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Yuul_Shamar Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 5/12 6:27am Subject: RE: Resident Evil, Survive the City
	OOC: Been sick for the past few days, bare with me... IC: Pockets August 10th 1998 - 5:25pm Pockets had been watching the various local news channels since this, well, whatever it was had started. Crazy as it might seem it looked like a zombie outbreak from some horror flick. Twice the, the, the things had been up at the tenth level hallway that his apartment's entrance was in. He still had the fire escape of course, and as things progressively worsened he began packing up what gear he could carry while barricading the door into his apartment so it would remain secure in the event he would be able to come back here. His custom laptop, the single most valuable thing he had that was mobile, went into his specially designed backpack followed by its charger and a good sized surplus of charged batteries for it. A large assortment of electronic devices, half of them handmade by himself, went into his vest's many pockets. He secured the walk in closet that he had turned into his display room for his collectables behind its heavy lock before moving onto the kitchen. There he shoved in a pair of boxes containing granola and nutragrain bars as well as various drinks. He also packed it with a small assortment of canned food, to the point where it was stretched as tight as it would allow. He then began packing a small duffel bag, first with clothes, basic hygiene products, as well as camera gear, both video and standard, if he was going to survive, or even die then he wanted a record of what happened here. He ran out the door that exited onto the fire escape and made is way down it, carefully eyeing the streets around it as he decended for zombies. They weren't here in any sort of large numbers, only a handful of stragglers. As he reached street level he noted an oncoming car with two or so people in it. He ran into the street, waving wildly hoping to catch a safe ride. Tag: Ktala -----signature----- "Your power over others only relates to those who fear you. Look into my eyes, fool, and see no fear."-Darth Shadra, in response to the dread lord Delano Most Eager Newbie - Spring RPF awards 2008 Most Eager GSE Player! Sith Lord! Watch out! John 3:16
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Ktala Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 5/12 4:50pm Subject: RE: Resident Evil, Survive the City
	Arline Taggert (Artie) August 10th 1998 - 5:25pm Arie was sitting quietly, watching outside, as things went nuts. James was busy trying to avoid areas where cars had been left in the way, as they made their way towards the police station. Artie was doing lookout. She mused slightly to herself, that it wasnt as fun in real life, as it was in the movies. Oh lord, if it had been anything else, she would find this almost funny. Suddenly, a man ran out into the street, waving wildly at their car. Artie quickly noticed the man was carrying some kind of bag. Even as she brought up her pistol bow. As James gripped the wheel, Artie heard the engine gun... "NO!" Artie screamed. "Stop the car!" Artie yanked the stearing wheel. James twisted the wheel hard, as he applied the breaks. "What? Are you nuts? He might be one of em!" he yelled, as the car came to a stop, mere inches from the man. [i]Yeah!..And since have you seen once carrying a BAG!?? Look at him!" Artie poped up the sunroof. "Say something...anything. Quick!" she demanded, pointing her weapon towards the man. Tag:Yuul_Shamar, anyone else? OOC: Welcome aboard!! Anyone else? -----signature----- Blessed are the cracked, for they let in the light!! Earth: The insane asylum for the universe. Cheap core bombs...only used once. HOIST THE COLORS!!!!!!
