Blood spilled in Paradise [X, NDE, Hard]

[Schultz Silverhult]

Schultz smiled wearily as he leaned on a Brother's arm, feeling the drain of using so much Reiatsu in one sitting. He knew that his pool of spiritual energy was fairly significant in size, but even so, burning so much at once was still enough to leave him light-headed for a few minutes. He'd need a moment or two to rest, but once he was capable of pulling himself to his feet, the scholar had no intention of stopping in his defense of the church. Walls still needed to be put up, and any of the strange creatures outside had to be dealt with before they could break into the building. There were of course wounded to care for, and supplies to be provided to weather the siege...

Sighing, the young man pushed himself up as best as he could, placing a hand on his temple to try and steady himself. That same hand glowed with a soft green light as he tried to use his minimal healing prowess to push away some of the light-headedness he felt; it wasn't a practice he could see himself able to use in combat, but it was a good way to focus his thoughts when he had the time to concentrate. Clarity of mind returned slowly; it definitely couldn't be classified as a healing technique, more just a minor acceleration of his body's capacity to recover. Soon enough he was able to stand on his own, and though he still had a headache building in the center of his skull, Schultz believed that he was well enough to continue protecting the church.

Slowly he made his way back up the stairs and into the main area, which had been cleared out, with pews set up as barricades and the windows sealed off as best as the Brother were able. The doors were blocked off completely, and several Brothers stood around with a few of the more military-minded civilians who had requested permission to help defend the church. Though many of the Brothers had martial training, something that Schultz knew he sorely had to look into, those who had volunteered to help had training as soldiers, and two of them even possessed firearms to help defend against the zombie hordes. Every bit of help was appreciated, and Schultz made sure to pull one aside as they planned for defenses that would make it easier for them to hold off an assault until help arrived.

After explaining how Schultz's abilities worked, pointing out the bunker he created to remove any sense of incredulity, the two of them worked to design ideal defenses, drawn out on a blank sheet of Schultz's journal. Basically, their goal would be to narrow the area that the zombies could press in through, allowing them to be dealt with a few at a time rather than a whole mass at once. Of course, ideal defenses would prevent them from getting in period, but both of them knew that there was always the possibility that something could go wrong; best to be prepared for the worst than to hope for the best. Soon they had their plan down, and Schultz flipped his journal's pages to a few blank ones, preparing to write.

“Walls of solid stone that are fifteen feet tall and four feet thick will surround the church at exactly fifteen feet horizontally from each of its walls, connected on all sides to create a perfect loop. Each foot of wall's top will be topped a steel spike that are two feet long and a foot thick at the base.” That was the first part of the defense; the effect would essentially grant them walls with bladed tops to prevent anyone from climbing over, and hopefully keep the zombies out altogether. With luck, it would be enough to keep the approaching horde from entering altogether, but they did not know what the monsters were capable of. That was why there was more to their defenses.

“Within the church's entrance, a wall of stone two feet thick that reaches up to the church ceiling will extend from the left and right of the door, moving ten feet forward and narrowing the space between them to no more than five feet wide. At the end of the ten feet, they will extend to the wall on their side. Ten feet past where these walls would turn, another wall of stone two feet thick and reaching up to the church ceiling will extend from the church's east wall to its west wall. A gate made of steel two feet thick will appear halfway along the wall, but will only be able to be unlocked from the north side.” This second line of defense was more intricate, creating a funnel out of stone walls that would force the undead to fight them only two or three at a time rather than all at once. This also created a second line of defense for those within the bunker in case the horde broke through, hopefully keeping them safe until help arrived. It was a final defense as a worst-case scenario.

Once his will was done, Schultz found himself swaying again, caught and led back behind the gate. “Do not worry, Brother Schultz.” It was the man who had been advising him on their defenses that had him held upright. “We will take it from here; please, rest and recover your spiritual energy, so that you can be on hand in case we are unable to hold them off. Stay behind the gate, and serve as a last line of defense should it be necessary.”

“But...!”

“No buts. You lack any martial training and you're exhausted from building our defenses; you'd just be in the way right now. Please just wait here and recover your strength. We'll be depending on you.” With that, the man lowered Schultz to the ground and turned back towards the main door, pulling the gates closed behind him. The scholar sat there, still feeling unbalanced; his head hurt too much for him to argue back right that moment. He knew the man meant well but... Schultz felt strange, letting others fight this battle. Yet there was nothing he could do but trust in the defenders; he was running low on Reiatsu, and until he had time to recover and try and restore his spiritual reserves, there was nothing else he could do. Closing his eyes, he did the one thing he could do: he prayed.

