Zombie Apocalypse (roleplay)

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    • I kept hearing everyone arguing in the back about what they should do. "Hanna, focus on the road, and get us to the mansion" I said. "Don't worry; we'll get through this." I steer my wheelchair to the back of the bus; "Listen everyone. There's a metallic locker in the storage. There, I've extracted a vial of Jenkins's blood. Don't even worry about it; as soon as we get to the mansion, that's our destination. Anna, you really need some medicine..we'll look for some while getting Jenkins's blood back. But, I honestly don't know which one of us will go. I'd go, as I'm fairly lucid and stable, but I can't walk..I think. I didn't try walking in the last 3 days. Gonzo is eligible for doing that, and so is David. But the rest of you, you stay here for now. We're not going to lose anyone. Stay strong, Julien. You'll make it. Let's not talk about the case where you don't. There are some weapons in the storage spaces above you; there is a deagle for each seat, so we have plenty of weapons for now. Each of you, grab one of those. We may never know what will go wrong next.." I stand up from my seat, and soon tremble down, catching myself on one of the bus chairs. I lift myself on my legs, still holding the bus chair, and try to walk. I can barely move my legs; I can walk, but I need to support myself..for now. I'm still weakened, but not as weakened as I was when I fell off that building. While making several small steps along the bus chairs, I think of a plan. Gonzo and David could go to the mansion, but there's a problem..the problem is, where are the keys to that metallic locker?! I think, and think, while making a few turns holding myself. I can make bigger steps now, after walking so much along the chairs. The only place the key could be is near the front door, where we keep all of our keys..but who knows. I turn around to the group and stand still. Apparently, I can stand still without falling..but not move. Not yet. "Listen everyone. David and Gonzo, you're going to the mansion to get us the medical supplies, and the blood vial of Jenkins's blood. We'll cover you from here. Hannah, park the car near the mansion's doors, so that David and Gonzo can make a quick getaway if needed. I'll go with my wheelchair near the door, and sit there, with my shotgun. If any unwanted visitors come, I'll make sure they don't go in before or after David and Gonzo. Good luck to you two; you'll make it. The key to the metallic locker is straight on the left of the front doors. Don't forget that. Also, search for any medical supplies that are for fevers, headaches, and, of course, painkillers." I steer my wheelchair to the front of the bus, near the door, and get ready.

    • "The plan is that you three just stay here. One of you, which is strong enough, may operate the machinegun in the front, to cover Everett while he gets his supplies out of his car. It's up to you which does that." I say. But, what did she mean by beloved? I mean, she's close to me, but loving me is not something I'd see in a person..at least, not after this zombocalypse..I'll just put this later for now, I need to focus. "The cannon won't be used now; we can't afford blowing up our beautiful landscape near our mansion. OUR mansion, which we'll claim today, as soon as we get better. For the others that aren't part of this plan, there's a small peekhole in each of the window blindages, which you can open&close. You may shoot zombies through it; if you want and are able to. Or, you may cover the others that will go outside the bus. Also, Gonzo. You're not going to the lab yet. We're reclaiming the mansion, and as soon as we are ALL healthy, we'll take a trip there. You will not go alone. Not after our last experience with the lab, where you almost died." It was kind of harsh, what I said to Gonzo. But it's for his own safety. If I would've been him, I wouldn't even think about returning there. I don't care about saving humanity if I can get killed while doing so.

      OOC: Can we skip to the point where we got to the mansion? We've been driving for about 5 pages or even more..

      OOC EDIT: Heeeey, Infernal. Finally somebody else from Romania. Cum o duci? ("How're you doing" for the others) ^^

    • I was kind of relieved that there might be an antidote. The longer i thought about becoming one of them, the more frightened i got. I didnt want to go yet.

      I stood up again but this time i couldn't stand on the injured leg. I didnt even feel it anymore. I coughed up some blood. I got scared.

      "eh guys could we please hurry up? I don't feel my
      Leg anymore and i dont think coughing up blood isn't good eather."

      "People will laugh at your dreams, then hate you when you made them come true."

    • OOC: Fine Enough ^^
      IC:
      "All right, we're here." I steer my wheelchair to the front of the bus to open the doors, and then I keep my shotgun pointed at the door. "David, Gonzo and Everett, go. I'll guard the door while someone'll cover Everett with the machinegun."
      OOC: Gonzo, pretend David's with you and just helps you carry the supplies or something, until he returns.
      IC:That helmet's starting to sound again, having the same track. As I steer to it and pick it up, I hear that it's not the same track. Somebody is requesting help..who might it be? I steer with the helmet in my hand to the bus's door, staying on guard, and I speak through the helmet's microphone: "Who are you? Where are you? We're at the edge of the town, and if you know who is the lead researcher of the virus's developer..we're at his mansion. Make your way here and we'll meet here, over."

    • "Thanks Anna, But I'm sick or anything. I might turn in a zombie, so what?" I joked.

      I started to feel weak, I laid down on the back seat still coughing up some blood. I Saw mac sitting next to me on the floor of the bus. "W-wait, Mac?! Are you there?!" i wanted to hug her but all I grabbed was air. It was an illusion. It felt like I stood up, I walked outside and saw nothing more then normal life, happy families, beautiful weather, soft warm breeze. It felt amazing. Was I dreaming? Was I already dead? I didn't know..

      "People will laugh at your dreams, then hate you when you made them come true."

    • OOC I'm back.

      I walked with Gonzo, to find the blood sample of somebody called 'Jenkins'. I wondered what exactly was so important about this sample. Maybe it was immune to zombie bites. Probably not, but it would nice to have a little hope every once in a while.
      Take solace in the rain, my children. It only means I'm near.

    • I jump out of the bus and run to the car. When I got close, I noticed a zombie leaning to the car and sleeping, apparently. I walked close, and when it turned its head, I stabbed it into the eye. Guess there is still some around here. I searched my pockets for the keys. "Oh shit", I said to myself. I didn't have the keys! I thought of something. I ripped a slice off from my pants and put it round my fist, and smashed the back window. The hit was quiet, but the pieces of glass, when hitting together in the air and the ground, made a loud sound. I quickly turned around and looked for walkers. There were a few, and no-one noticed. They were quite far away. I took the basket out through the hole and reached for the bottles. I got six bottles. I reached for the seventh, but when I was taking it out, my arm hit a sharp pieces of glass, still pointing out from the window-frame. It opened a big wound from the middle of my bicep to the middle of my forearm. It didn't hit any big vein, but was still painful and bleeded a lot. I carried the basket, with the bottles and and the meat. I arrived back to the bus, and when I got there, I couldn't hold the basket anymore, and it fell on the floor. A few bottles scattered on the ground, but the meat was still in the basket. "Got any bandages?" I asked?