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Important Information:

The year is 2010. There has no been major advances in anything, only minor civilian electronics such as the television and the phone. There are no flying cars, no super lasers, no giant robots or robots of any kind. This is the world we are living in now, only years from now. The day I’d like the characters to start on is August 15, 2010. Where many of us are going to meet is at a fictional resort and casino in Las Vegas, The Golden Phoenix. You do not have to come here, but if you want to interact with other player’s and survive, you will come here. =D This is taking place in America as well, so make your character in some state here, or you would be pointlessly posting. REMEMBER! THIS IS REALISTIC! DAY AND NIGHT! AMMO! FOOD! YOU CAN’T WEAR TONS OF ARMOR AND EXPECT TO KEEP UP WITH US! ALSO CIVILIANS CANNOT BRING WEAPONS UNLESS THEY HAVE A REASON!! CERTAIN GUNS CANNOT BE BROUGHT AS WELL!! Example: If you’re here for a gun show and your gun is going to be on display, there is your reason. Personally…I do not know anybody that carries an AK47, AT4, M16 plus five pistols in their car…REALISM!! BTW THIS IS A ZOMBIE SURVIVAL! NOT KILLING SPREE!

THE INFECTION BEGINS ON AUGUST 17, 2010 AT 9:03 PM IN LAS VEGAS, NEVADA! (So if you arrive and rent a room on the 15th, you have one extra day to have fun and do stuff in the city before the infection starts!)

Zombies:

When the outbreak occurs, here is some information about the zombies that can help you visualize. Zombies are almost exactly human-like. They see, smell, walk, run, and hear – If you cut out their eyes, they cannot see, and etc. On the other hand, they DO NOT use tactics, have super strength or use their hands. Meaning they cannot use weapons, open doors, move barricades, or steal your gun. They CAN use their hands only to swipe at you and grab at you. They occasionally roam alone, but are often seen in groups of 10-15. If you fire a bullet, they will hear, and come, so fighting them isn’t always a good idea. Also!!! Zombie’s bites and scratches are infectious! That does not mean you can live forever if you wear entire body covering armor! You still would get surrounded and pulled down!

Posting:

If your not gunna post at a decent rate, then don’t post at all. Since we will be usually in a group, posting by all is needed. BAD Example: “mrsalieri890 fired his 9mm at the zombies. There were too many. He told the group to run. Mrsalieri890 found shelter and closed the door behind him.” NAY NAY! This is where posting by all is needed; it is in order to make a move. Not only did mrsalieri890 make a move ahead of time, he basically teleported his teammates with him by closing the door. This is almost like chess with many people, everyone must move before continuing!! CORRECT Example: “…mrsalieri890 told the group to run.” Now you wait for a reply. I hope you all get it.

Basic Information needed:

Main Character Name: First and Last
Job: Fireman, Former marine, CEO, Pool boy, etc…
Age: (14-60)
Ethnicity: Caucasian, African American, Hispanic, Native American…etc
Height: (Has to be between 5-7 feet)
Weight: (Has to be between 140-220lbs)
Training: What does your character know? Karate? First Aid? Lock picking? Etc…
Other Companions: These are other minor characters you will be with….
Additional Information: Sicknesses…Years of experience…Habits…Personality...Anything Additional!

Just post your chars info then get typing!

Name: Jake Freeman
Profession: Thief
Age: 32
Height: 6" 1'
Weight: 194
Ethnicity: Caucasian
With: Brother Derek Freeman
Reason: Going to rig the 10 million dollars
Training: Picking locks, hijacking cars, evasion

August 14th 2010. Three days before the infection.
It was hot outside. It was always hot outside. Jake walked down the streets of Reno his brother Derek, looking. He was not sure what they was looking for. His eyes wondered everywere. An apartment complex, a bank, a news stand. Jake stopped infront of the news stand, and stared into the papers. The people in the magazines stared back. Never blinking. Jake started to cough, and the owner glared at him.
"If your not going to buy anything, Get the hell away," His eyes were almost as cold as it was outside. Jake looked at the man, and back to the magazines. He walked up the news stand owner, and grinned. Jake pulled out a small black .357 magnum, and held it infront of his face. The owner stared down the barrel of the pistol.The owner started to sweat, and held out a handfull of dollar bills. He grabbed it, and shoved it into his coat pocket. He pulled back the hammer of the pistol, but his brother grabbed his arm and pulled it down. The stand owner yelled for help. Jake looked to see an officer holding a 9mm standard issued pistol. He arms were trembling, so Jake assumed he was a rookie. Jake suddenly took off, his brother Derek trailed behind him. They found themselves hiding in a car park. He was stunned about what he had found. A 1970 dodge charger, with a hemi, and a black metallic paint job. He picked the lock on the door and unlocked the door for his brother. He opened the area below the steering wheel, and cut a blue wire. He carefully attached it to the yellow wire. The car roared, and he pulled out of the parking lot, and headed for Vegas to spend his newly aquired money. The car broke 100 MPH, in the direction of Vegas. Jake turned up the radio. A commericial started to play.

"The Phoenix Hotel is giving out a Grand Prize of 10 million dollars to one of its lucky guests-" Jake turned off the radio. That was all he needed to hear. A day later, the car reached the outskirts of Vegas. He pulled up the to the Phoenix hotel. The time was about 6 A.M. Derek looked under his seat. A black laptop was underneath his seat. . Jake grabbed the laptop, and connected it to the Phoenix's mainframe. Deep inside the incrypted data, Jake found 8 numbers. The winning room numbers,032, 126, 244, 320, 444, 512, 608, 700, 813, 940, 1022, 1120, 1201, 1333, 1406, 1507. Jake grinned it was his lucky day.

Sorry, i forgot to put 15 numbers instead of 8. i had to change it recently since more people wanted to play. Sorry.

Main Character Name:
Camille lynn

Job:
Writer,shief,actress,marshal arts teacher

Age:
21

Ethnicity:
Half white half black

Height:
5 feet
Weight: 105
((sorry but rember girls arnt that heavy))

Training:
Lock picking,hacking,first add((if need))and she knows marshal arts

Other Companions:
Rand

Additional Information:
Was a writer her whole life.
She was a sheif for 5 years ands he is very well know over world,shje can cook a great meal out of any thing.
16 she got all 4 black belts in the differnt marshal arts. She began to teach mashal arts since then,

experience…Habits…Personality:
Her personalty depens of her thought of you.If she thinks your a threat or some one who she can not trust she will show disrespet and rudeness. Ever since she was three she knew the guy named rand.She grew next door to him for over 19 years,she had fallen in love with him but neaver said a thing.There close friends but her weakness is him.
Habits--she mainly blurts stuff out she says what on her mind and she doesnt care who hears.She some times bites her nails or not eat if she is worryed .

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Main Character Name: Cyrus "Cy" Thyssen

Job: Instructor/Owner "Bushido" Martial Arts School and Supply store.

Age: 35

Ethnicity: Father American ,Mother Japanese

Height: 5'11"
Weight: 185

Training: Basic first Aide, small weapons and crew served weapons. Some explosive ordinance. Extensive Martial Arts Training. Private Pilots Lic.

Other Companions: Son Cobby Thyssen (16).

Additional Information: Retired Gunnery Sgt. USMC. M.O.S. 0311, Hand to Hand combat instructor. Father was an interpreter for Kobayashi Corp. Grew up in Japan. City, Kageta outside Tokyo. Was trained in Kendo and Aikido By Tanaka Tsunetomo at Masashige school of Bushido from the age of 7 until joining the Marine Corps at 17. Continued training while in the Corps. Reside in Orlando, Fl

Jake slowly parked his charger into a parking place. He stepped out of his car, along with Derek. A hot gust of wind blew in Jake's hair.

"I've got a bad feeling about this," Derek said, eying the hotel.
"You've got your gun right?" Jake asked looking at Derek's backpack.
"Always do," He responded, a cocky look on his face. Jake grabbed the laptop's bag, and tossed it over his shoulder. They headed for the hotel entrance. As they opened the doors, cool air blew in his face. They walked up to the desk.

"One room, and make sure it has 2 single beds," Jake said.

Jordan put down his newspaper and brought down his feet from the counter. There stood two rough looking men. Another pair of wackos wanting to stay at the resort.

"Alright. It cost 90 dollars a night here, with that you can visit the Casino back there anytime you want," pointing to a door behind the two men, "How long you going to stay and what are you paying with? Credit card..cash..?"

"Cash," Jake said while grabbing the money out of his pocket. " We'll be staying for 4 days." He counted 360 dollars, and left a 2 dollar tip." There you go my good man."

Jordan handed them room key 525.
"You will be staying in room 525. It's 5th floor. Have a nice stay at The Golden Phoenix, Hotel and Resort." said Jordan with a smile. He watched as the two men grabbed the key and made their way to the elevator.

"Strange pair eh? I mean who carries that much in their pockets?" asked Sam approaching him from behind and sitting down beside Jordan.
"Does it really matter? It's Las Vegas." Jordan replied.
"You know Jordan, if you don't like Las Vegas's tourists, why do you work here?"
"Because this is the only place my wife will never visit," Jordan said, lifting up the newspaper to read the main article.

"SON FORCED TO KILL MOM AFTER MOM BITES SON"

"Welcome to Las Vegas," Jordan thought with a chuckle.

