New Equipment [Fun Thread]

[Momma Kammie]

It is 9:30 am on a Saturday afternoon. Classes have been cancelled for you this morning. You wanner about to see what this new place has to offer and see a short scientist with spiky magenta hair. She is cute and small, but looks semi serious. Upon further investigation, you see that she is standing next to three comfy looking dentistry chairs with Oculus Rift like headsets upon each of them. One chair is neon green, another jet black with lavender purple stripes down the sides, another electric blue with a large smiley face in the center.

"Good morning Trainees. I have a new training system here I'd love to test on. It will feature a few different training exercises. Each will be slightly more difficult than the last. If you sit down in the chairs, it infers that you agree to the terms of use and sign the waiver."

She will wait for the Trainees to either sit or ask questions.

[Seinaru Kōkai]

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[attr="class","textie"]An experiment, oh my!-Seinaru's mind practically screamed at her with these words as her ears first caught on in passing to the test in preparation. In response to the noise, her eyes shifted, bringing focus to the cute scientist. Over yonder way, three chairs were signed up with some unknown piece of tech. Perhaps everyone was familiar with it, but to Seinaru, who's technological ignorance was relatable to the classic amish, the sight was mind blowing.[break][break]

Carrying her bag with the both of her hands, she waddled over curiously, with an expression of excitement much like a child on Christmas morning. She examined each chair closely, eyes glistening with fascination and unknown intent. She'd look to the scientist and give a determined but still cheerful nod. "I would like to try it." She'd say with a slightly strange tone compared to what someone born into english would use. But there was no mistake in intention. Whether this experiment was dangerous or harmless, she wouldn't risk the curiosity killing her later. Either way it goes, the satisfaction is bound to bring her back. This is school regulated after all. [break][break]

Which chair wasn't a hard choice. The smiley face seemed so cute, she really didn't have to consider the others at all. Her eyes scrolled over the seat suspiciously, making sure the spot was clean before resuming her carefree smile. After a quick little brush, her rump went down on the seat, letting gravity bring her torso to meet the back of the chair. Easy enough. But then she picked up the headset piece... [break][break]

"A-re'...?....Nani kore...?" Dumbfounded, she fiddled with the piece for a hot second, finally figuring it out after a few placement attempts. [break][break]

"Much like binoculars." She'd say with a slightly triumphant tone. 

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[Kit Pharrow]

As pharrow would walk in he would see the lady with the cute hairdo. Trying his hardest to keep this professional he would walk up to her and ask her her name before sitting down in the black chair in a relaxed position while grabing the helm like object in has left hand and taking a sip of his flask (Dr Pepper is inside) as he awaited instructions on what exactly he was doing.

[Deacon Graves]

Using some.. machine to train? Tch.. For some reason, Deacon thought he'd be physically testing out new gear or tech. Instead, those icy blues stared toward the chairs before them. Seeing as the other two were already taken and that the color scheme meant little to him regardless, the blonde male would settle himself down upon the neon green chair. "What good is this.. headset going to do us on a battlefield?"

It was a simple question, as he picked the headset up while sitting and rolled it around in his hands, despite rather preferring to do stuff with his hands, he was still a little curious. He wouldn't put it on just yet, instead continuing to look it over as he waited.

[Momma Kammie]

The woman would smile as they all sat down.

"Thank you for agreeing to the terms. This is Virtual reality made by Holeman Incorporated. The headset will act as a link to the Simulation you will be entering with your consciousness."

At that, belts would appear over the feet, knees, thighs, lower torso, chest, elbows, wrists, and forehead tightening them to the chair.

"Please do not be alarmed. These restraints are meant to keep you safe while you are in the simulation. We have noticed some nerves still try to make the body move while the subjects are under. Please remember that by sitting down you have agreed to the terms of use as stated upon your arrival. The visors will be placed over your eyes. There will be a slight pinch as the needles peirce your eyes and enter your brain. We at Holeman Inc have done much research and have found that this does very little harm to the subject unless they struggle. So, please, remain calm during this process. The simulation will start momentarilly."

Ath this, she would move to each chair and gently take the visor from each person and place it over their head. After she would return to her laptop and strum a few keys. After a few seconds there was a low hum as the visors came to life.
Narrorate this as you see fit for your character.