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nancyallen Registered: Nov '07	Date Posted: 5/12 5:19pm Subject: RE: Resident Evil, Survive the City
	IC: Reiko Ichijo August 10, 7:47 pm. Reiko listened as the radio began going crazy, reports of rioting and disturbances coming from all over the city. Traffic was quickly reaching a standstill and it was quickly becoming impossible to safely navigate through the streets. "Okay, ** this." Given the chaos that seemed to be happening Reiko didn't think anyone would scream too loudly and began shunting vehicles out of the way. After all the ambulance was flashing it's lights and the siren could be heard blocks away, mixed in with all the other emergency services rushing about. "Make way, make way!" she shouted out the window. Ahead of the traffic jam she was in the middle of Reiko could see a fire truck turning in, if she could follow that it would be a much clearer run to the hospital. The quickest way was along the sidewalk, mostly empty much to her relief. For a second she pondered her responsibility to ensure the safe transport of the girl she had in the back...for a second. ** it. For all she knew that girl was dying, seconds counted. Reiko leaned on the horn and turned, back ending some rust bucket or another as she did so and made her way across a lane of traffic to where she had a clear run up to the fire truck. Speeding along the pavement Reiko reached over and switched off the CB, not wanting to be distracted with reports about the blockades that were being put into place and the chaos occurring in the subway. "Yes!" She'd almost made it level with the fire truck, so Reiko swung back onto the road, sideswiping the front of a parked car along the way, and fell in behind the heavy vehicle. If she could make it the next two blocks it was only a short distance to the hospital. -----signature----- Even as I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil, for God is with me.
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Imperial_Hammer Title: Manager: • SWRPF • NSWRPF • RPR Registered: Sep '04	Date Posted: 5/12 8:11pm Subject: RE: Resident Evil, Survive the City - Date Edited: 5/12 9:34pm (5 edits total) Edited By: Imperial_Hammer
	A reminder to all players that this is a family friendly board, and excessive amounts of gore, blood, violence, and etc. will warrant an edit. I know its tough for this genre, but try to keep things PG-13 or even more preferably PG. There hasn't been any gross violations yet, but some posts are getting close to the line. Additionally, there has been a slew of language violations here that I have sanitized. Be sure to take the time to review the disallowed language thread please. Further violations will merit the appropriate response. We will be watching this game more closely in the future. Thanks, -I_H -----signature----- Guildmaster of the GDG RPF Adopter of Sentinel001 NaboosPrincess The Jedi Way is something found within, not in the dead walls of any Order
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Twinky_Stryder Registered: Nov '03	Date Posted: 5/13 3:42am Subject: RE: Resident Evil, Survive the City
	IC: Lucy 10th August 5:40pm Lucy sat with her knees up to her chest in the corner of the examination room. Outside things were chaose. It hadn't taken them long to get to the hospital and since they'd arrived Paul had taken her mother to get the tests gone. Lucy's mother had somehow gotten worse on the car ride over there, coughing and groaning slightly. Lucy had been told to wait in the room by Paul, and she was getting scared and restless. People in the corridor were screaming and running, obviously what was happening was something big. Was there some kind of epidemic? Suddenly there was a banging at the door and it burst open. A woman in a suit came in but she looked.....dead. Like a walking corpse and covered in blood. "Hello?" Asked Lucy. The woman looked towards her, eyes wildy. She started to stumble forward towards Lucy, arms out. Lucy stood up quickly. "What's going on? Help! Somebody!" She screamed. The woman was coming closer, groaning slightly. Lucy reached down to the floor where her bag was, grabbing the hunting knife out of it. The woman was right on top of her, Lucy quickly side-stepping and running to the other side of the room. She closed the door, thinking she'd rather not have someone, or something, else coming in behind her. She pulled the knife out of its holder and held it in front of her defensively. "Listen, please stop." She said feebly. The woman either didn't understand her or wasn't listening and coming back towards her, arms out. Lucy reacted and threw the knife, aiming for the shoulder. However in her panic the knife went off-course, hitting the woman in the head. She fell to the ground, not moving. Lucy screamed, backing away. The door opened, causing Lucy to scream again, but this time it was Paul. He was wearing a lab coat and looked dishevelled. "Lucy are you alright, what happened?" He asked. Lucy burst into tears. "That woman, there was something wrong with her. I didn't mean...I didn't mean to...." She started. Paul hugged, trying to calm her down. "Shhhhh. It's alright. There was something wrong with her, but you did her a favour, she wasn't herself. You didn't kill a person, you killed the monster she was turned into." "But what happened to her?" "There's a virus. I'm not supposed to tell you this, but it's a virus made by Umbrella. The basic form is that it reanimates