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Post by Delacroix(Rei) on Aug 19, 2008 6:30:56 GMT
OOC: I've been known to decimate threads before, but I'm in a clam mood.
And since he's going from my old story, I'd think it'd be nice if I could play as wesker.
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Post by Captain Obvious on Aug 19, 2008 6:39:18 GMT
OOC: I guess it could work.I'm just wary, ya know? What's that expression? Once the monkey's out of the bottle he doesn't want to go back in?
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Post by Delacroix(Rei) on Aug 19, 2008 7:20:14 GMT
OOC: First off, How the fuck does a monkey go inside a bottle?
Second, I won't pull out the powers out.
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Post by Captain Obvious on Aug 19, 2008 14:22:36 GMT
The Monkey will go inside the bottle, you just need the training to get him in.
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Post by Scorpio on Aug 19, 2008 14:43:27 GMT
OOC: If that isn't godmodding, I don't know what is. ooc: It's not godmodding to ask for a character, besides, you haven't read Toms work rookie. and.....monkey? learn better metaphors ic: Remo walked backwards down the road firing at the zombies following him, taking his time to make decent shots against them. The tram station was somewhere up the road, hopefully the explosions heard earlier weren't too close to it. "Bring it on dead heads! I'm right here!" He bumped into something, drawing his Widley he turned and fired into it's chest, coming face to face with all 8 feet of it snarling at him. ooc: Kan? me vs nemesis? I can has fight?
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Post by Captain Obvious on Aug 19, 2008 14:52:23 GMT
OOC:Rookie? Damn you.I feel like Raiden now.I've sat here and gone through months of simulations(read, your past rp's), but am still referred to as "That whiny bitch" behind my back Anyway, even in the shadows Wesker controlled things.He always get's minions to do his bidding, basically it would be the role of dungeon master.
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Post by Scorpio on Aug 19, 2008 14:56:23 GMT
ooc: Well, not in resi 2 or 3, he didn't have the resources until he stole the supercomputer at the end of UC. and you're not raiden, everyone hates raiden.
better cut ooc here until more happens ic.
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Post by Kan on Aug 20, 2008 3:08:18 GMT
OOC: Yeh, any more 'conversations' in this rp will be delt with harshly (One word, Nemmeh....). And I am sorry Rei, but no, no one from the original except one, and he has that slot reserved.
Plus read my first rules please. BTW I am pming you something that might satify you since you can't use her.
IC:
The creature was indeed snarling, it's programming very clear. It lets out a low groan and reaches for the man who fired at it. It seems it was programmed for brutality when not dealing with Primary targets.
The monster grabs the man's neck and lifts him up, taking care not to squeeze to hard, it's vile breath hitting the man's face full blast as it raises it's other hand, grabbing the man's leg. A yellowish pus begins to leak from it's hand as a tentacle comes from beneath the skin, searching for exposed skin, to infect the man with it's paralyzing virus.
"U.B.C.S." it groans, as this is the only letters it can speak, but a translator might say....your screwed....
OOC:You got you wish Scorp, and since you are a player I can not insta-kill you, but I am sure you will find a good way out.
BTW Roman you can't run into Scorp as you are heading in the other direction.
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Post by Delacroix(Rei) on Aug 20, 2008 15:05:43 GMT
OOC: Fine, but he's on permanent retainer in future Resi RPs and Roman you have no say in this, you don't even have your wings yet. Also, Kan Wesker pwns Nemesis anyday.
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Name: Karen Garernazi Organization: Umbrella Pharmaceuticals Tokyo Branch Designation: Administrative security consultant Aliases: Dr. Black Height: 5'9" Weight 132 pounds Clearance level A Specialties: Access to almost all classified information regarding Umbrella's security information, Hand to hand combat, Small Arms training, interrogation and negotiation.
"Shit...." I say, coming to realizing immediately that I'm upside down.
"Uggh...my head..." I say, looking around and remembering I was escorting Angela Ashford.
"Miss Ashford...Miss Ashford, Are you here?" I ask, unbuckling my seatbelt and taking out my flashlight and looking around, no sign of life at all.
"Damn..." I say, crawling out of the SUV.
I look around, it's dark but my watch only says it's 11:18 AM then I look around and notice that it's not the sun that's setting, the sun is being blotted out by thick black smoke from several burning buildings.
I listen in on my surroundings and I hear gunfire everywhere.
"Better get away from here, noise equals B.O.W.s. not what I need." I say, walking and taking out my cell phone.
I dial for the home office.
"Sir, It's Black I need a helo lift out of here ASAP." I say, walking towards the station, they have a emergency helicopter pad.
