, tidy up the place and fetch my things, would you?" She'd continue, before returning her attention to Wilhelm once again. "So, seven men dead after today's attack? This is unacceptable. I'd have the one responsible hung from the nearest tree" she said, referring to Aaron, but paid him no attention. Isaac turned the table back over, setting the binder atop it before he started to gather all the items from the floor, placing them about the table.
"Tonight, I'm honored to be amongst those of the administrative circle" Lola said before pausing as Isaac approached her, carrying an array of her items. "Your pistol, Ma'am" he'd say while holding the Glock next to her hand. She'd reload the pistol before tucking it back into the rig beneath her blouse. "It is my belief that the hard luck we face is due to the disorganization within our own walls. Today has been a fine example of this; it's an embarrassment that calls for critical analysis" she'd say while placing her round shades back over her eyes, holding out her forearm as she drew back her sleeve. Without being told, Isaac started to unwind the hide ribbon from her hand, only to rethread her knife rigs around her forearms one at a time as she continued to speak.
"We must put our strength on display for our neighbors to witness, in time. Though, today, we must arouse the pride of our people, we must reevaluate our policies. We must hold our officers accountable for their incompetence" she said just as Isaac finished up her right arm, she'd place it behind herself before displaying her left as Isaac made his way around her. "The city has brought us refuge, but it's only temporary. The true cornucopia lies beyond the city, in the countryside, where we can invest in agriculture. I've always looked at the fire station as an unruly roommate, we may disagree, but at the end of the month, we need each other to pay the rent" she said. Isaac finished up the left rig before pulling her sleeve down and placing the end of the cane in her hand, which she rapped against the floor a single time. "Father Nature has ridden this world of the untermensch, only our Aryan brothers and sisters still stand in the midst of his devastation. We must unite to build a foundation for the Master Race! If war is the only way to bring our brothers and sisters together, then I stand with you, my Führer" she finished, resting both of her hands on the end of her cane as Isaac stood behind her. His hands neatly folded behind his back with a stoic expression on his face.
Post by: Jacob Hail on September 09, 2015, 04:02:54 AM
Vex doubled over in the chair as she continued to laugh, glancing up a second to look at the two before her and laughing harder. "Yous guys.... you... you cant be serious!" The vixen said between breaths, tears forming in the corner of her eyes. "You actually think youre nazis? I mean, I knew yous guys were **censor** insane but really? Nazis?" She bit down on her lower lip as she went into fits again, trying to surpress her laughter.
Her outburst got a scowl from the cheetah, but Wilhelm remained calm, simply walking behind the vixen and placing his hands on her shoulders. "Oh dear Vex, you should really learn to shut your mouth you know, but you probably dont fear pain am I correct?" A dark smile came to his face." My my with all zis talking you must be famished! Isaac, would you mind getting our guest something to eat? A bit of fox will do, our cooks really do make a good steak." Vex had stopped laughing now , but tried her best to keep a smile on her face, her lip twitch a bit as her facade began to crumble.
Post by: Angder on September 09, 2015, 07:35:42 PM
Post by: Jacob Hail on September 10, 2015, 02:34:14 AM
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Post by: Angder on September 11, 2015, 03:32:19 PM
"Lets try and make our way to the other car. Once they have a hostage they can bargin for... Vex wasn't it? well they can get her back." Grinning, Angder and Rohnan drag/carry the captive back the way they came.
Post by: ghia on September 12, 2015, 11:40:05 PM
Kurt grew more and more uneasy with every passing moment of radio silence. "If we're gonna do this, we've gotta do it now!" Kurt yelled into the radio, picking himself up to crouch against the bus. Before he could make his next move, the jaguar's cry grabbed his attention. He immediately started to make his way back towards Peircen's position, crouched tight to the bus with his AK at the ready just as the cruiser pulled up onto the sidewalk, cutting him off. He hesitated for a moment before laying nine rounds into the side of the car as he gradually advanced on it, only turning back to check his six for a split second. Just as he cut back to continue his assault, the flash bang detonated a few yards in front of him, causing him to stumble backward with a growl. His ears laid flat against his head as he took a knee, hunching over while holding his forearm over his eyes. The bang temporarily fazed him, but he kept a firm grasp on his rifle.
Spinelli couldn't make out much of anything through the dark downpour, except for the squad car, which was lit up like a Christmas tree. As the cruiser started to roll, Spinelli panned it with her finger heavy on the trigger, but before she could squeeze off any shots, the car moved out of her tight line of sight. "Shit!" She said before pulling her AR from the window grate and heading for the stairs, faintly hearing Peircen's voice from outside as she hastily made her way back down the dark stairwell. By the time she made it to second floor, she was struck with severe fatigue and unforgiving pain emitting from her underarm. None of them had eaten anything nutritious for weeks, and it was really starting to show. Regardless, she continued down the second flight of stairs to first floor. As she made it to the bottom, she'd position herself behind the doorframe, drawing her rifle to scan the street under the occasional flicker of lighting.
Post by: Angder on September 12, 2015, 11:52:05 PM
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Angder blinks as the cruiser advances. "Son of a~" Rohnan starts to guide them round. They had to get there Somehow... Otherwise this whole thing was pointless.
Post by: Jacob Hail on September 14, 2015, 03:45:52 AM
Post by: ghia on September 15, 2015, 04:16:17 AM
Kurt fell to the concrete with a thud, grunting as Kensie pressed her knee into his back. Helplessly snarling as the rifle was pulled from his grasp. For a second it seemed as though he would go down without too much of a struggle; his ringing ears still pinned back while his vision was slow to recover, still distressed from the blast. His back slightly bowed under her knee as he sighed angrily, relaxing his head against the cold, wet concrete for a short moment before he'd suddenly planted a paw on the ground, attempting to push himself up while rolling his body against the shark's weight, trying to topple her.
