Dead Walking ((Walking Dead Style Lit RP) Full)

[xo_Bipolarbear_ox]

Location: sugar mountain
Supplies: Her van, a good amount of food and water, hygiene, two first aid kits, pain killers, kitchen knives, her clothes, a pistol, her pocket book and a phone.
Company: The group
Mood: worried

Catherine was looking at the Major's face a little thinking about what she could do to help them when she heard the commotion behind her. Catherine turned her head to see one of the bikers standing in front of his bike a little talking to Hank, Maya and Zeke. She figured that they could handle that. For the time being the Major's condition. Quickly Catherine walked to her van and opened up the trunk and went through some of the supplies that she'd put in. After searching for a moment she pulled out a bottle of Ibuprofen and grabbed a water bottle.

As she reached up to close the door to the trunk she heard gun shots fire off not to far from where the group was. Catherine slammed the door shut and ran back over to the Major. "Take these, they will help with the pain and the swelling a bit until we can actually fix it up better. But it seems like we don't have to go to them anymore since they came to us." Catherine turned her head to Hank a little unsure of what they should do. Slowly she made her way over to them pulling her gun out of the holster that laid on her hip. Catherine's face reflected all that she was feeling at that time. In side her mind all Catherine could think about was that if this turned into a shoot out Catherine would be shooting at people who are still living, people who weren't zombies. The thought of that made her question on whether or not if surviving the zombie apocalypse was actually something worth fighting for anymore. The longer that she was living through this the more it felt like her mind was slipping further and further away from being alive.

"Got any plans for this?" Catherine asked keeping her eyes on where the gun shot rang out from "Because all I can think of is to take cover now before they start shooting." she said quickly looking at the others. Part of Catherine hoped that Paulo wasn't with them and get caught in the fire by some chance but at the same time that would make her even more afraid. That could mean that they have already killed him and that coming here was a big mistake. The thought of having a shoot out at this point did not seem good. Mostly because even if they could kill all the bikers the gunshots would attract a horde of walkers, if they weren't already coming.

They told us not to fight, but we'll fight until we die because we are not frightened anymore, we stood up.
So they sunk, every ship we sailed and they fought hard,but somewhere fighting failed they're all shook up.
When steel and concrete break beneath the steadly waves of fearless, hope and grace in kindness, there is strength.
And there are two of us there will be many more, they'll show up, yeah they'll show up. We are not frightened anymore.

[korinzu]

Marcus 'Zeke' Kinkade

Zeke watched hank and the man before him, but then maya came and despite the mood, she made sense, the situation was too urgent for delays and they could use all the help the could. and if nothing else, zeke could plant a bullet into the man's skull easily enough. Putting one pistol away he looked to Hank. "I'm with maya on this. we don't have the time."

Survival Group: Maya, Hank, Jenna, James, Alice, Jack, Dallas, Paulo, Catherine, Miles, Kyle, Valentina
Company: everyone
Location: Sugar Mountain
Song: MSD - Murder
Supplies: Watch, Smart Phone, Ear Bullets, Charger, wallet and items, loose change, Hair bands, Condoms, keys, tape, marker, pen, Running shoes with grind plates, multi-tool, Lighter, Cigarettes, bolo dogtags, walkie, messenger bag, Rabbit fur. Lots more condoms. 2 First aid kits, extra stuff.
Arsenal: 2 Pistols - five clips, Recurve Bow and quiver of arrows, EMT Rescue knife, "Walker Spike", body.

[Wolfdude87]

Hank Norley

EVENT

Hank lowered the rifle. "******** it, you're right. Let's get moving, you can lead the way... guy." He said to the biker. The gunshot he'd heard could have been from anything, he decided not to investigate. Making a circle above his head with his index finger he shouted. "Let's get moving."

