Guns, Oil, and a pack of Cards (Robert, Chase, and Vince)

[Tassadar]

Re: Guns and Oil (Robert and Chase)

"Yeah, Wallmart. Slow down, these guys look like they need some help. One of 'em looks like he's got a bad leg, it wouldn't be right to leave them back here." Bob shouts back, trying to be heard over the passing cars and moaning undead.

 

[Pheonix Alugere]

Re: Guns and Oil (Robert and Chase)

But the Zombies are... Fine, have it your way. Moira says, pulling over to the two men.

 

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Re: Guns, Oil, and a pack of Cards (Robert, Chase, and Vince)

If Vince had heard what Bob had said, he'd probably be ready to murder the fella. His leg wasn't that conspicuous (so he thought) though perhaps in revealing it to the unnamed cop back at the check point, the pantleg hadn't settled so cleanly back over the appendage.

Still, the truck was slowing down, and that was the trick. "Cripes, someone bought into it," he exclaimed to Johnny, before scrambling forward to the slowing vehicle. "We're headed for the fort, the Wallmart or so I hear; the one in Milton was ransacked," nevermind that everything he was currently holding was from there... "but a little birdie told me that this'n was fair game to keep out the creeps. Just the two of us. Got space?"

He was half ready to scramble aboard, but the bloody marks on the side of the truck and the fact that the greying old bastard standing in the back was holding a gun and a hammer made him think twice.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Guns, Oil, and a pack of Cards (Robert, Chase, and Vince)

(Robert doesn't have a hammer, Chase does. Roberts melee weapon is a chainsaw. )

"Hurry it up, I don't want any more of those things getting on my truck. Try not to sit on anything." Bob says, as he himself quickly climbs out of the back of the truck and gets back into the drivers seat. He waits only a second before starting the truck moving again, hoping the two men are secure.

 

[Guyver2216]

Re: Guns, Oil, and a pack of Cards (Robert, Chase, and Vince)

*Chase sits back down in the truck keeping the hammer handy as he waits for the thing to get moving again*

"well so far so good...next stop safe house ala walmart?"

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Guns, Oil, and a pack of Cards (Robert, Chase, and Vince)

"That's the plan!" Bob yells back.

 

[Pheonix Alugere]

Re: Guns, Oil, and a pack of Cards (Robert, Chase, and Vince)

Soon, the car and it's six riders, four old, two new, were headed down the road towards what should be safe, for now at least. Eventually, the group reaches the place. The parking lot seems to be mostly filled with cars, but occasionally, a policeman comes out and gets in a car. The man would then drive the car into position forming a wall around the parking lot. Zombies could probably still slip through the cracks, but it would definitely slow them if they came in large numbers. That is, if they could get cars all the way around. Most of the barrier seems to be focused on forcing the clear entrance as far from the building as possible. Through the large mass of cars, Robert can tell that the main barricade at the Wallmart's doors has change, at least slightly. Apparently having either raided a hardware store or salvaged it from somewhere else. A great many planks of would have been sacrificed to erect a makeshift tower that seems to be loosely attached to one side of the building. This probably is planned to be used as a lookout tower.

One of the policemen, Frank the one he had talked to earlier, calls out Robert's name and makes a gesture to come over to him.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Guns, Oil, and a pack of Cards (Robert, Chase, and Vince)

Parking the truck in a position that would allow him to get it out easily and getting out, taking his keys with him, Bob walks over to Frank; "How are things here? We saw the barricade you guys put up to check people for bites. You've still been doing that before letting them in right? We picked up a few guys stuck on the side of the road before we came here, they had been talking to a cop when the zombies showed up."

 

[Pheonix Alugere]

Re: Guns, Oil, and a pack of Cards (Robert, Chase, and Vince)

Yeah we were, but we've moved the bite check to right outside here. Apparently, the z's had gotten close to the checkpoint so they had to fall back. Now then. If you and your group could come this way and strip, we'll check them and if you're all clean, you can grab your stuff and go inside, although you'll have to leave your stuff with me. Of course, since you have a pickup it won't be used in the barricade. We have better uses planned for pickups. Frank replies. The thought then strikes Robert that convincing his family, especially Moira, to strip would be a hell of a task.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Guns, Oil, and a pack of Cards (Robert, Chase, and Vince)

(Ouch, that's one of those situations in which I think I'd rather be stuck in a zombie infestation alone than go in with a big tightly controlled group.)

"Strip searches? You've got to be kidding me! I'm not putting my daughter through that! Damnit...... I'll go tell everyone." Bob continues muttering as he turns away and heads back to the truck. He knows he doesn't want to do that to Rachel, and he highly doubts Moira would accept the idea, but he wanted input from the rest of the group.
"They're strip searching everyone that tries to get in, checking for bites. It's friggin absurd. We have to leave anything we bring out here, but if we're clean we'll get our stuff back. I don't like it, but I don't have the right to tell any of you what to do, so it's your call." Bob says, making sure he's loud enough for everyone at the truck to hear him.

 

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Re: Guns, Oil, and a pack of Cards (Robert, Chase, and Vince)

((Sorry Tassadar, I got 'em mixed up!))