the dead. It's passed from person to person by bite and somehow it got out." Lucy broke out of Paul's hug. "But mom was bitten. She's going to turn into one of them." She said. Paul nodded. "Yes, I'm afraid so. It's rapidly taking over." He said. Lucy looked to the woman on the floor, her mother was going to become like that? "Dad, you worked for Umbrella. Do you have somehting to do with this?" She asked suddenly. "I worked on cell reaction to various substances, including T-cells, and I certainly heard about the project, but I did not help in making the virus itself." He said. "But I swear to you Lucy, I am helping in the lab to find a vaccine. It's only a matter of time, I will not let you mother die. If she does, I won't let her become a monster, I swear." Lucy looked at him. She believed him, but there was something else going on. At that moment Paul's cellphone rang. "Yes?........what do you mean you saw......" Paul looked at the corner of the room where a small camera was, "yes sir, she is........I'm not sure.......yes......I'll bring her right down." He turned off the phone and turned back to Lucy. "You can't stay here, you're coming with me to the lab. It's sealed so you'll be safe there." He retrived the knife from the woman's body, cleaning it slightly on the end of her suit jacket. He handed it back to Lucy. "Keep a hold of that, just in case." He grabbed her hand and they walking into the corridor. There were come people still around, but others were crouched in corners nursing bite wounds on their arms or legs. Lucy didn't pay much attention to where they were going, she was still thinking about everything Paul had told her. Up ahead two men in black with guns were standing at the end of the corridor. A few bodies with gunshots in them were nearby, Lucy forcing herself not to look. "Doctor Scott." Said Paul, holding up a passcard. They opened the door and Paul led Lucy down a long flight of stairs to the lab. It was big and sterile, with small rooms for observing organic subjects to each side. "Just sit in the corner. It'll be a long wait, but hopefully before it's too late for your mother." Instructed Paul. Lucy nodded and did so, looking around the lab. Then something caught her attention. In one of the observation rooms was her mother. TAG: any -----signature----- Ranger of FFUK I don't care, I'm still free, you can't take the sky from me FFUK awards 2006 Best Female Poster Victory is mine, I get all the cake
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Yuul_Shamar Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 5/13 6:39am Subject: RE: Resident Evil, Survive the City
	IC: Pockets August 10th 1998 - 5:26pm "Say something...anything. Quick!" Pockets said the first thing that came to mind, "I'm not one of those zombie-like creatures! Please, please oh please tell me you have room for one more in that car!" As he said this frantically he jerked his head about a couple of times, making sure the few zombies nearby were not in threatening distance. Tag: Ktala -----signature----- "Your power over others only relates to those who fear you. Look into my eyes, fool, and see no fear."-Darth Shadra, in response to the dread lord Delano Most Eager Newbie - Spring RPF awards 2008 Most Eager GSE Player! Sith Lord! Watch out! John 3:16
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TheManinBlack Registered: Aug '07	Date Posted: 5/13 11:23am Subject: RE: Resident Evil, Survive the City
	IC: Dante Rand 5:20 PM Parking Lot Dante almost reached around with his right hand and fumbled around in pant pocket for his keys to his BMW. His eyes where panicked and bloodshot, seeming as he hadn’t slept in a few weeks. He wouldn’t have to worry about a man from Umbrella coming for him in a black mask after all; oh no he wouldn’t live long enough for that. He would only live long enough to make it to the belly of those walking corpses, or live far to long and wind up like one of them. He looked around the deserted parking, making sure the thing that had bit Jamie was gone. He looked over at Justin and Karen, students who stayed after for tutoring…who where now stuck in the building as the ‘rioters’ broke in’ who nodded back at him grimily. When his hand finally met the key, it took two tries for him to get it in the slot. Dante swore out loud until the key finally got in and he managed to open the car. “ Hurry up, or I’m leaving you here!’ Dante said in a furious low tone. “ But…wouldn’t be safer to just stay here and wait it out…I understand going to the cops” Justin began “Get in, or stay…your choice” Dante said in a harsh tone. With that Karen and Justin leapt to the car. “This area going to be filled with them in a few dozen minutes, then there’s no chance of getting out. Besides….it will be safer at police headquarters…right?” Dante said with a slightly hopeful and certainly energetic tone. Before anyone could respond to him a heavy, fat and pale hand bust throw the window like a rocket. The glass fell like rain on the floor. The hand grabbed at Karen and pulled out of the car, Justin flew out the car screaming her name. Dante was about to leave the car, when he heard more lunching, and a loud wet chop of teeth and Karen’s screams of pain. He put his keys in the ignition, and went out of the parking lot like a bat out of hell. He was heading to the Police headquarters…with or without them. He did feel a heavy pang in heart, but remembering that heavy hand crashing through the window, silenced it.
