DAY-z rp part 2

Eliy: words.
Eliy: Hello~
JimStepford: Hey there you two.
Erleiden: Hiii.
Eliy: almost done need to listen to the inkspots and Itunes needs my card info for some
Eliy: strange reason
JimStepford: Inkspots are always a great choice, though they have the same guitar riff at the beginning of every single song, lmao.
Eliy: Yeah it annoys me but thier still good and I can get 50 of thier songs for 8 bucks
JimStepford: Yeah, they were still titans of their era. You can't get much better than World on Fire.
Eliy: Ehh I dunno if thats my favorite from them
JimStepford: It's certainly my favorite, lol.
Eliy: Mines "If I didn't care"
JimStepford: Oh that's a very good one.
JimStepford: Did you hear about that supposed sleeper agent who's trigger was that Ink Spots song "Into Each Life Some Rain Must Fall?"
Eliy: Nuh uh is there an article?
JimStepford: I'll see if I can find it. Bee told me about it.
Eliy: ahh
Eliy: link me if you find it
JimStepford: Will do, looking now.
Eliy: Mani~
Erleiden: Hmm?
Eliy: quite.
Erleiden: I'm waiting for my pizza ;-;
Eliy: did you order enough for the rest of the class?
Erleiden: NO.
Erleiden: ONLY FOR ME.
Eliy: >.>
JimStepford: That's cool. I don't like pizza, lololol.
Eliy: <.<!
Eliy: even if it had fancy baby cow mean on it?
Erleiden: Poor baby cows.
JimStepford: Even if it had fancy baby cow meat on it. Lol. That would ruin my veal. How dare you.
Erleiden: D:
Erleiden: But pizza.
Eliy: just googled veal
JimStepford: I just can't stand it, lol. I'd take a bag of frozen peas over a pizza.
JimStepford: Oh yeah?
Eliy: translation to me
Eliy: Expensive baby cow
Eliy: Pea's over pizza is insane
JimStepford: Yeah, pretty much. It's controversial to eat because most farms who cater to the need abuse the calfs pretty badly. I know the farm my veal comes from though. I can drive up there and see that shit myself. Those little dudes are well taken care of. Granted, you lack the tender nature of the meat due to their ability to walk around but I'll forgo tender meat any day so long as the cow's aren't fucking abused.
Eliy: treat them good so you can eat them good
Eliy: but
Eliy: your still slaying them
JimStepford: Yeah. I mean their lives are short enough, might as well make them comfortable and happy while they're alive.
Eliy: ~(*-*~)
Eliy: (~*-*)~
JimStepford: >.>
JimStepford: <.<
Eliy: alright
Eliy: got my music
Eliy: Mani are you waiting on your food
Erleiden: Yes :c
Eliy: or you'll be able to post.
Eliy: >.>
Erleiden: Don't make shifty eyes at me!
JimStepford: >.>>>>>> -super shifty eye-
Eliy: /me throws her
Erleiden: Owie.
Erleiden: I went to bed happy cause in this rp I don't have to make new outfits, it's just one.
Eliy: what roleplay?
Erleiden: THIS ONE GENIUS.
JimStepford: Wow Noms.
JimStepford: XD
Eliy: I'm not even on this planet
JimStepford: Wow. I just realized something, Nom. XD
Eliy: Mmm?
JimStepford: I've always called you Noms. Always. I know what other names you go by (and even remember you telling me your rl name at one point.) But for some reason now that I'm trying to remember why I called you Noms...I don't remember what your avy name was back then that gained you that name. Lmao. Was it...-shoots in the dark-...Nombie??
Eliy: mhm
Eliy: I still have that account
Eliy: well..
Eliy: its this account
JimStepford: Sweet. My memory isn't total shit after all.
Eliy: but I have my other alts
Eliy: Skooma, Nombie
Eliy: nah you remember more things than me I believe
Eliy: are we startubg for the next day?
JimStepford: I used to have alt accounts but I honestly couldn't even tell you what their names were much less sign into those accounts lol
Eliy: starting*
Erleiden: Startbug sounds cool.
JimStepford: Yeah, I think that would be wise.
Erleiden: Sounds adorable.
Eliy: I'll end you
Erleiden: :3
Eliy: don't think i'm above striking a woman with an object (Possibly another woman)
JimStepford: Yeah but where you gonna find another woman to hit a woman with?
Eliy: my friends list
JimStepford: Oh true.
Eliy: <.<
Eliy: Not even
Eliy: =3=
Erleiden: Wat-evar.
Eliy: Oh before we start I've been meaning to ask you something jim.
Eliy: Jim*
JimStepford: Shoot.
Eliy: Have you heard from Anna?
JimStepford: No. Not in a very, very long time. I think Leigh did some months back if I'm not mistaken, but other then that, not a sign of her.
Eliy: Alright~
Eliy: just wanted to ask.
Eliy: I'll start off :3
JimStepford: I just assumed she moved on from imvu and what not. She used to disappear for long periods of time all of the time, but this is the longest I've gone without hearing from her so I can only assume that she moved on. Hopefully she got her shit together.
JimStepford: ((Okay, tyt.))
Eliy: She wasn't doing well and we were talking about something going on with her but I just wonder if she made it through everything sometimes thats why I ask.
