Infected Roleplay

[Garfsan]

NOEZ YOU STOLE TEH 1K POST! >.< I WANTED IT !!

*ahem* clears throat. and now for something completely different...


FRANCIS

Francis head rolled as he staggered to his feet. All he remembered was the Hummer that he was in was smashed into by a tank and somehow leaving the vehicle between then and now as he was lying down in puddle.

He stood up, his left arm was hanging limply down at his side and he had a gash on his forehead that was pissing blood that seeped over his eyes. He gritted his teeth and looked for his gun.

"Ahh bullshit" he spat as he saw the reason he was in this shape. A tank had smashed into the Humvee, sending it sprawling and careening into a building as it then exploded into a fireball.

There was a dead soldier near him, an AK just out of reach. Francis staggered over to it and kicked the mans corpse over grabbing his ammo belt with his good hand, he struggled to put it on but managed as he then heard the thundering of the tanks footsteps flood his ears.

"SHIT!" he grabbed the AK and started for the other side of the streets, a large chunk of concrete flew past him, clipping him causing him to crash to the floor. He could see the doctor holed up in the apartment blocks ahead of him and cursed under his breath at the coward. He grunted loudly as he scrambled to his feet turning in time to see the tank rip up yet another piece of concrete.

A fireball stopped it and Francis took his chance to get the hell out of there limped his way to the doc, AK in his good hand which thankfully still worked. The whupping of helicopter blades kicked up a storm of loose debris newspapers and infection documents as it cannons opened up on the tank cutting into it as it tried again to throw a chunk of the floor at it.

The rock hit, the shaking violently sending sparks and half of the rotor blades careening towards Francis. The other was launched at the building near the doctor as the chopper screamed towards the ground and slammed into it with a force of a mighty hammer striking the earth a shock wave rippling through the street as shards of the once mighty bird ricocheted into the surroundings.

"Ah shit..."

Francis blinked as it careened past him slamming into the floor. He felt a pang of pain hit his cheek as he turned shaking only to see the blades lodged into the ground next to him, just inches away.

The roar of the tank interrupted him. It was limping and had one arm left, the other hanging limply down by its side. It grunted and growled with anger as it too limped towards Francis.

"HAHA!" he laughed "EYE FOR AN EYE ASSHOLE!"

Francis leveled his AK at the beast, the sling wrapped round his back kind of keeping it steady and started to walk backwards. The tank slugged on as the rounds slammed into its thick hide Francis roaring loudly as he held down the trigger the sound of the gun echoing as the apache lay dormant and still a smoking shell.

The gun spat out an angry click as Francis swore loudly and turned and ran towards the apartment blocks, trying desperately to reload and maybe put down this monster. He managed to reach the door of the steps and the tank was where the blades smashed into the street, and stopped. The beast slowly and carefully wrenched the blades out of the ground with its one massive good arm and started to spin on the spot.

The next few seconds seemed like an eternity, Francis managed somehow to reload as the tank span on the spot ready to launch the blades like an Olympic discuss thrower. The previous set had landed in the street near the building as the doctor cowered behind the window. He stood up and his face filled with shock as the blades were launched at Francis he fell backwards instinctively but he felt the sheer force of the blades just narrowly miss him as they crashed through the building. He lay there breathing heavily as the tank limped up to him, his one good arm seemingly struggling to keep him upright.

Francis stood up two and walked towards the tank, his AK spitting out bullets that seemed this time to be hurting the beast. He met it halfway and somehow dodged the beasts lumbering swing as it collapsed from the half hearted swing landing on its back.

Francis stamped on the tanks body, clambered up onto its chest and kicked it in its face.

"Hows this sweetheart! Uncle Francis has got a present for ya!" he leveled the AK with its face and pulled the trigger.

The gun clicked again.

It was jammed.

"Ah bullshit!" He shifted the stock onto his thigh and the gun pointed skywards, he pulled back the cocking lever and the jam cleared.

"Now where were we?" he laughed as he pulled the trigger again, just as the tanks arm reached up to grab him.

The rounds slammed into his face, cutting it to pieces and tearing through into its brain its death screams were loud and blood curling, its hand dropped with a weighty thump as it died.

Francis spat in the tanks face, smiling with his face covered in his blood. He felt amazing and made a mental note this was his first solo tank kill, apart from some help from the chopper.

He turned to the doctor, letting the AK drop by his side on the sling, he raised his hand and "Saluted" the doctor with a wicked and sarcastic grin on his face.

I hate doctors..

[Sigurd]

Getting no answers from either of the things he had done,The Leaper sighed as he walked over to the edge and sat down next to it.They were bombing them obviously.So,since he knew he would just barely make it out if he was on the street,and never be able to make it from up here,he simply sat his head down.Also,he was unwilling to do it.He had fought long enough to know what would happen.More fighting,more bloodshed.Even if he lived,he would always be empty.Slowly,he grabbed the picture of his wife and family that nearly floated off of the edge of the building.Hugging the picture tightly,he turned and talked to his friend privately."I wish to go no further.I've fought long enough.I want peace,Please...",he said,whispering the last part out with a pleading tone.Wulf should be able to understand his want to die and be at peace.

[persnicityninja]

Stalker saw some jets fly over head, he was still surprised that he had retained his memory after the infection.

"I wonder if there are any other infected like me... that can first I need to get out of here". Stalker ran as fast as could over the rooftops jumping the gaps in between.

Many thoughts ran through his head, but they all left when he saw a few Infected sitting on a ledge.

"That must be where that shriek came from. He was puzzled though, why were they just sitting there, why were they not running from the imminent destruction.

"Maybe they can't think like I can, maybe I'm unique, but maybe I could use them... lead them out of here, try to use the numbers and their ability's to my advantage" he thought to himself.

Stalker saw a rebar sticking out of a half demolished building, he hesitated, even though he could use his tongue to swing, he didn't like to... it hurt him... but he had to, it was the only way to get to them, so he aimed carefully and hesitated again... then shot.

Stalker Imagined how he must have looked in mid-swing, flailing his legs around and gripping onto his tongue.

He released his tongue, and flew through the air for what seemed like hours, but was only seconds.

And he landed with a thud right beside the other infected...

[Sigurd]

Immediately standing up and raising his tail,The Leaper let a long hiss,dropping the picture right next to him.His want for peace would have to wait."What do you want,my kin?You should be fleeing..."

[Garfsan]

ERIC

Eric rolled as the tank fired a round that narrowly missed his skull and hopped onto the barrel, he ran the length of it as the coaxial gun spat hot death through him he just carried on. On the main body of the tank he saw a man open the hatch and stand up aiming a shotgun at him, he smiled and fired. The pellets ripped through Eric, leaving a nasty hole but he just kept going not even staggered by the blow. Leveling his FAMAS with one hand he put three bullets through his skull.

"C'mon lets get moving" he reached the mans corpse, he was a soldier for an unknown PMC it seemed. He grunted as he pulled a grenade off the mans webbing shoving him back in the tanks cockpit, pulled the pin and dropped it down the hatch as a man popped his head into view, shock and awe over his face. Eric slammed the hatch down and stood on it. His wounds slowly began to reknit, the muscle and bone that was lost reforming and the skin slowly growing back over it.

The door jolted below him, and a muffled explosion could be heard and a smaller scream flooded his ears. He stepped off and dropped back to the concrete and walked away from the tank.

"Ari you hear me?" he spoke into his comms "I got something to do and I need to do it now. I have to find out who has my son he's be-" the tank exploded, a preliminary one of the ammo supply detonating, flames spat from the top hatch as a man spilled out of it blood and gore spraying the side of the tank as it slid to the floor "Well where was I? My sons been kidnapped and I don't know where Claire is..This group thats attacking is an unknown PMC to me, and I personally don't like that."

