City of the Lost and Damned(Open/Accepting/Needs Undead)

[SpokenSoftly]

Napier cocked his head, the skin around his missing eye scrunching up. "A'course you are, we've only met what, two dozen times inna past year? M'name's Napier, pleasure again. Y'dead, yeah? Or Dead, as is may be. Ghast, izzit? Or dimbulb Ghoul? Never can tell wiv you."  

[Wire_Colossus]

Ape Climbed down from the light post and said, "Doc, See if you can get her to understand this. If She tries to bite me, I'll do this to her." And then he moved over to a car and managed to pick it up balancing uneasily on his one footless leg. Then he threw the car as hard as he could and returned to standing on his two arms and his one mostly complete leg. "You Bite me, You so much as try, And I'll send you on a flight you'll never forget."  

[Ayame-Yuura]

Keilin Laurent

Keilin grew even more pale than she already was, closing her eyes and slowly dissipating into a cloud of memories from after she got turned. She clasped a hand on her mouth, having remembered some of the things she had done. She opened her eyes again the next minute, seeing a car flying past. "O-O-Okay", she stuttered nervously. She then began laughing softly again the next second as though on the verge of tears, "What does it matter? I'm dead anyway." She began laughing loudly again as she stooped down to pick up her knife.

 

[SpokenSoftly]

Napier shook his head and tapped Keilin on the shoulder, waited for her to look up, and slapped her hard enough across the face to spin her head in a full circle. "Wanna keep your hands offa the crazy-bits, maybe?"  

[Ayame-Yuura]

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Keilin Laurent

Keilin looked up when Napier tapped her and felt the slap right across her face. She spun around slowly for a minute while her head was spinning, raising a finger as though she had an idea before looking back at the two gents and flopping down onto the cold pavement. She held a hand to her eyes and resumed her psychotic laughter.



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[SpokenSoftly]

Napier shook his head and pinched the bridge of his nose, walking past Keilin's prone form and into the grocery store. The corpse of the man she'd stabbed to death was already up and shambling, and Napier casually caved in the zombie's skull as he walked past. He didn't want the shambler to get some of his meal before he was fully done with it.

The other two humans were sleeping - the third had been a lookout, apparently - and he slit their throats quickly with a scalpel before either one could wake up. One of them flopped around for a moment before expiring, but the other - a female, mid-30s - sat up immediately and glared at Napier. "The ******** was that for?"

Napier's eye widened for a moment at the emergence of a new Ghoul before he got his face under control and shrugged. "Welcome to the Dead side, luv. Didn't think ya'd go Ghoul, gotta say. Wanna snack?"

He gestured towards the fresh corpse next to them, and she looked at it for a few moments before shrugging. "Why the ******** not? Always been a bit curious what it tastes like."

Napier nodded absently as he neatly severed an arm with his scalpels, tearing the ligaments as he pulled it away from the rest of the body, and handed it to his new... "daughter," he supposed, would be the best word. "Looks like he ain't got too much fat on 'im, prolly gonna be a pretty good meal. Save me the fingers, yeah?"

He moved towards the other arm and severed the hand at the wrist before biting off one of the fingers, chewing reflectively before crunching the bones. "Minty, innit? Must'a had high blood sugar or sumth'n' like that."

The newly-made female Ghoul had gingerly tried a bit of arm-flesh before digging in with enthusiasm, and had already stripped most of the upper arm down to the bone. "Shee-it, I can see why you people like this stuff. Goes down real smooth-like."

Napier watched as she finished off the arm and tossed him the hand, crunching up the rest of the fingers and part of the delicate bones within the hand as he watched her. "Does that, dunnit? Just don' go for the fat ones, sits on y'stomach like a brick meringue. What's y'name, mm?"

The female Ghoul, already going to work on the other arm, shrugged. "Janay, my friends called me Mama Jay before you killed 'em. Say, you still got Jack out there on watch?"

Napier started to answer, but saw that she really wasn't listening what with her focus on gorging herself on the corpse of her friend. 'Life,' he reflected, 'really is... pretty ********' useless.'

He shook his head and chuckled under his breath as he cut off the feet and walked outside, crunching reflectively on a metatarsal.  

[Shiningdragon21]

The difference between the good guys and the bad guys

While the Ghoul's had made an easy time of escaping the crumbling remain's of the area they were in Beast and Walter had wound up now in the subway area of the building he had crashed into. It was the only way he could think of to have escaped the devastation that had been caused and he still currently lay unconsious the left side of his body trapped under some of the debris that had come down. He had tossed walter to safety before the cave had collapsed down atop them and currently he was several yards away from the man.

