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exsiliumlogs2012-12-14 04:12 pm
northrend) wrote in exsiliumlogs2012-12-14 04:12 pm
[PLOT] That's no ordinary rabbit
Date & Time: All day Friday, December 14th and onward.
Location: Initiate Hold
Characters: All
Summary: The plague has taken hold and there are rampant, angry undead critters running around! Better get rid of them quick, before you attract the Scourge Horde.
Warnings: Undead attacks, localized around cute woodland critters.
[The death tolls of all the woodland animals had come around the same time. Some lasted longer than others, but for the most part, it appeared that most of the sickly animals had passed sometime in the middle of the night. The next morning, transports would awaken to find their furry friends looking...well, less than furry. Their eyes glow a sickly yellow, patches of fur fall off their body, and they continuously cry for help.
Help from whom? You?
Or the group of rampaging ghouls charging toward you?]
[ooc: Original plot post is here!. If you would like me to NPC ghoul attacks in your thread, please mark your subject line with three asterisks. (***) Otherwise, feel free to do it amongst yourselves! Please note that I won't be able to NPC threads until tomorrow afternoon.]
Location: Initiate Hold
Characters: All
Summary: The plague has taken hold and there are rampant, angry undead critters running around! Better get rid of them quick, before you attract the Scourge Horde.
Warnings: Undead attacks, localized around cute woodland critters.
[The death tolls of all the woodland animals had come around the same time. Some lasted longer than others, but for the most part, it appeared that most of the sickly animals had passed sometime in the middle of the night. The next morning, transports would awaken to find their furry friends looking...well, less than furry. Their eyes glow a sickly yellow, patches of fur fall off their body, and they continuously cry for help.
Help from whom? You?
Or the group of rampaging ghouls charging toward you?]
[ooc: Original plot post is here!. If you would like me to NPC ghoul attacks in your thread, please mark your subject line with three asterisks. (***) Otherwise, feel free to do it amongst yourselves! Please note that I won't be able to NPC threads until tomorrow afternoon.]
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He nods assent to the suggestion of tactical withdrawal, reloading his bolter with a moment's respite, then unleashes a full auto burst, once again emptying the magazine with a zombie-bursting volley in order to buy them enough time to fall back.
"Let us move."
He will begin to a fighting withdrawal, killing any zombie that tries to pursue with his lightning claw, as if to emphasize the point of it being a conscious choice on their part, instead of an act of fear.
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He made certain their road of retreat stayed clear to the front, all the while looking for a better place to fortify. "There's a cul-de-sac not too far from here with a narrow approach. It would be easy enough to block off the smaller alleys with debris and control their rate of approach, while also leaving us a point of exit."