Teeny weenie time skip

As the survivors followed Don to the house Hank suddenly heard the roar of his bike increase. Checking his rear view mirror three other bikes were rapidly approaching them, guns drawn. "Ezekiel!" He shouted at Zeke as he slid the window to the truck bed open. It was the same window that Zeke had climbed through that fateful first day they'd fled Richmond, it seemed like ages ago. Today, the kid would be climbing out of it. He slammed his breaks and fishtailed a bit to let Cathrine's van pass him then he floored it again. "Get out there son and show em' what you can do. There are two ARs back there, dump one on them like a maniac, scatter them, then use the second for precision shots. Take out all three." His rate of travel was pretty slow compared to the speed at which Jack, Jimmy, and Scott were approaching. Zeke didn't have much time. Hopefully the kid would avoid getting shot but the odds were on their side. It probably wasn't easy to shoot from a motor cycle and they'd probably have to use their less accurate pistols. Hank's heart pounded in his chest as the bikers drew closer. Zeke was still pretty new to shooting, though he'd caught on quick. This was going to suck. He grabbed his radio and spoke into it, a forced calm over his voice. "Maya, if anyone in that van can back us up on this I'd appreciate it, a few shots out of the window if nothing else, just please don't shoot me!"

The walker dead Jack looked up to see their targets speeding off in the direction of the house. Cursing loudly he led his partners to their bikes and began pursuing at top speed. As he did he radio'ed back to base. "They're dead Gray. Eli, Sean and Will are dead! These assholes are heading toward the house. What the ******** have you gotten us into!?" Gray grimaced as he heard the news. The plan was falling apart, they'd lost three good men. Including Eli, one of his personal life long friends. They were all outside and after Andy dispatched two walkers that had wandered close they strapped Paulo to his back and climbed on their bikes. Mort, who'd probably been giving Elena the least appropriate looks backed his bike up to her.We're out of here. Climb on. He said, reinforced with an even more menacing look from Gray. s**t was falling apart, they weren't going to sugar coat it for this girl anymore. She just needed to listen. Meanwhile, in the back of Hank's truck Will could hear the sounds of other bikes, Don was a traitor, they had to know. But it looked like he was going to be saved. His heart beat slowed a little. Saved. Not a minute too soon. As he let out another deep breath his eyes slowly closed. He'd bled out from the bullet wounds. Will slowly stopped breathing. In his last few moments his mind drifted to his life before the walkers. His wife, his job, his honor. All faded.


8 Murderous bikers remain.

[Alex_The _Lionheart]

"This is how the world ends; not with a bang or a whimper, but with the sound of a thousand moans breaking down your door...."

Donovan Teller

Don sighed in relief as they saw reason and allowed him to help. Don looked to the woman that had convinced the man named Hank to let him help and nodded as though to say "Thanks for saving my a**". Don walked to his bike and motioned for them to follow him to the house. Don heard the revving of other bikes and cursed. They were right behind them. Don slowed down and rode along side Hank's window. "Just keep going, more then likely they radioed ahead and let them know your coming, if there gonna move their moving for the police station. I'll help out your boy Zeke" he called over the engines. Don skidded to a halt as the cars and motorcycles sped by and sped up again, drawing his shotgun and spinning it to load it. Don fired above all their heads to give the impression that he was on the bikers side without causing any harm for them. Don then aimed and fired, aiming for the tires of one of the biker's bikes. Hopefully that'd slow them down.

"....The question is; are you cowering in the corner and hoping for a miracle, or are you taking every b*****d you can before you go?"

[korinzu]

Marcus 'Zeke' Kinkade

Zeke Road in the back of the truck with hank as the traveled to their destination saving paulo as need be. He was jittery..nerves, or anticipation? Not sure, but it was quickly replaced with adrenaline as they got the bikers on them coming on fast. Hank gave the order for zeke to lay down some fire and zeke was only to glad to oblige, but the name caught him off guard. Ezekiel...really? He brushed it off as he climbed through the window and grabbed the AR. He took up a position in the back of the truck where he was supported near the gate and the side. And just as hank said, he laid down heavy constant fire with the AR, letting it all flie out to spread them out, though he did land a few shots, maybe only glances to them of their boikes, but enough to rattle.

