Will's SCRP 2

12:00 AM - Warlord Wackeh™: **Your eyes begin to open as you begin to hear a blaring TV in the background, you'd also faintly hear rain and thunder outside your small apartment.
12:01 AM - Nicole Evermore: *I sit up, looking around gently, trying to think my way past a slight hangover.* 'The hell did I do last night...'
12:03 AM - Nicole Evermore: //So... am I in a bed, on a couch... Your story, I'm just flavoring it. xD
12:04 AM - Warlord Wackeh™: **You'd very faintly remember being at a bar with a few of your friends celebrating a birthday, though everything past that would be a blur. You'd feel the leather of the couch in your living room underneath your body as you lie flat on your back looking at a ceiling fan.
12:04 AM - Warlord Wackeh™: // I was thinking about that while typing that up, so I threw it in there. xD
12:05 AM - Nicole Evermore: *I groan, head pounding faintly.* "Damnit Niccy... Why'd you go get so drunk..."
12:08 AM - Warlord Wackeh™: **You'd begin to feel a headache coming about as you let the words slip from your mouth, but now you could very clearly hear the TV as it is on Fox News. You'd catch a few words from the TV as you're thinking about last night, "Lock your doors... Military enforcing curfew in the Boston area today."
12:10 AM - Nicole Evermore: *Sighing I try to sit up, carefully feeling at my head as I do so.* "And what time is it anyway? I hope I'm not late for wor-... Military? The hell..." *I stumble to my feet, blinking tiredly, trying to find my front door.*
12:12 AM - Warlord Wackeh™: **As you stumble around the living room you'd see your computer still turned on, the time reading 11 A.M., but you'd also see that the 'Notes' window is still open.
12:14 AM - Nicole Evermore: *I blink, pausing to start the arduous process of thinking with a hangover.* "Maybe one of the guys drove me home? What do you say, little notepad..." *I slowly lean in towards the screen, squinting at the words.*
12:17 AM - Warlord Wackeh™: ** As you begin to read the words, you'd realize that your friend Jacklyn had typed up the mote, "Hey, I dropped you off at your place, but I'm leaving to go get some food, if I'm not back by 9 A.M., something has happened."
12:19 AM - Nicole Evermore: *I blink again, checking the time, then walking to the phone. Wincing at the loud ass dial tone, I quickly type in Jackie's number.* "C'mon, you melodramatic weirdo... pick up..."
12:21 AM - Warlord Wackeh™: **The phone would be blaring the ring tone into your ear, adding to your headache. The phone would then switch over to Jacklyn's voicemail.
12:21 AM - Nicole Evermore: //You gonna give me a voicemail message, or should I just go?
12:21 AM - Warlord Wackeh™: // Just go. xD
12:24 AM - Nicole Evermore: *Sighing, I speak quickly into the phone.* "Jackie, if slash when you get this message, call my apartment, or my cell if I can track it down. It's 11 in the morning when I'm calling you. The military is telling us to lock our doors, so I can only hope you're safe. Oh, and please tell me I didn't hit on you last night... that would just be too awkward... This is Niccy, buhbai." *Shaking my head, I put down the handset and move to lock the front door.*
12:27 AM - Warlord Wackeh™: **As you move to the front door you'd hear the sound of cars being hit by people, followed up by the sound of their car alarms going off. A few seconds after that you would hear an extremely loud and sharp female scream, but it'd come to a very abrupt end as you here the sound of tables and stuff crashing over into the wall.
12:29 AM - Nicole Evermore: //Do I also have a back door?
12:29 AM - Warlord Wackeh™: // No, just front.
12:29 AM - Nicole Evermore: //Cool
12:30 AM - Nicole Evermore: *I jump slightly, then quickly lock the door and back away from it slowly, glancing around rapidly for my cell phone as I move to the landline.* "Oh god oh god oh god what the hell is happening?!"
12:33 AM - Warlord Wackeh™: **As you move to the landline and pick it up, it would simply make a loud non-stopping beeping noise. Now as you begin saying these words you'd hear a slow growling at your front door, shortly after being followed up by a bang on the door as if someone hit their head on it.
12:34 AM - Nicole Evermore: *I jump, dropping the handset as I frantically look around for anything I can use as a club.* "Um... Wh-who is it?"
12:37 AM - Warlord Wackeh™: **As you speak the groaning would grow louder at the door, the closest thing to use as a blunt weapon would be a small lamp on your desk, but if you were to ho by the couch there'd be a cast iron fire spoke by your red brick fireplace.
