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Post by Rob on Mar 18, 2014 5:59:13 GMT
Good day messenger! I've got the information on the scanners and well it doesn't look good. The survivors are holed up in locations marked by the numbers 2 and 4, this is South East of us, there are steep hills and a river to ford, and they have a pack of zoms to their east. While they're safe from the zoms attacking directly... there's ah... two routes in. Never the less, stay safe out there. Raise the gates! Covering Fire! and Go! |
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Post by Badr al-Miraj on Mar 18, 2014 6:03:37 GMT
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"Good day to you," was Badr's only comment as he swung himself onto Fajera's back, the bay mare prancing ready to go. The moment the gates had opened the bay mare was off with just a light touch against her sides from the one eyed messenger. It was showery so the fire had been dampened still, it had already attracted attention. Who knew what else was ahead.
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Post by Rob on Mar 18, 2014 13:36:57 GMT
The landscape outside of Abel Township is grassy as always, though approaching is a forest with a pack of Zombies just skirting around the tree line that do not seem to have noticed the horse and rider.
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Post by Rob on Mar 19, 2014 6:51:01 GMT
It would seem that the zombies heard the horse. They have turned starting to shuffle towards, groaning, a few others leaving the woods
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Post by Badr al-Miraj on Mar 19, 2014 6:53:25 GMT
Badr had to growl at the sight of zombies approaching swinging the bay mare round urging her on, trying to find some way of escaping. They were unfortunately out of the range of the sniper fire or else he'd have relied on them. "Dispatch I have Zoms closing in, can you find me a weak point?" he asked hoping that the scanners could at least give that.
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Post by Rob on Mar 19, 2014 11:32:20 GMT
"Roger that Messenger 1. If you head to the south there's a break, you'll have to move fast though, I can't see beyond the forest edges on these scanners,"
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Post by Rob on Mar 19, 2014 11:34:00 GMT
[004] Congratulations! You found a med pack lodged in between two tree branches. It looks almost full as well |
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Post by Badr al-Miraj on Mar 19, 2014 14:37:41 GMT
Badr reached over as he reined Fajera in the direction indicated grabbing the med pack urging the mare faster on feeling muscles surging under her skin, nostrils flared.
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Post by Rob on Mar 20, 2014 8:55:54 GMT
"Yeh good, you're doing good. You're just passing location 8 - its a clearing in the woods. Actually what's that? Messenger, there's a large box in the clearing, it could be a government supply drop, can you go check what's in it? The zombies seem to have lost you for now,"
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Post by Rob on Mar 20, 2014 8:56:47 GMT
The groans lessen and things become quieter again, phew. It looks like you escaped. This time.
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Post by Badr al-Miraj on Mar 20, 2014 8:58:58 GMT
Badr couldn't help but to roll his eyes at the dispatchers comments. "Copy that Dispatch," he called back even as he slowed the mare relieved to at least have lost the zombie tail reining her to a halt as he slid off to go discover what was in the box.
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Post by Rob on Mar 20, 2014 9:00:12 GMT
Congratulations! You have found a government supply drop containing the following items!
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3 bottles of water -
At least you know its clean
A sports bra -
Still in its packet. Nothing flashy but better then nothing
A mobile phone -
Hey it still works, and it appears to have a game or something on it, maybe if they have the right charger at Abel you could play on it
A radio -
Shame there's no signal - still the insides can be useful in terms of electrical parts
Sadly the parachute is missing or else maybe you could have brought that back for vital fabric! |
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Post by Badr al-Miraj on Mar 22, 2014 19:14:06 GMT
Badr had to shake his head again securing the vital stash of supplies before urging Fajera on. The mare was responsive to his aids as he vaulted up onto her back settling his position close to her neck as she flew across the ground. A glance over his shoulder let him know no zoms tailing him. Good. Silently he urged the mare on, hoping he wasn't too late to get to the stranded party, and get them back safely.
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Post by Rob on Mar 29, 2014 8:29:36 GMT
"All right messenger one, keep at that pace, you're outpacing the zoms easily and you should see them shortly. Once you've got there you'll need to be bringing them in. Contact me when you've arrived at their impromptu camp,"
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