“ Great and mighty king of the spiritual realms, Soul King who watches over and blesses our world with a cycle of life, I come to you in supplication. Please watch over those whose faith towards you is pure, guide those who would willingly follow your word and your will. Bless those vassals who believe in the protection and guidance of your people, those who act in love for their fellow man. May they find strength where their bodies might fail; may they find courage when their hearts falter. Guide them, oh great one, and lead them this night. Lead them to victory, so that your people will be saved. I beg this of you, Soul King... protect us all.”

Remaining Reiatsu: 500/4000 (-200 for each wall x7 total walls, -200 for the gate)

Fullbring Level One: 2/10

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With Nadine giving him the ok to his plan he nodded silently trying not to draw more attention to him and her then needed right now. However it seemed as if the banging on their door had escalated and was now even louder than before. A heavy sigh left his lips before he pushed the door open and ran out into the halls with Nadine following him. He wasn't expecting to see what he saw before his eyes, zombies everywhere. He had just thought that it was his mind playing tricks on him, but no there where actual zombies. His jaw dropped slightly before hearing an arrow being fired off of Nadine's bow. He knew that he didn't have time to just sit around gawking at these things.

Pulling back on his bow he let out five arrows into the horde of zombies in front of him away from the stairs. However his arrows weren't the basic ones, this wasn't the time for conserving reiatsu at all. No he had to make sure he and Nadine would live through this nightmare. So his arrows were actually plasma bolts from his bow level one. As they left his grasp they started to split apart. While each arrow was aimed right dead center of the head of a zombie the smaller arrows that would form from them splitting would create a huge plasma grid that would help keep the other zombies away from him and her.

He knew that his stronger five arrows would of taken out at least five of the zombies while the grid made up of the smaller plasma bolts would either rip apart any others that were to the right of him or at the very least keep them pinned down as the bolts of plasma wouldn't vanish for a while. After firing off his arrows he grabbed Nadine by the hand and started to run down the hall away from the horde of zombies and to the stairs thanks to the hole she crated in their defense. Vannan used movement to push himself forward and drag Nadine along side with him. He didn't want to waste too much time here killing off zombies before escaping, that and some of his plasma bolts had already gone through some of the walls on the other end of the hall, he knew that it was only a matter of time now before a fire could start.

Kicking the door open he saw that the stairway was cleared for now, as soon as Nadine had stepped in he pulled back five more arrows and fired them down the hall as well creating a second grid of plasma bolts to further deter any more zombies from coming after them this way. Closing the door behind him he let out a heavy sigh before looking over at Nadine. With a sarcastic tone in his voice he spoke “Well that was fun huh?” Letting out a tired laugh before looking over her body. He was looking to see if she was hurt in any way, Vannan wasn't stupid he had seen zombie movies and he knew that after an encounter with zombies you should always check to see if you've been bitten or if someone in your group has. “You didn't get hurt did you?” Vannan said it just to see what she would say, sure she was his higher up, but at the moment he wasn't thinking of rank he was only thinking of surviving this nightmare.

Vannan knew that no matter what she said they would have to continue downwards taking care to not be seen or heard by the zombies if there were any in the stairwell. Vannan would take the lead carefully going down the stairs slowing down and moving as silent as he could whenever he had to turn a corner and didn't have a clear sight of what was ahead. If a zombie was there he would wait for a moment to see what it would do depending if it saw him or not. If it left he would carefully continue on, however if it didn't he would fire an arrow at it or signal Nadine to fire one for him. This wasn't the best plan he had, but he knew that on the fly it was the best he could come up with. As soon as they got to the bottom floor he would stop and look at Nadine asking her if she thinks it's a good idea to continue on downwards now that they have seen whats going on or try to escape a back way.


(ooc Remaining reiatsu 1725/2000 – 750 for ten class three plasma bolts -100 for bow level one -25 for movement)

[Pavel Fedoseev]

[ooc] Sorry guys. A little turbulance in inspiration for this thread. But if were still willing to continue this. I'd be glad to see it to the end to reward you folks with as much Ryo or TP as earned. And in respect to Kazura who I believe would be disrespectful to just have disappear midthread or killed. Would be retconned as if he never entered this thread unless otherwise stated by Kyo. Also shitty posts is shitty. Sorry.

