Zompocalypse IC

[Odin the Ignoble]

The Kraft Plant

Mohawk climbs out of the back of Mike's car and walks over to where Betsy and Gordon have parked, still clutching his sledgehammer. He smiles his most charming smile, "Hey, Betsy. Could you do us a favor? The gates locked, so... If you could just drive your car through the gate..." Seeing Gordon in the back he extends his hand through the window for a handshake. "I'm Daniel," he points to the hairy individual riding shotgun in Mike's car. "That's Spencer." he gestures tot he last occupant of Mike's vehicle. "I'm not sure who that is but he's with us."

Betsy's response isn't what Daniel was hoping for. "I'm not going to hurt my car driving through the gate. Ask him to do it, ask your friend Mike to do it." Betsy pets the steering wheel affectionately.

Daniel shakes his head. "Pleeease? Mike already said no."

Besty once again refuses to ram the gate.

Daniel turns on his heels without another word and walks directly up to the locked gate. He swings his hammer with all his strength, but misses the lock completely, taking some links out of the chain link fence. In Mike's car Spencer starts laughing at Daniel's failure. Daniel swings again, this time hitting the lock, but fails to break it. Spencer climbs out of Mike's car, moving to give Daniel a hand. "Here let me try." Daniel shakes his head and swings again, still failing to break the lock. "Jesus Christ man! Let me try!" Ignoring Spencer's comment he swings once more, this time breaking the lock. He then pulls the broken lock off and pushes the gate open. Daniel and Spencer wave the cars through.

During the struggle with the lock, several other cars pull up to the gate, all of them appear to be more students from parkland. Within a few minutes there are a half dozen cars in the Kraft plants back parking lot, and twentyish students students looking around for direction.

Daniel climbs atop the hood of a nearby car. "Does anyone here know how to drive a semi? Or for that matter know how to hot wire one? If not we'll have to start searching the building for keys."

Bill's House


The men at the fence stay where they are, putting rounds into the ever increasing numbers of the undead heading towards the crowd.

The rest of the combatants gather around, listening to Padre's words. A few more people come out of the houses, carrying more improvised weapons, but most of the women children and elderly stay inside the houses but strain to hear Padre's words.

Many in the crowd are looking for an authority figure, any authority, to lead them. Others seem much more skeptical of Padre's plan, and for that matter sanity.

"What radio station? Parkland's?"
"How are we going to get there?"
"I can't believe your listening to this guy?"
"We should stay here!"

Soon all the shouted comments and queries bleed into one another, and the crowd's babbling becomes louder and louder as everyone tries to be heard over the sounds of gunfire and the shots of the others.

The Ultimate Frisbee team looks to their captain, who called them all here for guidance.

The violent knife wielding man lurches upright, the zombie he was pummeling has finally stopped moving. With another incoherent scream of rage, he runs towards the oncoming zombies intent on finding another victim.

[BizzaroStormy]

The Kraft Plant

Come on, who doesn't know how to hotwire a car these days? Ya just pull the ignition wires out and touch them till the car starts. We can pretty much get two people to do that. How about...you...he says pointing to [Database Error] ...and Betsy? The rest of us can start loading the trucks up...looks like its gonna be mac n' cheese for a while.

[Odin the Ignoble]

Kraft Plant

Daniel starts climbing down from the hood of the car, he turns to Mike. "Why don't you show some people how to hotwire? I don't think they We can start looking through the trucks some of them are bound to be loaded already. That way we can save time."

The student/raiders spread out opening the backs of trucks, and announcing their finds. "Velveeta!" "A1 Steak sauce!" "Get a load of my nuts! I mean Planters!" "Coffee!" "Oreos!" "Mac'n Cheese!" "5,000 gallons of MSG!"

"Hey guys?!" Cries one of their number. "We've got biters!" Sure enough two of the undead are leaning against the south side of the fence, they've pressed themselves against the fence and are straining in vain to push their way through the chain links. Behind them a half dozen more are aproaching the fence.

