Re: Front Steps, Entrance Lobby and Foyer

by Chupacabra Sun Apr 25, 2021 6:08 am

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There was a loud screech and the shattering of glass, the scream so loud it was painful to the ears of the living nearby!!

by Ben Winters Sun Apr 25, 2021 8:13 pm

Kiko Aihara wrote:

Kiko nodded, stuffing her handgun in the bag, and then held Shane's face, using her thumbs to check his irises. "Dilated pupils, slight chemical smell... you said he was awake briefly? Hm..." she then lets his lids close and manipulated his head, and noticed the small pin prick mark on his neck. "Was he bitten?" She asked, the mark was very small though. If this is what I think it is, he was injected with Anesthesia or some form of it. Hm... in which case we can't do shit here. Not with these supplies. He's chemically induced, he may as well be in a mini coma... we'd need Propofol, Desflurane, Sevoflurane, or Nitrous oxide.... She thought. "If not, I think he's drugged. Anesthesia is possible cause, or a tranquilizer of sorts. He's effectively dead weight till he wakes up!" She called back. "Where's the Lieutenant? Cat?" She asked as well.

"Tranquilizer? hmm i think there's more to what happened here than the mayor is letting on, but more to point i don't think we have what would be needed to wake him up on hand" Ben then looked toward where Cat and Handy were "They should have been back by now" Ben got up to go check on the pair.

Chupacabra wrote:

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There was a loud screech and the shattering of glass, the scream so loud it was painful to the ears of the living nearby!!

The ear piercing screech echoed thoughout City Hall Ben covered his ears but he felt the pain it brought "FUCK!!!" Ben yelled he then heard sounds of struggle coming from the corridor ahead "Kiko wait here with Shane i'll be back ASAP" Ben rushed into the corridor his Elite II and Flashlight in hand.

(To Here)

by Matt Walker Fri Apr 30, 2021 6:20 am

Matt was returning to the city, heading towards the university when he saw the SWAT Van and for a moment, Sgt. Winters heading back into City hall. The windows blasting out with some, loud, powerful force! It was powerful enough to crack the windshield of his sedan! "SHIT!" he screamed, swerving as he hit a telephone pole hard! Glass shattered everywhere, and the hood steamed up as he sat behind the wheel. RPD Detective Matt Walker hissed at the jolt. "Well... guess I ain't getting to the Uni in this..." he grumbled, popping open the door and slid himself out of the wreck. He looked back to the city hall, drawing his .357 from his shoulder holster. The thought of leaving Sgt. Winters hanging didn't sit well, and now... he saw an Asian woman guarding another of the RPD's officers, Shane! "Oh Jesus, Shane!" He called out, running up to the pair, pointing to his badge as he approached the armed woman. "Don't worry, I'm RPD. What the hell was that just now? It totalled my car!" He says, glancing around. Since this morning... he had to deal with the walking dead, and he just barely got his parents and kid brother out of town.

Of course, coming back for Elza and I'm swamped with more monsters... He thought, but was honestly worried about his sister. He wanted to get her out of the city as well...

by Kiko Aihara Fri Apr 30, 2021 6:31 am

Matt Walker wrote:Matt was returning to the city, heading towards the university when he saw the SWAT Van and for a moment, Sgt. Winters heading back into City hall. The windows blasting out with some, loud, powerful force! It was powerful enough to crack the windshield of his sedan! "SHIT!" he screamed, swerving as he hit a telephone pole hard! Glass shattered everywhere, and the hood steamed up as he sat behind the wheel. RPD Detective Matt Walker hissed at the jolt. "Well... guess I ain't getting to the Uni in this..." he grumbled, popping open the door and slid himself out of the wreck. He looked back to the city hall, drawing his .357 from his shoulder holster. The thought of leaving Sgt. Winters hanging didn't sit well, and now... he saw an Asian woman guarding another of the RPD's officers, Shane! "Oh Jesus, Shane!" He called out, running up to the pair, pointing to his badge as he approached the armed woman. "Don't worry, I'm RPD. What the hell was that just now? It totalled my car!" He says, glancing around. Since this morning... he had to deal with the walking dead, and he just barely got his parents and kid brother out of town.

Of course, coming back for Elza and I'm swamped with more monsters... He thought, but was honestly worried about his sister. He wanted to get her out of the city as well...

Her ears were still ringing, she didn't hear the crash behind her nor the man's approach till she turned and aimed her glock at him- but the badge made her hesitant, and the fact he looked more alive than the zombies she'd ran into and was also talking to her. After a few moments she could hear again. "I don't know some sort of monster! Its not like the zombies, Ben just ran after Damian and Cat!" she explained. "And Shane here... its a long story but he'll be fine for now!" She yelled.

by Matt Walker Fri Apr 30, 2021 6:33 am

"The Lieutenant's here too? Ah shit..." He says, before looking to Shane and the woman... then the van. "Lemme help you take him into the Van, he's probably safer inside there..." He says, grabbing of of Shane's arms and hoisted him in a fireman's carry... which was awkward thanks to Shane's size and weight. "Ugh... heavy muscles..." He chuckled, before turning to her. "Cover me!" he began to make his way to the Van.

by Kiko Aihara Fri Apr 30, 2021 6:35 am

Kiko understood and followed after the officer, the zombies outside seemingly drawn to the sound of the vampiric monster's screams. "Shit, they're coming in quick!" She spat, firing the glock at one who got close to the man she assumed was a detective, having little time to really observe him. She backed the man up till they were inside the Van, and she closed the doors behind her. "That was close..." She gasped. "Kiko Aihara, Kiki to my friends." She says, offering the officer a hand.

by Matt Walker Fri Apr 30, 2021 6:40 am

The woman did well covering his ass as they both made it to the van, the zombies gathering outside were getting a little thicker... which he didn't like as he was planning to head into the City Hall after Winters and Handy. They probably know whats been going on better than I have... He thought, before turning to the woman, Kiko. "Matt." He smiled, taking her hand and shook it briskly. "Well, Kiko, I'm going to be an idiot... and head back inside. Just stay here and stay quiet, and protect Officer Lake here till I come back with the Sarge and Lt." He says, checking his revolver out of habit, still six shots. He swung the crane back into place and then moved to the front of the car. "Be right back!" He says, before closing the door behind him as he re-entered the street!

