GSMY was smiling in his heart. He finally had a gun, and with the ammo clip he could at least do some damage all around. Lloyd notices the index card in Simon's shirt pocket, and started to examine it. He almost forgots to pick up his Shovel. Standing over Simon he says a quick prayer for Simon and himself as he rams the knife into Simon's head to make sure, zombies don't infect him and revive him. Then there was a back room and the back wall. He checked the wall where the weapons were. "Yo guys, anyone who needs a weapon take something off the wall. He knocked on the door to see if it was a person within hiding from the zombies. Then asked the others to check with him.




Game Plan to shorten above:

1. Take and check the index card

2. Pick up my Shovel

3. Stab Simon in the head, so he can't get revived

4. Check the back wall for any weapons and take them in order to give them out for the others who need them.

5. Ask AZ and one of the others to help with the door. The other to open it and AZ and myself aiming our weapons for what might be behind the door.
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What do you want here something witty? **** you I ain't that smart.

sprays his ear witth a little bit of the fist aid spary and notices that his ear fels much better. "can i have the next gun that we find?? " ---
i like chicken:) and....................RESIDENT EVIL!!!

lets get into that back room hopes theres another assault rifle or somthing back there
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i like chicken:) and....................RESIDENT EVIL!!!

(Question: Is the noise coming from the well or the abandoned shack?)

(If the noise is coming from the shack)

*I walk ever so cautiously towards the well, my shotgun trained on the well the whole time. When I get close up to the well, I aim my shotgun down it firmly grasping the the gun.*

*I scream into the well.*

"IS ANY ONE DOWN THERE!?!?!?!? hahahahaha."

*I turn and look at the shack; I walk over to it.*

*I cautiously kick open the door to the shack with my one good leg being careful not to apply to much pressure on the wound. I quickly jump back away from the shack and wait to see if something comes out.*

(If the strange noise is coming from the well)

*Walking quickly towards the shack, I keep my shotgun trained on the well. When at the shack I quickly throw open the door and creep in slowly looking in all directions for signs of danger.*

*With a firm voice.*

"Is there anyone here!?"

*I slowly but aggressively search the main area of the shack.*

(If noises are coming from the well and the shack)

*I walk ever so cautiously towards the well, my shotgun trained on the well the whole time. When I get close up to the well, I aim my shotgun down it firmly grasping the the gun.*

*With a loud serious voice*

"IS ANYONE DOWN THERE!?"

*I keep my shotgun on the well for a little longer before turning it's power to the shack.*

*I turn and look at the shack; I walk over to it.*

*I cautiously kick open the door to the shack with my one good leg being careful not to apply to much pressure on the wound. I quickly jump back away from the shack and wait to see if something comes out.*

*With a firm voice.*

"Is there anyone in there!?"

*I slowly enter the shack.*

*With the shotgun pointed at the entrance then into the main area of the shack.*

(If my health drops to danger in any of these scenarios make me use my herb mixture please)

Status:Okay {Ankle wound that may be worse or less severe depending on FF}
Equip:Shotgun (5/7)
Items:Shotgun Shells (7/7), Green/Red Herb Mix, Class Lvl. 1 Keycard Starter Kit
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The Forest, houses, and prison are the key areas left in the village. The only way out is through the research center, but it's locked for the time being.

lj watches in shock and disgust as GSMY stabs Simon in the face. lj glances over and sees the horrific expression on TJ face. " I don't know if he's going be able to take too much more of this place before he snaps." lj thinks to himself. lj walks toward the back room "I doubt Simon would lock himself in here if anything was back there." With that said lj puts his hand on the sam and enters the room.

lj-
[Status]: Okay
[Equipped]: Samurai Edge(11/18; Burst), Crowbar(Def. Item)
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, Warehouse Office Key, Blue Gemstone


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President is Bush, vice president is Dick, so a whole lot of ******* is what we gonna get- Talib Kweli

*The Ivy is slow...The guys all group up...*

"well Natus...you know that thing you do?? Now would be a good time to do it!" MF blurts out...

"Um...Ivy...another RE thing...erm...Fire! But don't use bullets, it's useless against them." Natus explains, rushed.

"I got just the thing..." MF mutters, reaching for his case...
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"It's coming...It's not going to stop...it'll never stop...it's coming for us...It's coming to kill us..."

(My post will include last update since I missed it like a jerk face)

The walk to Tower R was uneventful…and quiet. None of us were much up for unnecessary chatter, since it could also alert monsters as to our locale.

Anyway, we made it there, and had no choice but to wait for Furious, as we quickly learned. I was planning on killing some time by investigating House 300, but before I could tell the others this, Furious appeared.

"Thanks for coming, guys. I already checked out the roof, but the controls for the gun turret must be on another floor. We also can't get into the basement, as I'm sure you must know..." MF summarized.

I nearly tackled him. But a happy tackle. "MF! Hey! You’re okay!" It was good to see that he was still among the living, seeing as how our friends were picked systemically picked off my the ****ing Trio and their little ***** the Judge. "We’re all here now, so let’s check this place out."

Things were looking up…for once.

"Step on up, guys, and we can head back up to the Fourth Floor, and work our way down." MF announced.

"Sounds like a plan!" I told him with a grin. We were an unstoppable force as long as we worked as a team. I was certain of this.

Furious was about to key up the ‘vater, but Nate asked him, "Can I do it?"

What’s it matter WHO does it???

"Uh... Sure... Ok..." MF said, confused, but he lets him. Nate seems awfully happy about this. Too happy? But why?

Upon putting the key in its place, Nate closes his eyes and sticks out his tongue to mock it.

Ooooookaaay…

Fourth floor, here we come.

We reached it, half-expected an immediate attack, but were glad to be wrong. One room…hmph. And a buttload of computers. Grrreeat…

Papers, everywhere. It’d take ages to sort through those for anything of note. Nothing caught my eye. But what happened here? The Trio rampage through here as well? Almost definite. Did we come up here for nothing? Did these computers control the turrets? Only one way to find out.

Wait, there it was! A turret! Outside that window!

MF pointed to a screen, saying, "Guys... You are not going to believe this..."

I trotted over. “What’s up, Furious?” I saw. “Ugrgh…” The damn thing displayed a massive ERROR message. What? Circuit C7?? We didn’t have that!! So much for positive thinking! Damn it!

"Is there anything Karter didn't think of?!" I yelled, beginning to lose my cool, again.

"Yeah... There is..." MF sounded distant, but then he snapped back into reality, "He didn't think we'd get into the safe!"

And?

Nate also didn’t follow. "And what does that have to do with our current situation?"

"I remember AZ saying that he had found a computer circuit in his safe compartment! What else could that circuit go to?!"

I was still pissed. "Well... Then we can't do anything with the Turret at this moment, and we've just wasted a good chunk of time." I should have just gone to House 300…

"That doesn't mean all was for naught." Natus smiled, "There are still several more floors to go down."

Touche. "Yeah... Sorry to get so jumpy..."

"Hey! What is that?!" Nate called out, jabbing a finger upwards.

The hell was that thing? A mobile camera?? Weird. It then illuminated an emblem of some sort under some papers. But I smelled a trap.

"A message from above?" asked Nate.

I didn’t trust it. "Or trickery from below?" I offered defiantly.

"That's a familiar looking robot." Natus commented, "Guys... we should er... We should...check the farm..."

(cont'd)

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"It's a travesty of corruption!" - Felix Blunk

Familiar robot? He knows something…again! Damn it, why’s he hiding something from us?? We’ve been through quite a bit together; didn’t he trust the rest of us? I bided my time. We would discuss this.

"Ummmmm, that's kinda..." MF started, but trailed off. He didn’t care for that idea, I gathered.

"Guys, have we given up so easily on the turret?" Nate pleads, "Maybe we can reach it manually!"

How? "Nate... The thing is smack in between the fourth floor and the roof. We can't lean down from the roof and reach it, and if we get through this window I seriously doubt we would be able to reach up and grab it..."

"So how did they get it there?!" Nate asked.

Didn’t know, didn’t care. Irrelevant now. But MF answered him. "Crane, or something. Maybe they lowered a platform from the roof. I don't know... But all I DO know is that we can't reach that turret."

"Well then, what about these other computers? Couldn't one of them control the turret instead?"

I had to admire Nate’s tenacity.

Natus shrugged. "Um... Possibly..."

We decided to give it a go, and looked over the other computer screens. Nothing. Damn it…

"Natus, what did you mean about saying that camera looks familiar?"

MF wasn’t one to wait. At least the question was out there. I looked to Natus for his reply.

"I... um... Nothing really. Things just come out of my mouth and I don't even understand them sometimes."

Yeah, right. Bull****. "Let's head down a floor guys." I said, willingly to change to subject. I’d get the truth from Seymour at a later time.

"Well, if this village has taught us anything, nothing we find is worthless." MF carefully made his way to the emblem, after the camera’s beam moved off of it. But the camera quickly swung back and hit MF with its beam.

Crap! Why’d it do that? What purpose did it serve? Was the Trio watching it through that thing?? I flipped the camera-mobile the bird. At any rate, we shuffled into the elevator again, but Natus lagged. Christ, come on, man!

"Natus! Come on. What's wrong with you?" I said.

"Oh, nothing. Just thought something was going to happen... Nothing big. Silly robot."

Right. Just keep spreading those lies on like butter on toast, my friend. But he joined us.

"Now how about we finish off this tower, then we can-"

"JUDGEMENT!"

I snarled at the Judge’s announcement of his return. Bastard.

"****, that thing is back on the loose. Let's get moving." MF said, he was taking a decent charge here. With that key, I really didn’t have choice but to follow, lest I get stuck up here. "Third floor, house wares and furniture!" he joked.

I smiled slightly.

The third floor was deluminated, but I could still see well enough. A bathroom on the left…

“I could stand to take a whiz. Literally!” I grinned.

Numerous cubicles in the distance begged to be explored. A notebook got my attention. I made a move to grab it, but the lights fire up, which catches me off guard, and the plants head toward us. 2 of ‘em.

