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 Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 3:50 pm
 Naoto Shirogane
The Detective Prince of Inaba Naoto kept by the door, still trying to help WYNN take out the oncoming zombies. They really didn't stop. And for her, at least, this was getting old, and a little tiring. "Sir...there's a strength in numbers. There's a better chance we'll survive if we agree to help each other, right?" She insisted. This was becoming a much too corwded battle for her liking. She wasn't sure how long this could go on before her and WYNN would be outnumbered too vastly to survive. "Please!" She shouted.Quote: Zombies Killed In Post: 9 Zombies Killed: 45
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 3:56 pm
Chief Brion Irons
"Perhaps you didn't hear me...we're all going to DIE! And to make it perfectly clear, I don't care if you die! In fact, I WANT you to die! And if you come through that door, I'm going to be the one who kills you! Get it now?" the Chief had finally decided to stop playing around with these kids and laid it out for them nice and clear. Closer and closer the horde shambling down the hall drew, and he had no intention of opening the door for them. Sure, they could force their way in if they wanted, but with a trained officer waiting to greet them with a steel revolver and several little bullets if they did...it was truly finding themselves stuck between a rock and a hard place!
But hope wasn't completely dead yet, was it? They simply had to make their choice...to try and break through the horde or break into the office and hope the officer wouldn't hold true to his threat.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 4:38 pm
Karu Raiku the Handsome? Rogue?And Stab stab stabidy stab! Karu pulled the knife out of another zed as he tried to move a bit faster without tripping or getting ambushed like a fool. There were a lot of blind corners in the place just from what he had seen. Still the stabbing wasn't seeming like the most effective form of attack but maybe he could change it up. He flipped the blade around from the grip he had been using for stabs this time swing the knife at the zombie the arm of the undead falling off after the cut connected. "Yes, this works much better." he brought the knife again this time swinging neck height. Much much better it was quicker it was nice. Karu let out an amused laugh as he watched the head of the zombie tumble away as it hit the floor. "My bad mate..." he said moving along, for a life threatening situation... this was fun.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 4:55 pm
Naoto Shirogane
The Detective Prince of Inaba Naoto grimaced. This man...he was beginning to chew at her nerves. She took out a few more zombies, becoming a bit more unable to defend herself properly when she had ammo-less guns as weapons. "Then what!? You'll die as well!?" She shouted. She looked at WYNN. No choice. They could fight the horde out here, but they'd just end up dying. Or they could get in there. And possibly get hurt by whoever was in there. She nodded. She grabbed a zombie in front of the door and threw it aside with some difficulty. If they were busting in, they didn't need zombies flooding the room right away. It was going to happen either way, but right when they opened the door? That would be...inconvenient at best. She took one last bullet out of her pocket and loaded the revolver in her hands before kicking at the door. The already damaged door came loose, and swung open, though Naoto didn't immediately put herself into easy view for any kind of aiming. If he worked here in the police department, chances were, he got the training for one. That meant, he could easily kill them, if he was serious about his threats. "And now we're all in the same danger. All we want is to look for some keys, that's it!"Quote: Zombies Killed In Post: 10 Zombies Killed: 55
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 5:08 pm
Necromonium  W.Y.N.N. WYNN seemed almost sad at hearing the officer's words, hearing him wish death upon them, along with saying that they all were gonna die. She really was oppposed to fighting a normal human, and if he had a gun, she would be at a disadvantage. As such, she merely hacked away at more Zombies that approached them, starting to get a little worried. They didn't have much longer if they wanted to stay there, lest they be killed. It was...worrysome. Even as she dissected another Zombie with her knife, she felt....tired. As if all of the murder was starting to wear on her. If nothing else, she figured a normal human would have problems at this point. It was just so.....bloody.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 5:50 pm
Chief Brion Irons
With the door smashed there was a sense of immediate rage that swept over the police chief, but as soon as it had come an almost eerily serene came over his face, lips curling into a wide smile as he held his gun at the ready towards the door on the side he guessed the detective was waiting on. "Fine, have it your way...get inside and barricade the door at once! If even one of those flesh-biting bastards gets in here, I'll put a bullet in your knee and leave you as bait," the man warned as he waited for the two outside to join him, all the surprises on the outside comparable only in some ways to the surprises that would await them inside the office...