He made a mad dash for the city hall steps, crashing his way through the lobby and sprinted into the darkness...

(to here)

by Matt Walker Tue Apr 05, 2022 7:10 am

[from here]

Matt ushered the other survivors (Kiko, Steve, Cathy) along towards the SWAT vehicle helping the ladies pull the bigger man inside. He turned back, looking for Cathy, and went to start the van.

by Damian Handy Wed Apr 13, 2022 7:46 am

(from here)

The Lieutenant escorted Cathy back to the front steps of the City Hall, Sgt. Winters backing them up as the pair of officers notice the approaching horde of the undead! "Shit, everyone get in the Van!" Damian barked, shouldering the MP5, switching to single shot and picked off the horde slowly from range. "Ben, lets cover their asses," he says to Ben, then turns to Cathy, looking her in the eyes. "We'll meet up back at the station, move!" He then snapped his head to another zombie, picking it off in single-fire.

by Rufus Devlin Harris Sun Apr 17, 2022 12:44 pm

One of the active security cameras turned slowly, almost unnoticeably towards the group of survivors. The lens adjusting, zooming in on the Lieutenant, the Sargent, and most importantly- this mysterious 'Asian Reporter' from Chicago in the creamsicle invoking dress...

by Kenneth Oda Tue May 03, 2022 1:53 am

(from here)

Outside, Mr. Oda could see the street was lively with more zombified citizens. This is not like New York at all... but pretty close. He thought, his lidded eyes opening slightly, looking more sharp behind his large, horned rimmed glasses. He adjusted them, and smiled, before heading down the steps towards the S.W.A.T. Van! "Wait up for me!" He called out, reflexively swinging his right hand out with the 92FS he got off the Scutum Security Guard, and fired towards one of the zombies approaching the officers, firing a couple times, sending two bullets into the zombie's shoulder and neck and then a third time into its forehead! He still held the briefcase in hand, and quickly made his way up to the Van, loading himself into the back without waiting for approval. He could see an unconscious officer, big and muscly, a young Asian woman in biker attire, a blond man with a badge on his shoulder holster sliding into the driver's seat, and then there was the woman in the orange and white striped dress outside yet, lingering as the man with the MP5 shot at the approaching crowd of undead! My... this is fascinating... not quite like New York at all~ He thought, and grinned inwardly.

by Cathy McDonell Sat Jan 28, 2023 5:36 am

Damian Handy wrote:(from here)

The Lieutenant escorted Cathy back to the front steps of the City Hall, Sgt. Winters backing them up as the pair of officers notice the approaching horde of the undead! "Shit, everyone get in the Van!" Damian barked, shouldering the MP5, switching to single shot and picked off the horde slowly from range. "Ben, lets cover their asses," he says to Ben, then turns to Cathy, looking her in the eyes. "We'll meet up back at the station, move!" He then snapped his head to another zombie, picking it off in single-fire.

Cat nodded at Damian's remark, and it was obvious to notice that the front steps of City Hall were quickly becoming popular with the infected! "Be careful! Both of you!" Encouraged Cathy to both officers, running to the safety of the Van's rear hold! She quickly jumped inside after the Asian man, and who carried a brief case in one hand and a Beretta in the other. He looked business-y enough, but his smile put Cat off. Cat looked to the fallen officer Shane, who seemed to still be unwell, but had no obvious injuries before turning to look at Ben and Damian one last time. Good luck... She thought, before swinging the double doors of the van closed. She slid into the seat opposite of the 'giddy Asian businessman', and checked the magazine of Ben's VP70 before holstering it; the left handed model was a little awkward to wield, but she'd be able to use it to her advantage with enough practice.

She looked to the smiling man, and began introducing everyone. "The woman in leather is Kiko, the detective driving is Matt, the one on the ground is Shane, and I'm Cathy." She didn't sound all too thrilled to meet the newbie, her tone stoic and cold as she inspected him closely...

by Random Mobs Mon Jan 30, 2023 11:45 pm

Cathy McDonell wrote:
Damian Handy wrote:(from here)

The Lieutenant escorted Cathy back to the front steps of the City Hall, Sgt. Winters backing them up as the pair of officers notice the approaching horde of the undead! "Shit, everyone get in the Van!" Damian barked, shouldering the MP5, switching to single shot and picked off the horde slowly from range. "Ben, lets cover their asses," he says to Ben, then turns to Cathy, looking her in the eyes. "We'll meet up back at the station, move!" He then snapped his head to another zombie, picking it off in single-fire.

Cat nodded at Damian's remark, and it was obvious to notice that the front steps of City Hall were quickly becoming popular with the infected! "Be careful! Both of you!" Encouraged Cathy to both officers, running to the safety of the Van's rear hold! She quickly jumped inside after the Asian man, and who carried a brief case in one hand and a Beretta in the other. He looked business-y enough, but his smile put Cat off. Cat looked to the fallen officer Shane, who seemed to still be unwell, but had no obvious injuries before turning to look at Ben and Damian one last time. Good luck... She thought, before swinging the double doors of the van closed. She slid into the seat opposite of the 'giddy Asian businessman', and checked the magazine of Ben's VP70 before holstering it; the left handed model was a little awkward to wield, but she'd be able to use it to her advantage with enough practice.