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On Schultz's end

The towering walls were effective at keeping the zombies at bay, some tried to climb these stone barriers and were effectively impaled, with the room taken up by the zombies that were killed it left little room for others to climb over their bodies. The reanimated forced to only scramble on the ground and streatch their arms upwards as if children begging for the new toy. This initial defense would not last long though, after three minutes a roar would shake the ears of those that were housed in the bunker as a forceful slam rammed against one of the walls surrounding the church. This roar sounded as if it was a mixture between a mule and a bull. Outside, surrounded by the hordes of the undead was a towering creature, wrapped in a jacket that restricted the use of its arms and a mask covering its mouth to restrict biting. It took five steps backwards before ramming directly into the stone wall.

From the creatures stature and body size it would be clear that this thing was very strong and had a lot of momentum when charging. After three slams into the wall, the creature was able to burst into through the initial wall, leaving behind a sizable hole to allow even more undeal to funnel directly into the church. The blood curdling screams of the undead would echo through the narrowed halls of the church and into the bunker. Notifying them that they have breached the first line of defense after awhile. The shuffling of the undead would be heard, stomping towards the entrance before breaching the very doors that they thought were secured. Without a strict object obscuring their way, the zombies stormed through the narrowed halls, squeezing and squishing those that were too weak or too small in comparison to make it past each other to death. Once they have reached the steel doors the pounding of metal rang. They were having difficult time breaking through it. But how long would this gate last? Only time would tell.

[ooc] Initial defense was able to last 5 "Minutes" or 5 posts. Wait for defense has decreased 5 posts and will arrive in 2 posts. Schultz has defeated 7 typical enemies the rest will not count. Awarding 105 QP

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{Ramming Zombie's Stats}


It is a Full SP Berserker Type, Rank 2. no release but immune to cuttback.

Strength - [300 X 3.5 = 1,050] Points

Speed - [400 - 60% = 160] Points

Spiritual Pressure - [0] Points

Reiatsu Strength - [200 - 60% = 120] Points

Light Aura - [0] Points

Dark Aura - [100] Points

Instinct - [200 + 25% = 250] Points

Senses - [300 - 50% = 150] Points

Energy sensory - [0] Points

Healing Expertise - [0] Points


Total SP: [1,400] Points

That's all for the template. There are a LOT of stats, but don't get choosy and just give some to all. The result could be quite negative.

On Vannan's End

The plan would work and the zombies that were surrounding the area would be killed from the plasma that was fired and as predicted, the plasma had caused a fire in the surrounding rooms. This prompted the fire alarm to screech throughout the hotel, alerting the zombies that were scattered throughout the hotel and throwing them into a frenzy, scattering them even further to where the sounds originated. The actual alarm systems scattered throughout the walls. With hordes of zombies gathering around these blaring red lights, it would allow some survivors to sneak past them and out of the hotel. However the fire caused by Plasma would spread quickly and consume a few rooms already. Causing the sprinkler system to also go off, spraying down everything within the hotel with ice cold water. But because Plasma is super heated it helped very little to supress the initial cause of the fire resulting in the fire to spread.

When they have reached the stairs, they would find that the staricase was empty. It was slightly darkened and silent, save for the muffled alarms and screams behind the other doors that lead to the other floors. When Vannan checked to see if Nadine was fine she would reply "I am fine. Focus on the job at hand." as she stared down the empty stairwell. The entire staircase was empty, and by the time they had gotten to the bottom of the staircase it would be clear to them that a fire was spreading quickly, as smoke would leak from several floors on the way there. The plasma had burned through the floors and had began descending towards the ground level as well. Setting several floors on the way down ablaze. The floor that Marcus and their friend was on was above said floor and untouched by the fire but the alarm and waters still drenched them.

"We have made it to the bottom. But now it appears we are in the service tunnels of the hotel. We do not know where to turn or where to go. However there should be some map around here that will help us find our way out of here without going through the entrance." with that they were presented with four tunnels, the lights brightened down these hallways showed that they were also empty. The service tunnels without any fire alarms or zombies.

[ooc] Vanan defeted 5 Typical enemies. Rewarding 75 QP. The posting order will be reworked as follows. Schultz, Vanna, and then Marcus. With me posting in the middle.

