HAVEN. Chapter One: Dead Men Walking. (Started)

[TheGreatCoolEnergy]

Spoiler: platemail

Actually, medeval plate mail was fastenned with Leather straps. As you moved many gaps appearred for a pair of fingers to get a hold of. On top of thsi, it wouldn't be just one pair of hands, it would be like 20, as you would have no chance of out running them, as you would be emcumbered by the mail(as well as your other gear). Any chance of stealth would disappear as all the noise created from simply taking a step would easyily attrack any near by zombies. Visibility would be limited if you took a visor, and dehydration could easyily sneak up on you.

 

[Nukey]

Spoiler: ooc

You know how strong leather is? You really can't tear it with your hands, littlelone cut if quickly with a knife. Not to mention if one went to the lengths of upgrading the leather to something like Kevlar rope or steel wiring, it would be rather hard for a zombie to get in there.

But what do I know? my zombie invasion plan is to get my katana and my friends musket and hide in my basement with the door barricaded.

 

[TheSentinel]

"Seen too many? I've lived too many horror movies. Or did you not read my personnel file, or heard the stories?"

 

[Smagmuck_]

"Quiet, Harrington, let me try the comms." Replied Joseph. The group was getting close to where Captain Wolfe was. At least within twenty meters of his position. Joseph tried the comms.
"Captain Wolfe, this is Second Lieutenant Joseph Galland, we are aproxometly twenty meters south of your said position, lay a NAV marker amd agnolage, sir, over." He dicided to give the comm some time...
"Okay boys we're getting close, rifles up, I don't want to take any chances if we lost the Captain." he said. He looked through the Holographic display on his M4, sweeping the area, for the Captain or what used to be him.

 

[Smagmuck_]

"Captain Wolfe, this is Second Lieutenant Joseph Galland, please respond." Joseph said, it had been over ten minutes scince he last tried. "Captain Wolfe, please respond." No answer. Fuck. He thought. He isn't answering, this shit's going south and fast. I have to keep trying.
"Captain Wolfe, respond immediatly, this is Second Lieutenant Joseph Galland of Task Force eight nine six. Respond now, or I will take command of this task force!" Joseph was getting piss'd, and fast. The Captain would have to answer soon or this whole opperation was FUBAR.

 

[TheGreatCoolEnergy]

Jason calmly cocked his shotgun. There was still no response from the Captain. "Hey Lefttennant" Jason said to him when the look of desperation crossed his face. "You still gonna play up the asshole bravado type if you take command, or will you lighten up?" Jason asked boldly. He was sick of this guy's asshole reutine, and he was not looking forward to serving under him for the remainder of the mission.

 

[Smagmuck_]

"You really want to know why I'm being a dick right now? Joseph replied. He walked right up to him and came within two inches of Jasons face.
"You really want to know?" He continued. "This isn't the first Op into this shit hole. There was one before it, and only one person in this task force who survived. Do you know who it is? Hmm?" He puased long enough for Jason to try to get a word out, he cut him off.
"The only person to come back from that Op alive, was me, and the only reason why I'm being such a dick right now, is becuase on that Op was a kid. No older then nineteen." He continued, but tears swelled in his eyes.
"He had this additude where, as soon as we found the cure, we would all be big heros for saving the entire race, I thought the same way, until one night." He puased to inhale again, this time the tears staining his balaclava.
"That one night we were ambused, by infected, everybody but him and I made it out of that camp. But we still thought we could win. An hour later he was bit. He was bit dammit. That same day, that same hour when he began to turn. The terror in his eyes, the tears in my eyes. Do you know what I had to do?" He puased again, this time Jason had a look of shock in his eyes.
"I had to fucking shoot him, man. That kid was the only family I had left, and I shot him. Do you know what that does to a man? When you have to look your friend in the eye. See the terror in his eye and pull the trigger? Huh, do you?" He finished, his balaclava soaking up the stream of tears pouring from his eyes.
"GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!" Joseph finally said, He took off his reinforced helmet and through it at a window. Breaking it. He tore off his goggles and balaclava, tossed them to the side and sat down. Crying. Tears pouring from his face.
"I tried so hard man, I tried so fucking hard to forget that momment. I tried so fucking hard." He said. "Why?! Why couldn't I have died then, and not having to live through the horror of that day? Why!?" He through his M4 away and put his hands on his face and continued to sob... The group just stood there, watching what seemed like a hardass break down and cry.