The tank imploded again a shower of sparks and gore erupted from the hatch as Eric started running.

"If you can hear this I want you to know..that I.." he turned off his comms "FUCK!" and started running towards the old power station that loomed in the distance. He gritted his teeth as he shouldered his way through the mass of commons that were fighting the PMC's and his boys. He didn't stop to help as he didn't have time to but everytime he saw one of his boys get taken down he felt something in him fill up with rage and anger that fueled his desire to get the bastard who took his son.

"And mess that git up" he vaulted over a crashed Humvee just as a hunter pounced a survivor in front of him.

I can save this one He leveled his FAMAS and let off a burst, shattering the infected head wide open as a fine pink mist erupted from its neck and shoulder. It screeched and was thrown off the young woman.

He recognized her as Hannah Berkowitz, a medic beyond peer and someone he actually needed to help his boys down at the power plant. She was about six feet tall, athletically built and with a set of killer green eyes matched with searing hot red hair that was thrown back in a loose ponytail, she was in the olive drab fatigues with the new Medic FREP (Fast Reaction Emergency Protection) armour and donning an MP5. He watched as she stood up dazed and then was hoisted on his shoulder and down into a piggy back.

"Hey Hannah" he said smiling "Hows the weather?"

[zombicidalmaniac]

Shadow saw the new infected standing next to him and his friends. He saw the leaper jump up and ready to attack Shadow just wanted to kno why he was there in the first place.

[Sigurd]

Looking down the building at his friend Eric who had flown off in a hurry after the tank shell,The Leaper sighed."Not today I guess...",he whispered,before preparing himself.grabbed Wulf and slinging him over his back,though it made him look like a snake man wearing a fur coat two times his size,he jumped off the building,letting out a loud roar.Landing with small cracks in the ground,The Leaper gently placed his friend Wulf off of him and turned around,becoming face to face with Hannah.He hissed in her face before he began slithering on,keeping pace with Eric...

[Garfsan]

@Sigurd: Hannah is on Eric's back being carried. He took a page from your book :P

"Holy shit Eric!" she exclaimed as she was scooped up by him "You could warn a girl!" Eric laughed and smiled

"Then where would be the fun in that"

She playfully punched the back of his head and then hugged him as he sped along down the street. Eric glanced back and noticed that Sigurd had lept down to the street and was following behind him with Wulf on his back.

Shit...I don't need him following me..

"Where we going?" Hannah asked "You seem in a hurry.." Eric nodded

"The old power station" he leaped over a car bonnet "Our boys and girls are held up there and they need your help."

"OK! I will do it! But one question..."

"I'm infected now.."he felt her move backwards slightly "But I have control.. for now it seems and I'm just not that hungry at the moment" he turned and winked at her

"ERIC!" He turned just in time to see a truck come out of nowhere and he slam right into it. He came to a stop, Hannah dazed and slipped off his back:

"Crap that hurt.."

"You think it hurt you..friggin broke my nose.." he spoke strangely as if with a head full of cold, then twisted his nose with a soft pop of the cartilage reseting.

"And." she continued "I was gonna ask why you don't have a shirt on.."

"I like the summer heat" She laughed heartily and hugged him again.

"Eric..." he looked at her, she was facing the floor "I can't get Ari's lifesigns on the readout anymore. I'm sorry"

"Don't worry" he replied "She's OK. I left her a while back before I bumped into you. And for that matter there something coming this way, its an old friend of mine. Well two"

He pointed to Wulf and Sigurd that screeched to a stop in front of him Sigurd putting Wulf down on the floor. Hannah retreated behind Eric as he smiled and ruffled Wulf's fur on his head.

"What the hell is this Eric...?" she asked sheepishly and half peeking out from him "They look..well weird..."

"This" pointing to Wulf and ruffling his fur again "Is my dog Wulf. And this guy" he pointed to Sigurd "This is Skippy the alien creature from outer space thats come to steal all our muffins"

"What!" she looked upset and frowned "He can't have my muffins!!"

There was an awkward silence as Eric tried not to burst out laughing "Yeah you still have a muffin craving huh?"

"Yeah" she replied embarrassed "I do.."

I hope she will be able to help them..

Just then something came thundering above them, crashing and cartwheeling down the street and into a building. It was a wrecked hummer as Eric turned and noticed the truck start to be lifted off the ground. He could see the massive malformed muscular form of the tank from earlier.

"SHIT! GET HANNAH TO THE POWER STATION NOW!" Eric pushed her towards Sigurd and Wulf and ushered them on "I'll distract him! NOW GO! DO IT NOW!"

Eric readied his FAMAS and ran over to the truck as the massive form of the tank loomed over him. A tank dwarfed a man, standing 7 feet easily. But this would dwarf a normal tank and this behemoth was anything but.

"GODDAMNIT SIGURD GET GOING NOW!" Eric fired his gun at the beast, the round bouncing off harmlessly and spattering on the floor. Seeing this he ran up to the beast legs each one at least half as tall as Eric was, he was amazed his jeans were still intact.

He was massive, his huge muscular frame holding the truck over his head with incredible ease and the look on his face said all Eric needed to know. He was gonna plant that on top of him and grind him to paste. He dived backwards as Sigurd and Wulf with Hannah darted off in the distance. Grunting loudly and brushing debris off of himself he slowly got to his feet.

Eric knew this fight would be costly and would lead in death for someone or at least severe injury. It took alot of time for Eric to recover from just his blows last time. This time he had a truck which was barreling towards him.

"Ah cr-" he was hit full force by the truck and sent sprawling with it into a nearby store, as the glass windows disintegrated from the impact. Eric fell silent as he lay with the weight of the truck pinning him somewhere near the axle for the front wheels. He cursed under his breath as he felt that the bones that had been shattered and torn slowly start to reknit and rebuild even under this immense pressure and stress.

Dammit...I's stuck here...

He saw the tanks legs again, and then the truck was lifted pressing into the ceiling causing tiles and dust to rain down on the pair.

A mighty and deafening roar was emitted from the tank, it loosened some more tiles as they bounced off Eric's head, a sea of dust and debris swimming through the room. Eric stood up slowly as the tank seemingly waited for his wounds to heal. It brought down the truck again, and it hit Eric again. This time Eric let out a long and gut wrenching scream as he spilled blood all over the shop and his being was smashed into a pulp.

He lay there, his body a wreck as the tank tossed the truck aside through a wall like a plaything. He smiled as he loomed over Eric and then stepped on top of him. He felt the tremendous weight of the beast as it grasped one of Eric's arms that had just reknitted.

He felt the shoulder pop out of place first, then the joint tear and rend from the socket, blood and tissue flowed out of the wound as it spat out crimson gore. With a mighty almost effortless tug the tank tore Eric's arm clear from its socket.

There was only a scream that could be heard. Followed by an almost devilish deep and throaty laughter as the tank tossed his limp arm like a toy across the room.

For the first time in a long while Eric closed his eyes and prayed something would happen. He was this beasts plaything at the moment, and there seemed no way out.

Except if he rips my head off...

[Sigurd]

Bewildered at the sudden closeness,The Leaper threw Hannah up onto his shoulder."Hold on!",he shouted.Dashing in the direction of the station,The Leaper jumped over obstacles,zooming past anything that got in his way...

(I know,I was kind of saying that when she was on his back,he looked up into her face since he was crouched.)

[persnicityninja]

Why dose Sigurd ignore my character... why...WHY :(

[Sigurd]

(He did react to him,but he decided to let his other friends handle you while he ran to regroup with Eric.)

[persnicityninja]

oh OK

[Sigurd]

(Phew,my cover-up worked...Shit was that out loud?)

[alex]

Hello folks! I'm back from my holiday, so the doctor is back in the game. Ill post my part soon.