[Schultz Silverhult]

(OOC: Mostly just a talky post this time round, stallin' for time!)

The sound of bodies slamming against the walls outside caused Schultz to flinch as it continued ceaselessly, an innumerable horde throwing itself against the church's defenses like the sea splashing against a cliff. His fear wasn't at the sound itself, but at the inevitable; just like the sea eventually wore away all before it, even over a long period of time, the walls could not hold up forever. The question was simple: would Schultz have long enough to recuperate and renew their defenses, or would they break through before he was strong enough to put up a second line of defense? And even if he did manage to strengthen the barriers, would they be enough? Was help coming, or would it come down to a matter of attrition between starvation and exhaustion?

Suddenly, an enormous crash drew Schultz's attention, and he stood up from where he had been kneeling and praying almost a moment before. That crash had come from the outer wall, and it was far louder than any noise the other creatures had been making up until this sound. Another crash, and another... and the third was followed by the sound of a wall collapsing. Schultz's eyes widened in horror. “No! No, they're coming! Get back in here! Get behind the doors, please!” But he knew they would not listen. The young Fullbringer moved to the doors, preparing himself to throw them open. He knew that he shouldn't, knew that the men outside were willing to give their lives to hold the oncoming horde back, yet... Schultz wanted to stop them, to protect them. He would not have their lives on his conscience!

“Don't you dare open that door, Brother Schultz!” Even as Schultz's hands reached the handles, ready to throw the metal doors open to allow the others in, he heard one of the men on the other side speak. “I know... I know you're scared, and not for yourself; you're scared for us. But we're making a stand here, whether you like it or not. And you're staying on that side, whether you like it or not!” Schultz stared at the door in disbelief; how could they expect him to stay back and let them die? No, he had to go out there. He had to stand up to the horde, and protect those standing within the shelter of the Spirit King's sanctuary!

“If you are still thinking that you'll open that door, Brother Schultz, think again.” It wasn't a threatening tone that greeted him, however, but a patient one. “Remember the lives you have to guard back there. That's why we are out here, as the second line of defense. We can take care of ourselves; you just have to keep resting, and build up your spiritual strength. If you recover, you can put up another wall to give us a breather. But opening the door might let the monsters through, and we can't have that. Just trust us.”

“If... if it gets worse out there, I'm coming out, okay?” Schultz said, but his voice was barely a whisper. He knew the others couldn't hear it through the walls and door, but he was saying it more for himself than for them to hear anyway. He understood. He knew he had to stay back. He wanted more than anything to go out there and throw himself into battle to protect them but... he couldn't. Schultz knew he was too weak to do anything at this point but get in the way. He had to stay behind... but it hurt, all the same.

Fullbring Level One: 3/10

[Marcus Cole]

((OOC: First mobile post so sorry for any mistakes or poor quality xD))

Marcus was in a difficult situation for himself. All around him, he could hear the desperate voices of people fighting against a rapidly approaching death. They were people he didn't care about at all. In fact, the screams meant absolutely nothing to him. He wasn't morally phased. He had been through worse than death and lost his ability to understand those cries. And a stranger was giving him to opportunity to escape and never look back. It seemed like there was one clear choice for him.

But Marcus didn't live for himself. He only lived for Harle and Kazura, so he asked himself a question he found himself relying on when things got tough. 'What would Kazura do!' The CEO of Uzaki Enterprise, were he in Marcus's situation, would put all his resources into saving as many lives as possible. He needed to fight this battle on behalf of Kazura. And so, Marcus's first step was to save at least this one life before returning.

"I'll t-take you to your c-car b-but... I have to s-stay.... D-do y-you know what's g-going on?" The man stuttered. It was a speech impediment he had acquired after his childhood tragedy. He also suffered from severe social anxiety and mental instability. Most of the time, he was a nervous wreck. However, that wasn't the case. When Marcus was pressured by the weight of a serious, life-threatening situation, he was stripped to his core. There was no anxiety and no worry. He turned into the warrior he was molded into by misfortune and hardened by flames of tragedy.