JimStepford: I just remember she was in the hospital for a while, then she got better, but that's the last of my memory.
Eliy: ahh well we can move on from this I'll get on my post now same order as yeasterday I'm guessing since one of us is pizza thristy
Eliy: --------------------
JimStepford: ((Fine with me.))
Erleiden: ((I HAVEN'T EATEN ALL DAY YOU MEANIE!))
Eliy: ((We can go into another pc or public room if y'all want for ooc))
JimStepford: ((Up to y'all.))
Erleiden: ((It doesn't interfere too much, I don't mind either way though.))
Eliy: The following morning was void of all screams of terror there were sounds of breaking glass in the distance every now and then but other than that the town was silent for the most part, the warehouse the group had stayed in wasn't disturbed at all if there was any life in the town people had found thier own shelters or possibly still stayed in thier fortified homes. A very light rain was falling along with a light misty fog rolling over the town seeming to get thicker in certain areas as time went by the sun was hidden by a grey sky and clouds making the gloomy day even worst. In the shack Hunt jumped up picking his hat up as he through his body up out of bed he starts yammering "Need deoderant, toothpaste, toothbrush...soap..lots of soap.." he put his witch hat on his head and walks over to the door kneeling down to unlock himself from his little shack forgetting he was already prepaired he lifted up the metalic door standing outside he looked around he climbed up the ladder on the front of the shack standing on the roof he looked around talking to himself "Oh no...I hope this only effected town...I'll miss so many games... well..maybe they don't matter..possible..well in reality things are more free... I truely have the option to do things the way I want...and climb anything like walls over my character height...." he keeps looking around making sure their safe and no others are trying to make thier way inside once he saw it was clear he climbed down looking for the others passively as he makes his way to his tool shack playing with his keys.
JimStepford: Nancy had awoken, trying to figure out what time it was. If there were windows, they weren't giving much indication as to what time of day she had woken up to. Had she slept all day? Was it early morning? Malvo had stayed awake the entire night, preoccupying himself with his reading and listening to the news via his phone that he'd managed to re-charge once an outlet plug had been found. Looking away from the small bright screen he turned his gaze onto her. "Morning." He stated in a slight grunt. She yawned, "Good morning." If Hunt was in view, she'd turn her bleary eyed stare towards him, scooting closer to Malvo automatically. Whispering to Malvo, she asked, "Why does he wear that hat?" Malvo shrugged, not looking up from his phone, "Maybe it keeps him in closer contact with the mother ship." He joked in salty calm. She didn't get it.
Erleiden: Quiven had been laying on her mattress but she definitely wasn’t sleeping. Periodically throughout the night she’d doze off, startling herself the moment her eyes grew heavy and closed even for a second. She jump up and clutch her shotgun every time it happened. She waited until she heard the others seemed to be awake to try and simulate waking up. Quiven sat up on her spot on the mattress and ran her boney fingers through her auburn head. She nodded in the direction of Nancy and shot a slight glare at Malvo before scooting to the edge of her mattress, stretching her slender legs. Her attention would be turned to the male who picked her up the night before, attempting to listen to what he had been saying.
Eliy: He looked through the shead looking for a shovel once he found one he stuck it in the ground for later "Food run...need to look for research...do I have deduction skills?....I'm sure I can figure this out.." He had a laptop and his phone in a bag in the shack for research once he thought about that it hit him "If they haven't shut down power...we'll be fine for a moment...we need internet...and my phone...well if I pay the bill if this isn't a global problem I'll be fine...theres money to be made around the city...should talk to everyone and see what to do thats what should happen..." He stepped away walking around waving his arms to the 3 he had picked up last night "I have some things to go over with you all!"
JimStepford: Malvo didn't look up yet as Quiven attempted to bullshit them by pretending to just be waking up. He was up the entire night, he saw every single time when she'd snap awake and pull her shotgun. She was a powder-keg and if she didn't start eating and getting rest soon, her mind would degrade and someone like that having a shot-gun in their hands was a very bad idea. Eventually, he was going to take that fucking gun away from her. She'd pulled it on Nancy last night for simply startling her, he could only imagine that in time the more her health degraded and the more paranoid she became, she'd eventually pull the trigger and if she shot Nancy, she'd be replacing that pussy she ruined, whether she liked it or not. If Quiven thought he was a villain now, let her foolish ass do something stupid like hurt Nancy. He would not be forgiving for that. "Sleep well, Quiven?" He asked in that eerie calm voice, lifting his pale unblinking jade eyes up to stare at her. "Should probably eat something, don't you think?" He asked, eyeing her in suspicion. Nancy hugged onto his arm, resting her head on the side of it, yawning. "Do I have to get up right now?" She asked him sleepily. "Yes. You do." He stated firmly to her. Moving his gaze towards Hunt, he stood up, listening to Crazy talk...to himself? He couldn't be sure. "We'll go with you." He stated, sitting down on the edge of the bed to put his boots back on, pick up his satchel, empty it onto the bed, and then put the shot-gun on his back, motioning for Nancy to follow. No way was he leaving her alone with Cukoo bitch.
