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Re: Post-Apocalypse: Global Survival
« Reply #180 on: January 13, 2008, 05:10:09 PM »
There are some unknown quantities in any situation.  For instance, the twins in the Matrix.  Who were they really.  And some of the unknowns provide many "hars" as there is the unknown lurking there as in, "Malicious, neutral, or possible ally".


The red glare in my eye fades to hazel as I contemplate Bubba Lyn,  This bears investigating.  My hunger can be postponed.
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Re: Post-Apocalypse: Global Survival
« Reply #181 on: January 13, 2008, 08:17:32 PM »
*sigh

Furry Road, Place your description, no more "Who am I, really, the question is who are we?" stuff, Just post your name, what nation you are in, and what your situation is.

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Re: Post-Apocalypse: Global Survival
« Reply #182 on: January 13, 2008, 11:49:53 PM »
The sun setting over the horizon, Jest simply made his way north, in hopes of coming accross someone, anyone.  He was alone, with only his 9mm and his knife to keep him company.  His thigh was becoming slightly irritated from the constant rubbing of the thigh holster against his left leg.  He had spent most of his time in a bunker, locked up with a good amount of food and water.  He was forced out when the building, out of lack of repair began to crumble down on him.  He gathered what he could and made a run for it.  As he walks down the road, keeping a close eye on what was around him, the city of Yokohama was pretty beat up.  Desolate.  A few houses here, and a few houses there.  He began to curse himself for not bringing a flashlight as the sun began to fade.  He had heard odd noises at night from one of the small windows of the bunker.  He decides, it might actually be a good idea to take shelter for the night.  He draws his weapon, making his way to what he conisdered the best position to defend should he end up with unwelcome guests.  Opening the door, he peers in.  Typical Japanese house.  Yet there were still a pair of shoes, left near the entrance.  He does a slice the pie manuver, bringing the gun in front of him, walking through the house slowly.  Every so often, he opens a drawer, searching.  After a short while, he smirked a bit as he produced a small maglight.  Testing it, he frowns just a bit on the fact, it's batteries were getting low.  But it was better than nothing.  He makes his way to the second floor, now with the light guiding his weapon and his eyes.  He comes across a bed, albeit small, but it was, once more a case of beggers can't be choosers.  He sits on it, leaning against the post, slight dropping his cap to cover his eyes and slowly drifts to sleep.
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Re: Post-Apocalypse: Global Survival
« Reply #183 on: January 14, 2008, 06:15:04 PM »
Tohru finally sets a fire, she watches it for a moment, before curling down next to it, still with her eyes twitching to look around, not trusting the situation they are in. Continuing to make her eyes dart about she hears a low grumbling in the distant, and shot into an upright position to look to where to noise was coming from. Her eyes open wide as she sees huddled figures creeping towards them.


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Re: Post-Apocalypse: Global Survival
« Reply #184 on: January 15, 2008, 07:41:27 PM »
Locked in a light sleep, Jest simply was in peace.  At least until his sleep was interrupted by an odd noise.  Sitting up, his eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness.  It was almost pitch black outside, with the exception of the few remaining street lights that still had working bulbs.  His ears twitched over as they caught the sound of yet another rustling.  Sounded like it was coming from down stairs.  Silent as he could be, Jest slipped from bed, boots barely making a whisper, as he slowly draws his M9.  He adjusted his cap, as he begins towards the door, weapon 'alert to the dirt' (45 degrees to the deck), keeping a close eye focused on the dark.  His heart pounds faster as yet another rustle was heard.  Definetly coming from down stairs.  He lights a cigarette, to relax him, to steady his paw.  Making his way down stairs, a shrill screech was heard.  His mentality quickly changes, as he goes down even slower.  His boots silently taps the bottom floor, as he begins a search, based on the sounds direction.  Peering into a door jam, he catches sight of a shadow.  Peeking over, he sees something that horrifys him.  An odd creature, seemingly a cross between a mole and a worm.  Immediatly, his instincts tell him, this was not a nice one.  Taking careful aim, the creatures spots him, apparently hearing the click of the safety coming off the weapon.  It lets out a banshee like scream piercing the air, leaving a ringing in Jest's ears.  Stepping back, the creatures rushes at Jest, suddenly unleashing an odd mist towards him.  Stepping to the side, Jests curses as his arms slams into a nearby table.  Finally, he pulls the trigger, knowing full well, this would give him away, leading him to the mad dash further north to head to what he had heard of.  Something called the Central Hub.  He had heard of it from a survivor he saw, just before he died from some sort of poisoning.  Jest could only assume it was a neurotoxin.  
 The M9's muzzle burst with a small spark, as the round left it's chamber.  Almost before the casing hits the ground, a green goop spatters from the 'Glower' as he was calling it.  Sputtering in agony and spraying erraticly, the glower hit's the ground, in an action that seems like digging, yet it couldn't penetrate the cement under the cheap wood panel floor.  Seeing his opputunity, Jest rushes out the house, and quickly gains his bearings, and heads north, cigarette still burning from his muzzle.  
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Re: Post-Apocalypse: Global Survival
« Reply #185 on: January 20, 2008, 11:43:04 AM »
As Tohru stares at the figures, she swipes her knife out of her belt, quickly checking that the pistol and walkie talkie are safly packed up, and hides slightly in the shadows, holding the blade up high ready to attack as soon as it gets close enough. Holding her breath when they are very close, she jumps out and quickly gouges(?) a hole in the side of one, it crawls off quickly s the others turn to her. Her breath catches in her throat as she prepares to try and attack.