"H-hop on my back a-and tell me wh-where to go." Marcus crouched to let the woman climb onto him and latch her arms around his neck. He needed to move quickly and couldn't wait for her. Once she was ready, he would shatter the window with his bare first and leap out, relying on air ground to catch his feet and allow him to sprint into the night. He would follow the woman's directions, once that was done, his next priority was returning to the hotel and seeing if there was anyone else he could protect. One man couldn't fight the army of monsters, and he could only carry one person. A couple of people at a time was his best bet of doing any good. After that, he would need to find the source of the problem and pound it to a pulp. He had a knack for such tasks.[

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Vannan let out a sigh of relief as the both of them made it to the bottom of the stairs without injury. As they were going down he could hear the sounds of the fire alarms going off and the smell of smoke. His plasma bolts had unfortunately done more damage then he had expeted to the hotel, but at the very least it made it easier for him and Nadine to go down the stairs without any more trouble. He did feel sorry for those that were trapped above him and now dealing with fire and the zombies, but right now his survival was the up most importance to himself.

Drawing in some more reiatsu to replenish himself from the attack before he looked around the area he was in and saw the four tunnles. Damn it... what the hell is this....... where do we go. He kept his thoughts to himself as the smoke started to pour in more. He had to make a move fast. “Hey help me look around for a map or anything we can use.” Vannan started off looking around to see if he could find something of use or the map. If he didn't find a map he would take the tunnel to the right.

(ooc: Remaining reiatsu 2025/2000 + 300 from cross)

Rolling to find map or something of use

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[Kazura Uzaki]

((Sorry short post is short))

Marcus took charge of the situation, smashing his way through the window and trying to carry the staff member to safety. Kazura was proud of him. It was exactly what the CEO himself would have done. With the zombies pounding at the door, and the room beside them compromised, he didn't really have any good options besides escape. But he wouldn't leave without doing a little bit of damage first. Using The Impulse blade in his multi blade tool, he stabbed the door and the wall between him and the zombies. He channeled reiatsu through the blade, causing the door and the wall to slowly increase in energy. Soon they would explode, so he noped out of there as fast as he could, jumping out the window, the whole room exploding behind him as he followed Marcus out the window and towards the ground, running on Air ground as he did so.

Remaining Reiatsu: 3750/4000 (-200 2x uses of The Impulse item)

[Pavel Fedoseev]

[OOC] The posting priority will be changed yet again to Schultz, Vannan, and Marcus and Kazura can interchange depending on the situation. With me trying to post in the middle. Without further adiu, here comes the shitstorm.

Schultz has one more post before help arrives.

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On Schultz's End

Schultz was left with a brief silence after his last communication with those that had chosen to sacrafice themselves. Those outside were left muttering and speaking amongst themselves until they heard the screams of the infected making their way towards the gates. Even with the infected being funneled to three at a time, these were normal humans and they would grow tired after awhile. The situation would only be made worse as they heard the crumbling of the walls around the funnel. The ramming zombie had crashed through the funnel and made the hole bigger. Allowing more infected to charge into the room before the metal gates. That was when the real screaming began, as the infected began to pool in those who stood in front of the metal gates only lasted a few seconds.

As the screaming echoed through the ears of the survivors, they could hear the similar roar of the ramming zombie as it smashed its body against the metal door. The first impact did not do much damage, showing a dent on the other side of the door. The creature backed up five steps and attempted another ram, causing the door to bend inwards. Showing a small hole that the other infected tried to cram their hands through. Causing their arms to be sliced up and destroyed by the edgesof the metal door. The creature prepped for another ram and slamed the doors open. Allowing ten of the infected to run into the room before the ramming zombie tried to make the door even wider by ramming into the frame and effectively blocking the door by sticking itself into the door. The ten zombies that had made through the door slowly made their way up and began to run towards the others.

A few had been grabbed and their bodies were torn to shreds by the strength of the zombies. Fear took control of the mass as they began to trample their way to the back of the bunker and away from the infected. Blood began to spray in multiple directions, some landing on Schultz's face. While the screaming of the terrified echoed in the room, Schultz may have been able to hear the rev of a motorcycle engine and the whooping and hollering of a man and three other women. Will he be able to hold off for a single moment?