Erleiden: She glared at Malvo after his inquiry. “Yes.” She replied flatly. She narrowed her gaze at him at the mention of eating. Quiven shook her head and attempted to mask the nausea seeping into her form once again. “I’m not very hungry, it’s fine.” She told Malvo, stone-faced. She was not sure why he was so concerned, ulterior motives, she figured. In her mind he was probably trying to poison her or worse. Though she felt weak and tired she tried to hide it so no one would approach her about it. She already didn’t trust him. She didn’t need to seem more vulnerable than she already did. Her sepia eyes lowered to gaze at her hands. Quiven chewed the inside of her cheek. Listening to the driver’s ramblings. She lifted her frozen stare to him when he mentioned explaining a few things with all of them. “I can come too?” She offered as she slid off her bed with her gun, as usual.
Eliy: "Wait...You can hear me?..." He looked at them puzzled tilting his head scratching the back of it looking down at the floor trying to understand.."I've been talking out loud?....or..." he takes his hat off pulling out a cone of foil throwing it on the floor "YOU DON'T BLOCK THOUGHTS YOU TRANSMIT THEM TO OTHERS!!!" he takes his hat off trying to bring himself to terms fustrated he looks at them "Okay we have a choice to figure out how we opperate, we need a common goal for the time being till one or all of you betray me and use that shovel over there to dig me a grave" he points "If you have it in you to kill me do me that kindness and also cut off my head then scoop out the brain they always take the brain and keep it alive or reactivate it...I don't need to spend my entire life serving in a robot body or in biogel being forced to do scientific experiements on other human beings...Aliens maybe..but humans no...Mermaids I'll gladly experiment on..evil..evil creatures...." he rambled for a moment then snapped out of it.."GOALS!!!" he opened his arms "Okay so aside from all the fear and sadness and gloom we have the chance to start a new way of life here till the government comes and does a neat clean up here...less this is a global thing..then were safe and our new haven is...well..safe?" He laughed poinging at Malvo "this guy gets it...anyways any suggetions I have idea's but I always like hearing others options..even though I don't deal with humans often...interference and involvement in your own paths doesn't work for me it's disturbing..but with this they've been cut your destinies have been shattered..well.."he stopped himself "I wont bore you please give me suggestions."
JimStepford: He didn't pay Quiven any further mind. Of course her stupid ass wasn't going to eat. By the time this night was over, he'd have that fucking gun away from her. She couldn't be trusted with it. Not in this state. She'd get it back once she proved she could deal by eating and actually getting real sleep. For now, though, he paid her no further mind. Putting his jacket on Nancy and zipping it up, he patted the top of her dark ringletted head as she reached up to hold his hand to stay close. Hand holding. This shit again. He sighed and obliged. Then...Crazy began talking. He and Nancy stood there with shared expressions of shock on their faces, still and listening to him go off, throw foil from under his hat, Malvo whispered down to Nancy quickly, "See? Keeping close to the mother-ship, like I said." She nodded slowly, clutching his arm and scooting closer to him. After he stopped speaking, Malvo finally spoke, "...riiiiiiight...okay. Here's what we're going to do." Looking at Quiven, suddenly rethinking how crazy he saw her, "Do you think you can go with him and watch after him? We need supplies, you've got a gun, I've got a gun. We should split up in two groups. Think you can keep him and yourself alive long enough to locate water, batteries, flashlights, canned goods, etc? Nancy and I will see if we can locate any more weaponry, as well as supplies of course. The more we find, the longer we can stay here safely and comfortably." He stated, speaking directly to Quiven. Crazy was...crazy...and Nancy was an adult child. This left, unfortunately, he and Quiven. He wanted to believe he wasn't the only sane person in this group. He really wanted to believe that. For once, he gave Quiven an almost desperate stare, really willing her to say something not fucking crazy and help actually prove that she could get shit done and that she wasn't a wounded animal burden on them.
Erleiden: She slowly licked her lips before she watched the driver pull off his hat and expose his tin foil. Her eyes only widened a bit as she took a few steps back. Her eyebrows furrowing at his requests of how to deal with his body in the event of his death, or murder. It wasn’t clear. She remained silent at the call for suggestions. Quiven’s only suggestion would be for none of them to try and kill her either but that would be too forthright. She stared at Malvo for a moment after his suggestion. Split up? Was it a rouse to come back and kill her later. All of the jokes on the internet spoke about how splitting up was stupid but this wasn’t a movie. Quiven nodded her head at him. “I can do that…” She said to him with a suspicious glare before looking over to the other male. “I’m Quiven, what’s your name?” She asked him carefully.
Eliy: He listened closely listening to Malvo speak trying not to think was a good idea to him for the time being till he could assure himself his thoughts were safe inside his head but something struck him so he decided to speak "Splitting up cuts our defenses in half..I have a shotgun in my truck, her and I have 2 you have one and a female...who..." He looks at her.."Seems..not effective although she may hold some form of inteligence...or maybe can cook? we need a microwave incase she can't we also need to focus on living off the land...incase of emergencies...weapons are good but we should travel together ...safer that way..we have an unknown threat and it's easier to pick us off if we divide, I say we go together into town since it's right outside the warehouses and loot some equipment, food and weapons...I'd drive the truck but we don't know what we're up against...