[BizzaroStormy]

The Kraft Plant

After showing a couple of people the finer points of hotwiring, Mike goes aback to assisting with the loading, making sure to stock plenty of A1 and coffee. When the zombies begin their push on the fence Mike doesn't seem worried at all. I'll handle it, you just keep loading up supplies. With that, Mike jumps into one of the semis without a trailer and hotwires it. As the engine turns over, he puts it into gear, he turns about and charges the truck towards the zombies, honking the horn just for fun.

[Highwarlord]

Bill's House

Delbert slowly nods as Padre talks, his respect finally earned by this strange man.
"The crazy old guy's right, for once. If we can take the radio station and survive there, we have a real shot at rebuilding. Without some sort of organization, we're not going to be able to last. This insanity that's sweeping through this town, this country, it's not going to go away by itself. We've beaten teams that were better than us, not because we were stronger, faster, or even wanted it more. We win . . . humans win, because we're organized. "
He looks around at the babbling crowd. "And this? This is what kills us. Follow me."

Delbert and whatever members of his team will follow him push their way through the crowd to stand beside Padre. He gives out a loud yell of "WE will!" before grabbing a gun and joining the men who are engaged in battle with the approaching biters.

[Calinero]

Gordon blinks. He has been helping to find whatever food he can, but the arrival of the zombies startled him. No one else seemed to be too concerned...should he be? It looked as though someone was trying to....ram them with a truck?

He turns to Betsy.

"Should we be doing something about those z--things?"

[Odin the Ignoble]

((Sorry I didn't get this up sooner. I meant to do it last night, but the forum was acting up.))

Bill's House

Following Delbert and the Frisbee team's example, the rest of the crowd takes up the cry of "We will!" and surges forward towards the zombies. The men firing form the fence stoop shooting as the crowd surges forward, afraid to hit the living instead of the dead.

The armed mob takes out dozens of the undead and continue onwards sweeping down the street, bludgeoning and slashing as they go. The impetuous charge craries them three blocks an into increasing numbers of the undead. The realization that they are becoming increasing separated from those they left behind slows their advance far more quickly than the actual undead. The crowd halts, wavering once more, this time between the decision to press on or return to protect their friends and family. One man continues forward despite the slowing down of the rest of the charge, slashing at the dead with a knife.

Back at the house Bill and some of the gunmen from the fence start directing people to pack cars and prepare for their exodus. Noncombatants flood back into the street, filling cars and pulling vehicles into a make shift caravan.

Kraft Plant

Betsy opens another trailer to reveal more Maxwell House Coffee. "No, we'll be fine, they'll never make it through the fence." She spares a glance looking in the direction of the undead. "What's he doing?" Others stop packing to look at Mike's headlong rush towards the fence. "He's not going to take out the fence is he?"

The distance between Mike and the fence decreases rapidly. The undead remain where they are despite the blaring of the truck's horn. With a crash, the truck slams through the fence, and into the dead on the other side. Several heads slam against the front of the semi and burst like ripe melons, other bodies impact the fence being carried by the truck and get carried forward in the headlong rush.

The truck continues it's path forward, carrying a section of fens and several corpses, both animate and truly dead with it. It bounces over a curb and into the street, rapidly approaching a deserted McDonald's on the other side.

Seeing Mike's actions, Spencer turns around and bellows to the crowd. "Finish up what your doing, we're getting out of here! Now!"

[Highwarlord]

Lifting a fist in the air, Delbert yells "Stack up! Ho!*" and draws back with the rest of his team. Those with guns continue to fire at the undead as they walk backwards towards the caravan, holding fire whenever someone steps in front of them or they don't have a clear shot at the 'biters'.

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A stack is an offensive position in Ultimate. A "ho-stack" or horizontal stack is a horizontal line arranged like this with seven people:
*. *. *. *

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The three in the back would be the 'handlers' (those better at throwing) or in this case the ones with the larger guns. Since there is most likely more than seven ultimate players, it would just be alternating with one more person in the front line than the back line.

[Rutskarn]

Padre moves alongside Delbert.

"When we've prepared to go, I will journey by your side."

