ICC- Zombie Apocalypse- At the Truck Stop

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T-Bone Diner

Flip stood before the broken window, looking Buzz up and down. His eyes scanning. His stomach was churning violently. "Hey Buzz. How are... things holding up at the compound?" Flip asked, his eyes fixed on the M-16/203

Brownson Airfield

Wallace listened, trying to focous on the conversation between erica, and baldwin, though his attention was drawn to the undead that were closing on their position. "I sould have retrieved my rifle" He thought to himself, but he knew, that fixating his self on his own act of incompetance would only make the situation worse than it already was. He clentched the .357 that had remained in-hand the entire ride, and pulled the trigger back with his thumb, and un-buckled his-self. He swung the door open, and hopped out, quickly he canvaced the area, his fire-arm up, and ready.
 
On the roof of the diner:
Alice smiled as she saw the first zombie go down. She said "Damm I always wanted to use this on my goof off students."
She then took aim at another zombie's head and fired but the shot went wild http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=690133

Cursing under her breath she fired a second time. Again she missed http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=690137

"Dammitt" She quicky recocked the rifle and fired a third time and again missed http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=690139

Alice cursed and fired one more bullet and again missed! http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=690148
 
On the Brownson airfield-

Wallace can see the creatures running towards them. They come in ones and two, but they are moving remarkably fast. The others see it too.

Erica Spears is the first to move. “We need to get this bird fueled up fast and we need to keep them ugly fuckers off. I got a hand pump in the bird and got the fuel ready, but we need to get the gas over here.”

Kimberly checks her shotgun, “We’ll need the strongest men to move the can of gas quickly. I’ll try to hold them off while that happens.”

Michael, Baldwin, Joe Barring and Wallace all have the strength- but Joe and Baldwin are probably the best with shotguns.

“Let’s get it done boys.” Says Erica, as she readies the pump at the helicopter.

OCC- who moves the barrel of gas. I would suggest run with the numbers- let Baldwin or Joe use the shotgun while the others move the gas. Faster you move the gas, faster you guys can shoot. More you discuss it, longer it takes, more vulnerable you become.

Down in the Fallout shelter-

OCC- Waiting on Suaside’s post on what Dave does. Assuming Bob is searching for the pots and pans, he finds them fairly quickly in a number of hard woodend crates marked Wenkler Cast Iron Pots and Pans.

IC- Robert and Duke try the gate, but there’s little luck. They are also reluctant to shoot the lock with their shotguns or Robert’s pistols least a ricochet hits them. They quickly run back up to were Dave and Lynne have been talking.

“We got a problem.” Says Duke. “The lower areas have a padlock and we can’t get through. If we can’t do it, there’s no escape.”

Lynne replies, “I can try to pick it if you want.”

“What’s the situation up-top.” Asks Robert.

“It’s getting worse.” Replies Mitchell who has come down and has overheard the conversation. Max the dog is right behind him.

In the Office-

Jimmy and Samantha fine nails and Hammond and Earl’s toolkit and begin hammering away at the window trying to nail parts of a table against the window to keep the ghouls from coming in.

The sound seems to attract the ghouls in their direction, inspiring them to work harder.

In the Kitchen

Azadeh also hears the sound of the hammer as she backtracks towards the kitchen doors. The creatures are very close now, no more than fifty paces from the door.

She fires her last shots at the ghouls before retreating into the T-Bone hitting on each shot, bringing down three and wounding a fourth.

She then steps back from the door as Bud closes it hard and throws down the lever on the tough fire door.

“You think it will last?” She asks.

“For a little while, but it doesn’t matter if they come around.” Says Bud.

“Let’s get out of here then.” She replies.

Both Bud and Azadeh retreat out of the kitchen and into the diner.

In the diner

Rita sees the creatures are now very close. “Time to get out of here before more of them come through the windows.”

Beth is also backing away towards the office door.

A quick look out the windows and the ghouls can be clearly seen. There are no more than perhaps a hundred paces from the windows now.

In the parking lot-

Buzz sees Flip at the window. “What the hell happened to Horst and what the hell are you still doing here? The compound has been hit and we’re here to get Horst out before more of them things come. Now are you and Horst comin’ or what? They told me Horst got infected. Is it true? Did he get bit by one of them mosquito things?”

In the Hallway-

Sally is following Father McCormick up the ladder. Randall is down there waiting for her to go up, and in that moment takes a generous look at Sally’s rather decent behind. Rosie is also backing her way to the ladder, having no ability to fight at this point. Before she leaves she looks at Bo with a look of some affection. Perhaps had life been another game and she’d been dealt another deck of cards, or had the players been different….