"Black huh?" A familiar voice comes from the other end, Lazar Washington a bureaucrat through and through.
"Yes sir, The Ashford Girl is MIA, I believe I am the only remaining survivor." I say, calmly.
"I saw from the CCTV nasty little accident." He says with absolutely no emotion in his voice whatsoever.
"Do I have a extraction-" I say right before he cuts me off.
"No, you do not, you failed your mission which concludes that you are a liability besides, you're only a security consultant." He says, right before hanging up.
"Damn..." I say, pocketing my cellphone before loading my Desert Eagle XIX with the new .357MAG Fang Face Round.
"Four clips left, 14 round in each, gotta love high caps." I say, walking towards the sounds of gunfire.
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Post by Scorpio on Aug 20, 2008 18:37:40 GMT
Remo turned his face away from the tentacle and pointed both his pistol and magnum right at the large creatures face, firing several times until it dropped him.
It covered it's wounds with its left hand and started swinging with the right. Remo ducked under it, moved behind and leapt onto its back grabbing one of its exposed veins for leverage.
Nemesis swung around trying to throw him off. Knocking back some zombies that were getting close.
"I think we've drawn a crowd here."
When nemesis got close to a wall, Remo pushed off it with his legs, knocking Nemesis face down onto the ground, the zombies started grabbing at his disorientated form as Remo ran off towards the station.
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Post by Kan on Aug 20, 2008 19:45:51 GMT
The creature roars and throws the zombies off of it, sending them over 15 feet away from it. The Hulking form of the creature kneels down and takes off after the man. It pulls it's arm and fist back as he closes the gap between the two very quickly, running faster than any human could.
The roar echos as the thing out runs the man and turns, sending it's fist into the man's chest, sending him flying through the air into a over turned car, a loud groan of pain emitting from the man as he hits the car.
The creature simply walks now towards the man, it's tentacles popping out of both of it's hands.
OOC: The hit wouldn't have hurt Remo to much, but being slammed into the car by the hit would. But nothing fatal.
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Post by Captain Obvious on Aug 20, 2008 20:41:53 GMT
Gordon reloaded his rifle and pulled the charging handle back with a satisfying click. He was running low, only four clips left.He had twelve in his backpack, but those were all empty.Gordon would have to crack open a brick of 223. and reload the clips bullet by bullet to reload.
"Got it!" the gas station guy said, holding up two containers of oil that had appeared seemingly by magic. "Let's rock!" Gordon yelled, getting off his knee and waving everyone to him. As they started backing up, keeping the perimeter secure, Gordon started studying his map.
"Alright, we've got the gas and oil, now the fuses. "Where is the paper building?" Gordon asked, forgetting who had told him. "It's a few blocks down mainstreet, To the West." Someone answered.
"Ok, let's rock." Gordon said. He paused when he heard a few cracks of gunfire in the distance.They stopped quickly.Gordon took off his hat and held it to his chest for a moment, then continued on.
No words were spoken, everyone fell in line behind Gordon.The gas station attendant handling the containers had them on some kind of UPS thing, kinda like a shopping cart for deliveries.He was next to last, followed by one of the guys from the second bar, who seemed to be a dropout of bootcamp, or a guardsman or reservist.
Gordon started walking towards the Newspaper building, checking his map now and then.They could go through alleys, but if they got attacked by ghouls or inside outers in there Gordon was sure they would freak out.
The group walked on.
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Post by Kan on Aug 20, 2008 20:45:12 GMT
ooc: Roman............i told you you would not run into them, plus thats not the character nemmeh is fightin.
And wait for Grigori, I had made it so he could go to the newpaper building.
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Post by Captain Obvious on Aug 20, 2008 20:50:23 GMT
OOC: Shit, I thought station meant gas station, plus the whole nemesis couldn't get too far walking as slowly as he usually does.
Oh, ya didn't specify which direction nemmeh walked, I guess I kinda screwed up there. Edited.
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Post by Scorpio on Aug 21, 2008 0:24:41 GMT
"Okay, let's try that again."
Remo staggered up and swung a left hook at nemesis, who grabbed his fist, then his throat and threw him through a diner window.
"Crap!"
He ran into the kitchen as nemesis broke through the doors. Crawling around out of sight he turned on several gas ovens and stole the first aid box hanging on the wall, not like anyone needed it.
"STARS!"
Making his way to the back door, Remo smashed the bulb on one of the lights, flicking a switch next to the exit. *************************************************** Nemesis rounded the kitchen a second time, the man had eluded him apparently........and what the hell was that hissing noise?
PHWOOOOM!
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Post by Kan on Aug 21, 2008 0:59:47 GMT
The creature groans loudly as the blast hit's it, sending it through the wall into the dining area, hitting a roof support. The roof of the diner quickly comes down onto the creature.
