My Zombie Shelter (open to everyone)

[AnonymousSpecto]

OOC: Hey, does any of you guys know where the other people are that play the other characters are? Also could some one tell me what happened to the guy who was raiding the car, and Kristie. One more ting, what happened to the person who is playing Alli and the guy who started this thread? Also I edited my last post so when ya have the chance, take a look at it to see what I have added.

 

[gearhead73]

OOC: Ok, I will take shot at this. Couple of things, please read the thread. The solar panels are still in the barn and haven't been installed yet. If there is another compound out in the middle of nowhere that you have "stealthily" approached, then please disregard.
We have no idea where the others are, in fact if you read the thread, we mention that several times. We are all people reacting to what's written, we don't have scripts or outlines, and such when real life calls, some come and go. I am glad that you want to be part of this, and since it's not my thread, I am not going to try and dictate anything. I would however like to ask something of you. So far we have kept the thread relatively realistic, save for zombies, and it might not fit to have a Resident Evil, Umbrella Corp, super duper Matrix bullet dodging expert chemist sniper secret agent. Just my opinion, if the others don't agree, then I will stand corrected.
We welcome you here, just please be mindful of the passage of time. You made it out of a bunker 2.5 miles in the earth and across half the state, in three posts.
Again, just my $.02.

 

[prettyserpentine]

OOC: Welcome to the thread! And to reiterate what my colleague stated, real life > RP. Also I like to be more realistic about things, I'm a huge zombie fan IRL but there is a reason why Resi games got shitter after 4. I mean look at Chris Redfield and Wesker in the travesty that was 5. So OP. I think it's a definite for me that I'm not a lover of Mary Sue characters. In this, we are all just a bunch of run of the mill types. I'm excited that you're keen on posting! Ooh and if I could just ask you to be a little clearer with your two characters, I thought they were the same guy and got a bit befuddled. And please don't make assumptions about our characters or situations. That said, have a super great day, and I'll see ya in the funny papers!!

 

[prettyserpentine]

"That's true," I said, thinking about his comment about the tarp. Mike had his tent, Randy had the watchtower, where should I go? I looked over at the house. There were bedrooms there, but I wasn't sure...

I tensed my shoulders and looked out over the water again, swatting the bamboo cane limply. "Guess we should probably start thinking about some food, and then find somewhere to sleep." I figured I would let the animals graze until after we had eaten, and then put them back for the night. I didn't think I could sleep in an actual bed, I suppose going back to things like that take time.

 

[gearhead73]

"Well you're always welcome to sh..." even though I had consciously not wanted to insert my foot back in my mouth, I couldn't help it.
"...oot one of the goats. I know meat's not your thing, but maybe now is the time to reconsider. Protein will help keep you strong and help that cut on your back heal faster."
I think my recovery went well, but something told me that as smart as Pan was, it failed.
"How is that by the way?"

 

[AnonymousSpecto]

OOC: Sorry guys, when I had my first post about my character being in Yellow Stone that was like a flash back of sorts, not really during real time, I also didn't mean to seem inconsiderate of others in with their lives, I just got a little wondering and all. I also am trying to make it realistic, and I consider some things to my character as possible. I didn't mean to pass of as a noob person not caring much of the story or people and driving it my own way recklessly. I can elaborate on what had happened to further make it seem not as unrealistic as me getting some where half across the country within minutes if you would like. Yeah, not used to so much need to focus on these things, so I kind of end up piecing things together about anything while it goes, not explaining everything in the time needed. I do need to focus on clearing that up.

 

[AnonymousSpecto]

OOC: Also I wasn't in a bunker, the second post I made was for another character, he was someone in an underground facility made for any body that is needed to be there, when I made my first post I was using a different character and he mentioned to himself of someone in this underground facility. The second post was with the guy that was in the facility, he was complaining how no one was there yet, he was waiting for my first character, he is currently still there. My first character I started posting again in my third post, saying how he got near your place already, because the first part of his scene was just a flash back of the little camp he made in Yellow Stone and what he was planning on doing later, but the third post I made was during present time where he is already near you guys and all. One more thing, the name of my first character is Jacob and the second one underground is Jerome Sickamore, if you could, if you like, read my first three posts again and you could notice that they both were talking about each other to themselves in their scene.

 

[prettyserpentine]

I looked at Randy sort of confused. He had obviously reconsidered asking me to share with him. It was understandable. He probably felt bad, like I did. Or confused, like I did. I smiled at him. "Sure. I mean, when in Rome... There's tinned fish in the store room, and dried meat too. I'll go and prepare something to eat, um... yeah." I dropped the cane on the ground and stuffed my hands in my pockets before starting back to the house, casting a parting glance over my shoulder. "The fish should help my back, I'm sure." I felt awful.

