Wasted

[CommanderKobialka]

Doesn't sound like a "world wide" apocalyptic disaster to me... :l

[Prototype]

Doesn't sound like a "world wide" apocalyptic disaster to me... :l

The world died a long time ago due to other reasons, everyone here was just kept in cryo, until the systems failed and discharged them all.

[cats]

OOC: BEGIN THE STAMPEDE!

BIC:

'Marek looked around at the Scientific Ward through the transparent panel that should have been gone by now. The tube directly across from his expelled a died, rotten corpse. It rolled out, onto the floor, and 'Marek began to panic. He pounded on the glass, then forced his knees and palms against the smooth surface and pushed. The panel's seals gave and he fell through the opening, alongside the corpse. The smell of dozens of decomposing bodies forced him to retch. He clumsily stood and started to the nearest exit on newly-awakened muscles.

[DeadlyMiddie]

David morphed his arm back into hand-form and said, "I suggest we get out of this building and try to salvage whatever we can." Zero still looked suspicious. David sighed and said, "Look, I'll walk in front, even if I don't trust you yet. Deal?"

[Crash Override]

Spoiler:

Darkness wrapped around me like a shroud, the only thing I could hear at first was the steady beating of my heart. Half aware, I began to come to, my senses slowly picking up, my mind beginning to come back to me after what felt like an eternity of dormancy.I felt confused as I heard muffled sounds. It sounded like something was banging on a glass door in front of me, a muffled voice calling me back to the world of the living."Collin?" I rasped, barely able to even manage something above a whisper.

"Thank god, kid. You gave me quite the scare."

"I can't see anything." I stuttered, fear gripping me. My eyes were open, I could tell they were, but nothing came to me, no light. Just pitch black darkness.

"It'll wear off after an hour." Collin muttered, almost dismissively. "Be glad you had someone to tell you. When I woke up, I had to figure that out on my own. Christ, that was one of the worst hours of my life."

"I take it we made it?" I asked, worried that something had gone wrong.

"Yeah. The two of us made it." He replied, hesitation deep in his voice.

It took me a moment to process what he said.

"…..only two?"

"….yeah."

"What happened?"

"You know how I told you thirteen was my lucky number?"

"Yeah?"

"Apparently it's yours as well. Somehow, the other freezers have stopped working. The computer is dead too. I don't know how it happened, but I managed to wake up on my own. The others… I'd rather not think about the mess I saw. Just be glad you can't see right now. For now, we need to get you warmed up and fed. I've already scouted the area outside, it seems like we're safe for the moment. Come on, I'll take you up there and get a fire started."

I nodded weakly, still too stunned to think clearly. Only two of us survived. One crusty old man, and an engineer. Hopefully the other vaults have had better luck. Otherwise, humanity was screwed. Collin pulled me out of the chamber, and I felt myself leaning on his shoulder weakly as I tried desperately to steady myself.

"Your muscles are pretty weak right now." He stated, shifting me so most of my weight was on him. "Don't worry about leaning on an old man. I'm not so frail that I'll snap under your weight."

I muttered my thanks and I felt myself being carried through the facility.

OOC: Colin is a NPC. I promise,he will die soon.

[Chairman_Tiel]

Why is it that story has almost perfect grammar, when all your other posts look like a 6 year old discovering the internet?

[Crash Override]

Why is it that story has almost perfect grammar, when all your other posts look like a 6 year old discovering the internet?

-You will discover soon,just keep looking.

[cats]

Hey Light, can I kill Colin?

[Crash Override]

Hey Light, can I kill Colin?

Maybe. i have other plans to kill him,like Celular Colapse. You know,before everything he was a diplomat. Then he will die because of things with his cryo

[cats]

Hey Light, can I kill Colin?

Maybe. i have other plans to kill him,like Celular Colapse. You know,before everything he was a diplomat. Then he will die because of things with his cryo

Okay then, I won't kill him.

[Archduke Daynel, PhD]

Ron noted that there was a pretty wide range of reactions amongst the other survivors.
Some were crying, some were just standing still doing nothing, others were scavenging the corpses for useful items and materials.

Ron decided to follow the last option. He found a flashlight without batteries, a couple of sunglasses, a pair of regular glasses and a knife. He also found lots of money, but he didn't think that would be very useful.

He then decided to wait for some security personal to come and tell them what to do.

[cats]

'Marek decided that the best course of action would be to stay away from the rest of the survivors, if there were any, and find a weapon in case any of the survivors happened to be in a panicked rampage. Then, when everything calmed down, possibly make a few allies. The layout of the building had been memorized before 'Marek was frozen. A weapon would most likely be found on the surface level of the facility. He turned a corner and entered an emergency stairway, climbed three stories, and exited into a large hallway. Running down the corridor, he spotted a door, upon which was written 'Warden', 'Marek guessed the quarters of whoever was responsible for keeping watch of the Prison Ward. If a gun was to be found anywhere, it would probably be here. He forced his fingers through the door and pried the halves apart, then slipped through the crevice. Running his fingers along the wall, he came across a small ledge. he pressed down on it, and the panel rotated. A red E-light exposed the internals of the cabinet, several rifles and pistols, along with some shock-tasers and tranquilizers. Most of the weapon slots were empty, and the safe was left unlocked. Something requiring defense must have happened before the facility died. 'Marek found a bag and placed all of the weapons inside of it. He decided that, if the rest of the facility was awakening, the inmates shouldn't become a powerful party.

[Prototype]

Zero searched around, looking for signs of a exit, the storage area was much bigger than he thought, and the majority of the pods had discharged dead corpses onto the floor, the smell was horrendous, though fortunately for Zero he could effectively de-activate he response to smell, but he could tell it was bad by the reactions of the others.

Something that sounded vaguely like screams could be heard, Zero picked it up first, sensing pain and trauma, although he could not get a mental fix on the source of the sound, he could tell that there was probably something there.

"You, with the guns, keep those at the ready, we might need them"

Zero continued onwards, if something did attack them, he was fairly sure he could fry it, but at this point he didn't know that doing so would knock him unconscious.

Zero felt the air change temperature, someone had opened the door to the outside, recently too, they were heading the right way.

[Archduke Daynel, PhD]

Covering his mouth and nose with a piece of clothing to resist the stench from the rotting corpses, Ron was walking around trying to find some of the personal of the facility.
There had to be personal here. They weren't thinking the people would just manage on their own after several years of crying sleep, were they?

Besides, he had seen empty offices. He had picked up a gun and some ammunition, just in case it would be needed. After all, who knew in what state the people he encountered would be?

[Crash Override]

*After some time,his vision became more and more clear. When he noticed,Colin suddenly fell to the ground,transforming itself in a organic paste. Kane dont have the time to mourn his friend and began to search over the VIP area for things. His experience with computers and trinkets helps a lot with this. He could convert a small bar of metal in a usable bludgeon weapon attaching part of his clothes as a make up handle . The feeling of hate became something very hard to control. Look,when the frezzer was createad,they filled it with fancy stuff,not functional ones. Now,years later,all the luxuous things were weared down,broken or rotten,in the case of the wooden chairs. He could find a small bottle of water,some protein pills and a small tool kit. I found myself staring at a pile of spare parts, toolkit in hand. I had a pretty good idea of how I was going to get this running, and most of what I needed had been salvaged from other useless items. My quest for the repair began! *