After saying this, he turns aside, leafing through a nearby map book looking for the nearest radio station.

[BizzaroStormy]

((DAmn forums...wouldnt let me post last night))

Kraft Plant 2: Electric Boogaloo

Mike eases the brake a bit and turns away from the McDonalds with one though other than the zombies on his mind. "Man...A tune up and a spiked plow would make this thing so friggin' awesome."

Once safely away from the McDonalds, he slams on the brake to throw the zombies off the front of his truck, then proceeds to run over the ones who are still twitching.

He pulls up alongside the others, with the wearing a pair of sunglasses he found in the truck with some metal playing on the radio. He says nothing but smiles and throws up the horns.


((For those who dont know that I mean by "the horns"))

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[Odin the Ignoble]

Bill's House
Following the example of the Frisbee team the mob creates a loose formation as they retreat back towards the house. They return to find those they left behind packing cars, trucks, vans and trailers with whatever supplies they think will help.

The handful of injured get their wounds attended to. Most of them seem to just be bruises and gashes from where an over enthusiastic zombie slayer accidentally hit a friend with an improvised weapon.

After checking his map Padre finds the Radio station closest to Bill's House. A Christian radio station called WBGL is near by. It's almost dead west of Bill's house, about five miles. A little further away is Parkland, a community college that has it's own station. It's about six miles away, but it's clearly still operational. It was the station that broadcast the news about Washington.

The caravan gets finished well before the dead get close enough to be a threat again, but they wait engines idling for a destination.


Kraft Plant

As Mike stops the truck the fence and the corpses stuck to it dis tangle themselves from the truck and fly forward, a few of the bodies still try to stand with broken spines, and legs.

As Mike pulls back around with the truck Daniel, Spencer and the other kid who road with them approach the truck. It's clear from their faces that Spence and Dan are upset, the other kid seems to be in awe.

He throws up the horns and begins congratulating Mike when Spence hits him hard in the shin with his bat. "What the f*ck did you do that for!" Spencer screams his face already flushing with rage. Daniel adds his own yell, "We had a perfectly f*cking good fence man! Jesus Christ! We haven't even had a chance to check the inside of the plant yet!"

Spencer waves his bat at the hole in the fence, already a few of the dead that weren't hit by the truck begins stumbling through the whole punched in the fence. He notices other gathered around watching the exchange, and slams his bat on the grill of the truck. "Get the f*ck in your cars! I said we're leaving!" The others scramble into their vehicles and start them.

Betsy still holding a box of steak sauce, leans in towards Gordon, still looking at the two furious students yelling at Mike. "Do you know how to drive one of those things," hands full she points with her chin towards a truck. "Or do you want to ride with me?"

[Rutskarn]

Padre stands above the crowds, voice ringing with conviction.

"There are to be two teams. One small team will infiltrate the station nearest, and the waves that once carried messages of salvation in the next life will ensure our existence in this one. The rest will storm the college. The college has beds, rooms, generators--tools once taken for granted, but in these times of death and bloodshed a necessity. The college station will instruct all peoples to converge towards that location with what arms and supplies they can carry.

"I will lead the team that will take the nearer station. We will create a looping message that mirrors the other, then reunite with our brethren at the college. The college will become the citadel from which we will reforge civilization."

[Highwarlord]

Delbert is far less certain about the idea of using the college as their base.
"While the college may have some nice things that would be helpful for rebuilding, it's missing one thing that's far more important - defense. It's a campus, not a fortress. If the biters come in a mass, we won't be able to even get from one building to another, so much as make an organized defense. And even worse is going to be cleaning it out - if there are biters still inside once people start moving in, we could find half of us shambling about before we can even do anything about it. How are you planning on making it safe?"

[BizzaroStormy]

Kraft Plant

Despite the other pissed off students, Mike simply backs the truck back into the gap in the fence and gets out, drawing his sword, to engage the survivors.