Main Character Name: Jacob E. Book

Job: Ex. Navy SEAL (As in retired from military service for injury.)
Now works as a Martial arts teacher. (Yes military training is a form of martial arts.)

Age: 22

Ethnicity: White

Height: 6'5''

Weight: 210lbs
Training: Basic military survival training and infilitration. Also knows greater Military training and survival in all situations.

Other Companions: Ben Sapp. Book's best friend and is almost completely like Jacob Personality wise.
Camille. An old friend of Jacob's from way back in the day.

Additional Information: Jacob and Ben had been preparing for an out break their hole lives but when Jacob went off into the military they decided to disbelieve in the undead like everyone had told them to. They were going to be in for a big surprise when they arrived in their home.

Reason for being in Laz Vegas: When they had been kids they had planned to buy an apartment together for two reasons. One, they knew that the other wasn't gay and second it would be easier for them both to have a little extra cash.

August 15, 2010. 2 days before infection. 12:37 P.M.
Jacob awoke in his bed with a cold sweat, as he just lay there wondering why he had woken up like he did the memory popped into his mind that he just slept all the way through his friend's wedding. "I'm boned.." He sat up on the side of the bed and grabbed a shirt from off the floor. Raising it to his nose he sniffed the shirt and satisfied that it was for the most part clean he slipped it on and walked into the kitchen. As he walked through the living room his room-mate Ben was playing an old favorite of the two, Dead Rising. Book watched as Ben played for a second before he pointed. "There's one behind you to the right." Ben quickly made the character turn and kill the oncoming zombie. "Thanks mate." Jacob walked off into the kitchen and reached up into the cabinet finding a packet of Ramen. Grabbing a bowl from the counter that had recently been washed he crushed up the ramen and filled the bowl with milk and ate it like cereal. "I'm heading out to one of the store, I'll be back in a few." Jacob then proceeded to exit the room and head for the door leading to the outside world. "Get me something to drink, will you mate." He laughed and opened the door and left. "Sure thing bro." He emerged into the front yard of the apartment and got into his car and he then set off towards the store.

10:23 A.M.
Cy and Cobby Thyssen made their way into the lobby of the Golden Phoenix.
Being in Las Vegas for the Martial Arts trade show and Exposition, both of their hands were full and Cy was dragging a large wheeled chest.

"Nice place Pop" cobby said admiring the interior "Can i check out the pool "'

"We have a lot of work to do before the show son. We have to go to the Expo center and sign in for our booth and start setting up the displays" Cy replied concerned with business matters
.
"We have 2 days before the show Pop and we have been driving for 4 days straight. Come on lets have some fun"

Cy relented " Ok we will take a break today. lets get checked in."

Jordan put down the newspaper again and looked up. A man and what seemed to be his son carried many items into the lobby of The Golden Phoenix.

"Hello sir, how many I help you? And do you need help with your luggage?" Jordan asked the man, "It is 90 dollars a night, but full access to everything the resort and casino has to offer."

Sam chuckled at how different Jordan acted with the guests, and he floated off his chair to turn on the mini TV on the counter.

"We are here at the Gizon apartment complex in Las Vegas, Nevada. Sergeant Daniels can you tell us what happened here?" asked the reporter.
"Well it seems as though the boy's mother, attacked the son, scratching him several times and biting him once in the neck," the officer told the reporter.
"What do you think caused this?"
"We are not sure now, but we took the boy to a nearby hospital, where he is being treated by doctors and will be placed under intense care."
"Thank you Sergeant Daniels. Neighbors of the victim said that the mother was always kind, caring and would never hurt anybody. This incident is tragic to everybody in the complex and is currently under investigation. Now back to you in the news ro-"

Jordan leaned over and turned off the TV.

"Can't you see I'm busy with a guest Sam? Show some respect."
"Well geez, sorry," Sam said as he got up, "I'll be in the casino."

As Jacob drove he passed by "Bushido" Martial arts store. He then thought to himself. "That might the reason why I've been losing business... then again I am teaching military training and that's not something parents want their teenagers to know.. damnit." Snapping back into reality he realized he had swerved into the other lane and quikcly darted back into his. By then he noticed his engine was sputering and about to die. "Not now.." His car made it into the small gas station parking area when it died out on him. He exited the vehicle and went inside. "Screw it, that car isn't worth saving again." He searched the isles for his "food choices."

Cy answered the man at the front desk.

"We will ba staying for 7 days and if it possible we would like a first floor room. We will be lugging all this equipment back out tomorrow"

((How can i come in ,sorry i started so late my plans for today where screewed up))

((Ooh bump into me at the store I am at. I need a way to get my guy home anyway =P))

"Yes sir. You can pay the bill later, you seem a very busy man. Here is room 032. Just go down the hall way and you will run into it." said Jordan, lifting up the keycard so the man could grab it.

Originally posted by Camille's_Death
((How can i come in ,sorry i started so late my plans for today where screewed up))

Name:Rand S.
age: 24
Hieght: 6'0"
Weight:171
Job: Police Officer in training
Weapon: .45 USP(2 clips)ASP(metal)
Story: Rand is Rookie Police officer who is still being trained. His parents were neighbors
Lynn family. Rand got to know there daughter Camille. Years went on they stayed friends for years.
He wanted to be a cop since he was 13. He had major trouble with school but eventually
he passed High School at 19. After working in Home Depo for 2 years he went to the
academy and passed with flying colors. Rand is currently att he gas station.

Rand walks in the gas station with his leg holster on with his .45 USP. An old friend Fritz working at the front desk. " So Rand hows the training ?!" Rand sighed " did it .......but i wont be getting my own squad car yet." Fritz laughed " well no shit " Rand smiled " shut your mouth Mr. Store manager." They was a little bang in the back.

"Rand there was a weird guy that walked in. See what the hells he is doing please." Rand sighed " im off duty but why not" He went back there. The man turned around. He was stuffing stuff in his shrit " Hey get your hands out of jacke slowly" Rand had his gun out, The man did so. Fritz jumped over the counter witha shotgun " GET OUT OF MY STORE ***** !" The guy ran off. Rand looked at Fritz " i could have had him arrested ass !" Fritz laughed " well the gas is on me so get your ass home." Rand put his gun away. " cant under major construction. Make it look nice" He walked by the exit " im ganna stay ata hotel for a week or so."

" see ya pig " Rand flicked him off and drove into the heart of the city. He found a hotel called The Golden Pheonix. " Fansy ?" He parked his car and walked in. He had his bags in the car. He wanted to get them out later. " Hello sir how may i help you ?" Rand sighed. He never asked for a room before. He put on a smile " id like an available room please" She smiled "sertanly " She picked up a key 21 and did typing on her PC " ok there you go and enjoy your stay. The check in time is 10:50 " he smiled " thanks" He put the key in the hole and saw a very nicley set room.

He closed and locked the door and layed on the bed and feel asleep almost emidiatly.

((Well some one start me off im going to go in like 15 mins, my friend andy is comeing to give me a ride to the party ill be home around 9 or 10 or maybe 11 depends on how wild the party gets.lamo))

Jacob walked into the small gas station and looked around for a phone but when he failed to see one he just walked up to the counter and put down a carton of cigarettes and two cases of Heinekin. "Next time he can buy his crap.." He then put down a lot of soft drinks and junk food onto the counter and when the worker had talleyed all of the price up Jacob noticed he was four bucks short. "Well.. bye." He grabbed the bag and sprinted out the door heading off towards the apartment where Ben was waiting.

"This is it 032" Cy said as he opened the door.

"Nice enough room" coddy stated. "Hey I am going to head to the pool wanta join me"

"Na" Cy replied "Ive been couped up in the car for four days. I am going to burn up some stored energy. Plus I have to practice my form for the expo"

With that coddy put on his shorts, grabbed a towel and went out the door.

Cy opened the large chest and pulled out his most prized possession. A No Dachi (sword) That was givin to him by his Grandfather on his mothers side ,Haida Mitsuhide. He gave it to Cy upon graduation from Boot Camp. He remembers his grandfathers words "This No Dachi has been in the Family for 7 Generations. I have no sons or brothers to pass this on too. I give it to you. It is in your care now . It was made during Senguku-jidai (age of a Country at War) and it served the Samurai in its possession well. You are taking the path of the Samurai in your service to the Marines Corps. Take care of it. Respect it . It will bring you good fortune in your life" It has never been out of his sight since.

Jacob made it all the way to the door where Ben had already been waiting for him to get back. He ran through the door quickly but somehow Ben still managed to grab the cigarettes out of the bag and start to open them. By the time he had made it to the kitchen and had started to hide the stolen merchadise Ben had already lit his cigarette and returned to the video game. "Those will be the death of you, you know." Ben laughed at him and responded. "You smoke 'em too." Jacob set the beer in the fridge and sat down. "Not as much as you do now throw me a contorller."

Jordan got up from the front desk.

"Sam! It's your turn! I can't sit here anymore!" he shouted.

Jordan went into the casino and walked between the slots. There were many guests on the slots.

"When you offer 10 million dollars as a prize, they all race here," Bill said approaching Jordan from his side.
"Oh hey Bill..."
"Remember to be extra careful with the vault..10 million dollars also causes thiefs and burgulars to come racing here too...Just makes you wonder whose innocent and whose not," Bill said eyeballing Jordan.
"God dangit Bill, I wouldn't steal from my own job," Jordan said walking off.
"Don't worry Jordan! Your going to make a mistake, and I'm going to get you!"