They’ve been mutated as well?! Not a zombie, more like a thing like what the others told us about Charlie Greene. Mutation… ****ing viruses!!

"Ivy!" Natus squawked.

Furious had a flare gun. He could torch one us those ****s. He knew it, and asked if he should use it.

“Furious, I think one of those things would do well to be roasted, and not comedically if you catch my drift. I’ll then give it a kick into the other one. They’ll both go up in flames!”

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"It's a travesty of corruption!" - Felix Blunk

On the ride down to the third floor, Nate tucked the note he had found up above away into his notebook. As the group of four stepped off the elevator, still shaken by the distant bellowing of the Judge, Nate suddenly had an idea. Whatever that camera thing had been, it had proved to be useful by pointing out that key that MF had retrieved. They should go back and get it and some point, or at least look more closely at it.

Nate scanned the room before voicing this. "Once we've cleared this floor, we should go back up and find out just what in the heck that little robot was. Could prove useful."

Stepping forward, crossbow at the ready, Nate's eyes fell on the door to the lavatories on his left. Scanning the rest of the room, he noted all the cubicles and wondered why they were here, until he remembered the description on the village map. Eyes still alertly darting all over the room, he eventually noticed a door at the back of the office, presumably for whatever managerial staff they had working on this floor. Still looking, he noted the posters, some plants, and a notebook at his feet. Lowering his crossbow, he bent over and picked it up, not even noticing that Tur had just made a grab for it. As he did, the lights flickered to life, startling him a bit.

Tucking the notebook into the back of his pants, underneath his shirt, he raised the crossbow and rescanned the room for what had caused them to come on. Those plants were moving! What in all of the Nine Hells was going on here?! Walking plants?! There was no other explanation than they mutants just like everything else they had seen. Still, they would have to prove hostile before he opened fire. Watching them intently, he heard the others speak.

"Well, Natus... you know that thing you do? Now would be a good time to do it!" What the hell did that mean?

"Um... Ivy... another RE thing... erm... Fire! But don't use bullets, it's useless against them." Ivy?! How had they not noticed it earlier?! How the hell did Seymour know all this?! Nate wasn't sure whether to impale Seymour or the plants.

"I got just the thing..." A flare gun?! Was there really no other way to take care of them? Could they not simply avoid them? Was the flare gun not better saved for using it for what it was made for? Nate glanced over and Furious, but Tur interrupted him.

“Furious, I think one of those things would do well to be roasted, and not comedically if you catch my drift. I’ll then give it a kick into the other one. They’ll both go up in flames!” he exclaimed.

"Don't! Not yet!" he cautioned. He wanted to see what those things would do before they let loose on them. They may not have to use any ammo at all. They may not even be hostile. This was a very odd situation indeed.

"Let's see what they do, first..."

Nate raised his crossbow and intently watched the plants for any sign of hostility. If they did show any hostility at all, he was ready to impale them. He was no professional archer, but he had stayed at a Holiday Inn not long ago.


[Status]
Fine

[Equip]
Crossbow(1/1) - in hands.
Aluminum Baseball bat (Def. Item) - down back of shirt.

[Items]
Starter Set [Ordering Sheet] - back left pocket.
$600 - back right pocket, in wallet.
'LT:E' Key - right front pocket.
[Yellow Herb, Blue Herb] - right front pocket.
Green/Green Herb Combo - left front pocket.
Quiver(4/4) - across back.

Standing their, watching that camera roll to and fro on the ceiling, I remember why I chose to work for Umbrella. I had heard the stories: how the medicinal work and products they created were just a front for bioweapon production, but the idea of working with some of the brilliant minds of our time was too enticing. I had head a rumor that a Dr. Duvall from Europe was attempting to combine the T and G viruses to make some sort of biometric shield. When I heard that, I was hooked: I studied chemistry, biology, working late in labs, took up law enforcement as a 'hobby,' and graduated with honors, first in my class.

The chance to work with the best and brightest, to create an unstoppable shield for military conflict, it all seemed to fall into place.

But that was before I came to this village.

Now that I have seen what Umbrella has developed, now that I have seen the raw power of the T-Virus, how people have risen to a god-like status, creating life from death, I no longer want a part in any of this. 'We are gonna bring this place to the ground, starting with that monster, and finishing with those **** who dare call themselves gods.' I say to myself.

As I walk over to the emblem on the floor, the camera on wheels suddenly shoots me with it's beam of light. Caught like a deer in the headlights, I look back at my compatriots. "****!" The camera emits three loud beeps, then rolls away. Enough of this, and the four of us head for the elevator. "Natus, come on! What are you waiting for?"

From the look on his face, I can tell he is surprised that nothing has happened. Tur and I look at each other, almost as if we are thinking the exact same thing: This guy is more than he seems....

When it stops on the third floor, we walk out into what looks like a typical office building. Cubicles, an office, a bathroom, two man-eating mutated plants, some posters, some-

Huh?

"The plants....are ALIVE? Natus, what are they?" I shout.

"Ivys! Bullets won't work against them! MF, use your flare gun."

Right! This thing will burn right through them. I take it out from my pocket, but before I fire, I look at the faces of my comrades. Tur and Natus are obviously waiting for me to fire, but something in Nate's face makes me hesitate. Its then that I realize that I canNOT shoot! "Guys, we may need this to get off this rock. I only have one shot!"

Making my mind up to not fire, I quickly holster the flare gun, and take in my surroundings. I see the notebook lying in front of me. Thinking that it may be the only thing of value in the room, and it being closest to me, I run in, grab the notebook, and quickly run back to the group.

The two plants are almost on us now. "Should we try and hide in the bathroom, or get back into the elevator?"

The things are almost on us now, and the four of us huddle together, weapons at the ready. "Just say the words, guys, fire or flee?"

Status: Fine
Equipped: Handgun (15/15)
Items: (Jacket - Empty Flashlight), Starter Kit, $500, RT:E Key, Flare Gun (1/1), Shadow Emblem, NOTEBOOK

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There's more to life than video games! Like television!

MF wasn't going to fire?! Nate had convinced him not to?! God damn it!!! Like any rescue choppers would come!! Idiots!! We weren't going to be rescued! The only way we were getting out of this alive was to "rescue" ourselves.

And Nate suggests we wait to see what they do? Was he insane? EVERYTHING here was hostile!!! I refused to wait and get killed.

"****! Furious!! I guess I'll have to turn 'em into compost then!!"

Maybe a good enough zap from Mr. Shocky would set one on fire...

[Status]: Okay
[Equipped]: Sam (10/18 - Single), Mr. Shocky (Def. Item, 50% Battery)
[Items (5/8)]: Starter Kit [Encrypted Note], $500, Water Emblem, Mr. Stabby, 'House 300 Key'

THE BATTLE PLAN

1. Drive Mr. Stabby deep into one of them.
2. Use Mr. Shocky full blast directly inside said puncture wound
3. Sidekick it into the other one (even if it doesn't catch fire) and head down the hall.

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"It's a travesty of corruption!" - Felix Blunk

I don't know if I did this already, but on the ride down on the elevator, I'd like to share the file I found with the others before stashing it away in the notebook.

Closed.

Strike 1- AZ
Strike 2- CC
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I think FFDragon just became my new Idol. Screw Clockspider. ~Crimson Sword

*Observes GSMY as he examines the index card.. while learning of it, he transfers ammo from the reserve clip into the clip of the CH.. shaking his head slightly at the outcome of the events, but knowing he might very well have just saved the lives of five others.. again.*

"Well.. let's finish up in here, and get going.. we still have the Warehouse to finish off before we regroup with the rest of the crew at the Tower.."


*Takes time to check the back room now that Simon is no longer playing guardsman..*

"Let's see what he was trying to hide.."

[Status]: Fine
[Equipped]: Modified Handgun (15/15), Survival Knife (Def. Item)
[Items]: $500, Starter Kit, Clip (2/15), Green Herbs x2, Computer Circuit, Cookie, Lv. 2 Key Card, Blank Yellow Book
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<OOC> Nothing great or anything. But it gets the job done...I think.</OOC>

After helping NES gain his footing again, he had stood on his own without aid. LJ looked at someone revoltingly, and she mirrored the action when seeing GSMY’s actions. He prayed for the deceased man, only to desecrate and despoil Simon’s corpse afterwards. He then just waltzed off towards some room. Her mouth hung slightly as she shook her head delicately; he acted as though these were common occurrences. An unspoken fear now appeared.

‘What if I turn out like that?’

The though was disturbing. To become so accustomed to violence that she accepted it, and ultimately became some stoic shell. Her face creased in distaste. Rachel’s eyes drifted to Az as he reloaded. She was certain she saw regret, before it briefly dwindled to content. He had forced himself to take life, obviously to keep the others and herself from harm. Still, that couldn’t have been easy for him.

“Well.. let's finish up in here, and get going.. we still have the Warehouse to finish off before we regroup with the rest of the crew at the Tower..”

“Az, uh…well done...doing that…was necessary.” She spoke to the leader.

‘No it wasn’t.’ Her thoughts intruded. ‘I just had to calm him. Talk to him, make some kind of bargain. Our goals were the same. Simon wanted an exit like the rest of us…’

She sighed before smiling at him. “Lead the way.”

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Only stupid people see the doctor about that. Smart people piss worms and post on gamefaqs. -lbiggy

GSMY was looking out at the group. He saw AZ and CC seeing him do his evil deed. He wouldn't blame them for hating him. The image of driving a knife into a dead man's head was sick. Walking back he could only say sorry.

"I'm sorry TJ, CC, AZ, NES, LJ, I had to do that only for the sake of survival. If those zombies smell his blood they will come and for the body, and when they do infect him he will come back to attack us. I just---I just wanted him to be free, to be free of this nightmare, to be able to die and not be used in a plot for power and greed.