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Re: Post-Apocalypse: Global Survival
« Reply #186 on: January 20, 2008, 08:06:43 PM »
i grunted and stood up, "...that probably wont work since if we puncture (?) them the poison will go everywhere....our best bet is to run..." i sheathed meh katana and prepared to run up the hill



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Re: Post-Apocalypse: Global Survival
« Reply #187 on: January 20, 2008, 08:17:25 PM »
Tohru shoves the blade back into her belt, wincing as it catches her stomach. Breathing deeply she nods "Yeah, your probably right..." she spoke as the others starting closing in on them. "run, quick!" she yelled before sprinting up the hill opposite.


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Re: Post-Apocalypse: Global Survival
« Reply #188 on: January 20, 2008, 11:09:01 PM »
The bitter cold bit his nose.  Growling in his run, he noticed a hill, growing bigger and bigger as he approaches it.  He heard yet another screech.  Turning around, it was another one of those horrid creatures.  His cigarette was all but gone now, burned down to the filter.  Quickly lighting another, he brings up his weapon, taking dead aim at what he can guess is the head.  The sound of footsteps catches his attention. It sounded like, two inviduals, rushing up that hill behind him.  He dashes towards a broken down car, to keep his back from being exposed to that hill.  He wasn't sure what it was, but their were definetly voice.  He takes in a large drag just as the creature stood no more than 10 feet from him.  Unleashing a viscious volley of about 4 shots from his M9, the creatures abruptly stops moving, as more of that mist erupts from its wounds.  After about 5 seconds of twitching, it finally stopped moving.  He quickly turns his attention, to the hill, aiming his 9mm at it's crest, waiting.  He could only assume, their were no survivors, but of course, he could just end up lucking out.
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Re: Post-Apocalypse: Global Survival
« Reply #189 on: January 20, 2008, 11:22:13 PM »
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i fell to the ground and began to crawl very fast up the hill,not wanting to put any pressure on my ankle.I then turned around halfway only to see a wave of about hundreds of them storm behind me and tohru



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Re: Post-Apocalypse: Global Survival
« Reply #190 on: January 20, 2008, 11:24:33 PM »
There are some unknown quantities in any situation.  For instance, the twins in the Matrix.  Who were they really.  And some of the unknowns provide many "hars" as there is the unknown lurking there as in, "Malicious, neutral, or possible ally".


The red glare in my eye fades to hazel as I contemplate Bubba Lyn,  This bears investigating.  My hunger can be postponed.

Current remaining Supplies:(Ak47 Full Magasin in side) 3xfullAk47 Magasins military backpack a
platinum designs lighter 1xfood ration
1xsurvival knife 1xsmall cuting axe 1xbotle of wodka 1x waterbotle With some water out of it.

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Day 3
Time: (Morning)Egzackt Time is Unknown
Year: Unknown
i woke up uuhgg my head "Noticing the ship is not moving i stand up and look around"
yeah im in germanny !!
*i got in the army truck and started it up and drove from the ship  exit on the land *
oke lets see im looking for some kind of bunker
*i drove on the tottally empty free way*
ow dear god this problem is world wide !!
"just then i herd te motor stutter " ow god im almost out of fuel !!! i gatta drive on !



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Re: Post-Apocalypse: Global Survival
« Reply #191 on: January 21, 2008, 07:07:03 PM »
Tohru sighed heavily, still running up the hill. She noticed Ryu crawling and looked sympathetic "Are you sure your alright?" she said to him, not stopping to chat, as the creatures were getting closer. She quickly swiped her hair off her face, and tied it in a loose ponytail, a black thread hanging loosely down her back, as she neared the top, with about 10 metres left to the top.


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Re: Post-Apocalypse: Global Survival
« Reply #192 on: January 21, 2008, 08:05:43 PM »
Noticing the very small, very alive sounding voices, Jest decides to head up the hill.  Maybe, he thought, they had a better idea of where they were going.  Likely they knew the land better than he did.  He had only been stationed here as part of Operation Cleanse, which as can be plainly seen, failed miserably.  Slowly making his way up the hill, he could hear alot of those creatures on the other side of the hill.  Finally, atop the hill, he glances down, seeing an good size crowd of those creatures.  However, the two making their way up the hill, held his attention longer.  He takes in a large drag from his cigarette, taking aim at the creature closest to the crawling one.  He fires off 3 rounds, smirking as the bullets zip right past the black wolf.  

"Jeez...these are kids!", he said to himself.

The creature behind the two, he had aimed at slows down quite a good deal.  He rushes down the hill to their aid.  From the looks of it, they were trying to get to the top.  On the way down, he checks the magazine in his weapon.  Seven rounds left in this clip.  He calls down to the two.

"Come on!"
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Re: Post-Apocalypse: Global Survival
« Reply #193 on: January 21, 2008, 08:12:38 PM »
Startled by the sudden appearence by the person, she whips out her gun and points it at him. "Who are you?"She asked worriedly, as she had just felt some shots ring through the air. Looking closely at the other fur, she notices he is nothing like these creatures, so she eyes him nervously, before lowering the gun slightly, turning back to the creatures, who were nearing them once agan, and she let out a small groan before continuing up the hill slower than before.


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Re: Post-Apocalypse: Global Survival
« Reply #194 on: January 21, 2008, 10:30:26 PM »
His camoflauge slightly blood-stained, he nodded to the youth, finishing off his cigarette.  "Jest, but the rest of the introductions can wait til' later.  Let's get you kids some shelter first!"  He lets off another shot as one of the creatures gained speed.  It stops dead in it's track.  He quickly thinks.  The best spot, as he saw it, would be a hummer, completely devoid of it's fuel, but still well armored.  He digs in his pocket for a second, noting he had the keys.  He remembers it was the hummer he wrecked trying to avoid an IED when his unit first arrived.
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