Biohazard - Topic: ++ Chapter 1: Survival of the Fittest

griff on ++ Chapter 1: Survival of the Fittest

Mon, 09 Sep 2013 12:47:12 +0000

Abe did as instructed without a second thought. The boy put his trust in Robert long ago and knew instinctly to follow what he said. With the toolbox filled with everything he found, Abe headed out of the shed and looked to both sides to make see if a walker had stumbled upon them while they were searching, "Where to next?" Abe looked back into the shed to speak silently. Abe understood the question seemed pointless as he would see where Robert was heading, but the boy still liked to know what was happening.

dystopia on ++ Chapter 1: Survival of the Fittest

Wed, 04 Sep 2013 13:23:17 +0000


	Survival of the Fittest
	As he picked through the haphazard stack of yard tools Robert glanced to Abe, curious to what he might have found. Watching for a moment he saw the young man uncover several screw drivers and a set of wrenches which Robert thought could be useful. Watching for a minute more he saw Abe uncover more tools, including a saw and a couple hammers, all of which might be worth taking. ” Grab that little tool box and load it up with that stuff, it might come in handy, even if it will be a pain to carry back to the safehouse. ” Robert instruted young Abe, talking quietly and hoping not to cause detection by those things. Moving his gaze back to his own findings Robert pulled one of the shovels free, deciding to take it with them, as it could be used to keep one of those walkers at a distance.
— OOC Talk: Lets get to the next house!

griff on ++ Chapter 1: Survival of the Fittest

Thu, 22 Aug 2013 14:08:33 +0000

Abe spent no time daddling and was quick to check out the shed. With the lock gone, he felt everything in there was his, but he would share it with the rest of the party. He needed their protection anyways. Ah, it was just like good 'ol times. The workbench was what caught his attention and, after a quick nod to Robert to keep noise to a minimum, Abe got to work. All he had for tools was a screwdriver and there was only so much someone, even someone as skilled as Abe, could do with a screwdriver. He only hoped that in this low light he would be able to find something good.

Search Roll: 14 + 1

dystopia on ++ Chapter 1: Survival of the Fittest

Wed, 14 Aug 2013 12:48:24 +0000


	Survival of the Fittest
	Robert had taken in a quick look around the shed, though it was dark he was still able to make out several useful supplies. Moving inside he motioned for Abe to take a look the the work bench, knowing that tools made for good weapons and that they could always use tools when it came to securing their safe house. ” I'm going to check over hear, just make sure to be as quiet as possible. ” Robert wispered to Abe as he moved towards the lawn mower, ducking his head around the back where he found exactly what he had hoped, a three gallon jug of gasoline, which upon lifting it Robert guessed was probably two thirds full, enough to run a generator or get a car going if they needed. Robert moved the jug outside, setting it on the grass by the shed before heading back inside, making his way towards the yard tools in the back. Picking through them he found a couple shovels and rakes, he had hoped to find a pitch fork but wasn't that lucky.
— OOC Talk: ---

dystopia on ++ Chapter 1: Survival of the Fittest

Mon, 29 Jul 2013 14:10:06 +0000


	Survival of the Fittest
	The shed door opened with a creak, which sent chills down Robert's back as he quickly looked around the area, the light now very nearly gone making visability low. Robert's heart pounded, he could feel the sweet on his brow but for the moment they seemed to be alright. Looking inside Robert took note of the contents of the shed, which appeared to be eight feet by eight feet in floor space, big enough to house a small work bench on the right littered with tools and various scraps. Filling the left side of the shed was a large ride on lawnmower and other yard tools organized behind it. Robert thought that close inspection of this shed would likely deal out very useful supplies, but they needed to get a move on.
— OOC Talk: Shed description, just figured I'd do it from Robert's POV seemed most simple for this situation.

griff on ++ Chapter 1: Survival of the Fittest

Sun, 28 Jul 2013 15:33:52 +0000

Abe approached the lock and got down onto one knee. He swung his backpack in front of him and went through the side pocket, picking out some paper clips he had for just this reason. With a quick look of "don't worry I got this", Abe bent the paper clip so he was straight and got to work on the lock. After some swift movements, the lock clicked and let go. 'Ah a lock. Made to keep our possession safe yet so simple' thought Abe as he took the lock off the door and opened to door, revealing whats inside.