 

[prettyserpentine]

(This is open for everyone that is looking for a safe haven from the apocalypse. I ask that if you wish to join, please approach the front gate. As creator of this thread I reserve the right to have big events to appear where everyone bands together or show their true colors.)

Just refreshing everyone's memory.

 

[AmenRa]

Randy had mentioned about sacrificing the batter out of the Subaru. "You can definitely use it," I answered. "That car got my gear here, and helped haul our ass out of the woods, but it's pretty much expendable. Hopefully we can find some more car batteries on our trip and bring them back for when we need them later." And there was another thing added to an ever-growing list. Randy was indeed correct: we were going to need a truck.

Randy then mentioned comms. Something I had been thinking about, too. "If we can find a hardware store or even a Wal Mart or something and get some of those two-ways like your speaking about it would be great," I added. Good thinking. Great minds and all that.

Pandora excused herself with an admission she was leaving the planning to me. I smiled when she told me so and made a comment about trying to figure out exactly where we needed to go.

"I am gonna go see if I can find River. She may have intel to help us form a rock solid plan."

"Okay," I answered, "a few more minutes here and I'll be outside, too." I turned back to the map. I had narrowed down a little town about 20 miles from us. It had two roads into it, one from the north and one from the west, which meant it may be pretty well stocked with stuff we needed.

I started out of the door and turned back to Mike at the table.
"Hey, for what's worth man, thanks for your service. Now that things have gone to shit, it may not seem like it mattered, but it did. I am proud to be on your team man."

I nodded and gave him a bit of smile. "Hooyah," I said in reply. Randy was pretty sharp, and he no doubt knew what the tattoo on my right arm meant. 168 had been my BUD/S class number. Just about everyone who had served with the Teams had their class numbers somewhere on them.

Randy left and I folded my maps and put them back in the folder. I stood up and Max immediately stood as well. I opened the door and let him outside where he shot off over to his corner near the gate and hiked his leg.

I meandered about the compound for a bit with Max and finally made my way towards the rear of the compound where the lake sat. Pan and Randy were there. I wondered if he had found River? I waved to them and called out, "Anyone hungry?"

 

[prettyserpentine]

I grinned at Mike. "You read my mind. I'm just off to rustle up something for dinner. I've got to look after my guys, you know?" I knelt down and ruffled Max's fur. "And you too, baby! Can't forget about my favourite guy..." I stood up again and headed for the storeroom.

 

[gearhead73]

I had turned back toward the lake after Pan left to make some lunch. It seemed that for some reason I just could never find the right things to say or the right way to act around her. We would hit these lulls where things were nice and then I would stumble over myself and fuck it up.
I tried to put it out of my mind and as I looked outover the rippling water I thought back to the days when I was younger.Me and my buddie would head down to old man Thompson's farm with a Coleman lantern, chicken livers, and a case of beer and catfish to the wee hours. God it was great back then. Things were so much simpler. There was no worrying about tomorrow or what we would eat, or even prtecting ourselves. We could just sit back and wait for some big ole mud cat to come lookin for a snack. The next morning we would fillet them and have a fish fry with our dads when they came home from work.
My trip down memory lane was cut short when I heard Mike holler, "Anyone hungry?"
Pan had noted her thinking along the same lines and then added "I'm just off to rustle up something for dinner. I've got to look after my guys, you know?"
'Her guys' I thought, I liked that. It felt good being a part of something again. I guess even if I could never find a deeper connection with Pan, we would still be a part of each other's lives, and I could live with that...for now.
"I'll be right in guys, there is something I want to check on."
An idea had struck me all of a sudden so, I figured that it might be a nice way to focus my thoughts and keep me from daydreaming. I remebered back in the day when my Google-Fu was at its peak, that I had found a YouTube video on how to make ice with amonium nitrate. I hadn't seen and big bags of fertilizer laying around, but then again I hadn't really looked. I only needed a bit and some water and a metal bowl. Then it was a simple matter of mixing and poof, instant margaritas. As a side thought, I wondered where we could find tequila.

 

[prettyserpentine]

I had found some rice, tinned tuna, and a little soy. There were some nuts too, which I was quite thrilled about. I made a little stir fry of sorts and cooked it all off quite simply. It wasn't anything worthy of a review, but it was more food than I had in ages. In one harsh moment of decision making I had given up my vegetarianism too. I made a pretty rationed amount, it would do hot or cold, I figured, if the guys were going to be out doing stuff or making plans or whatever. I put mine on a plate, then plated up Mike's and Randy's and dug in.

