[IC] Zombie RP

[Master Crim]

Okaru was driving aimlessly through the srreets in the armored military hummer that his now dead team used to get to mission points. He was running from where he had shot his team knowing that the military would send another NT group to wipe him out. It was only protocol that if a team failed with only one survivor, that survivor was killed incase of potential infection. That was that. No questions or inspection, just one shot. He wasn't going to end like that. Okaru was going to defect and survive on his own and maybe outlasts the infection.

Okaru was weaving through the streets and running over the occasional zombie. Then the truck began to sputter and came to a halt in the middle of the road. He let out a sigh of frustration and leaned back.

> this is Execution team, HQ do you copy?
It was the CB radio he could hear the voices of the team sent to kill him.
> > this is HQ, go ahead.
> we have reached the target spot, how many were in this team?
> > there were six NT personnel, five confirmed dead from infection prevention and one survivor.
> we only have the five here their vehicle is missing and the sixth isn't here. (Sir the tracks-
> > Execution determine which way the survivor fled then pursue for 50 kliks then if not found turn back.
> (door shuts) affirmative.
> > Commander, be careful. The survivor is Okaru Miaza.
> yes sir.

"Ha." Okaru exclaimed looking at a map calculating his distane from their position. "They wont make it to me even if they tried." He determined he was stalled 65 kliks from them putting him just out of danger but if they spot this hummer they will request permission to extend their search. He thought a moment then a grin played across his face. After a few minutes of tinkering he left the hummer where it was continuing to walk the direction he was headed, out.

It was about 45 minutes of walking as he was leaving town he heard a satisfying Boom. His trap was sprung hopefully killing the entire group. He could feel the blast and looked back at the pillar of smoke rising. "Maybe should have not used all the C4."

[United]

Jack gave ginger a nod, then went outside to check the gas on the van. Empty. He walked back to the house sighing "we'll we don't have any gas" he said frowning. He really didn't like how they were all being openly insulted, just cause they didn't act all bad ass.

[KingOfKings]

"well, i could have gone for some gas if i had a healthry horse" Teni said with a sarcastic voice and crossed her arms

[catmint]

Ginger sighed, allowing himself to relax when Jack went to the van. "See? He listens to me." He murmured to Donna, casting a brief sly smile. He straightened back up,not noticing that Teni came in until she spoke. "I honestly do not trust you with tasks like that." Ginger commented, he turned towards Jack. "It may be better to walk anyway, but I can't really think of an upside right now." Ginger let out another sigh, rubbing his eyes. It was now getting dark and Ginger felt weariness bearing down on his shoulders.

[KingOfKings]

"tsk!" Teni walked outside with a blanket and slept next to the horse, her things next to her

[United]

Jack gave Ginger a big hug "Don't fall asleep now, we got work to do" He said laughing. He let go of ginger, and smiled "Ok, so if we are going to walk..." He said running to the car and grabbing the map, then he brought it back to the coffee table in the living room. "....we should try to find a shot direct route. Question is do we go for narrow area's where we could be easily trapped, or open areas, where we could be spotted easily, and if there are enough zombies, become surrounded?" He said pondering the thought.

[Epiphany]

As the group bickered, Donna sat down on the couch and took this time to take a small nap, she crossed her arms and leaned her head back, slowly closing her eyes and dozing off.

[catmint]

Ginger exhaled, allowing himself to be hugged by Jack. He trailed into the living room while Jack was out running around. He had taken a seat next to Donna when Jack came back. "Where exactly should we go? I'v been to this part of the country." Ginger said, leaning forward to take a better look at the map. "But an open space would probably be better, we would be able to see a horde zombies probably before they see us."

[xiledx]

Norman was in the attic, listening to the conversation below. After he heard that Donna had shot a horse, he looked outside, where he saw Teni pulling an arrow out of a horse. He then decided to look through some of the boxes that were up there, to see if there were any supplies.

[United]

Jack nodded "Roger that. Ok so now we got that down, should we go look for gas, come back with it, or just ditch the van and start walking?" He scratched his head, looking around the surrounding area on the map. He remembered the forest that was there. He looked, noticing that it was a massive forest, but at the other end, was a town. There seemed to be some log cabins, near the middle of the forest, probably for camping. "Ok, so at these camp like area, we could find some RV cars, then try to get the gas out of the RV's, and see if there are any gas cans lying around." He said. He saw where they came from, but that's already been explored. He followed along the tree line on the map, and found a mining facility. "This facility could have vital tools, and equipment for us, but its a low chance there is any food. There we could grab some tools, to at least fix the van up. The van is in really bad shape. BOOM! One of the vans tires blew out. Jack sighed, "OK what should we choose?"