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On Vannan's End

There was no smoke from the fire above making its way down into the service tunnels. They had a decent amount of time before they had to evacuate because of the fire, but generally they were safe for now. As Vannan and Nadine walked around the initial room, Vannan would hear a small clatter as his foot tapped against something on the floor. If he investigated he would find that he had moved a standard hand held GPS. If he inspected it some more he would find that this GPS accepted two double A batteries and that they were fully charged. From the GPS he would see that they were fifty miles away from the nearest town twenty five miles away from a small village and thirty miles away from a remote village in the forest. "I found something!" Nadine would speak as she held up a Sattelite phone. That phone also took double A batteries and was fully charged. "Now that we have our map and a way to communicate with the outside world, we should find our way out of here. Maybe if we make our way to the town we can find a docks or maybe if we go further we can find a city and find an airport and find a plane, hopefully along with a pilot. If not the dock can bring a boat." Nadine said as she stared down the halls that surrounded them.

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On Kazura and Marcus' End

The moon light was complimented by the lights that shined from what was left of the concert in the distance. As Kazura and Marcus stood above the hordes of the zombies below, another light shined behind them as heat from the room exploding briefly colored the blackened ground orange. Showing the three of them the status of the ground. Hundreds of thousands of zombies were shuffling their way towards the explosion and the concert. It would have been illa dviced to try to fight them all. The woman on Marcus' back would lean a bit further so that she could speak directly into his ear. With a soft whisper she spoke "The service tunnel will be around the Hotels Entrance, it should be to the side. When you are staring at the hotel from the entrance and then walk to the left and go to the side you should see a tunnel leading directly underground. From there my vehicle should be there."

Off into the distance the three of them could see it, rolling from the hills was a pink mist. This mist glistened with beauty but was heading straight towards them. The closer it got, the more tense their muscles got and they could feel something in their bodies that stated if they were still in the air when the hist fully hit them they would be in trouble.

[OOC] Kazura recieved 75 QP for destroying 5 typical enemies.

From here on out every zombie has a "drop" but in order to recieve it you must state that you searched the zombies. Same rolling idea but I ask again that you dont roll for asinine things unless you want to be deducted 8 from your roll for "not following simple instructions"

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Stumbling around his foot hit something, bending over to sate his curiosity as to what could be on the ground he was shocked to see that someone had left a working GPS on the ground. Messing around with it he found that it took double A batteries and even better it was fully charged. Turning it on he looked around to see the island all around him and Nadine. From what he could tell he had three options to take. A town that was fifty miles away from them, a nearby village was twenty five miles away and a remote village in the jungle was thirty miles away. Here he was faced with three choices as to where to go. Each one had it's own advantages and disadvantage.


Before he could think about where to go Nadine spoke and said that she had found a satellite phone which meant that they could call for help. “Hey I found a GPS it looks like there is a town and two villages nearby.” Nadine's ideas were good, but they also meant they would have to walk fifty miles to get to their destination, which in their current state wouldn't be good at all. Damn it... the village is the closest to us, but I doubt it would have a way to get off of the island... the remote village could offer some protection from the zombies and even allow us to survive long enough to hunt down the ones all around but again there isn't a chance that we could escape easy being so deep into the island. The town seems the best, but..... if it's anything like here that place will be crawling with zombies left and right. For sure it will be the hardest place to survive, but... it would have the most resources and the best chance to get off this damn rock...

Vannan still wasn't sure as to where to go, but he knew that he couldn't just stand around in the service tunnels and wait for the zombies to find him and Nadine. “Ok lets get out of here and head towards the town.. The villages won't help us Nadine call for help once we get on the road if we can find a vehicle.” Looking down the lit tunnels he saw that one had the words employe parking. If they were lucky they might find a car or two there that they could try to hot wire or even hitch a ride with other survivors. “Come lets go Nadine.” Walking down the tunnel he would make sure that he was in the lead and watching for any signs of zombies or life just in case something was lurking around the corner. As the two of them ended up in the garage Vannan looked around for a car, there were a few so now it was up to him to pick one to try to steal. Standing in the middle of the garage he looked at the choices he had.

[Marcus Cole]

If there’s one thing Marcus was good at, it was taking orders. He followed the woman’s words precisely and ended up right where she was leading them, the garage near the hotel entrance. As he moved, he looked back over his shoulder every two seconds to ensure Kazura’s safety. If his boss was ever in danger, he would drop that helpless woman riding on his back and sprint to Kazura’s side. Luckily, the CEO was more than capable of taking care of himself.

When they arrived at the garage, Marcus had run into the worst possible scenario. If they were extremely lucky, the garage would have been completely and perfectly empty. If they were even slightly lucky, it would be flooded with zombies and they would have to fight their way through the horde of monsters. But Marcus wasn’t good with luck. He ran into his worst nightmare in the garage: a strange man and woman also attempting to escape.