The first thing to come to view is a menu floating iunfront of each person. Also, they are all wearing jumpsuits according to what seat they sat in.

Player Black:
Start
Tutorial
Options
Exit [darkened]

Tutorial: scrolling words: Aim at enemy with weapon. pull trigger. Repeat until target stops moving.
Options: Sound effects on/off

Once start is aimed at, your vision darkens and Words appear [Waiting on other players] After all have aimed at Start, the screen lightens to reveal a deserted city street, not unlike Cabal. The difference: Things look old, rusted. There is trash scattered around. Windows are either so dirty you can't see through or broken in to reabeal retail stores looted thuroughly. You can't see more than about 20 feet ahead, it's night time and its moderately foggy. A few street lamps still work, but only manage to give the plae a right creepy feel. Words appear atop your screen: "Don't touch the cars. Noise will attract them." Not 10 seconds after that, you hear crying, and see a female sitting in the middle of the street. On the ground at your feet, fire arms: a pistol, a shot gun, an automatic rifle, a baseball bat, and a lead pipe.


((Holeman Incorporated has nothing to do with the story or the site. Just a name I pulled out of nowhere))

[Deacon Graves]

As soon as Deacon felt himself strapped in, he had a momentary lapse in his control, where he briefly struggled. However, he quickly came to his senses. It was unlikely this was for any nefarious purposes. Deacon just didn't enjoy the feeling of being restrained. He would take a deep breath and calm himself down as he seemingly slipped into a new world altogether. A darkness consumed him, before white words seemingly faded into view in front of his eyes. Those icy blues see scanned his options, before he looked at [Start] and everything went black again.

It seemed he would enter some kind of queue, waiting for the others. But eventually that would end and a desolate city view came into focus. He glanced downward to see himself clad in a neon green suit of some kind and at the same time, a few objects near his feet. In all honestly, the setting wasn't unlike what Deacon had experienced growing up- A ravaged and broken world. There was an ominious air about the area, this technology sending a sense of tension throughout his body as if it was indeed the real thing. He supposed to get the most out of this teat run, he should take it seriously.

Crouching down, Deacon would grab at his weaponry. His hands would pick up the shotgun first, pulling it up by the strap. He would pull the strap free at it's connection, before strapping it around his waist in an unorthadox, yet tactically effective manner, at his waist on his right side where it would hang and he would simply lift and hip fire. Tightening the carrying harness, he would grab at the rifle next and sling it over his left shoulder, high and barrel low. The hand-gun and lead-pipe would be next, pipe grasped in his left hand and handgun held in his right. The baseball bat would remain on the ground as he stood and scanned his surroundings again.

A short bit away Deacon's eyes picked up the sound and sight of a woman in the street approximately seven or so yards away. Unsure of exactly what his goals were, Deacon would slide the pipe between his left hip and the strap that held the shotgun against his body, to hold it. Both hands would grip the pistol and lift it higher toward eye-level as he began to take cautious steps forward toward the woman. If the warning message that flashed across the top of his peripheral meant anything, sound was potentially dangerous. He would draw closer toward the woman before he let out a few hushed words. "Ma'am." Deacon hissed as he stopped roughly five feet away, glancing toward his shadowy surroundings. "Are you hurt?"


(OOC: Leon S. Kennedy and.. ZOMBIES!?! I WAS MAAADE FOR THIIIS)

[Momma Kammie]

((Slipping Kit and Seinaru... Good luck Deacon))


As deacon gets closer, he notices the obvious lack in clothing in the female. Oh, she had clothing on. It was just dirty and loose hanging. Her face was pointed down and away.

As Deacon gets closer, he can smell something. It's almost like something is off about her. It wasn't BO. It was more than that. As the best whisper nearer the females ears, Deacon can see her fingers: red like blood and long sharp fingernails.

The female jolts slightly and turns around. Her red straw-like hair covered her face slightly. Although as she kept turning, he would be able to see more. The skin would be ripped and pulled from her mouth, revealing sharp chipped teeth. Red eyes shown brightly from her sunken in face. A low growl can be heard from her as she slowly climbs to get feet.

Her dangerous claw like hands that hung at her side slowly raised to either shoulder as she begins to scream at Deacon and take off at a dead sprint for him. A loud rose can be heard far off. More things are coming...

