Brrrraaaainnsss!! a Zombie RPG

[Schizo]

Ice cold air flew through the group as they stepped back outside, it was a nice feeling from the dank stale smell of the basement. No stars could be seen, but the moon was full and happy as it hung in the deep velvet sky. Nick stood still for a bit closing his eyes, taking in a long breath, readying himself for anything that reared its ugly head. Marbelle watched Nick and also breathed heavily, realising that she was siging rather than taking in the air, she blushed a little and composed herself, none of the others had noticed.

They were now at the back entrance to the Hospital, a few street lights dotted the road, but mainly it was fires from burning cars and what not that illuminated the street. Where should they all go? Where would there be life? Nick wasn't sure, but he needed to get everyone to a safe place, and the safest place he could think of was the police station.

Nick turned around to face the others "Right, i think we should head to the Police Station" he said having a quick scan of the area, it was deadly quiet, maybe too quiet, but he had to push that fact to the back of his mind right now, he had other concerns. "Its a safe place with weapons and i can also get the keys to the van, it should be big enough for all of us".

"What good is the van going to do us?" Angela refuted "We have no idea where is and isn't infected with these things!"

"Good point" agreed Anna, "We should get to the station and stay there"

"What and end up like the people in the Hospital?" Luke fired back. Everyone was stressed, hungry and tired, this didn't help the situation.

"Calm down everyone" Marbelle said in a controlled but authorative voice, she stepped forward. "I think Nick is right, although we don't know how far the infection has spread, its better to keep moving and avoiding these 'things' rather than becoming their food" All the group were listening and seemed to nod and agree with Marbelle, she had a kind of assertive power, but she talked in a way that wasn't demeaning or argumentative, this impressed Nick and he couldn't help feeling attracted to her.

"Right okay its decided, the police station it is! Any ideas on the way then don't hesitate to put them forward" added Nick. The others then started to walk ahead. Nick and Marbelle were left standing together and they exchanged glances "Thanks" he said to her, she smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek as she walked past....

[Samuel]

Sam watched Marbelle kiss Nick on the cheek. I suppose Anna's right...speaking of.. He whirled around and parried the golf club with his sword. The golf club wasn't going to hit him hard anyways, but he was annoyed all the same. "Anna... save it for the zombies." "Aww..." I guess I'm...PHYSICALLY attracted to Angela... I don't see much of anything happening between us.

[LavenderFairy]

Angela shivered violently as the air blew in her face and her arms directly. She had promised herself that if she survived this incident, first thing on her "to do" list would be to build a refuge in her mansion, just in case, of course. The singer caught up to her manager and clung to her arm. Marbelle smiled warmly at her. "It will be alright Angie". The girl nodded, although their situation wasn´t good, there was something in Marbelle´s smile that always reasured her, it was almost like a motherly love or something.

On their way, they found several cars but decided against taking them. After all, the streets were lined up with abandoned vehicles in all directions, it would be difficult to advance with all those obstacles. "Look!", Sam pointed to a car agency just on the other side of the street. All the way they had been walking in the shadows, carefully hiding behind the cars. The agency street, seemed to be empty and dangerous.

"You already know we can´t use cars...", pointed Anna frowning. Sam shook his head, "Not cars, but what about motorcycles?". Nick placed a hand on his chin, "Hmm... thats an excellent idea!". "But...", Angela stepped in  "The way is open... what if they are there?". Marbelle readied her magnum, "Maybe if just two of us go there...".

"Agreed!", Nick quickly added. "Luke, you stay here with the kids while me and Marbelle get us some motorcycles". Luke crossed his arms, "Right, now you want me to babysit?". "Hey!", Sam interrupted, "That was my idea, let me go too!". Anna held his hand, "Bro...". He turned to her and gave her a warm hug, "You stay here with Angela and Luke. Dont worry about me sis!".

Angela gave Marbelle and Nick a hug too. "Don´t go dying on me, ok?". Marbelle touched her cheek while Nick patted her head. "It´ll be fine kiddo".

After a few more warnings and advices. The three of them quickly crossed the street. If there were indeed rotten ones around then it was best to move with haste. The building loomed before them, its crystal walls untouched, showing the cars in display, sent a vibe of reassurance to the party. Nick was first to approach the glass doors, he noticed they were unlocked. Apparently, the people inside had also fled to safety... or death.

"Eyes and ears alert at all times", he warned both as he pushed the doors. Once inside, they roamed around for said motorcycles. "Whoa! Sweet", Sam observed. He had found 4 touring bikes, a red, blue, green and yellow. Big enough for two passengers each and also with intercom´s integrated. "Lets put this babies to use", Nick added as he approached.