Open Lock Check: 16 +1 Success.

dystopia on ++ Chapter 1: Survival of the Fittest

Thu, 25 Jul 2013 13:05:50 +0000


	Survival of the Fittest
	Robert simply nodded to Jade, knowing that what she said was sincere, before heading through the sliding kitchen door into the growing darkness. The path to the shed was short, only twenty feet or so but the back yard was not fenced, which meant anything could stumple upon them back there. Keeping quiet as he reached the shed which sported double doors which would pull open he noticed that there was a small padlock on the door. ” Dumb dumb dumb, you should have looked for a fucking key. ” Robert thought to himself, wanting to smack himself on the head, but resisting. Turning to the young Abe he simply pointed at the lock and stepped back giving the boy some room to do his work. As he stood, Robert motioned to Chris to head back to the house and look for the key, just incase.
— OOC Talk: 16+1 (17) move silently check. Griff this lock has a DC13 (dice check 13 or over to pick) if you fail, you can try again your next post, to keep the realism if you can't pick it and nobody can find a key, we might just have to leave it behind.

clerith on ++ Chapter 1: Survival of the Fittest

Wed, 24 Jul 2013 05:45:46 +0000

Jade stayed at the open door, looking across the garden as the others began to pace across the garden. She looked at Robert who was also on the look out for walkers. "Just for the record, thanks." She paused, looking across at her brother. "For looking after us both."

She remembered the moment Robert had saved her like it was yesterday. Too many zombies and no hope, until he showed up out of the blue. She was alone at that point, fending for herself, and then eventually tracked down her brother. Over time, the four survivors began to build a bond that meant everybody looked after each other. They'd made it this far.

OOC: Haven't moved.

sanarian on ++ Chapter 1: Survival of the Fittest

Mon, 22 Jul 2013 18:13:01 +0000

Christian didn't have anything to add to the conversation, or at least, nothing that was worth voicing. All of them were keenly aware of the dangers of traveling at night They were all keenly aware of the dangers that traveling at night posed, so saying 'be careful' was hardly a necessity. Chris took a step outside, keeping an eye out for any dangers that might present themselves, while carefully treading the yard and heading in the direction of the tool shed. No sense losing precious daylight--it was as much a commodity as food was these days. Abe was just a few steps ahead of him, and Christian made sure to keep a particularly close eye on the area around the boy--he was just a kid, and he had no intention of letting him wind up on the meal plan. With that thought in mind the soldier tightened the grip on his club while approaching the shed.
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Move Silently: 16d20 + 1 (17)

griff on ++ Chapter 1: Survival of the Fittest

Sat, 20 Jul 2013 20:18:53 +0000

Abe looked over at Robert and gave him a nod, "It's worth it to take a look." The teen tried to steel himself from the fear, but he couldn't let his weakness bring down the team. The walker reminded him about how dangerous his new reality was, but he had to be strong to survive. Abe looked over at his sister, "Keep a look out while we investigate." Peeking out for anything before making a move outside of the house, Abe moved as quietly as he could to the shed. Though it would add to the danger, Abe hoped there was a lock on the shed. The simplicity and logic of a lock always helped the teen when he felt scared. Since being outside was extremely dangerous at night, Abe would open the door to the shed as quietly as possible or work on the lock if there was one.

Move Silently: 11 + 1

dystopia on ++ Chapter 1: Survival of the Fittest

Fri, 12 Jul 2013 13:11:43 +0000


	Survival of the Fittest
	With most of the food taken Robert decided to take one of the nicer kitchen knives with him as well, going back through the kitchen drawers for a moment to locate a wash towel which he wrapped around the blade before placing it in his pack. Moving towards the doors he took a moment, cupping his hands and placing them against the glass to reduce the remainder of the twilight still peeking over the horizon as he took a look outside. ” I don't see anyone or thing outside, but there is a small tool shed out there that maybe we should check out before heading to the next house. ” Robert said as he stepped back away from the sliding door, knowing that very useful things were kept in sheds. ” Will you kids be ok being in the open like that for a couple minutes? ” Robert asked Jade and Abe, knowing all to well that they were old enough to take care of themselves but still feeling responsible for their safety. The tool shed was something he knew they shouldn't pass up, and for Robert he felt it would be worth the risk of a few minutes out in the open, if they could just all be very quite likelihood was nothing would happen.
— OOC Talk: When moving out in the open everyone will need to post move silenty rolls with every post they move in, roll on a d20 and add your move silently stat to the outcome and post it like you would your map location (we won't have a map for this little bit until we get to the next house).