Now he picked up the second and began taking aim.Firing off on shot, hitting jack straight through the eye and out his skull. With the gate and side supporting him, keeping the gun steady was a lot easier, though still difficult. As a rule of thumb he initially aimed for their chests and eased up for a head shot just as he was about to fire, this kept his shots along the vertical of their bodie's.

Survival Group: Maya, Hank, Jenna, James, Alice, Jack, Dallas, Paulo, Catherine, Miles, Kyle, Valentina
Company: everyone
Location: Sugar Mountain
Song: MSD - Murder
Supplies: Watch, Smart Phone, Ear Bullets, Charger, wallet and items, loose change, Hair bands, Condoms, keys, tape, marker, pen, Running shoes with grind plates, multi-tool, Lighter, Cigarettes, bolo dogtags, walkie, messenger bag, Rabbit fur. Lots more condoms. 2 First aid kits, extra stuff.
Arsenal: 2 Pistols - five clips, Recurve Bow and quiver of arrows, EMT Rescue knife, "Walker Spike", body.

[Only Shades of Gray]

Maya Norley

Maya nodded as Hank radioed in, her heart tightening in fear for her brother and Zeke. She hoped to high hell that the two would be safe. Knowing how much danger in, what could happen...But there was no time to think about that now. Maya quickly moved into position, leaning out of the window and backing up Zeke and Hank as he'd requested. She didn't know how much ammo she had left, but she hoped it wouldn't run out soon. Who knew when they wouldn't need it?


Company: The group
Mood: Trying to keep cool
Location: Sugar Mountain
OoC: Sorry for the crappy post, not sure what to put >.<

[Wolfdude87]

Hank Norley

EVENT

Maya's bullets ripped past Hank's window, all the fire had drawn walkers to the street. Hank clipped one, cursing as he did. Two more came and he swerved around them. More came every second, the remaining bikers were struggling to avoid both the gun fire and the walkers. Jimmy, newest to the gang was having trouble. He dodged a few zombies but connected with a bloated, corpulant walker who exploded on impact. The young biker went flying and rolled for a distance. Seeing this Scott abandoned his pursuit and pulled up to help him. Jimmy's leg must have been broken because despite his efforts he couldn't climb onto the bike. A walker grabbed Scott's arm, but the older gang member shot it immediately. When he looked back down another walker was tearing into Jimmy's leg. [********] He said, sadness deep in his voice, before he pulled away from his dying friend. Turning off onto a side street he abandoned the chase, the walkers were too much and he was on his own. Seeing this in the rear view Hank picked up his radio. "Gray, 7 of your men are dead. If you let Paulo go, right now, I won't kill you all. You ******** with the wrong people." He said gruffly into the receiver. Switching over to his own channel he spoke to his sister. "Good shooting Maya. Let's get our asses over to that house and get our boy back." He said, pushing the accelerator back down again.


4 Murderous bikers remain.

[Barjova]

x

elena rae perry
the doctor





« LOCATION: outside biker's hideout

« INVENTORY: shoulder bag | 1 white shirt, 1 black jeans, jewelry, doctor's kit, 2 bottles water
« WEAPONS: smith & wesson model m&p22 (pistol), agama folder (knife), becker tactool (blade)
« WARDROBE: [ current attire ]

« COMPANY: gray, some other bikers
« STATUS: terrified, out of her mind
« VITALS: healthy



They were doing a shitty job keeping information from her at this point, because she could easily overhear everything they were saying over the radio. So there was a group coming, and they were slaughtering this group? That either meant that the other group was straight from hell, or this group was the one from hell, and the other one was coming to wipe them out. The one thing that scared Elena the most was not knowing whether or not Donovan was still alive or not. They hadn’t spoken any about him since he left, and despite her not knowing him, either, she felt like he was her one connection back to the “normal” area. Not this crazy hellhole. But now she was all alone, with these three other men.