[Rutskarn]

Delbert is far less certain about the idea of using the college as their base.
"While the college may have some nice things that would be helpful for rebuilding, it's missing one thing that's far more important - defense. It's a campus, not a fortress. If the biters come in a mass, we won't be able to even get from one building to another, so much as make an organized defense. And even worse is going to be cleaning it out - if there are biters still inside once people start moving in, we could find half of us shambling about before we can even do anything about it. How are you planning on making it safe?"

Padre waves his hand.

"A large enough group can take the college, and further numbers can hold it. If it cannot be fortified enough, after we have gathered enough scattered remnants of humanity we will move onwards. However...the location of this radio is a sign. All of the pieces have been put together, son. Humanity's rebirth has already been furnished. All we require is determination...and faith."

[Odin the Ignoble]

Bill's House

The group begins to fission into two sections, the larger destined for Parkland. The second smaller group begins to gather around Padre preparing to head towards the WBGL station.

The Frisbee team remains gathered around Delbert, pulling their cars out of the line. They look to their de facto leader awaiting direction.

Kraft Plant

Daniel starts taking a step towards where mike is fending off the undead, but seems to think better of it and climbs into the cabin of a truck, starting it and clumsily shifting gears.

The rest of the cars begin filing out of the plant's parking lot. The convoy moves slowly, many of the drivers in the trucks never even having driven stick before. One of the drivers asks if they should wait for Mike. Spencer replies, "F*ck'm, if he catches up that's fine, if he doesn't..." Spencer shrugs, unconcerned for his new friend's fate.

Mike starts killing the "survivors" of his first escapade. He hasn't even finished killing the handful he missed the first time when roughly a dozen more start plodding purposefully in his direction. Dozens more seem to be slowly trickling out from between buildings, flowing outward from the center of town.

[BizzaroStormy]

Kraft Plant

Mike see that hes outnumbered and while taking out this group of zombies would be easy, being stranded at the kraft plant alone would suck, causing him to hop onto the back of the cab after dispatching a zombie.

[Calinero]

Gordon looks at Betsy. He knows how to drive a truck, but he figures that he would prefer to stay with someone he....well, if not "knows," then at least is acquainted with. It was probably safer than ending up with someone who would ram a truck through a fence and....wait, did he have a sword? What the hell?

"I'll stick with you," he says to Betsy. Once they are in the car, he asks quietly "What's with the guy with the sword? Why did he ram the fence?"

[Highwarlord]

Bill's House
Delbert shakes his head uncertainly. "We might have numbers now, but it's definitely not something we can rely on. My team will help you take the radio tower, and we'll see what to do from there. If you want to send people to take the rest of the college, you'll be sending far too many to just die."
He looks to his team and smiles. "Glad all you guys could make it. How're you boys holding up?"

[Odin the Ignoble]

Bill's House

The members all convey their own separate stories. The general consensus is that they are all doing as well as can be expected, given the circumstances. In the group are quiet a few familiar faces, the girlfriends and close friends of the members of the Frisbee team.

Kraft plant
Betsy climbs in her car. She shrugs as Gordon gets in, "I don't know, never met the kid guy before. My guess is to kill the things on the other side." She starts the car and pulls into a position near the middle of the group. a contemplative expression crosses her face. "Then again he was wearing armor and wielding a samurai sword, maybe he's crazy. I hear some of the mental institutions opened their doors when the infection hit."

The group heads towards Parkland, but at a slow pace, many of the truck drivers struggling with their vehicles. Mike catches up without a problem despite their lead. They make it to the entrance of Parkland and pass the guards waiting there. Daniel stays behind with and empty truck and trailer to plug the gap in the fencing. A few other trucks peel off heading for other directions to plug up the Duncan and Bradley entrances but the majority continue onward to the main Parkland building. They back the trucks up to the nearest entrance to the X wing and begin unpacking their cargoes.

Betsy hops out of her car as other raiders return with their spoils. She turns to Gordon. "Have you ever been here before? I could give you a quick tour."

[BizzaroStormy]

Mike helps take in some of the cargo, then goes to meet up with Prof. Brown at their "radio station". We got some supplies...mostly cheese and steak sauce...AND COFFEE! Lots of coffee! he says as he drinks from a freshly brewed cup, holding another out to Brown.