She looked to the smiling man, and began introducing everyone. "The woman in leather is Kiko, the detective driving is Matt, the one on the ground is Shane, and I'm Cathy." She didn't sound all too thrilled to meet the newbie, her tone stoic and cold as she inspected him closely...

The number of 'infected'/zombified citizens swelled...

by **Admin** Mon Jan 30, 2023 11:45 pm

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'B.O.W. Encounter (#)' : 10, 6

by Random Mobs Mon Jan 30, 2023 11:47 pm

Random Mobs wrote:
The number of 'infected'/zombified citizens swelled...

Admin wrote:The member 'Random Mobs' has done the following action : Dice Roll WIP Testing

'B.O.W. Encounter (#)' : 10, 6

16 additional shambling creatures began to shamble their way over to the SWAT Van, the Police Sargent and Lieutenant, moaning and dragging their limbs as they slowly advanced with 10 or so zombies already present!

by **Admin** Mon Apr 24, 2023 9:57 pm

As the SWAT van left without the Lt. and Sgt., the pair now found themselves fighting off a small horde of the undead! However, a ray of hope soon after was delivered by a crackling from their hip mounted radios!

Officer Jean wrote:"Lieutenant? Sgt. Winters? Its Jean!"

The zombies continued their advance in spite of this new development, however!

Officer Jean wrote:
"The power just came back on, we're scrambling to equip for the operation, can you hold your position at the main hall for at least fifteen minutes? I'm working as quick as I can without blowing myself up over here! Just hang on!"

Was the young officer's desperate plea to his superiors, who were steadily becoming surrounded...!

by Ben Winters Tue Apr 25, 2023 6:13 pm

Admin wrote:As the SWAT van left without the Lt. and Sgt., the pair now found themselves fighting off a small horde of the undead! However, a ray of hope soon after was delivered by a crackling from their hip mounted radios!

Ben let out a sigh of relief as the SWAT van drove away "Okay it's time for the fun to begin" Ben began picking off some of the approaching horde with his Handgun "Damn they just keep coming" He spat inbetween shots.

Officer Jean wrote:"Lieutenant? Sgt. Winters? Its Jean!"

Ben heard Jean's voice as the radio on his hip crackled, He tried to grab his radio but was cut off mid attempt by a zombie swiping at him and grabbing his wrist, Ben used the zombies momentum against it to throw it to the ground unknowingly and unintentionally causing it's arm from below the elbow to tear off while still attached to him.

Officer Jean wrote:
"The power just came back on, we're scrambling to equip for the operation, can you hold your position at the main hall for at least fifteen minutes? I'm working as quick as I can without blowing myself up over here! Just hang on!"

Ben continued to dispatch more of the undead. It was at this point noticed he noticed the rotting arm somehow still clenched to his wrist "Oh what the fuck, that's gross" Ben shook his hand trying to it shake it off, Ben fired one more shot into the skull of another undead after which it clicked now empty "Argh today just can't get any worse" Ben managed to get the the arm off of him but realising he wouldn't have time to reload right now decided to put it use he swung it at the closest zombie to him connecting with a fleshy slap sound which caused his stomach to turn a little having given himself a little he was about to reload his gun but spotted a zombie creeping up from Damian's blindspot Ben shouted towards the Lieutenant "DUCK!!" as he threw the arm towards him.

by Damian Handy Wed Apr 26, 2023 1:42 am

Ben Winters wrote:
Ben let out a sigh of relief as the SWAT van drove away "Okay it's time for the fun to begin" Ben began picking off some of the approaching horde with his Handgun "Damn they just keep coming" He spat inbetween shots.

Ratatata-Ratatata-

Damian fired in bursts, to conserve ammo but also keep the shambling former humans at bay. He guided himself up a few steps, and switched to semi.

Tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-

The single fire gave him a tad more accuracy as he was able to aim for the heads of the shamblers, watching with horror as he watched bone and brain tissue explode out the other side. He overheard Ben's words, his eyes shifting to him before the swung back to the creatures hobbling towards him. "Yeah, 'fun' isn't quite the word I'm looking at right now Sargent." He replied, lifting the submachine gun again firing a couple more times in the more accurate semi-auto mode. "There's no end to them! Did everyone turn??" Handy noticed one of the zombies climbing up the steps wearing the Scutum Security attire, and noted the Beretta 92 in his holster yet. It was around this time the radio crackled to life:

Officer Jean wrote:"Lieutenant? Sgt. Winters? Its Jean!"

Damian noted this, and got low, swinging out his leg in a sweeping motion to knock the security guard off his leg, aiming the smg with one eye closed, in this low angled position and fired a quick shot into the zombified security guard's other leg, which forced him to fall back and push back other zombies climbing up the steps. Damian got up, lowering the SMG and grabbed his radio with his left hand. "Handy here, we're kinda busy Jean, but glad to hear your voice buddy! What's your ETA?" He exclaimed, raising the rather heavy SMG and firing a shaky semi-auto round into the closest zombie to his right, however, given the range between him and the target, the bullet met its mark in the creature's nose, bursting out the back side of its skull. During all of this, Ben was in the background, trying to shake off a new arm, and was blurry in the Lieutenant's peripheral vision.

Officer Jean wrote:
"The power just came back on, we're scrambling to equip for the operation, can you hold your position at the main hall for at least fifteen minutes? I'm working as quick as I can without blowing myself up over here! Just hang on!"

"FIFTEEN MINUTES?! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING JEAN, INSTALLING WINDOWS 98?! We don't have that kind of time man!! City Hall's only a two, three minute drive, tops from the station! Even less with this chaos! HAUL ASS MAN!!!" Screamed a red eyed Handy, who suddenly heard Ben screaming at him from his right. "WHAT?!" He screamed to his partner with that crazed look yet!