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Anime_Fan Registered: Apr '05	Date Posted: 5/13 4:01pm Subject: RE: Resident Evil, Survive the City
	OOC: I apologize for my absence, testing schedule at school has thrown me off track. I won't let it happen again . Zachary Byrd August 10th 1998; 5:26pm Zack listened in silence to the radio broadcasts of what was going on outside. It was official, no work today. Zack stood, turning off his radio and running over to his armory, quickly opening the doors and pulling all the clothes out, not bothering to see if they landed neatly or in a massive heap. He pried a loose board off and pulled out his Father's Sig Arms P226 X-Five Pistol, pulling a black holster on around his waist. He holstered his weapon and pulled out the eleven inch SOG Tech Bowie Knife that once belonged to his Father. Zack strapped the sheath of the knife to his ankle, before pulling his pants leg back down over it. Zack tucked the extra ammo of the pistol into the compartments of the holster and pulled the gun out of the holster, letting out a heavy breath. "Theres only one place I know I'll have a chance." He whispered to himself before making his way out of his apartment, running down the stairs and down to the sidewalk. He cocked his gun, blasting any of those zombies that got to close. Zack looked around briefly before he broke off into a run, keeping his gun handy. With what was happening now, he probably wouldn't get a chance to join the Raccoon City Police Department. Right now though, that was the only place with enough guns. He knew he had a chance of survival if he went there, the only issue now being that he get there alive, and in one piece. With all these things around, that would be a little more difficult than he would have liked it to be. Tag: Anyone -----signature----- and Flying Pirate Ships ROCK my SOCKS Gotta love those cowboys. I Anime Gay is not an insult, a lifestyle or a state a mind
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yipeekayyay Registered: Dec '07	Date Posted: 5/13 4:14pm Subject: RE: Resident Evil, Survive the City
	OOC: I'm still waiting for a PM response from Marshmallow_Bandit concerning a collaboration, so bear with me. D: -----signature----- I'm the Guns of the Navarone...
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Ktala Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 5/13 6:46pm Subject: RE: Resident Evil, Survive the City
	Artie Heading for the Police Station, August 10th 1998 - 5:28pm "Say something...anything. Quick!" Artie said to the man they almost ran over. The man responded immediately. "I'm not one of those zombie-like creatures! Please, please oh please tell me you have room for one more in that car!" As he said this frantically he jerked his head about a couple of times, making sure the few zombies nearby were not in threatening distance. Artie looked down at her brother, and then threw open the door. "GET IN!" she stated as she sat back down in her seat. As soon as the guy was at least halfway in, her brother took off, the car bouncing down the street, as they headed for the police station. Artie looked at the man. "Im Artie. We're heading for the police station." She gave a small grin, as she pulled up her catchers mask. "We figure its gotta be the most well bit place around. We thinking of a way to get out of the city. " Tag: Yuul_Shamar, anyone else! OOC: LAST CALL FOR FOLKS TO JOIN IN, BEFORE WE REACH STATION!! -----signature----- Blessed are the cracked, for they let in the light!! Earth: The insane asylum for the universe. Cheap core bombs...only used once. HOIST THE COLORS!!!!!!
