Haha, just so happens that i'm also on the fourth floor, in my apartment.

Edit: So that means that on the fourth floor, there is my apartment closest to the stairs that lead below, then John Marcels apartment in the middle between my own and Rogers. Maybe I would have heard the commotion next door then.

Getting lost in all of the posts.
Is there power, because someone's using a torch and what time is it? Considering It started at 10PM.
Arena, could you possibly specify which door your talking about, I assume it's an apartment door near by but getting kind of confused.
Invisible Man, Which floor is Roger on, just so I know if we might bump into each other in my next post.

...Done

Tyson was still searching for useful stuffs inside his apartment unit. More explosions and gunshots can be heard coming from the sky above the apartment. Tyson gathered a bag of stuffs and put it on a sofa, and walked near to the window beside his bed to check out the situation outside. He saw a helicopter, firing towards the lower level of the apartment. But it was not a good time to stop and enjoy the view of a metal bird shooting at the zombies, Tyson need to leave this place as fast as possible.

Tyson grabbed his equipment and was about to leave the bedroom, but he heard noises from the living room. He hold the knife he took earlier firmly in his right hand, preparing to face the unknown lurking in the living room. "Uh... might need a little help here!" After Tyson heard the shout, he moved towards the living room silently. He saw a guy with a crowbar fighting off the zombies. The door was not locked, that explained how they got inside.

"Hey! Watch Out!" Tyson ran towards a zombie and stabbed it with the knife in his right hand. But it was probably not a good idea to go near the front door now, as more zombies started to appear outside the front door of his apartment unit.

His hopes raised a little with the firework of explosions outside the apartment, but quickly faded when the makeshift defense that he had just made was quickly approached by the horde inside. The previous one fell quickly; this was the last one before the entire level, which a good amount of people were on, would be swarmed.

"Uh... might need a little help here!" He called down the hallway as he swung a crowbar at the first of them, with a sickening smack. He swung again, but the next zombie, by some stroke of luck, pulled the crowbar right out of his hand and almost had him beinding into the face of one of the monstrocities, which was quickly being backed up by what he could see to be a minimum of ten more. He pushed himself back and went into the room besides him, pulling out a rather flimsy broom, and in his other hand pulling out the gun. He didn't want to waste ammo if he didn't have to... but considering a small assortment of tables and chairs were blocking the landing, there wasn't too many options until the others arrived to give a little help.

@Paingodsson Just some points, your on the fifth floor as you said, which would mean that the commotion you can hear would be below you, that either being the zombies on the 2nd floor or John Marcel on the floor below (4th floor) shouting. Also, the zombies you saw through the window swarming into the apartment front would now be burnt bodies in a rather large crater caused by the hellfire missile.

Not trying to be mean, just it's confusing as it is with people seemingly having different views on what's happening, and i'd like everyone to be on the same page. Guess it's just because we've got quite a large group with people coming and going.

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Yeah like I knew all this but half way through making my post I had to go so I forgot it when I was finishing it up xD. I'll change it once I get home

Oh jeez, this is hard to keep track off, i feel sorry for Dungeon.
Edit: This can still be saved with some quick editing though. Perhaps we could say that a few zombies with the stage 2 had slipped past Nicholas as he's fending them off like a badass with nothing but a knife, and those few that did followed wright into said living room as you were getting shit for the barricades. Maybe? I mean that makes sense to me.

Well, the best way to go about it, would to have your guy emerge onto the scene. There's plenty of chaos right now. Decide what players you want to go help, and join them.

Communication doesn't have to be a one liner, I think only two of the players are collabing, the rest are free-styling this mother.

Read a few of their posts, it should give you a very clear idea of how to write one.

[Action]

[Dialogue]

[More action]

[Sassy dialogue]

[Fluff]

[Yet more action]

They usually follow that kind of format.