NES and LJ didn't notice his little attack. TJ was in the corner unable to look him in the eyes. AZ.... well there was something about his eyes that made seem like he has done this before. Finally, there was CC she looked at him with disgust. Lloyd decided to explain himself to her, this entire place was a murderous hellhole. She didn't.... it made sense now, why she traded her crossbow for the dagger. She couldn't bring herself to raise a weapon, and if she had the Dagger she could make the excuse that she couldn't attack the zombies or the remaining survivors. He talked softly so only they could hear.

"Rachel, whatever you see me do, whatever emotion or no emotion you see on my face, just know that everything I do brings a haunting feeling. I don't want anyone else to have to do things like that. There is no need for anyone else to leave this place with a guilty conscious.

I also want to thank you, for what you did. You were the only one to help Ivan. I was aware of the whole time when I was like that, but could do nothing about it. For that I promise I'll make sure these monsters never come anywhere near us.

He walked away changing clips and motioning towards the back room.
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What do you want here something witty? **** you I ain't that smart.

*His brow furrows slightly as he realizes he was being observed, emotion-wise... trying his best to keep a calm demeanor, but feeling a bit of remorse for having to take a life, to preserve others..*

"Thanks, Rach... Simon seemed unstable as hell when we first met, and I'm sure being alone in here, with the wonderful atmosphere and sounds of the undead and 'Judgment' filling the air, his condition didn't vastly improve.. still.. I wish there could've been a better way.."
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Just to give you guys a feeling of what I've put into this so far, I've saved every update so far in word. Here's the current word count:

Pages- 177
Words- 108,170

The Forest- Tidus scans the area... The early morning sun cast eeire shadows all about... He raised his shotgun at everyone, fearful of what they may contain. Going off alone had proved to be as destructive as it was fruitful, and he was beginning to doubt his decision... He shook his head. No... He couldn't doubt himself. Tidus knew that if he stayed with AZ, he would have killed him... Hell, he had already tried once... Tidus shook his head to clear his mind. A few seconds of stray thought could be the few seconds that cost him his life. Tidus heads over to the well, very cautiously, and when he gets close, he aims his shotgun down the hole. He then gets a big smirk on his face, as he screams down into it...

"Is anyone down there?! Heh heh." Tidus can't contain his arrogant glee

Inspecting the well a bit closer though, Tidus sees a #circular hole# on the left and a #octagonal hole# on the right... Hmmm... He doesn't quite have anything that fits those descriptions. Out of the darkness of the forest, Tidus hears low murmurs and the sound of something breaking from inside the shack. This wipes Tidus' grin right off his face. It was now stoic, and pangs of fear streaked across it. Tidus gulped and took a deep breath as he approached the shack, shotgun raised. He was actually going to go in there... Throwing caution to the wind, Tidus makes his way to the door of the shack and pauses momentarily... Shifting his weight to support a full force kick, Tidus takes one last breath. Holding it, Tidus gives the door a straight kick, and hobbles back as it was still painful to apply too much pressure to his ankle... As a matter of fact... His ankle was beginning to itch... Tidus sidesteps away from the door, and then trains his shotgun at the entrance. His brash entrance causes two distinct screams, both female. Eh? Tidus leans around the corner and peers inside.

"Is there anyone in there!?" Tidus is now confused AND curious... A deadly combination...

"Kris must've found us!" A voice from inside attempts to whisper, "Run Stacy!"

"But, what about you?!" A second voice shrills

"Just go! I'll hold them off!" The first voice urges

Tidus lowers his shotgun and rounds the corner, entering the shack. For his efforts, he is met with a wooden chair to the chest. Tidus falls over backwards and hits the floor, dropping his shotgun. He coughs violently as the wound on his chest splits open once more... That HURT! Tidus looks up from the ground and sees a woman holding the remains of a chair. Another woman, actually a teenage girl, is at the back door of the shack watching the scene unfold. The woman standing above Tidus raises one of the splintered chair legs in an offensive position. Tidus simply places both his arms up in front of him in one of those 'WTF are you doing, I'm not here to hurt you' stances, and the woman realizes this...

"...You're not Kris... Or his entourage..." The woman looks down at Tidus, still unsure of him, "So what are you doing here? I don't recognize you, and I'm pretty sure I knew of almost everyone in the Village..."

Tidus gets to one knee, and reclaims a firm grasp on his shotgun. "I'm one of the researchers brought in by Dr. Karter... My plane landed here yesterday, and the next thing I knew, all hell was breaking loose..."

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I think FFDragon just became my new Idol. Screw Clockspider. ~Crimson Sword

"The researchers... That's right... There was supposed to be a plane landing yesterday... So there's more of you? Fifteen more to be exact?" The woman raised an eyebrow

"One researcher backed out, so only fifteen of us landed in the Village... Since then five of us have died... I don't know where the others are though..." Tidus gets back up to a vertical base, and rubs his chest. Everyone was aiming for the chest... Bastards...

"You were seperated from your group?"

"Something like that." Tidus snaps, not doing so intentionally.

The woman eyes Tidus' shotgun, "Paid a visit to Simon I see. Is he still alive, or did you steal that from his store?"

"Yeah, he's still alive. This baby cost me a pretty penny too. It's my only ally out here. The name's Tidus."

"Anne." The woman replies, and then looks over her shoulder to the teenage girl, "And that's Stacy. We've been hiding out here since yesterday. Well, I've been here for a few days, but Stacy stumbled in here yesterday afternoon."

Stacy shyly comes forward and out of the back doorway. She smiles up at Tidus and nods.

"So how have you guys been able to hold out in here... The entire Village is over run with--" Tidus is cut off

"The T-Dragon Virus." Anne finishes, "You're looking at a Class Six Researcher; One of the few that survived Judgment Day... I know more then you do... And we've been able to stay here so long because there is very little BOW activity out here, for now. Very few people ever frequented this forest, so I doubt the virus spread this far. Of course, it is just a matter of time before it does... But I still can't believe Kris would do this to us. I don't think it is his doing! He was such a good person to us... Someone has to have influenced his recent decisions..."

"That Bastard has been trying to kill me since I got off that plane. Don't give me that ****."

Anne opened her mouth to say something, but stopped herself. Tidus looked at her with an inquizitive mind... Where had he heard that name before? The Hospital!

"So... Am I correct in assuming that you are the 'Anne' that the Mark guy was talking about in the note I found?"

"Mark's still alive?!" Anne took a step towards Tidus, a tear forming in her eye.

"Er... I don't know... I just found a note... I'm just trying to get out of here, ya know?" Tidus backs away one step, "You know there is no rescue in the works, right? We're on our own to get out of here... And the Trio has made it loud and clear that they don't plan on letting us do that..."

"So you've met Kris, Trent, and Trevor?"

"Not formally..." Tidus is very snippy all of a sudden

"Oh... Well, if we are going to get into the Research Center, we are going to have to find the other bookcases and books."

"Eh?" Tidus was very confused now.

Anne points to a #bookcase# in the corner of the shack. All of the books in the bookcase have yellow bindings... Weird...

"My keycards were revoked after Kris saw me talking to Mark... We have to use the bookcases to get past the electric fence. That's the first step. But we can't do it alone... Even with me, you, and Stacy there is only three of us. We need a fourth."

"Wait. Whoa. Slow down. What are you talking about?" Tidus' head was beginning to hurt

Anne pulls out a chair, one that wasn't broken over his chest, and offers it to Tidus. Tidus sits down...

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I think FFDragon just became my new Idol. Screw Clockspider. ~Crimson Sword

"I guess I have to fill you in on everything... There are four bookcases throughout the Village. Each one has bookcases is filled with blank books of all the same color binding, but have one book missing. There are four books throughout the Village that fill those empty holes. If all four books are replaced at the same time, the computer chips in the bookcases and books activate and send simultaneous signals to four areas of the electric fence. If all four areas of the fence are hit by the signals at the same time, the fence deactivates and opens. One of Kris' brillant ideas... He was always thinking of grander and more elaborate security backdoors... But the thing is... I don't know where the other bookcases are, or where the books are..." Anne sighs

Tidus is pissed. He had the Yellow Book that went to this bookcase, but he practically GAVE it to AZ!! But he tries to hide this from the two ladies...

"One of my..." Tidus has to swallow his pride on this one, "...friends has the book that goes to this bookcase. I let him hold onto it for me..."

"That's great!" Stacy beams a smile, speaking for the first time since Tidus' entrance, "We only have to find a few more then!"

Tidus returns the smile. For the first time since his entrance, Tidus actually stops for a moment and examines the shack. It is one, fairly large room, that is divided into sections. There is the sleeping area, with #two beds#... A kitchen area with a wood stove, and a #cooler#... And a main area with the bookcase, a round table, and several chairs. There is also a dirty #sofa# against one of the walls. It isn't the most beautiful of places, but it works for it's intended purpose. Tidus places his shotgun on the table, and rubs his chest, as both Stacy and Anne sit down at the table with him. Time to make a plan...

Tidus-
[Status]: Caution {Reopened Chest Wound}
[Equipped]: Shotgun (5/7)
[Items (4/8)]: Starter Kit, Shotgun Shells (7/7), Red/Green Herb Mix, Class 1 Keycard

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I think FFDragon just became my new Idol. Screw Clockspider. ~Crimson Sword

Right Tower- Tur looks at MF who looks at Nate who looks at Natus. No one could actually believe that plants were moving towards them... Not only plants, but vicious looking plants... Vicious looking plants, with hand-like vines and mouth-like petals. The T-Dragon virus was an abominable creation... How could Karter and the Trio be proud of... THIS?! Tur leans over to pick up the notebook, but the sight of the approaching plants is too much strain for his psyche and he is unable to follow through with his plan. But it's alright, because while Tur faltered, Nate bent over and scooped up the notebook. The four men took a collective step back, unaware that they actually moved in unison. The plants make noises as the approach... A hissing? Were the plants hissing?! The hell is going on?

"The plants... are ALIVE? Natus, what are they?" MF squeeks out through a state of shock

"Um... Ivy... Another RE thing... Erm... Fire! But don't use bullets, it's useless against them." Natus explains, rushed.

