Rhona WI'll finally do my IC once I've gotten some sleep. So, see you all tomorrow then!
EDIT: Also, I'd love to see what kind of chuunibyo label Maki gets due to his eyepatch and late arrival.
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I'll post tomorrow morning once I've gotten some sleep.
We'll see tomorrow morning when I post. For now, I'm super tired and need some sleep immediately. Sorry if I'm being a bit bothersome with the trip and all, again. Please feel free to tell me if it's bothersome.
It's a bit short, but it should work to move things along. Again, I'm really sorry for holding everything up!
Jeff took a short moment to breath before descending from the tower. Shouldering the Ruger, he mumbled to himself to take his mind off the killing of the zekes. While they were most definitely some semblance of dead, at least physically, he realized that they were at one time people he had known. While his interactions with them were short and infrequent at best, he sure as hell knew their faces; the drug store owner from whom he bought caffeine gum, his French teacher, that one girl he had a crush on ten years ago; he could remember their faces even as they were discolored and wearing mindless expressions, among other, more gory features.
"...his head went 'pop'. That was pretty cool, I guess..." His decided method for removing himself from the killing was to desensitize himself to it, which while it took a moment for the thoughts to take effect, it eventually came into effect and he now found himself grinning at how Madame Vaisson's pretty French head had hit the pavement; a morbid but effective distraction. It still left him uneasy as he climbed down the ladder, but his thoughts were torn away from the subject when he met who exactly he had given supporting fire to when he reached the bottom of the ladder. Before he could even speak, the newcomer began the conversation.
"So, you're the assholes that riled up the horde. Thanks for that, by the way, I almost got my arm bitten off." Her tone gave off her annoyance, but she seemed to be at least somewhat relieved. Immediately, Jeff felt to be the odd one out in the situation, considering the fact that he was the only one that wasn't covered from head to toes in fur. Unconsciously, he scratched the back of his neck before responding.
"Yep, I guess that would be me. Sorry about that." Jeff quickly remarked that he was extremely bad at speaking to those of the fairer sex. While his new companion had easily slid into a smooth conversation with the stranger, he found his tone to be a bit monotonous. He cleared his throat as she asked another question.
"You guys wouldn't happen to have a place to law low for a bit, would ya? I'm not exactly in a condition to be fighting long with my arm like this." He made a face as if he was thinking hard before answering.
"Actually, I think I do. I fortified my house a week ago, only the front door's open, but that can be easily barricaded. I think I have a few supplies there. But..." He paused for a moment to take a breath. "...My mom's half-dead in the closet. It's locked tight, but last time I checked, she was moaning pretty loudly." He made an uncomfortable expression as he realized the possible interpretation of innuendo in his words, so he changed the subject. "Of course, there's the gun store, but that place is right out in the open and the zed's are probably gonna be here soon. Your choice, really."
"...his head went 'pop'. That was pretty cool, I guess..." His decided method for removing himself from the killing was to desensitize himself to it, which while it took a moment for the thoughts to take effect, it eventually came into effect and he now found himself grinning at how Madame Vaisson's pretty French head had hit the pavement; a morbid but effective distraction. It still left him uneasy as he climbed down the ladder, but his thoughts were torn away from the subject when he met who exactly he had given supporting fire to when he reached the bottom of the ladder. Before he could even speak, the newcomer began the conversation.
"So, you're the assholes that riled up the horde. Thanks for that, by the way, I almost got my arm bitten off." Her tone gave off her annoyance, but she seemed to be at least somewhat relieved. Immediately, Jeff felt to be the odd one out in the situation, considering the fact that he was the only one that wasn't covered from head to toes in fur. Unconsciously, he scratched the back of his neck before responding.
"Yep, I guess that would be me. Sorry about that." Jeff quickly remarked that he was extremely bad at speaking to those of the fairer sex. While his new companion had easily slid into a smooth conversation with the stranger, he found his tone to be a bit monotonous. He cleared his throat as she asked another question.
"You guys wouldn't happen to have a place to law low for a bit, would ya? I'm not exactly in a condition to be fighting long with my arm like this." He made a face as if he was thinking hard before answering.
"Actually, I think I do. I fortified my house a week ago, only the front door's open, but that can be easily barricaded. I think I have a few supplies there. But..." He paused for a moment to take a breath. "...My mom's half-dead in the closet. It's locked tight, but last time I checked, she was moaning pretty loudly." He made an uncomfortable expression as he realized the possible interpretation of innuendo in his words, so he changed the subject. "Of course, there's the gun store, but that place is right out in the open and the zed's are probably gonna be here soon. Your choice, really."
Considering Alicia's character, it'll probably be an aimless wander-off into the sunset, but it'll be fun.
I think.
I hope.
Probably.
...
Let's leave it at that.
I think.
I hope.
Probably.
...
Let's leave it at that.
Silver's question (too lazy to do an actual quote)
No heavy bombers as of yet, they're currently on approach to the city but fighters are the priority at the moment. However, regarding ground attack stuff, we have a few Harriers, some Su-25's and other multiroles.
Slypheed's question.
I prefer to keep a good pace, so I usually post at latest within three days of the last post, but if some players give some justification as to why they can't post soon, I'll slow things down a bit and stretch segments somewhat (I won't go straight to fighting bombers yet, I'll have a bit more fighting with enemies for the moment).
Hope that answers things alright, if all goes well, I'll do a post tommorow morning after I get some well-deserved sleep.
Hylian, I'll respond to you character in a moment, just finishing a post on another RP. If you'd like, perhaps I can move things along and get us started on some sort of adventure? I'm getting slightly tired of this temple place, especially after spending three days looking at Roman monuments and ruins.
Rune_Alchemist said
Not much, just waiting on you to post I believe~
Very sorry for the wait, I shall post immediately!
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