Episode 2

[Mierin]

Initiative: [dice=20+2]
Perception: [dice=20]

Seeing that she has a shot, Anna aims her rifle at the fast zombie, warning Bryan over the radio, "Incoming!"

strike: [dice=20+2]
damage, if hit: [dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6] = 19

dodge, JIC: [dice=20+7]
parry, if needed: [dice=20+6][rand=989752291902265764374300344896486972703856088767797662873505247]

[sellsword]

[dice=20], Initiative

The Mossberg empty Bryan unholsters the Sig,

Aiming for chubbys dead head he pulls the trigger. Strike,[dice=20+5],Dmg[dice=6],[dice=6],[dice=6]= 8

Lowering his aim he quickly puts two rounds into fattys center mass.Strike[dice=20+2],Dmg[dice=6],[dice=6],[dice=6]= 13
Strike,[dice=20+2],Dmg [dice=6],[dice=6],[dice=6]= 10

If the undead blob keeps coming he'll parry if needed.
[dice=20+5],[dice=20+5],[dice=20+5],[dice=20+5]


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[brianfenris]

GM POST

With the giant rotting bulk still stalking after him, Bryan casts aside his shot and pulls his pistol, capping off a round into the monster's ruined face, the bullet drilling another hole through it's dead skull but failing to drop it yet again.

The next sound Bryan hears is the report of Anna's 30-06, the hard hitting punching through it's undead chest. The fat zombie wobbles on his dead legs, taking one more step towards Bryan and reaching out with a fat decayed hand, then with a jerk he finally falls forward flat on his face.

All three zombies that came out of the house are now down and still. For those paying attention, it does not appear the zombie's moans attracted the attention of any nearby undead, so the best you can tell you are safe for the moment.

Until you hear the tell tale sound of a vehicle driving towards your location.

[Tori]

Perception [dice=20]

"Back to the trucks!" Bernie called gesturing for everyone to return to the roadblock. He moved at a good jog. When he arrived, he grabbed his binoculars, checked the bodies and houses to make sure everyone was still dead and that the three zombies didn't have any friends. He then scanned the hoizons looking for the army, walkers, and to make sure there wasn't a herd beneath the buzzards.

"That must be the Army. Let's meet them right here. Mac, you and Bryan keep your eyes on those groaners and the houses to make sure those three stay down and none of their buddies come out to crash our party. Once we figure out what to do about the GI Joes, we'll search the bodies clean out the houses and see if there is anything we can use. Keep the trucks between yourselves and the army. Barrels in the air or pointed at the deck. We don't want these guys thinking it's a bushwhack. Anna, you cover me. Reload and be ready."

If Bobbie was there, and hadn't misbehaved, he'd let him hold the shotgun.
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[achsaber]

Perc.[dice=20]

Rob looks around really quick then double times it back to the vehicles.Once there he will but his shotgun on his shoulder and take a relaxed pose.[rand=3844666624697239427212975385625953573861181896793142972375742397906]

[sellsword]

Perception[dice=20]

Taking a moment to catch his breath Bryan looks down at the behemoth laying motionless on the ground.With his heel he caves its skull in,satisfied with himself he gathers his shotgun and reloads it as he makes his way back to the vehicles,where he takes cover and awaits there visitors.[rand=0162219647318124776549861710518599223083517514169226714779520407319]

[Mierin]

Anna nods at Bernie and heads back to the truck quickly, getting ready for the new arrival.

perception: [dice=20][rand=5757169764759476746362743973042195319201252346928674870179669036]

[Tori]

"Phone sync with landrover," Bernie said to his telephone. "All windows down. Music, play, Manson, Dope hat. Increase volume."

It was good to be back to the car and having a smart phone and a car with bluetooth. Suddenly the windows slid down and this song began to play. It was fun to be a doctor, but it was more fun to be the team DJ.

[sellsword]

A smile finaly breaks his grim face fucking Bernie he thought,..."I shot that thing 3-4 times in the head,..just kept coming." "that's not some regular shit." Looking at his arm where the zombie grabbed him "Definitely not some regular shit."
Reaching for his head he finds he still has his hat its backwards, and dirty with who knows what pulling it down as tight as he can he leaves it that way.Looking to Bernie he grins like a SOB.

"Turn that up!"