Eliy: " he turns to the girl who introduced herself and tilted his head looking her over offering his hand snapping his head back in the males direction still offering his hand "Hunt, I prefer H, saves time I believe...Hunt...H...3 extraletters is another second wasted incase we need to relay information quickly or you'll neeed to warn me but anyways....what do you think?" he stared at Malvo awaiting a reply.
JimStepford: Malvo stared at her incredulously. At least she was listening. That was something. Nodding once, shifting a slight glance of disgust at her glare, he turned back to Nancy who smiled brightly to Quiven and waved hello to her, whispering, "Hello! Hi! Quiven! Hi!" Sighing softly, he turned and stared at Crazy waiting to hear his answer on that whole name situation, silently praying that the answer was just a name and not an example of extraterrestrial interogation. Once Crazy began talking...what seemed to be, some sense, he looked down at Nancy wondering if she could, in fact, cook. She looked between them in confusion for a moment then said, "I can try!" Nancy had cooked before, but she was on the spot and didn't want to let anybody down. Shrugging Malvo turned back to Hunt as he asked for his thoughts, "Alright. We wont split up. I still think we'd make better ground that way, but if you really don't feel safe with two shot-guns and need the third, we will join you both." He stated, no argument in his tone. He wanted to get out of this warehouse and try to get supplies. Putting his earbud in one ear, he listened to the news. "If anything changes in media I'll let you all know." He stated, letting Nancy re-grab his hand as they prepared to leave all together.
Erleiden: Quiven blinked slowly at him. She licked her her lower lip before sucking on it while spoke. She gave him a weak shrug and a nod. "Calling each other by the letter of our names could make things a lot faster?" She said uneasily. Not trying to make waves, just in case would have to later on. She lurched forward for a moment and coughed. Only for a moment did she feel faint. When she regained her composure she gripped her gun, glad to hear they weren't splitting up. Her focus was broke by Nancy. She flashed her a forced smile. "Hello Nancy." Quiven waved at her and her smile remained when the girl seemed willing to try a cook for them. "That would be great of you." She chimed in though she already knew she wouldn't be eating. Trying not to waver, she paced a little to prepare herself for walking again. Hopefully she wouldn't faint or anything while they were out. She doubted anyone would try to help anyways.
Eliy: "two shot-guns, and neither of us can use it effectively really, she is near death due to her Anorexia it seems, we may be using her for bait at some point if she doesn't eat something..." He smiles and turns away waving for them to join him. "we've got some building to do so lets not stand around waiting for whatever is out there to find us and do whatever thier doing to people..." as he left he began to tell random the group random facts not really paying attention if they came or not he only expected them to follow he would make a stop at his truck grabbing a duffle back and his shotgun putting the strap over his head and holder so it laid across his body he then went on about mythical creatures and all ideas running through his head on what could be attacking from vampires to the government attacking with aliens his wild theories went on and on till they reached their destination.
JimStepford: The more Nancy thought on it, the more important she felt. "I get to be the cook?" She whispered to Malvo, looking proud of herself. He nodded gently to her but said nothing, listening to them speak for the time being. Nancy puffed up apparently with pride as Quiven spoke to her about how great that would be, her smiling happily. As Hunt spoke of using Quiven as bait, Malvo's entire impression of the crazy individual changed then and there. "Yes. I agree." He stated with a forthright nod of his head, tugging Nancy along to step close to where they were beconned. He listened quietly as Nancy pretended to listen but seemed to have no idea what was going on. They followed after Hunt, listening to him speak, noddign whe necessary. "Alright, let's go." Malvo stated, following (or leading, whichever was necessary to get them out of the warehouse) out.
Erleiden: Quiven listened to Hunter speak. She willed herself to not show her anger but it prove difficult. Why would she eat? Not something they’d give her. Maybe something Nancy gave her, maybe. It wasn’t even surprising that Malvo had agree with the other male. She breathed deep and attempted to calm herself. She narrowed her eyes at them, a scowl coming onto her visage. "Fuck you guys.” She murmured quietly in her rough voice as she cocked her shotgun and walked ahead of the two of them and out of the warehouse. She slowed down a bit from fatigue but she wanted to stay in front of the group.  Her anger somehow making her braver than she usually would be.
Eliy: The group had made it out of the warehouse's noticing the fog had gotten heavier as they moved closer it was off putting to hunter but they continued. once they reached it they stayed in an alley way to make a plan Hunter pulled out his phone mapping out their current location he looked at the local bussinesses, "So we've got...the cafe...so coffee may be in handy and that mircowave may be in there...food is in there to of course...try to find some gas tanks or something...then we have the computer sales and repair store across from there...down the road the gun store..." he looked up and began walking towards the edge there wasn't anything wrong which was strange.."it's downtown I can't see anything from here but...housing is right around the corner from then we have this right here.." He comes back to them hitting the building "there isn't much we can get from this section aside from weapons and electronics with abit of food..always keep an eye out for that gas though we should try to collect 2 tanks atleast for every supply run.." a loud snarl could be heard around from what could be guessed was the street they were going to Hunter's eyes widened turning around putting his phone in his pocket facing the street with his shotgun in his hands now he started to load it."I would suggest you stand infront Malvo, whatever is out there it's not friendly or something you reason with...we also might not want to be loud...we may draw more of whatever is out there.." he was stricken with fear and excitement biting his bottom lip as he held his weapon looking around just incase there was something else near by.