On the walls all around him were the heads of various animals, the trophies he had claimed from his many different hunts. Elks with large racks, a bear head here or there with matching paws, foxes, wolves, turkeys...apparently the Chief was an avid hunter. His walls were lined with photographs of the man not just with his friends, with the police, but with men in white coats, researchers, shaking hands in one particularly prominent photo with a man subtitled 'Dr. William Birkin'. ...But the most frightful sight in the entire room was to be found on his large, mahogany desk behind which he stood with his gun at the ready. ...But they would have to enter and do as instructed before they learned about that.
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 5:59 pm
Naoto Shirogane
The Detective Prince of Inaba Naoto heard his words as she fought to keep some of the raging zombies away from the open door. "Fine!" She looked at WYNN. "Come on, let's get in there." She insisted, quickly rushing into the office, a bit unnerved at the gun the man held but not stopping her movements as she waited until WYNN was inside and then shut the door. Broken, it wasn't going to really close, but it was mere additional support as Naoto seeked out cabinets or anything to barricade the door with.
Leaning against the barricade once finished, Naoto caught her breath and looked around. her eyes mostly fell on the man though, gun pointed at them and ready to use. Her own gun probably only had the one bullet left in it, but she wasn't sure she'd get to it before he could pull that trigger. "A clean entry, now are you going to point that elsewhere?" She said, calm and serious.Quote: Zombies Killed In Post: 11 Zombies Killed: 66
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 6:18 pm
W.Y.N.N. The Robotic figure blinked as the door was forced open, and though the blue haired androgynous one told her to enter, she wasn't so keen to.
"If they break down the door, we'd be...." she stated as they were invited in, angrily. Not the most reassuring of gestures. At this though, WYNN shook her head, and moved on.
"I will meet you elsewhere." she called, starting away from the room, and moving away, carving through the Zombies with her knife. She didn't want to risk being in one area too long, and the way the man spoke did not comfort her. Too many threats...
"I will see if I can find some supplies." she called to herself as she beheaded another Zombie, moving deeper and deeper in. Perhaps, if she moved quickly...
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Hopeful Conversationalist
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 6:38 pm
Zazi Pazzia, Eccentric Sociopath
A gunshot suddenly filled the hallway, probably drawing the attention of all the silly zombies in it's wake! And who was the target of this impromptu bullet, you may ask? Why none other than a zed-head! But if Zazi said that he'd shot the zombie without waiting for Wynn to conveniently walk behind it so that the bullet hit her too, that'd be a lie! And he wasn't a liar, oh ho! "Oh dear oh dear oh dilly dear! I'm sorry missy, I definitely didn't see you there! Ahahahahaha! I'm sorry, I was just far too caught up in the joy of this whole situation! It's wonderful~" As another zombie came snapping at Wynn from behind, Zazi leaped over the newly wounded human, kicking it in the face and sending it backwards into the wall, though it was alive despite the kick to the face. The fact that he was just your everyday scientist who didn't exactly have martial arts skills that could sever bodies was probably part of that. "Oh dear~ Now that you're bleeding, you're going to attract a lot of attention! How terrible~. Well, if you want I'll stick around, and see what creepy crawlers there are in this neck of the woods! While protecting you, of cooourse, of coourssee." Zazi was smiling ear to ear, and it was easy to see that he was completely bonkers despite the end of the world, probably the type who would start the sort of situation more than end it. And they were tooootally right! He hadn't, but he wanted to cut these decaying soldiers to pieces and find out how they worked, and because there were still survivors he had bait to draw out the meanest and leanest monsters around! Oh, to see how they worked, and then leave them a meal to devour before he split, it would be wonderful. So much research to be done, and all because someone had given him the key he needed in this little outbreak! "What'ya say, partner?" Quote: Zombies: 1 Wynns: Shot too! Kyaahahaha!
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 6:41 pm
Chief Brion Irons
"Actually, no, I'm not." the Chief told the Detective matter-of-factly, having never had the intention of allowing her to hide inside the room quietly from the very beginning. He had warned her from the start that if she came into the room he was going to kill her, but she had persisted in kicking down the door and then foolishly built the barricade back up for him so that nobody else could get inside...all with her back to him, allowing him to maintain the bead on her, lining her up with his finger on a half-depressed trigger that would surely fire before she could pull up her revolver and fire a shot herself. And why was he so determined to keep everyone else out of the room, to ensure that anybody who came inside did not leave with knowledge of what they had seen? The evidence was now plain as day on the table before Naoto...it was the body of a young woman! And if she had scanned the pictures at all she would have seen the girl in many of them, next to her father...the Mayor of Raccoon City. She lay on the table already turning from the virus, beyond saving, but not quite gone...she was unconscious from heavy sedation, her wound in her stomach having stained her white dress red. And above her the Chief stood with a hand still set upon her leg like as though he had no intention of letting go.