Jordan walked back to the front desk.

"I hope your walk was enjoyable," said Sam sarcasitcally.
"As always.." replied Jordan.
"You know what happened to that kid after his mother attacked him, sending him to the hospital?" he asked.
"No. What happened? He live?"
"Nobody knows, the kid attacked two doctors and three police officers at the hospital then ran off. And whats wierd, is that he scratched them all and bit a doctor in the arm."
"Well thats odd. Wonder why he did that," Jordan said while sitting back in his front desk chair.
"Yea..The kid was fine until a few minutes into the stiching of his neck. Went beserk. You gotta love Las Vegas....Wild!"

Jordan stared at Sam, he gave a slight chuckle, and shook his head.

Rand got up " SIR YE..........dam" He kept dreaming about the academy and how his Sargent yelled at everyone. He got up feeling groogy. He turned on the TV. Furturama was on " sweeeeet" He liked the show. Once the seen of Fry and Leela kissing he felt alone " ....wish Camille was here but ...... were just friends ........thats all im sure" He got up. After the show ended he turned off the TV and went to his car and transported his stuff to the room.

He went back by the pool and saw people there. He just sat outside and just rested there. He almost feel asleep but he woke up. " am i crazy !?" He totally forgot about his gun. Somone could easily steal it or worse. Use it. He walked up to his room and took out the case. He put the gun in there. The one clip in the case with the gun. Then he closed it and locked it. the key he put in his pocket. He walked back outside and sat in a lawn chair with an umbrella over it. " man ....."

Coddy got out off the pool feeling the pains of hunger and decided to go get his Dad to get some food. As he walked to the room he passed by a man siting under an umbrella who looked like a cop , or someone fresh outa boot camp. Thinking he might be a Military man he stopped to chat.

"Hey whats up ? Are you in the Military? Are you here for the Martial Arts Expo?"

Ben was playing the XBOX with Jacob when he started to smile and handed him a pamphlet. "Yo, bro they will let us stay at his hotel for free for a week if you win this contest." Jacob just kept playing. "Yeah you kinda have to win to get it to." Ben laughed. "I did." Jacob responded with a smart ass attitude. "We kinda live in an apartment already." Ben laughed again and retorted. "So it's a hell of a lot nicer then here." Jacob looked at the ceiling and he started laughing as hard as he could. "Great point. When does it start?" Ben looked at his watch. "Today.. five minutes ago." Jacob quickly ran to his bedroom and gathered the close that were on the floor and Ben did the same until they were already out of the door. "I hear it has bar that is free.." Ben then started to run to where the hotel was located. "You better be right about this!"

Jake pressed the up arrow on the elevator. The door opened, and Jake moved to the side and let the people out. Jake and Derek stepped in the elevator. He pressed the 5, and the door closed. A song started to play.

"If you like pinta colotas, and gettin caught in the rain," Jake sang quietly. Derek looked over at him.

"What? I like this song," Jake said. The door opened on the fifth floor. He pulled out his key, and opened the door. Derek closed the door behind him, as Jake pulled out the laptop. He accessed the Phoenix's database again, and changed the winning room number to his. Derek put down his backpack, and pulled out his 1911 silver dragon metal pistol, and five clips. He laid them out neatly. Derek grabbed his wallet, and pulled out 50 bucks.

"I'm going to the casino, be back later," He said. Jake waited for him to leave the room. He grabbed the remote, and started to watch tv.

Jordan was tired. It was almost 2 oclock, guests kept coming in and renting rooms. The prize was really reeling in customers. Sam was okay. He enjoyed watching Jordan suffer from the strange people that came in, fat old guys, annoying young girls, buff men, all types of different people, with only one thing in common. They had money.

"You know that group of girls that just came in...They were amazing! I think I might take a shot at them later," Sam told Jordan.
"Your too old," Jordan shot back at Sam.
"What are you talking about?! I'm only 24 years old! Your old! Those girls were like 20!" Sam said, pushing Jordan.
"Just be careful, young girls with that type of money tend to be like Paris Hilton..Remember her?" Jordan asked.
"Of course..Hey man, I'll be back," Sam said looking at the TV with the security cameras, "There in the elevator heading up, I'll catch them before they get to their rooms."
"I'm telling you Sam..Your wasting your time!"
"Your just jealos you didn't think of it first!" Sam chuckled, jogging towards the stairs.
"Crazy Sam." Jordan thought, turning on the radio.

"-hn Hizor, the kid bit by his mother was found in a alleyway by McDonalds, attacking another teenager. Police were forced to fire upon him after Mr. Hizor tore the throat of the victim. He was hit 15 times in the chest and 6 in the head. The other victims of Mr. Hizors earlier attack have gone missing. Police officers Ch-" Jordan turned off the radio, he was tired of hearing the wild goose chase.

" o noo im a new cop to Las Vegas." He sat up " just got hired by the L.V.P.D and im jsut a little tired. Well i guess you can say i wonder about life. Im sort of an artist." He smiled " sorry if i go on about that. Im just trying to find my self while im still young , you know what i mean ?" He felt some what depressed and happy.

The two had made it to the Hotel with their luggage in hand and proceeded up to the front desk where someone was just standing there. "We have a card that says we have won a free room in some kind of contest. Some kind of Suite it says.." Jacob looked at Ben then back at the person in charge and then Ben remembered to hand over the card exclaiming that they were the winners of the room.

Derek waited at the elevator. As it opened a group of girls walked out of it. As they passed, Derek looked at their backsides. He grinned widely. Derek continued to watch them, as they opened their doors, right next to his room. He walked quickly back to his room, and opened the door. Jake was sitting on the couch, hugging a pillow, his eyes watery.

"Is that.... Opra," Derek said looking at the tv.

"Were are not only gunna give you a new bed, but 12, and thats not all, a new house!," Opra said, as the family jumped around.

"Are they building her a new house?" Derek asked.
"The entire family," Jake said.

Derek stood there for a second, and sniffled.

Jordan looked up to the two boys standing in-front of him asking for a room. He took the card from them.

"Okay boys, your in room 1406 on the 14th floor. Enjoy your stay. Hope you win the 10 million dollars."

He lifted up the keycard and waited for the boys to take it.

Jordan began to get nervous. In the past few hours, military looking men began checking into the resort.

"Jesus...Are they terrorists?!" Jordan thought.

They gladly accepted the card and proceeded over to the elevators. "Ben, when we are in the elevator.. if no one else is around I want you to hack into the system and change the winning room number to ours." Ben looked at him puzzled. "So what if we get caught we can pay bail?" Jacob laughed and remembered just how much hacking can get you in prison. "Just do it." Ben sighed. "Fine.." He accessed the data base and found the winning room number. "Well it's not ours and it looks like it's been locked down, this is kinda sloppy work but there is no way I am going to get around it with nothing but my laptop." Jacob sighed. "Oh well, Ten million isn't THAT much money." They got on the elevator and Ben pressed 14.

"Gimme your gun," Jake said to Derek.
"Why?" Derek asked.
"I need it for somthin," Jake replied. Derek grabbed his gun, and tossed it towards Jake. Jake pulled out his gun, and laid it down on the table, and grabbed a clip for the Derek's pistol. He opened the door, and went down to the reception office on the first floor.

"Hey, can you tell me were the nearest walgreens, or CVS is," Jake said to the front desk man.

Jordan took out his walkie-talkie and contacted Sam.

"Sam get down here. I think we have a problem. Over."
"Wait a second Jordan, I'm busy..."
"Thats disgusting Sam, not on the job, get your ass down here. Over."
"Fine Hitler. I'll be right there! Over and out."

Jordan then contacted Tom, the technician and computer expert.

"Tom, could you please found out information about the last several people that checked in. Not the young girls or the older men."
"I'll get right on it Jordan. Oh by the way, thanks for the donuts. Very tasty," Tom replied.

After about 10 minutes, Tom contacted him again.

"Your not going to believe this Jordan, we got some interesting characters here."
Jordan quickly responded, "What do we got?"
"Alright, we have a Mr. Thyssen, a former military with some experience in close-combat. We got a Mr. Jacob E. Book, a former military as well. His companion is a Mr. Sapp, not a big threat. Also we have a Rand S. a police officer, so make good friends with him. The most interesting piece of work here is a Mr. Jake Freeman. He has had some trouble with the police recently and multiple times in the past. His companion is his brother, Mr. Derek Freeman, with the same problems as his brother. You got a interesting pack coming in Jordan, watch out. Keep a eye on them. You've seen the movies, a bunch of strange men come in, rob the place, kill all the security officials. But hey, those are movies, security can never aim worth a damn in movies."

"Thanks Tom, thanks a lot. Talk to you later." Jordan said quietly putting down his walkie-talkie, for one of the men was asking him a question.

"Sure thing sir, leave the building and take a right, keep going and it should be on the left. You will run into it."

He looked at his clock. 5:57 pm.

They both arrived at the room and opened the door with the key card. "Holy.. this place is great compared to where we live." Ben nodded. "Hell yeah. So what did you pack?" Jacob snickered. "The usual." A scowl crawled across Ben's face. "If you brought that damn shotgun I'm chunking it out the window." Jacob through his case on the bed. "Oh like you didn't bring a gun of your own." Ben opened his suitcase and let everything fall out but to his dismay a glock wrapped in a T-shirt hit the floor. "Damnit." Jacob jumped up off the bed laughing. "Ha you did bring one!" Ben looked worried. "This really doesn't seem like people should be yelling in a public place." Jacob thought for a moment. "Good point.. let's go to the bar." They both headed for the door. "My thoughts exactly."