Tur and Nate look at each other. Without saying anything, they can read each other's minds. How in the bluest of blue hells does Natus know all of this? He knew about the Licker in the hospital as well. And the Lurker in the pool... Was there more to Natus that met the naked eye? Nate and Tur broke their stare, trying not to draw Natus' attention to it.

"MF, I think one of those things would do well to be roasted, and not comedically if you catch my drift. I’ll then give it a kick into the other one. They’ll both go up in flames!" Tur grinned a sadistic, yet determined grin

"I got just the thing..." MF replies as he holsters his handgun in his waistband and pulls out the flare gun. He takes aim at the closest Ivy, but Nate practically flips out.

"Don't! Not yet!" Nate cautioned, "Let's see what they do, first..."

MF breaks his aim and takes a look at Nate's face... A face that was pleading with him not to shoot. To just wait, even if it was for a moment. Seeing this makes MF take a deeper thought into the situation.

"Guys, we may need this to get off this rock. I only have one shot!" MF reasons with Tur and Natus as he reholsters his flare gun and unholsters his handgun. The plants are just about in striking distance. Their indecision could mean their death. "Should we try and hide in the bathroom, or get back into the elevator?"

The group was frozen... MF was now uncertain of his decision...

"Just say the words, guys, fire or flee?" MF tries once more

Hearing those words sets off something inside of Tur... Tur's eyes light up, and he gets a seriously wicked look of determination on his face. Being at the far left of the group, Tur looks down at the three other men. Nate and Natus have seen this look on Tur's face before... This is the same unearthly stare Tur had given them right before he went one-on-one with the Judge. Tur was ready for action. Tur then stares MF right in the eyes, and with a cynicism that could pierce flesh, Tur shot a verbal bullet into MF's forehead.


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I think FFDragon just became my new Idol. Screw Clockspider. ~Crimson Sword

"****, MF!! I guess I'll have to turn 'em into compost myself then!!" Tur then steps forward, brandishing Mr. Shocky in his right hand, and Mr. Stabby in his left hand. This wasn't Tur's first Barbecue. The plants hiss at him as he approaches. Tur doesn't even flinch. The near Ivy attempts to whip Tur with a vine, but Tur manages to block it with Mr. Stabby. MF, Natus, and Nate all hold their weapons up, but do not advance forward with Tur. The far Ivy now whips out at Tur, but Tur sidesteps. When Tur is close enough to the Ivy, it attempts to "bite" his head, and that is when Tur goes into full force. As the "mouth" of the plant is coming at him, Tur drills Mr. Stabby into the Ivy
causing it to pull back. Tur removes Mr. Stabby and replaces him with Mr. Shocky, starting to sizzle at the mutated plant's wound. Tur doesn't even release his shockage when the far Ivy sprays him with an acidic mist. He does however, shield his eyes and start to couch. Soon, the air is filled with the strong smell of burning leaves as the wound of the closest Ivy erupts in flames. Within seconds, the entire Ivy is lit up in an inferno from top to bottom. Tur then takes this oppurtuniy to sidekick the fireball into the far Ivy, which too catches on far. Within a few seconds, both Ivy's are roasted, and the only evidence of their existence is a small pile of ashes under the Umbrella Posters. Tur had done beautifully in using the combined strengths of his small armory. However, Tur is unable to bask in the glory of his victory, because he gets very light-headed all of a sudden. Nate, MF, and Natus lower their weapons and cheer for Tur. Tur forces a half-smile, and takes one step forward... Before he collapses to the floor and passes out... The others run to his side, concerned very much for his safety. Nate quickly checks for a pulse... It's there... He's alive...

"He got hit by the mist of the second plant..." Natus points out the obvious, "I wouldn't be too surprised if he was poisoned..."

"Poisoned?!" Nate removed his fingers from Tur's throat, "Is he going to be alright? How do we save him?"

"The poison is slow acting." Natus affirmed, "His system probably just couldn't handle such a large dose all at once... If it isn't treated eventually though... He will die. We need to find him a herb. A blue herb... That should be able to nuetralize the toxins in his body."

"Where are we going to find a blue herb in an office building?" MF sounded worried, "And how can you sound so nonchalant about all this Natus?"

Nate rubs his right front pocket as Natus shrugs. Nate looks at the unconscious body of Tur. This wasn't the first time that Tur had sacrificed himself to save Nate and others... Nate couldn't help feel a bit responsible for this... He was the one that told MF not to fire... If MF had just taken care of those things... Nate shook his head... Can't be thinking like that... The main priority was to help Tur...

"Come on... Both of you... Let's just try and save Tur, mmkay? Can we do that? Without arguing for a change?" Nate couldn't stand the bickering of MF and Natus

MF and Natus looked at each other and decided to put their differences aside for now... At least until Tur regained consciousness...

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I think FFDragon just became my new Idol. Screw Clockspider. ~Crimson Sword

Nate-
[Status] Fine
[Equip] Crossbow(1/1), Aluminum Baseball bat (Def. Item)
[Items (7/8)] Starter Set [Ordering Sheet], $600, 'LT:E' Key, [Yellow Herb, Blue Herb], Green/Green Herb Combo, Quiver(4/4), Notebook

Natus-
[Status]: Fine
[Equipped]: Self Defense Magnum (2/2), Steel Pipe(Def. Item)
[Items]: Starter Kit, $500, Pillcase(2/2), Whistle

Tur-
[Status]: Okay {Poisoned; Unconscious}
[Equipped]: Sam (15/18; Single), Mr. Stabby(Def. Item)
[Items (5/8)]: Starter Kit [Encrypted Note], $500, Water Emblem, 'House 300 Key', Mr. Shocky (Dead Battery)

MF-
[Status]: Fine
[Equipped]: Handgun (15/15)
[Items (5/9)]: {Jacket Item- Empty Flashlight}, Starter Kit, $500, 'RT:E' Key, Flare Gun(1/1), Shadow Emblem


Market Place- lj backs away from AZ, not wanting to even look at him at this moment in time. AZ looks as if he is going to once again defend himself, but he decides just to let lj vent by himself. GSMY leans over Simon's body, and notices the index card sticking out of his pocket. He takes it, and gives it a read, while AZ looks over his shoulder.

File #31- Simon's Index Card

Money still needed to pay Dr. Karter= $150

[On Back, written quickly in a different color ink]

Matt P. - Paid Karter already; Taken away?
Last I saw him, he told me 7713 just in case.

</file>

Why was that so important, that Simon had to write it down so quickly? And that he kept it on his person at all times? GSMY turns around and looks at AZ, who just shrugs. It seems Simon had come so close to reaching his goal too... And who was Matt P.? AZ reloads his weapon... There was still a long day ahead of them. AZ steps away from GSMY, who now focuses his attenion on Simon. GSMY begins speaking softly, praying for the soul of Simon. How nice. The, without warning, GSMY unsheaths his knife... And plunges it hard and deep into the skull of Simon without so much as a decent explanation. That one was so off the wall and malicious that even my ellipses need ellipses: Dot... Dot... Dot... GSMY removes the knife slowly, and then returns to his feet, wiping the residue off of the blade. lj stands in the back of the room, his jaw on hinges at the sight he just witnessed. CC shakes her head violently in disgust. TJ breaks down even further by the sight of the decescration, and lj has to step in front of TJ and Simon's body in order to preserve what was left of TJ's sanity. GSMY resheathed his knife and then left the body in order to retrieve his shovel, oblivious to lj's icy stare.

"Yo guys, anyone who needs a weapon take something off the wall." GSMY offers

"No good." NES quickly replies, "Nothing even left that could be used for bludgeoning... Just stuff like nails, and plywood... So... Can I have the next gun that we find?"

"We'll see..." That's the only answer AZ can come up with. "Well... Let's finish up in here, and get going. We still have the Warehouse to finish off before we regroup with the rest of the crew at the Tower."

"AZ, uh... well done... doing that... was necessary." CC stumbles through her words, and it is clear that she is simply putting on a show. "Lead the way..."

lj walks toward the back room and looks at the door. "I doubt Simon would lock himself in here if anything was back there."

GSMY looks at all of the others in the group, and the stares that he receives back in return are not favorable... "I'm sorry TJ, CC, AZ, NES, LJ, I had to do that only for the sake of survival. If those zombies smell his blood they will come and for the body, and when they do infect him he will come back to attack us. I just... I just wanted him to be free, to be free of this nightmare, to be able to die and not be used in a plot for power and greed."

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I think FFDragon just became my new Idol. Screw Clockspider. ~Crimson Sword

GSMY then walked over to CC and whispered something to her that was meant solely for her ears. Afterwards GSMY joined AZ and lj at the door to the back room.

"lj you open the door and AZ and I'll go in first, alright?" GSMY takes charge, and lj nods.

lj didn't know what to make of GSMY's defensive statements about Simon, but he decided to hold off his anger until they were certain that they were safe. lj signals to AZ and GSMY that he is ready, and then he throws open the door to the back room. GSMY and AZ rush inside, guns drawn, and are highly relieved to find nothing aggressive back there. The back room is much like a back office and storage, with many papers and boxes filling the room. On top of one of the boxes though is a pair of #heavy duty bolt cutters# which look like they could cut through any fence. lj enters the room now and all three men search the room. On the desk in the back of the room is a glass case, with #four digital watches# inside of it. Next to the glass case, is a #Poem#... lj, AZ, and GSMY search through many of the boxes and find nothing else of interest... However, their search is interrupted by a very familiar roar...

"JUDGMENT!"

