Hazmat: Final Run-Role Play

(HAZMAT - THE DELTA VIRUS I - Audio Drama under way)

awesomesauce. pm me the final version when you get a chance.

Will you not be playing Carlos? Shame.

It will be a few years though, so no hurry.

I'm doing a project (Machinima) with some friends that I am using just my voice and theirs to various video games. Maybe I can help in some way.

Cool, can I help?

Yeah you'll be playing Jacob of course

Heres our website http://sites.google.com/site/helgateentertainment/Home

Shaggs, waiting for your reply...

Sorry about the wait. Turns out I have strep throat. Oh so fun.

I'll check with my other two founders, and find a character that still needs a voice. (Don't worry, there is like ten of them.)

Great. What do you think of the website, when you check it out. I've never made a website before.

It seems pretty straightforward. Nothing flashy, but still represents the meaning.

Cool. I'm going to do some work on it, and eventually we'l have our own page, not hosted by google.

Originally posted by Jedireaper
The chopper swung around the base of the oil-rig, giving all of them a god view of the strong stilts, before finally coming up to a shuddering halt on the helipad. The sounds of the angry sea rising and falling with the wind, and the sound of the choppers rotor blades as they slowed.

His boots met the clang of the metal with a thud of their own. Rek was first out, closely followed by Sam. The two sweeped the pad, and the general vicinity by visual check. "Its clear, lieutenant."

Rek nodded and rose his right hand, motioning with a hand-signal for the rest to exit the chopper. "Its' too quiet." He said into his helmets internal com-set. He went down on one knee and kept his rifle ready. "Hey, do you think any of the others made it." He kept his eyes peeled for trouble, he could no longer feel the infection in him, perhaps he had beaten it, or it was simply part of his body now so he couldn't tell the differance.

Frank, pushed himself from the co-pilots seat, scrambling over the door. "I'll get the bird refuelled, you sit tight."

The pilot, pulled of his helmet, rolling his eyes to the LtCmdrs words. "Like theres anywhere left to go but up. No fuel."

Sam grimaced as the sun broke through the clouds, hurting his tired eyes. "Shall we look around?"

U.S. Army soldiers, some heavily injured, and others just plain scared approached the chopper at a fast rate. They seemed to be running from someone, or something. "Wait! Don't take off without us! You can't leave us here!" Jacob stepped off, weapon still raised, and Savannah did the same. "We have no fuel. What the hell has got you guys so spooked."

((Four bloody and beaten soldier, just to give more detail))

Rek shouldered his rifle, setting his sights on one of the bloodied soldiers. "Don't come any closer or we'll open fire."

Sam took up a support position, and Frank joined him. Both raising their rifles.

The pilot called out. "We can't carry you all, even if we were fuelled."

One of the soldier clutched his heart, and before the hazmats could react, the three other soldiers opened fire on him, cutting him down. "Get away from the body!" The body started ripping apart into a sick creature that used different body parts. The head let out a blood curdling yell, and Jacob opened fire.

carlos climbed the pipes and catwalks to the top of the oil rig, slick blood dripping from his wounds, his claws digging into the metal. "they killed them all..." he mumbled to himselff as he climbed, "but they wont get me!" as he yelled the last statement, below him, hundreds of the squids and infected began to climb onto the dock, following him up the rig. as he climbed to the top, rolling onto his back and breathig heavily, he screeched and it sounded layered on as if hundreds were screaming with him. loud enough to catch the attention of every survivor on the deck. he slowly picked himself up and pointed to jacob, his expression one of anger. "and its all, your, fault!!!" suddenly, hundreds of infected climbed onto the deck, rushing for the survivors in a raging horde. soon they would be surrounded without a way out. carlos dissapeared in the wave of zombies, his body changing slowly into that of an amalgator.

Jacob grabbed his weapon and shouldered it. "We don't have nearly enough ammo to handle that." He turned and fired at an exhaust opening, and pushed Savannah through, and then jumped in himself, followed by the remaining soldiers.

Rek looked out as the infected climbed up onto the rig. "Don't we ever get a break?" He offered cover fire at the nearest infected. "Out of the chopper, and into the breach pilot!" Rek called, takind out three, with the one head shot. He was soon nearing the last of the clip, and the last clip. "Frank! Go! Sam! Go..."

Frank was first, with Sam keeping up fire until he went down himelf, the pilot however got caught and his back was ripped from the mans body as several infected dug into his flesh with their teeth, the mans screams rang out in Loran's ears as blood splattered across the chopper from the poor pilots arterys ruptured, and his screams ceased.

Rek grimaced, and his mind brought him back to the current. Spinning around, he brought his elbow up knocking back the head of the closest zombie while his croutched and tackled several zombies from their hips. One completely broke in half, with the others were knocked back into their own. Using his own momentum, rek jumped over the fallen infected, bringing his rifles butt arount to crack the skull of the zombie beside him as he began to find himself overrun with the flesh eaters.

One of them clawed at his arm plate with a force strong enough to peel a thin scrape of metal from it. Runnning out of time he loosed the final shots into the head of the foe in front of him, and burst forward, at a run heading for the vent. With leap he threw himself into the air and tumbled into the vent, clanging his way down, and with nothing to break his akward tumble he crashed into the wall opposite the exit of the vent with a hard thum and a resounding clang. Rek felt his left shoulder-blade expload in blinding pain. He screamed.

two brutes ran through the crowd, slamming with all their might into the chopper and sending it crashing into the wall where the survivors had been minutes ago. carlos roared in anger. "don't let them get away!!!" he sprinted forward and jumbed through the wreckage of the copter and into the exhast vent. he landed just behind rek and pushed him into the wall of the corridor. he laughed out loud as he jabbed a clawed hand into reks midsection, holding him there. "you can't escape, you're only prolonging your iminent infection. we are the future of this planet, we are the future race." he paused to catch his breath, reaching up with his free hand to throw away reks sidearm. "you were like me, and you still could be, but i pity you, for i can not allow that to happen." he raised his claw, pulling it up to stab reks throat. "im sorry old friend, but you must understand my precaution. any last words?"

((oh man, i almost want you to stab him with your combat kniife. or shoot him with his own pistol.))

Everything was cool until the brutes appeared dude. Have you ever heard the word... suspense. Do you know how to create suspense?))

Rek whimpered a little as he was slammed into the wall. He gritted his teeth. "Ca-Carlos? Uh Jacob, little h-help here!" Rek looked over the alamgators shoulder to where Jacob should have been, although his vision was bluring and he couldn't really tell. "Y-your a fool. I- I am already in-in-fect-ed..."