1. martix_agent (MA) martix_agent
Everyone can feel it. It's in the ship itself, the zombies are getting restless, hungry perhaps. MA is searching through the exercise rooms looking for some action worthy of his double barrels. Something flashes past his vision. MA pivots but it's already gone. Looking around, this room does seem a little odd. Many of the exercise rooms are catering to a specific sport but this one, while large just seems to have, streets. Movement! MA tucks in behind a building but catches the site of a bike tire flashing past. He pops out and throws a string of paint but nothing is there. “You'll have to be faster than that" comes the reply. MA catches site of the bicyclist and his blood begins to boil. It's Greg LeMond, the winner of the 1986 tour de France. MA has held a lifelong grudge against Greg because he believes that his childhood hero, Bernard Hinault who came in second place in the 1986 tour de France was cheated out of winning by Greg. MA shoots left, then right. Has to reload. He figures leading this target will be tough so he works out the math. The math is that he has two barrels and one target so MA starts spraying. Left, right, center, up, down. The shops, street signs, traffic lights mannequins acting as cheering fans, rocks in the ground, croissants, everything gets paint. MA hears a clatter just as his hopper runs dry. He walks over, sure enough there is Greg, 3 paintballs on his chest. Finally, MA can sleep easier.
1. martix_agent ma-deuce-a (escape at 200), (700) BR ( 3) start
AFF -100 roll 8 stalemate
AFF -100 roll 5, +0 (500)
End of day 6
Choice for day 7:
2. Cdn_Cuda (CC) Cdn_Cuda
6. XEMON (XM) XEMON
Still thinking about the fun of a paintball chain gun as he left the area, CC couldn’t help but chuckle at the foolishness of the tech. Not paying enough attention, he stepped on small grey round cylinder and just about bailed. Catching hit balance, he looked at that he stepped on, a sharpie! Hmm, he thought, let’s see if it still works! And sure enough it did! Given the gravity of the current situation, CC suddenly had an idea and ran back to the room he was previously in, looking for poor frozen tech with the chain gun. Wonder if the chain gun works? CC thought about giving it a try, but there was simply too much paint all over it. Not worth the risk. Looking back at the tech, CC got an idea. He pulled out his trusty Sharpie and proceeded to draw a penis on the frozen tech’s face. Amused by this, CC decides he needs another victim to draw on, and starts to hunt down his next victim.
XMs marker fires into action, chattering and banging away, XM realizes that his hopper is already full though. The lid pops open and out spills 100 rounds. XM jumps out of the way to make sure a stray doesn't pop on his foot. Nothing to do about it, he moves on.
Both CC and XM find their way into a storage room. It's seemingly a junk drawer for the ship. Jack stands, sewing machines, desks. XM looks around, maybe there's some tools here he can bring with? He doesn't see anything useful. CC is doing the same, a bbq? No a camera, but nothing to transmit to isn't really going to help. A walkie talkie? “That's familiar" CC thinks as he picks it up out of curiosity. As he removes it from the shelf he can see a few shelves over and spots XM about 4 rows over. XM also sees the movement. Both start moving, throwing paint between the rows when there's a hole. XM throws a string, CC taunts “always wasting resources, typical American". XM moves, CC throws a string, XM taunts him back, “I know that's just jealousy I hear, I get to play paintball in March, how's that home field looking?" CC sprints to the end of a row. Throws a string, sprints to the other end. XM knows he is close. XM throws some paint through a hole in the shelf and hears CC just on the other side! “Your sense of direction is as good as Apple maps!" XM thinks for a second. There's something off about how CC is taunting him. Making up his mind he sprints around the corner towards were he heard CC. XM stops and pivots, turning around he pops out looking down the aisle he was just on. Sure enough, there's CC sprinting down the aisle thinking he will come up behind XM. Instead CC is met with a barrel staring him down.
CC feels the sting of the impact on his chest. CC is wondering why his plan didn't work. XM reaches up and grabs the walkie talkie CC had put on the shelf. “I know Canada invented these, but I played all kinds of pranks with them as a kid" XM sees something poking out of CCs pocket. Grabbing the sharpie he decides a little graffiti is in order. Reaches down and writes " USA! USA!” Across CCs forehead. Looks at his art, then decides it needs one more thing and draws a large penis so the USA is on the shaft. Pocketing the sharpie he moves on.