[Sigurd]

(K,see you then.)

[alex]

Egon recovered from the crash and saw Francis fighting the hulking beast."HAHA! EYE FOR AN EYE ASSHOLE!" laughed Francis as he emptied his AK at the tank. The tank fell on his back, and Francis climbed on the tanks chest."Hows this sweetheart! Uncle Francis has got a present for ya!" He yelled at the tank as he emptied another clip into the tank's face. He spat in the tank's face and dropped onto the ground. Egon walked towards him. 'Zat...zat was amazing! How did you do zat? I mean, it was a fight between a man and a tank and you killed it all by yourself!'

'yea, I'm pretty awesome!' Francis said laughing. 'I have fought a lot of these things so i know how to take care of em.' He stretched his back, creating a loud cracking noise. 'Ooohhh...goddamit my back hurts like shit! Doc you mind fixin' it?' he said. 'Of course, just hold still and relax.' Egon said. He placed his hand on his back an pushed with his thumbs onto his spine. 'What's taking you so long? Your not starring at my ass are you?' Francis said. Then suddenly, another loud crack cam from the back. 'Aaaw...Jesus. That hurt!' he yelled. 'You'll be fine now, ze pain will go away soon.' Egon said.

Egon looked around him. All the other soldiers were killed in the crash. 'Zo, what do we do now? do we continue on foot? Because i have stuff to do in ze city too. You can come with me if you want.' he said.

[Sigurd]

Deciding to start a conversation,The Leaper broke the awkward silence."So*pant*what's your*pant*relationship with Eric?",he asked,looking around wearily for anyone following them.Especially at this point,he'd be useless in a fight.For now though,all he was really listening to was the screaming of his friend,while at the same time wincing.

[Garfsan]

(i want to continue this story has I have much left to tell, and theres the whole grand finale i have in mind. For the time being i will do Hannah's reply so we can carry on)

"Well" she looked sheepish at the strange creature that had whisked her away "He's my boss...taught me everything I know about guns and how to survive, some say he was in the SAS y'know" she looked ahead "Hey its the power station!" she almost hugged the strange creature "Well let me down here please" they came to a stop "Thanks for the ride, I will go and help them now. Though without Eric here to tell them I doubt they will welcome you much" she walked on ahead waving at the sentry in the tower he nodded back

"Sigurd was it?" she asked quietly "I remember him talking about you that day I joined. He was so distraught and angry you had gone and gotten hurt at the mission. He seemed really pissed off at himself, he actually broke his hand from punching a wall y'know" she smiled "Take care of yourself OK?" she waved and ran up to the front gate.

It was tall and flanked by a number of towers with guards in, a front attack by anything bar Oleg or armour would fail easily. Inside the gates the old skeleton of the power plant loomed overhead as it disappeared into the night sky. A guard caught a glimpse of Sigurd and waved him back.

"Time you left mate" He had a thick Aussie accent "I know who you are matey but the others don't" he smiled and gave him a thumbs up "If you see Eric again, tell the bastard he owes me fifty quid still"

Francis

"Jesus doc that hurt like hell...well you think you could fix my arm.." Francis gritted his teeth as Egon grabbed his shoulder and arm "Zis will hurt" Francis nodded and there was a loud crack as Egon reset the shoulder, Francis muffled curses and grabbed Egon by the collar and breathed out heavily "Thanks..." he replied as he walked off

"Hey where are you going?" Egon asked as Francis made his way down the street

"Theres a city full of vampires doc.." he paused "I got a job to do" his arm still hurt like hell and he had no movement in it "They aint gonna kill themselves y'know. You coming pointdexter?"

"I suppose"

"Theres supposed to be a power station near here..maybe we can hold out there until help arrives."

"Ja. Sounds like a plan"

[Sigurd]

Seeing the thumbs up,The Leaper smiled,though it looked like it was a redneck sticking his top teeth out...If the redneck was a vampire with triangle like fangs.Giving a mock salute,The Leaper jumped up with his tail,grabbing a nearby lamp post and swinging into a window.A second later a middle aged common infected came flying out,smashing into the lamp post and breaking it,causing the glass to slice through his skull,killing him.A pounding sound was heard as the heavy Leaper ran through the room,followed by a breaking sound,then another,and another.It was the sound of The Leaper jumping between buildings.

[Garfsan]

To be honest guys. If me and sigurd are the only ones posting here then I don't see why we should carry on. This thread has lots of posters well used to and was fun to write in.

Now it has two diehard fans and a few others.

This needs to pick up guys c'mon.

I don't want to shoulder a thread that started off so well and went on for a long time. Were at 1020 posts ffs.

I myself would love to carry on but won't as long as it stays inactive like it feels like now. Sorry if this pisses you off or the readers that just followed the thread but seriously we need some activity. I have a lot of story left and want to share it with you guys, seriously folks lets either rebuild this or fecking finish it.

[zombicidalmaniac]

To be honest guys. If me and sigurd are the only ones posting here then I don't see why we should carry on. This thread has lots of posters well used to and was fun to write in.

Now it has two diehard fans and a few others.

This needs to pick up guys c'mon.

I don't want to shoulder a thread that started off so well and went on for a long time. Were at 1020 posts ffs.

I myself would love to carry on but won't as long as it stays inactive like it feels like now. Sorry if this pisses you off or the readers that just followed the thread but seriously we need some activity. I have a lot of story left and want to share it with you guys, seriously folks lets either rebuild this or fecking finish it.

good point there garf ill post in a lil while

[Garfsan]

I mean christ it has over 11k views. Now that might be us reading it but seriously thats a lot guys.

OK enough rambling from me. I'm not gonna post tonight (its 05:47 atmo) but I will do so tommororow.

Post long guys, and with some emotion and it will be awseome again.

[Sigurd]

(Seriously,oh merciful thread creator,where hath thou gotten to?We need your holy light of comedy!And the doc is still playing.But we need Crysalis,dread,and everyone else back.Or at least a few new characters...)

[Crysalis]

(Oh my god! I live again! D: Sorry to leave you guys, had to go.. somewhere. I'm back though.)

[Sigurd]

(Oh my god! I live again! D: Sorry to leave you guys, had to go.. somewhere. I'm back though.)

(*Tackles and kisses Crysalis*Oh thank god you're back!)

[alex]

Indeed. i will post soon as well, but if you post again, for god's sake guys don't make it a post with just one line or something xD but seriously, if we want to make it alive again, a few things are gonna have to change IMO:

Everyone who is still alive(Egon,Francis,Eric,Arianna,Huntress?,Wolf?,dr ead,shadow,Leaper and Smoker) try to post at least once in a few days, and make the post at least medium-sized. Also, try to avoid wondering off alone killing survivors/commies made of paper maché. In my experience so far, the only battle that was between Wolf,the Leaper,Eric,Arianna and Egon was pretty damn awesome. Now i understand we can't have a battle every post, but if you are fighting survivors/commies by yourself please make it entertaining. I specifically said commies because adding 'AI-controlled SI" is quite confusing IMO. If your having trouble with this, send me a PM and ill help you out.

And about the characters, I've always been someone who likes to have a specific role inside a group. By this i mean try to explain your personalty and specialization through the stories you write. Hell you can do a re-introduction just to let people know what kind of guy you are again, it's fine. Especially Dread and Shadow. I'm not here to blame you guys, but honestly i still don't know the difference between you guys. Your both hunters, that's all i know. Of course, i don't know if I'm speaking for some of the others now, if not it's just me being stupid.

So explain what kind of guy your in the group again(for instance, the leaper does very well IMO to let everyone know he's that creepy slimy monster lurking in the dark.) the leaper is also a very good example that non-left 4 dead creatures can play in this RP with begin overpowered or almighty.