"So sorry you had to see this...the latest of my many hunts. ...Actually, I don't give a damn whether you saw it or not. From the beginning I knew that I had to have her...and if the world's going to Hell, I'm keeping what I want. And I'm sticking it out here with my claim until they beat down the doors, or those bastards like Birkin come and pull me out of here!" he proclaimed boldly, sneering as he looked down the barrel of the gun at the androgynous girl, "I held up my end of the bargain, keeping the underground clear...making sure nobody found out what they were doing down there. And he was in on it too...that mayor, her father! All bought and paid for, I kept the police and the ones who knew like Redfield and Valentine wackos in the public eye. And this is the price I get, huh? Stuck in my office as the city becomes one big feeding ground, gunning down bratty little shits...well I'm not getting out of here, why should anybody else? Why shouldn't I just stay here with what's mine and wait it out alone?!"Quote: Naoto must make a decision!
The Chief has a bead on you, and looks as though he will definitely shoot if you make a move! You have two options...
- Keep him talking!
- Take the shot!
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 6:57 pm
W.Y.N.N. The green haired figure felt a sharp pain in her leg, and as the strange figure appeared, having shot her and offered his condolences, along with a offer to help her, she paused. She probably could handle a few of the zombies by herself, but.....
Looking nearby, she found a small think of Healing spray, applying it to herself before standing back up.
"Let us take these things apart." she called with her knife, moving to carve her way through more and more with the knife. She wasn't exactly wanting to trust the strange figure, but she had no choice. He had a gun, she had a knife. She was not going to win this, it seemed, if she went to fight him. Either way, she carved her way through the Zombies, moving towards cover to try to get away from the Mad Mime, and get to (relative) safety.
If she could move a bit further, she could probably rest... Quote: 12 more Zombies. 78 Kills. (-10 for a spray) 68 Kills. (Spray used)
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 7:00 pm
Naoto Shirogane
The Detective Prince of Inaba Naoto partly knew she'd be caught in this situation. Maybe it was better WYNN decided to do otherwise. She glanced at the young woman's body, then back at Brion. This wasn't good. It was clear as day how this was going to end, but the question was, if she could get herself out of it without getting herself shot in the process. Or at least not lethally injured. She heard a commotion outside, and kept her eyes on the Chief. She probably would have been better off shooting at him right when she ran into the room. Unfortunately, without prior knowledge of any of this, I couldn't have done it and felt right.
"I'm not here to take what you want or to force you to leave. I just want to get out of this place and pretend none of this ever happened." She said calmly, quietly, still with her back to the barricade. Sounded like some big underground plan. She was sure it was. What kind of a persona did it take to end up creating a town full of ravaged, mindless cannibals and not take personal responsibility for it or do anything about it? Naoto remained still. "Aren't there other things you've ever considered? If there's more information about what's going on hiding somewhere? Or if there's a way to stop what's going on, or slow it down? That maybe there's a way...you could fix her, reverse what's happening, and really be with her?" How badly did he want to be with the woman who was sedated yet changing still on that desk? Could Naoto possibly reason on that to convince him to at least let her go, or maybe get his help? If worse came to worse, one of them, or both of them depending on how fast Naoto could really try to move, was getting shot in this room.Quote: Zombies Killed In Post: 11 Zombies Killed: 66
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 7:12 pm
Zazi Pazzia, Eccentric Sociopath
A spray to close up that scary wound! Wooh, he should have known that she had something mystically magically mumbo jumbo like that, but it was actually a marvelous discovery, he wasn't unhappy at all! More importantly, the bait had already been set, the zombies would come scrambling at the sounds and the fresh smell; the fact that she was better now, meant she could put an end to even more of the hoogily boogily undead! "Welcome to the wild west, wahooh~" Zazi took a few pop shots, hitting zombies in a knee here or a stomach there, it was clear he was more having fun then trying to exterminate the creatures, and his carelessness seemed like it could be his own undoing given enough time. "Aha! I knew I forgot something, marvel at my intellect! Iiii just happen to know that there's a helipad this way!" Zazi said, heading down the hallway where he'd found Wynn and kicking the door open. As he did two zombies came sprinting at him from the opening, only to get two shots to the head sending them sprawled on the floor, spewing their guts all over his nice boots. "Son of a submariner! I just got these shoes! Freaking undead monsters, you want to mess with the Zazi? Well then you'll get the horns!" Zazi stomped on the bodies a few times in defiance, angry at the monsters. He wasn't one for being surprised, and he sure as heck wasn't going to be intimidated by some brainless, boring creatures who knew nothing better than to stuff their own faces! He was a genius, his very existence was a boon to this world! Freaking him out like that, who did they think he was? N-not that that had surprised him or anything!