"Thanks," Jake said smiling. He walked out the door, and felt the extreme heat. He went to his car, and drove down the street to the store.. He entered and started to browse the goods. He picked up a few items and went to the clerk. After she scanned the items she said,

"That'll be 20.43." He nodded, as she opened the cash register. He pulled out Derek's gun, and pointed it at her face.

"Empty it," Jake said, as he shot a security camera. She quickly handed him the money. He grabbed the most money he could, and shoved it into his pockets. He shot out of the door, and started running back to his car. An alarm went off. He quickly started his car, and started to drive towards the Phoenix. A police car pulled up to the walgreens. Jake found a parking place, and got out of his car. He ran towards the entrance, and hurried to the elevator.

Jacob and Ben were getting off of the elevator when someone ran towards them. Ben slapped the top floor button and hit the door close button also. "That'll make him slow down, prick." Jacob looked over at Ben and asked. "What has he done to you?" Ben laughed. "I don't know he'll probably be pissed because of that." Jacob sighed. "You think?" They both headed towards the bar like they had planned.

Jake almost made it to the elevator, as it closed.

"Damnit!," He shouted. He started to look for another elevator. Down the hall, another elevator opened. He pushed his way through, and pressed the five, and the door closed.

Jordan watched as one of the targets ran by and entered the elevator. Jordan arose from the front counter and put up a sign that he wrote in marker. "In the back. Will return in a moment." He then walked over the the men's locker room where most of the security guards sat around, watching tv, playing poker, and smoking. Jordan handed them printed papers with the guests info on it.

"Whats this?" one of the guards asked.
"We have some wanted in the building," Jordan told them.
"So what if a few guys have some military training. Not like their a threat," smirked a guard.
"Now tell me, why would so many people with alike backgrounds being staying at the same resort?"
"Umm because there is a 10 million dollar prize," replied another guard.
"I don't think so. Tonight lock the doors and let no one in or out. Remember those pictures. Don't let them escape. Watch them." Jordan demanded. "Well why you sitting there? Get up!"

The guards grabbed their 9mms and ran out of the locker room. They covered the exits, entrances, elevators and stairs.

"I got two at the pool. The cop and the close-combat man," reported one security official.
"I got two headed to the bar."
"Alright me, James and Ryan got the front door."

Walkie-talkie reports kept coming in. The security began to slowly lock-down the resort in secret, causing no suspicion.

"Alright guys, no one make a move, it is too dangerous. Be careful with the criminals and the reckless roommates. Once Rand is away from the pool, tell him of the situation, we could use his help. Watch out for the karate man with Rand. Alright boys, no firing unless fired on. Tomorrow morning we will make the move once Bill calls them down 9:00 am for the prize contest. Lets do this right. Over," Jordan said.

He took out his 9mm and checked the magazine. Full clip. He put it back in and sat at the front desk again, turning on the radio.

"well umm sir sorry but i wanna head back to my room i want to se if my friend is alright" He got up. He didnt mind the man but he was nervous about talking to a stanger bout his feelings. He figured he just walk to the bar. He made his way there.

Ben didn't even turn around, he kept walking beside Jacob. "They are watching us.. well you." Jacob laughed. "You're being paranoid again." Ben sighed. "I guess you are right. Oh gees I forgot my smokes. They don't sell any here either. I'll be back man just heading to the store real quick. Get me a Sam Adams for when I get back too" Jacob couldn't help but laugh as he walked on. "Will do bro!" He made it to the bar while Ben just made it to the front doors.

The elevator doors opened up, and he darted to his room. He dropped his key, as he panicked to stick it in there. Derek opened the door, and let him in, and closed it. Jake went to his bed, and emptied his pockets.

He counted a total of 143 dollars.
"Were'd you get that from?" Derek asked.
"A store," Jake said."But on the way back here, a couple of pricks closed the elevator as I tried to get in. If I ever meet em again, Im gunna splatter their brains all over their mothers." Derek grimaced at the thought. He hated blood.
"I need you to go downstairs, and see if any cops are coming." Jake demanded."And while your down there, go toss away some of our money at the casino." Derek tried to argue, but Jake always won.

Derek grabbed the 143 dollars, and went down stairs. He went to the doors, and began to open them.

"This is Sam. We have Rand on the move. Making contact. Over."

Sam began to walk towards Rand, he hurried to intercept him before he reached the bar.

"Excuse me sir, but Mr.Fox, the head of security, needs you at the front desk. It's important."

Sam then turned and walked back to his area.

"This is Dylan. We got Ben Sapp here. Over, making contact." Dylan motioned for Leo and Tyler. "Excuse me Mr.Sapp, we need you to come with us to the front desk."

"This is Chris here. Derek on the move. Approaching," he called for three other guards. "Mr.Freeman! We need you to come with us to the front desk."

Ben reached the doors and found them locked. "Damn.." He grabbed a walkie out of his pocket and clicked the button. "Jake we have been locked in.. keep on edge." The walkie crackled back. "Will do man." He turned to the guard and went willingly. "Yes, sir."

"Ah shit," Derek said, walking to the desk."Whats wrong now?

"Hello, I'm Jordan Fox. We have met. We know what you and your brother are up too, both of you. If you do not mind taking a seat behind me, we will clear this up. Same with you Mr.Sapp, take a seat."

Derek grinned.

"What's the problem officer.. or should I say security," Derek said the last part harshly. He did not care for security. They could not shoot worth crap. Or at least he thought they couldn't.

Sapp sat down in the seat and watched the guards walk by. He grabbed the talkie from his pocket and clicked the button. "Jake get to the room now!" Jacob's head shot up and he started to move quickly to the elevators. He reached them and go inside and pressed 14. Ben dropped the talkie and continued to watch the guards.

"Very funny young man. You can be a comidian...in jail." directing it to Freeman, "Now, do any of you have a gun with you or in your room?" Jordan asked Freeman and Sapp.

"Why yes actually, a shotgun, two pistols, 90 shells, and 30 clips." He grinned as he knew by this time Jacob had already made it to the room to stash the guns in discrete hiding places. The first place he hid the shot gun was behind a ceiling panel in the bath room and he hid the two pistols in a tear he made in the mattress.

"I'm afraid not sir," Derek said popping his feet on the desk." Now why would i be bringing a gun to Las Vegas. Me and my bro only want to waste our well earned money. We don't even own a gun, let alone an pellet gun."

Coddy entered the room. Just as Cy was just finishing up some exorcises.
"Hey Pop lets go get some food im starving"
"alright" Cy replied "let me take a shower"

as his dad took a shower coddy turned on the T.V.

"In the news, a boy brought in to the L.V.General Hospital attacks Dr. and vacates premises. The Dr. is in Stable condition but seems to be suffering from High fever and extreme infection were the young boy bit him. There is a A.P.B. out for the boy who apparently is mentally ill. Any one seeing the boy should avoid him and contact L.V.P.D."

"Dad you gotta see this. There is some psycho kid running around biting people" coddy exclaimed in an excited tone.

Cy, toweling of commented. "Its Las Vegas. There are all kinds of wacky crap going on"

"A very honest man indeed. You may go to your room. We have no authorization to arrest you. The police will be here in the morning." Jordan nodded to Sapp.

"As for Derek. Do you really think two criminals with your history wouldn't bring a gun? Go to your room."

"The both of you are not allowed out of your room with your brothers. Stay there and await till tomorrow morning. You guys are under arrest for bring a weapon to a public area. And trust me," Jordan leaned in "Don't make a wrong move, this is no movie, 4 men with guns isn't going to get past 35 men with guns. Trust me." Jordan grinned. "Now get out of here."

He looked at his watch, 7:40 pm. The cops would arrive at 9:00am tomorrow.

Jacob had just entered the main room and met up with Ben. He slipped him one of the pistols and it was hard to see but some could tell that Jacob had the other. "Tonight is really ****ed up man... and I don't have any smokes." Jacob looked around. "What are we gonna do?" Ben shrugged and started to walk towards the pool. "I don't know about you but I'm going to the pool." Jacob sighed. "Might as well join you."

Derek popped up, and started walking towards the elevator.

"Not like the first time I've been arrested. I would have your badge number, to come after you after I get out, but it looks like you don't have one." Derek chuckled, and closed the elevator.

Jordan turned to the other guards. "Whats with the police? Are they seriously coming tomorrow?"
"Nah, we just want the guys to make a mistake, you know? Wound a guard or something, so we can shoot them. They have SWAT on stand-by," Sam replied.
"But you know me, they want to take a stick of bubblegum out of their pocket.." Jordan made a pistol movement with his fingers. "Clear?"
"What about the other man and his son?"
"Don't worry about them, worry about these men."

Jordan returned to his seat at the front desk, and the rest of the guards scrambled around, hands on their 9mms.

Derek opened the door to his room.

"What happened?" Jake asked.

"Oh nothin, no cops coming. The security are watching our room though," Derek replied, plopping down on his bed, and laid the snub nosed magnum on the table.