The Fullbringer was awful in social situations. The only reason he could deal with the woman on his back is because he just dove right into his perfect imitation of Kazura’s ‘super hero’ mode and helped the unfortunate citizen. Super heroes were good in crisis, but there was no immediate danger in that garage. Marcus would have to – God forbid – talk to the couple and maybe even carpool with them. What a catastrophe.

But there was no catastrophe Marcus wouldn’t leap head-first into for Kazura. He let the woman climb off his back before slowly walking toward the new couple. “Uh- Er, h-hello… Do you n-need a r-ride to escape-pe?” It was a stupid question with an obvious answer, but hey, he said some words! And together, those words made sense! That’s a solid B- for Marcus right there, somebody give him a pat on the back.

But something didn’t make sense. They were on an island. That meant there was nowhere “safe” to drive to. Even if they went away from the resort, the zombies would catch up. This wasn’t a long-term plan and surely someone else saw that. The young man withdrew back toward Kazura, whispering just loud enough for the rest of the party to hear. “Where are w-we going to drive t-to? And what th-then? We c-can’t back ourselves into a c-corner and wait for the z-zombies to c-catch up.”

[Kazura Uzaki]

Kazura saw some sort of pink mist coming over the hills, and decided that he did -not- want to be caught in that. He let himself fall a little faster than normal to the ground, but well within the range of safety. He hadn't heard what the hotel employee had said to Marcus, which was probably directions, so he just followed his employee as he was led into a tunnel which happened to have a car in it. Convenient! But Marcus, Kazura, and the girl weren't alone... He hesitated, allowing Marcus to stammer out some words, before stepping forwards and speaking for himself. He was very proud of his ward, who wasn't too fond of social interaction, but in this case Kazura could just do it a little bit better.

It helped that he knew the other guy.

"Vannan! Fancy meeting you here! We should totally carpool. There's, you know, a zombie horde out there and survivors should stick together."

[Pavel Fedoseev]

[OOC] Just gonna play a small roll to "see condition of car" hue randomizers ZX7LRVU71-10

oh god an 8. Phuck you guy are getting good shit.

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{Your Vehicle}

With excitement the woman pointed at a vehicle that would both please and surprise the two men. "There! That is my vehicle. Thank goodness it has not been touched." in fact if they observed the entire garage it was empty save for the occasional car. There was no infected, it was as if any infected that was inside the garage exited and never came back. It was evident that there were deaths and resurrections when they looked at the bloody foot prints. The vehicle that the woman pointed at was a large jet black SUV. From an immediate glance they would notice that the vehicle was heavily armored. The windows were fully tinted also appeared to be bullet proof. As the woman got off of Marcu's back to unlock the doors she turned around and smiled at the two. "But I never introduced myself yet. Victoria Cuvier. I was here for a work exchange from France. It is a shame, this place was really nice. But we have to go."

At that time that was when Vannan and Nadine arrived and made their contact. . “Where are w-we going to drive t-to? And what th-then? We c-can’t back ourselves into a c-corner and wait for the z-zombies to c-catch up.” Victoria chuckled and walked back to Marcus and placed her hand onto his shoulder. "Shh. We are going to make it to the city several miles away from the nearest town. If we make it there we shoud be able to take a plane out of this place."

She then turned to Vannan and Nadine and with a smile and motioned them to come over in fact she walked towards the SUV and motioned the others to come. "I was interestingly prepared for a riot of sorts. You may never know when pardise will turn to Hell in a single night. Political unrest being a big reason." "You are prepared for riots on a paradise island? What kind of work do you represent?" Nadine replied squinting her eyes with a chuckle she walked over to the back and opened the door and pulled out a jet black tactical suit. Quickly turned around and undressed before zipping the suit on. "Don't worry about it."

After she placed the suit on she zipped the vest on and pulled out a Avon FM53 gas mask and placed it over her face. The entire thing prevented any skin from being exosed. With her voice being filtered by the filter. "I uinfortunately do not have any other suits that will fit others. So you will have to go with what you are currently wearing." With that the back appeared to have more room. On the sides there was a seat on the left of the back with a secure seat belts. There was also a space between the back and passenger seats allowing those who sat in the back to see out of the car.