JimStepford: Nancy heard Quiven's upset and heard the joke shared between the two adult men. Breaking away from Malvo, who spun around and tried to snatch her back by his side, she dove away and ran to stand with Quiven. He stared at Quiven, a very dark warning glare that pretty much said 'if you hurt her or let her get hurt, you're dead.' He stood to the side and let the women walk by as he walked behind them, gun in hand. He prefered have Nancy within view. He didn't trust Quiven, much less trust her to protect Nancy. Nancy ignored and reached up to hold Quiven's hand if she let her, smiling softly to her. "How are you feeling today?" Nancy whispered to Quiven with genuine sympathy in her tone. Malvo listened as Hunt spoke, catching Nancy and sending her into the cafe, "Get whatever you can find, coffee, food, light equipment." Nacy nodded, hugged him...for some reason, then ran into the cafe, he stayed outside not far from the other two, just in case something was in there and she needed assistance. Nancy ran through with her satchel, filling it with bags of coffee, a very small one cup coffee pot (it was something, right?) And whatever pastries weren't covered in flies or rock hard. After a moment she eyed the coffee mugs. Did the ware house have mugs? She didn't know. But you couldn't drink hot coffee from a plastic bottle, so she put four colorful mugs into her satchel. A green one for Malvo, because of his eyes, a red one for her, because she liked red, then she thought on Hunt and Quiven. Staring at the colored mugs for a moment she chanced it putting a lavendar colored mug for Quiven, and a gray mug for Hunt all within her satchel. Gray was good like tinfoil, right? She rushed back out to his side. He went through what she picked up, putting some of it in his bag so she wasn't carrying the entire haul. She would get tired fast if he left her to that. Following, he heard the creature, stepping forward with his shot-gun he listened. "It seems to be a few blocks away. Either way, we shouldn't stay here too long. Whatever it is, we know very little. It could already know we're here by smell alone. We should keep moving." He whispered to Hunt.
Erleiden: She jumped up a bit when Nancy took her hand but instead of freaking out she took it and held onto her gun with her other hand. "A lot more spirited than I have been." She murmured in response to Nancy, her eyes going to glance at Malvo who had been glaring at her. The thousands of urges that compelled her mind had to be suppressed, especially the ones involving her gun. He wasn't worth wasting any ammo anyways. Once they reached they reached the foggy, seemingly deserted town she attempted to stay as alert as she could. “I can go look for gas.” She said after seeing Nancy going into the coffee shop to retrieve provisions. She waited around with the others until she returned and flinched at the sound of the creature as well. She had been hyperventilating with fear. As soon as Malvo mentioned that they should keep moving she began to walk, not very fast due to her weakness but anywhere but there would’ve been fine to her.
Eliy: "I wouldn't reccomend retreating, later in the night we wanna be safe things always get weird at night..trust me I spend allot of time outside at night when things are normal and see weird things so when things are strange in the middle of the day....well I don't wanna see what the night holds...least not yet I need some more experience in the field before I make that call but that also applies to this situation we should try to be tatical and take this problem on since it seems like only one 1 to 3 ....well 2 since someone decided to weaken themselves due to what I've assested them to be extremely paranoid and let just say 1.5 since realisticly I'm not that good in a fight to begin with but good with observing...have to be due to the fact that we're always being observed by something.." he walked forward watching for whatever is coming, best bet is to run for the gunstore and find someweapons and silencers for those weapons so we have a better chance of fighting without drawing attention and using ranged base attacks." he began to make his way out the alley holding his gun out infront of him aiming for anything that could be charging at them at any point hs hands were shakey so he may not be a very good shot but he would have to try and chance it. another snarl could be heard coming closer to the area.
JimStepford: Malvo nodded to Quiven but when she did not go to search for gas, he arched a brow but said nothing further. Picking up Nancy and letting her ride on his back, he walked on, looking down each street, into each shop window, through every open door, for any signs of life, movement, or the unknown. They needed to keep on their toes, and with wilting Windy being one of their guns, a crazy man with sporatic moments of clarity, and a woman child riding piggy back, he did not like thier odds. He was just glad to have a gun of his own, the shells...fuck...left on the bed. Immediatley he scrambled to look inside of the bag. Other than the two loaded shells, only three shells remained from when he dumped out what he had. So much for his protection. What a fucking tool, he thought to himself. He said nothing though. If he had to shoot, he'd run back to the vehical with Nancy and call it a day. Hopefully, he wouldn't have to discharge his weapon so soon into the mission. Malvo stared at Hunt as he went on and on, having no idea what he was talking about. "Uh, y-yeah, you just back me up, alright?" He stated, looking to the man and nodding slowly, waiting for some sign that Crazy understood and could do this. Hearing the snarl, he stated softly, "We should get what we need and go. Now." Looking across from him, he pointed to the abandoned gas station, "Let's get what we can from there then haul ass back to the home base. Quiven, you get the..." he stopped and stared at her frail physique, "...you go inside with Nancy. Look in the cash register, if we have to move, money might still be useful. Look under the register for any weapons. Bats, guns, etc. Do NOT let Nancy handle them, you understand? Nancy, you find all of the bottled water you can carry and you both grab whatever canned food stuffs you can find. Anything you can carry, grab it if it's useful." Turning to Hunt, "You and I will take the outside, we'll get the gas, carry as much as we can together. Keep your weapon at the ready, I'll fill the tanks. Understand?" He asked him, waiting for some sign that he did, and if he had a better idea, now was the time.