Fortunatly aside from a pool of blood around him he was breathing evident as he was on his back facing upwards. His right arm tho was crushed under the rubble. His comm gave off several broken messages from Dead trying to get him to answer his communicator but with the Beast out like a light only walter would be able to answer it if he could hear it.





(I can actually say I am happy to see that even without me posting people are taking this farther ahead ^_^. Maybe I will have 2 successful RP's this time.)

Is whether they use a human shield or make themselves one.

 

[Wire_Colossus]

Walter's chair was still intact, and and still upright. He moved it over to beast and leaned down to pick up the mic. "This Is Karma Calling in. Karma calling in. Beast Played the hero card and got me into a section of subway before he got partially crushed in a collapse. He's Still breathing, But I'm just a junkyard mechanic. I know next to nothing about biology. Somebody answer and get their tail down here Or I'll be looking at one big corpse. Also, If You heard an explosion and saw a building fall, that was our doing. Damn tank exploded." We are directly below that area. I think."  

[Shiningdragon21]

The difference between the good guys and the bad guys

Stopping there movement Dead looked ahead as he listened to the voice chime in on the headsets. It was coming in very broken and difficult to hear. All he could pick out of it was something about Beast and a collapsed tunnel. "Say again on this transmission your signal is weak" Dead said over the intercom as he looked around. "Shadow get eyes down to where Beast's last location was now" the soldier said as he looked around. His voice was not to happy at all as he waited for a message from his eyes in the sky.

Getting the communication Shadow quickly went to work. He had to go to the window on the other side of the building and doing so took some time. The door that he barricaded had to come down and be moved instead now to the stairwell. "Right" he muttered after finishing as he moved his sniper from his shoulder to look thru it but stopped. Even without it he could see the destruction in the distance the smoke still lifting up to the sky from several of the larger fires that had started. "Not good" he muttered positioning the rifle to start looking thru the scope and try and see what he could pick out thru the wreckage.

Is whether they use a human shield or make themselves one.

 

[SpokenSoftly]

Napier had wandered over while Walter was speaking, and his eye was already looking over the devastation that was Beast's former arm. It was obvious to him that there was no saving the arm, and almost equally likely that Beast himself would die before too long. "Bit of a pinch there, innit. Need a hand? Maybe a whole arm, even. 'M sure I've got one around here somewhere."  

[Wire_Colossus]

"We Encountered Some Ghast by the name of Capto and then The tanks on my Tank Blew!" Walter said into the mic. "Repeat. We ran into an ape like guy named Capto. Lots of tattoos. Then fuel Tanks exploded. Beast caught in The collapse!"

Then Walter looked at the Dead and said, "Stay away. If We get the Little Guy out of here alive and safe then you and I can fight."  

[SpokenSoftly]

Napier raised an eyebrow at the useless antagonism, then stepped closer anyway, tilting his head to get a better view of Beast's arm. "I'd give him another fifteen minutes afore he bleeds out, give'r'take. Ain't gonna be able t'fix the arm, either. Give him a good cut 'cross the throat so he goes quick and hope he comes back as a Ghoul, if y'want m'advice."  

[Shiningdragon21]

The difference between the good guys and the bad guys

"God damn it" Dead eye growled as he stood there looking back at the other two they were escorting. Why now Beast. Why the hell hadn't you followed order's and done what I said you ******** idiot. What the hell was he supposed to do about this situation. He had been ordered to evacuate any survivors he had come across but he had known Beast for god only knows how long. Everyone in his team he had known for such a long time now. They had all served with each other thru countless suicide missions and still got out with one another. What the hell should he do damn it. Risk these two to try and go rescue one of his closest friends or just abandoned him to the mission.

Is whether they use a human shield or make themselves one.

 

[Wire_Colossus]

"Hey Dead! You Hearing what's on the Coms?! I saw the whole thing." Ape said as he approached. "Then he spoke into his own com set, which had seen better days but still worked, "Hey Shadow, How'd you like that tap on the barrel I gave you? Don't take it personally, You know I've always hated guns." Then Ape climbed a stree light and hung by one arm from it.


Walter Looked at the Ghoul next to him and said, "I'll make you a deal. You help me get him out alive and to his comrads, and I won't put you in a grave. I've taken out a shambler bare handed. You should be no problem."  

[SpokenSoftly]

Napier looked down at Beast for several long seconds, then back up at Walter. "Yer jokin', right? Y'amputate his arm - only way yer gonna get him outta there, by the by - an' he'll die a'blood loss. How 'bout I give him a nice, quick bite'n'slice an' hope for the best? Better odds than movin' 'im right now."

Napier didn't mention the laughable thread of 'taken out a shambler bare-handed.' Napier, as a Ghoul, was several orders of magnitude stronger than a normal human and had the reflexes to match any acrobat. Zed were easy, Ghouls less so.