We should probably take another team out in the morning to hit the pharmacies. Other than that, I've been considering our fortifications. With a few things from the Chem department, we could put together some thermite mines, maybe check out a gun shop to see if theres anything we could loot or at least trade for. With access to the materials and someone who's handy with a soldering iron, we could have 3 or 4 mines done in a couple hours. Daniel may have a book on how to deal with zombies, but to deal with other people, we need something like THIS. he says, holing up a copy of The Anarchist's Cookbook

[Highwarlord]

Bill's House
Delbert nods at the tales from his assembled team, before telling them all to get into their cars. "We've got a radio station to take!" He gets into a car with Clay and David, keeping the rifle that he grabbed on his lap, and prepares for the trip to the radio station. As they drive, he opens the magazine of the weapon to see how much ammunition remains.

[Rutskarn]

Padre checks his shotgun, making sure it's fully loaded.

After a minute, he puts his hand on Delbert's shoulder.

"Faith. The pieces have been put into place already for the New Age. We are moving along a path already laid out for us."

[Odin the Ignoble]

Bill's House

The caravans head out. The journey is slower than most would like but uneventful. When the reach the point where there paths branch, Bill leads the majority of the group towards Parkland, Padre and Delbert's group continue towards the WBGL station.

Like several other parts of town, fires seem to have broken out around the station. Either by blind luck or divine intervention, the Building housing WBGL seems almost untouched by the fires. A few undead wander around the front of the building, but it seems that most of the creatures are still closer to the center of town, feasting on the survivors there.

As the lead car, Kelpy's, approaches the undead turn to face the sound and begin lurching towards his car. Rather than stopping Kelpy swerves, hitting one of the ghouls. The group piles out of their cars and dispatches the other undead outside the building. The creature hit by Kelpy's car continues to move until he bashes in it's skull with his poker.

The building in which the station resides is also the home to several offices and a Becky's Beauty Salon. It looks abandoned, in fact the front door of the building is open, hanging on broken hinges.

Parkland

Brown looks up. "Hold on a sec. Donald? and you take over for a sec?" Donald, a large Asian kid nods, and takes over DJing.

As Brown swivels his bulk, the overtaxed char complains loudly. "We've already sent people out to look for pharmaceuticals. The places were already picked clean. On the bright side, we've got all the multivitamins and erectile dysfunction tablets we could ever need." Brown pauses reading the cover of the cookbook. "It sounds good, provided you can make sure that you don't blow anyone up in the process. I think some of the others have copies to, I know Spencer does for sure, you might want to get with them." Brown begins to put his headset back on, but stops himself. "I almost forgot." He puts on his best, 'I'm disappointed in you' look. "I heard about what happened at the Kraft plant... Care to explain yourself?"

Parkland X Parking lot

Betsy climbs out of her car, helping to unload the trucks. Not long after Mike takes off there is a commotion coming from the entrance they just passed through. At first it just seemed like the people there were having trouble flipping the semi to block the entrance, but the shouting has continued to grow in volume. No one has fired a gun yet, so it clearly isn't rotters. Betsy walks up to Gordon, "Wanna come with me and take a look?"

[BizzaroStormy]

Mike was no stranger to the look. In fact he was quite immune to it at this point, although he knew what it meant. What? I need a reason to flatten biters now? Its not like we'll ever need to go back there, unless of course we need some empty boxes. Frankly I didn't see a problem with it. Anway we can talk about this later if you REALLY wan to... Mike says as he grab a slim jim from his pocket, wolfing down half of it quickly. I'm gonna round up Spencer and a couple others so we can get to work. Thinking some tripwire napalm traps might help at the entrances. He goes off to do just as he says.

((Ok, basic plan is to create "napalm" by mixing gas and dish soap as outlined in one of the .pdf's. A chem depeartment would easily have plenty of flammable hydrocarbons (Hexane, Octane, ect.) with the use of ammonia pellets to detonate it. Patrols can be given "grenades" and larger containers can be set up with tripwires.