Post by: Angder on September 15, 2015, 12:31:05 PM
Post by: Jacob Hail on September 17, 2015, 05:18:41 AM
Jacob slowly made his way down the sidewalk, squinting between the pouring rain and the flashing lights to try and make out the figures ahead on the sidewalk and street. He couldnt tell who was who, but raised his gun anyways, approaching slowly.
Post by: ghia on September 20, 2015, 05:38:41 PM
As Rohnan and Angder started to flee back towards some cover, Spinelli knelt to steady her aim, but she only hesitated. They were moving targets in a thick downpour, only made visible by the convulsive flashes of red and blue, taking a shot at them would have been a real gamble. Just as she saw the three disappear behind a white sedan, she started to pursue them. Launching from the sidewalk and into the avenue, strafing left as she approached the car in attempt to push them out into the open, cutting them off from the protection of the dark southbound avenue. She started to flank around the back side of the car when she caught a glimpse of Jacob's silhouette off in the distance, which spooked her. Without thinking, she tightly veered right and dove under the rear passenger-side of the white sedan. The car's tires where still inflated, which allowed her just enough clearance to quickly weasel her way up to the rear passenger-side wheel, which she tried to put between her and Jacob as she pulled her gun up to aim at the three on driver's-side of the car. She wasn't aware if any of them had seen her dive under the sedan, but she was ready to shoot some feet if she had to.
Post by: Jacob Hail on September 21, 2015, 07:36:32 PM
Jacob watched as the figures moved in the rain and ovee to the truck, keeping his gun raised as he slowly made his way over. The fox crouched down infront of the truck and slowly peered over, just barely making out the faces of Angder, Rohnan, and the other cannible. "Hey, you guys have things handled? Can you get her over to the car?" He yelled called out.
Post by: Angder on September 21, 2015, 07:43:50 PM
Post by: ghia on September 22, 2015, 02:45:36 AM
Spinelli sighed under her breath in relief as she heard Angder shout out. Knowing she hadn't been seen, she pulled her rifle over to aim at the silhouette of the truck as Jacob made his way over to it. Instead of repositioning herself, Spinelli remained under the sedan, confident that she could stay hidden if she didn't move. While trying to track Jacob, she took a moment to draw out her radio, clasping it in her hand as she held it close to her mouth. "Kurt, status" she said in a mild tone, speaking into the radio before anxiously standing by for a response.
Post by: Jacob Hail on September 25, 2015, 12:17:56 AM
Post by: ghia on September 25, 2015, 12:53:25 AM
Post by: Jacob Hail on September 25, 2015, 03:34:01 AM
Jacob dudcked down in front of the truck, glancing around at the looking buildings. "Alright, we will find them, but we need to get to the car first." He yelled to Angder. "If you guys want to start making your way over to the cruiser I can cover you."
Post by: Angder on September 29, 2015, 02:24:57 PM
Post by: ghia on October 02, 2015, 03:53:07 AM
"You must be joking?" Spinelli muttered to herself, trying to make sense of Kurt's order while still observing the others as they started to move out towards the cruiser. She released the radio, momentarily bringing her rifle tight to her cheek, keeping Angder and the others in her sights. "Alright, let's do this.." She grumbled, lowering her weapon as she climbed out from under the car. She stood up straight while slinging her rifle over her shoulder, slowly making her way out into the open and towards the cruiser. She'd lightly flinched with a grunt as she tried to hold her hands up, the droning pain coming from her wounded underarm was getting progressively worse, but all she could worry about was getting the wind knocked out of her from a bullet straight to the chest as she came into sight, trailing the other three.
Peircen was speechless as she listened in to Kurt's message. Clenching her fists in anger, she'd hold back her overwhelming urge to scream out to Spinelli; she wasn't entirely clear on what she wanted to say to her, with this situation only puzzling her more and more. Before she could calm herself, Angder started to speak, which invoked her frustration. "Do it! **censor** DO IT!!" She screamed at Angder, lashing about as she got dragged towards the cruiser.
Post by: Jacob Hail on October 02, 2015, 06:15:58 PM
Jacob walked behind Angder and Rohnan, glancing around to see if he could spot the last cannible. He was about to glance to his left when a movment caught his eye, a dark figure shifting through the rain. The fox swung around, aiming the shot gun at Spinelli, almost ready to pull the trigger when he noticed her hands were up. "Continue to the cruiser, Ill be right there!" He yelled to Angder, before making his way slowly over to the last cannible, gun trained on her. "Smart move." He said, walking behind her. "Keep your arms where I can see them." Reaching forward, he grabbed her gun, pausing to see if she would react before slipping it off her shoulder. "Keep walking, over under that awning. Try anything and youll get a nice sized hole through you chest." He growled, prodding her back with the shotgun.
Post by: Angder on October 11, 2015, 12:03:03 PM
((In the future if I am don't post for over a couple of days, someone drop me a PM. I feel really bad for forgetting about this. :S D: ))
Post by: Jacob Hail on October 25, 2015, 11:41:56 PM
Post by: Angder on October 26, 2015, 12:40:29 AM
Post by: ghia on October 26, 2015, 05:00:54 AM
Post by: Jacob Hail on October 26, 2015, 01:29:05 PM
Post by: ghia on October 27, 2015, 04:01:01 AM
What started off as a tickle on his snout festered into an unpleasant burning sensation. He'd try his best to cope with the annoyance by passively grinding his teeth before abruptly hunching forward as he broke out into a series of potent sneezes. He'd quickly correct his posture fallowing the last sneeze while looking up with a dazed expression, squinting off into the distance as two figures started to emerge from the storm. "There's our sharp shooter" Kurt said as he identified Spinelli through the downpour. "Couldn't hit the broad side of a barn if she tried, but she's a wiz with a needle. Closest thing we have to a medic" he added.
"Let! Me! GO!!" Peircen shouted just as Angder heaved her over the curb and up along the side of the cop car. Before he could draw her around the car, she planted her boots against the concrete with enough traction to shove her backside into his legs, in attempt to either knock him over or pin him against the car.