 

[TheGreatCoolEnergy]

Spoiler: OOC

Leave it to the younge sarcastic tech guy to crack the hard ass

Jason listenned for a minute to the man sob. All that was said ran through Jason's mind. For what seemed liek an eternity, there was no sounds except the man's cryies. Jason looked down at him. He slowly crouched down and put his hand oh Joseph's shoulder.
"Listen, Joseph" He started
"This plague is bad. We've all lost loved ones to these goddamn zombies" he said as an image of his parents being mauled by zombies flashed into his mind. "We've all suffered. But the important thing to make sure their deaths wern't in vain. Everytime we give up hope, every time we stop the mission, everytime we drop our arms, we betray them. We betray Haven. We betray humanity." Jason said as he picked up Josephs M4. When the soldier looked up, Jason handed him the gun. "We will complete this mission. We will find a cure. We will end this war. For us. For Haven. For all those we have lost, that gave their lives to make this world a better place, like a burning match in the dark. We will finnish this mission. But to do that, we must first try and locate the Captain. So grab that radio and give it another shot. If he doesn't respond, we could do a quick recon of the area to see if we could figure out what happenned to him." Jason stood up and extended his hand to Joseph "But we can't it without you, you crazy hard ass marine" He said with a sligth grin.

 

[Smagmuck_]

"It's Army." He said, wiping the tears from his eyes. "Thanks." Joseph took the M4 from Jason, made sure nothing was wrong with it, satisfied, he tried the comms again.
"Captain Wolfe, this is Second Lieutenant Joseph Galland, please respond." No answer. Joseph tried this three more times but to no avail.
"Fuck it." He said. "We're looking for that ass-hole, and when we find him, there'll be hell to pay." He puased, then added. "Lets move, the sooner we find the Captain the sooner we can save everyone back at HAVEN!" There was a chorus of cheers and grunts and evey body moved as a group to look for Captain Wolfe.

<spoiler=OOC> Nice speech, I was originally going to punch you in the face, but that wouldn't have helped.

 

[TheGreatCoolEnergy]

Spoiler: OOC

Eh, theres always room for a punch in the face in a RP. Guess it will have to weight though.

 

[Smagmuck_]

<spoiler=OOC>

Spoiler: OOC

Eh, theres always room for a punch in the face in a RP. Guess it will have to weight though.

Good point, why don't one of us punch Wolfe when we find him? That should add some drama.

 

[TheGreatCoolEnergy]

Spoiler: OOC

Temptation...

 

[Smagmuck_]

<spoiler=OOC> So, much, temptation...

 

[Rawker]

Gumbo nodded. "Alright, from now on we're gonna be smart. We losin' no more soilders on this mission." Gumbo turned to Joe, now drying his eyes. "All work and no play makes Joe a dull boy."

 

[Smagmuck_]

"Damn straight, Gumbo." replied Joseph. Joseph pulled out his pistol, made sure it wasn't jammed and then pulled out a spare bronze bar and clipped it to the upper center of his vest.
"Come on, we don't have all day." He said, and led the way.

 

[ToxicPiranah]

Mark popped the empty shell fro his grenade launcher nd plugged a frag grenade in the hole. he swapped out the magazine for a fresh one putting the old one in his bag. He would nead to reload the magazines when they stopped for the night. "Luietenant, I'm going to use my SATCom to boost our range, see if we can get a clear connection with the Captain." He pulled out the SATCom and hooked it to his portable radio. "Captain Wolfe, this is Warrant Office Gimbol, were moving towards your location, please respond. I repeat, the group is moving to your location, please respond." He sent in a quick message. He moved the scientist to the middle of the group for the best protection.

 

[TheGreatCoolEnergy]

Jason stood silently. It appearred his speach had gone well, as Joseph had gotten his shit back together. "Alright sir, which direction do you want me to look?" he asked.

 

[Smagmuck_]

"Keep your eye on the left flank, Specialist Harrington, keep your eye on the right flank, Kenji, Gumbo, protect the doctor and the scientist, Warrent Officer Gimbol, stay at the center of the pack and keep trying the Captain, I've got point." He ordered. The Captain still didn't answer. At this point there was a good point he was dead, or worse. Things might start getting a little close. He thought. Might want to get my K-Bar out. He stoped, pulled up his pant leg, revealing the knife holster he had in his boot. He pulled out the knife it contained and held it in his left hand, while the M1911 occupide his other. A slight breeze blew through the disserted streets...

 

[TheGreatCoolEnergy]

Jason looked around. The Zombies could be anywhere. It was like a maze from hell.

 

[Smagmuck_]

<spoiler=OOC> This thread is at it's low point, when in the hell is RareDevil gonna post anything interesting?