wanderingwolf

Over the top Zombie RP

@Kuro

"Thanks for sticking your neck out for me," Isaac said, holding the machete aloft and ran his thumb across the blade to see how sharp it was. He'd wielded one before, but had only ever cleared brush with it. The machete felt top heavy, like perhaps it was more of a tourist momento than a broken in bush blade. The edge was decently sharp, though, slicing into his finger nail.

"I think we should try to find him," he motioned toward the roof, "and ask him ourselves. At the very least, it'd provide a good view of the city. Maybe we could see if it's all like this." From that vantage, he'd be able to see the steeple from up there. His church would be engulfed in flames by now, the blaze he'd set himself to stop the escape of zombified congregants. He pushed the memory out of his head, focusing instead on Morgan. On the here and now. Two people had a better chance of surving than one. And if this roof dweller could be a third? Maybe they stood some sort of chance staying safe or getting out.

Father Keller looked around for a stair case, or some sort of indication of which way would lead them up, without going outside.

Firefly - Second 'Verse

@Gunther Just sent you a message in GChat. Could you see it?

Firefly - Second 'Verse

I'd also like to learn. I found a tutorial on this site, but it doesn't quite capture the finesse with which Psy wields the tools!

The JP was truly a pleasure to read. And the mood song is a fantastic idea, imho.

Land of The Giants

Sorry, is the game off? @BenG85

*Falls From Sky* Hello There!

Welcome to RPG!

Firefly - Second 'Verse

Just wanted to let everyone know we've got two JP's in the wings that will be brought to bear in the near future! Things are moving along nicely before Badger's men bring the shipment by the China Doll at nightfall!

Over the top Zombie RP

"Bless you," Isaac coughed, chest heaving. "I'd be dead out there if not for you," his light Haitian accent colored his praise of Morgan. The way she commanded her bat, and the ease with which she barred the way in the wake of their escape caused him to marvel at her in a sideways glance. From head to toe, Morgan appeared to be built for this, from bat to bullet proof vest.

"That man upstairs, he was trying to distract them, yes?" Isaac paused to rotate his shoulder, still sore from dislocating it earlier. "Or... was he aiming for us?" His brow arched as he regarded the woman. If the shrapnel and barrage of marbles pointed to anything concrete on the man's intentions, it was obscured from him at the moment. As it stood, they were safe for the moment. "I'm called Isaac," he added to his slight savior. For now, he'd need to arm himself with something--anything.

Casting around, Isaac opened cabinets and searched behind doors in the immediate room for some sort of blunt or sharp object.

Firefly - Second 'Verse

@Kalleth Looking forward to seeing your CS! Feel free to post here or in PM to Sail and myself.

Land of The Giants

I also vote for now as my experience is similar to Xandrya’s. I am curious tho of other writers were interested/able to write for more than one character.

Over the top Zombie RP

Having distracted the zombies enough to take only one down felt a lot like bad luck. How many Hail Mary's had he prayed in his confession? Hell, when even was his last confession? 'Forgive me Father for I have sinned. I've killed two diseased human monsters and one of them I used hand out soup with on Wednesday nights.' Yeah...

In that moment, before he could face the next lumbering zombie, a woman appeared from a window behind him, clearing out broken glass with her baseball bat. Not only that, but she seemed completely capable, dispatching a crawling biter with a single wicked hit from her bat. When he heard her call, Keller decided her plan was leagues better than facing another two or three zombies in this alley.

Then, as if on queue, the Big Man upstairs needed to keep Isaac in line; inches away from him, some sort of hulking mass of plastic and metal came crashing down, sending pieces flying in all directions. Isaac brought his injured arm up in just enough time to deflect a small amount of debris that came at him. Looking up, he saw a man's head sticking out over the edge of the roof ledge.

Rather than linger on the thought of why someone had tried to kill him, all while he was in the middle of a throng of zombies... The benefit of the doubt would be that maybe he was trying to help? Isaac would go with that for now. After the sound of that huge crash and clatter, he was sure many more hungry mouths would show up in the alley at any moment. Getting to his feet again, Isaac turned toward the woman and made his way in her direction, back through the way she had came.