".. aand, that's Reggie. She's great with kids. Honest to god. Adults, though. Not so much" Kurt said in a mildly humorous demeanor as he observed the struggle, a bit buzzed out of his mind at this point. This helped him simplify the troubling situation. Unlike Spinelli, who was on edge as she approached the squad car.
Post by: Jacob Hail on October 29, 2015, 02:22:23 PM
Jacob followed close behind Spinelli, prodding her every so often with the barrel of the shotgun to remind her of the situation she was in. As they approached the squad car, Jacob stopped for a moment to lean and and grab some zip ties off the seat before stopping Spinelli, shouldering his shotgun and grabbing her arms to pin them behind her back. The zip ties zipped easily around her wrists, looping them together and making them tight so the cannible wouldn't be able to work them loose. "Go take a seat." He growled, gesturing into the cafe where Kurt and Kensie waited.
Post by: Jacob Hail on October 29, 2015, 08:13:13 PM
Post by: Angder on October 29, 2015, 08:20:49 PM
Angder swears as he is forced against the car. "Little... help here!" he yells, as he struggles with his prisoner. Rohnan sighs, and kicks Pericen in the right knee, hard. "Next time aim for the head." Angder snarls, as he tries to force Piercen back off of him, so he could force them into the car.
Post by: Jacob Hail on October 29, 2015, 09:13:16 PM
Post by: ghia on October 30, 2015, 05:02:44 AM
Both the doberman and the shepherd sat with their heads bowed as they listened to Kensie shout from outside; it was an unsettling moment of silence, one that you'd expect to end in a gun shot. They would almost simultaneously look over as the shark reentered with Peircen staggering in front of her. Neither of them had time to react as Peircen was practically thrown at the chair, toppling over it with a loud crash as she hit the floor. "Uhhhg.. bitch" she painfully muttered, groaning as she drew her legs to her chest. The knee to her gut and yet another blow to the head left her somewhat docile, at least for now.
While Peircen seemed to tune Kensie out, the others listened. Kurt being the only one keeping eye contact while Spinelli kept her head down, looking about the floor. Just as she finished, Kurt would let his legs rest apart as he slumped in the chair. "Sounds fair" he said with a trivial smirk.
Post by: Jacob Hail on November 01, 2015, 12:26:01 AM
Setting the chair straight, Jacob grabbed onto Peircens arm and lifted her up, sitting her down in the chair before pulling her up to face Kensie. "Id advise you not to cause to much more trouble." He growled.
Post by: Angder on November 01, 2015, 02:51:15 PM
Post by: ghia on November 01, 2015, 09:20:11 PM
Peircen grunted as she was pulled up into the repositioned seat, giving Jacob and ugly look in response to his comment before sitting up straight. She rested her back into the chair as her chest collapsed in a frustrated sigh. She immediately noticed a slight irregularity in the rope that was wrapped around her chest and upper arms; it didn't conform to her chest as she exhaled. She firmly pressed her back into the chair, which held the ropes around her chest in place as she tried to pull her arms apart; if the knot had come undone, she didn't want to make it obvious. To her misfortune, the rope that entwined the length of her arms was plenty tight, it would take a while to work the newfound slack in the rope down to her hands, but she had time. While gradually trying to draw her arms apart behind her back, she'd eye Rohnan as he followed Angder with the tool box, looking up to leer at Kensie as it was handed off to her.
Kurt's relaxed posture went unchanged as the others in the room started to organize themselves, keeping his attention aimed at Kensie as she spoke. "Your guess is as good as mine" Kurt promptly replied to her question. "Our radio guy at the outpost relayed some vague' ass shit from command. We got called back to Town Hall for regrouping, which happens all the time. If I had to guess, I'd say the hospital teams are having some issues with the slavers out west again. I can't say for sure" he said. He couldn't ignore the fact that the shark and her group had passed through the Town Hall grid while heading north and away from the hospital only minutes before receiving that radio message. Coincidence? I think not, he thought.
Post by: Jacob Hail on November 01, 2015, 11:40:36 PM
Post by: Angder on November 06, 2015, 12:09:21 AM
Angder's eyes narrow. "I can hear you. You know that right." He states, as Kensie points at him. "Don't appreciate being called an idiot." He mutters.
Post by: Jacob Hail on November 06, 2015, 12:36:22 AM
Post by: Angder on November 06, 2015, 12:43:03 AM
Post by: ghia on November 06, 2015, 05:46:54 AM
(I plan on putting forth details regarding 'The Strip' and the slavers asap)
Post by: Jacob Hail on November 07, 2015, 03:01:52 PM
Post by: Jacob Hail on November 08, 2015, 05:48:13 PM
Post by: Angder on November 08, 2015, 05:55:42 PM
Angder shudders, and picks up the blow torch. "Angder." He states simply. He starts to sort out the blow-torch. He prayed to god it was a bluff though. Torture was something he could not stand. If it came to it, he would leave. Maybe he was wrong to help them in the first place...
Post by: ghia on November 08, 2015, 11:14:08 PM
Kurt's ears pinned back as his snarl transitioned into a steady leer, following Kensie as she made her way over to Peircen, who lifelessly hung against the ratchet strap in silence. He wouldn't succumb to his overwhelming urge to yell out at the shark, instead, he attempted to recollect himself by settling back into the chair, relaxing his neck and shoulders as he gaze off into the dark abyss of a missing ceiling tile, waiting for Kensie to finish spouting. Peircen quietly endured Kensie's aggression with her head bowed, focusing on a single strand of her dark, dreaded hair as water droplets collected on the end of it, which rolled off the wool fabric of her pea coat as they dripped into her lap. As the shark wrapped up with a new question, the jaguar peered up at her.