[KingOfKings]

Teni woke up, she decided to look for useful things i the barn but there was jus t hammer and steel spikes, she put them in her backpack together with some ropes, there was nothing else. She walked outside and looked at the horse, she knew she had to kill it soon but tried not to think about it, she went inside the house again and searched in all the rooms, there was a saber in perfect condittions "...you come with me." she said and went downstairs

[Master Crim]

Okaru continued to walk away from town to put as much distance between him and potential survivors of his trap. The smoke cloud was quite large now like a black scar in the multi spectrum evening sky. As he was walking he came upon a sign advertising for a campground. "That is a prime place for some loot, and maybe to shoot some raiders." He though aloud. He continued walking looking for the turn off that would take him into the woods. It was early silent sice the breakout not only human noise but animal noise too had seized. It was like the world had come to a standstill waiting, prolonging the end watchig as the last of it's inhabitants died off struggling to find a way out.

[Epiphany]

The group around her bickered as Donna tried to rest her eyes, she hadn't slept for nights due to the uneasy situations - She lingered in the city which was full of dead, she couldn't risk her life for a moment of rest -.

Finally after a few more moments, Donna stood up and slung her duffel bag around her shoulder, her gaze rather calm and her expression surprisingly gentle. "Where to?"

[manapool1]

Jason kicked the door to the farm house open, his crowbar ready in his hands, the pointed edge pointing towards the wall as if it were a gun, the curved wrapping in around his right hand. Though he carried a 22mm. pistol, he rarely used it, after all he needed to conserve his little ammunition and didn't like shouting his existence to the zombies around him,yet still he kept it in his pocket with a full clip, all he would need to do is flip the safety and ready to go. As he planted his feet he looked up at the few survivers who stood among him and took a step back. ''great" he thought "just what I need more people to have to waste ammunition on, I don't need this"

Jason took the safety off his pistol and spun to be covered by the out side of the house. He proceeded to drop his crowbar and pull the ranged weapon from his pocket. As he stood there he contempt plated what could happen next, he was ready to let there souls go to rest, and was in no way in the mood for someone to try to call his bluff.

[Epiphany]

Donna had no tpatience for the endless bullshit people tried to pull, she watched as a new face began to flail around the house with a gun looking like a complete buffoon. "Down syndrome, right? Your ailment?" She chuckled at her own little joke then settled down. She wasn't afraid, heavens no, if she got shot, she got shot, if she was punched, she was punched. Donna was far too sour to experience any real fear.

[manapool1]

Jason pointed the gun toward he head and pulled the trigger, only to find it jam. He never really bothered to clean the rusty old thing. After shooting a few times, jason grows angry, and he threw they gun at the young lady, missing abruptly. He looked at the girl as she seemed angry, wish she deserved to be, he coward as he looked at him, without him crowbar or pistol, he was useless against a girl, stabbing one was different, you needed to get up close or make the cut wide and jason couldn't bring himself to do something like that. He was also a skill combatant and was trained in many styles, but again he felt wrong to attack a woman, maybe he was more gentlemanly that he remembered, maybe the zombies hadn't taken that from him.

[Epiphany]

Clearly this man wanted to kill the group and loot off of their dead corpse, so Donna did something anyone would do; She hit him upside the head with the handle of her crossbow, and if anyone objected to this violence, they would be wrong.

Donna only did what she thought was currently right, and that was to eliminate all enemies, especially those who were still able to hold a gun.

[manapool1]

Jason fell to his knees, barely stopping himself from fall to the ground completely. As he covered the side of his head with his hand, he muttered to the girl
"nice hit, your stronger than you look" Jason tried to stand up but went back to a kneel, he wished he had his crowbar, but was stupid enough to leave it behind. He still felt he should not lay a finger on the girl, and this was his punishment, he was ready to pay. He stood up and looked her down, blood had began dripping from his head, but he stood fine, not in a daze or shifting his weight. As he sized her up, he realized his opponent was tired, on the brink of falling asleep as he stood there, not only that but she looked fed up. He regretted coming at her, now he was going to be her punching bag.

[Epiphany]

Ugh, he was still breathing. Once more, Donna hit him upside the head, though she did attempt to aim for the sensitive temples. She was rather upset, but at least she got to regain her energy.

[manapool1]

Again Jason fell to the ground only this time he did not get up, he let out a heavy sigh, she had moxxy, not like anyone else he had shot at, most of them went to savage games were they plead for there life, only to strike at him. Little did they know that made there pleas in vain. He had murdered multiple people. 7 last time he checked. Yes he felt wrong, but he had to, how else would he survive. Either way felt that he deserved this beating, it was a cleanse.

"You are very strong" he said weakly.