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Anime_Fan Registered: Apr '05	Date Posted: 5/13 7:20pm Subject: RE: Resident Evil, Survive the City
	Zachary Byrd August 10th - 5:29 pm Zack panted slightly, gripping his knees as he stopped briefly. He had been running for what seemed like forever, yet he knew it couldn't have been more than two or three minutes. Time flew by when you were running for your life, and shooting for it at that. He stood up straight again, black hair bouncing around his face, surveying what was in front of him. "Too many of them to pass safely. I guess I should, cross the street." Zack pushed himself away from the wall, tightening his grip on his gun. He proceeded to hastily jog towards the street, turning back to make sure none of those nasties followed him. It reached his ears before he saw it, the sound of a car speeding down the street. He looked up and a look mixed between relief and fear crossed his features. "I never thought I'd be so happy to see a car speeding towards me...oh that's right..it's speeding." It hit him suddenly that they probably wouldn't be able to stop in time, if they even saw him that is. Hoping whoever it was wouldn't veer in the direction he jumped, Zack threw himself out of the way, to the right, rolling along the concrete. The sleeves of his jacket tore a bit, cutting his arms lightly. His jeans ripped even more if it were possible, but he was still safe. From those creatures anyway. Zack groaned, pushing himself up to his feet slowly, hand still gripping his gun tightly. "I really hope I don't get a concussion." Tag: Ktala, Yuul -----signature----- and Flying Pirate Ships ROCK my SOCKS Gotta love those cowboys. I Anime Gay is not an insult, a lifestyle or a state a mind
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Radiance Registered: Sep '07	Date Posted: 5/14 12:32am Subject: RE: Resident Evil, Survive the City
	IC: Gabriel Ciparzo August 10th, 6:00pm Gabriel jogged along the alley, the streets were in ruins. Debris was in the street. Various objects were on fire. The city had turned into a warzone. He passed many zombies on the way to the shop but they were too slow, he ran by them to conserve ammunition. After about 15 minutes, Gabe saw the basketball court. There were Zombies locked in there as well. Instead of risking unlocking the gate, Gabriel climbed the fence and began shifting along the outside of it. He made it to the center and grunted as he pulled his weight up onto the back of the basketball net. The Zombies took notice of him and began moving towards him. But they were too stupid to climb. So they just stood at the bottom of the net, arms raised to try and pluck him down. Gabe took a quick breather and then grabbed the fence again. He made it to the inside of the other end of the court and flipped over it, then dropped to the ground. Down the alley and into a fenced opening. There was a brown door just to the left of the fence a few feet back. Gabe tried the handle but it was locked. Then he heard glass shatter on the other side, a startled yell, some gun shots and then the door flew open. Gabriel was hit on the shoulder with the impact and it spun him around. When he came to a stop he was on one knee with the M16 leveled at the man standing in the door. His thumb switched the lever from safe to semi and he saw a pistol raise in his direction. The two men stood their locked with each other for a moment before Gabriel stood, weapon still leveled. The man in front of him was wearing an RPD rookie uniform. "Who are you.." Gabe asked while looking down his sights. "Leon Kennedy. What about you?" Kennedy Gabe placed his rifle back on safe and lowered it. Leon shut the door and looked around. "Gabriel Ciparzo. It's about time you got here though I am pretty sure you are wishing you were someplace else. I am supposed to be your section leader." "What do you mean supposed to be? Why aren't you?" "Well technically I am but the circumstances are a bit less than optimal. What happened inside?" "Those... things, broke through the windows and killed the owner. I dont have the firepower to take them out. I was making my way to the Station." Gabe nodded. "Good, you get there, follow the alleys here and it will lead you right to it. I need to get some weapons here." "What about the armory?" Gabe signed and explained to him what had happened. "What is going on in this town?!" "Wish I knew kid... just got here yesterday and then this happens. But get to the station. I'll clear this place out and get some firepower back there." Leon nodded and turned to walk the other way. Gabe opened the door and saw 5 zombies snacking on the former owner. The thumb switch switched to semi again and the click brought the attention of the closest one. Gabe hosed them down and began stuffing weapons into a bag he found. He had to get back to the station ASAP. Tag all. OOC: I have writters block right now..... -----signature----- Darth_Allana, the best girl a man could ever ask for.... Some things are worth waiting for. Always Member of the Game Designers Guild