Marbelle went over to the desks to find the keys, as she was roaming around, a sound, not to far away from her, made her stop. Nick and Sam began discussing about the motorcycles and apparently missed the sounds. She backed away towards a wall on the back, it looked like the entrance to the offices. "Oh my god..."

Out of the corners of the store, came lurking about 30 of them. They had of course noticed the two men but had decided to go for the door instead. They came in big groups and blocked the doors, never making more than a little sound.

"Damnit Nick!", she cried, scared. The two turned quickly to look at her. "Come towards me, hurry!", she pleaded. Startled, they obeyed and hurried to her side. "Look at that...", she pointed to the rotten fortress. "Are they planning?", Sam felt Marbelle´s hands on his shoulders, she was shaking. "I didn´t know those things could reason..."

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Meanwhile, outside Angela and Anna were sitting on the sidewalk, looking at the stars and tying to calm themselves down. Luke had been practicing with the gun, pointing at every place but not really shooting. That was until he turned back to the agency and gasped.

"Girls...".

They turned to him as he pointed towards the agency. "It seems our little rotten friends are blocking the way out...". Angela gasped, "Marbelle!", she began running toward the agency but Luke pulled her back with force. She fell into Anna´s arms. "Wha...?", the singer stuttered, stunned. "Do not go around killing yourself like that, we need a plan".

And quick...

This is the motorcycle for future references <33333

[Samuel]

Anna knew what she had to do. She pulled the grenade out of her pocket, pulled the pin, and tossed it into the small horde of undead.
BOOM! Parts went flying and blood spattered the floor! "That should make things easier."

Sam grinned, and, stepping forward, spun his sword. "Let's get to work."

[Schizo]

Nick, Marbelle and Sam all ducked as the explosive went off outside. <<Well done sis!>> thought Sam as he was ducked behind a table that Marbelle had quickly turned to cheild themselves. They all stood up slowly looking forward to see what damage the grenade had done.

"Right that's taken a few of them out!" Nick shouted as bits of glass crashed to the floor, and pieces of the building started to crumble.

"Try and save as much ammo as you can!" He said to Marbelle who nodded back. She bent down and picked up a heavy piece of wood that had come loose from the explosion "I'll use this instead" She said winking at both Sam and Nick.

They all hopped over the table running towards the remaining creatures that were left, some were still alive and dragging their corpes across the floor with just their arms. Using the butt of the shotgun Nick rammed it into the skull of a zombie, crippleing it instantly, forcing it to collapse to the floor. Marbelle was swiping at any of them she came in contact too, hitting some in the shins and knees to knock them to the floor, then finishing them by stamping on their heads, exploding their brains across the newly polished marble floor. Sam was using his sword to amputate limbs off of the creatures, swooping the sword round and round, blood spurting everywhere. It was a masacre.

Nick then noticed the others fighting their way into the showroom, also making light work of the zombies, they all worked together as a great team and after six or seven minutes the zombies were all dead.....again.

"Phew......that was.......hard......work" Sam said panting resting on the hilt of his sword that was stained with congealed blood.

"Tell me about it!" Nick replied also suffering a little, "I've got to get back down the gym!" They all chuckled even though they had just slaughtered around forty zombies. This lightened the mood and everyone was getting on well together.

"Now we need to decide what we are going to do about these bikes" Marbelle said, "We've got three altogether, so thats two on each."

"Anyone got any preferences who goes with who?" Asked Luke....

[Samuel]

Sam leaned against a motorcycle. "Nope. No preferences at all." And here it goes: Nick versus Angela for Who gets to Ride with Marbelle!

[LavenderFairy]

Marbelle placed a hand on her chin,"Hmmm, I say we each travel with a kid. We need to take care of them". Angela hugged Marbelle, "Can I ?". The manager smiled, "I wouldn´t leave you alone for anything in the world". Nick sighed, "I´ll go with Anna". Luke and Sam shrugged.

The singer skipped happily towards the yellow motorcycle, it was a color she liked. "Let´s take this one Marby". The older woman nodded, "Alright".

"Alright guys now follow me. Dont forget that the police office is south, if you get lost, dont panic and go in that direction. Never stop for we dont know where these things could be hiding and remember this babies have intercom so we can communicate", announced Nick as he boarded the blue motorcycle with Anna.

"Roger!", cried Sam as he and Luke took the red one. The motors were ignited and off they went speeding into the darkness.