So what to do about the characters? Well like i said, think about a kind of you you are(or would like to be) in a group,give him a personalty and specialization and i can promise you you will have a wonderful character. If you suddenly realize your character gets boring or to complicated, heck, kill it off and write a about a new character! You can make it a left 4 dead one, but heey why not one of those guys from left 4 dead 2? or maybe from some other game you really enjoy? Of course, it's hard not to make such a character overpowered. again if your having trouble writing about your character or trying to create a new one, by all means send me a PM. I'm gladly willing to help you out.

Or you can always think: 'F*ck you i ain't listening to some doctor guy!' Sure it's your story too. I'm not trying to take control of this RP or something, I'm just trying to find ways to make it more entertaining. And I'm afraid that's gonna take some changes.

Story will come up later today.

[Sigurd]

Jumping through the last window,The Leaper felt the adrenaline in his body wearing off.Suddenly,he staggered to the left and fell over.He hadn't realized he was that tired.Breathing in and out heavily,he curled up into a ball and laid his head down.He'd sleep now,and look for his friend later...

[Garfsan]

alex has summed up basically what i wanted to do/say with this thread.

I totally agree with what alex sugessted, and want to make this a fun thread again because it damn well was.

Me ...

I have plans for eric and oleg. And they will be fatal and awseome.

Please stay tuned!

[alex]

"Ja. Sounds like a plan" Egon said, following the muscled man. Walking through the city like this always brought a chill on his spine.To see the all the destruction, all the dead bodies everywhere,all the chaos that had been going on...it was almost as if every dead body had it's own story behind it. Either someone who made a last stand with an axe in his hand in the middle off the street..or a family who all had a bullet through there brain, the body of the father still holding the gun in his dead hands...Egon tried not to think to much about it.

As they walked into another alley, Egon decided to break the ice: 'Zo how long were you in prison Francis?' he asked. The tattoo-covered man stopped, looked at the doctor and said: 'What the hell are you talking about?' 'Ach nevermind. I just thought we could talk about what we did before zis chaos.' Francis looked at him and said: "I drank beer, kicked ass and rode with my brothers. Thats all you need to know OK!"
'Fascinating. I vas a doctor at a private military cooperation. Zat is were i got ze Medigun from. The soldier's who worked there were somehow immune to the cancer-creating side effect of the Medigun. But i saw some heavy stuff back zere...arms und legs blown off...men with 3rd degree burning wounds around there entire body...soldiers who had more bullets than hairs in there bodies... but i was able to cure most of zem.' he said proudly. 'And then my boss ordered me to investigate the infection here. And that's how i got into zis mess.' he said. 'By the way, is zis power station you were speaking of close yet?'

[Garfsan]

FRANCIS

Francis walked on ahead of the Doctor, and with each step he felt his arm a little more, not enough to use it as it still hung limply at his side. He gritted his teeth as he walked on with a slight limp checking once to see if the doc was still behind him.

"Zo how long were you in prison Francis?"

"What the hell are you talking about doc? Why you think I did time because of my tattoos? Bullshit pointdexter"

'Ach nevermind. I just thought we could talk about what we did before zis chaos.'

"I drank beer, kicked ass and rode with my brothers. Thats all you need to know OK!" he had stopped and jabbed a finger in Egons chest pointing at him while seething with malice at his words.

"Just cause a brother has ties to a team on his skin dont mean that he is one of the bad guys! Its like with that Eric guy, he's got ink. And I bet you asked him crap like that too." Francis turned and carried on, fuming he gritted his teeth "It's none of your damn business doc."

He heard him reply, a long and uninteresting one to Francis, he gruffly spat at the floor and carried on.

His thoughts drifted back to Michelle, and that accident he had coming into the city just as all this chaos started and now the military was cleaning up and he had nothing to go on for, Bill Zoey and Louis were gone the only survivors he'd met that stayed alive long enough for him to actually start to like. He'd remember cracks the old man would shout at him and how he'd shout back occaisonally. Louis optimism and crazy ass screams and Zoey, who only reminded him of Michelle.

He'd come of the bike swerving to avoid what he now knows as an infected, he came tumbling off as he and Michelle scraped off the concrete and skidded along the ground. Francis and Michelle were both wearing biking leathers that stopped most of the damage but she came to a stop imapaled on a road side sign that had jutted out of the side of the road. When he came too he heard her quietly calling his name, which burned his ears as every word was strained and full of pain.

He found her and she was dying, the pole of the sign had gone through her abdomen and a already large pool of blood had formed underneath her, her laboured and shallow breaths each looked painful to do. He held her hand and took off her helmet. Her long blonde curly hair was matted with sweat and blood, her blue eyes cold and seemingly lifeless. Francis felt something well up inside him as he held her tight as she let out her last breath.

"Doc something bad happened to me before I even got to this hellhole.. I aint telling a goddamn stranger anything" He hefted his AK onto his shoulder as he walked forward slightly quicker, attempting to avoid conversation with him.

'By the way, is zis power station you were speaking of close yet?'

"Hell if I know"

[zombicidalmaniac]

Shadow is like the sneaky one of the group, he's about the same size as a normal hunter but just a little bit smaller. His hoodie is black along with his pants. Shadow is also the silent one of the group.

His claws are a little bit bigger then normal he also doesnt screech when he leaps.

His strategy is to sit and wait for any survivors that comes across him.

[alex]

ok that's a good start! so your more of a hunter who likes hiding in the shadows waiting for the opportune moment rather than risking pouncing from high buildings? and you would rather ran away if they found you in stead of clawing or pouncing a survivor?

[zombicidalmaniac]

ok that's a good start! so your more of a hunter who likes hiding in the shadows waiting for the opportune moment

hence the name Shadow and ya thats preety much wat he does (in the actual left 4 dead im nothing like this only high damage pounce exist for me).

[Sigurd]

Hearing the sounds of talking and footsteps,The Leaper let out a small groan,before stretching his hands out and then standing at full height,revealing himself from behind a body.It was obvious he had just woken up.Looking over around the corner,he jumped over the body and ran around it,coming face to face with the doctor and Francis."You!",he shouted,his voice full of surprise."I remember you from the roof!My crazy-assed friend Eric threw you off the roof!"

[alex]

"Hell if I know" Francis replied to his question, and made it sound that he wasn't interested in a heart-to-heart chat with him. 'Why is he so pissed at me? I guess it's just the way he was...' Egon thought. 'Why am i even following zis man? I should be looking for the antidote! But then again, he has a good shot and is virtually indestructible, so i guess ill stick wis him for the time being. But mein Gott he's such an ass!'

Suddenly, an awful familiar creature ran across the corner of the street and stood in front of the two survivors. 'You! I remember you from the roof! My crazy-assed friend Eric thew you off the roof!' 'Und i remember you schweinhund! My shoulder still hurts from that hit you gave me!' Egon yelled at the monster. He grabbed his syringe gun and aimed for the creature. 'No doc, not yet. He would have attacked us already if he was hostile.' Francis said. He took a few steps towards the alien and looked him in the eyes:'What the hell do you want?' Egon followed closely, but stayed behind the tall torso of the tattoo-covered man. 'Schweinhund...' he whispered at the monster, holding his gun more tight.

[Sigurd]

Growling a bit at the doctor,The Leaper explained himself."After you got thrown off the building,me,Eric,and a few other "friends" reunited.When we ran into a tank on the way to the station,Eric told me to run and take his friend to safety.When I got there,the guard didn't shoot me because Eric told him about me,but not anybody else.He suggested I get away before I'm seen.So,I went and took a nap around the corner,when I heard you guys coming,so I came to check it out.The only reason I'm still "alive" is probably because I was in Eric's squad when I was "truly" alive...