"Well," Jake said, twirling his gun." I think I'm goin to the resteraunt." He placed his gun on the bed, and walked out the room.

Jacob sat down on one of the chairs next to the pool while Ben was flirting with a few girls that looked to be in their twenties. "That's just like you man." He sighed and laid back on the seat and stared up at the night sky.

Jordan sat there. He was angry that he had to stay the night at the hotel. He turned on the radio.

"-he bitten cops have been fou-" He turned off the radio and turned on the TV.
"-ops seen biting other civi-" He turned off the TV. What was with this biting story? It was getting lame, and the news was the only he ever watched. 8:22 pm. Time was passing by slowly...

"Alright, thats it, I'm going out. I'm going to get some asian food. I can't stand it here," Jordan told the other guards.
"At 8:25?" asked Sam.
"Yes, at 8:25. Watch the prisoners," Jordan grinned and left the front door and got into his camaro.

Two guards approached Sam, who was now in charge since Jordan was gone.

"All doors are sealed, they cannot escape unless they come through here...Or jump of the top of the building and pray the survive 15 stories," said one of the guards.
"Alright good..Are the doors even bullet proof?"
"Sir..Their metal and require keycards to open. The brothers keycards have been limited to only access their rooms."

Jake stopped at the front desk. It was a different man this time. He was glad.

"Excuse me, but who were those two men who closed the elevator infront of me earlier?"

As Cy and Coddy made their way to the restaurant they saw the security officer.

"Hang on son I want to say something to the Security Officer"

"Excuse me Sir, I know you have a lot of responsibilities going on here but i wanted to ask if you could keep a close eye on my room. I have some very valuable objects that I feel very nervous about leaving. I would be indebted to you. I dont want to insult you but i will give you $50 if you pay extra attention to it for me"

Cy said hoping the Guard would be so kind as to watch out for him.

Dylan was now in charge of the front desk. He answered Mr.Freeman.
"Those two men are Mr. Sapp and his friend, I do not know his name, for I have not seen him. Now get out of here."

Dylan then turned to the older man with his son, "Sure thing sir." He motioned, "Chris and Ryan, go watch this good mans room."

"Thanks," Jake said, and he headed for the restraunt inside the casino. The host showed him to his seat with respect. He opened his menu, and started to browse. He got a glass of rootbeer, and ordered a cheeseburger. He did not drink, or smoke. It would shorten his life, and it would probably be pretty short. After a short time his food arrived, and he began to chow down.

As he ate he noticed a variety of people. He did not care for them, and continued to eat.

Meanwhile Derek was in his room. He looked out his window, and saw a 1968 camaro pull out of the lot.

"Nice car," He said, and started to watch tv.

Jordan drove to the near-by chinese fast food. As he parked the car he noticed something strange. The building seemed rather empty, and he didn't see any cashiers.

"What the hell...They are always open at this time...Why are the lights on anyway?" he thought to himself. Jordan got out of his car and entered the store. Ding! The bell on the door rang.

"Ummm hello?" He approached the counter and looked around. "I said hello! I have money! I want food!" He backed away from the counter and looked out the windows. "What the f-" Outside, by the dumpster stood a man eating. "Is he eating a chicken wing? Outside? At.." Jordan looked at his clock, "9:02 at night?!" He left the restuarant and went to the man. "I want some food." The man just stood there, eating with his back turned. "Hey I want some fo-" Jordan grabbed the man. The man quickly twisted around and hit Jordan in the face, sending him stumbling. "A'ight man, lets dance," Jordan raised his fists. He had took boxing through-out middle school and high school. The man leaped at him, Jordan dodged and began to strike the man, with quick jabs in the face and in stomach. It wasn't working. The man just got back up and kept attacking Jordan. "Someone has some massive endurance." Jordan thought to himself, "Screw this!" He kicked the man in the chest and fled to his car. He started it up and quickly began to drive to the resort.

As Cy and hi son sat down to eat the looked at the menu's

"I heard there was some kinda contest going on here for big money"
Coddy said not looking up from the menu.

"I dont know . I made the reservations 3 months ago. Whats it about"
Cy said folding the menu, making his decision on what he planned to eat.

"I think it like a raffle. They pick a room and if your in it you win" Coddy replied with a smile hopeful that they would win

"Lets hope we have some luck this weak then son"

Jacob stood up from where he was sitting because his phone lit up with a text message. It read, "Dude, something really F'ed is going on man. People keep disappearing and I can't find my sister anywhere." Jacob looked at the message but before he could respond his phone rang and he answered.

Jacob-"Hello?"

Joseph-"Dude my sis just bit me!"

Jacob-"Marissa bit you!?"

Joseph-"Yeah it won't stop bleeding either.. she tore a chunk of flesh out.

Jacob-"Wear is she now?"

Joseph-"I locked her in the bedroom but she is really hitting the door hard.. I can hear the wood start to splinter sometimes."

Jacob-"Man, that is crazy. Call me back if something else happens."

Joseph-"Will do bro. Peace."

The phone clicked out and Jacob sat back down. "Some pretty messed up people out there these days.. but Marissa was so normal."

Jake finished his meal, and looked up. The waitresses, and host were all busy. He got up, and quickly left the restraunt. He kept looking back as he was walking away. The elevator door started to close, and Jake jumped in, as it was. He headed back for his room, and opened the door. Derek was already asleep, so Jake hopped into his bed, and quickly fell asleep.

Jordan pulled up to The Golden Phoenix's parking lot. He exiting the car in a hurry. His mind was racing..What the hell just happened? He knocked on the door of the resort and Sam opened.

"Are you high?" he quickly asked after examining Jordan.
"You know..I'm not really sure..." Jordan answered. He grabbed a key to one of the rooms.
"Where are you going?"
"To bed."
"Oh..And we get to stand here and guard the entrance?" Sam angrily asked.
"Umm someones got to guard the door, your just jealos I thought of sleeping first."
"Thats not funny Jordan!" Sam yelled after him.

Jordan went to one of the rooms on the bottom floor. One of the young girls questioned him.
"Excuse me mister, but why can't we leave, is it cause people are getting bitten?"
"No maam. Just cause a few looneys get bitten doesn't mean everyone is gunna start biting."
"Oh okay thank you."

Jordan stared after her. He sighed. He unlocked the door to his room and jumped onto the bed and stared at the ceiling. Before who could keep on thinking, he fell asleep.

As Jacob laid there he slowly started to drift off to sleep, but before he went to sleep he saw Ben sitting against a wall already asleep. "Huh... lightweight..." Before he could do anything he had fallen asleep.

He looked at the sercurity guard " o if its about my firearm dont worry its out of reach and im a police officer." He smiled as he said that. Not knowing what the man wanted. He had the feeling that somthing was terribly wrong. His instinct was usually right and that is what puts fear in himself.

At 4:32 a.m.

Jacob's phone started to ring and he quickly woke up and pulled it ot of his pocket. It was Joseph calling again.

Jacob-"Hello..?"

Joseph-"I killed her..."

Jacob-"What?"

Joseph-"She got out of the room and bit me again and I broke her neck on accident... *crying*"

Jacob-"You killed Marissa?"

Joseph-*Sounds of puking and moaning* Oh god... I've been puking up so much blood and I feel so light headed.."

Jacob-"You need to a doc man.."

Joseph-"..."

Jacob-"You there?"

The phone clicked off and said the call had ended. "That was strange.." He walked over to where Ben was and woke him up trying to get him to head up to there room. They both walked to the elevators and went to the 14th floor where they entered their room again and Ben fell fast asleep but Jacob would not be able to sleep for the rest of the night.

Cy and Coddy made their way back to the room. They met the Guards

"Thank you gentleman for watching my our room"
and he handed them the $50 bucks he promised

As they made their way into the room Coddy commented
"That was some pretty good food. Im stuffed"

"Yeh it was good. I am full too. lets get some sleep. We have to get up early and sort out what we are going to take to display tomorrow at the Expo. Set the alarm for 7:00A.M. and turn off the light when you are done"

"Yes Sir" Coddy replied

Originally posted by 1337MasterNinj4
At 4:32 a.m.

Jacob's phone started to ring and he quickly woke up and pulled it ot of his pocket. It was Joseph calling again.

Jacob-"Hello..?"

Joseph-"I killed her..."

Jacob-"What?"

Joseph-"She got out of the room and bit me again and I broke her neck on accident... *crying*"

Jacob-"You killed Marissa?"

Joseph-*Sounds of puking and moaning* Oh god... I've been puking up so much blood and I feel so light headed.."

Jacob-"You need to a doc man.."

Joseph-"..."

Jacob-"You there?"

The phone clicked off and said the call had ended. "That was strange.." He walked over to where Ben was and woke him up trying to get him to head up to there room. They both walked to the elevators and went to the 14th floor where they entered their room again and Ben fell fast asleep but Jacob would not be able to sleep for the rest of the night.

hey we gotta wait for other people to post now, dont want them behind!

Originally posted by android217
hey we gotta wait for other people to post now, dont want them behind!

((I know that is where I am leaving off until everyone else is ready.))

(( yea for rizo im afriad if i go to bed ill wake up and there will be zombies everywhere >.> ............in the RP i mean lol))

Jordan awoke the next morning at 7:34 AM. It was a good sleep, he needed it after all the commotion. Already in his uniform, all he did was get up, make the bed and leave the room.