"Strip searches?" Vince asked incredulously, though somehow he found this unsurprising. "What the hell, like anyone's gonna let one of those things bite their fucking dick off?" Then again thinking about how he'd found Lou, Vince had to admit that it was a... well, something of a possibility. Still, no one'd be hanging around here with a bite; didn't they all drop into coma's after they'd been bit?

What was more disturbing was the thought of giving up all of his supplies. Leaning over to the cab, Vince asked, "so you're just gonna let them do that to you without a question, you trust 'em that much not to take our shit," (well, Robert & Co's shit, though now that Vince was in the truck he felt that he owned a certain percentage -- never mind the details right now!) "and dump our naked asses right back in the street for those creeps?" Why would the police need to confiscate their supplies in the first place? He wanted to at least keep an eye on his small wedge of belongings, nevermind that they'd take one look at his pharmaceutical ingredients and either suspect him for stirring up shit, or take 'em for their own use... and he'd be needing 'em shortly.

Thinking on that, he patted down his pockets looking for the vile that contained his pills. It was getting to be about that time of day...

 

[Guyver2216]

Re: Guns, Oil, and a pack of Cards (Robert, Chase, and Vince)

"i really dont like the sound of this but honestly what are our other choices? we either strip down and then get let in afterwards or take our chances on our own..."

*chase just sighed sitting back a bit placing the hammer back in its slot on the toolbelt finally*

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Guns, Oil, and a pack of Cards (Robert, Chase, and Vince)

Bob waited for a reply from Moira and Rachel, but in the meantime said; "There are plenty of other buildings around here we could hold up in. Hell, my house is ten minutes away."

(Night of the Living Dead!)

 

[Pheonix Alugere]

Re: Guns, Oil, and a pack of Cards (Robert, Chase, and Vince)

They want us to what?!? Moira shouts, sounding outraged. Of course we won't be staying here. The sick perverts probably have cameras posted everywhere. I thought cops were supposed to be good people! She continues while Rachel just gets small, blushing.

Would you rather they let someone who was bitten get in? Besides, isn't it supposed to take a bit between when the person is bitten and when they fall over? Without checks like this you'd wake up as zombie food one morning. Johnny replies to Moira incredulously while Moira pointedly ignores him and stares at Robert, I guess they simply want our stuff so they can ration it out and no one hordes things everyone might need.

 

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Vince cocked his head Johnny's way. "Voice of fucking wisdom today, aren't we?" he asked, still scowling. He was having visions of getting left with absolutely nothing to work with, dumped for the freaks. He didn't doubt it'd come to something like that. However... if it came to that kind of trouble, maybe he could make himself useful to avoid such a fate...

and having a fort full of trained lawmen between him and creeps sounded better than this quarrelsome group... he could always take off later if things didn't pan out, right? (Well, that he wasn't sure about. Still...)

"We tried houses, buddy, it's not a good deal, trust me," Vince told Robert. "Not when they get into the houses. Lady, would you rather get your knickers looked at by perverted cops or have 'em munched on by cannibal creeps? We're talking getting guts ripped out here as an alternative... I don't like it, but Johnny-word-a-wisdom here does have a point."

Jesus, he was easy to sway today. Came with being all over the place in the brain and on the run.

 

[Pheonix Alugere]

Re: Guns, Oil, and a pack of Cards (Robert, Chase, and Vince)

Well, yes. Of course I'm wise in the ways of fucking. I've learned much through my experience. Johnny replies with smart-assery, having decided to treat the phrase 'fucking wisdom' as though it were literal.

You barbaric...! Robert, tell these two just what we think of their ways. Moira says in response.

 

[Guyver2216]

Re: Guns, Oil, and a pack of Cards (Robert, Chase, and Vince)

"well listen mr. Robert...I'll put up with yall a bit longer if ya decide to go elsewhere but if you decide to stay here i wont care much either. i'm just staying i'll stick with you guys...safety in numbers right?"

*Chase was trying to simply play it calmly though while they discussed all this Chase had eyes on the road they had come from watching it just in case*

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Guns, Oil, and a pack of Cards (Robert, Chase, and Vince)

(Doesn't the disease have a 3 day coma period?)

Robert scowls at the two mens jokes and language, especially since his daughter was there. He scratched his chin, his indecision on which course was better plain on his face. He didn't want his daughter strip searched, but he also wanted her to be safe from the zombies, and he doubted he'd be able to protect her as well as a large group of armed police.

Bob nods to Chase, beginning to think that the kid had more sense and character than Moiras initial description had led him to believe.

"I don't like it any more than you do Moira, but I don't want to endanger you or Rachel any more than I already have. But if you really would rather go out there than stay here, I'll do my best to protect you both."

(Roleplaying......)

 

[Pheonix Alugere]

Re: Guns, Oil, and a pack of Cards (Robert, Chase, and Vince)

Fine, then. Go over and tell that man we'll do it, but to at least give us privacy and have a female officer check me and Rachel Moira says grumpily, but at least she realized that being in there would be safer than out here.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Guns, Oil, and a pack of Cards (Robert, Chase, and Vince)

Robert nods, and goes back to Frank and explains to him the groups consensus and Moiras request, which he agreed with. He concludes with; "Where do you guys want me to park the truck?" He hasn't turned over his handgun yet, wanting it in case the zombies showed up while he moved the truck.