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Post by Deadeas on Aug 7, 2009 1:10:40 GMT -5
"What the hell are these things? They just keep coming!" Ryan said as he continued to fire into the mob of monsters following the rest of the team. Shot after shot, the hostiles just refused to go down. In a fury, Ryan drew his Tomahawk and began to hack at the nearest hostile. With a single motion, the blade of the Tomahawk cleaved through the neck of the being. As the head spun through the head, Ryan realized the way to take the hostiles down. "Shoot'em in the head!"
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Post by Sniper Fox on Aug 7, 2009 1:23:47 GMT -5
"You got me." Tyrell's heart was beating faster than it ever had. He was plopped hard on the marble floor in the gigantic foyer of the Spencer Estate. He wouldn't have even made it inside alive if it weren't for Simon and Ryan's cover fire. Those monsters outside would have torn him apart. Good thing he ran every night and was in good shape.
Shaking, having a hard time getting up; he looked around the huge room. It was like a palace. Directly in front of him was a large carpeted staircase that lead up to a high balcony. There was a door to his left and two doors on his right. The place was beautifully crafted. It was like a kingdom, just the room they were currently in was bigger than his entire house.
He looked around at his teammates. Their eyes wide, probably just as mesmerised as he was. Even the captain who was usually calm and collective in dangerous situations such as these, seemed amazed at what was in front of him. It seemed odd to Tyrell that the place was so well kept. It was dusty yeah, and had a very strong, musty scent. But other than that everything was in perfect condition.
Back on his two feet and less shaken than he had been, Tyrell checked his piece. He had only fired one round, at the strange attacker in the woods. That left seven left in the clip and four extra clips. Hopefully he wouldn't need to use all of it. He had been too freaked out by the howls and growls outside that he had fled the landing spot without even thinking. At one point he was pretty sure he had stopped to help Stan up though, which was good. He could easily see himself being too scared to even think about other people's safety. He was rather proud of himself.
Everyone seemed to be calming down. "Well, if there is a cult hiding in this place we might never find them." he said. "But then again, we can't leave now so we might as well start looking."
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Post by RivenZero on Aug 7, 2009 1:27:39 GMT -5
"You're worrying about cannibals when there are mutated freaks outside?" I cried, holstering my weapon. I didn't mean to freak out but I couldn't help it.
I was scared. Those people outside were something out of a horror movie.
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Post by Sniper Fox on Aug 7, 2009 1:36:30 GMT -5
"Honestly, I don't know what the fuck that shit was outside. There was definitely something wrong with those animals and the people. But I don't know what to think! I mean shit, all I can picture in my head is zombies, the walking dead. But that shit ain't real. Unless there are cultists out here in the woods, doing some crazy ass voodoo or something." Tyrell shut himself up after that last statement. He felt like he was losing it. They were all too freaked out and it was way too dark out there for them to have actually seen anything. That's all..
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Post by Wesker_fan on Aug 7, 2009 1:53:24 GMT -5
"Whatever the case may be, we're inside and they're outside... At least, I think." Stan told the others. "We need to look around for any clues that there might be. Or we can at least find a way out."
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Post by RivenZero on Aug 7, 2009 1:58:29 GMT -5
I nodded trying my best to keep my shit together. This was no time to freakout. I'm as much of this team as anybody else.
I had little over half a clip left in my gun so I was good for awhile. I was hoping I wouldn't need it.
A shuffling noise made all of us turn to the single door to our left.
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Post by Holla-saurus rex on Aug 7, 2009 2:40:01 GMT -5
"Wow, what a mansion!" Simon said aloud but mostly to himself. The sudden shuffling sound had caught everyone's attention and made them nervous. Simon raised his gun slowly at the door despite the fact that he was only at the entrance of the mansion. "So, who here wants to get the door?" Simon said with a smirk.
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Post by Wesker_fan on Aug 7, 2009 2:41:14 GMT -5
"I'll help you with this." Stan said. He also raised his beretta and slowly stepped toward the door. "Is anyone else coming?"