"Alright. One of you have to take the back. Two of you will sit on the passengers." as she opened the side door and finally she opened the passenger and pointed at Kazura. "You. Sit next to me. You look like you know your tech." Nadine raised her hand and sat in the back of the SUV "I guess I will sit in the back." this left Vannan and Marcus to sit next to each other. "So now we need the fastest route to the nearest city."1-10

[Marcus Cole]

Marcus didn’t like this girl what-so-ever. First, she somehow petrifies him, preventing him from running away as she approached. His legs wouldn’t respond. Then, she touches him! And it wasn’t an accident either. She full-on put her hand on his shoulder. And she kept it there for a solid five seconds. If that wasn’t bad enough, she randomly stripped down in front of the entire group before putting on her black tactical suit. Marcus didn’t wait to see what was underneath those clothes. With a face as red as a tomato, he spun around and looked the other way until things were all clear.

As instructed, Marcus took his place in the SUV beside Vannan, the bright color in his face slowly draining. However, he was also analyzing the situation. They were counting on a plane waiting for them in the city. They were also counting on that city being safe and not overrun by those monsters. Time was running out, and such a plane was to exist, it wouldn’t be there much longer. They had to move now.

[Katekarin Mekatoku]

[OOC] I need a reaction from Vannan and Kazura skip me. Schultz is also exempt from posting order since different places if I have not already said that.

[Schultz Silverhult]

The first crash broke Schultz's reverie as he stared blankly at the metal doors before him, his mind racing. He had been thinking as fast as he could, trying to figure out a way to protect the men standing outside. He could create weapons, but his knowledge of guns were limited, and the handguns that he had seen before would run out of ammo long before much damage could be done to the horde. Bladed weapons would last longer but be less effective, requiring the guards to go hand-to-hand with their foe. Schultz's mind couldn't conjure anything else as stress and fear left his thoughts jumbled and disjointed; he couldn't think of any other way to stop the horde from coming in. Once they got through the walls, that would be it; he was out of ideas.

What do I do...? What do I do...?

And then the noise grew worse. The metal door rang out in a powerful crash, and Schultz covered his ears as he tried to block out the sound. He knew what was going on; something strong was starting to break through the door. That was impossible for most, though; the human body would give out long before the steel doors would. No, something big was out there, and it was making its way in. Schultz's eyes were closed tight in panic, his mind unable to come up with a solution. He could hear the doors crash again, and again... and then he could hear them fly open, along with screams from the undead horde making its way into the room.

No... no...!

Screams rang out from both sides. Several men stood their ground, but others demanded that the door be opened, that they be let in. Schultz wanted to, tried to stand up to open the door, but his legs wouldn't respond. Fear shook him so deeply that he could barely hear himself think. He was afraid for his life, so afraid; he had dealt with Hollows before, but something about these undead monstrosities terrified him. Hollows were perversions to the natural cycle of souls, but at least the method by which they were created and how they functioned as all known. These dead corpses... they shouldn't exist, not at all. When a person died, once their soul left them, the body should never have been able to move again. So why were these things here? How could they be animated?

He was losing his grip. Schultz knew he was losing his grip when, in the face of impending danger, as he heard those who were defending them give their lives, he was trying to understand how the undead creatures could even exist. There was no time for wondering how or why; he had to deal with them, somehow. Yet his brain refused to cooperate, refused to come up with an idea. The only thing he could do was put up more walls, and so, with a shaky hand, he did. Another stone wall, much like the first, came into being as he began to write, his hand trembling and his writing nearly illegible. As the sounds grew closer, the screams grew louder, and blood began to pool on the floor, Schultz slowly added one more entry to his book.

“A wall of solid diamond forms exactly ten feet in front of me, running parallel to the first stone wall directly in front of me. It matches the wall it runs parallel with in all dimensions.” It was a simple sentence, but considering it was just a copy-and-paste, so to speak, it didn't take much to get the effect active. The new wall rose up, the exact same height as the last, and this time there was no door; it was a solid, powerful wall, that even the powerhouse of the other side would have difficulty getting through. But it was also exhausting, given Schultz's low remaining Reiatsu; he felt his head spin, and he nearly passed out there, but he managed to hold himself together as he waited, hoping that help arrived soon...

Remaining Reiatsu: 300/4000 (-200 for the wall)

Fullbring Level One: 3/10