[Crysalis]

The Huntress slowly made her way around the city, holding her head, feeling like it was about to burst.. oh god. Looking around, she spotted a gruff, muscled man, a doctor, a strange hybrid of snake and man, with something else thrown in the mix. Feeling angry with these trespassers on her land, she swung down towards them and towered over the Leaper, that is, if he was crouching. Otherwise, they were the same size. With a low growl, she crouched, baring her sharp teeth.

"You. What the hell are you doing here?" she snarled in infected tongue.

(I might kill off Wulf, because he's starting to piss me off for no reason. xD)

[Sigurd]

"Me?I am simply keeping a promise to a "friend".I could ask you the same thing.",he growled,jumping and landing on the blade of his tail,towering over the crouching huntress.To prove that he wasn't exactly in the mood,he snapped his tail shoulder blades out and swung them once as a warning sign...


EDIT: (If you're going to kill of Wulf,PLEASE kill him off near The Leaper,I wanna have an emotional moment with him...)

[Garfsan]

Francis watched as the odd group exchanged words, he knew one was a hunter and he hated the hoddie wearing freaks but for some reason she (this being the first time hes seen a female one) didn't outrright attack them.

He turned and walked away completely ignoring them and leaving them to their dispute, as he did so he raised up his good hand and gave them a one fingered salute.

He got some distance from them and started to pay attention to the road signs making sure he was heading to the right place. He slowly began to move his dud arm, he'd dislocated it before in a fight and knew it took time to heal, time he didn't have.

Francis sighed as he saw the large looming powerplant in the distance, he was not far from it now but he also saw a large chunk of a shop window crashed through and a truck simply thrown by the looks of it right across the street and smashed into another set of buildings. Gritting his teeth he could hear disgruntled shouts of anger and taunts as it sounded like something was attacking someone. He heard a familiar roar and knew it was a tank. He'd had an encounter with one earlier and was still sore and couldnt risk another fight with another. He also wondered why another tank was even present here thinking that only a few people actually turn into them.

He tried to move as quietly as he could and get a better view of the situation. Just as he did an arm skidded across the concrete and came to rest at his feet, he recognized it as Eric's he seemed to be in some deep shit.

Still sore he pushed him off a roof he moved towards the wrecked department store and wondered what was gonna happen.

He moved around and saw the huge malformed image of a what appeared to be an even bigger tank that had Eric by the legs and was relishing plucking his last remaining arm from its socket. When he did he could hear the sickening pop-crunch followed by the gutwrenchng scream Eric let out. He saw him writhe in pain as he hung their helpless with no arms and blood streaming out where they used to be.

Gritting his teeth Francis knew there was nothing he could do, and that the papa tank as Francis decided to call it would easily kill him like he was doing to Eric. He moved on and around a chunk of debris and sighed as he did so. He could hear a deep mutated laugh and shouts of "You goddamn coward!" from Eric.

DAMMNIT! Theres nothing I can do! That big ass tank will kill me in seconds If I try to help.

"I saved you asshole! Didn't I? Return the damn favour! Get me some time!"

Francis looked around and then back around at papa tank. He stood with his AK raised pointed at the general direction of the tank.

"Hey ugly!" he shouted "You look like you fell out of the ugly tree and smacked every branch down and then they dragged your ass through the ugly field and then threw you in the ugly pool! Did I mention your GODDAMN UGLY!"

Francis saw the papa tank turn slightly as Francis words hit its ears and then saw the muscles tense up on him, its massive back and legs now turning and Francis then saw who the tank was.

"Hey!" he shouted mockingly "Didn't I already Kill you sunshine!" he laughed heartily and flipped the tank off "Yeah thats right! I kicked your freakin' ass butthole! And I'm gonna do it again!" Francis readied himself to run as tank reared back its arm and flung Eric through the air and into the large slab of debris next to him. He left a bloody stain on the wall and it streaked as he slid down it.

"YOU THiNK YOUR FUNNY BIG MAN" A voice came from the tank

"What the fu-"

"SILENCE!" he bellowed again, Francis could see the tank talk but how it was without a lower jaw was beyond him

"yOU MOCKED ME TINY MAN! AND NOW I MOCK YOU! MICHELLE WAS A WHORE AN-"

"OH IT'S ON BIG MAN! IT'S ON!" Francis roared as he fired his AK at the building above the tank and kept firing till his gun went dry. He knew the gun wouldn't harm Papa Tank but the building would slow him at least. He could see where the supports had been weakened already and all Francis had to do was destroy them to bring it down on him.

He saw something bounce off his head and the the building came down as an explosion filled the floor above it, from a rocket off some sorts that careened through the window above. He felt the whole earth move as the building was slammed by another rocket. Dust and debris peppered the street as the section of the building slammed down on top of the Papa Tank. Francis looked for the source of the rocket and saw a familiar old man with an olive green shirt and a beret on the roof with an rpg shouldered.

"FRANCIS!" he bellowed that accent almost welcoming to hear "GET THE LEAD OUT!" he turned to the prone figure of Eric who was slumped up ass in the air on the floor. Francis scooped him up and threw him over his shoulder even though it burned in pain he kept going.

The dust settled minutes later as Francis rejoined with Bill on the street. He was still wearing that green shirt with those same pants and Beret that seemed to be glued to his forehead. And that same cigarette seemingly. His M16 slung over his back.

"Hehe" Bill laughed cockily "I think thats one I beat you on Francis"

"Hehe yeah well I still hate you Bill" they laughed as they shook hands and Francis put Eric down on the floor. Bill's old features wracked with lament as he saw Eric's mutilated body before him.

"Ahh poor kid. Didn't stand a chance. How well do you really know him Francis?" Bill asked

"Woah there old man" stopping Bill from shooting him in the back of the head "He'll be fine watch."

Sure enough the wounds on Eric's body reknitted and the Impressive tattoo on his back reformed pefectly but his arms stayed torn off, apart from the soft tissue that had stopped oozing blood where Papa Tank had ripped them off.

"Well...I think he'll be OK.." Francis replied scratching his head

"Well this young pups gotta be out down, no use him alive in that state with no arms, even though he does seem like hes sti-"

Eric stood up and looked right at the two of them, Bill almost shot him and Francis looked confused:

"Hey" He said calmly "Whats up guys?" he looked at Bill smoking "Hey can I pinch a cig?"

[Sigurd]

Hearing the roars and screaming,as well the tank,The Leaper let out an almost worried growl before running off in Francis' direction.Jumping over a wall,he landed on the other side...In front of Eric."Eric!"he shouted,sounding extremely joyful.He grabbed Eric's body gently,rapping him in an bear hug."I've missed you!",he continued,his long "tail" swishing like a dog's.After a few moments of silence,he unwrapped Eric and growled,"Dont you dare make a gay joke like you did with Wulf."

[persnicityninja]

OK its finally on again
My character "Stalker" is a smoker that likes to follow his prey.
He stays on the roof tops and in hiding until the perfect moment.
He can also use his tonge to swing but it hurts him, but it is shorter then other smokers tonges.

now I shall pos in the morning

[Garfsan]

"You don't want me to make a gay comment when your the one who ran up here screaming my name and hugging me while bouncing up and down like a schoolgirl...?" he smiled looking at Sigurds malformed face "Brother I don't need to comment on it"

Sigurd scowled and let go and moved off to one side "Well I'm sssssorry" he hissed "I just wanted to say how much i car-"

"Woah" Eric interupted before he could say anyting further "No need bro. No need."

Bill looked confused at why Eric was stood there fine with both his arms missing, and also why he didn't seem the least bit bothered about it.

"OK" Francis gruffly spat "Now I paid you back then its time I got movin" he turned to the powerststation again "Bill you coming old man?" Bill looked at Eric and then sighed and lit a cigarette for Eric "It's my last one son" he said calmly "You look like you need it more than me" He patted Eric on the shoulder and moved on, taking Francis AK and reloading it.

