[d20 Modern] RESIDENT EVIL: Damnation [PG -17]

Keia · Apr 13, 2003

1st Floor – Front Entrance Steps
Clairemont Mansion

Fanog said:
Almost desperately, Michael shouts out into the darkness again, hoping for any sign of life from Carlson or Moreno. "Sergeant Carlson! Where are you?"

"Right here, Smith," Anders called, "thanks for the concern, but lets concentrate on killing these things."

There are more of these things? Who or what did this to them? I need answers, but I not gonna get anything until we put these thing down. Someone has got a lot to answer for. . . Anders thought.

"Ahhh, that is a welcome sound," Anders said in response to the shotgun blast.

Velenne · Apr 13, 2003

"Okay, everybody get back inside! Come on, move it!"

"...lets concentrate on killing these things."

Amisha is torn upon hearing conflicting orders from superior officers. Nevertheless, chain of command dictates she follow the higher ranking officer first.

Arm sizzling, she once again attempts to flatten the beast, throwing it on its stomach and putting her bodyweight on top of it. Her club arm raises up in an attempt to stick the pooch through the eye.

Gurdjieff · Apr 13, 2003

1st Floor – Front Entrance Steps
Clairemont Mansion

"My God, what the

are these things?" Maria says between taking breaths, trying to ignore the stench infiltrating her nose. Running towards the light the dogs get clearer and clearer in her vision, and when they reach the mansion she notices almost every visible detail; the rotting flesh, the bones, organs as far as they are still inside... It's sickening.

How can he keep such a cool head Maria asks herself after hearing Anders talk to his crew. We're surrounded by walking dead ... things... and he talks as if we're still clearing a hostage scene, like the one in Washington...

Looking behind her, she notices the dog from the car getting back to them. Holding her club, waiting steady for the dog to get in reach, Maria talks to it as well as to herself. "Doggie wants a smack to the head? Come get some!"

Fanog · Apr 13, 2003

1st Floor – Front Entrance Steps
Clairemont Mansion

Michael had hoped to ignore the wound on his arm, but the searing pain continues to spread. The grip onto the table leg seems to weaken as his arm numbs from the biting pain.

Jus then, Michael hears the Sergeant and breathes a sigh of relief. The knowledge that the NCO's are all right steadies his mind a bit, giving him time to think things through. Michael stares at his club for a bit, considering his wounded arm.

What kind of weapon is this anyway? Come on, Michael, you've had training where you didn't need these things. You could probably do better with a good kick. --and it would spare your arm. Seems like a done deal.

Michael takes his eyes off the creature in front of him for a short while to adress Borzakovsky: "Corporal, catch!"
After he has the Corporal's attention, he gently throws the club to him.

Okay, now for this beast. I got him pretty good, seems like he's already limping. Aim for the same spot, let's maul this thing now. Steady... wait... Go!

With a swift movement, Michael thrusts out his leg, attempting to firmly plant the heel of his boot in the torso of the creature.

KitanaVorr · Apr 14, 2003

Clairemont Mansion

1st Floor – Front Entrance Steps

Yuri Borzakovsky

To your horror, the dogs tear into your companions and you feel helpless...that is until Mike yells something and throws the weapon into your hand. It feels strong in your grip.

Amisha Patel

The burning is becoming unbeable and the dog relentless. Though as the club thumps into the dog's skull you feel it give only slightly...yet still it clings to hurt you more.

Mike Smith

The raven-haired woman is your only thought as you bring your leg around to smack the dog's leg with a resounding crack. The beast flounders.

Isaac Goldstein

Your gun feels heavy in your hands as you thump the shells into your shotgun. The sounds of everyone echo around you and the pain of your wound burns more and more.

Maria Moreno

Your fingers tighten around the weapon and you swing with all your might to save Anders from the grips of the bloody creature. Your eyes watch as the the ribs crack under your assault, but the dog still hangs onto Anders.

Anders Carlson

The dog's maw digs deep into your arm, the burning becoming increasingly painful. With anger and fear, you swing the table leg with enough force to cave in the dog's skull into a mess of pink desicated goo.

Jacqueline Nguyen

Your haze at the attack is soon broken when the jaws of one of those dogs wraps around your lower arm, tearing into you with a pain that wakes you up immediately to the present. Mortality never hurt so much or smelled so foul.

Velenne · Apr 14, 2003

1st Floor – Front Entrance
Clairemont Mansion

Amisha doesn't know which is more insulting - that this ... THING is able to slip past her canniest defenses (moves that had eluded the fastest of her peers and more than a few instructors during Basic), or that for the life of her she couldn't put a damn DOG into a choke hold! The pain is worse than the time she broke both the bones in her lower arm getting them caught in a closing tank hatch.

She can only assume that being tied up with the dog was making it easier for her fellow soldiers to take it out. But she knows one thing, when she got this thing off of her, she was getting a hold of that shotgun.

But for now, she attempts the same tack. Maybe this time she could muster the strength to put a

ing dog on its ass. How embarassing...

Fanog · Apr 14, 2003

1st Floor – Front Entrance Steps
Clairemont Mansion

The pain in Michael's arm inceases, and he's glad that he got rid of the table leg. Still, his two successful strikes have given him some spirit, he's less anxious and more thoughtful about his attacks.

God, these things are tough. Two clean hits, its leg nearly crippled, and still it hangs on to her. Wow, at least the Sergeant knows how to take care of them. We may get out of here safe after all. How many of them are there, even? -- Never mind, concentrate on this one first.

Michael takes some time to analyse the creature's movement, and the wounds it has taken from michael's previous blows. Then, he stretches the elbow from his unwounded arm out in front of him and suddenly drops down on one knee. He flexes every muscle in his arm, the elbow approaching the dog's neck with great speed.

Let's hope this will snap its neck. At least, it should buckle through it's front legs, considering the damage I've already done.

loxmyth · Apr 14, 2003

Clairemont Mansion
1st Floor – Front Entrance Steps

Crying out in pain from the attack, Jac tried to pull her arm back from the creature. But the tenacious grip of its jaws is enough to bring tears to her eyes. She twists her body and drops to a knee, hoping to use the zombie dog's own momentum to propel it away from her and free herself from its maw.

She also looks about at the fragments of the marble, hoping for a sharp dagger-like piece to use as a weapon.

Keia · Apr 14, 2003

Clairemont Mansion
1st Floor – Front Entrance Steps

D@mn, this bite burns a bit. Wonder what the heck these things were eating before they got to us. Regardless, they're not going to have my team or the people I'm protecting - not if I have anything to say about it. Anders thought.

A cry from the raven-haired woman caught is attention and interrupted his thoughts, much like she interrupted his dreams. Anders worked quickly not willing to sacrifice a member of his team before a civilian - even her.

Another precise downward swing on the back of the creature's neck, was the only sound coming from Anders.

mistergone · Apr 14, 2003

Clairemont Mansion
1st Floor – Front Entrance Steps

How many are there? We're gonna get overran before long if there's more than this...

"Corporal, catch!"

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Yuri stares for a second at the club newly in his hand and blinks at it in mild disbelief. Then, feeling like the world has gone into slow-motion, his gaze shifts to one of the dog-monsters, the nearest one now attacking the strange dark-haired woman, and his grip on the makeshift weapon tightens. Stepping up towards it, he brings the club up, arm tensed, and swings it hard at the creature.

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