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Post by Holla-saurus rex on Aug 7, 2009 2:46:41 GMT -5
"I'm coming with you--" Before Simon could finish what he was saying, the shuffling from behind the door became a pounding, but only for a brief moment. Simon kept his gun aimed at the door and his finger loose around the trigger. Simon quickly flattened himself against the wall and held his hand on the doorknob. Looking to Stan, Simon nodded and awaited for Stan's cue.
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Post by RivenZero on Aug 7, 2009 13:34:17 GMT -5
It took everything inside me to muster up the courage to go with Stan and Simon. I had to at least be some help.
"I'll come with you" I said raising my weapon.
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Deadeas
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Post by Deadeas on Aug 7, 2009 21:17:41 GMT -5
"Open and clear." Ryan said as he raised his Colt, moving to the left of the door. With a nod, Tyrell pulled the door open quickly and swept to the right.
"Whatever it was, it's dead now." Tyrell muttered as he replaced his pistol at his side. The body was relatively fresh with very little damage aside from a large gash along the back. The uniform it was wearing was black with various patches along the arms. At his side, laid a H&K UMP 45. After examining it, Ryan found that the magazine was half-empty.
"Now what are we dealing with? Special forces?"
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Post by Wesker_fan on Aug 7, 2009 21:39:34 GMT -5
Stan eyed the body on the floor. "Poor guy. Looks like one got him from behind." He thought for a second, and then said, "So I guess we're not much safer in this house." He stepped in through the open door, and examined the room. There was a long table that had a lot of expensive looking dishes on it.
"It's a dining room." He observed. He continued to walk into it. Then something on the floor caught his eye. He looked down at the grown and saw a crimson puddle on the ground next to a fire place.
"Hey Ryan, there's a puddle of blood over here." Stan reported.
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Post by Sniper Fox on Aug 8, 2009 2:03:27 GMT -5
Tyrell ran over to the fireplace when Stan had said that he found blood. He hadn't been lying. There was a small puddle right below from where he was standing. It looked fresh. First a dead body of what appeared to be some sort of special forces or SWAT team member and now this. Tyrell unstrapped his weapon once more. Looking at Stan and Ryan as they examined the spot on the floor. Then he turned his head towards the door on his right.
He observed his teammates once more "So, who wants to do the honours?" he asked, standing a couple feet away, his gun trained directly on the door.
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Post by Deadeas on Aug 8, 2009 2:29:29 GMT -5
"I'll go in." Ryan said as he sat the UMP down on the table. After drawing his gun, he moved to the right of the door, then opened it quickly and moved in.
The room was a small hallway, no wider than two men standing side by side. Other than a few doors, the only other area connected to the hall was a small sitting area. Although he entered quietly, he could already hear the sound of shuffling and moaning from the small room ahead. With his pistol ready, he approached the room. As he entered, the monsters took notice of him immediately. Taking aim at the closest one, he fired. The bullet went clean through its skull, ricocheting off a brass light fixture as it exited. As the other monster approached him, he holstered his pistol and drew his tomahawk. With a swift chop, the head of the other monster fell to the ground with a thud.
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Post by Holla-saurus rex on Aug 9, 2009 0:06:47 GMT -5
Simon watched in excitement as Ryan quickly disposed the two monsters before him. Not too long after Simon walked past to investigate the desecrated bodies did another shuffle come from the area, but it was behind them. Simon quickly aimed his pistol to the nearest person who just so happened to be Helena. Helena stumbled over the body that had been shot in the head by Ryan.
"Watch it lady, you just might get a bullet in the head." Simon said as he grinned.
Simon then thought to himself, 'I wonder, if I think to myself in the third person, but talk about it in the first person, does that mean I'm talking in the fourth person?. . . Is there even a fourth person? Well, there's a fifth person right now cause there's five of us. . . Wait a minute' and Simon continued to think to himself.
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