"I can't see why they'd want to keep any of you pricks alive" she muttered. "Reg, enough.." Kurt coldly commented, glancing over at Peircen . "Screw you" she grunted, scolding at Kurt before redirecting her attention towards the doberman. "And **censor** you too.. Cowardly piece of shit" she told Spinelli before looking back to Kensie. "You know what? I don't know, why don't you ask the **censor** Nazi?" She said while gesturing her head towards the doberman. "ENOUGH!" Kurt barked at Peircen before looking to Kensie. "Look! We're on a need to know basis, lady. As for chasing you? We're protecting our sovereignty. Waving our dicks around, if you will. Understand?" He grumbled. "Now, prisoners. We use to keep them in radiology, north wing, second floor. It's hard to miss" he said. "Radiology is for local prisoners" Spinelli spoke up before looking up at the shark. "Boiler rooms, south wing, lower level. They'd most definitely keep them down there. There's also diesel generators down there with overseeing control rooms. They might keep them there too, it's dry. The engine rooms and boilers are a few feet deep in water" Spinelli stated.
(You totally should! =3 As much as I'd love to see her come back, I'm going to assume she's busy with life things and what not. If that ends up being the case, it would be nice if she could pop back on just to write a post stating the handover of the GM status to the three of us. I've considered setting up an OOC thread to discuss a few things (if you're all interested?), it would be nice to have authentic permission from the original GM.)
Post by: Jacob Hail on November 11, 2015, 03:32:41 AM
Post by: ghia on November 11, 2015, 03:50:09 AM
Post by: Jacob Hail on November 12, 2015, 10:33:58 PM
The fox noticed and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Everything alright?" He asked. "God Jacob, I hate doing this. I spent my whole career protecting civilians and now Im strapping them to chairs and torturing them." The shark replied, letting out a quite but annoyed huff. The grayfox only stayed silent for a moment before speaking. "Its a whole new world Kens, besides, their just canni..." "I know what they **censor** are." She interrupted, a little louder then she intended before dropping her voice down again. "But they are still people. Lets just get this done and over with so we can get Vex."
Jacob didnt question anything more, and they both turned back around and returned to their spots, the fox standing off to the side of Peircen and leaning on her chair, Kensie walking over to stand infront of Spinelli. She looked down at the doberman and put the smile back on her face before glancing over to Angder. "You almost done with that wolf? Im going to need it soon." Glancing back down at Spinelli she tapped her boot on the ground. "So, it appears you know more about the hospital then anybody else. I want to know about any weaknesses in the walls or structure."
Post by: Angder on November 12, 2015, 11:32:46 PM
Post by: ghia on November 15, 2015, 09:45:35 AM
(I made a correction on my last post, boilders/engine rooms are actually in the south wing. Also, sorry about the late reply ><)
Post by: Jacob Hail on November 18, 2015, 02:16:05 AM
Picking up the chair, the shark repositioned it infront of her captives, sitting down in it and curling her tail in her lap. She had tried to ignore the gunshot wound for as long as she could, but the dark crimson streaks running down her skin brought her attention back to it. But even though there was a sharp throbbing pain in her tail, she had been lucky, the bullet passed right through it and left a hole. Now all that was left was to seal it. "While nazi is thinking over there I have another question for you and you better answer pretty damn truthfully. How important are you guys to the hospital? Would anyone miss you if you were gone?" Kensie asked, gesturing to Kurt. She didnt look up from her tail though, holding the screwdriver above the wound before, hesitantly, dropping the burning tip down onto it. The shark pulled in a sharp breath and let in out in a long hiss as the smell of burning flesh began to emit, taking all her willpower to keep the tool against her wound as her tail twitched painfully.
Post by: Angder on November 22, 2015, 08:08:01 PM
Why does he even care? They were Nazis and Cannibals, probably lying to save their own skins. If this ended with a bullet for each of them. A simple set of clean deaths... That would not bother him at all. In fact he would probably be happier about that happening than knowing they were free at the end.
Post by: ghia on November 23, 2015, 03:44:20 AM
Spinelli's ears laid flat as her face was lit in the soft glow of the screwdriver, nervously bearing her teeth while her deep brown eyes broadened, wearily gazing down the length of her muzzle at the tip of the screwdriver. The expression on her face continued to linger long after the shark had withdrawn to her chair. She had tried being honest, even helpful, but she was starting to realize that this wasn't going to save her. She needed to come up with some answers the shark would be satisfied with, and soon, regardless of their legitimacy.
As Kensie started to situate herself in the chair, all three of them looked on at her. Well, would you look at that Kurt thought as he observed the running blood, content with the idea that one of his rounds had hit its target. Regardless of his satisfaction, he retained a stoic expression as she resumed questioning. He'd remain silent as she applied the scorching metal to her wound, waiting for an appropriate moment to begin speaking before Peircen broke out into a brief fit of laughter. "No" the jaguar said just as she finished laughing. "I already told you. We were smugglers, the bastards at the hospital know that" she sneered. "If Kurt's friend hadn't stuck his neck out for us, they'd of shot all of us. Kurt's friend is a hierarch in Gleisner's SS, and not even those assholes like us. I mean, look who they sent as a replacement for Kevi" she ranted, gesturing her head towards Spinelli. "Seriously, the SS is a bunch of mean bastards, and what do they send us? A **censor** tattoo artist" she said. "If that's not a big ol' '**censor** you,' then I don't know what is" she grunted.
"She's right, for the most part" Kurt commented. "For the most part" Spinelli said calmly, ignoring yet another insult. "This specific unit isn't permitted to go near the hospital grid, as well as many other volunteer units associated with the northern outpost. So, are we important? No. Will we be missed? Yes. If there isn't a motorized scout un—" Spinelli said before Kurt spoke over her. "That's enough" he said while looking over at the doberman before he'd look to the shark with a careless scold. "There's your answer. They don't care, but they will notice. Now, if you want to get in, you're shit out of luck. Getting in and out of there is like clockwork, me and Reg would know. You need an insider, and I happen to know of a few. Also, if the girl wants to draw you a damn picture, why not let her? She had the chance to shoot up half your group, but I called her off" he said while momentarily glancing at Angder. "I think you can trust her with a **censor** pencil, don't you?" He said, sternly.