[Deacon Graves]

The stench upon approach made him weary as all hell. It was not entirely unfamiliar to him, as Deacon had stumbled across his fair share of bodies in his time. Some had been from natural causes and others, not so much. And now Deacon was close enough to get a good look at her. Something clearly wasn't right. Then she turned to look at him and his jaw dropped slightly, a bit of shock settling upon his face as the hand-gun remained raised at the ready.

At this point, the blue eyed man's brain had been completely tricked into believing that this was all real. He'd never usee technology like this before, it seemed pretty real to Deacon. And in the moment of the grotesque woman turned to fave him, he was struck with fear- As if this situation was now a matter of life and death. His heart began pounding rapidly and it was almost like his trigger-finger had a mind of it's own.

As the woman began scream and sprinting toward her, she might have got a foot or so before two gun-shots rang out. The first shot was reactionary, his aim slightly off as it veered toward her neck. The second, he was better prepared to aim and hit her in the forehead. In hindsight, had Deacon not been taken by surprise, he probably would have tried a more silent approach. It was far too late for that, hopefully it wouldn't attract too much attention..

[Seinaru Kōkai]

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[attr="class","textie"]The possible dangers mentioned were enough to give Seinaru a strong feeling of unease, but even as the straps tightened around her, she remained calm for the most part; confident in all visual aspects while assuming an otherwise neutral facial expression. The needles won't bother her. By now, she's used to them. At first they were surprising, scary, but that fear faded with the intense years of their regular use. A flash of colors, lasting no more than a split second brought her into a world apart from her own. Though she had almost no knowledge in the field of videogames, she was more than smart enough to understand the menus and short number of options presented. After viewing the tutorial and making sure sound effects were on, she jumped straight into the game.[break][break]

As soon as the stage started, Seinaru began inspecting herself and the surroundings. While she didn't mind the suit enough to wish she sat in a different chair, it was a still a bit embarrassing given the design. Taking a look at the weapons, she knew she didn't have a place for everything. Watching Deacon, she began to grasp the physics however. From the looks of it, anything goes. This really was a simulation as much as it was a game. Hopefully, the rifle wouldn't disappear, since she didn't plan on grabbing it on account of it's low stopping power. Instead, she opted out for the other 2 fire arms, throwing the shotgun over he shoulder much like a messenger bag.  Spreading her hand to it's maximum reach, she was able to pick up both the bat and pipe in her right hand, while her left devoted itself to pistol firing.[break][break]

As nice as it feels to be comfortably prepared, she knew she took a bit too long adjusting when she heard the sound of shreaking and gunshots. She quickly learned this was Deacon(Not the shreaking part) who was quickly making progress, likely pulling his teammates further along as well with the distant sounds of monsters in the distance. How did Seinaru feel? She was scared of course. Everything felt real, and she likely understood these particular in-the-moment fears better than anyone else. That wasn't going to stop her though. Whether it showed in-game or not, her eyes began to change in color, taking a bloody red shade as she quickly made her way toward Deacon. If his shots proved to miss or simply didn't finish the job, Seinaru would abe in position with her left arm extended with straight and sure-fire posture, taking the recoil from firing shots of her own with little trouble. Her prime target would be the head, but even if that went bad, zombies might be able to live past that anyway. Time to find out.[break][break]

(OOC:Hope it's not too late to get back into the game! Let me know if it is and i'll delete the post!)

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[Momma Kammie]

((Kit booted from event))

The bullets, while hitting and causing a blood spray like effect, seemed to have little to no effect on the female. Deacon would notice along the top of his HUD there would be yellow words reading: "You startled the Witch!" The female would stumble slightly before continuing her pursuit of Deacon. The witch would be on him in mere seconds. As her claws made contact with Deacon's right arm, a searing pain would elapse over the entire forearm. The Witch's rancid breath almost smothered him before she fell away and the screaming stopped. Seinaru had killed her. Not a moment too soon, either. Not all was well just yet. The hoard was almost upon them. They had cleared the buildings and were pouring out into the square.

[Deacon Graves]

Deacon would seethe when the claws of the woman cut into his arm. For a second he almost thought he was about to meet his maker when more gunfire sounded out and the grotesque 'Witch' slumped over. "Shhhit." Deacon muttered as he gritted his teeth against the burning pain from his forearm. However, sounds of various foot-falls would hit his ears. Something was coming.

