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Camping carl Vice Captain
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 Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 7:39 pm
 Vaska and his troops followed the woman and man after they had fled the room. They had then entered the next room after them until they noticed there was some un-expected company, two of the facilities guards. Vaska then said to himself "Oh boy..." He then ordered his men to fire on the two guards, which they did and they sent a wave of bullets towards them.
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 7:41 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 7:59 pm
The two guards saw more military personel, and lowered their weapons. The men raised their guns, however, and fired loads of rounds into them.
"Gaaagh!!"
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 8:02 pm
{I am going for the night. Two security guards keeping Mizar secure in a holding cell. Remember your training, you can do it; I believe in you. Bye bye.}
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 4:40 am
Jake saw all of the fighting and shooting down below while he was destroying the tubes. Find Naiya nowhere, he crawled into the tunnel. The men paided no attention to him as he passed them on the ceiling. Spotting Bubbles' unconscious body in the riffed man's arms, he jumped down and confronted him. Seeming unaware of the men shooting, he spoke.
"You there, Steroids Guy! Give the girl to me. She has some unfinished business with me." He barked
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 5:04 am
Jake continued to search the school. He began checking classrooms as he went. "Hello?" He called into the school. He continued, vigilant.
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 6:09 am
[RPC: Gerard McGraw, Ex US Operative; Location: Island Think-Tank, School area]
Gerard walked around the school main hall, rubbing his temples. He had been exploring the school for quite some time now, but it had proved useless. The place was like a maze; he was lucky to have found this area again. There were endless corridors and halls to go through; what was this place?
"Approaching target. Scanning and storing retinal, fingerprint, and heat signature data....data stored. Moving to perform respective action upon target..."
Gerard looked around frantically; there was nothing. That voice wasn't his, or even human.
"Hello? Who's there? If you're human, say the phrase 'Mary had a little lamb'."
Gerard listened: nothing. He hadn't expected a response though; someone talking about locking on targets and performing operations on them was usually only affiliated with random military guys who always shot then asked questions later.
He went down the hall to the left of the entrance hall, listening for the sound.
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 6:21 am
Gerard listened closely, waiting for the strange voice. He held his knife closely, prepared for a suprise attack. Instead of the voice, however, he heard that oh-so familiar moan. He kicked open the door of the mens' restroom, the knife held up. The moan came again, and he started kicking open the stalls, looking for some hidden zombie.
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 8:48 am
[RPC Location: Think Tank, Generator room]
Oricai walked through the empty halls his hands back to normal. He pressed the button to activate a com-link to his lab.
"This is oricai." He stopped because it was the hacker who answered, He sighed. "Calm down. No I'm not going to kill you. Just tell me where they are." He listened intently but something was interfereing. He took off his helmet, to stop the sound of the hacker crying he looked around for any heat signature. Unfortunatley he was near what looked like generators, which was causing his heat vision to seem blurry. "Damn." He cursed but he could hear gun shots. He quickly ran towards the noise, forgeting to put back on his helmet, busting through guards and doors until he went through one door opening to a room. at one end was a group of guards and a man fighting them but close by to him was Naiya.
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 9:06 am
{Good; people. Or person. neutral }
[RPC: Gerard McGraw, Ex US Operative; Location: Island Think-Tank, School area]
Gerard approached the last restroom stall. He kicked it open, the knife at the ready.
"Whew...nothing."
"GGRRAARRGGHH!!"
Gerard turned 90 degress, but was slashed in the back. He fell to the floor, looking for the assailant.
"RRRRrrr......"
Gerard held up the knife, his leg prepared to kick back the creature if it tried to pounce on him. It was slightly shorter than an average male human, but its flesh was gray, and its musculature was radically developed. Its upper torso was thick and strong, while its legs seemed a little too small to support it. Its back muscle rose fairly high, making the creature hunch as it stood. Its head was very skeletal, and its lower jaw was missing, as if it was surgically removed. A spiny, sharp tongue whipped ou of its exposed throat, swirling in the air. One of its arms was a scaly, organic blade made of sharp bone; three pointy fingers poked out of various parts of the sword arm.
The creature looked like an underdeveloped project, but it proved formidable nonetheless. Gerard got up and slashed his knife at the creature's belly, making it growl and respond with a blade slash of its own. The sword arm wasn't very sharp, but proved more of a blunt object than anything.
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 9:21 am
Jake continued walking in the school. He noticed it seemed to go on forever, so he made little chalk marks with a chalk piece he found in a classroom. He continued along. "Gerard!" He yelled again. He turned a corner and was pushed down by a zombie. It tried to jump on him but Jake fired one shot, blowing its head apart. He continued, hearing the gunshot echo through the school.
(Gone for 10-15 min, at least, maybe, depends how long it takes for the next class to use computers...)
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 9:39 am
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 10:03 am
Gerard was slammed on the floor by the creature (a gargoyle), which raised its sword arm.
"Gerard!"
Gerard turned his head, looking for the source of the sound. "Jake! I'm in the bathroom, and could use a little help!"
Gerard blinked twice, then got back to the fight. He stabbed the creature, but it swiped his arm away, knocking the knife under one of the stalls. Gerard dove for it, but the deformed monster jumped on him, trying to rip open his neck and secure an immediate kill.
"Jake! This is....there's a f*ckin' monster in here, and it's going to bite my head off!!!"
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 10:07 am
Jake ran like hell, following the signs. He almost past the bathroom and he skidded to a halt, turned around, and entered it. He pulled out his Eagles and was about to fire when he saw Gerard below it. He charged it, shoving it off of him, before opening fire on it.
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 10:14 am
Jake rushed into the room, pushing the creature off of Gerard.
Gerard got to his feet, and crouched down to get the knife under the stall. Jake was firing open shots into the creature, putting large holes into its body. The creature stumbled back; the large caliber bullets were too much. It let out a dying roar, and collapsed, a small pool of dried blood seeping from its wounds.
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