Erleiden: She held her shotgun out infront of her as she carefully stepped along the sidewalk. Her chestnut hues squinted as she glared at Hunt. And when Malvo addressed her she listened intently, when he paused and glanced her over she blinked slowly. She bit the inside of her cheek, it was clear that she beginning to become irritated. "Fine." She whispered after her told her head to the abandoned store. She rolled her eyes and kept her gun up, nodded her head to Nancy so she'd stay behind her. “Come on.” She ordered the girl and spun around as she walked backwards into the shop then lowered her gun once she was inside. She went to the counter and hopped onto it, sliding behind it so she could open up the register. “Ugh.” She muttered as she saw the minimal bills that had lingered inside along with some coins. She gathered the bills and stuffed them into her jean pockets then did the same with the change. Quiven grumbled to herself angrily, not really sure why she was angry but she was. She crouched down under the counter to search through the drawers, not finding much but junk and handgun bullets with no fucking handgun. She slammed the drawers shut until she felt around underneath the counter. Her hand patted one spot until she finally felt the fire arm. She hissed with victory and put the gun in the back of her jeans along with grabbing the bullets. She jumped over the counter and held her head, feeling dizzy from the exertion. She grabbed her shotgun and stalked around the store until she found the crowbar. “Nancy, wrap it up.” She said softly as she began to speed walk towards the store’s exit.
Eliy: Hunt made his way to the gunstore trying to open the door but it was locked he looked around dropping his bag he quickly pulled out two small tools picking at the lock telling them a story "You know, when my parent's were alive I use to get locked out the house all the time..then my friend Drew...he moved to canada or califorina I can't remember which he showed me how to pick locks around the neighborhood" he  had the lock  trying to push it back but it slipped "oh close.." he continued telling his story as he kept going "anyways so yeah we picked allot of locks and one day I got caught picking the locks of the computer store over there and got a nice little fine..." he pushed the bar back and turned the handle opening the door "All these doors on this block have the same set up I think just keys have different types of molds and stuff but those bars just need to be pushed back at the end of the day and if you do it the right way you can lock it again." he grabbed his bag running inside talking to Malvo "keep an eye open incase we have visitors. We need binoculars, suppressors, ammo of course and rifles help...scoped weapons will give us a chance to see what were up against that way we aren't completely at a loss...and maybe hunt deer from the warehouse the forst is right behind us" the store looking at the weapons he began grabbing whatever he could for ammo and attachments he looked at the back wall grabbing a sniper rifle he placed it on the glass counter looking at his options he put 2 handguns in his bag unsure which was better it as a complete crap shoot he then ran to the back "Ooooo.....this would help allot he tossed somethings in his bag which became full he then came back put the rifle on his back putting the strap over his head and under his arm he looked to Malvo. "I believe we are set with our armory least till I get the truck mounted with some type of machine gun....or something...you know its possible if we try to go to the national gaurd building on the other side of town it could be a possiblity...we may need to start working on getting a bus as well.." he blinked waiting for a response as he sat on the glass poking at the top of the his hat. "I must say we can die at any moment but this is definately more fun thana video game it's realisticly challenging...but we shouldn't be staying in closed spaces."
JimStepford: Nancy looked up to Quiven happily though nervously, not deaf to the sounds of the roars. She stayed close to the girl, but not so close as to trip her up. Immediately she went to work, carrying both of the satchels and dumping water bottles, juice, sodas, energy drinks, and the like into one, and chips, cookies, canned soups, bagged or cupped pastas, pickles, and so on into the other. Sneakily, she sneaked two six packs of tall beers into the satchel too. She knew it wasn't necessary but...it would be nice to feel normal, even if just for a night. She even found a case of muffins that seemed pretty okay so long as they heated it. Filling the bags, she picked up the smallish microwave, able to carry it well enough. "I'll follow you." she grunted to Quiven, wrapping it up like the woman ordered. Seeing Quiven's dizzyness, she whispered, "Are you okay? Do you need to sit down??" Fishing a small wrapped muffin out of her bag, she tried to hand it to Quiven. "No meat...should be okay...hasn't been opened yet either." All Nancy knew about the epidemic and all Malvo had shared with her (since her phone was dead and she'd lost her charger in the movement) was that the sickness came from meat. Muffins didn't have meat in them. "Please Miss Quiven...you need to eat something...I w-wont tell anyone...just please...eat..." she begged, looking up to her with wide eyed worry.//As Hunt walked on to the gunstore, Malvo narrowed his eyes in concern, then shrugged it off. Guns were as important as fuel he guessed. He could probably carry the fuel back by himself if necessary. Immediately he found some canisters out fromt 'for sale' popped them open and began filling them. Hunt would be telling that story to himself it seems. If when he approached Malvo he came back to where Malvo was, he'd nod, looking at the arsenal. "Let's see if the girls can carry any of it as well." He stated, tying the gas cannisters together with his belt and carrying them on one shoulder. Not easy, but he reached with his free hand, ready to carry whatever weaponry Hunt had returned with to help lighten the load on him. Nodding at the bus idea, he said, "That's a good idea actually..." then began scanning the area to see if one might be in sight. "Shit...there's one back in the town you got us from...it's broken down though. If we can find no other, want to go back there and fetch that one? Think you can get it running?" He asked, studying Hunt's face for any answers. He grinned at the video game comment, nodding in agreement, chuckling softly under his breath.