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Ktala Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 5/14 10:40pm Subject: RE: Resident Evil, Survive the City
	Artie Heading for the Police Station, August 10th 1998 - 5:30pm Artie looked at the man. "Im Artie. We're heading for the police station." She gave a small grin, as she pulled up her catchers mask. "We figure its gotta be the most well bit place around. We thinking of a way to get out of the city. " She had barely gotten the words out of her mouth, before her brother had the car in motion once more, heading down the road. She was watching the man carefully. She knew he was not a zombie yuck, but folks got strange when life and death was going on. She was going to make sure this guy didnt try something stupid, like try to take over and stuff. She was concentrating on him so much, that she barely registered the sudden cursing that her brother was doing, as once more, the car swerved hard, going into a skid, that he quickly corrected for, as he came barrling down to a stop. Artie screamed, and ducked behind the seat, not wanting to get hit by anything. Once the car stopped, she looked up, trying to see what was going on. Her brother had his hands locked on the stearing wheel, as he looked around outside. "Did I kill him???" He asked softly, as he then saw someone on the ground. The figure moved, and James sighed in relief. "These roads are getting hazardous. Good, we are almost there..." Artie looked around to see the guy slowing getting up. He too was carrying stuff, but this one had a gun gripped tightly in his hands. She heard him say, "I really hope I don't get a concussion." as she once more looked out of the moonroof, her pistol bow locked on him. "Wadda you want?" she asked him tersely. It was kinda of a stupid question, she knew, but she had to say something. And right now, she really couldnt think of anything else to say. She just wanted to get to the station before anything ELSE happened. Tag: Anime_Fan, Yuul_Shamar, anyone else! -----signature----- Blessed are the cracked, for they let in the light!! Earth: The insane asylum for the universe. Cheap core bombs...only used once. HOIST THE COLORS!!!!!!
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Radiance Registered: Sep '07	Date Posted: 5/15 12:27am Subject: RE: Resident Evil, Survive the City
	IC: Gabriel Ciparzo August 10th 1998, 6:15pm Gabe slung a backpack on his back and zipped the long duffel bag closed as he heard gunshots from the back door. As he looked up at the broken windows he noticed a few more zombies dragging their way to the opening. Crap Gabriel opened the back door as he stuffed ammo from the counter into the backpack. He slammed the back door to Kendo's as the zombies began to close. They started banging on the door as he jammed it on their fingers. Gabe noticed as he was holding the door shut that there were dead zombies in the basketball court. Leon must have taken them down instead of going around. It would make the journey back easier. The ones behind the door finally heaved with enough force to push the SPF Officer into the fence. He quickly spun and dropped the duffel bag as they rushed from the door. The first recieved a kick to the chest, pushing it back into the ones behind it. Only one remained on it's feet and it charged Gabriel without any regard to surroundings. It recieved an M16 buttstock to the temple and went down like a sack of meat. Gabriel began his jog back to the station. Now weighed down by clacking weapons in the large duffel bag he carried it took him almost twice as long to hoof it back. He met many dead zombies laying in the streets in Leon's wake. At least he can hold his own. Thats a plus. Gabriel was back at the station front gates as he heard gunfire from an automatic weapon. His ears perked as he dropped the back and swung his M16 around to his front. His eye poked around the side of the iron gate and went wide. A female was dueling with the largest... most grotesque monster Gabriel had seen yet. It had to be 7-8 feet tall, wearing a black cut off trench coat. It's fists were the size of hams. It had narrow little eyes and apparently no lips. Fear gripped at Gabriel as the woman danced around its body, loading half a clip of ammo into the beast and barely effecting it. Gabriel