clerith on ++ Chapter 1: Survival of the Fittest

Fri, 12 Jul 2013 12:05:48 +0000

Jade followed her brother out into the open living area, seeing the zombie dead on the floor. Her eyes only spotted the feet before she turned away, refusing to look any further. Over on the table were the last few cans of food and medicinal supplies so she scooped them up and put them inside her bag. She still had the ice axe in her hand as they left the house, just in case.
"Where to next?"

J-19

sanarian on ++ Chapter 1: Survival of the Fittest

Thu, 11 Jul 2013 10:10:00 +0000

When the realization that his attack caved in the corpse's skull hit him, Christian felt the tension in his body simply vanish as if it had never been. They had felled the Walker with outstanding speed and escaped without injury as a result; a fact that the former soldier was deeply grateful for. "Well then," Chris began while smiling softly, "let's take extra precautions next time. I'd rather none of us wind up on the dinner menu." In response to Robert's announcement that they were moving on Chris walked into the kitchen at a brisk pace, leaning his golf club on the table for a moment. Christian pulled the backpack from his shoulder, sliding the zipper to open it and stowing several cans of food away before closing it and pulling the pack back onto his shoulder. Following that he picked up his club once more, striding across the room to stand next to Robert. "At least life stays interesting... would be happier if we happen to find a real drink or two though."
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Location: L-19

griff on ++ Chapter 1: Survival of the Fittest

Mon, 08 Jul 2013 06:21:33 +0000

Abe gave a reluctant smile as he heard Robert' voice. They must have finished the walker for him to call them over. Pushing Jade gently away, the teen tapped her on the shoulder and made it way out into the living room. The fear of the walker had built up adrenaline in the young teens veins and with that fear gone, Abe felt a little exhausted. He moved to the table on instinct of follow Robert's orders and packed his bag with 2 cans of food, 2 bottles of cleaning supplies, and the box of scubbies. Dividing up supplies was a usual routine for the group and Abe always tried to take the least amount of food as he was the smallest. Abe took up one of the golf clubs he had placed there and left the kitchen knives, not wanting to put them in his bad in case they pierced the bag. He put his screwdriver back in his bag and continued to the back glass door, waiting for the others to be ready before he moved out.

OOC: J-20

dystopia on ++ Chapter 1: Survival of the Fittest

Sun, 07 Jul 2013 13:40:24 +0000


	Survival of the Fittest
	Robert continued to slowly step back as the walker crept towards him, it's moans and lust for his flesh was clear but Robert knew they were in control of the situation. As the door was shut Robert had shifted into the kitchen, physically using the end of his bent golf club to push the creature back and keep himself out of it's reach, 'god the smell, you never get use to that' he thought. Moments later Robert felt the strike of Christian's club vibrate through his own. Robert pulled his club away letting the rotting, walking, carcass fall to the tile floor, dark ooze pouring from the massive cave in Christain had delivered to it's skull. ” Nice swing. ” Robert muttered as he turned his attention quickly from the fallen zombie to the food stuffs and his wrench on the table. ” Jade, Abe, come on we've over stayed our welcome. ” Robert called to the kids as he began to stuff some of the cans into his own backpack, leaving others for Jade, Christain, and Abe to carry. Robert had always thought it wise that food be split between everyone that way if someone got separated they would have some, and if in the worst case scenario, the survivors wouldn't chance losing it all. ” Grab anything else you might want, then lets head out this back door. We can stay off the street and head to the next house with better cover. ” Robert finished as he zipped up his pack, picked up his heavy iron wrench from the table, and then pointed to the sliding glass back door.
— OOC Talk: You're head strike did double damage, nice KO.