Ben Winters wrote:
Ben managed to get the the arm off of him but realising he wouldn't have time to reload right now decided to put it use he swung it at the closest zombie to him connecting with a fleshy slap sound which caused his stomach to turn a little having given himself a little he was about to reload his gun but spotted a zombie creeping up from Damian's blindspot Ben shouted towards the Lieutenant "DUCK!!" as he threw the arm towards him.

Damian saw a line of grey blurring towards him, and all he could do was dive to one knee, as the 'disarmed arm' slammed into a zombie which had crept up behind him! "Well shit!" He spat, slamming the skeleton stock of the MP5 into the creature's chest, knocking him up the stairs before switching from semi to full auto and unloaded the rest of the mag into the creature's chest, neck and head in a blur of muzzle flashes!

Ratatata-Ratatata--CLICK!

The mag ran dry, Damian rocked the empty magazine out and tossed it at another zombie's face to his left, between him and Ben, forcing it to fall down the steps and allowing the Lieutenant to look at Ben with a smirk. "Nice disarming technique!" He couldn't help himself. Handy took the magazine from his belt, and rocked into the magwell of the MP5, slapping the receiver and turned the weapon down at the encroaching crowd. "Shit... we're hardly making a dent!" He groaned. "Bad news, we've gotta enjoy this 'fun' of yours for fifteen more minutes!" He spat, before noting Ben's side was more crowded. "Hey, heads up don't let it drop!" He screamed to Ben, tossing the loaded MP5A3 his direction! "Put those marksmanship skills to use!"

The large black gun arched towards Ben, but he didn't stick around to watch the man catch it, instead, Handy hopped down the steps, two at a time, to where the security guard zombie he disabled earlier was crawling, and landed with both boots on its skull!

SMASH!

Blood, bone, brain matter splashed over Handy's police boots and navy blue uniform slacks! "Aw man, I just had this dry cleaned! Mr. Wen is gonna kill me!" He grimaced, but quickly reached down, grabbing the man's holstered weapon and drew it out with his left hand while drawing his own Beretta from his hip holster!

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He held out both handguns wide and looked between the lurching targets on his side. Ben, you may be a better shot than me, but... He thought, as Handy's mind went into full clarity. He leveled his left wrist towards a secretary zombie, thumbing down the safety of the 92F and pulled the trigger. It was a stronger pull than the issued 92Fs from the station which Kendo customized to be hair triggers, so he knew his left hand will be slower than his right as soon as the blued slide rocked back with a loud 'Ping', the former human's face rocking back as a 9mm tore her scalp and most of her brain out the back of her messy blond hair! He turned his right wrist to a pair of zombies, firing the hair trigger 9mm and used the recoil to line up his second shot and fired again!

-Ping!Ping!-

-but I'm no slouch myself! Damian finished his thoughts as he swung his left arm under his right as he twisted his body to face Ben, firing the slower handgun in his left hand into the skull of a grey mass! He wasn't even registering what they looked like, to Damian right now, these undead freaks now looked the same as his faster right hand fell upon three more in rapid succession!

-Ping!Ping!Ping!-

Damian sprinted towards Ben, swinging his left boot into the knee of a zombie that grabbed for his left, Damian turned his head into his right shoulder as he rose the right hand past his left shoulder and squeezed a very loud, deafening blast into the face of the zombie! Blood splattered Damian's hair and left shoulder, his hearing in his left ear gone save a constant ringing of the tinnitus. He ignored it, and raised the left Beretta in front of him and fired a round into the back of the knee of a zombie that briefly grabbed Ben's shirt from behind, forcing it down onto its other knee so Ben could finish it off! He saw a bigger zombie who never saw the outside of a Burger Kong, the guy had to be 410 lbs, and the half deaf Lieutenant rose both handguns to the overweight zombie and unloaded both guns at once as he screamed! Blood sprout out like blooming flowers from the heavyweight zombie on the stairwell above Ben as Damian continued to approach it whilst firing both weapons!

-Ping!Ping!Ping!Ping!Ping!Ping!Ping!Ping!Ping!Ping!Ping!Ping!-Click!
-Ping!Ping!Ping!Ping!Ping!Ping!Ping!Ping!Ping!Ping!-Click!

The handgun in his right hand rand dry first, while the other in his left fired twice more before the blued slide racked back! Casings struck Damian in the face from the left weapon all the while, but he pushed through the pelting of hot metal as fat boy finally teetered and rolled down the steps past Ben and into the climbing crowd! Ben, who was no doubt having his own share of intense combat during all of this may have needed a pick-me-up for his MP5 so turned his back to Ben, to give him back cover! "Clip on my right belt!" He exclaimed to his partner, indicating the full banana mag for the MP5 he still had; shoved into a side pack built for a Beretta magazine. During this, Damian hit the mag release on both of his handguns, letting the spent fifteen round mags drop to a clatter with a swift flick of his wrists! He tucked both guns under each of his armpits, holding the screaming hot metal between his upper arm and ribs, reaching down to his other magazine pouches and pulled up a pair of mags, flipped them around and crossed his arms again to ram the mags into the wells of each emptied handgun! He fumbled slightly as his piercing blue eyes fell upon the encroaching dead shambling towards them, driving the magazines up part way before he grabbed the weapons by their grips and drew them out-

-Damian held the Beretta 92s in each hand so he could see them in a profile view, tilting his wrists so they mirrored one another, he slams both faceplates of the magazines together to drive the clips all the way through! Then, with the barrels still pointed up at the sky, he reached with his thumb on his right hand, his index finger on his left, and hit the slide releases-

Ka-chink! Ka-chink!

The slides rolled forwards, causing Damian's hands to recoil slightly, each handgun loaded now as he lowered the dual 92Fs and prepared to fight off his next target!