2. Cdn_Cuda 98c BR( 7) (800) start
AFF -100 roll 8 stalemate
AFF -100 roll 10 out
Fair thee well fine sailor, you have gone out on patrol
6. XEMON DP9000,BR( 4) (1000) make paint +100 roll 5 continue
start
AFF -100 roll 6, +0 (900)
End of day 6
Choice for day 7:
7. Jonnydread (JD)@Jonnydread
“JD is a shadow…JD is shady…JD is a sad sack” JD continues to morph his personal mantra like the strangest single player game of telephone. Down a long hallway he sees a single door. There's writing above it but it's in a language he has never seen before. Strange but no more strange than JD the sad path! He goes in and finds, a bar? Maybe. Doesn't look quite right though. Dirt street outside and some noise. JD the psychopath decides that there's enough sneaking around, he sprints out into the street phantom at the ready and finds….a legion of empirial storm troopers. Now the bar and strange writing makes sense. It's a reenactment event! CRAP! THEY ARE SHOOTING! JD the sightless can't believe he didn't see that one coming but having just barely made it to cover a thought occurs to him, they didn't hit him. They must be standing 30 wide. It's the craziest gauntlet he has ever run but, nothing. JD the witless starts to laugh, holds his breath and steps back around the corner. Paint is flying everywhere, everywhere except where JD is. His smile is larger than the jokers as he walks straight towards the storm troopers. His laugh historical as he begins to walk into their formation. The storm troopers just keep shooting, every missed shot having the real chance is impacting another storm trooper. Soon their numbers begin to dwindle. JD feels a few paintballs glance off of his shoulder or hip. “Must be the elite troopers" he thinks as he positions himself in between the two remaining soldiers. One fires, missing JD and taking out the other. JD spins, bends over and fires his phantom between his legs while his head is upside down. Dome shot dead center on the storm troopers head. He collapses and adrenalin still pumping JD heads out leaving the 20 or so pods he found along the way behind
7. Jonnydread phantom BR ( 4) (1000) start
AFF sneak -0 roll 2, +200 (1000)
End of day 6
Choice for day 7:
8. The Hobbit (TH) The Hobbit
TH is striking out. Every room he goes in there is just junk. No pods in the comic book room, even underneath the Superman #1!. The jewelry vault? No pods even in the diamond encrusted necklaces! The server vault? Not anything under the pile of windows and Apple stock certificates! He is about ready to give up, walking down a hall he just about has a heart attack, has to dance around, a spin, push off the wall and then matrix style flip over all the paintballs that are on the ground. He just about stepped and fell right on them. Was this a trap? TH checks around the nearby corners, nothing. Well let's not let these go to waste, TH carefully gathers up all the paint and throws it in an empty pod.
8. The Hobbit ion,BR (5) (800) start
Search roll 6, +100, (900)
End of day 6
Choice for day 7:
10. Jimmydee (JD) Jimmydee
12. redsquirrel (RS) redsquirrel
JDs stomach full of sushi is weighing him down. Still though, it's a better problem than an empty stomach. Forge on he must. RS is tied of all these zombies, he is working his way around the ship, looking for anything that might point him in the direction of the last escape pod. When he rounds a corner he catches site of someone rounding the next corner. It's JD! RS figures he might as well make the competition for the last escape pod a little closer. He rounds the corner and starts firing. RS is able to jump in through a door before the paint arrives though. RS pokes back out and throws a few shots back at JD. JD unloads his hopper at the doorway. RS realizes the room he is in has multiple doors. While JD reloads RS sprints to the other side of the room, out the door and circles the hallway ending up behind JD. As he comes out the door JD is just tucking the pod away and sees RS come out the door. He dives around the corner and knowing RS is coming for him gets up and starts running for the same for RS originally went in. Damn you delicious sushi! JD thinks as he feels himself running slower than normal. RS is just rounding the corner, JD has a hand on the door frame. JD feels the impact of the paint on his ankle just as he is crossing into the door. Sushi, while Delicious ended up not helping him in the long run. RS plucks a pod off of JD to refill his pod pack and move on.
10. Jimmydee 98c, BR (3 ) (600) start
AFF -100 roll 10 out
Fair thee well fine sailor, you have gone out on patrol
12. redsquirrel phantom BR (8 ) (1000) start
AFF sneak -0 roll 6, DFF
DFF -100 roll 1, +200 (1000)
End of day 6
Choice for day 7:
13. morpheus (MP) morpheus
MP is running through the hallways. Not sure how he got here or really where he is going. He rounds a corner and smashes straight into a zombie! No! The zombie grabs him and sinks it's teeth right into his neck. MP pushes the zombie away and as he falls backwards, he startles awake. The jerk of waking up makes MP pull the trigger of his T15. The shot hits the door in front of him with a resounding clang. The bean bag bungalow was maybe too good of a place to rest. Suddenly the door flies open, it's the same zombie from MPs dream! MP has his T15 up and firing. He is not taking any chances this time. Blasting the door, the frame and most of all, the zombie he unloads the t15. Satisfied the zombie is not coming back he rolls out over with his foot. Hey, score! There's even a mag of FSR! MP gathers it up and moves on.