"Well skippy" Eric sighed as he took a long drag on his cigarette "Tis just you and me bro" Sigurd nodded back and looked confused at Eric.

"What?" he asked a frown on his face "I got red on me?"

"No no" Sigurd replied in his low reptilian like voice "How can you save anyone without arms?"

Eric's shoulders sank, he looked away and at the floor wracked with pain all of a sudden. Somethng ignited through his body as he fell to one knee, the cigarette rolling to the floor from his mouth.

"Ah damnit!" he grunted through gritted teeth "What the hell is this!"

FRANCIS

"I don't need that asshole Eric, I got my own stuff to sort out and he goes all righteous at me for not returning a favour?!" Bill looked at him with a confused look on his face took long drag and sighed

"You got history with that guy Francis?" he asked in his usual tone

"Long story bill and we got no time for it..." he could hear footsteps advancing and the dim sound of infected screams followed by a few gunshots.

Bill looked around furiously and readied his M16 flipping the safety off.

"We got beucoup crazies inbound!"

[Sigurd]

(The Leaper didn't say those things...willingly.Meh,I'll just say he did.)

Looking over at Eric,then to the screams,he let out his own primal roar,charging forward to whatever was coming,giving only a slight glance to Eric to make sure he wasn't dying...

[alex]

As Francis talked to the Alien-looking creature. It looked like the creature came to tell him how he ended up in this 'state' he was. 'Fascinating. Apparently the virus took control over his body and mutated it completely, but his mind is still the same.' Francis walked towards a nearby building. 'Wait here with the vampire doc, i won't be gone for long.' he said. 'What? Wait you can't leave me alone here wis zis.. zis zing!' Egon said worried. But all he got in return was Francis giving him the finger without looking.

Suddenly, another creature approached. 'Well what do you know.. he's one of your friends?' He asked the Leaper. 'No, he isn't a friend.' The beast said in anger. He towered on his tail to make himself as large as possible, and it frightened Egon that he once stood in front of this creature with nothing but his bonesaw. He was lucky to be still alive. The leaper and the other creature exchanged a few growls Egon couldn't understand.

After a few moment's, a loud cracking noise and roar came from the direction Francis went. The Alien led out a worried growl, and sprinted towards the noise. Egon followed him quickly and after a while he arrived at a strange fellowship. Francis was talking to another man he had never seen before, he saw a dead tank the size of a Humvee and he saw a man smiling, even though he was missing both his arms. The Alien ran towards the armless man and hugged him, as if the knew each other.

Remembering his Oath, Egon drew his Medigun. 'Aus dem weg! Out of the way dumkopfs, let me heal zis man.' He pointed the Medigun towards the man and pulled the lever. 'Hehe, that tickles.' He laughed. The gun soon showed it's effect, as the man started to scream and blood and something that looked like arms started to sprout out of his shoulders.'It's working! Hah, this gun never lets me down!' Egon thought in excitement. The man's arms continued to grow and after a while they were fuly reformed, and Egon pulled the lever of his Medigun back. "So Thanks Doc, looks like you fixed me after all. Gotta say" the man said, raising from the ground. He was now two times as tall as Egon. 'Mein gott.. looks like ze Medigun affected his legs as well!' he thought. 'Eh..danke.' he said. Zo, what do we do now?' he asked the group. 'Now doc, we run towards the plant. We got beacoup crazies inbound!' yelled the old man, pointing towards the other side of the street.

The Alien ran led out a loud roar, and ran towards the gigantic horde. 'Nein it's to many of them!' Egon yelled at him, grabbing his tail. 'Let go of me!' the beast yelled. 'No you can't take zem on your own, we must fight them together!' Egon said. But he lost his grip of the creature and i ran away towards the mob of zombies. 'Verdamnt.. zis is going to get ugly.' he thought. He drew his Syringe gun and started to spray the infected with razor-sharp needles as soon as they were close enough. The rest joined him in the fight, the Alien slashing wildly into the horde with his scythe-arms. However the numbers of infected continued to raise, even quicker then they could kill them. 'Scheisse, I'm running out of ammo!' Egon yelled. He feared that he would soon face the horde with nothing but his bonesaw. The seven foot man stepped forward and smiled: 'Heey an upgrade! Let's see what this body can do.'

[Sigurd]

(Stop using meh as a puppet!)

Slapping the hand off of his tail,he jumped forward,his hide protecting him as his two large blades came out of his back...

[Garfsan]

@Sigurd: Rather than waiting for you to reply and such, doing it this way speeds up the process alot quicker and allows for the writing to flow better. Instead of you thinking were using you as a puppet, think more of if were using you in character or not, that way you can pm them and suggest if you think its right or not.

@Alex: It's Bill who said beaucoup crazies inbound not Francis, will edit. And the tank is covered in rubble you cant see it dude :/ Ie the whole building pretty much is on top of it.

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Eric was in excrutiating pain, Francis and the old man Will or Bill had wandered off ahead towards the powerstation and stopped about five hundred meters ahead to fight the horde that was coming from somewhere. Sigurd had started roaring as Eric doubled over in pain.

Something hit him some sort of beam or energy that sent a horrid feeling ripple down his being, it echoed through his skull and something began to change in Eric.

His shoulders started to crack, the bones and the blades of his back extending and ripping through the skin, the bright crimson muscles whipping out like vines from the cracks in his skin, blood oozing down him a deep sickly red colour closer to human than it had been for a while now. His chest violently convulsed with spiked veins shot out through his torso ripping a huge hole where his heart would have been. Eric continued to change as the beam continued to send something maybe radioactive through his veins. Blood started to pour out of the stumps that were his arms, followed by a long spear like bone with large skeletal crimson hands, as he fell to one knee, screaming up at the sky his voice dark and menacing. He felt his very being seem to shift a body size up, his already muscular frame shift out and reknit in size to something bigger and more defined as less human than he was the vine like veins receeding into his body.

He could make out the worried looks as he span around screaming more, looking at the others nearby serching for the horde that apparently approached.

The beam flipped off and Eric screamed even louder as the horde finally reached thier posistion from almost every side, spilling out from even the subway entrance on the right of the street.

Sigurd sprang into action diving head first into the fray, a spinning dance of death as he cleaved several infected with each mighty arced stroke. Blood flowed freely through the air as the Doc sprayed the crowd with the strange gun he had several needles sticking into the faces and torso's of the increasing rage filled crowd as they jerked back violently from the impact.

Eric felt the beams effect wear off and watched as the muscles started to wind their way around the bony spike that seemed to be his new arm, blood gushed out of the muscles dripping to the floor as the muscles started to grow a layer of hard looking substance, shiny like bone but dull still. Eric smiled as the pain left him and he stood back up strong.

In a final bloody action the skin wrapped around him and closed up, still leaving the tattoos that he had inked into him many years ago. He was taller, around seven feet now, his once muscular frame was enhanced as he had filled out the loose remains of his torn trousers now bulged with muscles. He smiled broader as he cracked his new body, leaning down to take a look at the new form in a puddle of his own blood.

His face remained the same, although now more muscular and with a slightly more pronounced bone structure. Creaking his neck to each side he started to stretch and then punched his hands together. Grinding them his smile never been wider.

"So" he spoke in a low gravelly voice "Thanks Doc, looks like you fixed me after all. Gotta say" he stretched again his form massive and imposing making the doctor look twice at him.

"Uh.." he stuttered "Danka?"

"I love the new look"

Eric smiled as an infected made his way to him through the crowd, as Sigurd stood bloody and triumphant his form soaked through with gore and several limbs and heads surrounded his body, dismembered on the floor.

"Eric?" there was a slight lull in the infected attacking "What the hell happened to you?"