That was close... Too close... As a matter of fact, it sounded as if it came from right outside! The three men rush out of the back room and join up with CC, NES, and TJ. Before anyone can even get out a word, an explosion rocks the Market Place, as the Judge creates his own doorway with his newly acquired Rocket Launcher. Through the Hardware Store's window, the five researchers watch as the Judge diligently makes his way through the still smoking hole. The researchers are sickened by what they see in front of them... The Judge still has his famous chain gun, but that is strapped to his back at the moment. Each of his hands right now is wielding a rocket launcher... Just great... But... What? The Judge holsters both rocket launchers on his sides, like a normal person would holster a 9mm. He then turns to the Hardware Store and looks inside, staring into the eyes of his prey. Smoke begins to trickle from the mouth of the Judge, as he roars out once more. Suddenly, the Judge rushes forward and smashes through the Hardware Store's plate glass window with a charging shoulder block. Glass goes everywhere, and the researchers are forced to hit the ground. The Judge wastes little time, and takes imeadiate action. He picks up NES and CC up in either of his hands, as he raises them both off of the ground and above his head... Choking their very life from them... The faces of CC and NES are in severe pain, and they are turning blue... And it has only been but a few seconds. TJ and lj stand up, but the Judge throws NES at them, and all three of them fall to the ground in a heap. CC is still left dangling from the Judge's arm however, and it looks as if her eyes are going to pop out of her head. AZ and GSMY return to their feet now and quickly take into account the seriousness of the situation. Everyone could escape now, but that would mean certain death for CC... But the only other option is... Taking on the Judge...? Wow... What a decision.

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I think FFDragon just became my new Idol. Screw Clockspider. ~Crimson Sword

CC-
[Status]: Okay {At the Judge's Mercy}
[Equipped]: Dagger(Def. Item)
[Items (8/8)]: Starter Kit, $500, Yellow Plug, Patron's Diary, Circular Crank, Fire Emblem, Lighter, Lockpick

lj-
[Status]: Okay
[Equipped]: Samurai Edge(11/18; Burst), Crowbar(Def. Item)
[Items (4/8)]: Starter Kit, $500, Warehouse Office Key, Blue Gemstone

AZ-
[Status]: Fine
[Equip]: Modified Handgun (15/15), Survival Knife(Def. Item)
[Items (8/8)]: $500, Starter Kit, Clip (2/15), Green Herbs x2, Computer Circuit, Cookie, Lvl2 Keycard, Blank Yellow Book

GSMY-
[Status]: Okay
[Equipped]: Assualt Rifle(30/30), Sheathed Knife(Def. Item)
[Items (5/8)]: Starter Kit, $500, Hidden Note, AR Clip(26/30), Index Card

NES-
[Status]: Okay
[Equipped]: Rusty Axe
[Items (5/8)]: Starter Kit, $500, Self Defense Grenade, First Aid Spray, Red Gemstone

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I think FFDragon just became my new Idol. Screw Clockspider. ~Crimson Sword

things only seem to go from bad to worst in this village for lj. lj gets up and motions for TJ to go in the back room.He stands and gets his first clear look at the the thing simply known as "The Judge". lj was in a horrifying awe as he got his first glance of the judges powers. the shock ends quickly seeing that CC wasn't going last much longer without help. As lj grabs his Sam he gets a quick flashback of the state he found tur in after his encounter with the judge. "no you can't think like that right now. Ok....Ok... calm down.....I can't fire my gun from this distance , because he might use CC as a shield, but if i get too close then I might not be as lucky a Tur." lj thoughts are going a mile a minute before he makes his decision. Lj runs to the side of the judge and starts firing at the neck of the judge in hopes of it not only dropping CC, but also getting to turn towards him giving the others a chance to attack.

lj-
[Status]: Okay
[Equipped]: Samurai Edge(11/18; Burst), Crowbar(Def. Item)
[Items (4/8)]: Starter Kit, $500, Warehouse Office Key, Blue Gemstone
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President is Bush, vice president is Dick, so a whole lot of ******* is what we gonna get- Talib Kweli

i think i should shoot a grenade in the barrel of one of his rocket launchers and make a hell of a explosion
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i like chicken:) and....................RESIDENT EVIL!!!

OOC: FF, the shovel wasn't put back into my inventory. OOC


This was a nightmare, the Judge was staring them down. He was going to break his promise to Rachel, and the moment of truth looked him in the face. Looking around at his surroundings he had to think of something to save her. Right now, the only active person is CC and AZ. He saw LJ already active.

NES, don't do it! The explosion would badly wound CC in the proccess!.

The Grenade was out of the question, and LJ already made the Judge move a bit revealing the Gatling Gun's ammo back.


What can I do? Lets see, Watches....Poem.....Bolt Cutters, Gatling Gun, Rocket Launchers, NES's SD Grenade. The Rocket Launchers and the Gatling Gun, perhaps just maybe if he could get behind the Judge, I can fire on the ammo and make it explode. But, because the ammo is so small the blasts would cause a chain reaction exploding into other bullets and damaging the Judge's back. Got to make it work........ no I have to for Rachel.

Lloyd ran around the opposite side the Judge as LJ, firing a few rounds into the Judge's neck. He sees his target isn't there but the trigger to the gun was in his reach. He was going for it, and with his body he'd push the gun's nozzle into the Judge's back and fire the gun.
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What do you want here something witty? **** you I ain't that smart.

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"Ok, look, we need to get out of here. I need you guys to come to the Inn with me, It is really safe there. Will you come?"

*I stand and examine the cooler and remove everything from it, I walk to the couch and move it around, then I take what was underneath it, I walk over to the two beds and search them, before finally laying down on them.*

"If you two know what's good for you, you'll come with me two the Inn. First I want you to tell me if you know what to do with those indentations in the well. Then tell me if you know what is deeper in this forest, Then finally tell me everything you know about this village."

*I sit down in pain.*

"Why did you have to go for my chest!?"

(If I find an F-aid spray in the cooler or something don't make me use my herbs. If I don't find an F-aid spray then make me use my herbs)

*I use my red/green Herb mixture on my ankle and chest wounds.*

*I watch in awe as once more my body is quickly healed, thanks to the power of the herbs.*


Status:Fine
Equip:Shotgun (5/7)
Item:Shotgun Shells (7/7), Starter Kit, Lvl. 1 Class Key card
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The Forest, houses, and prison are the key areas left in the village. The only way out is through the research center, but it's locked for the time being.

Seeing Tur trying to martyr himself once again, Nate felt a mixture of feelings. He was disgusted at Tur's lack of sense, but admired his undying courage. Something otherwordly had stopped him from opening fire on the plants after proving their hostility, and now he felt a responsibility for the injuries Tur had sustained during the battle. If he had just used his head and not thrown himself into danger once again, his current status could have been prevented.

Kneeling at his side, Nate checked for a pulse. Confirmed. That is reassuring.

"He got hit by the mist of the second plant... I wouldn't be too surprised if he was poisoned..." How in the hell did Natus know this stuff?! It scared Nate.

"Poisoned?! Is he going to be alright? How do we save him?" Nate's head was a coalescing whirlpool of thoughts, but the most prominent one at the moment was securing Tur's safety.

"The poison is slow acting. His system probably just couldn't handle such a large dose all at once... If it isn't treated eventually though... He will die. We need to find him a herb. A blue herb... That should be able to nuetralize the toxins in his body." The blue herb! TJ had told him about its poison-neutralizing capabilities. It should do the trick.

"Where are we going to find a blue herb in an office building? And how can you sound so nonchalant about all this Natus?" Very good question.

On the one hand, Tur had brought his injuries on himself by throwing himself into harm's way once again, but he couldn't just leave him to die. Though he was surprisingly unwilling to part with it, Nate removed the blue herb from his pocket and showed it to Natus.

"This should be sufficient, I hope." Nate said after handing it over.

After handing over the blue herb, he began to put the yellow herb away again, until he remembered that Natus knew everything. Taking the herb back out of his pocket, he showed it to Natus and asked what its purpose was.

(If I am told that it does something permanently beneficial, I'll eat it right then and there.)

Standing back up to leave Tur's health in the hands of the one who knew how to cure him, Nate felt another slight headrush. He hadn't eaten in a long time... he needed some kind of sugar to stop these headrushes. Not a main priority at the moment, though. Rubbing his head, he began looking through the cubicles for anything of interest. As he did this, he copied the ordering sheet to his notepad, took out the notebook, skimmed through it, and jotted down the pertinent information from that, before resuming his investigation.

After checking all the cubicles, he walked over to the Umbrella posters and tore them down, simply out of spite, then tried to enter the manager's office door.

Nate-
[Status] Fine
[Equip] Crossbow(1/1), Aluminum Baseball bat (Def. Item)
[Items (6/8)] Starter Set [Copied notes], $600, 'LT:E' Key, Yellow Herb?, Green/Green Herb Combo, Quiver(4/4)

* grabs grenade and is ready to throw when everyone is ready*---
i like chicken:) and....................RESIDENT EVIL!!!

NES don't throw the grenade. We don't have a place to run for cover like we did at the Inn. Go in the back and check the items back there.
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President is Bush, vice president is Dick, so a whole lot of ******* is what we gonna get- Talib Kweli

The plant beasts continued their advance on our position. MF! Fire! But he wouldn’t. He wanted to save it. For a possible rescue. DAMN!! We had to get past them. There could be important items on this floor, maybe even other survivors. Ya never knew.

But Furious really didn’t want to use that flare. That was fine…I’d take care of business myself, god damn it. The hissing these things made sent a chill through me, but my face hardened. It was go time.

"****, MF!! I guess I'll have to turn 'em into compost myself then!!" My friends, my allies (that’d be Stabby and Shocky, by the way) were ready to help me fight. I approach them, with little regard for my own safety. Screw it. I’ll taken enough beatings in this ****ing village. I didn’t care anymore. My role was to help my tower team.

My own life be damned.

And it began! A vine was whipped at me, cutting the air with its high-pitched whistle. I heard it coming a mile away, and Stabby was there to safe-guard me. A noisy SNAP from the vine as I blocked it. I was thankful the others were holding their fire, or I’d likely get shot.

The other plant…thing took a swing at me, but I nimbly dodged it. Despite my previous injuries, I seemed to be at the top of my game.