"Flood the pedal!" cried Anna as she began poking Nick who chuckled. "Would love to kiddo but we need to wait for the other...". Suddenly Luke and Sam sped past them, "Wohoo!", cried Sam holding on to Luke. "Hey sis! Try to catch up!". "Aww man!", the girl argued. "Luke! Slow down man, geez!". Nick unconsciously turned back towards Marbelle and Angela who were chatting and gaining speed.

He pressed the intercom button on the machine. "Marbelle, are you girls alright?", he asked politely. He heard a click and then Angela´s voice. "We´re more than fine, this things are awesome".

Suddenly he heard Angela scream. "Angela! What happened?", they could hear Luke´s voice from the intercom. Nick looked back again but couldn´t see the other motorcycle. "Sh... Marbelle, Angela are you there?". Static was now replacing any sounds.
"Damn it... Luke, how are things looking up ahead?".
"Its all dark, there are no streetlights turned on, weird isnt it?".
"Like hell it is... and now this girls wont answer"
"Should we head back?"
"It may be a problem with the energy failure, lets wait a bit"
"Roger!".

Nick pressed the call button again. "Angela, Marbelle, are you there?". A low sound was heard followed by a click, "Nick!". It was the singer´s voice. The man sighed in relief, "What happened back there?".
"I dont know, we heard a noise then something bumped into the motorcycle, it kind of made us lose control for a bit, but Marby is a great rider so we got back on track safely".
"Dont worry Nick", it was the manager´s voice. "Im speeding up, we´ll catch up with you in no time"

A few seconds later, Nick felt relief again when the machine sped past him. "You take care! We will be there shortly".

As soon as they were a bit apart, the policeman heard a loud shriek like that of an animal. "Oh my god!", cried Anna as a big black creature resembling a giant praying mantis jumped in front of them. It raised its claws, ready to attack.

"Damn it! Anna hold on tightly", he instructed as the scared girl obeyed. "You wont get us!". He pressed harder on the pedal, speeding up and heading directly towards the monster. It roared and began advancing toward them as well. Nick then maneuvered the motorcycle sideways, avoiding the claws and the feet. They escaped by inches and passed between the creature´s legs.

"Hahaahhaa! How´d ya like that!", Anna celebrated. But soon they heard the beast, it was chasing them. "This is not looking good...". Nick pressed the call button, "Luke, Marbelle, there´s a thing here after us, there may be more so be careful".

 

[Samuel]

"What exactly is chasing you?" asked Sam.
"Looks like a bug. A big one, too."
"Did we bring any Raid?"

[mig]

Name: Prof. B. Darke
Age: 63
Weapon: The Black Blade
Background: 1979-84 Professor of Anthropology, Stanford, CT.  1984- present professor emeritus Applied Linguistics and Romance Studies
Location: Manhattan, NY


"    As he stood on the balcony overlooking the Manhattan skyline he shed a tear across his bony cheek.  His wife of forty years beckoned from their media room.  "Why did you turn off CNN?  You know that noone else is broadcasting anymore."  But she knew.  She knew in her heart that he couldn't turn away.
     "You're thinking about it, aren't you", she chided, already knowing the answer to her feeble question.  "You know it's been over 40 years since you promised never again.", she added, almost pleading.

He knew.  He remembered it like it was yesterday.  The images of days gone by flooded is mind and he had to close his eyes as he grasped his forehead in his left hand in a steely grip.  He relaxed his grip and looked up not once, but twice at the skyline.  The first was one of disbelief, but the second time he realized that it was no joke or daydream gone awry.  This was real and he knew that he must act!

"Please don't!", his wife of so many years pleaded.

"I must", he said in a hollow tone that reverberated in her head, and she, who'd also shed a tear, broke down and began sobbing uncontrollably.

He twisted the dials on the safe, listening to the familiar clicks of the tumblers falling into place unitl finally the last click siginified that the door was opened.  He swung the heavy door away and looked in upon the stocks and bonds, the few slips of gold and platinum, and the insurance policy documents that were squirrelled away there.
But no more...
She winced as he reached in with his right hand and suddenly the air was electric with buzzing and crackling and his hand bore down and clasped the grip of the Black Blade!
He smiled widely as he withdrew his arm from the wall safe.  His forearm glowing in the dim light to the glowing crescendo that emerged following it.  The sword sparkled in the dimly lit hallway of the professors apartment and as he walked back into the living area of their abode and swung the weighty blade to and fro it emitted sparks and crackles of energy.
He waved it once more in a cross pattern in front of him, marking an X in the air as it made a "whuFF-UFF" sound and shattered the sliding glass doorway to the balcony.  Thousands of tiny glass fragments made their way to the floor of the professors apartment, much to the chagrin of the professors wife who drew her knees up and covered her ears with her hands.
"Johnny, you don't have to!", she lamented, knowing full well that he absolutely DID.  And regardless of her pleas he absolutely WOULD.
"Where's my dark cape?", he asked loudly.
Dutifully she brought out a black robe, and placed it around his neck.  Tearfully she tried, "You're too old for this shit, Johnny", but it was too late.  Once the black cloak was on his shoulders he took but one glance back and dove over the edge of the balcony railing.
"I'll be damned if I know how the hell he DOES that.", she whimpered, peering over the edge of the balcony wondering what has become of her aging husband.