noticed a body laying nearby. It was a man wearing a yellow vest and a white shirt. The shirt had the STARS emblem on the shoulder. The gunfire continued and brought Gabe out of his thoughts. His hands were shaking as he ripped the bag open and searched for an item he had found in the gun shop. His hand closed around the round object he sought and hastily attached it to the top of his M16. It was a medium length scope. He whirled back around and poked his rifle through the bars of the gate. But the female ran into the police station. The monster ran after her but stopped after the doors locked. This thing was intelligent. Not like the other zombies. This thing was... Gabriel didn't even know. But as he looked through the scope at the things face he got a good look at it's eyes. They scared him more than anything. One of them.... Almost looked human. A deep voice pierced the night and shook gabriel to his core. "STARRRRSSSSSS........" The monster walked away slowly, it's feet leaving a bass impression in the air every time they hit. The gate began to rattle and Gabriel Ciparzo realized that he was shaking so badly that the rifle in his hands was knocking against the bars. He pulled the gun back and sat with his back against the stone wall with the rifle pressed against his body. He was out of breath and had a cold sweat beading his forehead. He looked around to see if the monster was gone and once he was positive that it was gone he pushed the gate open. He gingerly held the weapons bag in his left hand as the slung M16 was held in his right hand, ready to be brought up at a moments notice. He walked over to the downed STARS member and pushed him over. Gabriel looked away with tight eyes for a moment as the horrible fate that had been presented to the officer met his understanding. He glanced around the mans body and searched his pockets for an ID. He found a STARS Badge and ID card. "Brad Vickers.... The STARS Alpha team pilot... looks like it is only Jill and Chris left alive..." As gabriel pulled the ID and Badge from Brads pockets he snagged something metallic in the pocket. It fell out and clinked against the pavement. A tiny locker key that had a diamond etching in it. "You probably wont need that Brad... I'll keep this stuff safe for you.." Gabe reached out and closed the mans eyes to shut out the look of horror on his deceased face. He crossed to the Station doors and pulled out his own key. He unlocked it and stepped inside. Only to find more horror. Absolutely no one was there. Not the female. Not Leon. Not the officers that he had told to bunker down. No one. The main hall was completely void of life. And what was worse was that there were no bodies left here either. The zombies that they had killed earlier were gone. No blood stains on the floor. Nothing. The bulletholes remained but, unless you were physically looking for them, even they were invisible. Two bags of weapons hit the floor as gabriel crossed to the reception desk. He looked at the monitors and found Leon Kennedy investigating the Radio terminal in the STARS Office. The Camera rotated and it appeared that he was talking to a familiar looking brunette woman. Gabriel reached for the radio and opened a channel to the office. tag all -----signature----- Darth_Allana, the best girl a man could ever ask for.... Some things are worth waiting for. Always Member of the Game Designers Guild
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Anime_Fan Registered: Apr '05	Date Posted: 5/15 6:09am Subject: RE: Resident Evil, Survive the City
	Zachary Byrd August 10th 1998; 5:30pm "Wadda you want?" Zack looked up at Artie as she spoke. He lifted one hand up, unzipping his jacket. " I haven't been bit or anything, in case you were wondering." He looked around at the nasties, contemplating if it was safe enough. He holstered his gun, rubbing his hand lightly. His tight grip had started to hurt the flesh of his palm. Zack looked up at Artie again, zipping his jacket up again. "I'm heading to the Police Station. I figured it was the only place with a large percent of survival. I just, don't have a car, or a bike, or anything for that matter, except my gun and my knife." Zack nodded softly to her, and took his gun out again, twirling it around lightly before gripping it correctly and letting his arm drop loose at his side. The two strands of hair in front of the right side of his face bounced as he moved his head back up to her. "Where are you guys heading?" Tag: Ktala, Yuul -----signature----- and Flying Pirate Ships ROCK my SOCKS Gotta love those cowboys. I Anime Gay is not an insult, a lifestyle or a state a mind
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