Aw, ****!!! One of them lunges at me, trying to snap its Venus Flytrap-wannabe head onto my own. Idiot. Eat this. I gave that one a taste of Stabby. Don’t think he cared much for it. So I thought I’d help to that taste away with a dose of Shocky. A BIG dose. While I was trouncing this monster, the other one spat…something at me.

Coughing, I turned my head as quickly as I could, falling to my knees. I felt light-headed…

But I saw that plant freak A was going up in flames nicely. Now some revenge on No Manners Plant. It wasn’t polite to spit. I scrambled to my feet. A side kick and an audible “Hunh!!!” sent the blazing plant into the spitty one. I watched them both die with no emotion. But inside, I was dancin’. Took ‘em both down all by my lonesome, well, with Stabby and Shocky, but you get my drift.

Turning back to the others, I shakily raised a hand in thumbs up, with a goofy grin plastered on my pale and sweating face. What was wrong?? I felt ill…the room was spinning, and things were melting into things.

This was familiar territory! A tried stepping to my group, but collapsed to one knee again. Then I try to stand. NO! NOT FALL DOWN, DAMN BODY!!! Despite my objections, I found myself face-planting on the floor suddenly. The familiar buzzing in my ears returned.

Great. I knew what this meant. Nap time. The spinning was replaced by a gradual graying out. It all went black on me again.

I was still semi-conscious for a moment. While my eyes picked up nothing, my ears did…sort of.

"…go…y……..mist of………..ant...wo…e……ised if h….poisoned..." Who said that?? I couldn’t tell for the life of me.

"….on..d?! Is he going…….ight?…ow d…e…av…..im?" Again, no idea who said that. That was all I could make out before succumbing to the poison.

My eyes fluttered open. How long had passed? A few minutes? An hour? It was beyond me.

I rose into a sitting position, breathing heavily. Had they cleared my poison? It looked that way. I still felt too weak to move right move. I just propped myself against a wall and rested for a minute or two. I had a very glum expression.

[Status]: Okay (poison?)
[Equipped]: Sam (10/18 - Single), Mr. Stabby (Def. Item)
[Items (5/8)]: Starter Kit [Encrypted Note], $500, Water Emblem, 'House 300 Key', Mr. Shocky (Def. Item, 0% Battery)

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"It's a travesty of corruption!" - Felix Blunk

Watching Tur get all Jet-Li on a couple of man-eating plants was, by far, one of the most impressive things I have seen in my life. But watching him fall unconscious to the floor, I felt the case of my flare gun. 'Did I make the right choice? Is saving this our only chance of getting out of here?' I had been having a lot of self doubt recently. But I mustn't allow myself to second guess. This flare gun will serve an even greater importance before this day is done.

"He needs an herb. A blue one..." I hear Natus say. 'How does this guy know everything? He seems to know even about ME!'

"Where the hell are we gonna find a blue herb in an office building?" I find myself shouting. "It's not like Umbrella employees keep gardens at their cubicles!"

On cue, Nate takes out a blue herb, and a yellow herb, from his pants, and hands the blue one to Tur. "Wow" is all I can muster.

While Natus tends to Tur's wounds, I watch Nate check the cubicles, and try to open the manager's office. I follow his lead, and check the cubicles on the other row of the office, then head into the bathroom, where I relieve myself, and wash my face.

I needed a shave, badly. And I suddenly felt disgusting all over. The man in the mirror was not the same one who left the airport yesterday. After taking anything of interest from the bathroom, I head over to Nate, and try to get in the manager's office.

Status: Fine
Equipped: Handgun (15/15)
Items: (Jacket - Empty Flashlight), Starter Kit, $500, RT:E Key, Shadow Emblem.

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There's more to life than video games! Like television!

*Getting back to his feet, he sees NES and TJ heading for cover in the back room.. and Rachel at the mercy of the beast.. narrowing his eyes, and bracing himself in position, he takes aim for the head of The Judge, at the same time both GSMY and LJ flank his sides.. concentrating completely on his aim, while their actions distract the monstrosity from both sides.. Frank takes a deep breath, and holds it.. and rapidly fires off as many shots as possible, all aimed in the same area.. the eyes of The Judge. Knowing that however many shots he can get off, on top of them destroying his vision completely, they will also embed themselves deep into the matter within that grotesque, huge skull..*

"Judgment..? Try Punishment!"


(After the battle, AZ will head to the back room, obtain, examine, and file the poem in his Starter Kit, recommend NES take the 4 digital watches & the bolt cutters since he is already back there, and has open inventory.. after that, AZ will pass off his blank yellow book to GSMY or LJ, and head into the grocery store. From there, he will grab the remaining green herbs from the freezer, adding them to his bag, and pluck the blank red book from the bookshelf, where he filed it before..)

((The reason I'm posting like this, is to not take away from the immediate RP, and shrug off the encounter at hand.. letting my initial post get right to the point at hand.. but while also accomplishing other things, thereafter.. "Game Plan" as other's have done, I guess... if you hate it, be sure to let me know. ^.^;))

[Status]: Fine
[Equipped]: Modified Handgun (<15/15), Survival Knife (Def. Item)
[Items (8/8)]: $500, Starter Kit, Clip (2/15), Green Herbs x2, Computer Circuit, Cookie, Lv. 2 Key Card, Blank Yellow Book
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its alright, but who said you'd be able to do all? You might end up on the receiving end of a happy-go-lucky rocket?
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What do you want here something witty? **** you I ain't that smart.

And... Closed.

Strike 1- CC
Exempt: Natus, because he posted in the RC that he'd be gone for a few days.
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I think FFDragon just became my new Idol. Screw Clockspider. ~Crimson Sword

((Meant to be sure to let me know, in the Researcher's Club..))
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<OOC> I should be allowed to petition against this strikes if I post before you. >.>; </OOC>

Whoever said Death held a scythe lied. Death held dual launchers, a gatling, was hell-bent on using them, and now stalked towards her. Rachel’s shriek of terror was cut short. The sudden jerk upwards burned her skin as fingers akin to tendrils coiled spirally around her frail throat. A sickening numbness began pulsated through her stomach, as if she had been poisoned. ‘I’m going to die’, crossed her mind. Eyes bulging, she felt as though she were being hung.

Rachel wondered how the Judge managed to suspend her, as her feet felt shackled; leaden. She couldn’t focus her eyes now, and actively forced herself to clench unto the fading rims of light. Miss Wright then realized the lack of oxygen was beginning to instate a sense of torpor. The condemned lady began kicking frantically while her right hand roamed her attire for the knife. If she could find it, she would try gathering whatever meager strength remained and explode into repetitive, erratic, slashing movements.

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Only stupid people see the doctor about that. Smart people piss worms and post on gamefaqs. -lbiggy

The Forest- Tidus looks across the table at Anne and Stacy. They looked like good enough people... Anne seemed to be in her mid-twenties, while Stacy couldn't have been much older the sixteen or seventeen. Anne had shoulder length brown hair, and deep green eyes that are locked behind a pair of small glasses. Stacy on the other hand has longer blond hair and royal blue eyes, on an elven-like face. Anne is the taller of the two, at about 5' 7", with Stacy a couple of inches shorter then that. They begin to stare at Tidus with somewhat concerned eyes, as Tidus hasn't said anything for the past ten minutes... Seeing their odd stares, Tidus shakes out the cobwebs and starts to think things out logically again instead of just observing the area. For some reason he was having a difficult time focusing all of a sudden. He puts on a smile, and the ladies do the same. Neither side is sure whether the other is being genuine, but they assume the best. Tidus rubs his chest again... Damn he was having horrible luck... Tidus then remembered Key, and the others at the airstrip... Now they had some horrible luck. At least he was still alive... for now...

"Why did you have to go for my chest!?" Tidus says to Anne, half-joking, half deadly serious.

"I was aiming for your head." Anne smiles, "But if you had just knocked instead of kicking the door in, I wouldn't have assumed you to be hostile."

"Eh... Well, you try walking around out there for more then five minutes... You'll be kicking in doors too... It's a ****ed up place out there..."

"You don't have to tell me. I've seen the mutations at their worst..."

"Then you've seen the Judge?"

"The Judge...? What is that?"

"You haven't met the Judge? Then you haven't seen the worst... It's Karter's pet Nemesis."

"What?! I was under the impression that the Nemesis parasite died! Trent told me that there wasn't enough T-Dragon left to sustain it!"

"You can blame one of my fellow researchers... A guy by the name of lj found Karter another vial so something... Now it's after us..."

"So Kris did it... Umbrella would have been so proud of him... Had the Village not succumb to the virus..."

"...Wait... Who's side are you on again?"

"...I don't know... I've been loyal to Kris since day one here in the Village... He even made sure I was out of Level Six before he sealed it off during Judgment Day... When I asked him why, he just gave me that smile of his and walked away... I always thought Kris and I shared a connection... On a scientific level of course. But if what Mark told me is true, then Kris... Then Kris is responsible for all of this pain and suffering... All of this death and destruction... So for now... I'm on my side. I just want to Survive. I want to get out of here. Kris made an announcement about a rescue, but you had to buy a seat on... I thought he was just joking, but... I don't even know about that. That was the last announcement had made... I think he was just trying to ease the minds of the survivors while he tried to think of a way to evacuate and contain the virus at the same time. I mean, it's a horrible thing to say, but containment is priority number one. Kris has already stated on many occasions that he would go down with the ship so to speak if anything were ever to happen in the Village. If there was no rescue for everyone, he wouldn't leave the Village."

Tidus could not believe what he was hearing. How could this woman defend Karter like that? How could she make excuses for his actions?

"Yeah. Well Karter told us that he and his buddies were getting a first-class ticket out of here once they knew everyone left in the Village was dead."

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I think FFDragon just became my new Idol. Screw Clockspider. ~Crimson Sword

"I don't believe it." Anne turns her back to Tidus, but Stacy keeps listening.

"Didn't you hear the broadcast last night?!" Tidus rises to his feet and slams his palms on the table.

"There is no PA system hooked up in this SHACK!!" Anne turns back around and in turn slams HER hands onto the table.