He would drop low, hand-gun remaining in his left hand while his right snatched up the base-ball bat on the ground. He remembered seeing something flash, something about the cars. 'Noise will attract them.' Considering it appeared whatever 'them' was, were already coming for them, Deacon figured thst had little to lose. Swinging the bat off toward his right, he would aim for the nearest vehicle and release the base-ball bat, intent to strike one of the cars.

He would turn immediantly, running toward Seinaru before looking to snatch up her arm and pull her along with him in the opposite direction of the vehicle. "We're dead if we stay here! C'mon!" At the very least, Deacon hoped it would distract 'them' long enough to allow time to escape. They needed to find some sort of advantageous position if they hoped to overcome this.

[Momma Kammie]

((Waited 3 days. Skipping Seinaru))

A loud car alarm blared along with a thunderous roar. Words displayed once again atop the HUD: "You've attracted the hoard." As Deacon traveled away from the Hoard, he would come across a large unclimbable fence and a door way. Once acted upon his HUD would read "Finish off the hoard, then the room will unlock." With that, another car alarm on top of the other could be heard. The hoard had reached the cars.

[dice roll d20- 6 Characters remain unseen by hoard]

[Deacon Graves]

When he reached the fence, he swore under his breath again and then turned to glance around his immediate surroundings. Deacon wqs looking for anything they could use to their advantage. Any objects that stuck out, they could be useful. He also scanned high, for any place they could gain the height advantage over the horde of monsters that had just reached the car.

If it came down to it, he would have to just start firing and hope for the best. However, if they could get high ground, the chances of survival were much higher.

[Momma Kammie]

[[Seinaru kicked from thread--Jeezes... Good luck bro...]]

Deacon would feel an odd sensation as the hand he was holding and pulling disapparated from the system. Almost as though extreme hot and cold were mixed together and burning his skin. If he cared to look at his hand, there would be an odd blue-ish glow emanating from his palm. Seinaru would disappear in a blur of bright pixels and dust. almost as if the program itself had deleted her from the system. That can't be good...

Amongst the roar and snarlers coming from the group, louder than the rest-- or closer, could be heard a gurgling or perhaps was it simply a gag? A large male-- large as in INCREDIBLY fat-- came half waddling half running towards him.

Enemy roll- 17/20. He sees you. Very well. He can perfectly count all the pixels that surround you vs the world.

It doesn't take long for the enemy to belt out a kind of war scream and run/waddle faster toward Deacon. There does seem to be a favorable amount of cars around. Almost forming a barrier with two openings-- One with the Large "Boomer" as well as several zombies, then the other with only a small handful.

[Momma Kammie]

The boomer charges you and proceeds to vomit all over you. The hoard sees this and is tossed into a frenzy. Swarming you they kill you and the simulation blackens out.

Words appear over your HUD: YOU ARE DEAD. SURVIVAL TIME: 4 MINUTES 15 SECONDS WEAPON UNLOCKED: OOZI. NEXT LEVEL LOADING... 1%... 2% >>>> 99%... 100%

The black faded to a darkened blue, then finally an office appears. There are cubicles surrounding the area. It is easy enough to see over them. Littering the area is paperwork. If you bother to pick one up, you'll notice a [[hopefully]] known symbol:

Lights flicker with a menacing vibe. Its really quiet. Almost too quiet. Although after the attack, you might be loving the silence. There is a hallway leading through more doorways for other offices full of cubicles. All have glass walls to see into the offices. Nothing moves. All is silent. The only thing that lets you know its not still is the flickering lights.

At the floor in front of you: an OOZI with 5 mags, an AUTO SHOTTI with 5 mags, two GLOCKS with 5 mags each [[COMES WITH DUAL THIGH HOLSTERS]], a baseball bat with nails. If you try to pick up more than you can carry, words appear over HUD: YOU CAN'T CARRY THAT. ARSENAL FULL. Remember, you have to have a place for all your extra ammo or keep it nearby. You can carry the Glocks and ONE extra weapon. Once you pick up the weapons you so desire, pockets appear on either outer thigh for ammo.

What are you doing?