"How he does that" was also on his mind as he dove from the window and felt the cascade of cool air flowing over him.  But foremost was where he was to land and he picked a spot not far from where he saw the motorcycles speed away from.  He tried to use the air as much as possible to "fly" him further towards where they had gone.  As he was getting ready to land something brushed by him.  Something BIG!

He landed near the entrance to an office building.  Not as graceful as some he'd accomplished years before but at least he'd landed.  But what was that beast he'd encountered on the way down?  Before he could spend any more time reflecting on that a huge beast was bearing down on him bigtime!  A huge beast with large reptilian teeth and breath to match!  Perhaps in prior years he'd have had the speed and stamina to face such a beast.

Instinctively he reached over his left shoulder with his right hand and KAPOW!  Like in years before, his hand reached behind his left ear and grasped the hilt of the Black Blade.  He swung with deliberation toward the beast and cut the air with a magnificient blow that resounded off the buildings of that block with a horrendous ka-BOOM.

Before him lay the body of a creature he'd never seen before.  In the distance he could make out the figures of people emerging from the blackness.  It was time to pass on the power of the Black Blade.

[ElectroVampire]

May I join...?

[LavenderFairy]

Sure, just fill the character sheet, lol once again.

Name:
Age:
**Weapon will be aquired**
Weapon already possessed: (if your chara has any type of weapon before finding any in the rpg)
Profession:
Background:
Location when the virus broke: 

[Schizo]

After seeing the spectacle behind him Nick didn't know what to think anymore, were things better or had they just got a lot worse? Unsure on what to do whether to turn back or continue as fast as they could on the bikes he thought he'd better ask.

"So i guess you guys just saw what happened?" Nick radioed through on the intercom.

"Hell yeah!" Exclaimed Sam, "What the hell was that?"

"I'm not sure but i was wondering if we should go find out?" replied Nick. They had all pulled over now but still used the intercom in their helmets to save time.

"I think its worth a look" said Marbelle "What harm can it do?"

Nick sensed a little sarcasm in her voice, but still agreed that it might be worthwhile to see what was going on.
They all turned around on their bikes headed towards the defeated monster that looked like it had been taken down just by one man. As they drove through the dust and smoke from the destroyed buildings they had to screech to a halt before running over the man in the black cape.

Nick took his helmet off and placed it on his lap "Who are you!?" he questioned.

The man just stood there a few seconds before replying.......

[ElectroVampire]

Name: Edward (Other names are unknown)
Age: 24
**Weapon will be aquired**
Weapon already possessed: None, his weapon, were taken from him. (usually a shotgun is his prefered weapon.)
Profession: Police officer.
Background: He's usually quite happy, and has ADHD, and can't remember much at all from his childhood. He has bright peircing green eyes, with messy, medium lengh-ish brown hair.
Location when the virus broke:   Police station, until he had suddenly been knocked out.

Edward suddenly opened his eyes, for some reason, the room was...sideways. He tried to call for help, only to notice that his voice was muffled, and he felt constrained, and unable to move. He looked down and noticed that he had been tied to a chair, and felt that a soft velvet marerial was gagging his mouth, preventing him from talking.

[mig]

A bead of sweat slid into Edward's eye further obscuring the shadowy form that stepped slowly toward him, almost as if in slow motion.  His footfalls reverberated in his aching skull like a chorus from a devils nightmare.  The floor seemed to pitch as if the deck of a fishing boat on a stormy sea.  Somewhere between the screeching peels of a thousand angry imps in his head and the efforts of trying to focus on the blurred being that now stood over him Edward slipped off into the dreamless black depths of unconsiousness once again.

Back on the streets the professor surveyed the smouldering remains scattered over half a block around him. ("what the hell was that thing???  Completely unexpected!")  The flesh of the beast already seemed rancid and in fact didn't even seem to be flesh at all.  "Protoplasm?, he considered to himself, quite perplexed.  He'd purposefully dove the street in order to help the kids from a danger that they were oblivious to.  One that they had no chance of escape from.  But this wasn't it.  Or was it?  The professor was genuinely puzzled.  "The kids" had returned and he could see that although he was many times their age they were no mere children.