My stomach growled and ached as I ate. The tuna tasted really good, and the nuts too. I can't remember the last time I was able to chew food, that I hadn't had some form of soup or boiled dinner. It was great. My appetite still wasn't anywhere near what it had been months ago, and I couldn't finish it. I stashed the leftovers away in a little Tupperware box and sat down to a glass of water I had relieved from the bottle I had set on the table.

 

[gearhead73]

I checked out another of the outbuildings on the property, but didn't have any luck finding what I was looking for. There were mowers, weed whackers and various other yardwork implements, but nothing that you wouldn't find at the typical suburban household. It didn't make sense that whoever had built and stocked this place to ride out the end of the world hadn't thought about gardening as a long term source of food. Then again, the solar panels the we had found in the barn hadn't been installed yet, so maybe their time table didn't match the rest of the world.
It was funny to think about the how the rest of the world might be doing. Had the virus spread? Were the Italians and Japanese fighting for their lives as well, or was it just us. I remember a young Irish girl whose ass I used to stomp playing Call Of Duty. She was so excited about a new opporitunity that was coming her way and as I looked at all the stuff around me, I wondered if she was doing the same.
Suddenly a thought occurred to me. After Oklahoma City and 9-11, homeland security had started tracking everything. People, phone calls, social media, all in the name of keeping us safe. This had also included substances like fertilizer, especially in large quantites. You would need a farming permit, or some shit to be able to buy it. Even at that, you didn't want the stuff just hanging around out in the open, especially if you stored diesel fuel. To me, it only made sense that there would be a cellar, or hidden room in one of these buildings where someone could hide their stash.
My stomach reminded me that breakfast had been a while ago, so I thought that I could continue my search after a bit of lunch.

 

[prettyserpentine]

I finished my water and wandered up the stairs. Glancing out the window, there was nothing untoward, so I went to look at the largest bedroom. It had the biggest bed. I heard the door close downstairs. Mike and Randy might have come in for food. I glanced at the bed. It was a little bigger than what Joel and I had in our home. I rubbed my hands on my jeans and moved as far away from it as I could. My face split into a grin as I took a run towards it and jumped, flying with my arms out and landed on it, bouncing a few times and reaching the ceiling. I lay down on my front, collapsing like a sack of potatoes.

I lay there with my arms stretched over my head and sighed.

 

[AmenRa]

I headed inside shortly after Pandora. She had made a pretty damn fine lunch of tuna with some nuts and rice. I gobbled it down, eating fast while sipping on water from a Camelbak bottle I use to carry on my mountain bike.

Oh, shit. Now that's something I should have thought of earlier: bicycles! A perfect vehicle for recon. Quiet and doesn't use fuel. Can't carry a big load, but very useful for scouting ahead and getting short distances fairly quickly. Damn, I wish I had thought to grab my Trek before I left home. My last girlfriend had gotten me into mountain biking and I took to it with a fervor. I bought a nice Trek and customized it with a new fork, carbon fiber handlebars, new saddle and seat post, tires, everything. Shit. That was about $2,100 that just went to hell with the undead.

I figured I'd add it to the list to look for when we went into town.

I noticed Randy's plate and figured he'd be in to eat soon. I thought I would tell him about the bike idea. I left and went to my tent real quick where I found a small pocket-size notepad and a pen in my tac vest. I returned to the table and started actually writing down the items on this ever-growing list for scavenging.

 

[gearhead73]

I walked into the kitchen and saw the plate of food setting there. After a bit of deductive reasoning, I supposed that it was for me, so I grabbed a bottle of water and sat to partake of it. It was an interesting combination of rice, tuna and of all things, nuts. I would never had thought of it myself and I was pleasantly surprised. It wasn't just satisfying, it was actually quite delicious. Salty, savory and the nuts added a nice crunch and texture.
'Pan must have been quite the Suzy Homemaker' I thought and added one more attribute to the list of things I liked about her.
This ice thing was still playing on my mind as I sat there and enjoyed my lunch. I got like that sometimes when I had a vehicle I couldn't figure out or a puzzle I wanted to solve. I would obsess on it driving myself and most of the people around me crazy. As my mind meandered through all of the different hiding possibilities, a thought did stick out among them. A library would be great source of information that was no longer available with the stroke of a few keys. There would be survival manuals and magazine articles, a regular wealth of information that could prove helpful.
I finished my meal and threw away the paper plate and disposable fork and decided to thank Pan for the lunch. I hadn't seen her pass by the kitchen or go outside so I figured she had to be somewhere in here. I started up the stairs and then searched around all of the rooms until I found her sprawled out on a king size bed in what appeared to be the master suite.
"Pan?" I said quietly not wanting to wake her if she was napping.