13. morpheus T15. BR(3 ) (500) Start
DP1 -100 roll 2 +100 (500)
End of day 6
Choice for day 7:
18. BrickHaus (BH) BrickHaus
Sipping a mojito on the beach deck is a nice mini vacation for BH. He starts to wonder if he can just eliminate all the zombies, and everyone else if he can just sail the ship himself and go, wherever he wants. There's a lot of risk with that plan but it has a pretty high reward as well. BH thinks about it some more sips how mojito and…realizes he needs another. Getting up is a lot of effort but he somehow manages it. He makes his way over to the bar, reaches over for another glass and, ZOMBIE BARTENDER! he must have been asleep under the bar when BH first came over. BH reaches down, his ion! No! It's over on the seat. BH sprints, diving he grabs the ion in mid air, turning around the zombie is right behind him. BH starts shooting and doesn't stop until his hopper is empty. The bartender collapses in front of him. BH breaths hard and keys how heart rate come down. Damnit, no more mojitos! It's time to get done work done!
18. BrickHaus ion, BR(4 ) (1000) start
AFF -100, roll 7, +0 (900)
End of day 6
Choice for day 7:
19. SETHZILLA (SZ) SETHZILLA!
SZ is looking for trouble and boy did he find it. There's a voodoo doughnut shop on the ship and they must have just had a run of doughnuts just before the current emergency. After finishing off a dirt doughnut, a grape ape and a captain my captain SZ heads back for more. He reaches for a maple bar but then sees an even better prize. What makes all food better? That's right, bacon. The maple Bacon bar is the real prize. SZ reaches around the counter and as his finger close on the doughnut, so do a set of zombie teeth on his hand. The doughnut shop cashier was still under the counter. As SZ feels the virus taking over his last action is to take a bite of that delicious maple bacon. It's good, but he is now even hungrier for something else…
19. SETHZILLA! Etha .50 (1200) start
AFF -100 roll 10 out
Fair thee well fine sailor, you have gone out on patrol
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Everyone can feel it. It's in the ship itself, the zombies are getting restless, hungry perhaps. MA is searching through the exercise rooms looking for some action worthy of his double barrels. Something flashes past his vision. MA pivots but it's already gone. Looking around, this room does seem a little odd. Many of the exercise rooms are catering to a specific sport but this one, while large just seems to have, streets. Movement! MA tucks in behind a building but catches the site of a bike tire flashing past. He pops out and throws a string of paint but nothing is there. “You'll have to be faster than that" comes the reply. MA catches site of the bicyclist and his blood begins to boil. It's Greg LeMond, the winner of the 1986 tour de France. MA has held a lifelong grudge against Greg because he believes that his childhood hero, Bernard Hinault who came in second place in the 1986 tour de France was cheated out of winning by Greg. MA shoots left, then right. Has to reload. He figures leading this target will be tough so he works out the math. The math is that he has two barrels and one target so MA starts spraying. Left, right, center, up, down. The shops, street signs, traffic lights mannequins acting as cheering fans, rocks in the ground, croissants, everything gets paint. MA hears a clatter just as his hopper runs dry. He walks over, sure enough there is Greg, 3 paintballs on his chest. Finally, MA can sleep easier.
1. martix_agent ma-deuce-a (escape at 200), (700) BR ( 3) start
AFF -100 roll 8 stalemate
AFF -100 roll 5, +0 (500)
End of day 6
Choice for day 7:
2. Cdn_Cuda (CC) Cdn_Cuda
6. XEMON (XM) XEMON
Still thinking about the fun of a paintball chain gun as he left the area, CC couldn’t help but chuckle at the foolishness of the tech. Not paying enough attention, he stepped on small grey round cylinder and just about bailed. Catching hit balance, he looked at that he stepped on, a sharpie! Hmm, he thought, let’s see if it still works! And sure enough it did! Given the gravity of the current situation, CC suddenly had an idea and ran back to the room he was previously in, looking for poor frozen tech with the chain gun. Wonder if the chain gun works? CC thought about giving it a try, but there was simply too much paint all over it. Not worth the risk. Looking back at the tech, CC got an idea. He pulled out his trusty Sharpie and proceeded to draw a penis on the frozen tech’s face. Amused by this, CC decides he needs another victim to draw on, and starts to hunt down his next victim.