Just as Kurt finished, Peircen took a long drag of air through her nose, shrugging as she shuttered in pure contentment to the smell of Kensie's sweltering flesh. The jaguar would then lean in as far as she could towards Jacob, tilting her head back to look up at him. "Ya smell that, renard?" She'd say with a rasp to her voice due to the acute angle of her head. "Fiish fillet!" The jaguar taunted, chattering her fangs in a sinister grin.
Post by: Jacob Hail on November 23, 2015, 05:02:26 PM
The fox grinned down at Peircen, chuckling as he tapped the tire iron against her shoulder. "That was pretty funny. You like jokes? I got one for you. Why did the arsonist go to the gym?" He asked, drawing the question out a bit as he grabbed onto her chair and dragged her away from the others, placing her a good distance away. He raised an eyebrow at her, letting the question hang in the air as he turned and walked out of the cafe, his silhouette illuminated against the flashing lights as his figure dug through the trunk of the cruiser, returning shortly dripping wet as he carried a metal canister in his hands. "To burn some caleries." Walking over to Peircen, he opened the container and began to dump the contents on her, pouring it over her head and face and down the front of her chest and lap, the smell of kerosene overwhelming the jaguars nose. He poured so much of it on her it began to puddle at her feet; another, more sarcastic, laugh emitting from the grayfox. "Hahahahaha isnt this funny?! Arnt we having fun?! Because thats what you **censor** seems to think this is, one big **censor** game!" Once the container was empty he whipped it to the side, sending clattering loudly across the ground until it dinged against Kensies chair. The shark stared wide eyed at her partner, a clearly visible look of uneasiness on her face, hoping this was just a ploy. Jacob turned back around and glared at Kurt, a look of anger and annoyance on his face. "All the jokes, smart assery, talking out of line. You cannible bastards seem pretty comfortable in those chairs." The fox dug into his pocket and pulled out a flip lighter, slowly flicking it open and igniting a flame. "Maybe I need to remind you of the situation you are in. So hows about it Shepherd, ever had roasted jaguar before?"
Post by: Angder on November 23, 2015, 05:44:17 PM
If he heard fire. He was leaving. Right here, right now. He was not hanging around with a gang of torturers.
Post by: ghia on November 25, 2015, 06:18:18 AM
Kurt looked on at Jacob with a death glare as he spoke. "No no no!!" Peircen yelled just after the fox finished his sentence. Undistracted by the cat's cries, the shepherd continued to leer at the fox in silence, resenting him more and more with every passing second.
Post by: Jacob Hail on November 25, 2015, 05:22:46 PM
The pair glared at each other for what seemed like ever before Jacob growled "fine" and backed out of the sharks face. He walked over to Spinelli and pulled the knife from his belt, cutting the strap and her ties before grabbing her bag and dumping its contents on her lap. "Draw your damn map, and lets get a move on!" Spiking the bag into the ground, the vulpine stormed out of the cafe, slamming the door open so hard that the remaining glass panels shatted and littered the sidewalk below. Kensie only shook her head and sat back down with a heavy sigh, rubbing the bridge of her nose and placing her face in her hands. She was done playing interrogater. Reaching into a vest pocket, she pulled out a crumpled pack of cigarettes, taking one out and shakily lighting it with the lighter. "Please just... get it done. And Angder, do you have those rags?"
Post by: Angder on November 25, 2015, 05:39:52 PM
Post by: ghia on November 27, 2015, 02:56:52 AM
Kurt's chest collapsed in a heavy sigh as Jacob finally decided to comply fallowing the drawn out silence, feeling relieved that the shark had established some order. Kensie was somebody he had assumed from the beginning to be level headed, which was a lucky assumption, since sanity wasn't exactly commonplace, not in this world.
Spinelli glanced over her shoulder, getting a quick glimpse of Jacob's dark figure before skittishly looking away as he made his way over to her. She'd shrug her shoulders and dip her chin as he arrived behind her, the unpleasant thought of getting her throat slit crossed her mind just before he'd cut her loose and draw the bag from her back. The bag was packed with a variety of items with a variety of purposes; a thin blue binder, sketch pad, black plastic hard case filled with medical supplies, AR15 cleaning kit and spare parts wrapped in a grey towel, 10oz plastic flask, a half case of AR rounds (14), pens, empty shells and other random clutter, most of which went falling to the floor. The doberman kept her head low, flinching as Jacob threw the olive drab canvas bag to the ground, then flinching once again as he shattered the panes on his way out.
Without looking up, she'd slip from the chair and kneel amongst her things, hesitating for a second before she'd reach out for the binder, which had fallen face first and spilt some of its loose contents. She'd hastily organize the papers before opening a folder near the back, drawing through the papers one by one. She had ignored the sketch pad, which lay open to a page with a large inked crest, which depicted the side profile of an anthro ram skeleton sitting on its haunches with an arm at its side, idly wielding a sword, while the other forehand was raised as if to strike. The head had winding crooked horns that looked up at a 45-degree-angle swastika that hovered in the upper left corner of the crest, labeled at top and bottom with "2nd SS Armored Platoon." The art looked as if it was designed to be a stencil.
"When I got drafted into the SS, we had mandatory mapping studies" Spinelli said as she slowly stood up, holding the open binder into the light so that she could better make out what she was looking at. "The hospital and clinic are quite vast, so the studies varied depending on the squad. Since they'd rarely have us rotate" she continued, pulling out a small stack of papers, closing the binder to lay them on top before sorting through them again. "I know most of the clinic main building and parts of the hospital like the back of my hand, mainly the civilian sectors, since I was part of a policing unit" she continued while drawing a few pages from the stack, laying them on top. "Alright, this is what you want. I have some general maps I've already drawn up, they give a basic layout of the entire medical facility" she'd say while placing her paperwork on the nearest table, pulling it up to the right of Kensie. "Uhm, alright. So, hospital south wing" she said while taking off her patrol cap, tucking it into the strap of her chest rig before bending over to sort the array of papers; all together, they'd form a general map. Spinelli would pluck a pen from the binder, bracing herself against the table with her left hand as she hovered the pen over the maps. She stalled for a few moments, silently looking over the maps. They were hard to make out in this light, and she was having a difficult time figuring out where to start, considering she didn't know an awful lot about the south wing. "Uh, I don't know if this is a good place to do this" she said nervously with a slight quiver in her hand as the maps started to collect the droplets that fell from her hair.
