@Kurai Assassin
Umm... it wasn't actually a hoax ^^ If you look at the news they are reporting of zombie attacks.
Umm... it wasn't actually a hoax ^^ If you look at the news they are reporting of zombie attacks.
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Well couldn't kill you off too soon.
Oh god. Can't go two pages without a zombie apocalypse. Hank! Get us out of this deathtrap.
I was a bit hesitant to start it off this early, but as Silver was a test subject it was the quickest way I thought I could get her to have free reign.
Baxter then quickly draws his pistol and fires an electro-dart in the back of her helmet and one at the control panels. As the helicopter begins to spiral.
"I lied."
Baxter, bashing into the sides manages to put one of the parachutes that were hanging up and jump out of the side door, almost getting hit by the tail fin. He then began his skydive to get as far way from the facility as possible, only opening his parachute at the last possible moment.
As he crashed to the floor in a roll the onlookers pointed and stared at him as he ran into the crowd of people.
"I lied."
Baxter, bashing into the sides manages to put one of the parachutes that were hanging up and jump out of the side door, almost getting hit by the tail fin. He then began his skydive to get as far way from the facility as possible, only opening his parachute at the last possible moment.
As he crashed to the floor in a roll the onlookers pointed and stared at him as he ran into the crowd of people.
Baxter looked at Katya, slightly embarrassed.
"Here's the thing, I don't exactly know...how..."
"Here's the thing, I don't exactly know...how..."
Most Major Cities With a Cargo Port
Containers all around the world, identical to the ones that Purge use began to hiss open. The sound of ravage moaning and clawing could be heard. In the darkness flashes of red, glowing eyes awoken. Hunched humanoid like figures stumbled out. Their flesh was rotten and hair was falling out. – Ghouls, a fate worse than death and the product of a vampire.
It did not take long before the blood lust kicked in, one victim was all that was needed to start the hellfire.
Soon, within hours, reports of ‘zombie’ invasions began to flood the news channels and internet. Thousands were already being rushed to the hospitals and the attacks were spreading into the more densely populated zones.
Project Freelancer Facility, Mid-Air
Baxter turned to face Katya, rolling his eyes at her.
"Can't you use the door like a civil person?" He asked sarcastically as he was about to draw his weapon, but before he could his alarm went.
"Sir?"
"What is it? I'm in the middle of something."
"We have a Priority: Sigma Event, Sir."
Baxter paused for a moment and opened his holo-pad placed on the palm of his hand. A hologram of new reports around the world citing that there were attacks of unexplainable origin. Baxter then looked back her and placed his gun back in it's holster.
"Stop fucking around and get your ass in here. We both have a problem now."
Containers all around the world, identical to the ones that Purge use began to hiss open. The sound of ravage moaning and clawing could be heard. In the darkness flashes of red, glowing eyes awoken. Hunched humanoid like figures stumbled out. Their flesh was rotten and hair was falling out. – Ghouls, a fate worse than death and the product of a vampire.
It did not take long before the blood lust kicked in, one victim was all that was needed to start the hellfire.
Soon, within hours, reports of ‘zombie’ invasions began to flood the news channels and internet. Thousands were already being rushed to the hospitals and the attacks were spreading into the more densely populated zones.
Project Freelancer Facility, Mid-Air
Baxter turned to face Katya, rolling his eyes at her.
"Can't you use the door like a civil person?" He asked sarcastically as he was about to draw his weapon, but before he could his alarm went.
"Sir?"
"What is it? I'm in the middle of something."
"We have a Priority: Sigma Event, Sir."
Baxter paused for a moment and opened his holo-pad placed on the palm of his hand. A hologram of new reports around the world citing that there were attacks of unexplainable origin. Baxter then looked back her and placed his gun back in it's holster.
"Stop fucking around and get your ass in here. We both have a problem now."
Adam’s Apartment, Kyoto, Japan
Adam awoke in bed, an arm laid gently resting across his chest, motionless. Adam gave a small little smile and slide out without disturbing him and threw a dressing gown over himself. He found it odd how he cared enough not to wake him, but then again he had an urgent matter that he had to attend to and couldn’t deal with his needy attitude he gets into whenever he isn’t centre of attention.
Adam moved towards his desk and picked up his phone that had been ringing on silent.
“O’Neal here…” He announced.
“Sir, all preparations have been made. We have an estimated two hundred and fifty subjects in nearly every major city, all have been starved to the specified time you allocated.” A crude voice spoke. “On top of that we have made all the containers and shipping logs point directly at Purge. As soon as this kicks off, they will certainly been the prime suspects.”
“And what about the Vap-Dog?” Adam asked.
“It has been deployed in Manhattan, ready to hunt and wound as many humans as it wishes.”
“Good, begin the operation at your next convenience.” He finished and hung up the phone, sitting back and chuckling to himself.
Project Freelancer Facility
Baxter noticed that he had someone... flying towards him and switched the helicopter on auto pilot. He then drew his pistols and headed into the centre loading area of the transport awaiting for Katya.
Adam awoke in bed, an arm laid gently resting across his chest, motionless. Adam gave a small little smile and slide out without disturbing him and threw a dressing gown over himself. He found it odd how he cared enough not to wake him, but then again he had an urgent matter that he had to attend to and couldn’t deal with his needy attitude he gets into whenever he isn’t centre of attention.
Adam moved towards his desk and picked up his phone that had been ringing on silent.
“O’Neal here…” He announced.
“Sir, all preparations have been made. We have an estimated two hundred and fifty subjects in nearly every major city, all have been starved to the specified time you allocated.” A crude voice spoke. “On top of that we have made all the containers and shipping logs point directly at Purge. As soon as this kicks off, they will certainly been the prime suspects.”
“And what about the Vap-Dog?” Adam asked.
“It has been deployed in Manhattan, ready to hunt and wound as many humans as it wishes.”
“Good, begin the operation at your next convenience.” He finished and hung up the phone, sitting back and chuckling to himself.
Project Freelancer Facility
Baxter noticed that he had someone... flying towards him and switched the helicopter on auto pilot. He then drew his pistols and headed into the centre loading area of the transport awaiting for Katya.
Baxter ran into what would pass as a troop transport and sealed the door behind him. He then ran into the cockpit and began to spin up the rotors. The alarm began to sound as the hangar bay doors began to open and the elevator began to ascend. Within a minute the rotors had gained enough speed and he began to take off.
@Kurai Assassin
Just so you know, I meant that he plays the song to attempt to block your comms with it.
Just so you know, I meant that he plays the song to attempt to block your comms with it.
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