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 Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2007 1:41 pm
"Ok." David said, talking to Kalila. "I'll lead with mizuki." He continued, not likeing the thought. He put down alex, standing him up. He shook alex a little bit trying to wake him. Finally, he got a little angry. He punched Alex on top of the head, just hard enough to wake him up.
"OW! What you do that for." Alex said, rubbing his head. "I had to wake you up. You stay here with Kalila." David said finally regaining his big goofy smile. "Ok..." Alex said, still rubbing his head. Alex pulled out his smith & western, and his putting his wakizashi at his side.
David walked away, still holding his dagger, and with both uzies at his side.
David climbed got to mizuki and said, "Kalila told me to stay in the front with you..." He said, glaring at him in a way that read, Trust me, I don't wanna be here either.
Alex waited for Kalila and Nicholas to go down the ladder, then he pulled out his sniper while waiting, to take a look around.
He looked around trying to see any zombies that might be near. Most of them were at the onion bomb, fighting over who would get there first. Alex wasn't much in the mood to speak right now... after all, he had just been waken up from a good nap by a complete idiot... After Kalila and Nicholas went down the ladder, Alex put the gun on his back, then followed.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2007 2:29 pm
Eri was shaking out of fear, the change in personality with Ada had shaken her to the bone. "I-I...." She begun. She shook her head. "N-Nevermind..." She said. She got up and went up to a window, and she opened it, then turned back to look at Nikita. She had a blank look on her face for a moment, then suddenly, she grabbed her head and fell to her knees."Oh shoot..." She said, coughing into her hand, when she moved her hand away, she saw blood and her eyes went wide. She wiped it off on her jeans, then wiped her mouth. I can't...not until I get out of here... gotta...keep them...safe...... She got up and started to go out of the window, but stopped. She turned, a blank expression on her face. She had become one of them.
[Don't worry 3nodding I wouldn't end it so soon...you'll see...]
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2007 3:13 pm
Smiling slyly, Crimson replied,
"What secret?"
She took off the foil, revealing a large Tiramsu, enough for everyone, including the ones not present at the dining table. Then, she galdly served everyone a portion, rewrapping the rest for the others.
"Enjoy!"
She watched them dig, enjoying the ay they moaned in apreciation.
[[Gah, how do you spell apericiation? >><< ]]
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2007 3:18 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2007 7:51 pm
((I had to look up what Tiramsu was. I've never heard of a desert called that before. But it sounds delicious from what I read.))
Garath listened but he was positive the ginsing wasn't really what they were looking for. Ginsing was used as a spice and while it might help in some cases it couldn't cause people to colapse. But before he could say anything Nina did. He had never heard of Kava Kava before. but if it was used by humans as a spice, it probably wouldn't cause people to colapse. But he wasn't going to be the nay sayer so he kept queit. It might work, so it was best not to say anything. Optimisum was better then pessimisum. He stayed quiet just thinking to himself. When Crimsom brought out the desert he stared at it. He had never seen anything like it before but it looked delicious. "It looks amazing. You've out done yourself with this." He took a small bite from his serving. "It tastes even better tehn it looked."
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 2:18 pm
"Oh my God!" Nina exclaimed as Crimson revealed the dessert. "The best Italian dessert in the whole world..." She cooed. "You just brought a little bit of heaven into everyone's life..." She said to Crimson with a grin. She put all the sink, put all the plates away, and walked back into the dining room. As Crimson handed her her share, Nina accepted it quickly making her way back to her seat.
After Garath took his bite, Nina took hers. "That is so good..." Nina mumbled to herself after swallowing. "You guys who feel down and out right now... This'll pick you right back up." She said with her fork still partially in her mouth. "It'll caffine you up a bit." she said with a nod. "You are amazing with the morals of this group." She said turning to Crimson. "You're an amazing cook that I'm definately gonna stick close to when this blows over." She said, refering to the outbreak. The thought kind of ruined the moment of delight for her though. She didn't want to think about the outbreak. "You even have enough for the people on their way..." She said with a smile. "And it's perfect... It uses a lot of the things we can't use once the power goes out." She mumbled the last part to herself. She didn't want to make everyone else sad as well. She threw the thought out.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 2:41 pm
Garath savored each bite of it. "What is this called I"ve never seen any thing like it before. I'm guessing from what Nina said it's an italian desert." He continued eating letting himself forget everything. He stopped worrying about what would come next. It was better to live moment to moment and not worry at all. He heard Nina's comemt mumbled under her breath. He knew she was right but it didn't bother him as much as it would have. Instead it made him feel sad for her. She had to keep thinking about every thing because she was the leader, and thus couldn't let go as the rest had. He finally leened over closer to her and said under his breath so no one other then her could hear."If the power goes out we'll cope as we have with every thing else. In some ways the worst has past as I doubt dealing without power will be worse then fighting zombies." He siad this in an effort to cheer her up.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 4:58 pm
[[AND THEN THOMAS PULLED A HUGE WIRELESS GENERATOR OUT OF HIS BACKPACK XD.]]