"Hey, you're not gonna clean off that wound with those dirty old rags, are ya?" Kurt said, nodding his head towards the mess of things that had been dumped from Spinelli's bag. "Medical supplies, everything you need. She's even got some Everclear, it'll clean that right up. Let's make a trade, all of that for one of those cigarettes" he said in a serious tone of voice. "How about it? Deal? Now, how about this deal. What if I told you we could get your friend back? Tonight. Granted he isn't dead" he said. "She, Vex is a she. And she's not dead" Peircen quietly grumbled in the background. "They're probably throwing her a welcome back party" she continued to mumble, religiously watching through the front of the café with a mild scowl on her face.
Post by: Jacob Hail on November 30, 2015, 05:23:32 AM
The sharks head then turned to Kurt as she realized he was talking to her, looking down at the pile of supplies before looking back and nodding at his request. Getting up and walking over to him, she took the cigarette from her mouth and put it between his lips, tossing the rags on his lap before walking behind him and taking the handcuffd off of his wrists then loosening the strap. "You can go clean off your friend if you wish, but id watch the cigarette. And dont try anything. I may be lenient, but im not stupid." Picking up the medkit, she returned to her seat, sorting through it as she looked for what she needed. She knew letting two cannibles free could spell disaster, but she still had all the weapons, and knew she could be faster on the draw then them. "And shes right, Vex is still alive, Jacob wasnt lying when he said she was valuable. But once Ive collected my thoughts, we can talk about how you can help me."
Outside, above the heavy downpour of the rain, the sound of an engine turning over could be heard.
Post by: Angder on December 01, 2015, 02:39:46 PM
Angder slumps down to one side, watching events. letting the cannibals free could be a mistake. More reason to leave. Though Kenise was right. Him being here DID reduce the chance of someone starting a bonfire...
why do I even care? They are a bunch of Nazi's against a bunch of aggressive murderers...
Angder watches the cannibals, waiting for any sign of them trying anything, he suspected they would. He would try something if he was where they were.
Post by: ghia on December 06, 2015, 06:27:47 PM
Kurt slowly brought his arms forward as Kensie released the strap, rubbing his wrists before he'd casually roll up his sleeves, taking his time to blindly adjust the velcro cuffs while he expressionlessly watched the shark as she spoke. As she finished, he'd brace the filter of the cig, taking a long drag before drawing it from his mouth only to put it out against the edge of the chair between his legs. He'd place the cig behind his ear for a later time, a thick cloud of smoke rolling from his nostrils as he slowly pushed himself up from the chair with a grunt before making his way over to the jaguar. He'd pull one of the rags from the wad, tossing the rest over his shoulder as he arrived next to Peircen, who retained a steady gaze towards the front of the café, even as he drew her hair back and started to work the rag into the matted, wet mess.
While he was ringing out her hair, he couldn't help but take notice to her freed hand, given away by her lopsided posture. It wasn't something that took him by surprise; neither would it concern him if she wasn't still carrying a side arm. He'd step around to stand in front of her, starting to work some of the kerosene out of her face with only two clean rags to spare. The jaguar's blood shot eyes rolled to look up at Kurt with a solid scowl still on her face. "I'm not going back to the hospital" she mumbled. The shepherd paused before bending over to look here square in the eyes. "We've got other things to worry about right now" he muttered while gesturing towards the front of the café. He'd then firmly grasping her chin in one of the rags, forcing her head to align with his. "Don't do anything stupid, alright?" he spoke sternly while mirroring her scowl.
(Sorry guys! Work really had me stuck in a rut this week.)
Post by: Jacob Hail on December 10, 2015, 03:14:47 PM
Outside the car engine stopped turning over, all becoming quiet for a moment before the shadow of Jacob appeared back in the doorway. He was drenched, and his face still showed annoyance and anger through the flashes of red and blue. But he didnt say anything. Only shooting the cannibles a look of malice before walking over to the bag of tools, scooping them up and starting back towards the door. "Jacob, what are you doing?" Kensie said, but didnt look up at him. The vulpine stopped dead in his tracks, staying silent for quite a while before andwering in a low tone. "Im going to get that truck running again. The radiator is shot to hell, probably lost all the fluid and who knows what other damage the engine has. Not to mention the flat tire. Since you are shit with cars I have to fix it, so you can do whatever the **censor** you want to do with your new pets while I take the cruiser back to the station and tell Jax what the **censor** has been going on. We should of brought another radio." He didnt look at her the whole time he spoke, but finished with a sigh. "I dont know how long that truck will stay running, so what ever you have to do, get it done quick." He slung Spinellis rifle off his shoulder and dropped it onto the ground with a clatter before disappearing out into the rain. "Angder." Kensie said quietly. "Could you grab that?"
Post by: Angder on December 11, 2015, 12:37:00 AM
Post by: ghia on December 12, 2015, 09:41:54 PM
Kurt promptly turned about to face Jacob as he came into the café; he'd stand up straight with his arms at his sides, knees locked, and kerosene dripping from his knuckles as he balled up the wad of soaked rags in his fist. He'd remain silent, but couldn't restrain himself from returning Jacob's vile scowl. While he had no plans to be anything less than compliant, if Jacob came at Peircen again, he'd have to go through him first. Kurt remained steadfast until the fox left the café. While Angder took up Spinelli's scoped AR-15, he tossed the rags to the floor and started making his way back to his chair. As he arrived at the chair, he started to undo the buckles of his molle vest. "So he's a mechanic? Handy guy to have around I bet" he said while drawing the vest off his back, draping it over the back of the chair before he took a seat. He'd slouch in the chair, relaxing his legs apart as he crossed his arms over his chest.