Despite the trembling he could still feel in his limbs the professor was unfazed by the near miss of Sams motorcycle as it skidded and swerved to narrowly avoid him.
"The spark", he thought to himself.  "The spark!", he reiterated in his brain in case he'd missed it the first time, "The spark is strong here.  I knew it!"
Another motorcycle had come to a controlled halt some ten feet in front of him and he realized that it's rider was now addressing his person.  He could still feel the trembling in his body but he could also feel the power of his sword giving him more control and strength.

"I said..."

"I heard what you said", he interrupted the young man sharply.  He was pleased that his booming voice did not come out sounding like a quivering old mans.  He smiled inwardly but his steely gaze gave no impression of amusement.  Slowly he turned his head from side to side, looking past the startled trio scanning for any further threat.  Looking beyond them but including them in his threat assessment.  Once more he smiled to himself as he realized that although they were not just startled, but shit scared, not one of them gave any indication of fear.  "I like these kids" he thought to himself as he deftly hefted the sword dangling in his right hand, giving it a shake that caused the tip to make an infinity symbol in the air with a whipcrack sound in front of him and with a final whish and a metallic ring he sheathed it in the scabbord over his shoulder.  The lightning bolt impression of a figure eight on its side registered for a few more seconds on the retinas of the three.

As his hand released it's grip, the sword, scabbord and all, disappeared from view leaving the NOW visibly shaken friends looking upon a tall, dark figure standing center street before them, his cape fluttering gently in the breeze.  The acrid remains of the past tense "beast" were little more than a distasteful odor by now.

Nick was the first to regain his composure and he asked again, "wha-w-who ARE you?", although the tone in his voice was somewhat subdued this time.  It sounded more like a question then a command.

"Darke!"  The cloaked man answered matter of factly, "Professore B. Darke."  His voice hung in the air behind the sounds of rapid footsteps disappearing down an adjacent alleyway.  Just as they faded they heard the same voice, this time shouting from a rooftop at least a block distant, "But we'll meet again!"  Mirabelle caught a glimpse of the far away figure fading into the darkness of the night.

[Schizo]

As they all watched the silhouette of the man disappear into the darkness, all of them looked very confused and baffled as to what had just happened. All unsure of really what to say or do next. Once the figure had vanished they all looked at each other, no-one said anything as they tried to work out who this 'Professor Darke' was and what he wanted.

"So....Any idea what that was about?" asked Luke, the first to break the silence and confusion amongst the group.

"Absolutely no idea, but he did say that we would meet again, so i guess we will find out more then?...Hopefully" Nick said without much enthusiasm.

"Well i think that we should carry on from where we left off" Said Marbelle changing the subject but also wondering what this stranger wanted from the group. "Lets carry on to the Police Station, we can't be far now can we?" she aimed the question at Nick who was staring off to where the man vanished.

"Ummmm....No not far at all. Actually if we head in that direction" Nick raised his arm and pointed down a road "we should be there within a few minutes."

"Okay then guys! Lets get back on the bikes, Nick you lead, you know where we are heading!" Marbelle said as she climbed onto the bike with Angela, who seemed to be rather quiet recently, maybe she was just tired Nick thought. We could all do with some decent sleep.

They started up their engines and made their way to the Police Station.

****

Edward awoke from his nightmare, but the problem was when he awoke he was faced with another nightmare. How did he get here? Who did this to him? questions raced through his mind like a whirlwind but it hurt to think so he kept it to a minimum. He forced himself to remember what had happened, he remembered the squad leaving earlier today for the Angela concert, and that he had to stay behind. He remembered hearing about the outbreak on the news, but everything since then was a blur, nothing quite fit. His memory felt like a half complete jigsaw puzzle, this frustrated him as he was usually very good at remembering incidents. He managed to shift himself onto his back, his hands  and ankles were tied with a rough rope the chaffed and dug into his skin, it hurt to move them. After this he sat himself upright causing his head to spin, it felt like a migraine and had to close his eyes at the pain. His sight was still a bit blurry but he could make out a few shapes of the custody suite. A bit of light poked through the door leading to the waiting area where he suddenly heard a few footsteps walking towards the door. It creaked open, pouring light onto him, he winced at the pain. In front of him was a silhouette and nothing more, his vision was too vague to decipher who or what was there, but then he spoke...

"So, you're awake...." A menacing chuckle came from the silhouette.