Thermite is just iron oxide(rust) powder and aluminum powder, both of which could be easily salvaged from the machine shop garbage. Magnesium ribbon from the Chem dept. could be used to ignite it.))

[Highwarlord]

WBGL Station
Upon exiting the car, Delbert and David organize the rest of the team and followers into a rough formation, with Delbert, Mayhem, and one of the men from Bill's house making up the front. Before entering the station, Delbert calls out for everyone to check their ammunition. "No surprises here, guys - let's keep this clean and let's not let anyone get hurt."

The man from Bill's house will move aside the first door while Mayhem stands just a yard behind him, ready to knock aside any undead that try to bite him. Delbert and two others carrying guns will keep there weapons primed towards the door, while the rest of the group watches their sides.

[Rutskarn]

((I guess the thread could use my input.))

Padre steps out of the car, adjusting his bloodstained prison jumpsuit with one hand while cocking the shotgun with the other.

Quietly, in a subdued fashion, he gestures towards the salon. "When the ashen winds of chaos fall, the fripperies of the old society are the first to be blown away."

As if snapping out of a reverie, he then turns, approaching the station. "The fires have spared mankind's salvation. Let us honor their generosity."

[Odin the Ignoble]

Parkland
Prof. Brown's frown increases. "We willl talk about this now. We can't afford to have reckless people in our group. Peoples lives are at stake..."

Just as Brown takes a deep breath ready to launch into a full scale diatribe, another student pops in through the door holding a radio. "Professor? We've got a situation!"

Brown snatches up the radio and presses the send button. "What's up?" a male voice crackles over the radio. "This is Andrew over at the Bradley entrance. There's over two hundred people over here and they want in."

"Did you tell them that we can't support another two hundred people?"

"Ya, I told them but their not in a real receptive mood. Some of them have guns and they keep talking about a mission given to them by the prophet. I've only got about twenty guys here, and we haven't even managed to flip the semi yet. If they rush us we won't be able to stop them."

"Sh*t. I'm on my way." Brown tosses the radio back to the student and climbs out of his chair. "Get everyone, and tell them to get to the Bradley entrance immediately." He starts walking towards the parking lot.

WBGL Station

The man takes his first tentative steps through the door, nothing leaps out from the shadows to bite him. Mayhem, Delbert, Padre and the others follow him in, carefully checking every corner. The lead man stops flipping a light switch, but the lights don't come on. "Damn it!" He hears a noise from further into the building and his resolve breaks, he starts falling back towards the entrance.

Muddy Rivers Correctional Facility

Debbie tries to strike up a conversation, but when Frank refuses to answer, she gives up and they walk onward in silence. She's pretty cute, if the situation were different... well Frank probably wouldn't be in a prison.

The cafeteria is full when Frank gets there but he pushes people aside to get close to Jack. Sally and Marie were amoung the first to arrive so they are already near to Jack. Jack nods to Frank, then climbs on top of a table once more to address the people gathered.

"Alright we're in, but we need to start preparing immediately. First things first, Dealz? I need you and your crew to get up on the walls, to watch and make sure no unwanted visitors come in. If someone says that they were invited, keep them out until we can get someone to verify who they are."

"Everyone else familiarize your self with the buildings and the grounds as fast as you can, Jim'll give tours when he gets back. Under no circumstances open any of the doors to the C block, there are some biters in there."

"In a bit were going to start releasing the prisoners and escorting them out of the prison. Hail Satan!"

Several others reply in kind but the majority of the crowd simply rolls their eyes at Jacks last words.

Jack climbs down and walks over to Frank. "I've got a special job for you. If you think that your up to it." Looking over to Mary and Sally "I've got one for you guys to."

[BizzaroStormy]

Parkland

Mike follows close behind Brown, pissed that he wouldn't have time to get any explosives together. Please tell me there's at least a fire hose at that entrance. It'll give our guys a chance if the **** hits the fan.

[josh13905]

Correctional Facility

Frank looks around "Oh i'm up for it what do you want me to do?"

Frank thinks what would be needed now and about the biters in the facility.
He takes out his gun and starts to clean it as he is nervous.