Spinelli blankly stared into the maps, puzzled. Betrayal, acted betrayal she remembered, reaching out to grab the pen while resting her head in her other hand. None of this makes sense she thought, rocking the pen between her middle and pointer finger, vigorously tapping the end of it against the table as she glanced at Angder, her eyes narrowing in confusion.
Post by: Jacob Hail on December 15, 2015, 04:26:47 AM
Kensies ears perked and she turned her gaze to Kurt, realizing he mentioned Jacob. She looked back out the dusty window of the cafe, the red and blue flashing lights illuminating the street just enough to show the fox bent over the engine of the truck. "Yeah, he was an aircraft mechanic before all this, worked on helicopters at the city's airport. But since we dont have planes anymore, he began working on our cars, got a lot of our cruisers fixed up and running, said it was easier then planes." She faced back forward, letting out a small laugh and, for a moment, a smirk, but both quickly faded. "I apologize for his behavior, hes not usually that irrational, but we are... under a lot of stress." The shark couldnt believe she was apologizing to a cannibal, one that had after all provoked the fight in the first place, but it was better to stay on their good side. She ran a hand through her damp hair and leaned back in the chair, crossing her arms as she looked at Kurt. "So, you mentioned you could get our friend back. How so?"
Post by: Angder on December 16, 2015, 12:06:57 AM
"If we don't have the resources to free Vex, what are we even doing here?" Angder asks. "Also... why are you keeping me around? I mean, I was expecting a bullet to the head when I escaped the hospital, and now your giving me a~" Angder pauses and grins. "You think that without me, you don't have a real chance getting Vex back" He states. "Don't get me wrong, I don't think your going to turn round and kill me after this is over, but your doing this out of necessity, not kindness." He looks over at Kensie. "Still, impossible odds, Nazis, explosions. I think this will be a good rescue"
Angder felt more confident now. He was starting to understand how this was going to work. He was likely to be treated as somewhat expendable, but he was used to that.
Post by: ghia on December 17, 2015, 05:11:02 AM
Post by: Jacob Hail on December 21, 2015, 01:19:56 PM
Outside the sound of a car engine started, no doubt the trucks, before turning off again. Kensie turned and watched the silhouette of Jacob exit the truck and move to the cruiser, the car engine starting before peeling away from the building with a loud screech of tires and taking the flashing lights with it. The cop let out a heavy sigh and faced Kurt once more, his face barley lit by the light in Spinellis paws. "That just created another problem for me, I need the truck. Vex will most likley not be in any condition to walk, and it is a long way back to the firestation. We would no doubt be captured or gunned down before we got a block away."
Post by: Angder on December 28, 2015, 06:58:05 PM
Post by: ghia on January 02, 2016, 01:32:07 AM
Spinelli placed the pen down before leaning forward to prop her head against her left palm, once again looking past Kensie to glance at Angder with a mild scowl. She had no faith in their story, no faith what so ever. Angder was at the heart of her skepticism, the very person who had supposedly caused all of this was armed with an assault rifle, HER assault rifle.
"Ugh, enough of this" Peircen grunted from the dark confines of the café. "They're from the fire station, I recognized the renard. Err, Jake? Whatever the hell his name is" she grumbled. "Also, the underground is very real" she said before pausing for a moment. "That's that. Now, we're not going anywhere, this is a good opportunity for the both of us. So, you can keep that damned truck, there's only one thing I've gotta know; what can Jax do for the underground? This isn't all about Vex, after all. This is war, and the underground is our first line of defense. That's if you haven't blown this whole thing way out of proportion?" She said.
Before Kensie could respond, Spinelli interrupted. "Do you realize who you're asking help from?" Spinelli said with a hint of anger in her voice as she looked off into the dark corner of the room where the jaguar was anchored, unable to make out any of her features. "What about this guy? Who is this guy? Huh?" She said, pointing the flashlight's beam towards Angder. "Who's to say he's not with the slavers? I'd rather be shot then see the underground become an accessory to those vile bastards!" She growled as her fear collapsed in the face of her pride and overwhelming hatred for the slavers. She'd then place the flashlight on the table and fold her hands before her, stooping her head to rest her nose against her thumbs, releasing a heavy sigh. "You said you have friends in the SS hierarchy, then why not go to the SS for help?" She finished in a quieter tone.
"Gleisner is a **censor** tool, you idiot. As for the wolf? Who gives a damn? In fact, I'm even starting to like the guy" The jaguar replied, using the poor lighting as an opportunity to finish what she had started and free herself from the restraints. "Without Gleisner and the SS. There wouldn't even be an underground" Spinelli said with a clear look of annoyance on her face. Peircen couldn't help but laugh at the doberman's comment as she weaseled her free hand behind her back, searching for the ratchet strap's buckle. "You're just another brainwashed knucklehead like the rest of uhm. It's a real shame, I expected better from you. Gleisner is Shuttler's ploy to divide and conquer the people, she's no more than a puppet" Peircen said just before drawing the strap loose after finding the buckle. She'd pull it loose enough to slip it over her head, which she did. Given the lighting, it may have been possible to hide the fact that she had freed herself, but she didn't want to take any chances. So instead, she decided to make it apparent to Kensie by tossing the ratchet strap in her general direction, which landed five feet or so from the shark.
Post by: Jacob Hail on January 06, 2016, 02:30:54 PM
Post by: Angder on January 08, 2016, 12:20:16 PM
He knew very little about the organized slavers. Just vague horror stories. He had always been more concerned in the more immediate threat... By the sounds of it though, they had grown in power recently. maybe starting a turf war between the cannibals and Fire station was not such a good idea, even if they were both as evil as he assumed...
Angder sighs. "Lets just hurry up, sooner we get going the better."