XMs marker fires into action, chattering and banging away, XM realizes that his hopper is already full though. The lid pops open and out spills 100 rounds. XM jumps out of the way to make sure a stray doesn't pop on his foot. Nothing to do about it, he moves on.
Both CC and XM find their way into a storage room. It's seemingly a junk drawer for the ship. Jack stands, sewing machines, desks. XM looks around, maybe there's some tools here he can bring with? He doesn't see anything useful. CC is doing the same, a bbq? No a camera, but nothing to transmit to isn't really going to help. A walkie talkie? “That's familiar" CC thinks as he picks it up out of curiosity. As he removes it from the shelf he can see a few shelves over and spots XM about 4 rows over. XM also sees the movement. Both start moving, throwing paint between the rows when there's a hole. XM throws a string, CC taunts “always wasting resources, typical American". XM moves, CC throws a string, XM taunts him back, “I know that's just jealousy I hear, I get to play paintball in March, how's that home field looking?" CC sprints to the end of a row. Throws a string, sprints to the other end. XM knows he is close. XM throws some paint through a hole in the shelf and hears CC just on the other side! “Your sense of direction is as good as Apple maps!" XM thinks for a second. There's something off about how CC is taunting him. Making up his mind he sprints around the corner towards were he heard CC. XM stops and pivots, turning around he pops out looking down the aisle he was just on. Sure enough, there's CC sprinting down the aisle thinking he will come up behind XM. Instead CC is met with a barrel staring him down.
CC feels the sting of the impact on his chest. CC is wondering why his plan didn't work. XM reaches up and grabs the walkie talkie CC had put on the shelf. “I know Canada invented these, but I played all kinds of pranks with them as a kid" XM sees something poking out of CCs pocket. Grabbing the sharpie he decides a little graffiti is in order. Reaches down and writes " USA! USA!” Across CCs forehead. Looks at his art, then decides it needs one more thing and draws a large penis so the USA is on the shaft. Pocketing the sharpie he moves on.
2. Cdn_Cuda 98c BR( 7) (800) start
AFF -100 roll 8 stalemate
AFF -100 roll 10 out
Fair thee well fine sailor, you have gone out on patrol
6. XEMON DP9000,BR( 4) (1000) make paint +100 roll 5 continue
start
AFF -100 roll 6, +0 (900)
End of day 6
Choice for day 7:
7. Jonnydread (JD)@Jonnydread
“JD is a shadow…JD is shady…JD is a sad sack” JD continues to morph his personal mantra like the strangest single player game of telephone. Down a long hallway he sees a single door. There's writing above it but it's in a language he has never seen before. Strange but no more strange than JD the sad path! He goes in and finds, a bar? Maybe. Doesn't look quite right though. Dirt street outside and some noise. JD the psychopath decides that there's enough sneaking around, he sprints out into the street phantom at the ready and finds….a legion of empirial storm troopers. Now the bar and strange writing makes sense. It's a reenactment event! CRAP! THEY ARE SHOOTING! JD the sightless can't believe he didn't see that one coming but having just barely made it to cover a thought occurs to him, they didn't hit him. They must be standing 30 wide. It's the craziest gauntlet he has ever run but, nothing. JD the witless starts to laugh, holds his breath and steps back around the corner. Paint is flying everywhere, everywhere except where JD is. His smile is larger than the jokers as he walks straight towards the storm troopers. His laugh historical as he begins to walk into their formation. The storm troopers just keep shooting, every missed shot having the real chance is impacting another storm trooper. Soon their numbers begin to dwindle. JD feels a few paintballs glance off of his shoulder or hip. “Must be the elite troopers" he thinks as he positions himself in between the two remaining soldiers. One fires, missing JD and taking out the other. JD spins, bends over and fires his phantom between his legs while his head is upside down. Dome shot dead center on the storm troopers head. He collapses and adrenalin still pumping JD heads out leaving the 20 or so pods he found along the way behind
7. Jonnydread phantom BR ( 4) (1000) start
AFF sneak -0 roll 2, +200 (1000)
End of day 6
Choice for day 7:
8. The Hobbit (TH) The Hobbit
TH is striking out. Every room he goes in there is just junk. No pods in the comic book room, even underneath the Superman #1!. The jewelry vault? No pods even in the diamond encrusted necklaces! The server vault? Not anything under the pile of windows and Apple stock certificates! He is about ready to give up, walking down a hall he just about has a heart attack, has to dance around, a spin, push off the wall and then matrix style flip over all the paintballs that are on the ground. He just about stepped and fell right on them. Was this a trap? TH checks around the nearby corners, nothing. Well let's not let these go to waste, TH carefully gathers up all the paint and throws it in an empty pod.