"Hey Jordan, how was it?" asked Sam.
"I needed it. Did the police come to pick up the Freemans and the others?" Jordan replied.
"Thats the thing Jordan...They never came during the night, and we have been calling them...They won't pick up...And look outside..." Sam studdered.

Jordan walked to the front door, and looked out its window. There were no cars driving by and no one to be seen.

"Maybe it's too early...." Jordan thought to himself.
"Its been like this all night, I only saw 2 cars drive by, one around 10 oclock, and another around 1, but it crashed nearby. We checked it, but no one was inside the car, and the door was open," Sam said.
"You think theres a marshall law in effect? You think the military is here?"
"I dunno Jordan..If the military was here, we would have seen them."
"Don't let anyone leave the building. I'm going to eat breakfast."
"Jordan! This isn't the time to eat!" Sam yelled after.
"Oh yes it is! It's 7:38!"

Since no one was allowed to leave last night, many of the restuarant employees sat in chairs asleep. Jordan sat down, and an awake waiter brought him coffee and a menu.

"Thanks," was Jordan's reply.

As he sat there, a group of guests approached him.

"Excuse me! But I'd like to leave the building! I didn't come to Vegas to be locked-up in hotel!"
"Yea! Open the doors!"
"Don't make me call my lawyer!"
"I will sue you!"
"What is going on!!?"

They all began to comment and yell at Jordan. Unprepared and annoyed, Jordan replied.

"Fine!!! It was for your own safety! But if you won't shut the hell up! Get out! Sam open the doors and let these guests out!"
"Thats no way to treat guests!" yelled one of the old men.
"Do you know what kind of night I've had? I was attacked by a chinese restuarant worker, and I have to take care of the criminals that are here."
"There are criminals staying at this hotel!? And your not doing anything!?" asked a woman.
"We are taking care of it," Jordan angrily answered.
"How? Your sitting there drinking coffee waiting for breakfast! Thats not taking care of it!"
"Didn't you guys want to leave a few minutes ago? Leave this room, take a left, and you'll see the front door, it's the one with many guards by it."

They all continued to yell and complain at him, but he got up, ignored them, and went to his desk at the front, drinking his coffee.

((So many signed up yet so few actually followed through. ))

7:31 a.m.
Ben awoke and sat up on the side of the bed and just looked around for a good minute or two before Jacob finally spoke. "No one is on the streets and there no cars what so ever." Ben looks puzzled and walked over to the window where Jacob was standing. "Wow that's a first.. you pull an all nighter?" Jacob just looked at the ground. "Joseph killed his sister." Ben's eyes got wide and his jaw dropped. "Why did he do that?" Jacob just shrugged. "She went crazy that everyone else that has been biting people." Ben made sure he still had his gun on him before heading towards the door. "Come one let's get some breakfast I'm tired of hearing that stupid bite story." Jacob followed along behind him making sure his weapon was securely on him.

furious ]

((Well maybe we can keep the regulars that we had last night.))

(( that what happens to my RP's 100 peps sign up 4 post btw i can control Camille till she comes back)) Rand woke up early. He just looked outside the window. Thesky was a redish color. He checked his gun. He took the 2 clips out. He took apart th gun and placed it back together agian cleaning all the parts. It was perfect and ready to be fired.

There was a knock on the door. He opened it "Camille !?!? hat are you doing here " He huged her in relief. She huged back " i saw you walk in last night , but i was kinda busy so i figured id come by now. Seeing as i know you dont sleep late." He smiled " you notice the sky yet ?" She shivered " yea give me the creeps" He smiled " well come in" He closed and locked the door. " Ever since i took this job .....i just been to tired." He looked in Camilles eyes and for the first time he felt love.

Jacob was holding his cell and dialing various numbers but could get no answer and kept getting the same message. *"Sorry but we can carry your call through successfully. Please try again later."* "Piece of.." Right as he was talking he heard the T.V. on. -Reports of bitings all across the mid-west and even a few cases in the more southern regions have emerged. This phenomenon seems to be striking at the nation all over. We are ever receiving reports of attacks in Pennsylvania. Though this the farthest North that attacks have been reported. More on this strange happenings we come back.- Jacob dropped his cell and started to run for the door leading out. "Jake if all this is happening what makes you think she is still alive out there?"He turned around. "Because I love her, she is all I have.. that is why I know that she is alive." Jacob started to resume his way towards the front door. "If you're going then I'm coming with you. We're bros till the end."

There was a knock on the door "check your TV channel news its important" The owner said. He turned it on. " my God what the hell is wrong with that body." They showed a cop " He was holding a axe i told him to drop his weapon. Once he started aproaching i shot him in the chest but he still came at me. It took 7 shots to kill him. Ive never acually felt so threatend in my life " He looked at Camille " whats going on here " She looked at Rand " i dont know but im not leaving here." Rand smiled " thats fine by me Camille " They huged eachother.

((Making her the damsel in distress I see =P))

Jacob and Ben approached the front doors but were stopped by two security officers. "What do mean I can't leave? Do you see ANYBODY out there... Where is everyone? If you don't step out of the way and let me through you're dead." At that he pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the guards face. Ben did the same but at a guard at the front desk. The guard grabbed his radio and called for help. -Anyone with experience get down to the lobby, we have a situation on our hands.- Ben just kept aiming and did not even as much as blink the entire time. "We're boned you know that right." Jacob smirked. "It was worth it."

Thunder roared. It started to rain a little " The sky is still blood red" He sat on his bed and took a deep breath. Camille sat next to him. " Rand ....were ganna be ok" He sighed " i dont know " He looked in her eyes and went into another world. He didnt even think about it. He just looked at her. He kissed her on the lips.

"Fine." Jacob put his gun back into his pocket and started to walk off towards the elevators. "I will find another way out, believe me." Ben followed along closely but kept facing that guards in case they used the situation to fire at them for the threat that they had made. "Well we're definitely going jail now. And all over because some crack heads are biting people. You are a real dumb ass you know?" Jacob just sighed. "Oh yeah I know... let's get back to room and just wait for the cops to come and get us.. this situation is just way too stressful for me." Ben chuckled. "At least it's not a zombie attack."

((I'll be cutting off here for now until the others make it back.))

I didn't sign up, but I'd like to play anyway

Main Character Name: Thomas
Job: Hitman.
Age: 27
Ethnicity: Asian
Height: 5' 6"
Weight: 150 lbs
Training: Stealth, minor pistol training, and chemistry (for poisons).
Other Companions: None.
Additional Information: He isn't very skilled with melee combat or particularly good with guns. He carries a small silenced pistol which carries 8 bullets and 2 spare clips everywhere, and even has a liscence for it. His main expertise is with tracking people and making poisons. He's heading to Las Vegas because of a target there.


Should I wait to be approved?

((Your right my person is being all weak, not funny at all,see me laughing..ha no ... one reson why i don't alow any one to control my charters only wild cherry and jenny or Red Spartan because ican trust they wount do nothing to me ....well no clue how to come in..sorry my day was busy for a while....i have till like 9 aclock tonight beofr e i go backout.))

(( Camille this isnt the place to talk about that i was being serious with your character now if you read my PM i TOLD you where you are. Theres no reason why you should be upset, i didnt kill your character. You want to talk more about PM me k were messing up the thread by OOC ))

" dammit " Rand got up and ran off. He ran down the stairs into the looby. " YOU CANT GO OUTSIDE" He flashed his badge " im a cop " He walked past them and stood in the ran " why ......cant i ever do anything right !" He saw cop cars and SWAT teams around the streets " what the hell ....." He looked in the ally by himself. There was somthing moaning in there. He slowley back up inside. He looked at the guards " lock the doors !" They put on the bolted locks " whats going on terrorists ?!"

Jordan got up and got on the intercom. It was 8:27 am.

"Everybody chill the hell out. We have a problem here. We cannot let anybody out. Got to your rooms till we can figure out what the hell is up."

Sam turned to Jordan, "Jordan, look at this."
Jordan walked over to Sam and looked at the security TV. On the camera, stumbled a man. Jordan got on his radio.

"I want every security official to come here right now," Jordan demanded, and in a instant, about 23 men caming running up to Jordan.
"Stand here." Jordan turned his head to the front door. He waited..Then the man on the camera came up to the door, and banged on it.

"Please.....open...the door...There...everywhere..." the man pleaded.

Jordan unlocked the front door to the Golden Phoenix, and the man entered and fell on the floor.

"Sam, go see if any of the guests are a doctor." Jordan commanded. He grabbed the man. "What the hell is going on?"

"Hell....is whats going on...." the man replied. He had several wounds on his arm and neck.

"What the hell does that mean!?" Jordan desperatly asked. Then the man's head fell back. Jordan stood up. The doctor came running.

"What is going on..." he thought.

(( first off all Camille told i could control hers for the time being thankyou)) Rand walked by the cafeteria he looked out the window. Somone bang agiasnt " AHH What the !" It banged on the window "what the hell is it !" He backed up , afriad the glass would break.

((It's funny how Cam doesn't want you to control her character anymore))

"Ben get up to the room get the shotgun.. I think there is a riot going on outside." Jacob ran towards the front area where the injured man was and all the commotion was going on. He refrained from revealing his weapon for a second time and waited, watching to see exactly what would happen. "He's hurt pretty bad.." Ben raced up the stairs towards the room until he arrived at the door. He fiddled around with his key card but just used a pen with an electrified tip to open the door. He rushed in and knocked the ceiling panel out of place and grabbed the shotgun. A transmission came through a wireless head set sitting on the bed that has the name "Book" on the side.

