CaptBoobgrab

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

Jim awoke when he heard a crash. He looked around and girls weren't there.
Never thought I'd fall asleep.
He went down the stairs and listened, and he heard the girls laughing.
Heh. They're alright.
Jim went upstairs and continued with the escape plan preparations. He knew that in times of danger, elevators are set to go back to the ground floor(citation?). He then pried open the elevator doors and held it open with a table's end. Then, he used his remaining cord, tied it well in a nearby sturdy object and went back downstairs.
There he nodded at the girls and pried and kept open the elevator door, and he saw the cord. He pulled on it, tested its strength and was satisfied. He used it to go back to the top floor, grinning at his new escape route.

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

Awwwww ya dun fixd it. Here I was ready to rappel to the lower floor and steal the bus LOL. Will read and post IC later. Hope the newer newbie is as fun as you guys!

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

solamelike said
Its early morning not night :p

Whoops, didn't catch that. Thanks!

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

"Alright then. I'll rest." Jim told Steph.
Jim never really, truly slept. But he rested, ready to spring up at a moment's notice.

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

"Yup." Jim said, rushing to help Steph. They moved the body without much trouble, save for the drips they left in their trail. Soon, they found some kind of balcony where they threw the dead man off.
Eh. He should have said something if he didn't wanna get thrown off.
Jim thought with a slight guilt, and some nigh insane rationalizing. He laughed it off. Jim and Steph settled down to catch their breaths.
"So she fell asleep, huh? She must have felt safe and protected around you." Jim said, wiping the blood, among other things, with some towel laying around.
Gonna be a long day.
"You can catch some Z's if you want. I'll stand guard until one of you wakes up." Jim said, feeling drowsy himself.

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

Aaaah finally finished with my book. Sorry I couldn't post much, was using my phone to. I'm switching to the PC now so I hope we get the ball rawlin gahaha

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

"Thanks, Spencer." Jim said as he took food, and ate it slowly.
Rest and nourishment. Jim savored every moment of it, but they needed to get to work. Jim was unsure what work there was to do, though. So he thought about setting alarms.
"Can you guys take care of the corpse? I'm gonna go and make some alarm system. Can never be too careful. Toss him out of the window, he won't mind."
Jim borrowed a knife and walked around.
He looked at the appliances and machines available in the office, which were now junk, and cut their cords. He tied them together to make a very long makeshift rope. He cut it so that there's two ropes, a long one, and a longer one. He hid the longer rope in his bag and used the shorter. He took some cans and tied them to the rope, set them in the office, and went down the stairs up until the landing below their floor. He set up the rope as a sort of tripwire. The rope, if tripped, would pull the cans at the other end, warning them of anyone, or anything approaching. It was a good spot too. Dark due to lack of windows. Impossible not to miss. He came back up and asked "What now?"

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

Is the crazy jim the doc was referring to my jim?

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

Jim waited and worried for subjectively a century, but soon enough Steph opened the door. He led Spencer inside. "All clear?" He said, not waiting for a reply, as he placed the barricade back. He felt a little safe and saw the others. He then took two cans and a can opener from his bag and laid it out on the desk.

"Eat up. We share these, okay? I'm gonna rest for a bit. My back's still sore." Jim said as he plopped down on a corner.

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

"What? The door is barricaded? Then... Someone's already inside.." Jim said. It would be a bad idea to force going into that floor, but he believed they can handle themselves with whatever it was that waited beyond. Jim crouched under the window to lift Steph.
"Care." Jim said, wary of the gruesome possibilities that popped up in his mind.