Erleiden: "I'm fine." She insisted. Her hand went to her forehead after she attempted to juggle the items she had just retrieved. Her gaze shifted to Nancy then down to the muffin. Quiven had licked her lips as she stared at it. It seemed harmless enough, and surely Nancy wasn't trying to kill her, right? It was only Malvo who seemed like he wanted her to be a corpse. A lump settled in her throat and she put her things down, only for a moment after all. She took the muffin with both hands and quickly unwrapped it and brought it to her mouth, chewing it like a mad person. Quiven attempted to down the thing as quickly as she could, hoping it would stay down. She breathed hard through her nose while finishing the last bits of the muffin. She balled up the plastic with her hands and looked to Nancy, giving her a nod. "Thank you." She told her, standing there for a moment to see if there would be any residual affects of eating it. A minute was long enough for her to confirm that all was well and she went back to trying to carry her shotgun along with the handgun bullets and the crowbar. "We should probably leave this place soon." Quiven said.
Eliy: Down the street a long bang went off the sound of a shotgun followed by the rattle of a few automatic weapons went off "Yep Yep yep...time to head out definately get the hell out of here..." he was going to run but pivoted his body in the direction towards the sound.."then again...." he stood there for a moment looking in that direction holding his shotgun he started to walk towards the noises again snarls and yells ontop of bullets being fired in the distance in the fog continued for a moment then all was silent"Uhgh can't pass up the chance.." Hunter ran to the alley caring the bag he stashed it in some bushes then ran into the fog by himself vanishing into it yelling to the group! "My stuff's in the bushes incase I die!!!, I'll meet you all back there or near the warehouses!!" he kept moving forward slowing down he could barely see anything he heard some groaning as he got futher away from the group. He got on the sidewalk keeping himself close to the buildings he kept his eyes open for anything or anyone trying to attack he heard a man yell in pain which made him cringe he spotted something eating something else...a person?..."these aren't aliens..are they?" he pulls his phone out slowly getting abit closer he began to film as the screaming man continued to cry out in pain then he pulled out a knife from it's sheeth stabbing the creature in the head the creature seemed to bite into him harder since he screamed out again louder but the creature stopped moving. The man seem to have died right after that with both of them dead Hunt decided to get closer noticing more men died along with another one of the beast around him.
JimStepford: Nancy would take a bite of it to prove to her that it wasn't poisoned if she needed her to, but it did not seem to be necessary as Quiven finally gave in. She stared cautiously, ready to grab a bag if she needed to catch throw up, not that it really mattered if Quiven threw up right then and there on the floor. When the woman seemed okay, she straightened up and smiled, "See? It'll be okay. I promise. I'll help you!" She said happily, smiling to Quiven trustingly, prepared to follow her out through the doors to where the other two were (or would be.) Nodding to her words, she whispered back to her, "I think you're right Miss Quiven. We should go." As Nancy followed Quiven to the doors, something in a back room in the gas station shifted. Nancy stopped right at the door, slowly turning her gaze towards the sound. There it was...something...crouched in the darkness. All Nancy could hear was a very slow and soft growl. "Q-Quiven?" She whispered shakily to the woman, her terrified gaze staring into the dark corner near the family style bathroom in the back, "What...what is th-that?" She rasped out loud, reaching forward to grab Quiven's shirt sleeve. The second she did this, the creature began lunging across the store, tearing through shelves, screaming in high pitch wail, trying to get to the two of them and if they didn't get out of the store and some how keep the thing from crashing through the glass or the doors, it would be right on top of them./Malvo heard the ruccus and watched as Hunt ran off childishly in the direction of the bad sounds. "No but wait..." he whispered, then immediately went and retreived the fucking weaponry the idiot stashed in the bushes. Pulling out a gun, he loaded it, then stuck it back in the bushes for Crazy to find so he wouldn't be unarmed. Fuck this noise, however, he returned quickly to the gas station only to hear the sounds of roaring and out right horror within the little store that the girls were in. Immediately he set down the gas cannisters, pulled up his shot-gun and broke into a sprint to get to the door. WHY COULDN'T THIS GROUP JUST STAY TOGETHER, GET THEIR SHIT, AND GET BACK TO THE GODDAMN WAREHOUSE SAFELY?! WHAT THE FUCK WAS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE?! That was it. He was going to get some supplies, get Nancy, and head the fuck out. Crazy was too crazy, Quiven was too frail, this was not a good situation for either him or Nancy to be in.
JimStepford: o.0))
Erleiden: ((Nooo0ooooooooo.))