The explosion knocked a weapon from the creature's coat, sending it crashing out of the kitchen back door window, clacking onto the pavement infront of the man as he runs from the explosion.
The creature stops moving as the dust and rubble settles, a low hurt groan coming out. It still was in the land of the living, it's right hand sticking out from beneath the rubble, it's fingers twitching slightly.
The dimmer than before sunlight hits the weapon as the man bends down to take it.
A Winchester Model 1887, an almost ancient model shotgun, recognized worldwide by it's lever loading action, shines as the man picks it up to find it fully loaded.
Before he can have time to admire it the rubble begins to shift, the creatures trademarked groan trying to erupt from beneath the rubble.
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Post by Scorpio on Aug 21, 2008 1:13:27 GMT
Remo tucked his handgun and magnum into his belt, grabbing the shotgun and the kit. He heard shuffling in the rubble behind him.
"Crap. crap!"
Wasting no time, he ducked through the backstreets, continuing towards the tram station, he'd take a breather and patch up when he got on something he could move faster in.
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Post by Delacroix(Rei) on Aug 21, 2008 11:41:01 GMT
I walk down the street, staying in the middle as to not be jumped by B.O.Ws.
"Halfen Street..." I say looking at the street signs.
"About an hour walk from here..." I say, turning the corner and bening smacked right in the face by a man running.
I fall down on the floor and the second I hit the floor I draw my gun and I aim forward.
OOC: Tis your Scorp.
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Post by Scorpio on Aug 21, 2008 11:48:05 GMT
Remo staggered a bit as he ran into the woman, recovering his balance in time to see her pointing the gun at him.
"It's okay, I'm human. But you might want to move."
"STAAAAAARRS!"
"....Big thing probably coming this way, and I kinda dropped a diner on him."
He helped the woman up, slinging his shotgun over his shoulder by the strap, grabbing her by the wrist and pulling her with him as he ran.
"Sorry about this, but if you saw this guy I think you'd be less angry about my actions."
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Post by Delacroix(Rei) on Aug 21, 2008 11:56:50 GMT
I cringe as I get pulled off my feet and I stuggle to keep up.
"What the fuck?" I ask, as I nearly stumble.
"Who are you?!" I ask, regaining my balance and running on my own now.
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Post by Scorpio on Aug 21, 2008 12:08:39 GMT
Remo pulled her around a corner and pressed against the wall holding her back with him. He peeked around, sounded like nemesis was going elsewhere.
"I think we're in the clear. I'm Kyle Remo, private investigator."
He looked back at the woman and lowered his arm, opening the first aid box and bandaging his cuts from the earlier fight.
"Sorry about all that, just got in a bit of a disagreement with one of those things. Big one two, steroid jockey. So what's your name?"
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Post by Delacroix(Rei) on Aug 21, 2008 12:19:35 GMT
I straighten my red tie and I dust of my black suit.
"Karen Garernazi, Umbrella Security Admin Tokyo Branch." I say, looking around.
"You may call me Dr. Black." I say, holstering my pistol and extending my hand in a greeting gesture.
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Post by Scorpio on Aug 21, 2008 12:53:39 GMT
"Tokyo?" Remo looked around.
"Kind of a long way from the office aren't you? and ending up in a bad place too."
He finished bandaging his wounds and tucked the remains of the kit away, checking his ammo, still plenty of pistol rounds.
"I'm heading to the tram, there is supposed to be an evac chopper at the church, you up for a team up?"
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Post by Delacroix(Rei) on Aug 21, 2008 12:57:07 GMT
I look at him and raise an eyebrow.
"I'm here on an assignment, the happenings of this city are of no consequence to me." I say, walking in the direction of the church.
"And Tokyo Branch has just as much jurisdiction here than anywhere else." I say, attaching the flashlight to the Deagle.
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Post by Kan on Aug 21, 2008 13:20:19 GMT
OOC: I gotta ask this Rei, please remember to hold onto the weapon with both hands, or her shoulder will be ripped from it's socket from the recoil.
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Post by Captain Obvious on Aug 23, 2008 0:34:40 GMT
Gordon executed another one of those lizard creatures with a shot through it's eye.He was getting good at this.
The group had only been attacked by the licking things once, but a shotgun blast to it's exposed brain ended the threat before it became a problem. Gordon scanned the area around the Raccoon Times building with his CAR.A few shambling zeds, no more lizards or creepy crawlies. He motioned the team to follow, and they stepped onto the lawn, walking towards the two glass doors that opened into a lobby.