Thomas, after finishing up his Spaghetti put a very small amount of Crimson's desert on his plate, he wasn't very good at handeling sweet stuff, it sometimes made him sick.
Thomas fealt like his idea was two step forward and one step back. He wasn't sure if the muscle relaxant would inable the infected, but it would slow them down... If they already have trouble moving because of the decay, it should make walking extremely difficult. If anything, the meat itself would slow them down.
Thomas didn't want to ruin the somewhat normal moment with a reminder about the plan to go to Wal-Mart, but he had to ask.
"So Nina, when we go to Wal-Mart, I assume we're going to use Terry's truck. If it's alright with you guys, I would like to be the one to throw the meat at the Infected. Or maybe handle one of the guns?"
Thomas didn't really like guns, but if, for a moment, pretended it was a video game like Halo, he would be okay.
"And once we're there, will we baracade the doors with the isles? That would take alot of time and a couple people. So we would need a few people to guard the interance with high powered guns. The seargant might have some, but if not there should be something in the hunting section..."
Thomas was attempting to calculate the amount of the isles they would need to guard windows, and doors. Two isles stacked against eachother should do fine.
It was then that Thomas remembered, the entrances probably had chained gates or something, but they couldn't rely on that. They might not hold up, even if they are there. They also would not protect the windows...
"Also, what will we do with Terry's car once we get there? If we leave it out, we might aswell accept not getting it back. It will be way to contaminated to use. His car is one of our main advantages over the zombies."
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 5:00 pm
Terry bit his lip in anxiety as he kicked down the small throttle commandingly. The car jerked back a bit before zooming ahead. It was like a light at the end of the tunnel, except the dark part were hordes of zombies and the light was a screeching left turn. He snickered under his breath at the thought of this in all of the excitement.
"Here, take this!" he yelled over the roar of the engine as handed her the butt of an MG6 pistol. Before he turned to look back at the road he recognized the MA12 gage she had carried with her. He had ammo for that somewhere in the back. He can't get it now, but he could direct her.
"Hey, uhh JAIN, look for the red box in the back that reads "MA12 armored shell rounds! Load your shotgun and make us a path!" he told her as he barely made it around another horde of infected, losing his side mirror with them...
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 3:24 pm
Nina left Crimson to answer Garath's question. It's completely her credit. She made it and she deserves to explain her creation... She needs a moment in the sun. She looks like someone who was neer appreciated enough even though she's such a good kid. She thought as she enjoyed the delectable treat, using her way of "kid" again, even though they were the same age.
Garath leaned in to whisper something and Nina did too, so she could comprehend what he was saying all the way. There is nothing more annoying to the person whispering then when the person your talking to doesn't hear you. I'd like to keep Garath happy... She thought with a light blush at their proximity. Garath whispered his words of encouragement and Nina smiled at him genuinely. "You're right..." she whispered back, her optimism beaming. "I've got wonderful set plans for the 'road' ahead." She said refering to their method of suvival.
As if Thomas heard what she had said the young man asked her questions about their group transfer to Wal-mart. Nina gave him a Chesire cat grin.
"You're talking to a Zombie apocolypse, human-survival expert here..." the latina said pointing to herself smirking. "I have this whole thing planned out." She assured, looking around the group, to assure them as well. She shot Garath a smile, since it was kind of what she had been talking about with him. "We're using Terry's truck and the car Reshion went and fetched for us." She stated crossing her arms now. She was in complete business mode now. She took out her zombie attack Survival book and smacked it down on the table. She opened up one of the pages and a couple of notebook pages of folded noted fell to the table. "I've been planning this escape to Wal-mart for a while... Before any of this real zombie nonsense." She said picking up one of the pages and unfolding it. There were directions written on it with pen. "This is the shortest distance to the store." She stated flapping the page once in the air.