"We have a mission to complete, remember that Ben... Don't over exert yourself!" Damian reminded his friend, and prepared to open fire!

by Ben Winters Fri Aug 11, 2023 9:20 am

Damian Handy wrote:
The mag ran dry, Damian rocked the empty magazine out and tossed it at another zombie's face to his left, between him and Ben, forcing it to fall down the steps and allowing the Lieutenant to look at Ben with a smirk. "Nice disarming technique!" He couldn't help himself. Handy took the magazine from his belt, and rocked into the magwell of the MP5, slapping the receiver and turned the weapon down at the encroaching crowd. "Shit... we're hardly making a dent!" He groaned. "Bad news, we've gotta enjoy this 'fun' of yours for fifteen more minutes!" He spat, before noting Ben's side was more crowded. "Hey, heads up don't let it drop!" He screamed to Ben, tossing the loaded MP5A3 his direction! "Put those marksmanship skills to use!".

The large black gun arched towards Ben, but he didn't stick around to watch the man catch it, instead, Handy hopped down the steps, two at a time, to where the security guard zombie he disabled earlier was crawling, and landed with both boots on its skull!

Ben looked as Damian called out to see the MP5 flying towards him, Ben quickly dispatched a zombie that was in front of him then holstered his handgun so he could catch the MP5, Ben flicked the SMG into single fire and quickly dispatched multiple zombies that were attempting to overcrowed him Ben chuckled to himself "Haha this is more like it"

Damian Handy wrote:
Damian sprinted towards Ben, swinging his left boot into the knee of a zombie that grabbed for his left, Damian turned his head into his right shoulder as he rose the right hand past his left shoulder and squeezed a very loud, deafening blast into the face of the zombie! Blood splattered Damian's hair and left shoulder, his hearing in his left ear gone save a constant ringing of the tinnitus. He ignored it, and raised the left Beretta in front of him and fired a round into the back of the knee of a zombie that briefly grabbed Ben's shirt from behind, forcing it down onto its other knee so Ben could finish it off! He saw a bigger zombie who never saw the outside of a Burger Kong, the guy had to be 410 lbs, and the half deaf Lieutenant rose both handguns to the overweight zombie and unloaded both guns at once as he screamed! Blood sprout out like blooming flowers from the heavyweight zombie on the stairwell above Ben as Damian continued to approach it whilst firing both weapons!

Ben felt the back of his shirt being pulled briefly before feeling it loosen from Damians shot to it's knee as it fell to one knee Ben lowered his aim to it's to deliver the final shot. Ben then heard Damian screaming amongst the dual firing berretas, Ben then noticed the overweight zombie being peppered with bullets "Woah where did that big fucker come from" Ben then flicked the MP5 to burst fire and dispatched a few more of the undead adding more bodies to the evergrowing herd.

Damian Handy wrote:
The handgun in his right hand rand dry first, while the other in his left fired twice more before the blued slide racked back! Casings struck Damian in the face from the left weapon all the while, but he pushed through the pelting of hot metal as fat boy finally teetered and rolled down the steps past Ben and into the climbing crowd! Ben, who was no doubt having his own share of intense combat during all of this may have needed a pick-me-up for his MP5 so turned his back to Ben, to give him back cover! "Clip on my right belt!" He exclaimed to his partner, indicating the full banana mag for the MP5 he still had; shoved into a side pack built for a Beretta magazine.
"We have a mission to complete, remember that Ben... Don't over exert yourself!" Damian reminded his friend, and prepared to open fire!

Ben sidestepped as king kong teetered and eventually fell and rolled past him down the concrete steps, Ben kicked another zombie in the knee before firing a burst of shots into it's face, He fired more bursts into the approaching undead, "Shit" Ben spat as the MP5 ran dry, it was at this point Damian reminded Ben not to go to crazy as they still had a mission to complete, while also providing Ben with a fresh clip, "Thanks" Ben pulled the MP5's bolt back released the empty mag and shoved the full one into the magwell then smacking the reciever which clicked in response. The Two officers now back to back both prepared to continue firing, Ben fired at a few more zombies that were getting a bit too close turned to Damian recalling something he said earlier "Wait did you say we have to keep this up for fifteen minutes.... FIFTEEN!!! what the hell is Jean doing?!" Ben groaned slightly irritated "I take it back this isn't fun anymore"

by Damian Handy Mon Aug 14, 2023 11:31 pm

Damian smirked at Ben's camaraderie, the pair had come a long way in the past few years. From rivals to partners and a good friend, they were able to keep up with one another when it came to combat situations which made him the only logical choice for Delta Team's second in command. Sure, he was younger than Handy himself, and many of the other guys on their team as well but that only made the notoriety of Delta Team all the more sweeter to his ears. It helped the Lieutenant feel a little proud with that target on his back knowing he had others he could depend on. Ben's reaction to the fifteen minutes of hell was natural and expected. "Probably carefully loading the C4 into the truck, not knowing that we can toss that shit about so long as it's not connected to the detonator!" He explained.

They were low on ammo, however there were plenty of zombified Scutum Security guards among the group and those they already killed. "I've got somewhat of a plan, scavenge the mags from the belts of the fallen guards, then we'll hold a higher position till Jean gets here!" He explained, shooting a zombie with his standard issue before grabbing onto the belt of a fallen Security guard, tucking one of his handguns into his holster before yanking out two Beretta 9mm Magazines and grabbing the edge of one of the empty Mp5 mags Ben dropped. "I'll load you a fresh mag, keep them off my back!" He explained as he tucked mags into his pouches and went to grab more ammunition, giving Ben some cover with the non-standard Beretta he got off one of the guards!

by Ben Winters Tue Aug 15, 2023 7:57 pm

Damian Handy wrote:Damian smirked at Ben's camaraderie, the pair had come a long way in the past few years. From rivals to partners and a good friend, they were able to keep up with one another when it came to combat situations which made him the only logical choice for Delta Team's second in command. Sure, he was younger than Handy himself, and many of the other guys on their team as well but that only made the notoriety of Delta Team all the more sweeter to his ears. It helped the Lieutenant feel a little proud with that target on his back knowing he had others he could depend on. Ben's reaction to the fifteen minutes of hell was natural and expected. "Probably carefully loading the C4 into the truck, not knowing that we can toss that shit about so long as it's not connected to the detonator!" He explained.

