Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 4
Le Sigh ..
Patrick is deafened by the explosion, jittering on spent adrenaline and experiencing a very vivid PTSD flashback to Al-Anbar Province that is melding current events into a weird mashup where the zombies are all dressed in Keffiyehs and Thawbs to his not-so-sane eyes. He looks around, but looks like he sees nothing.
"Gotta get to the firebase. We need ordinance."
He grips his hand into a weird open fist, bringing to his soot-streaked facce
"Alpha Charlie Nine this is Unit Foxtrot Six. Alpha Charlie Nine do you read, over?"
Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 7
Patrick, distracted by Sam's unwillingness to run and Dave's shouts, misses Mike's bomb setting. He gives up on Sam and runs north just as the bomb explodes. The shockwave triggers his PTSD hardcore. The ringing in his ears becomes a muzzein's wail. The bits of debris pattering around him look trapped in slow motion as he strains to move forward.
"Goodbye sober days." He thinks, giggling inside as all sounds fade into the ringing.
Super bummer indeed =(
Patrick grabs at Sam
"We aint got time to play CSI Sam! Time to get the fnck outta here. I can't chop them all!"
So, just up the stairs is the only way out right? If so, Sarge is going to head up and out.
Patrick heads for the stairs, Charlene at the ready, still caked with Ultra zombie ichor
Patrick stands by Dave and takes in the abhorrent scene. He sees Dave's intent to throw the flash bang and averts his eyes.
"C'mon, let's go! Whatever the fnck those things are, we can't fight them! We gotta keep moving up!"
Patrick Looks for a way to bar the stairway once they enter
K(Tactics): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
Due to work and personal concerns, I don't know how timely my posts will be until the weekend. If needs be, GMPC the sarge as needed.
Crip one long-ass early morning shift and another 21 posts? Kay, not much time, but lets roll
Patrick hears the 'oh fnck' from Dave just as he was going to suggest heading for the roof. He whirls, Charlene ready.
Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 13
Assuming he doesn't need much Perception to see something bad is hauling ass towards them ..
"Ahh sweet Christ, People! up the stairs! Now! "
Patrick remembers the flash grenades =P and hurreidly digs them out.
"We gotta barracade ourselves on the roof. It's the only chokepoint we have, maybe a chopper will rescue us. These grenades might slow the Z's. I'll stay back and toss them."
Your move Dr. K...
Doctor Cherry wrote:
"Hi there. Are you sure it's safe out here? The sounds we've heard son. Oh my God. The sounds we've heard. We've been drinking dextrose and rehydration salts for the last four days. Is it safe?"
Sarge hugs Aunt Terri and nods to the doctor.
"I'm sorry to say it is anything BUT safe. However, if we can get out of here perhaps we can get to a safe place. You two can't stay here forever drinking dextrose."
Someone has a crowbar? Yes?
Patrick backs off and whispers
"I don't really want to, but I have to see what happened to my aunt. We need to crowbar the door as quiet as possible. One person to crowbar, all the rest waiting for whatever pops out, kay?"
With that, I'm off to work. I'll try to follow along on my iBorg
Patrick gestures to the others to be quiet. He points at the door and mimes opening it. He makes sure everyone is prepared, and he tries the knob, balancing Charlene with one hand.
Here we go. If door is unlocked Sarge will open it wide. If not, he will back off after rattling the knob to see if anything slams into the door
Cord Vogel wrote:
Cord looks at Pat, his eyes blazing as he is pumped up on adrenaline. "what the fook are you doing? One bite! One bit of blood in an eye or mouth and you could be one of them!" he shakes as the battle nerves start to fade and the realization of how close some of them came to being bitten sinks in. He shakes his head and then loosens the grip on the axe, "if any of them look like doctors or nurses, check them for pass keys." He starts using the hooked end of the axe to turn over the bodies, grimly expecting a familiar face to be staring back out at him at any moment before he beheads any that are still moving.
Patrick turns, breathing heavy, his sword still raised. His face darkens as Cord berates him.
"Yes, and running from them is so much better of an idea! You think these are the only rots running around? You want to run from one batch and pile into another? Face it, Cord, all it's going to take is one misstep, one hidden Z, and we are infected. Running around this zombie playground willy-nilly like a bunch of scared chickensh!ts will get us killed just as fast as standing up and fighting."
He wipes Charlene on the clothing of the hacked zombies.
"Fnck it. I'm going to go see if my aunt is still alive."
Patrick heads towards the room, Charlene at the ready.
Dave Judd wrote:
Yeah the whole point of my doing this was to kill the Zs QUIETLY. We don't need the entire Z posse downstairs hearing the dinner bell rung.
Patrick plants himself and readies his sword. He yells behind his shoulder.
"There's nowhere to run guys, back me up!"
The snarling zombies turn the corner and Patrick's fevered brain fires up a Rob Zombie remixed song. He mutters under his breath.
"That's it you motherfnckers, come and try for a bite. Better to eat white arsenic than monkeymeat ..."
He swings at the first one, aiming for the neck ..
+5 atk/dam, right? =D
Sword 'headshot': 1d20 + 13 - 4 ⇒ (4) + 13 - 4 = 131d10 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11
Samantha Bastian wrote:
Sam takes the right hand side of the corridor, keeping pace with Dave as they head north. She points at Pat to follow closely behind and for Cord to hang back and protect the rear with Mike, keeping Anna and Wasabi in the centre of the group.
Patrick keeps close, sword at the ready. His chainmail is heavy on his shoulders
Hoping to have a bit of time to update the ol' Sarge. Just finding it is tuff. Friday I should have some time, so I will Pathfinderize and level up.
Sounds like a plan
Patrick unsheathes his greatsword and follows after Sam up the stairway. He pauses to clap Judd on the shoulder softly
"Luck. Don't get foolish, run if you have to." He whispers
Sarge whispers to the others ...
"I've been thinking .."
Read my spoiler
"...so what I think is this. We want to get up into the hospital, but there is likely zombies in the stairwell. We can probably move fairly quiety with the clamor down there, but we need someone to hang back and throw a few flashbangs to cover us. Cord has the silenced weapons, whoever goes on point up the stairwell should take them so if they run into something they can shoot without fear. I have my sword, I can run second. I think Sam should be point. Anyone want to volunteer for rearguard, zombie delayer?"