-We are being over run, this is the military out post. We urge everyone to stay inside and do no......*Static*"

Ben just stared at the head set for a moment before snapping back and grabbing it to.

Jordan sat down in his desk, as the doctor looked at the man..

"I haven't seen anything like this..Who would bite a man to death?" he asked.
"Only god knows," was Jordan's reply. Jordan watched as guests ran about wondering what was happening. He nodded at the guards. They began to draw their 9mms. Then Jordan nodded towards the locker-room. A few of them ran off to get the shotguns. Jordan was afraid the resort guests would turn to rioting. He didn't plan to lose guards because a few people wanted "to leave" Jordan didn't know what was truely going on, but he knew it wouldn't be smart to go outside, so he planned to not let any guests out..no matter what they did.

Several guards returned with combat shotguns. They all began to load them and make a wall in front of the door, facing the casino, elevators, and restuarant. No one in or out. Period. Jordan then walked down in between the gaps in the men, examining them. 35 men. 13 with shotguns. Rest with 9mms.

"Try to get out. Go for it," he muttered to himself looking down at his watch. 8:47 am.

Jacob walked over to where it looked like a man was giving orders to the rest of the guards. "Sir, what do you plan to do about the doors that lead to the back and the gates that lead out? In people might even try jumping the wall that is in the pool area." Ben ran up with the shot gun and Jacob took it and gave the second pistol to Ben. "We are volunteering to assist you keep the guests inside."

(( well try posting a time so i know maybe ? Survivor shut up and go get tasered by the drill sargent :P ))

((It's Red Spartan now not survivor. You don't see me going around calling you Gtg anymore))

((ok sooooorrryyyyy ))

As Thyssen was loading up the Go-mai-mogami-do armor he was planning to wear for his expo today, Coddy came running in from getting breakfast.

"Pop there is some heavy sh*@ going on outside. The guards are not letting any one out of the building."

"What" Thyssen exclaimed "We got to be at the ExpoCenter by 9:30"

Coddy catching his breath continued "Some guy came in all bloodied up saying hell was breaking lose , people are attacking each other. The Security called the cops but there is no answer and there are no cars outside"

What in the Hell is going on Thyssen thought "Lets go see whats happening"

Camille freaked she blinked both eyes as she was so mixed up.She shiverd she loved him but she wasnt ready for a kiss,well she thought.She heard a nosies in the lobie she grabed her wepons and walked into the lobie.She was looking around for any thing weird.

As Thyssen and his son walked down the hall he saw various people with guns in their hands. He thought "Great, a gun fight and all i have are swords"

He asked the nearest Security officer, holding a Shotgun.
"What is happening? I Are there riots outside?"

"I am sorry boys, but we don't need your help. This is the only door that really needs protection. The rest are made of metal, not even bullets can pass by, so I am sure anything won't come from there." Jordan told the two guys who offered assitance, "But you can make sure they do not open."

Then he turned to the two samurai's. "There are not riots going on, at least I don't think, but there has been some major problems in the last few hours, we advise everyone to stay put and wait for the police to come give us information. May I ask where you obtained that armor and weapons?"

He looked down at his watch. 8:55 am.

Jacob turned around when he heard someone walk into the lobby and recognized Camille. "Cam, why are you in Vegas?" He blinked before he realized how stupid that question must have sounded at the time. He made his way over to her and looked around at the rest of the security and civilians alike. "Something big is going down here..."

Jake and Derek woke up late. Jake looked out the window, and saw the blood red sky. He had a bad feeling. Jake grabbed his gun, and pulled out the clip to check it. He stuffed it in his coat pocket.

"Come on, were going to the lobby," Jake said to Derek. "And bring the magnum, call it intuition, but I feel really bad."

"Alright," Derek said, grabbing the magnum, and putting it in his pocket. They opened the door, and went to the lobby. It was full of people, cops and civilians.

"Jordan come here," Sam called.
"What is it?" Jordan asked.
"It's the body," Sam whispered.
"What about it?" Jordan whispered back.
"It's moving in the body bag."
"What? Is there an animal in there? He died. I saw him die," Jordan hastily whispered.
"No...Ever watch Dawn of the Dead?"
"You mean that movie from several years ago?" Jordan asked, "What does it have to do with all of this...? Oh wait....Hell no...Zombies aren't real. It's just like the tooth fairy."
"Jordan...What if I could prove the tooth fairy was real?" Sam seriously replied. He turned and walked to the locker room where they dragged the body. Sam held the door with his arm and pointed to the bag. Jordan walked in and kneeled closer to the bag. It stood still.
"Sam your a looney." Jordan got up and began to walk to the door. Sam grabbed Jordan's arm and nodded to the bag. Jordan turned his head around. The bag moved slightly.

"Sam...I really hope the tooth fairy isn't real..."

He walked into the lobby bathrooms. Afterwards he 2 guys carrying a body. After hearing them talking he followed them. He saw the body bag. He looked at them both. He didnt say anything. Rand moved closer and he saw the bag move " is somone in there ?" He said his hand on his holdster. HE had no idea

Jake saw all the security with guns. He gulped.

"I thought you said nothin happened," Jake said, starting to shake.
"Nothin did happen," Derek replied. Jake stuck his hand in his coat pocket. He did not pull the gun out, but he grabbed it, and held it tight. He wasn't going down without a fight.

Ben moved to a window that allowed you to view the front of the resort. "This isn't right.. body bags apparently moving and absolutely no one out on the streets or anything." He pocketed his pistol and looked over at Jacob. "I got your back bro. We need to stick together until all of this is cleared up." Jacob just nodded slowly.

(( ok ignore my post RED SPARTAN ))

((Your post had nothing to do with my guys situation. Not to mention my guys is perma-engaged in a convo with Cam till she gets back >.&lt)

(( IT CLEARLY SAYS MY CHARACTER ASKED WHATS GOING ON but w/e))

((WELL LIKE I SAID NOTHING TO DO WITH MY GUYS SITUATION. I'M MATCHING MINE AND MY FRIENDS PERSONALITIES FOR THIS RP.))

(( lol ok)) Rand hung out in the lobby. He looked at the stirn faces of the guards. He looked around until he saw Camille. Rand walked over to her slowly " im really sorry...... ive alone for so long." He frowned heavily " i just felt like i had to kiss you and im sorry it wont hapen agian."

((Thank you)) Jacob noticing Rand come took his chance to slip away and walk over to where Ben was standing. "So Ed.. what the plan?" Ben laughed remembering the old nick names that they used to have. "I don't know Shawn.. how about we go to the Winchester?" This made Jacob and Ben both burst into laughter as they started to walk off towards the bar, singing "Zombie Nation" loudly to imitate the old movie.

Jake felt better. The security had seen him and ignored him.

"Ima head to the bar, I'm yearnin for some scotch," Derek said. He walked down to the bar, and heard the song "Zombie Nation" being sung. He chuckled, bad singers. He ordered a glass of scotch on the rocks, and sat at the bar. He placed the glass down, and lit a cigarette. He blew out rings of smoke, and slowly drank his scotch.

Ben and Jacob both went behind the counter and go themselves a mug of beer each and sat one of the tables close to the wall. "Ah, time for nice, tasty, cold beer." Jacob took a long drink from the mug and then They both clinked the glasses together. "Cheers mate." They both took another long drink and whistled for another beer.

Somehow a few of the guests found out about the bodybag. Jordan and Sam discussed what to do with it.

"I say just leave it there, and don't open it," Sam suggested.
"Yea but we have some stupid guests, I'm sure they would open it," Jordan replied.
"Then what should we do?" Sam asked.

Jordan took out his 9mm. He pointed it at the bag then looked at Sam.

"Don't! The guests will get rowdy!" Sam shouted.
"They already are," Jordan grinned. He began to fire at the body, still looking at Sam. His facial expression was amusing. He flinched everytime the trigger was pulled. One clip was wasted.

"It's taken care of," Jordan said.
"You are one crazy mother f-"

Jordan shut the locker room door and went to the front of the lobby. He began to speak on the intercom.

"All guests to lobby, right now."

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Jake ducked as he heard the fire. He checked his chest and legs.

"No bullet holes, What were they shooting at?" Jake muttered quietly. He stood up to see a man on the intercom. Derek came walking in the lobby with his glass of scotch in his hand.

"Oh bloody hell what is it now?" Ben muttered to himself as he got up and started to walk towards the lobby. "Wait, wait, wait." Before he exited the bar he got one last mug of beer and chugged it down. "Ok good to go know." Jacob followed along with the same bored and tired expression that Ben had. "As soon we get a drink.. they call us right back in."

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were is everyone that said they were gunna play?

Thomas Wakayama stepped out of his car and into Las Vegas. He thought that it had a strange smell, but maybe there was pollution or something. He took out the papers for his next hit.

Someone shot my buddy... I'm not gonna be stupid enough to go kill him myself, and the cops here are too busy to do anything. The guy says he's "John Doe," but I doubt anyone would really have a name like that. He's staying at room 143 in the Holiday Inn at Las Vegas, Nevada. I want you to kill him in any way you can, preferably in a way that's quiet and hard to figure out. I'll pay you $600 in payments of $100 every day, until if you get the job done and I don't get in any trouble.