12:37 AM - Warlord Wackeh™: // go*
12:39 AM - Nicole Evermore: *I dash over to the fireplace as quickly as I can safely go, snatching up the poker. I pull the cushions off the couch, looking for my cell phone, making as little noise as possible, constantly checking the door.
12:39 AM - Nicole Evermore: *
12:42 AM - Warlord Wackeh™: **The knocking and groaning would soon stop as you hear a familiar voice yell, "Oh dear God! Help!" As well as locating your blue iPhone 5C under the middle seat cushion.
12:44 AM - Nicole Evermore: *I slide my phone into my pocket as I run to the door, unlocking and opening it while holding the poker in a guarding position across my body.* "Jackie!?"
12:47 AM - Warlord Wackeh™: **As the door opens up, you'd quickly see Jacklyn pinned down by an elderly man with pale white hair, and pale skin with small green dots on his skin. His mouth dripping with saliva and blood as his now sharpened to inch towards Jacklyn's face. The elderly man emitting very shrill snarls at Jacklyn.
12:50 AM - Nicole Evermore: *Quickly, I aim the tip of the poker before jamming with all my strength into the old man's neck.* "Get the fuck off of her!"
12:55 AM - Warlord Wackeh™: **A thick brown liquid would squirt from the mam's neck as you stab him, and he'd fall over off her but he'd lay still for a moment registering what had just happened. Jacklyn quickly standing up and limping behind you as the old man stands back up with the brown liquid leaking from his neck. His eyes completely white with small green pupils. His mouth hanging open with the entrails of something hanging from his teeth. He'd let out a loud howl almost as he prepares to pounce on you giving you only moments to react as Jacklyn screams, "Kill him! Hurry!"
12:58 AM - Warlord Wackeh™ is now Online.
12:58 AM - Nicole Evermore: *I swing the poker as hard as I can at the man's head, before stepping back and slamming the door, locking it as quickly as possible before hurriedly getting Jackie to sit down on the couch.* "Oh my god, Jackie! Are you ok?"
1:03 AM - Warlord Wackeh™: **The door is spammed shut and easily locked, but a loud bang is now heard at the door along with groaning. "No.. M-My leg got caught on some twisted up metal from a car and cut it open.. I-It hurts." She'd slowly begin to attempt at pulling away her bloodied left pant's leg. Her dark blue eyes beginning to emit tears as her nose begins to stop up. Her long brown hair going a few inches past her shoulders being in a ponytail pulled over her right shoulder.
1:05 AM - Nicole Evermore: "Ok... Ok... I can at least clean that... Stay here, try not to move the leg. I'll just be in the kitchen." *I dash into the kitchen, rummaging under the sink for a bucket and a cloth. I quickly fill the bucket with hot water from the tap, leaving it to fill while I grab a pair of scissors.*
1:06 AM - Warlord Wackeh™: **As you grab at the scissors you'd hear lots of rapid gunfire and the low hum of a vehicle outside, followed by the sound of men yelling and car alarms going off.
1:09 AM - Nicole Evermore: "Shit shit shit shit..." *I grab the bucket, toss the washclothe in, and carry the bucket and scissors back to the couch, setting the bucket down before kneeling down by Jackie's leg.* "Ok Jackie... this is gonna hurt, but we have to get your leg clear of your pants and the wound cleaned out. Stay strong with me, ok?"
1:12 AM - Warlord Wackeh™: **Jacklyn would look at her with a face of pain and confusion. She nods at you as you speak to hear only beginning to move her left hand to a couch cushion and tightly squeezing it, the leather squeaking a tiny bit. The gunfire out side stops and a short command is heard, "Shoot anyone and everyone outside a room, then proceed to searched locked off rooms for survivors before 'S.E.' takes place!"
1:13 AM - Warlord Wackeh™: // Search*
1:20 AM - Nicole Evermore: *She looks up, thinking quickly. She then whispers.* "Stay perfectly quiet, I'm going to pick you up and take you with me into the bedroom. I don't think they'll let us live otherwise..." *She quietly grunts, picking up Jackie and starting to carry her towards the bedroom.*
1:24 AM - Warlord Wackeh™: **As you carry her she'd let out a sniffle and men's voices would be heard in the hallway, though you'd only be able to hear two through the walls. Jacklyn beginning to let out a low whimper as she's carried. A loud crash following her whimper as the front door is being kicked in. Though you'd remain safely in your bedroom far from the living room.