8. The Hobbit ion,BR (5) (800) start
Search roll 6, +100, (900)
End of day 6
Choice for day 7:
10. Jimmydee (JD) Jimmydee
12. redsquirrel (RS) redsquirrel
JDs stomach full of sushi is weighing him down. Still though, it's a better problem than an empty stomach. Forge on he must. RS is tied of all these zombies, he is working his way around the ship, looking for anything that might point him in the direction of the last escape pod. When he rounds a corner he catches site of someone rounding the next corner. It's JD! RS figures he might as well make the competition for the last escape pod a little closer. He rounds the corner and starts firing. RS is able to jump in through a door before the paint arrives though. RS pokes back out and throws a few shots back at JD. JD unloads his hopper at the doorway. RS realizes the room he is in has multiple doors. While JD reloads RS sprints to the other side of the room, out the door and circles the hallway ending up behind JD. As he comes out the door JD is just tucking the pod away and sees RS come out the door. He dives around the corner and knowing RS is coming for him gets up and starts running for the same for RS originally went in. Damn you delicious sushi! JD thinks as he feels himself running slower than normal. RS is just rounding the corner, JD has a hand on the door frame. JD feels the impact of the paint on his ankle just as he is crossing into the door. Sushi, while Delicious ended up not helping him in the long run. RS plucks a pod off of JD to refill his pod pack and move on.
10. Jimmydee 98c, BR (3 ) (600) start
AFF -100 roll 10 out
Fair thee well fine sailor, you have gone out on patrol
12. redsquirrel phantom BR (8 ) (1000) start
AFF sneak -0 roll 6, DFF
DFF -100 roll 1, +200 (1000)
End of day 6
Choice for day 7:
13. morpheus (MP) morpheus
MP is running through the hallways. Not sure how he got here or really where he is going. He rounds a corner and smashes straight into a zombie! No! The zombie grabs him and sinks it's teeth right into his neck. MP pushes the zombie away and as he falls backwards, he startles awake. The jerk of waking up makes MP pull the trigger of his T15. The shot hits the door in front of him with a resounding clang. The bean bag bungalow was maybe too good of a place to rest. Suddenly the door flies open, it's the same zombie from MPs dream! MP has his T15 up and firing. He is not taking any chances this time. Blasting the door, the frame and most of all, the zombie he unloads the t15. Satisfied the zombie is not coming back he rolls out over with his foot. Hey, score! There's even a mag of FSR! MP gathers it up and moves on.
13. morpheus T15. BR(3 ) (500) Start
DP1 -100 roll 2 +100 (500)
End of day 6
Choice for day 7:
18. BrickHaus (BH) BrickHaus
Sipping a mojito on the beach deck is a nice mini vacation for BH. He starts to wonder if he can just eliminate all the zombies, and everyone else if he can just sail the ship himself and go, wherever he wants. There's a lot of risk with that plan but it has a pretty high reward as well. BH thinks about it some more sips how mojito and…realizes he needs another. Getting up is a lot of effort but he somehow manages it. He makes his way over to the bar, reaches over for another glass and, ZOMBIE BARTENDER! he must have been asleep under the bar when BH first came over. BH reaches down, his ion! No! It's over on the seat. BH sprints, diving he grabs the ion in mid air, turning around the zombie is right behind him. BH starts shooting and doesn't stop until his hopper is empty. The bartender collapses in front of him. BH breaths hard and keys how heart rate come down. Damnit, no more mojitos! It's time to get done work done!
18. BrickHaus ion, BR(4 ) (1000) start
AFF -100, roll 7, +0 (900)
End of day 6
Choice for day 7:
19. SETHZILLA (SZ) SETHZILLA!
SZ is looking for trouble and boy did he find it. There's a voodoo doughnut shop on the ship and they must have just had a run of doughnuts just before the current emergency. After finishing off a dirt doughnut, a grape ape and a captain my captain SZ heads back for more. He reaches for a maple bar but then sees an even better prize. What makes all food better? That's right, bacon. The maple Bacon bar is the real prize. SZ reaches around the counter and as his finger close on the doughnut, so do a set of zombie teeth on his hand. The doughnut shop cashier was still under the counter. As SZ feels the virus taking over his last action is to take a bite of that delicious maple bacon. It's good, but he is now even hungrier for something else…
19. SETHZILLA! Etha .50 (1200) start
AFF -100 roll 10 out
Fair thee well fine sailor, you have gone out on patrol
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