Thomas turned the sheet over and looked at the picture and address to contact the person by. He started heading through the door of the inn.
Inside the inn, he looked for a caretaker, but couldn't find one. He walked deeper inside the hotel, and for some reason, there were smears of dark red on the wall... sort of like blood... The stinky smell that Thomas smelt outside became even stronger. He soon started to see dead bodies. They seemed to be killed by a sword of decent length. "Must be my hit's doing..." he thought. More bodies were seen in the hallway, but these were ripped apart and partially eaten. "What on Earth would do something like this?" he thought. Never in his life had he seen anything as gruesome as that... Possibly in a zombie movie, but never in reality. He finally arrived at room 143. More bodies killed by a sword seemed to be there. By then, he had his silenced pistol out due to fear of how powerful "John Doe" might be. He was about to start trying to pick the door's lock, but then he saw what appeared to be a living person hovering over a dead one... crying?... Maybe.
Thomas whispered "Who are you?" very quietly. The person turned around and glared at him. The "person" had a windpipe in his mouth, and was eating it. Thomas almost gagged and shot the zombie right in the forehead. He panicked and knocked on the door. He hesitated for a moment and said "Housekeeping."

Thyssen and Coddy had gone back to their room.

"If there is a riot or some sort of terrorist attack we are going to be as prepared as we can." Thyssen said handing is son a suite of lamellar armor

"What good is this going to do against a bullet" Coddy said kinda sarcastically

"Nothing" Thyssen said "But it will stop a Baseball bat,knife, machete, or Ice pick, and severely hinder an axe blow"

"But i feel like a dork" Coddy said not wanting to put it on

"Put In on!!" His Father shouted " Some protection is better than none"

"Do I have to wear the helmet" Coddy said in a whiny voice

"Son please just humor me. All i want is for you to be safe. If it saves you from getting your brains bashed out , are you going to be worried about what you look like"

Whith that Coddy obeyed his father and put the Armor on.

"Here" Thyssen said "Use the Naginata. You can get them before they get close"

As he said this he heard the call over the intercom for all guests to come to the lobby.

"Lets go see whats up"Thyssen said grabbing his Bow and a Quiver of arrows and they went to see what the Hotel security had to say.

Jake and Derek laughed as the saw the two samuris entering the lobby. Derek lifted up his glass, and drank the last of the scotch. He put his cigarette out on the ice, and laid the glass on the table, and walked towards the samuri.

"Nice armor crouching tiger, or are you naturally that short," Derek said to the small one.

Jacob just laughed as he saw the two "samurai" enter the main lobby adn then Ben had a big smile on his face as he looked at them. "Oh, you want to be Samurai, yes?" Jacob scowled. "How long are you gonna keep that alive?" Ben laughed even harder. "As long as I can." Jacob smirked. "Don't make me call your mom and have her come visit." Ben eyes widened. "Woah, woah, ok dude I'm sorry. No need to do anything like that."

"Pay no attention to the man Son" Thyssen said in regards to the rude comments. "From the stench of alcohol, its apparent he has no control of his wits. He will be one of the 1st to die"

(( wtf is with the swords and arrows ? this is a zombie rp >=[ and did you guys activate the zombies ?))

Camille leaned on the wall she looked at her gun,makeing sure its fully loaded.She smirked as she seen the carved words in it,"My daughter,cam,ur dad". It shined lightly she couldnt help but smile as the memmories came back.He had gave this gun to her for safty,ever since he had moved so far away and left her behind this gun became her life. She looked around to see if it was safe to move she seem like something wrong was about to happen.

Ben looked at Thyssen. "Oi, prick who you saying is going to die first?" Jacob sighed deeply. "Can you anywhere without embarrassing the BOTH of us?" Ben laughed and checked to make sure his gun was ready in case anything came up. "You know that, that is impossible." He yawned and waited for something to happen so that some entertainment could be achieved.

Originally posted by Matroshka
(( wtf is with the swords and arrows ? this is a zombie rp >=

zombies coming in like 2 minutes

Jordan called out to the crowd.

"It is good that all of you are here. There has been some issues going on lately. I'm not sure what it i-"
"Hey look its Bill!" yelled one of the guards.

Jordan turned around. There stood Bill outside of the door. Jordan went to the door to open it when he stopped. Out came out more people, slowly walking to the resort.

"What the hell...? Bill you have 3 seconds to say 'Open the door'" Jordan waited, "3.....2....1..." Jordan drew his 9mm. "Everybody!! Get to your rooms!" Jordan began to yell. He began to slowly back up. The other guards aimed their guns and backed up as well. "Go! Run get to your rooms!" Civilians, or what ever they were now, began to walk to The Golden Phoenix's door. They banged. They use their arms and their heads, and they continued to bang on the door's window.

"Jesus...What is going on!??!" Sam yelled.

Hey, sorry I didn't sign up for this a while ago, but I'd like to join still...if I can heres my sheet and first post.

Main Character Name: Kiyoshi Yamanashi(alias John Doe)
Job: Yakuza member
Age: 23
Ethnicity: asian
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 157
Training: horrible pistol, good katana
Additional Information: he carries a katana and pistol for protection against other gangs. When trying to shoot out a sniper with his pistol he accidently shot someone else in plain view of a police officer. He ran and got away but has had to be in hiding for a while. He has been hiding in room 143 of a Holiday Inn in Las Vegas.

Kiyoshi heard a knock on the door and someone said "Housekeeping". That really confused him considering that he knew everyone here was either dead or a zombie...but zombies don't talk, so he wondered who it could be. He slowly got up, holding his katana in one hand he slowly approached the door without making a sound. "Who are you? I know there aren't any housekeeping people left, they're all dead."

Jake stared at the banging people. He noticed everyone was watching them too. He sprinted towards the elevator, and let Derek in, and closed the elevator, just as people started to get nervous. Both of them laughed. Jake took out his pistol in case more were upstairs.

Ben noticed the commotion and flipped a long table that he standing near on it's side and got down in an aiming position. "Jake, chick that Jake knows, guy that was talking to the chick that Jake knows. ((Cam and Rand.)) Get over here and take cover!" Jacob ran to where the table was and held his shotgun over the top and aimed it at the door. "This is useless give me a pistol." Ben pulled the other pistol out of his pocket and handed it to Jake. "Any extra clips?" Ben just looked straight ahead at the door. "In the room..."

Thomas was relieved that someone was there... even though he had to kill him. "I'm Thomas Wakayama, but we can get to introductions once I'm in there."

Jordan stared at the door. "There is too many..Theres like 70 out there...They break in..We are all going to die," Jordan thought.

"I declare a new rule boys! Everyman for himself! Those doors break, they will rush us, they will overwhelm us. You take as many as you can and run, for I will," Jordan yelled, "Yeehaw! This is better than the video games!"
"Jordan! Have you lost it!?" Sam yelled at him.

The guards began to look at each other, not trusting any of them to fight. Jordan grabbed Sam to the side.

"Listen Sam, your my best friend here in Vegas, I am going to fight as long as I can, then I'm going to run to the locker room, please..Go there..." Jordan pleaded.

The door began to crack as the 'zombies' continusly hit it.

Kiyoshi obviously was suspicious of this even though it was a fellow human."I'm not going to just let you in here...since you're out there you obviously can see whats going on. I have a few questions...first of all, what are you doing here? Second of all have you been bitten or scratched or anything by those...things?"

He was by the table and a person banged on it blood on the window. " jesus christ !" The thing banged harder. He walked backwards and looked around " Camille where are you !" He said backing up toward the stairs. He couldnt sdee her but he knew the zombies will break threw soon. " We have no where to go !!!" The zombies were busting the glass " o my god !" He aimed at the window waiting to kill the first zombie " 2 clips 12 bullets each God help me" He kissed the crooss he wore.

"Holly Sh%# dad what is going on" Coddy yelled, the fear making his voice crack

"My god " Thyssen said in disbelief "I have no idea, but we are in a 1st floor room with a window.I dont think we will be any safer there. Lets get behind the bar and see what happens"

Jake and Derek waited for the elevator to open. Both had their guns out and ready to fire. As the door opened, an old man stood in front of them. Derek didn't hesitate, and shot the man in the chest. He cried in agony. Derek saw what looked like two people, but he ignored it.

"What the hell!?," Jake yelled. The old man was holding his chest, and crying for help.

"He might have been one of those things," Derek yelled back."No ones gunna no." He looked down at the old man, and fired a round in his head. Derek grabbed the body by the arms, and dragged it to his room. He broke the window, and threw the body out.

Thomas had to think of a lie for the first question. "It's Vegas. People are here all the time, and I needed a place to stay... And your door's the least bloody." The second question was much easier to answer. "Haven't been bitten or scratched."

Kiyoshi stood there puzzled for a second but went against his paranoid instinct and opened the door "That still doesn't make any sense, but get in here before you attract more of them."

Rand saw Camille. She ran over " whats going on !?" Rand looked around " the elevator !" They both bolted to it. Rand saw the body of the old man " what ?...." He looked at the two in the elevator " lets take the stairs ...." She started to walk to them " yaaa lets go " They both opened the door and ran up the stairs " in my room is my car keys. we may be able to drive out of here !" They reached the room. He closed and locked the door. HE grabed his keys n other items " Camille you ready ?" She gave a sigh " yes"