He smiled in response, grasping the infected that was innefectively pounding his arm "I got an upgrade." The infected struggled and kicked violently

"Lets see what this body can do"

[Sigurd]

(Hm,fine.)

"Hey doc,try and see what that beam does to me.It seems to react...Rather well to infected.",The Leaper said,facing the doctor and looking down at the gun.

[zombicidalmaniac]

Man how i would love to see a picture of Erics new body.
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Shadow still staring at the smoker heard some screams and roars coming from where Sigurd and Eric had gone to he started running to see what was happening. When Shadow got there he was surprized at what he had saw. Eric only taller than before and way cooler.

[persnicityninja]

The only thing the other infected did was run away when he got there.

"Did I scare them? Am I that ugly?" He thought to himself

He then heard some screams coming from where they had run off. He decided to follow them.

When he reached his destination he stood beside the Hunter that had just left. In front of them he saw a very intimidating looking infected.

He thought that this would be a good time to see if the others could talk by asking the hunter, "What is that?"

[zombicidalmaniac]

Thats one of my pack members his name is Eric. Who are you Shadow asked the stange smoker.(will insert answer here). Eric how did you get so awesome?

[Sigurd]

Looking over at the two,The Leaper realized he was small enough compared to Eric to climb him.He did just that.Grabbing Eric's leg,he crawled up it and grabbed his shoulders,simply hanging there.It was better than sleeping on the ground at least...

[alex]

Ok i fixed my post. Bill says Beacoup now instead of Francis, Eric grows his arms and gets taller and i let go of sigurd's tail. Anything i forgot?

'Heey Doc, can you try the beam on me? I wanna know what it does to infected..' the Alien said and looked at his Medigun in excitement. 'How about we first kill zes zombies ey?' he yelled over the screaming horde. He kept firing his syringes into the mob, which was pretty effective. Suddenly, several infected with riot armor were in front of him and ran towards him, wildly flailing there arms. The syringes broke upon there armor. 'Oh no, zey got upgrades too!' He yelled to the group. One stronger,bigger looking riot zombie jumped towards him. Egon tried to reach for his bonesaw to engage the creature in melee combat, but it was already on top of him before he could draw it. The zombie jumped upon him, his heavy armor forcing Egon to the ground. 'AAAAHH MEIN GOTT! HIFLE!! HELP ME!!' He screamed with an unusual high voice when the zombie was pummeling his chest and head with his arms.

OOC: Introducing: The uncommies! Yea i thought i gave the horde a little boost as the will be facing a seven foot tall man soon xD But speaking of it, I wasn't planning on giving everyone some kind of super upgrade through the Medigun. Maybe we can make them temporary, like the overheal buff works? Or give them nasty side-effects because of the radioactive effect of the gun? please share your thoughts on this.

^at Sigurd: wow you might wanna edit you post there, were still in fight with the horde.

[zombicidalmaniac]

(Shadows not lookin for an upgrade he just wanted to see what the commotion was about)
Shadow saw the doc in need so he pushed the rather heavy commie and thats when he noticed he was wearing riot gear.

[alex]

I hate to comment on other people's work but Zombi...if you are going to interact with the other characters, would you kindly make your post a bit larger and a bit more.. interesting? I understand if you find this difficult, but hell, just kill a few commies in your character's style(for instance, Reaper uses his scythes, Egon uses his Syringe gun), write a little about what others are doing and interact with the other characters. Send me an PM if you want me to help you with writing.

And it appears another problem is rising: Zombi decided to help the survivor's, so that means we will have no other enemy than (paper-maché) commies. I'm afraid this will get very boring shortly. This RP was unique because the character's sometimes fought with each other. Be it a personal reason, or the fact that an infected character is starving for some fresh meat, I think if a few fights, or heck, bring back the 'survivor side' and 'infected side' back, will do wonders for this RP.

[UKMD Elmo]

*Throws in two pennies*

Yep, you NEED to post extensively to keep an RP moving... although I don't see how this is an RP anymore. Isn't it basically a place where people can drop in and run around in their infected-fantasy character and kill lots of people while roaring and preening far too much? While not having a story at all?

[Sigurd]

(Who says I can't be a weightless backpack with a razer sharp tail flinging around cutting everything?Meh,oh well.And I agree with you Alex.In fact....)

Deciding his nap(OF DOOM) was over,The Leaper jumped off,doing a twirl and landing on the largest riot common's back,ripping through it easily,then lifting it's corpse with his tail blade.Turning around,he flung it into the other riot commons,crushing most of them.He stopped himself from delivering the killing blow when he felt it...

Slowly,a rumbling came from his stomach,and he realized how he hadn't eaten fresh meat for days,maybe weeks.Shaking his head,he tried to convince himself not to attack,but slowly,it overcame him.He looked up,his milky white eyes now a deep red.He made what sounded like an insane giggle,crouching on his tail.Lifting his head up and looking Looking over at the survivor Francis,he screeched like a hunter and pounced him,stabbing his blade wildly,trying to get a hit on him...

EDIT:I also agree with Elmo,no matter how much it seems like the insult is thrown at me.and I'm trying to go along with Eric's storyline,trying to find out about the infection or whatever.Right now I'm mostly playing for fun.When I made my character want to kill himse,fit was mostly because I was starting to get a little bored. :( )

[UKMD Elmo]

(the roar sounds like the roar from the part of Ravenholm where fast zombies are first introduced.)

Hahaha, see what I mean about the roaring? Oh dear, didn't think anyone would prove me right THAT quick xD

[alex]

After thinking a while, I'm afraid if have to agree with Elmo. This RP hasn't been going anywhere for a long,long time, and it doesn't seem to be going somewhere soon. It will just be a story where people pop in, write a little thing and pop out as he said.

But i truly believe that this RP can be great, but it will really REALLY take some big changes. I personally have great plans for this RP in my head right now. I just hope you will all agree with it as it takes quite an amount of control of every character, hell it will take control of the entire story. But i think it will be great. If you guys want, i will write down my idea(will take some time) here and you can think about if we can changes it to that or keep it as it is.

[Sigurd]

Edited for the fact that Elmo's just becoming annoying >.>.

[UKMD Elmo]

An RP is only as good as its writers. Alex, I hear you on trying to make it better but I think this one has run its course.

Start a new one and let in people who you know can write, as currently anyone can join who may not necessarily be good for the plot/story and may not know how to write creatively at all. People who drop in now and then and describe how they roar aint very productive at all... But make sure this one is put to rest first. Last thing we need is a huge ammount of half finished RP's and survival games again xD

[Sigurd]

(You keep throwing insults around.although I do agree.It's boring now.Killing off character in 3.2.1.)

In his blind rage,The Leaper didn't notice his own tail.He gagged and gurgled as it went flying in the wrong direction,circling around and cutting his neck wide open.He looked over at Eric,apparently not noticing what was going on,and let out one last whimper before he fell over,dead.

[UKMD Elmo]

I'm not insulting, just observing.

But damn, didn't think I had this much influence to get people to spontaneously suicide twice in the same thread :S

[alex]

You are man of Great Britain Elmo, never underestimate you own powers ;) So yea I'm afraid it's over folks.

The infected pulled of his chest, Egon got back up his feet, only to be knocked over again by hundreds of common infected. The pain was of the pummeling was so heavy, he knew he wouldn't live for 10 more seconds. He opened a small hatch in his Medigun, and pressed the red button. A bright-red energy covered his body, and the infected tried to force through it but had no success. Egon quickly grabbed his cellphone and pressed the green button. 'Auf Wiedersehen...Dumkopfs!' he laughed at the zombies.

OOc: I'm sorry but i just couldn't kill Egon, as he will be my character in my RP(GOD that sounds selfish :( )

[UKMD Elmo]

Alex, MAKE SURE you complete it. And make sure it has some semblance of a start, middle and end.