Four, if she counted the “sick one”.

And they weren’t giving her another option about following along with them, either. After cursing loudly, and a lot, the one backed his bike up to her and told her to get on. She looked over at the others and knew that if she went with them, there was no guarantee that she was going to leave them again. Dead or alive. Turning back to look at the house a moment, she knew that if she could just keep them from going long enough, she might be able to hold them back until that other group got there.

But then again, did that really sound any better? Hell, for all she knew, the other group could be fifty times worse.

A bit in shock and not at all sure what she should do, she ended up subconsciously moving onto the back of the motorcycle and holding onto the back of the man’s jacket. Before she knew it they were speeding off to God knows where, and she had left her mind back at the house. What the hell had she gotten herself into? This was a thousand times worse than Marietta had been, and even that place had been a death trap waiting to happen. She’d thought that after the city got overrun and they’d kicked her off the departing bus, that her title as “Plague Doctor” would have left her.

Seeing the path of destruction that had followed her since meeting up with these people, Elena couldn’t help but feel that the Plague Doctor title was going to stick with her for a good, long while.

[korinzu]

Marcus 'Zeke' Kinkade

Zeke stayed in the back of the truck for the time being as he saw what his and maya's shooting did. Witht he walkers on the run to their gunfire and the draw of an easy prey, they devoured the biker and the other gave up on the chase. Staying in the back, he looked through the AR's counting the ammo available between the guns. Bout half a clip left in total for the AR he was holding, the other was empty. Breathing, he stayed low, keeping a low profile as the truck moved. he could get a innitiative shot on the bikers if they came up onto them here soon. He held on as Hank pressed down onto the pedal and got them going faster.

Survival Group: Maya, Hank, Jenna, James, Alice, Jack, Dallas, Paulo, Catherine, Miles, Kyle, Valentina
Company: everyone
Location: Sugar Mountain
Song: MSD - Murder
Supplies: Watch, Smart Phone, Ear Bullets, Charger, wallet and items, loose change, Hair bands, Condoms, keys, tape, marker, pen, Running shoes with grind plates, multi-tool, Lighter, Cigarettes, bolo dogtags, walkie, messenger bag, Rabbit fur. Lots more condoms. 2 First aid kits, extra stuff.
Arsenal: 2 Pistols - five clips, Recurve Bow and quiver of arrows, EMT Rescue knife, "Walker Spike", body.

[xo_Bipolarbear_ox]

Location: sugar mountain
Supplies: Her van, a good amount of food and water, hygiene, two first aid kits, pain killers, kitchen knives, her clothes, a pistol, her pocket book and a phone.
Company: The group
Mood: worried

Not long after Catherine had tarted driving the bikers were right behind her starting to shoot. When Hank had pulled over and slowed down a bit Catherine sped up to pass him. While she was driving she could feel her heart racing faster then ever. After a while of driving the last biker backed off and Catherine pulled to the side to allow Hank to lead the way. Catherine wasn't all that sure of what house they were heading to so she decided that it would be the best idea.

Once Hank was passed her she returned to the road and drove behind him doing her best to avoid the walkers she could though despite her efforts it was getting harder to do. More and more zombies seemed to be appearing from behind every corner or car pulled over. Once zombie she ended up hitting while she was driving splattered blood on the hood of her car and small specks of blood splashed up onto her windshield.

They told us not to fight, but we'll fight until we die because we are not frightened anymore, we stood up.
So they sunk, every ship we sailed and they fought hard,but somewhere fighting failed they're all shook up.
When steel and concrete break beneath the steadly waves of fearless, hope and grace in kindness, there is strength.
And there are two of us there will be many more, they'll show up, yeah they'll show up. We are not frightened anymore.

((Writer's block))