HopolisVidri: (( Change the room )
JimStepford: ((Here, I got it.))
JimStepford: ((He can change the rooms back when he gets back on. He told me on skype he crashed.))
Erleiden: ((OOOOH okies.))
Eliy: oh we done did move on up in the world
Eliy: ((wait this is the roleplay -.-))
JimStepford: ((Yes, this is the rp room lol.))
JimStepford: ((Change it back when you're ready.))
Eliy: ((yeah I had to look at the outfits))
JimStepford: ((Lmao))
Eliy: ((UHGH!, SO LOST))
JimStepford: ((How are you lost?))
Erleiden: She nodded her head at Nancy, she seemed worthy of trust. At least more so than the other two jokers they’d shacked up with. She opened up the box of ammo for the hand gun, just to see how much had been inside, not knowing that Nancy was still looking inside the store. She heard her name so she lifted her head then turned it. When asked what it was she turned her body quickly with what she could grab first, which was the crowbar. Quiven shrieked as she swung the crowbar in the creature’s direction, narrowly missing in her frantic sense of panic. The creature’s screams became deafening as if it was competing being louder than her. The beast hand been grasping for the two of them but was being subdued by the crowbar being held to it’s throat and Quiven’s legs propping it above them. “Run!” She yelled at Nancy. She wasn’t strong enough to hold the creature off and she was already faltering. “I said RUN!” Quiven urged Nancy and if she would Quiven would roll over and let go of the crowbar then pull the handgun from the back of her jeans and aim it at the creature, pulling the trigger repeatedly while shouting incoherently. Much to her dismay the gun was empty. “GOD DAMN IT!” She shouted and went to smack the thing in the face with the butt of the gun. That was a bust, she ran as fast as her legs would allow, picking up her shotgun that she knew was already cocked. She spun around because she knew the disgusting thing would be attempting to attack her again, She pulled the trigger, sending it flying.
JimStepford: Nancy began screaming loudly, dropping the microwave and breaking it, entirely by accident. Hearing Quiven's screams for Nancy to run, she stood there in complete panic. She did not want to be a coward and leave Quiven to the jaws of the beast, but she was so afraid. Hearing Quiven's second command, she turned and darted for the door obediently, running into Malvo's arms who held her staring into the store. He could leave Quiven to her fate. He really could. Nancy sobbed uncontrollably and babbled incoherantly but he caught some of her pleas for him to help Quiven. Grunting in annoyance, he lifted his head up in time to hear the shot-gun blast and see it send the creatures body flying backwards. Pulling up his own shot-gun he took aim. It was wounded but not down yet. He didn't want to waste ammo. Was the glass bullet proof? Weren't gas station glass bullet proof anymore? Because of the usual thefts and shit? It was a risk he was willing to take. If Quiven did not make her way for the door, he'd reach in, snatch her up by the back of her shirt and haul her outside with Nancy and himself before slamming the door shut, picking up a metal rod that held chains to rope off areas, he slid it between the door handles. There was no movement inside. "We should go." He said to the two of them, as he picked up the gas cannisters and the weapons, turning his gaze towards where Crazy had run off to, walking brisky and making sure Nancy stayed beside him, looking back every now and then to be sure Quiven was keeping up. Enough was enough. Nancy looked up to him, tears falling down her face as she whispered, "I dropped the microwave." Her lower lip trembled as she stared up to him in upset. He looked down at her quietly before responding, "That's alright. We'll find another one next time."
Erleiden: She had tuned out all of the screaming, just glad that the girl had gotten out of the store before her. Quiven remained frozen in her spot for just a moment, seeing the thing writhe on the floor. She speedily went to pick up the handgun and the box bullets at the very least. She knew it would prove useful later. She stowed away the gun in haste and darted out of the gas station, breathing hard from all that running and not a lot of eating. She watched Malvo seal up the store and instead of being grateful for being alive she wondered if this counted as a favor. She had no desire to own him anything. She walked behind the two of them with her gun held tightly in her hands. “This is America there’s no shortages on microwaves.” She called out with a panic with her gun raised as she strode behind him. She trailed behind them, looking out for whatever might come at them. Still pretty riled up.
JimStepford: They could call it square, Malvo wanted nothing from her so felt she owed him nothing. She'd shot the thing herself and she'd managed to keep Nancy alive, that's all that mattered to him. He'd thank her, but fuck that. He was in too sour of a mood. Nodding in agreement with what she said, he kept the rifle at the ready, unable to move as swiftly due to the heavy cannisters of gas on one shoulder held up by his belt, and the heavy load of weaponry on the other shoulder. "Let's just get back tot he warehouse in one piece. Cray--uhm...Hunt...said he'd meet us back there. I have no fucking idea where he ran off to, and I don't really care right now." He stated, hurrying along with the two women as fast as he could move given the circumstances. If nothing popped up and everything went as planned, they'd make it back to the warehouse but he wasn't stopping there. Ushering the two women in and if they both went in without any issue, he'd hurry in behind them as well. Crazy had the keys, so he simply shut the doors, unable to lock them but it didn't look like those creatures were able to figure out how to open doors anyway and if any humans got in, the shot-gun collection would make quick work of them.