The tension between Tidus and Anne is at a boiling point. Tidus does not have a good track record with people here in the Village. Stacy looks like she has a tear in her eye...

"...I... heard it... I SAW it..." Stacy whispers, "I was hiding in the Right Tower at the time... Something had come into my house earlier yesterday, and I ran out the back door. I was afraid it was another one of those things... And my mom had just... died... so I knew what was going to happen to her... I just ran and ran... When I got to the Right Tower, I heard explosions... I looked out of the door and saw helicopters exploding, and people at the Airstrip. Kris, two other guys, and something huge appeared at the top of the hill and then... then..."

Tidus walks around the table and places his hand on her shoulder. "It's alright... I know... That was the Judge. He killed four of my companions at the airstrip."

Anne is in a state of shock. She cannot come to terms with the combined testimony of Stacy and Tidus. She removes her glasses and places he head in her hands. Tidus clams Stacy down and then leaves the two women to themselves for the moment. He heads over to the cooler in hopes of something to eat, or something else of use. Opening it, Tidus finds a few sandwiches, a few bottles of water, and a #first-aid spray#. Tidus happily takes the first-aid spray, as he again feels the burning sensation in his ankle. It is not a pleseant feeling to say the least. Moving over to the dirty couch, Tidus pulls it out and looks under it... Hmm... Nothing but dust... Oh well. Tidus flops down on the couch for a second, but then he has a thought... Acting on this thought, Tidus removes the cushions to the couch, and lo and behold, he finds a #handgun clip# and fifty three cents. Having no use for the handgun clip, Tidus throws it up on the table, where he can always grab it again later. Finally, Tidus heads over to the beds in the back of the room. On the left beds he finds a #photograph#... The right bed is barren... Tidus sighs and lies down on the right bed... The longer this day went one, the less likely Tidus felt that he'd actually survive this ordeal. Tidus closes his eyes for just minute; Just long enough to regain enough strength to continue the day. He is quickly awoken by a swift kick to the bed. Startled, Tidus sits straight up, and almost headbutts Anne. She is standing over the bed, her eyes slightly red from crying, and holding Tidus' shotgun. She extends it to him, and Tidus snatches it away from her, almost too quickly... Anne continues to stare at Tidus, her eyes pleading with him...

"So what do we do then?" Anne's voice was soft and cracked, "We don't have enough people to deactivate the fence. We don't even know where the bookcases are... We don't even know if we will be able to get out of here even IF we get into the Center again."

"Ok, look... First, we need to get out of here. I mean, it's not too safe here, being all kinds of hidden in the forest and all. I need you guys to come to the Inn with me. It is really safe there. Will you come?" Tidus slides off of the bed and holds his chest.

"I suppose... But I don't understand why the Inn, in the center of this fiasco, would be safer then this out of the way shack." Anne places her hand on her hip.

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I think FFDragon just became my new Idol. Screw Clockspider. ~Crimson Sword

"If you two know what's good for you, you'll come with me to the Inn." Tidus replies, not doing much to answer Anne's question. "And if you could, I need you to tell me if you know what to do with those indentations in the well. Then tell me if you know what is deeper in this forest. Then finally tell me everything you know about this village."

Anne shakes her head. "I'm not your personal encyclopedia. But I suppose I can tell you what I know. The holes in the well are for cranks... Mark told me that one was in the Grocery Store, but I never made it back there. I don't even know if the other one exists. It's a pretty big well, so I assume there are two buckets down there. As for further in the forest goes, I couldn't tell you. When I found this little shack, this is where I stayed. I'm not one to be trouncing around unarmed. And finally, what do you mean 'everything' about the Village? Would you like to know what the pub served for lunch on Thursdays? How about the pastor's sermons on Sunday mornings? The Village has been active for almost a year and a half now, and I don't think a biography of the place would be the most productive way to spend our time right now."

Tidus is a bit taken back by Anne's dry sarcasm... At the same time though, he still manages to find the humor in it. He is about to reply to Anne in a just as sarcastic fashion, but the sound of shuffling outside catches Tidus' attention. It almost sounds like the sound of something dragging... Tidus readies his shotgun as Stacy and Anne fall in behind him. Tidus was pretty banged up right now, so if were to encounter another fight, he might end up on the losing hand. Then again, there was always the back door... Then again, Tidus also had those herbs and that first-aid spray...

"We should go..." Anne whispers to Tidus, "Something just doesn't feel right anymore..."

Tidus-
[Status]: Caution
[Equipped]: Shotgun (5/7)
[Items (6/8)]: Starter Kit, Shotgun Shells (7/7), Red/Green Herb Mix, Class 1 Keycard, First-Aid Spray, Photograph

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I think FFDragon just became my new Idol. Screw Clockspider. ~Crimson Sword

Right Tower- Tur lies unconcious on the floor of the office level of the Right Tower. MF, Nate, and Natus stand above him, looking down on their martyr... er, downed friend... After hearing Natus' mini-lecture on how to purge the poison from Tur's system, Nate was torn... On the one hand, Tur had brought his injuries on himself by throwing himself into harm's way once again, but Nate couldn't just leave him to die. Nate was surprisngly unwilling to part with the herb he had found in the Emergency Room... However, friendship came first, and Nate pulled the blue herb out of his pocket.

"This should be sufficient, I hope." Nate said after handing the blue herb over to Natus.

Natus nods to Nate, as MF just stares on in disbelief. Natus goes to work, grounding the herb into a fine powder with his hands. He then tilts back Tur's head and slides the powder into his mouth, making sure it goes down his throat. Natus then places Tur's head back on the ground, and stands up. Nate is holding a yellow herb in his hand, and his gaze meets Natus'.

"Say Natus..." Nate begins, "You seem to know just about everything... What's this yellow herb do?"

"Hmmm... For once, I haven't the slightest clue..." Natus gives a half grin to Nate, "So there's only one way to find out... Eat it. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger..."

"Tell that to the rest of the Village... Whatever is killing them, is surely making them stronger..." MF retorts

"Hmph." Natus turns away from MF, and leans over Tur again, "I'll stay here with Tur until he comes to. You guys should take care of the rest of the area."

Nate silently agreed with Natus, and took a step towards the cubicles. Nate got a slight headrush and he rubbed his head without quite realizing it. Taking a few moments of rest against a nearby wall, Nate pulled out the notebook he had found on this floor and gave it a quick scan.

File #32- Right Tower Notebook

[An ink spill has destroyed most of the notebook]

8/20/04- The Church has been getting hotter and hotter for the past few days... Any hotter and I think it will become unbearable... I've asked the pastor about the cause of this, but he refused to even look me in the eyes. When he opened the basement door though, I could have sworn I saw a streak of fire... But I couldn't see where it was coming from... All I know is that the Church is no longer a holy place... This is not a good sign... To place a curse upon the Village like this... I can only imagine what will happen because of this heresy. I just hope the deaths are painless and swift...

8/25/04- I knew it! I knew that God would not allow such blasphemy to continue! The Village is under attack by... SOMETHING! I've been fighting for my life, but everything is in vain... One of those bastards bit me on the foot... And there's no where left to hide safely... I tried the Church, but the heat was unbearable... I left my gun on the altar, and tried to see what was in the basement... It was dark, but every so often, a line of fire would pierce the darkness, and I could where the flames were coming from... The mouth of some sort of reptile, at least five feet tall, with a whip like tail. Needless to say, I got out of there as fast as I could... I even forgot my gun...

8/27/04- I'm holding myself up in the Right Tower... I don't know how long I have left, but... I won't give... up...

[A pool of ink is the only thing left on the page]

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I think FFDragon just became my new Idol. Screw Clockspider. ~Crimson Sword

Nate looks up from the notebook and blinks his eyes twice. Eh? Giant reptile? Nate doesn't quite know what to make of that... He places the notebook back on the ground, and copies bits of information back into his notebook. Then Nate heads over to the cubicles to check them. Nate finds photographs of Umbrella family members, regular office supplies such as pens, papers, staplers, etc. Many of the cubicles look exactly that same, minus a few distinguishing figures. Not even the desk drawers hold anything of interest. It seems that this is where the ordering of supplies for the various places throughout the Village took place. However, there are no telephones, no two-way radios, and the computers don't seem to have internet connections. The Village had done a mighty fine job of isolating themselves from the rest of the world... Nate comes to the last cubicle, one that had a blood stained desktop. Opening the desk drawer, Nate finds #a handgun clip#, and a can of #lighter fluid#. Nate happily took both, knowing that no item goes to waste in the Village. Nate looks up from the desk and catches one of the Umbrella posters on the back wall. "Our business is life itself." Yeah... Right... Nate's eyes fire up and he walks across the room, tearing off all of the posters out of spite. MF watches Nate and just shakes his head... Nate heads over to the manager's office, and MF decides that he has to answer nature's call. MF enters the bathroom just before Nate finds the manager's office locked. At this time, Tur also begins to stir, his eyes shooting open... He comes up into a sitting position, breathing a little more heavily then usual... His head is a bit cloudy, but otherwise he feels fine... Tur meets Natus' stare, and Natus gives Tur a warm smile... Good. He must be alright... Inside the bathroom, MF uses the facilities, and then gives himself a good look in the mirror. However, his self-reflection is cut short, as a crash behind him catches his attention. Stumbling out of the stalls behind him, MF sees a zombie lumbering towards him, and another dragging itself across the ground at him. Seeing nothing useful in th bathroom, MF would have ran right then... But then MF eyes a #blood stained key# hanging around the neck of the standing zombie... MF turns towards the door, and screams...

"Hey! Guys! I could use a little backup here...!"

MF trained his gun on the nearest zombie, falling back a few steps, ready to fire if it got any closer... He wanted that key, but he also wanted to keep his life... Outside in the main room, Tur gets to one knee and Natus helps him back up. Nate joins Natus and Tur, and they look towards the bathroom door... Was Tur ready for action so soon after being poisoned...?