 

[prettyserpentine]

I had my face buried in the duvet when I heard Randy call my name. "Mmm hmm." I didn't want to move. I was so comfortable. "Look, it's a bed," I said, my words muffled in the blankets. "Remember? We used to sleep on them back when we were regular humans." My feet were dangling over the edge, I was probably halfway down the damn thing. I slept like a three year old, Joel used to say. I didn't care. This felt like a special occasion. And it smelt clean. I missed nice smells. Like the smell of old paper. And liquorice.

I turned my head to see Randy in the doorway. Well, I say I could see him, but truth be told I had so much hair over my face I couldn't really see him much at all. I offered him a grin. "I don't think I'll claim a bed. Not when you and Mike are sleeping outside. I'll find a spot. Maybe that willow tree. I've slept in trees. Made a makeshift sort of hammock. Walkers can't climb." I turned my head again and sighed into the bed. God, beds. Funny how you miss the little things.

 

[gearhead73]

I chuckled a bit, "Nah, I don't think so. You and Mike can fight over the bed. I will be fine in the tower."
She looked so happy and peaceful lying there. Her hair covered her face, but I could imagine a smile hiding underneath as I heard her sniffing the bed spread. I actually regretted disturbing her now so I decided t exit gracefully and let her return to relaxing.
"Thanks for lunch. It was delicious, and with so little. Joel was one lucky son...anyway, thanks again."
I turned and headed back toward the stairs. There were still a few hours of daylight left and I was on a mission for ice.

 

[prettyserpentine]

I opened my mouth to speak again and heard his departing footsteps. "Wait...fucking ow!!!” I sat up and twisted and holy shit the pain that shot through my back had me balling my fists in the bed sheets. The stitches were straining against wherever I had twisted. Oh my god. I could have cried, and I just whimpered a little. My hair hung around me and I started gently lowering myself back onto the bed again. I could already feel my shirt starting to stick to wherever it was bleeding from. Shit. Where was Kristi when I needed her? Tears were in my eyes from the stinging and I began to find myself wishing I were less awkward with other people. I wished I could just go back to this morning.

 

[gearhead73]

I hadn't made it but a few steps when I heard her cry out.
"Wait...fucking ow!!!”
I reversed course and ran back into the room. She was lying back on the bed but I could see three red stripes about two inches long running down her back about where her stiches were.
"What happened?!" I asked frantically as I hustled to the bed. I could hear muffled sobs as I started to get on the bed.
"Pan...hon...talk to me. What happened." I did my best to calm my voice. In those cases we had taken they had told us to try and remain calm. If we were frantic, the person we were trying to help would be too.

 

[prettyserpentine]

I turned my head and hissed in a breath. "You were... I tried to get up, and kind of forgot about my back. I turned kind of sharp and I think I just pulled it a bit. It's nothing. I'm sorry." I thumped my head back onto the blankets again. God I was absolutely skilled at making a total arse out of myself. I didn't even have a reason for wanting him to stay other than just wanting him here. I moved my hand around to my back and slid it under my shirt. I couldn't feel much at the angle but I was pretty sure I had just strained them. " I didn't feel anything rip. I don't think I did any damage, don't worry." I looked up at him with a plastered smile. "Sorry. You can go about your business. Nothing to see here, etcetera." I swallowed and managed the fakest laugh I had ever done before rolling my eyes at myself. "I suck. Throw me to the horde, save me from myself." Then I laughed, and it was pretty genuine. But holy hell did it hurt.

 

[gearhead73]

I was in uncharted territory now. The right thing to do was lift up her shirt and look the stitches, see if any were torn, and either way make sure that the bleeding would stop.
That was the right thing, but this was me and Pan. To say that our relationship was tumultuous would be calling Hiroshima a firecracker.
We had threatened to kill each other and ourselves at least twice, just in the last twenty-four hours. However, this was Pan, and I did care for her.
"Look, I'm gonna lift up the back of your shirt a bit and take a peek. I want to make sure that you didn't tear anything and that the bleeding is clotting up. Lay still."
My hands were shaking like I had come off of a three day drunk as I reached for the hem of her shirt.

 

[prettyserpentine]

I hit the blankets again, face first. "Okay." I felt him pull my shirt back a little and I tensed. I could almost feel the goosebumps race over my skin. I couldn't remember the last time anyone other than Joel had looked at me in any sort of interested way.

