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Post by Bodvarsson on Jul 29, 2016 11:29:15 GMT
"Don't take it personally, your just too white to pull it off"
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Post by Zack on Jul 29, 2016 13:49:08 GMT
"You are probably right, I would at least need a tracksuit and a backwards cap, kids still do that right?" I enquire light-heartedly.
"Buckle up if you are ramming the gate."
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Post by Bodvarsson on Jul 29, 2016 14:13:46 GMT
Issac moves to the front seat, puts on his seatbelt and relaxes his body in order to flop on impact so as to reduce likelihood of injury. He then manouvers into a position where he has a little run up of 20 meters and slams on the accelerator ready to swing the can onto the road once through the fence
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Post by DM on Jul 30, 2016 8:58:42 GMT
With Isaac in the drivers seat, he pulls the van out of the parking space and drives round the small car park to position the van with a small run up to the wire fence.
Slamming on the accelerator the van lurches forward and smashes through the wire fences easily, Isaac spins the steering wheel to avoid hitting a building on the outside, in doing so as it bouncea down the curb the van wobbles and tilts then unable to correct the tilt the van tips over completely, the side slamming into the floor, shaking the pair of you, smacking your head against the the door pillar, the windows shatter showering you in glass.
(34 points of Overflow damage each, halved to 17 due to wearing seatbelts and relaxing)
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Post by Bodvarsson on Jul 30, 2016 12:28:48 GMT
Issac screams in a high pitched, terrifying whine as the van appears to be smashing up around him in slow motion. After the dust settles and his ears stop ringing He breaths deeply and then begins to try and wriggle out of one of the broken windows, pulling Zack out it it appears feasible. "Shall we try that again with another car? the clutch was sticky in that one"
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Post by Zack on Aug 3, 2016 15:21:30 GMT
Vitality: 1/13
Wounds: 14/14
AC: 12
DR: 5
Zack lets out a "Wooooooyeah!" as the van careens though the gate easily but it devolves to a low "Gruuuuuuuuuuhg" as it skids, topples and thumps onto its side.
Coughing Zack accepts the aid in getting free of the wreckage.
"No... not unless our lives depended on it." He answers Isaac gruffly. "We will find a motorcycle and you can ride behind me, I am at least confident in my safety if I command it..." He looks Isaac up and down, dusting himself off. "We are very lucky not to be dead, seat-belt plus armour equals win." He rubs his head and looks about him for any observers.
"Despite the fact it seems there was no alarm on the van... or that the impact just shook free the battery... either or, that was fucking loud... if we were to be suddenly assailed this would probably be THE time for that to happen... scarper?"
(If Isaac takes to heel and runs, Zack matches pace with him)
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Post by DM on Aug 3, 2016 22:12:19 GMT
Surprisingly no one seems to have heard the crash, or at least no one comes to investigate. The whole area seems to be deserted, something very unusual for this time of day.
As Isaac is assisting Zack out of the van wreck, he notices the slow pooling of fluids; presumably fuel, oil and water.
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Post by Bodvarsson on Aug 5, 2016 9:00:53 GMT
Vitality 0
Wounds 14/14
AC 14
DR 5
"This vans gonna blow! If we haven't caught some attention we will do soon. RUN!" Issac runs full pelt down the street.
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Post by Zack on Aug 10, 2016 8:25:49 GMT
Zack reacts to Isaac's movement instinctively, twitching into a sprint.
"Really!? I thought that only happened in movies!?"
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Post by DM on Aug 10, 2016 21:11:36 GMT
The pair leg it down the street, loking back you can see the van has not exploded but the pool of fluids is slowly spreading towards the drains at the side of the road.
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Post by Bodvarsson on Aug 10, 2016 21:53:37 GMT
Panting Issac stops. "False alarm... we need to get our shit together man." he stands and looks around (-1, -1) listening for any signs of life. He then puts his hands high in the air towards the dome above and screams "What the fuck is going on?"
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Post by Zack on Aug 10, 2016 22:05:17 GMT
Zack skids to a halt beside Isaac.
"Damn man, you ain't kidding, yesterday night was all 'Oh noes' and 'lol apocalypse'.... Now gone all a little bit twilight zone... Getting a bit freaky if I'm quite honest."
He looks about carefully, eying up ever shadow, every brick and even looks up at the looming megawalls.
"Do... Do you think maybe whatever happened at the core spread out in the night?"
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Post by DM on Aug 11, 2016 0:13:03 GMT
As you look around you see nothing out of the ordinary, the city seems a bit quieter than usual and there is no traffic or civilians.
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Post by Bodvarsson on Aug 11, 2016 11:35:29 GMT
Issac drops his arms and takes a few moments to calm down and process what Zack has said "Maybe.. I dread to think what would happen if some of these experiments got out though. I think... well I hope.. the soldiers have evacuated the area. Everyone's probably holed up nice and cosy in a nuclear bunker while we are wandering around out here. Get out your phone and try to ring someone, we should also probably try and get to a computer to see if there has been any messages sent out."
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Post by Zack on Aug 11, 2016 15:12:06 GMT
"Alright... That seems sensible... Let's keep walking and look for a motorbike, watch my back while I make a call."
Zack fishes out his phone and mulls over it slowly, thumbing through the numbers, settling after a minute on his A.N.G.E.L. contact.
'Hope he doesn't mind the call on an open line...' He thinks carefully, pressing the call button and holding the phone to his ear.
(If he doesn't answer he tries, in order: His Boss, Personal Trainer, his Gym buddies, his Land Lady and his favourite Pizza place, till one picks up)
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