The end is the most important part, but not in an insulting way. An RP that never ends will always be remembered as 'bad'. Let it finish before it gets that far, and for the love of all things good in the world make sure to pick people who can write worth a damn.

[alex]

Indeed, we must first completed it. We shouldn't rush it, but i think letting the horde to kill us will be a fine ending. You can do some bad-assery towards the mob now if you like xD but i would really like to end this, as I am really excited about my upcoming RP.

[Crysalis]

With that being said, I bid farewell to the RP thread. It's been fun guys.

[Sigurd]

(Maybe just as it's beaten,someone does something retarded that alerts what's left of the city?

[Garfsan]

bear i mind folks iv been gaving a storyline going on with the powerplant but NOONE WENT TO IT....

*ahem*

Eric reared his arm up and planted the face of the infected into the ground with a sickening crunch, he smiled as he saw it was simply nothing more than a bloody pulp.

"Well..." he smile wiping the blood off of his hands I'm gonna have some..." he stopped as he looked around to see only him stood up. The doc was nowhere to be seen, Francis and the old man had hoofed it and he couldn't see Sigurd. There was a hunter near him who was busy fighting off some infected that seemed way to interested in him.

"What the?" he then caught a glimpse of Sigurd, he was lying motionless in a pool of his own blood, a deep laceration across his throat.

"No..." Eric's voice quivered "NO NO NO!" he felt something hit his back and then the sound of the powerplant exploding flooded his ears, a massive shockwave knocked up dust, debris, cars, bodies and the infected that were gunning for him. He crossed his arms across his face and then shouldered the even bigger shockwave that made him skid several feet back across the concrete.

He opened his eyes and saw the devastation the missile strike on the powerplant had caused, a large mushroom cloud had formed in the distance as the old remains of the plant had been scattered miles around as Eric felt a shift in the air.

He saw Francis shattered and broken body nearby, his face a bloody mess, both arms now broken the bone protruding out of them. The old man lay decapitated next to him as a large sign had found its mark from the impact.

He shook his head and looked around as ash started to fall, leaving a black almost snow like layer across everything. He looked at some as it fell onto his hand and then clenched his fist in rage. Bodies slowly started to rise as the effects of the radiation mixed with the virus effects, guttural screams echoed through the empty city as they rose as shambling husks, mere shells of their former selves. He felt a tear run down his cheek as they all turned to him and started their slow agonising crawl, malice in their empty milky white eyes.

"Well" he stated bluntly to the Hunter that had cowered behind him in the blast "Were slightly fucked now I think..." he looked at hunter who had several small wounds and abrashions on his face. Somewhere in the distance he heard the howl of Wulf and shouted back.

"All this...for what..what has this achieved?" the low gutteral moans of the infected flooded the city, instead of silence it was now simply the cries of the basic instinct of wanting to feed. And right now, Eric was the main course.

"What did they really achieve in this? What? How can we ever get by now knowing that these maniacs of the government can only strive to find new and more deadlier weapons." he looked at the hunter that seemed to cock his head to one side wondering what the hell he was on about "This is the reason why mankind will kill itself, why it is doomed to fail at most things unless it realizes that theres more to life than power money and greed...theres love..family and the bond of a brother in arms can have."

He slowly started to flex his muscles as if getting ready to clean the city. "Hey..dude?"

"Yeah?" the hunter replied

"Go home. Find somewhere else to practise your art as theres no one here for you to feed on. I hate myself for saying so but go man." He held out a hand for him to shake, he shook it tightly and smiled, his teeth glinting in the now twilight of the nuclear reactor gone critical.

He slowy crawled off, then got up on his legs and ran in the opposite direction of the reactor, maybe to the next city, or maybe somewhere where he knew as home.

Eric didn't know, but right now he had the infected remains to clean up and the Papa Tank to worry about.

There was a howl and he turned to see Wulf bound down beside him, nuzzling his arm he ruffled his fur, thinking back to happier times.

"Hey boy" he whispered "Lets make this city safe again" Wulf nodded in approval, whimperig slightly.

There was a rumbling as the shattered remains of the building started to shake and the massive form of the man he once knew as Oleg smashed his way out of the several tonnes of concrete and masonary that had nearly totally buried him. Eric smiled.

Oleg stepped forward slowly, a large rebar of metal pierced through his shoulder, a thick red gory fluid had spilled down from several lacerations and Eric could see that he was wounded. Oleg was looking at the strange twilight and then the form of Eric, followed by Wulf and the infected that were now shambling towards them.

Eric dropped to a ready stance and then with Wulf, charged the massive form that was Oleg.

A blow screamed over his head as Wulf pounced onto his back, biting down on the muscular neck, ripping and tearing as Eric jumped and punched the malformed tank in the face. He landed on the ground the blow seemingly ineffective as a large fist slammed into his body sending him flying into the side of a van across the street. Eric smiled as he stood up, he heard his bones crack into place as he then ran back into striking range.

Wulf was still tearing at Oleg, tearing him down with vicious bites and gnarled rage at the behemoth, he could taste the coppery tang of blood and it infused his rage even further as he tore a huge chunk of his flesh out of his back.

A shower of crimson splattered the concrete as Oleg fell to one knee roaring defiantly, he reached around with his massive fists to grab Wulf as Eric latched onto it, tugging it down to the floor. He looked Oleg straight in the eye and then reared his head back and headbutted him.

Eric felt something pop, but Oleg crashed backwards to the ground as Wulf deftly landed on the ground spitting the blood and flesh from his mouth.

"Lets finish this" he snarled as Eric creaked his neck "I'm sick of this asshole..."

"Yeah" he cracked his knuckles as Oleg staggered back up running forward and jumping to the air catching him right underneath his malformed nose, with a rising uppercut that sent the nose straight through into Olegs brain, blood gushing from his mouth, eyes and nose as he fell to his hands and knees, coughing violently, he looked at Eric through bloody eyes.

"This time" he grabbed the massive Oleg around the neck, squeezing with all his might, wrapped his huge biceps around it.

"STAY FUCKING DEAD!"

He wrenched down hard on Oleg's neck, feeling the bones start to split under the pressure he tugged tighter until he had Oleg pinned on the ground in a headlock, squeezing with all his might.

"JUST DAMN WELL DIE!" Eric started to punch Oleg in the face, each blow leaving dents in the giants face as he continued to strike him, each blow seemingy sending shockwaves throughout the surrounding area, windows rattling and debris being unsettled.

Then with a mighty and final blow he managed to twist enough to make the giant lay dormant, his eyes roll back in his skull and the laboured breathing of the beast come to a stop.

Eric relucantly let his grip go as he dropped away from the beast, sighing and catching his breath as he realized Wulf was tearing into the infected that had finally caught up with them. He was bloody, his mouth dripping of gore and sinew where he had torn at them, he let out a long howl and jumped back into the fray.

Eric sighed and joined him, slaughtering them by the dozens in the grey and horrid ambience of the dead city, ash continued to fall on the pair as they slowly made a dent in the horde, each one they killed lay seige to two more replacing them.

Eric for the first time in a while smiled, and truly felt happy

"I finally feel alive"

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Thanks guys, i enjoyed this but we let it stagnate too much and thats what made it go sour.

Much thanks to crysalis for this too ^^ it was fun :)

[zombicidalmaniac]

@alex ive been braindead for the summer so i havnt been able to make and good post up hence them being short.

EDIT:Whos to say Shadow didnt want to kill the doc himself?

[Sigurd]

Sitting himself up slowly,The Leaper ignored the blood flowing from his throat and choked it up across the floor.Crawling over to Eric's foot,he did what none of the others did.He hugged his foot,looking up into his eyes,crying tears of blood.Slowly,he placed his cheek on the foot and bled out,never to rise again...