I shook my head minutely and scolded myself. Dammit, Pandora! He's checking your stitches, not asking you to the fucking prom. Grow up. But still, the goosebumps raced over and over my skin and I prayed to god the light was poor in here so he'd not notice them.

"How does it look?"

 

[AnonymousSpecto]

I carry three 25 litre daysacks behind me all wound together by five different bungee cords to keep them with me and secure together. In each is on extra large standard medical aid kit, two normal sized first aid that had herbal remedies in it accompanying the added supplies that already where in them. Also the bags where fill with multi-tools and tactical knives, actually 15 multi tools in a case in each bag. All where made to cut and work through tough material. 20 tactical knives in another case in there, each bag had a case with 20 knives and 15 multi tools, they where filled with the basic protein bars made for travel, 10 large brick sized protein bars were there, not the manufactured kind, but the ones made for disasters and and survival. Huge one that could pack all the calories and energy and protein needed for a five week trip on foot with just one bar. On either side pockets of each bag was the biggest water bottles I could find, filled with water up to the brim. Modular Hydration Carrier Was hanging over my left shoulder, the ideal way to carry your water. It is low profile so it is less likely to get caught on vehicles or your surroundings and it can accommodate up to a 3 liter bladder. It also features modular webbing on the front and back for attachment of extra pouches and a hook and loop secured top flap. Attaches to any MOLLE/PALS style gear with 4 included short MALICE CLIPS. Measures 17" x 6.5" x 2.5". It is currently carrying standard liquids for wounds or that could be fashioned to be made into and explosive, but really they are just more medical stuff because of the use they have, secretly though in there is also a few kinds of explosives and two of four different kinds of hand guns, KWA KP45 Tactical NS2 GBB, KWA M9 PTP Aluminum GBB, KWA M26R PTP Metal, and an KWA M9A1 Tactical PTP Aluminum GBB. I had a 40mm Belt on me, holds 12 rounds of any 40mm ammunition, such as HE, DP, shotshell or Lum rounds. Rounds are held in place by elastic loops and secured by a hook and loop flap. The adjustable belt can be worn around the waist or slung across the body. That and with me lunged hanging on my right shoulder is a Compact Commando Axe. Three pieces it's in, extends to 13in" fits into 6in" canvas belt pouch metal handle. A make strap was made into it by me with some bungee. I had also a universal gun cleaning kit in one of my bags, thought to get rid of it but decided to leave it there since it probably might be worth some thing. Now with all my equipment done my clothes are well first a lightweight all-purpose duty gloves. I had a plain black and whit camo style cotton micro fiber water resistant short sleeved shirt. A MARPAT Digital BDU Shirt. A jacket around my short sleeved shirt. Digital urban color, basically a grey and white camo. A Battle Rip Digital ACU trousers in a much more darker camo color. I had a G.I. STYLE BLACK COLD WEATHER HELMET LINER, covering around me face. And on top of that helmet liner around my face was a JT USA X-fire Tactical System, it is a helmet that has ELITE LENS SYSTEM FOR 180 DEGREE FIELD OF VISION; COMPLETE FACE, EAR, TEMPLE & FOREHEAD PROTECTION; FOG RESISTANT LENS FOR CLEAR VISION; REMOVEABLE VISOR; RIGID DESIGN FOR REAL PROTECTION INTERCHANGEABLE WITH MOST JT USA ACCESSORIES. I then had G.I. BLACK POLYPROPYLENE SOCK LINER - PAIR, just basically pair of socks. And then classic boxers underneath mah camo pants. Finally, some pair of boots, STEALTH FORCE 8.0 SZ CT WPI, the had LEATHER/1650 DENIER BALLISTIC NYLON UPPER; YKK CIRCULAR SIDE-ZIPPER; CAMBRELLE MOISTURE WICKING LINING; AGION ANTIBACTERIAL TREATMENT; COATS BARBOUR ANTI-FRAYIN G STITCHING THREAD; DURABLE COMPOSITE HARDWARE; EN ISO 20347 CERTIFIED; COMPOSITE SHANK; COMPRESSION-MOLDED EVA MIDSOLE; M-PACT CONTOURED SOCKLINE R WITH MEMORY FOAM; X-TRACTION ZONE OUTSOLE; ION MASK WATERPROOF TECH; FLEX-ZONE WITH SIPING FOR TRACTION AND CONTROL; ASTM APPROVED COMPOSITE TOE. Well all that was my gear, just left a watch and eye glasses, Royal air force style goggles, and G.I. Vietnam era type O.D. wind-up watch. (Just a description of what I am wearing guys, I am planning on letting you guys keep going and and then a while later I will start joining in more on the story, sorry if though some things was confusing here, let me know so I can edit my post.