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jumpscares2015-07-24 12:03 am
monstermasher) wrote in jumpscares2015-07-24 12:03 am
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it's a very merry christmas
▶ WHO: Everyone!
▶ DATE: 11:11am, Day 6
▶ WARNINGS: FIRE AND DESTRUCTION.
▶ SUMMARY: It's your birthday.
▶ DATE: 11:11am, Day 6
▶ WARNINGS: FIRE AND DESTRUCTION.
▶ SUMMARY: It's your birthday.
WAKE UP, SUNSHINE!
At 11:11am, there will be a single flash of light, bright enough to show up in the sky over all of California. It won't give you any lasting damage, don't worry. It lasts for a second, if that, and is soon gone.
Only to be followed minutes later by a loud crack that shakes everything.
The sound eventually fades away, leaving a large trail of smoke pouring from some kind of accident.
If characters choose to investigate this, they'll find the remains of a high speed train that had mysteriously appeared out of nowhere and had driven directly into a... mountainside. Everything is on fire and nothing is okay—but amazingly, there don't seem to be any people on board. Or, uh, remains of people. Only melting, twisted metal and heat—the train was large, and part of it was driven up the mountain by the sheer force of the hit. It's an immediate danger zone, not something to be trifled with.
Inside the wreckage is a large rate full of walkie talkie type radios. That's it. For a train that was at least three times the height of a normal train, it sure didn't pack much. And once the radios are found, three things will happen.
Now you have radios, and a horde is forming right before your eyes.
At 11:11am, there will be a single flash of light, bright enough to show up in the sky over all of California. It won't give you any lasting damage, don't worry. It lasts for a second, if that, and is soon gone.
Only to be followed minutes later by a loud crack that shakes everything.
The sound eventually fades away, leaving a large trail of smoke pouring from some kind of accident.
If characters choose to investigate this, they'll find the remains of a high speed train that had mysteriously appeared out of nowhere and had driven directly into a... mountainside. Everything is on fire and nothing is okay—but amazingly, there don't seem to be any people on board. Or, uh, remains of people. Only melting, twisted metal and heat—the train was large, and part of it was driven up the mountain by the sheer force of the hit. It's an immediate danger zone, not something to be trifled with.
Inside the wreckage is a large rate full of walkie talkie type radios. That's it. For a train that was at least three times the height of a normal train, it sure didn't pack much. And once the radios are found, three things will happen.
- Zombies will start advancing on the wreckage from all directions. It's not night, so the running screamy zombies aren't around, but oh wow that is a lot of shambling guys...
- A male voice can be heard through a speaker hanging half off of the side of the train. "Hey! Hey, look, I know it's all shitty right now—you need to find the s—and wait—go to V—idiot left it there before h—ied, and I'll—you in a few—" before the interference is just too much to hear.
- A piece of paper is sitting on top of the crate. It gives clear directions to the new radio tower, situated nearby.
Now you have radios, and a horde is forming right before your eyes.
OOC NOTES.
The train crash is located five or so miles from the compound. The radio tower can hold around 30 characters at once if you squish. How you disperse the zombies and get back to the compound (or wherever you're going) is up to you! Please view the OOC Post for potential plans and strategies, if you'd like!
If you're not interested in anything in this log, you can stay behind—the compound and anywhere nearby might be a little safer for awhile, since the zombies are all flocking to one place.
And while you're exploring the crash/landscape/tower, you might find something... here is the new permanent turn in post!
Any attempts to contact the man from the train speaker will be met with... radio silence.
The train crash is located five or so miles from the compound. The radio tower can hold around 30 characters at once if you squish. How you disperse the zombies and get back to the compound (or wherever you're going) is up to you! Please view the OOC Post for potential plans and strategies, if you'd like!
If you're not interested in anything in this log, you can stay behind—the compound and anywhere nearby might be a little safer for awhile, since the zombies are all flocking to one place.
And while you're exploring the crash/landscape/tower, you might find something... here is the new permanent turn in post!
Any attempts to contact the man from the train speaker will be met with... radio silence.
welcome, welcome, welcome
Adorable is the word that comes to mind. His face, the earnest look on his face, the question itself. Adorable. She arranges her mouth into a sweet smile, and holds up the radio in her hand.]
Sure am.
[The strap clacks against the boxy plastic side when she waggles it at him.]
Why?
makes self at home.
I didn't know. It's a good idea, especially since these'll be our only way of keeping in touch over long distances.
[ if they even work. that's all stuff no one's figured out yet, since it isn't like there's instructions lying around. ]
I can help, if you need it.
puts out a bowl of chips
[She blinks, like she's surprised at the offer. Her smile widens a little, pleased.]
That'd be great. Do you have a bag?
[Already she's grabbing for a fifth radio and stuffing it into her bag, quick and business-like and totally competent. But also friendly. One of those adjectives is a lie.]
faceplants into them
[ strapped securely to his back, all the better to evade zombies while wearing, werewolf instincts aside. ]
You can load me up too, after we fill your bag.
[ even if going directly back to the compound wasn't in scott's plans. he wanted to make sure everyone was out before he went back himself. staying on hand as zombie-thrashing muscle seemed like the best choice. ]
no subject
But.
Her smile brightens a little, and she sets down her bag so she can hold out her hands for his instead.]
Let me have it. You stand watch. They'll be here soon, after all this noise. And if you see any coming, we run. Okay?