"You can indeed be the one to toss the meat since it was your brilliant plan." She said with a smile at Thomas. "But... You have to give it a good throw. If you can't throw, then when Nicholas gets back... He has a good throwing arm." She said, looking at Thomas. "But... You can handle a gun if you know the basics to one." She turned her attention back to the notes.
"First off... We're crashing the truck through the glass to keep it inside with us... But we'll park it after the isles to be even more strength behind 'em." She said with a nod. This little bit of information wasn't in her notes, but the idea popped into her head and she went with it. "Also... There should be bags of cement somewhere in the hardware section... We have to get to the area before the power runs out so we can get water to make the cement. We'll use the cement to help barricade off all of them enterance ways and windows... Along with isles and the truck." She said the whole thing confidently. "I saw Terry had a bunch of guns in his passenger seat... We should be good on guns... But that hunting section will still come in handy if we ever need ammo." She said, idley messing with the hilt of her rapier on her waist. She didn't even know about all the guns, ammo, and medical supplies in the bed of the truck.
"When we get there we'll split up into three groups: One will take care of barricading and fortfying the enterance ways, another will go kill off all the zombies running around the inside of the store, and the last group will fight off the infected from the enterances as the barricades are being made." She stated simply. "We'll worry about everything else later... After all... We will be in a store that has almost anything you ever need or will need. Plus... I have it written down in my notes." She said putting the paper back into the book, and putting the book back in her back pocket.
She sat slumped in her chair and looked around at everyone. "Questions? If you got any go ahead and throw them at me." She said with an approving nod. "After questions we'll decide who gets put into wha group..." She said with another smirk, crossing her arms again.
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 5:15 pm
Garath considerred the plan. It seemed straight forward without any flaws. "Is there any way we can get a copy of the floor plans? From the internet or any place in the walmart? Because there will probably be loading areas and other exits we wouldn't commenly know about. Thats my only question." He considerred which group he would want to be in. He decided that he would just deal with it. Any of them seemed good and he was sure he could do any of the three. He hoped he would be with Nina but other then that he didn't care. All were important jobs.
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 6:37 pm
Nikita waited for a response, but it seemed that the virus had taken it's toll on Eri. She was pale, and her eyes seemed distant. Her skin had become ashy and gray, as if she had died but her body refused to stop functioning. He watched her as she got up and opened the window. "You don't have to leave yet..." He said, sounding more like a child than anything. He honestly did not want her to leave. He was worried for her. I rather keep her safe, not walking around with zombies. He thought. Even with the possibility that she'll probably attack us when she turns... He decided to push his thoughts away, afraid that Eri's mood would be affected by his.
He gave Eri a wide smile, but it was wiped away when he saw her fall to the floor. Come on, Eri. He thought as he heard her start coughing. Keep yourself together. He walked towards her and put his hand on her, gently rubbing her back. He saw the blood in her hand when she coughed. He had to do something to help her. But there was nothing he could do. She was dying, and that was it. No miracle surgery and no magical pills. He had already accepted that. Death was a part of life. But this is a f*cked up way to go. He thought to himself. "Sit down." He told her as she got up again. "Drink some water. You'll feel better. I promise." But she didn't seem to hear him. When she reached the window, she suddenly stopped and Nikita's heart sank as she turned and revealed her face. She looked like she had been dead for a few hot hours. Her skin was a foul shade of gray, her breathing hard and raspy, and her eyes were lifeless. Nikita got up and took a step back as he gripped his rifle tightly. He didn't know what was happening to her, but he was able to regain his ability to speak. "There's something wrong with your face." He said, with AK47 still in hand.
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 6:58 pm
(omg...I so did not post this. My friend has run of my account, and I guess he found this thread. I'm on hiatus from Gaia, that and the fact that I lost my internet, so I will be gone for about 3 days to a week.)
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 3:33 pm
((Continue on RPing as if jupiter_hector did not post this last post. I am making him edit it... Because he made his character pull stuff out his @$$... It's not fair to the story))
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Posted: Thu Aug 23, 2007 3:37 pm
Laughing, Crimson smiled some more, and said,
"I don't really know anything more than how to make it, and where it came from. But, I do have a few spins on this, and many other recipes."
Then, she sat down, and ate her dessert, savoring her the apperication(sp?) that was layered on top, making it all the more delicious. She listened to them talk about what would happen when they had to move out of Nina's house.
The seriousness make the tiramsu a little bitter now.
Bittersweet, what an oxymoron, she thought with a sigh.
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