Ben chuckled slightly which slowly turned into a groan "I really hope he isn't, we're not exactly in a favourable situation right now"

They were low on ammo, however there were plenty of zombified Scutum Security guards among the group and those they already killed. "I've got somewhat of a plan, scavenge the mags from the belts of the fallen guards, then we'll hold a higher position till Jean gets here!" He explained, shooting a zombie with his standard issue before grabbing onto the belt of a fallen Security guard, tucking one of his handguns into his holster before yanking out two Beretta 9mm Magazines and grabbing the edge of one of the empty Mp5 mags Ben dropped. "I'll load you a fresh mag, keep them off my back!" He explained as he tucked mags into his pouches and went to grab more ammunition, giving Ben some cover with the non-standard Beretta he got off one of the guards!

Upon hearing Damian's plan Ben responded "Roger that" Ben followed Damian providing him with cover fire as he recovered more ammo. Ben switched the MP5 to single shot for the time being and dropped a few more zombies that were getting close "At this rate" Ben dispatched two more of the undead "We'll end like the fuckers we're shooting at" Ben shivered at the thought as he switched to burst fire spraying several shots into the seemingly infinte swarm of undead "Nope, we're not dying here not today" Ben was about to dodge a zombie that lunged at him only for it's head to spray blood from the cover fire Damian "Ha" Ben blerted out "You fuckers ain't stopping us we're like a well oiled machine" Ben fired a few rounds from the MP5 which began to click as it ran dry "Shit, SMG's empty LT" Ben spat as he pulled out his Elite II then slamming the MP5's stock into a zombies chest and ending it with a shot from his sidearm "How we doin LT" Ben asked as calm as he could

by Damian Handy Tue Aug 15, 2023 10:46 pm

Ben Winters wrote:
Damian Handy wrote:Damian smirked at Ben's camaraderie, the pair had come a long way in the past few years. From rivals to partners and a good friend, they were able to keep up with one another when it came to combat situations which made him the only logical choice for Delta Team's second in command. Sure, he was younger than Handy himself, and many of the other guys on their team as well but that only made the notoriety of Delta Team all the more sweeter to his ears. It helped the Lieutenant feel a little proud with that target on his back knowing he had others he could depend on. Ben's reaction to the fifteen minutes of hell was natural and expected. "Probably carefully loading the C4 into the truck, not knowing that we can toss that shit about so long as it's not connected to the detonator!" He explained.

Ben chuckled slightly which slowly turned into a groan "I really hope he isn't, we're not exactly in a favourable situation right now"

They were low on ammo, however there were plenty of zombified Scutum Security guards among the group and those they already killed. "I've got somewhat of a plan, scavenge the mags from the belts of the fallen guards, then we'll hold a higher position till Jean gets here!" He explained, shooting a zombie with his standard issue before grabbing onto the belt of a fallen Security guard, tucking one of his handguns into his holster before yanking out two Beretta 9mm Magazines and grabbing the edge of one of the empty Mp5 mags Ben dropped. "I'll load you a fresh mag, keep them off my back!" He explained as he tucked mags into his pouches and went to grab more ammunition, giving Ben some cover with the non-standard Beretta he got off one of the guards!

Upon hearing Damian's plan Ben responded "Roger that" Ben followed Damian providing him with cover fire as he recovered more ammo. Ben switched the MP5 to single shot for the time being and dropped a few more zombies that were getting close "At this rate" Ben dispatched two more of the undead "We'll end like the fuckers we're shooting at" Ben shivered at the thought as he switched to burst fire spraying several shots into the seemingly infinite swarm of undead "Nope, we're not dying here not today" Ben was about to dodge a zombie that lunged at him only for it's head to spray blood from the cover fire Damian "Ha" Ben blurted out "You fuckers ain't stopping us we're like a well oiled machine" Ben fired a few rounds from the MP5 which began to click as it ran dry "Shit, SMG's empty LT" Ben spat as he pulled out his Elite II then slamming the MP5's stock into a zombies chest and ending it with a shot from his sidearm "How we doin LT" Ben asked as calm as he could

Damian began resorting to cutting off belts from the corpses with his bowie knife, holding four belts in his left hand as he looked over to Ben. "Shit... to be honest it be better if we took a brisk jog to the station at this rate, Sarge!" He answered back before waving his hand. "Up the stairs!"

He lead Ben back to the main entrance to City Hall when he saw the zombies beyond the glass doors within the lobby! "Fuck, what is with this modern glass and steel architecture?!" He spat before taking one of the pistol belts and used it to tie the handles of the double doors closed. He drew the mags from the other belts, and slid a few of the 92 magazines Ben's direction. "Toss me your MP5 Mags, I'll reload'em!" Damian said as he knelt behind a bicycle rack at the top of the steps and began to unload 9mm ammunition from two of the recently acquired 92F magazines. Thirty bullets... okay, just gotta load'em in! He told himself as he began to quickly load the MP5 banana mag he had picked up off the steps. As this was occurring, Ben was giving him cover with his custom handgun. The stable Samurai Edge like clone was great for Ben's marksmanship skills, but at the moment he'd wished they had an M16 with a Dot Scope or Ben's Marksman MP5 Kendo whipped up for him. "Ben..." Damian sighed, looking left and right as he loaded 28 bullets by this point into the magazine. "...a couple weeks back, that square cake thing you lost in the fridge? I blamed it on Kevin because he's been such a slush lately he would just accept anything as fact; but it was me. I ate that thing your mother or aunt sent you! It just looked so good, that Battenwhatsit, I'm sorry! I had to get that off my chest in case we end up like these sad fucks!" He exclaimed, finishing the mag and then slid it over to him. "Mag full!"

