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Fearful is Level 5
Player name: Tyranius
Booker stows his firearm, reaches down for a potion and rushes over to Doc side. He slides on the floor and pours the contents down her throat. "Stay with us Doc!"
Booker drops his scattergun and draws piercing wind, quickly loading a charge into it. "Drop it quick and help Doc!" Booker motions to a healing potion at his side.
Player Status: HP 17/38 AC 20 Rounds 20/20 Hero Point 1/3
"Oh yea, Booker looks down, ready to grab the gun."
Booker continues to miss badly as his scattershot is just too far away.
Player Status: HP 17/38
Booker begins blasting scattershot right into the middle of the undead's backside.
Player Status: HP 17/38 AC 20 Rounds 20/20 Hero Point 1/3
Booker moves around the room and fires upon the zombie at point blank range as he scorches his own hands to trya nd quickly take it down.
Player Status: HP 28/38
Booker slams into the zombie as he rushes past, firing on the larger zombie just behind it. + free reload
Player Status: HP 29/38 AC 20 Rounds 20/20 Hero Point 1/3
Booker rushes the zombie on Doc and shoves it out of the way as he fires upon the zombie to the west. BLAM!" + free reload
Player Status: HP 38/38
Booker moves in towards the side of the room as he unleashes his scattergun on the zombies chest.
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Player Status: HP 38/38
Booker skids to a halt as they run into more zombies. "This isn't good. They are at our front and backside now." He whispers to the group.
Booker nods as he grabs the pistol. "Looks as clear as it is going to get. I'll try and make it across and keep the door clear for you."
Booker leaps across the gap as he tumbles through the open window. Heading downstairs. "I'll keep watch for a chance to get across while you guys look around."
Booker jams as many rounds in his pockets as he can. "Any ideas on how we can make it through that mess to the theatre? We will need quite a distraction to draw the ones in the street away from us."
It takes Booker longer than usual as his nerves are shot and his hands are sweaty.
Booker straps his scattergun across his back, grabbing ahold of the clothesline he gives it a few tugs to make sure it is going to hold all of his weight. Leaning back he wraps his legs around it and slowly shimmys across to the open window. "Thanks for getting the window!"
Booker raises his bloody arm up. "I could use a few bandages if you have some left." Soot, dirt, and powder burns line his fingers.
Booker has bits of blood and gore covering all over him. "Same here Doc. Sorry about the powder burns everyone. Tight quarters and we were about to be eating." He says heading up to the second floor. Player Status: HP 21/38
Bringing his gun up, Booker rests it against the zombie's chin and pulls the trigger. BLAM!
He swings the butt around and shoves it into the undead's chest to release it from him as he puts a new packet of powder into the chamber and shoots the second zombie. + free reload
Player Status: HP 21/38 AC 20 Rounds 18/20 Hero Point 1/3
Leaning across the table Booker takes aim. "Duck ZakZak!" He sets off another cannon blast which makes his ears start ringing.
Taking the butt of his rifle he smashes it into the zombie's forehead near him.
+ free reload
Player Status: HP 31/38
Grabbing his dwarven scattergun Booker cocks the lever back and lets loose a large blast of blackened pellets into the crowd.
Having fired into the zombies he tries to clear a path as he reloads. + free reload
Player Status: HP 31/38 AC 20 Rounds 19/20 Hero Point 1/3
Booker struggles to get free from the undead as he shoves it away.
Getting a free hand he moves to grab ahold of his weapon. "If I make a path can you get that door shut?" Booker looks to the bartender.
Though and extraordinarily large man Booker gives a sympathetic look. "We can't just go hurting people to hurt them. They have to deserve it Doc." He shoves his plate aside. "That's the whole reason I ran away from the pirating life when I could." |