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Johnnie keeps away from shadows and doors... especially open ones.

Nice :D

Perception (1d20+8=27)

"It sounds like a few of them are on the other side of the door somewhere, moving around. Snarling and growling, a popping sound like someone ripping the leg off a 150 lb Thanksgiving turkey... and then what's definitely the sound of something heavy being dragged, just on the other side of the door."

Since you laid it that way...

To the 17th Floor.

Johnnie checks Room 1100. He uses the butt of the shotgun to bang on the door, "Anyone inside?!"

Johnnie then points the shotgun forward.

He also moves five paces backward from the door.

No way am I climbing up to the 17th floor. There could be more Zs there.

Johnnie also searches the other units.

Kruelaid, room assignment, please.

"You guys think Anna is still here?"

"Where were you?!"

"Muntikan na kaming mapatay dito!"

In his nervousness, Johnnie reverts to his native language.

"Kristo! Why won't it die?!"

I just had a mental image of Zs biting our legs....

Juan 'Johnnie' Rico wrote:

How long is Johnnie stoned?

You'll be dead sober in a minute.

That's what i am afraid of.

Init (1d20+6=17)

"Avoid any zombie blood getting on you!"

Johnnie hovers away from the Z and looks for his chance to shove the shotgun barrel into the Zs face.

When the opportunity presents itself

Johnnie tries to keep the wall behind him to avoid being caught unawares by anything.

Johnnie points his shotgun at the shadows, hoping to scare any Zs hiding there.

How long is Johnnie stoned?

Yup!

Sorry. Johnnie is still buzzed.

Johnnie observes the others' work then he becomes bored and starts to whistle.

Do we do the "kick in the door" style of play?

On to the Zs....

A smile still plastered on his face, Johnnie points his shotgun at every shadow. He giggles, "He he he," and places finger before his lips for silence. "Shhhh."

"I need something to neutralize the buzz." Johnnie mutters to himself.

Johnnie follows. His senses sharpened or dulled by a good dose of fine smoke, a maniacal grin plastered on his face.

Not having tried it, I would really know the proper physical symptoms of usage.

For Flash

Perception: 1d20=11

Patrick continues to scan the area nervously after Sam's blasting of the door.

"I gotta bad feeling 'bout this."

Anything we could us as a wedge for the door should we need to keep it shut?

Johnnie:

** spoiler omitted **

"Thanks, Dude."

For Kruelaid

Kruelaid wrote:

Juan 'Johnnie' Rico wrote:

He also takes the pot... for medicinal purposes.

Sarge already has it.

That Glaucoma givin' you trouble again Johnnie ;)

Try Dyslexia.

Mostly the lack thereof...

Wow man, that sounds full on. Is it exciting as it looks in Law and Order?

Very. The way we practice law here is very personal, so the relatives of the victims also hates the guts of defense counsel. Plus there is much to be said about the investigative techniques of the police and their adherence to legal procedure.

Juan 'Johnnie' Rico wrote:

For Kruelaid** spoiler omitted **

Yes. It's a really nice field first aid kit. You guess that whoever owned Rae-Anne was a doctor... who liked to smoke a little pot now and then... and listens to techno-metal.

Johnnie lugs the medkit and heads on out his weapon at the ready. He also takes the pot... for medicinal purposes.

He joins the others. "Where to now?"

You guys have been burning the boards. I apologize for not posting as much. A double murder case just landed in my lap and I have been playing detective for the past few days.

For Kruelaid

"Johnnie, the Rae Ann has a med kit if you need anything before we head out. Just basics."

"Got that. Will get it."

<Johnnie looks for the medkit at the Rae Ann.>

Weapon at the ready.

Johnny:** spoiler omitted **

What we don't want to know will probably kill us later.

Will go off line for two hours to report to the office.

No, no, none that I am aware of, the suits are pretty bite resistant, well apart from that last one we met, she was inhumanly strong.. I've been working for 36 hours straight, I've lost count of the bangs and bumps I have got, I don't even remember where I hurt this." He points at the ugly wound, "probably when I fell down the stairs."

Cannibal Fireman will look at the wound him self, praying it doesn't look like teeth marks, where is the ugly wound, should he start panicking?"

"Jesus Christ, I just want to get to my little girl, please don't say I am gonna become one of them." He sounds desperate.

He replaces his face mask after being checked over, "better be safe than sorry, we have no guarantee that it doesn't get spread as an aerosol from all the coughing at the onset."

Finally, I am back on the net.

"Information that I have gathered doesn't seem to point to an airborne pathogen. The likely vector for the infection is through injury by an infected person or ingestion of infected matter."

"The name's Johnnie by the way."

Chambers a shell... bring it on; Will post levelled up stats later.

Johnnie readies his shotgun in preparation for disembarkation. In his mind's eye he imagines that there are Zs waiting for them.

For the record, I saw a woman jump off the 15th floor of the building next door two weeks back and it still gives me goosebumps.

"Christ! No!"

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

Johnnie sends a text message to Mary Anne asking about her situation. He informs her that he is presently on a boat, headed for what appears to be a medical ship.

Johnnie checks his cell if it has a signal.

Johnnie wipes the sweat off his brow and he reloads the ammo on his weapon.

He waves to the people on the other boat.

Happy Halloween everyone.

Jump (1d20+1=15)

"Wait for me!"

Sorry about that. Birthday last week and past couple of days been full of parties and booze. Still nursing a hangover. If you guys are ever in the country, let me know. BTW, I am currently doing some inventory of case files, so please bear with me.

Johnnie says a short prayer, "... Amen."

He then wipes the copious sweat that has broken out of his forehead.

"I hope that's the last I run the 100 meter dash with Zs."

Climb (1d20+1=17)

Quit gloating.

Kruelaid

Can I see what's happening to Sam?

Perception (1d20+7=17)

Johnnie chambers another round and fires.

Atk; Dmg (1d20+3=11, 2d12=12)

Miss!

Perception (1d20+7=14)

Johnnie looks for a viable target. Once he finds one, he fires the rifle, aiming for the head.

Atk; Dmg (1d20+3=20, 2d12=19)

After setting the G3, Johnnie uses the sniper scope of the rifle to locate Dave and the Zs.

"Sam! I need to borrow your rifle!"

Johnnie looks for the sniper rifle Sam left behind.

"Buddy, you have another sniper rifle here?" Johnnie asks of Albert.

"Dave's gonna need all the help he can get."

"Dave, Zs are in your vicinity! Retreat!" Johnnie says through the WT.