Gordon opened the left door, then quickly covered both sides of the lobby with his weapon.Empty, except for a slight spatter of blood on the floor directly behind the glass doors. He motioned everyone to follow him in, then locked the doors behind them.
"Where would the supply room be?" Gordon quietly asked the man who had spoken up earlier.
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Post by Kan on Aug 23, 2008 1:22:42 GMT
The man points to a steel shutter, "Up the stairs, but we need to get that shutter up" no sooner than when he finished his sentence a loud pounding against the other side of the shutter can be heard.
A shrieking noise can be heard above the pounding, and the screech of metal against claws hitting the group's eardrums.
Suddenly the shutter gives, a clawed hand poking out, ripping it open. The head of a misshapen female pops out, with a long tongue hanging out of her mouth, though no where near as long as the other. Her skin is pure red, slight muscle pulsationg beneath it. The female finishes ripping through the steel shutter and leaps through, climbing onto the walls, faster and more unpredictable than the others.
This thing looks to be a cross between a more viscious looking zombie and the licker creatures, the middle link between them one might say.
The once human female uses her claws to pierce the gas station drunk through the chest, chowing down on the arm as the others surround it. It lets out a unearthly shriek and jumps at another drunk, narrowly missing Gordon, and slamming him onto the ground, it's middle lenght tongue wrapped around his throat. The man tries to scream as the tongue leaves his throat and is shot towards another man as the creature lifts it's head, all the while gunfire hitting it.
Suddenly the glass in the door busts in, three fully evolved licking creatures storming in. The news man drunk shouts, "Into the stair well, we can barricade it off!!!!" before running through the ripped up shutter.
No matter how much lead the group has, it would be unable to hold off more licking creatures, as it seemed the almost dead In between licker was calling them to her.
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Post by Captain Obvious on Aug 23, 2008 1:32:05 GMT
"Jesus Christ, its the fu**ing momma! Everyone up the stairs!!!" Gordon screamed, dropping a flashbang and booking it to the shutter. He stopped before the entrance and pushed one of the drunks through, then emptied his CAR into the female as it tried to climb up the stairs.
The thing screamed at Gordon and started sprinting on all fours up the stairs.The news drunkard shotgunned her as she leaped through the air, the force of the pellets knocking her back the stairs.Gordon dropped another flashbang and helped the soldier through the broken shutter, before jumping through himself.The mega licker screeched at them from the bottom of the stairs, probably in pain, but possibly in anger.
As he reloaded his CAR, Gordon asked the obvious question.
"What the hell are we supposed to barricade this place with?"
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Post by Kan on Aug 24, 2008 18:54:22 GMT
The group can hear cursing in the russian language, as an explosion sends another licking creature through the wall above the group, landing on the staircase with a loud thud.
A large man, wearing the UBCS uniform jumps through the hole, a grenade launcher in his hand, and a large blood stain on his chest, apparently from a fight with the Regis Licker. "Get up the stairs now!" the man shouts, with a thick Russian accent before charging through the group and at the gathering lickers. The large man jumps, firing his grenade launcher mid air, sending the Regis Licker sprawling down the stair case.
The large man collides with another licker, the both of them tumbling down and taking the others with them. The man's finger twitches as he lands, pulling the trigger and sending a grenade up at the ceiling, the rubble blocking off the lickers from the group.
Now stuck the Russian man quickly reloads with a napalm round and aims it at a nearby cluster of gas containers, the plastic red kind. He mutters a phrase in Russian before firing, setting the whole of the first floor aflame.
"See you in hell"
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The group can hear the explosions as the napalm grenade strikes the gasoline, starting a chain reaction, and the end result being the dying screams of the creatures below.
After a few minutes a silence the news drunk speaks up, "Come on, the fuses should be next to the printer, its a few more flights up".
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Remo and Black ~~~~~~~~~~
As the two finish their chat a large thud can be heard above them, small bits and pieces of stone falling the the top of a nearby building.
At the very top is the same hulking creature, but this time carrying a very large rocket launcher, his deeps sighs audible even over the screams and groans around the two. The figure raises it's launcher and prepares to fire.
It was obviously pissed.
"U.B.C.S."
OOC: BTW scorp thats all he can say now, just these letters in this sequence.
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Post by Captain Obvious on Aug 24, 2008 19:45:08 GMT
"Gladly" Gordon said. Too much BS had happened to them in the past half hour for him to be overjoyed about the inside outers dieing, he just wanted to leave this hellish city as soon as humanly possible.
"You, reload these." Gordon said, pointing at the newsman.He handed him his empty clips, along with a brick of 552. from his backpack.As the man got to work, everyone started heading up the grimy stairwell, the roaring flames beneath them, and the unknown above.
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