Nate-
[Status] Fine
[Equip] Crossbow(1/1), Aluminum Baseball bat (Def. Item)
[Items (8/8)] Starter Set, $600, 'LT:E' Key, Yellow Herb, Green/Green Herb Combo, Quiver(4/4), Handgun Clip(15/15), Lighter Fluid

Natus-
[Status]: Fine
[Equipped]: Self Defense Magnum (2/2), Steel Pipe(Def. Item)
[Items (4/8)]: Starter Kit, $500, Pillcase(2/2), Whistle

Tur-
[Status]: Okay {Purged of Poison}
[Equipped]: Sam (15/18; Single), Mr. Stabby(Def. Item)
[Items (5/8)]: Starter Kit [Encrypted Note], $500, Water Emblem, 'House 300 Key', Mr. Shocky (Dead Battery)

MF-
[Status]: Fine
[Equipped]: Handgun (15/15)
[Items (5/9)]: {Jacket Item- Empty Flashlight}, Starter Kit, $500, 'RT:E' Key, Flare Gun(1/1), Shadow Emblem

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I think FFDragon just became my new Idol. Screw Clockspider. ~Crimson Sword

Market Place- Look up 'tension' in the dictionary, and you would find this scene unfolding across the pages. The Judge had made quite an entrance into the Market Place, and now was holding CC at his mercy, several feet above his head. The Judge was a walking arsenal, and even without extra weaponry, the Judge was a superior killing machine. CC's feet dangled and thrashed wildly, as if she were being hung. In a vain attempt to free herself, CC struggles to find her dagger. She manages to find it, and promptly begins to slash in sparadic motions. Nothing seems to be working, so she slams the dagger hard into the Judge's wrist. This draws a throaty growl from the Judge, who's only answer is to tighten his grip on CC's throat. lj returned to his feet, shakily, and stared into the cold eyes of the Judge. This was lj's first up close look at this monstrosity. He had to break his stare long enough to motion for TJ to head into the back room. TJ scrambles to his feet and runs into the back room. Thoughts are running through lj's mind at a mile a minute, but he finally makes a decision that could make him a hero, or make him a corpse. lj runs to the side of the Judge that isn't holding CC and fires a burst of the SE into the neck of the Judge, hoping to draw it's attention. It does, as the Judge spins around to meet the gaze of lj. Just like he had done with NES, the Judge lauches CC at lj, and both of them go down in a heap. The Judge then reaches behind it's back and grabs the gattling gun off of it. This was not a very good scene. NES reaches through his pockets and pulls out a grenade... He has a goofy ass look on his face, and GSMY can read what he's thinking...

"NES, don't do it! The explosion would badly wound CC in the proccess!" GSMY shouts in the midst of the battle...

From the ground, lj sees the same thing. "NES don't throw the grenade! We don't have a place to run for cover like we did at the Inn... Just head into the back with TJ and gather up the items back there... Hurry!"

NES' smile turns into a frown, but he does head into the back room, just as the Judge pulls the trigger on his gattling gun. Bullets rain down on the Hardware Store, and NES just barely escapes from being turned into swiss cheese. GSMY takes action and heads around behind the Judge, firing a few rounds into the back of the neck of the Judge, which actually forces the Judge to stagger a step forward. The fire of the gat gun stops momentarily, which gives AZ just the oppurtunity he had been waiting for.

"Judgment...? Try Punishment!"

AZ takes a deep breath, and holds it... Then he unleashes a fury of gunfire, aimed directly at the face of the Judge. Specifically the eyes... At the same time, GSMY shoots into the back of the head of the Judge, and lj adds a burst of gunfire from the ground, connecting with the knee of the Judge. The Judge raises an arm to shield his face, but before he can do so, one bullet from AZ's gun manages to pierce his left eye. The Judge roars out in pain, and rushes forward, shoulder charging AZ who goes flying into the wall of the Hardware Store and cracking the wall. The Judge raises his gattling gun once more, and fires off a barage of rounds. AZ ducks under the shots, but the sparks from the bullets hiting the wall burn the back of his neck. Furious, the Judge reapplies the gattling gun to his back, and roars out, before unholstering the rocket launcher on his right side. AZ scrambles over to lj and CC who have gotten back to their feet. GSMY soon joins them, and they watch as small tendrils appear around the eye of the Judge, the back of his neck, and his kneecap. The Judge was healing himself in front of their eyes... But he was also incapable of acting at this time...

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I think FFDragon just became my new Idol. Screw Clockspider. ~Crimson Sword

It was just the oppurtunity that the researcher's needed. That had dealt enough damage to weaken the Judge, and escape with their lives. NES and TJ appeared at the entrance to the back room. NES was still holding his grenade, and had once again gained that goofy ass grin. AZ, GSMY, lj, and CC were right up against the door and shattered window, so they could easily escape. NES and TJ though were caught between the Judge and the door. The Judge unholstered both of his rocket launchers, and pointed them at the four researchers at the exit.

"JUDGMENT!!" The Judge sounded... angrier then he usually did... Was it capable of emotion?! And had it healed itself already?!

NES pulled the pin to the grenade, and slid it under the feet of the Judge. NES and TJ ran to either side of the Judge, not giving him an easy shot at either of them. The other researchers joined suit and dove out of the already broken window. NES and TJ just barely make it out of the Hardware Store when the Judge raised his right rocket launcher. With a growl, the Judge fires off a rocket that goes through the broken Hardware Store window, whizes over lj and GSMY's head, and into the General Store. The General Store explodes in a pyrotechnic display to rival all others. The five researchers and TJ hit the ground to avoid the flying shrapnel and debris that become missiles all in their own. They have no time to recover from the first explosion when NES' grenade denonates as well, blowing the Hardware Store completely out of the Market Place. The grenade explosion, plus the explosion of the Judge's extra rockets sends the Hardware Store into a mushroom cloud of fire and smoke. Black Smoke and flying debris fill what is left of the Market Place, and it becomes impossible for the researchers to see anything past their own hands. The Hardware Store is nothing but ash now, and the General Store is in ruins and unsalvagable as well. The only thing left standing in the Market Place is the Grocery Store... Since the Hardware Store was decimated, it was now open to the outside, allowing for the smoke to escape into the morning sky. That is the only thing that keeps the researcher from suffocating. All of the researchers are disoriented and wounded, but at least they have their lives...

"JU...DG...MEN...T!"

Through the black vail, AZ thinks that he sees the Judge rise from the ashes outside of the Hardware Store, missing an arm, and messed up pretty badly. He leaves the Hardware Store, missing all of his weaponry. The explosion had managed to take out his current weapons, as well as shoot him out of the store itself... The Judge had missed the majority of the explosion... The Judge left the husk of the Market Place, and headed off in the direction of the Mansion, slowly but surely. The Judge was heading back to the Mansion, not because it was injured... The researcher's had watched it heal itself earlier... So why wasn't it finishing them off? Bastard... Maybe it was as messed up as they were right now? The Judge was soon out of AZ's field of vision. AZ let his head fall back to the ground... It hurt too much to hold it up right now... He looked around as the smoke began to let up... CC and lj were a few feet away from him, on their sides, and holding their heads. GSMY was beyond them, in the fetal position, just trying to protect himself from the shrapnel. NES and TJ were the closest to the Hardware Store, and it looks like the explosion had propelled them forward. They were both face down, but moving... The room was spinning so fast... So fast... And it smelt like burning... Why couldn't this nightmare just end...?

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I think FFDragon just became my new Idol. Screw Clockspider. ~Crimson Sword

CC-
[Status]: Okay
[Equipped]: Dagger(Def. Item)
[Items (8/8)]: Starter Kit, $500, Yellow Plug, Patron's Diary, Circular Crank, Fire Emblem, Lighter, Lockpick

lj-
[Status]: Okay
[Equipped]: Samurai Edge(5/18; Burst), Crowbar(Def. Item)
[Items (4/8)]: Starter Kit, $500, Warehouse Office Key, Blue Gemstone

AZ-
[Status]: Okay
[Equip]: Modified Handgun (10/15), Survival Knife(Def. Item)
[Items (8/8)]: $500, Starter Kit, Clip (2/15), Green Herbs x2, Computer Circuit, Cookie, Lvl2 Keycard, Blank Yellow Book

GSMY-
[Status]: Okay
[Equipped]: Assualt Rifle(15/30), Sheathed Knife(Def. Item)
[Items (5/8)]: Starter Kit, $500, Hidden Note, AR Clip(30/30), Shovel

NES-
[Status]: Okay
[Equipped]: Rusty Axe
[Items (6/8)]: Starter Kit, $500, First Aid Spray, Red Gemstone, Bolt Cutters, Poem

TJ-
[Items (4/4)]: Digital Watches

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I think FFDragon just became my new Idol. Screw Clockspider. ~Crimson Sword

Tur came to, slowly...
"Heh, you look how I feel!" Natus jokes.
"Err...Thanks...I think..." Tur grogily replies. "Where are the others?"
"Well, Nate's over -"
BOOM!
"What the hell!?" Nate shouts, sounding distant.
"Sounded like the warehouse, or marketplace..." Natus calls back. Natus breifly considered going to check it out - AZ was of use to him... but the Tower was more important...
"Shtuh- HELP!"...It was Furious... Helping Tur up, Natus and Nate ran into the area Furious was exploring, to find a LOT of zombies.
"Pick a bodypart..."Natus mutters, aiming his SD magnum. "Oh, and Tur? No heroics!".

<OOC>I still don't want to use Ammo - might need it later if you get my meaning! Plus I am doing this the whole Nicholai style, so Ammo conservation is a big deal......Unless a better way is found, I will use my gun to headshot at least one zombie...<OOC>

Natus-
[Status]: Fine
[Equipped]: Self Defense Magnum (2/2), Steel Pipe(Def. Item)
[Items (4/8)]: Starter Kit, $500, Pillcase(2/2), Whistle

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"It's coming...It's not going to stop...it'll never stop...it's coming for us...It's coming to kill us..."