Post by: ghia on January 11, 2016, 12:22:00 AM
Spinelli paused for a moment, narrowing her brow in mild frustration as she glanced up at Peircen, still distracted by previous disagreements. Regardless, the doberman complied as the jaguar simply returned the scowl. Spinelli reached over to unzip the underarm zipper of her parka before drawing a 9mm pistol from a jury-rigged torso holster she wore under her coat. Just as she placed it on the table, Peircen would reach out to snatch it up, giving it a quick chamber check. "You use way too much god damn gun oil" the jaguar nagged as she released the slide to smear the palm of her hand on one of Spinelli's maps, which left a crimson streak. To her surprise, the residue on the gun wasn't oil, but blood. She'd raise her brow as she took up the soiled bit of map, using it to wipe the gun's slider clean before crumpling it up in her fist and tossing it to the floor.
"You get shot?" Peircen asked. "Yup" Spinelli simply replied while looking about the table, avoiding eye contact. "Are ya gonna live?" The jaguar promptly asked. "I should" the doberman said coldly. "We'll take a look at it when we get to the strip" the jaguar said as she turned about to head for the front of the café, walking past Kensie before she'd stop to fiddle with the pistol's mounted LED light. "So, we'll be taking a trip to the strip. We can work out all the details from there" she said with her back facing Kensie, pausing as she continued to play with the gun. "You'll have to watch yourselves out there; I'm sure they're out looking for you" she said while switching on the LED, only to switch it back off again. "They don't **censor** around. Expect the worst; tipped off gate keepers, mercenaries, anything" she continued, turning to face both Angder and Kensie as she nestled the pistol under her belt. "Thankfully, we've got some old rags in the truck to hide those pretty faces of yours" the jaguar said before turning back to the front of the café, where she exited through one of the large shattered windows.
Peircen made her way to the truck through the pouring rain, assuming the others would follow shortly after, so she didn't bother to look back. As she arrived at the truck, she hopped into the driver's side and got straight to business. She stepped on the clutch and turned the key; the engine effortlessly roared to life, but there was a problem. Only the passenger side parking light and tail light were live, which might have been just enough if it hadn't been storming, not to mention the shark had turned the windshield into a piece of art, which wasn't the easiest thing to see through. "Ugh, **censor**.." She grumbled while violently slapping the stick into neutral and applying the parking break just before turning about to weaseling her way through the back window into the bed. She went straight for the large spotlight mounted on the roll cage, which after brief inspection, seemed to be without a scratch. "Shii—" Peircen muttered as she flipped the switch "—zam!" She added as the avenue flooded with light.
Kurt was making his way through the rain with Spinelli only a few steps behind him when the beam struck the street. The blinding light stopped the shepherd in his tracks while the doberman flinched, causing her to collide with him. Kurt held his forearm over his eyes with a snarl, continuing forward as Spinelli followed with her head stooped, hiding in his shadow until they arrived at the truck. "Kurt! I want you and the wolf in the back. Fritz rides shotgun!" Peircen yelled through the rain as she drew three musty, olive drab ponchos from a tool chest at the head of the truck bed, draping two of them over the driver's side of the cab. "Those are for you and the wolf" the jaguar said, looking off towards Kensie as she pounded her fist against the top of the cab a few times. She'd then throw the third poncho over the spotlight, adjusting it so that only the bottom fifth of the lamp would shine through, which was an attempt to choke off any excessive light. By now, Kurt and Spinelli had situated themselves.
Post by: Jacob Hail on January 18, 2016, 03:09:39 PM
Post by: Angder on January 24, 2016, 02:10:53 PM
Post by: ghia on January 31, 2016, 09:21:59 PM
A few moments passed, and Spinelli assumed that Peircen hadn't heard her, so she turned to face the rear of the cab. "Hey! Black cat!" She yelled, just before the jaguar bent down to poke her head through the rear window, a gust of wind tossing her drenched dreads about, which slapped both the shark and Spinelli in the face, leaving behind the smell of diluted kerosene. "I heard her!" the jaguar yelled, turning to give the cop a quick glance before pulling out to grab one of the ponchos off the top of the cab. She balled up the sopping poncho and chucked it through the rear window, which hit the dash and unraveled over the center stack. "Wear that!" she said while once again opening up the tool chest, pulling out an olive drab, vinyl duffle bag, which she forced through the rear window, breaking the remaining glass around the frame. "That too" she said, before poking her head back into the cab. "We'll gear you up when we get to the strip, but right now, the poncho will do. With all those guns, and the bag. They'll take you for nothing more than a merchant, looking to make some dough" she reassured Kensie. "And this—" she said while placing a grey and white plaid, cashmere scarf on the bag "—you can use to cover your face." The scarf was tainted in filth, as if it had been used as a shop rag.
Without pausing, she pulled back out before scooping up the other poncho from the top of the cab, then turning about to face Angder; the spot light beaming off the white paint of the truck produced just enough light to make out the figures of both the wolf and the shepherd. "Put this on!" She shouted while pitching the poncho at the wolf's chest before turning to Kurt. She drew Spinelli's Sig Sauer from her belt and held it out to him. "Take this. The wolf will carry that bag for you" she directed. The shepherd took up the pistol; wedging it under the shoulder of his vest, then he pulled the pack from his back before casually tossing it at Angder's feet. "Get that bag on too! Then you can join me at the front of the bed. If we run into any trouble, I want that AR to be put to good use. Understand?" Peircen ordered Angder before returning to her positon behind the spot light.
Kurt sat in the rear-left corner of the bed in attempt to anchor himself a little. "Hey! Reg! Tell her to head out towards the north toll! I know one of the gate keeper there, played pool with the guy a few times!" Kurt yelled through the rain. The jaguar looked over her shoulder at Kurt before turning back to the front of the truck, violently rapping her fist against the top of the cab a few times. "Hear that, fish? North toll!" She shouted towards the driver's side window. "Unless you've got a better way in" she added.
Post by: Jacob Hail on February 06, 2016, 05:48:09 AM
Post by: Angder on February 13, 2016, 03:42:19 PM
At least it basically fit.
As they started to move, Angder watched the road behind them. he was always impressed what cars and trucks could put up with in the way of debris, the fact is the roads were a mess. he wondered if the various vehicles still in use used specialized tires or something. Not that he would be able to tell. Angder never really knew much about cars...