Damian then began to unload another pair of M9 mags!

by Ben Winters Thu Aug 17, 2023 8:57 pm

Damian Handy wrote:

Damian began resorting to cutting off belts from the corpses with his bowie knife, holding four belts in his left hand as he looked over to Ben. "Shit... to be honest it be better if we took a brisk jog to the station at this rate, Sarge!" He answered back before waving his hand. "Up the stairs!"

"I don't think we'd make it though the shitstorm of undead" Ben shot three rounds into three undead fucks. Ben then followed the Lieutenant as he ushered him towards the stairs "On my way" Ben followed while shooting trying to thin the undead crowd.

Damian Handy wrote:
He lead Ben back to the main entrance to City Hall when he saw the zombies beyond the glass doors within the lobby! "Fuck, what is with this modern glass and steel architecture?!" He spat before taking one of the pistol belts and used it to tie the handles of the double doors closed. He drew the mags from the other belts, and slid a few of the 92 magazines Ben's direction. "Toss me your MP5 Mags, I'll reload'em!" Damian said as he knelt behind a bicycle rack at the top of the steps and began to unload 9mm ammunition from two of the recently acquired 92F magazines.

Ben Took cover behind another bicycle rack opposite the one Damian was behind, He then took out the empty MP5 mag "Catch" Ben called out as he slid it towards Damian. Ben quickly checked his magazine for his Elite II "8 bullets left in this one" Ben caught the mags Damian slid towards him, He then popped up from behind the bike rack and fired his remaining bullets dropping another 8 zombies with on point shots "Fuck yeah, you better watchout Redfield i'm coming for that first place trophy" Ben shouted out, He looked towards Damian "Sorry i got a little to into it just then" Ben took out the empty mag from his handgun and began to load a full one in it's place.

Damian Handy wrote:
Thirty bullets... okay, just gotta load'em in! He told himself as he began to quickly load the MP5 banana mag he had picked up off the steps. As this was occurring, Ben was giving him cover with his custom handgun. The stable Samurai Edge like clone was great for Ben's marksmanship skills, but at the moment he'd wished they had an M16 with a Dot Scope or Ben's Marksman MP5 Kendo whipped up for him. "Ben..." Damian sighed, looking left and right as he loaded 28 bullets by this point into the magazine. "...a couple weeks back, that square cake thing you lost in the fridge? I blamed it on Kevin because he's been such a slush lately he would just accept anything as fact; but it was me. I ate that thing your mother or aunt sent you! It just looked so good, that Battenwhatsit, I'm sorry! I had to get that off my chest in case we end up like these sad fucks!" He exclaimed, finishing the mag and then slid it over to him. "Mag full!" Damian then began to unload another pair of M9 mags!

Ben turned towards Damian as he said his name, Ben looked somewhat confused "LT?, you go-" it was at this point Damian confessed to eating his Battenburg that his aunt sent him "WHAT!!!!" Ben shouted almost bursting a blood vessel "IT WAS YOU THIS WHOLE TIME" Ben let out an audible sigh "I'm not angry" Ben then picked up the mag that slid back of his gun and slammed it into the magwell, He then reloaded the MP5 then briefly scowled at Damian, He then jumped out from behind the bike rack switched to full auto "RAAAAAHHHHHHH" Ben roared wildly as he emptied the mag into the heads of multiple zombies, Ben got back behind cover and slid the empty mag back to Damian "That ones empty again" Ben spoke in a dull tone he then looked at Damian "Your an ass, BUT! i accept your apology" Ben sighed "We should probably try and get in touch with Jean and see where the hell he is" Ben looked to Damian once more "Did you at least enjoy it?"

by Damian Handy Sat Aug 19, 2023 12:13 am

Ben Winters wrote:
Ben turned towards Damian as he said his name, Ben looked somewhat confused "LT?, you go-" it was at this point Damian confessed to eating his Battenburg that his aunt sent him "WHAT!!!!" Ben shouted almost bursting a blood vessel "IT WAS YOU THIS WHOLE TIME" Ben let out an audible sigh "I'm not angry" Ben then picked up the mag that slid back of his gun and slammed it into the magwell, He then reloaded the MP5 then briefly scowled at Damian, He then jumped out from behind the bike rack switched to full auto "RAAAAAHHHHHHH" Ben roared wildly as he emptied the mag into the heads of multiple zombies, Ben got back behind cover and slid the empty mag back to Damian "That ones empty again" Ben spoke in a dull tone he then looked at Damian "Your an ass, BUT! i accept your apology" Ben sighed "We should probably try and get in touch with Jean and see where the hell he is" Ben looked to Damian once more "Did you at least enjoy it?"

Damian was in the middle of reloading the empty banana magazine when Ben shouted louder than the sound of gunfire! Damian winced then sharply turned to face Ben, who proceeded to ammo dump the fresh 30 round magazine into the approaching zombies. Considering Ben was a far better shot than he was, he conceded to Ben's dull tone and anger and answered truthfully. "...it reminded me of my childhood." he explained. "I told you I grew up in the UK for a bit, between Northern Ireland and Great Britain. It was just... nostalgic." He explained as he finished loading the magazine and sent it back to Ben. "Full mag!" He then slid one of the spare handguns from the acquired pistol belts over to Ben as well. He began loading the warm MP5 magazine Ben shot at him, before pressing the radio against his cheek and his shoulder; his cheek hitting the send button. "Jean! Where the hell are you?"