[Tori]

(Rolls held over)
"Regular? What's regular anymore? I could give you some Metamucil, I guess..." He laughed at Bryan. "I haven't seen one of those king-sizers, either, but you did alright. Start off with a double-tap, then keep shooting til they go down. As for the fast-movers, maybe shoot out their knees before you go for their head. Prone makes them a hard target, but those sprinters? I'd rather have them crawling. You did well. You all did well."

It was hot, and Bernie broke into his second canteen. "Remember, stay hydrated."

[foxx]

"Yeah, these damn ghouls have a way of keeping it real." Mac says as he heads back with the others. He approves of stomping the fatty head flat, its the only way to be sure it will never rise again. Mac hurries towards his truck and gets inside, turning the engine over and revving it a little bit to get the dust out. He settles in his mobile fortress awaiting the arrival of the military , or whoever was coming their way.

[Mierin]

Anna rolls her eyes at Bernie's cranking up loud music. 'Is he TRYING to draw attention to us?' she wonders to herself as they wait for the arrival.

[brianfenris]

GM POST

As everyone rushes back to the road block, you do not see any more zombies staggering in to pick up where the fight ended. For the moment you are free undead.

Returning to the trucks and van, you see a hot and sweaty Bobbie come tumbling out of the brush along the road, his cloths disheveled and sporting some scratches. He quietly takes Bernie's offered shotgun without a word and goes to safe spot by Mac's monster rig.

Patty trails after Rob, tucking away her pistol and reloads her shotgun, again taking up her spot towards the rear of her van. “Bernie, we're gonna need to get back to those other two zombies back at the house. It won't be long before they reanimate and have another go at. I don't think our Army guys will be to happy with us if a zombie tries to hop into one of their jeeps with them.”

To the thundering beat of Marilyn Manson's song, it is not to long before the sound of a vehicle materializes into a single lightly armored Humvee driving up from the South, this one apparently driven by a single figure.

For 1st Lt. Joseph Reginald “J.R.” Lilly, ahead you see what appears to be a road block made up of a Land Rover and Van pulled in facing each other; behind them, you spot something straight out of the movie, 'Mad Max', a big rig that's been heavily up-armoured. One person is sitting in the Land Rover and another in the big rig, with several people standing behind the vehicles. They are clearly armed but are not pointing their guns in your general direction.

[Tori]

Perception [dice=20]

"Patty, I'd send you and Rob, but I don't want you to be targets for snipers, if this turns ugly. Mac, you and Bryan keep them covered, and if they run up, or anything else comes from that way, shoot for the head until they go down and stay down. Anna, you and I will cover the front. Patty and Rob, you cover the direction opposite from the house.

"Bobbie, you cover the rear. Don't shoot, just let us know if anyone is creeping up behind us. We'll handle it. The music's for motivation, but I'm also trying to draw out any creepers into the wide open, where we can shoot them at range. Call it, 'Ringing the dinner bell.'"

At that, Bernie saw the approaching HUMVEE. "That must be their point vehicle. Remember, we're making friends, but if they want to start a war, we're all between them and Cochise, and Gil's wire isn't going to keep a company out. Friendly but frosty, guys."

At that, he stepped out. from the road block to greet the approaching soldiers. They would see him wearing OD fatigue pants bloused in tan desert boots, in a military style. His shirt was a light green surgical scrub top. On his head was perched a brown, British-style beret. He was not carrying a long gun, and didn't appear to be carrying a sidearm. As the soldiers approached, he would walk out about 20 meters from the roadblock. Though he appeared to have no firearms, he seemed to be covered in knives, fighting knives, throwing knives and under his left armpit, was what appeared to be a huge meat cleaver.

He gestured for the vehicle to slow and stop.

"If he doesn't slow within 100 meters, light him up, guys! Anna you're on the driver."[rand=113087753843567065515609047008144855400694916004858868055783076]

[farside]

The HUMVEE slows down about 300 meters out and finally rolls to a stop at about 200 meters from the roadblock. A few minutes pass, while you can see the man behind the wheel scan the area with a pair of binoculars. Then the driver's door opens and the man steps out.

A single soldier get's out dressed in full combat gear. He slowly and cautiously starts to approach the halfway point, obviously watching his surroundings even while looking at ease. As he get's closer everyone that knows the military, can see that he has on Army gear and is wearing 1st Lieutenant's bars. He does have the gear and the walk down so you're pretty sure he is legitimate. He does look like he's been on the road for quite awhile. While armed, he keeps his rifle slinged and just warily watches not only the group at the roadblock but also the sides.