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 7:43 pm
Chief Brion Irons
"s**t, punk a** kid...what do you know about anything? How can you look at all this s**t going on around you and still talk like you're in some kind of fairy tale? This is why I hate kids," the cop growled as he took the girl laying before him's hand with his free one, bringing it to his lips and kissing it as she writhed slightly in discomfort, "I...used to run this town! I MADE this town! Together with that b*****d Mayor...and he wouldn't even...just look at this mess! I ran this town, and I don't run anything now. But I won't let them take everything from me. I'll hold down this last square to the last breath. I'll mount her on my wall when she dies, I'll never let her out of my sight! One way or another, I'll have it...and you're going to join her!" Becoming increasingly angry and hysterical at his own words, the Chief had reached a breaking point. Stalled by Naoto's words for only a short while, the delay was over...he intended to shoot! Pointing the gun, he made to depress the trigger...
...Only, the gun dropped from his hand. His body was frozen stiff...blood trickling from the corner of his mouth...
And if Naoto were to look down from his face she would see now a set of claws, large, vicious, and practically bubbling as they changed before her eyes sticking through the man's shoulder, ripping suddenly down through his chest to his stomach where, lodged through the body in a horrifically gruesome manner, they tugged and folded the man's large body like paper, tearing it down through a hole in his office floor behind him, bloodstained and wide-open, where the sounds of tearing and ripping, screams of pain and mutilation could be heard. Something was down there, in the levels beneath the station, and it was horrible...ripping apart a strong man like Brian Irons like he was nothing...would it really be a good idea to go down there, or was it better to chance it in the station?Quote: Naoto has survived a precarious situation! Receives [Pistol Upgrade Kit! (Increase # of zombies killed each turn by +2)], Red Clearance Card Key
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Posted: Tue Oct 25, 2011 8:06 pm
Naoto Shirogane
The Detective Prince of Inaba Naoto froze more as the man spoke again. From his words he wasn't convinced. She pressed her back against the barricade more, as if she was sure she'd maybe go through it or something. She flinched seeing him move the shoot her, and then...
The gun hit the floor. Followed by what Naoto could only describe as a gruesome death. By...something she couldn't quite place. W-what was that!? She grimaced as the chief was torn apart, and then pulled down into the floor. Naoto swallowed, for a moment stuck where she was out of pure shock. She unsteadily stood up, taking one step towards the hole in the floor. What... Make a mental note...to check this out later. Right now...seeing what happened to that man just now? Naoto wasn't going to risk it and go down there now. Whatever was down there was much, much worse than the zombies here. She'd need to find more help before thinking about such a thing.
Taking a breath to calm herself, she looked around. She saw quite a few handy things she could take with her. A pistol, ammo to spare, and...a red card key. Immediately she picked it up from the desk, pocketing it, and placing the pistol in her holster. She looked at the woman on the desk, frowning. She looked...terrible. Miserable. Naoto picked up her revolver and headed back to the barricade. She'd have to take this down. Quietly she turned her head to the woman on the desk. "I can't leave her like that..." She looked at the revolver. She couldn't bring it with her with only one bullet in it. She lifted it and aimed carefully, taking some time to do so so she didn't miss. "I'm sorry." She said quietly. She didn't want to have to. There was a loud bang from inside the office. Anyone like WYNN would wonder what that meant. Naoto turned her head away quickly and tossed the revolver to the floor before pulling the objects out of her path. She took the pistol back out and using her foot to kick the last cabinet out of her path. As soon as she was out in the open she fired, gunning down the remaining zombies in her way, clear proof she had come out of that alive. She had to find WYNN. And anyone else here who still had a healthy pulse. The morgue is downstairs...and extra weapons that this could lead to. She thought to herself, making note of the card in her pocket.Quote: Zombies Killed In Post: 12 (+2) Zombies Killed: 80 Items Acquired: Red Clearance Card Key x1 Pistol Upgrade Kit x1 [Ups # of zombies killed each turn by 2]
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