"Sorry guys! I'm just about finished! Just hold out for ten more minute-"

"JEAN. WE DON'T HAVE TEN MINUTES! JUST TOSS IT IN THE BACK AND YOU'LL BE FINE! ITS NOT EXPLOSIVE UNLESS IT HAS A DETONATOR ATTACHED!" Damian screamed, actually holding the radio at this point since Jean said ten minutes!

"...wait, what?!"

"Fuck me, Jean! Just get over here quick as you can God damn it! If you wait any longer, we'll be torn apart!" he spat. "Oh shit!" Damian's eyes spotted quick movement among the shamblers!

"Lieutenant?! Sarge? Whats-?!"

Jean's voice got lost as Damian dropped the walkie, and threw Ben the paltry loaded mag he was working on as he drew the blued Beretta 92 from his holster. "Ben! Dog!!" He said as he tried to take pot shots at the swerving doberman that was making its way up the staircase. For the love of Christ, it looks skinned! Damian noted as he fired the handgun three times, missing two of his shots given the speedy movement of the beast, but the third hit its hindquarters, making it slid a little on one of the landings in the stairwell. It looked gnarly... its body a mess of blood drenched fur, muscle and sinew. Its eyes reflective and white, its canines drooling.

"What's going on?!" Jean's voice continued to call out as Damian fired a fourth shot, clipping one of its ear's as it continued to climb the stairs towards them! "BEN! SHOOT IT!" Screamed Damian when he realized he missed!

by Ben Winters Sat Aug 19, 2023 3:48 pm

Damian Handy wrote:
Damian was in the middle of reloading the empty banana magazine when Ben shouted louder than the sound of gunfire! Damian winced then sharply turned to face Ben, who proceeded to ammo dump the fresh 30 round magazine into the approaching zombies. Considering Ben was a far better shot than he was, he conceded to Ben's dull tone and anger and answered truthfully. "...it reminded me of my childhood." he explained. "I told you I grew up in the UK for a bit, between Northern Ireland and Great Britain. It was just... nostalgic." He explained as he finished loading the magazine and sent it back to Ben. "Full mag!" He then slid one of the spare handguns from the acquired pistol belts over to Ben as well. He began loading the warm MP5 magazine Ben shot at him, before pressing the radio against his cheek and his shoulder; his cheek hitting the send button. "Jean! Where the hell are you?"

Ben smiled as Damian mention about the cake reminding him of his childhood "Yeah, i had it more than i probably should have as a kid" Ben then caught the freshly loaded mag and loaded it into the MP5, Ben then grabbed the handgun that was slid over to him he took out his custom handgun and began to fire at more zombies with both handguns.

Damian Handy wrote:
"Sorry guys! I'm just about finished! Just hold out for ten more minute-"

"JEAN. WE DON'T HAVE TEN MINUTES! JUST TOSS IT IN THE BACK AND YOU'LL BE FINE! ITS NOT EXPLOSIVE UNLESS IT HAS A DETONATOR ATTACHED!" Damian screamed, actually holding the radio at this point since Jean said ten minutes!

"...wait, what?!"

"Fuck me, Jean! Just get over here quick as you can God damn it! If you wait any longer, we'll be torn apart!" he spat. "Oh shit!" Damian's eyes spotted quick movement among the shamblers!

"Lieutenant?! Sarge? Whats-?!"

Jean's voice got lost as Damian dropped the walkie, and threw Ben the paltry loaded mag he was working on as he drew the blued Beretta 92 from his holster. "Ben! Dog!!" He said as he tried to take pot shots at the swerving doberman that was making its way up the staircase. For the love of Christ, it looks skinned! Damian noted as he fired the handgun three times, missing two of his shots given the speedy movement of the beast, but the third hit its hindquarters, making it slid a little on one of the landings in the stairwell. It looked gnarly... its body a mess of blood drenched fur, muscle and sinew. Its eyes reflective and white, its canines drooling.

"What's going on?!" Jean's voice continued to call out as Damian fired a fourth shot, clipping one of its ear's as it continued to climb the stairs towards them! "BEN! SHOOT IT!" Screamed Damian when he realized he missed!

Ben was still firing with both handguns into the crowd, he then heard the walkie hit the ground, He turned just managing to catch the mag Damian threw to him, It was this point he was alerted to the dog "aw shit" Ben pointed both handguns but couldn't get a clear shot, Damian managed to hit the beast causing it to slide briefly, Damian's forth shot just barely clipped it's ear "Right that's it shithead" Ben spat *click* click* both handguns were empty Ben dropped then handguns for the moment and grabbed the MP5, As Damian shouted for him to shoot it the dog lunged at the pair prompting Ben to smack it with the MP5 knocking it back down a few steps before it had the chance to recover Ben fired the MP5 into it's body and head until it no longer moved "Now stay" Ben let out a sigh of relief although it was a bit too soon from out of nowhere another dog jumped at him knocking him to the floor Ben was managing to keep it bay due to it was chewing on the MP5 "Motherfucker!!" Ben spat "This is not a fucking chew toy" Ben wrestled with the beast keeping it from chewing his face off.

Ben reached into the front of his pants where his desert eagle had tucked earlier Ben aimed it at the dogs head and pulled the trigger, blood and brain matter flying everywhere. Ben pushed the beast off of him and looked over to Damian who looked rather annoyed, Ben then realised he was covered in most of if not all of the now dead dogs brain matter "Oh shit, my bad LT" Ben then grabbed his radio "Jean hurry the fuck up man, if the undead fucks don't kill me i'm pretty sure Damian will"

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