“Bo,” she says, and Bo can hear the deep almost purring in her voice, “You better be careful. With that wound, you won’t be able to get up to the roof too fast and I’d hate to lose you down here.”

On the rooftop-
OCC- Handy is correct, Charlie’s carbine is a .30-30 and does 2d6+4 damage. Just checked.

Charlie looks at Alice and shakes his head. “White folks always taking what the Indian has without asking permission first.”

Ashley leads Dr. Haussman to a safe spot and tries to talk her out of her mental block, but without success

Mrs. Foo finally makes it up the ladder to the roof top. From there she glances towards the Motel. Roll Spot hidden to see her husband.

Father McCormick who has helped her is next up on the rooftop. He moves near to where Luke is prone. “I used to be pretty good with a rifle if you want to use that shotgun and keep them demons away from the backdoor or the windows.”

In the Garage-
Jim Kerr goes insides the garage and tells Dave and Gary, “Boys, them critters are nearly here and there’s no way we can hold them off the diner. We’re backing off either to the roof of a shelter underneath. You better make ready to run.”

Jim searches through Earl’s pants and finds a wallet a set of keys and a multifunction tool. In Hammond’s clothes he finds ammunition for the .357.

At the Hotel-
Stephanie is able to get to the roof of the hotel.
From there she can see that the creatures are closing in on the T-bone, moving primarily on the back door. She’s not exactly sure why that is. She can also see the skinheads in the parking lot. To the West she can see little at this distance. The highway stretches in a northwesterly direction. Supposed there is a little town called Dix and another called Potter in those directions and she can’t help but wonder if they’ve had the same types of problems as everywhere else.

She also can’t help but wonder what has happened at Warren and why Andrews has not yet responded.

Down below Ellen Cody and Jenny Cooper wait to climb up next.

Mr. Foo at the balcony can see Buzz has the detonator in his hand, and it looks like some kind of remote. He flicks a switch and the helicopter blows up. Yet its hard for Mr. Foo to get a clear shot. Buzz is at the edge of Mr. Foo’s normal range and he’s partially concealed by the large truck that he came. In. Mr. Foo can barley make out the individual driving the truck through the rear window. He can see the wounded man in the back seems to be in great pain, his head moves to and fro as if he were withering in his anquish.
 
Down in the Fallout shelter-

Buddy runs up to the group and pants, very tired after his run. He then started to sniff for signs of air hoping to find some other way out. "but he found nothing"

In the Garage:
Jim blinked since last he rememberd he was hammering nails in the boards then he was in the garage. "Must be some special power I got now" he muttered. He then "looked for anything else that would help him fight the zombies and indeed found something" which he picked up and held tightly.

On the roof of the diner:
Alice apoligized to Charlie for taking the gun telling him that it was important at the time. She then decided that maybe those Jesus freaks were right and "tried to bargin with God to be lifted out of here and flown to a place of safety but heard nothing and when she opened her eyes found herself still on the roof"
 
OCC- Steve, you should let the Keeper tell you what, if anything, you find when you're searching for something. It's up to him what's there.

Mrs. Foo failed her Spot Hidden roll to see her husband (36% roll vs. 25% base skill): http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=690921

Stephanie succeeded at her Spot Hidden roll to see if there was anything to the west that wasn't readily apparent (27% roll vs. 66% skill): http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=690933

Stephanie succeeded at her Spot Hidden roll to see Dr. Hausmann on the T-Bone's roof (16% roll vs. 66% skill): http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=690964

Mr. Foo barely failed his Spot Hidden roll to see his wife (77% roll vs. 76% skill): http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=690929

Mr. Foo failed his Sneak roll to move to a new position without the skinheads noticing - though their attention is probably diverted anyway (77% roll vs. 66% skill): http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=690934

Mr. Foo succeeded at his Hide roll to avoid being seen once he reaches his new position (40% roll vs. 67% skill): http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=690936

IC-
In the hallway-
"Thanks, Rosie," said Bo, backing towards the ladder. "I'd hate to lose you too." He hadn't realized before that Rosie might actually have feelings for him. All those times she had flirted with him, he hadn't thought she felt any differently about him than about the other male customers she had flirted with. Maybe in time something might have developed between them, but there was no more time. The world had turned upside down, a mass of zombies was closing in on all of them, and Stephanie had blinded him with science. "You and the others who don't have weapons better get up that ladder first. I can cover you in case they get inside. If I can't make it up the ladder, I can still get down to the shelter."

On the T-Bone's roof-
Mrs. Foo looked over at the motel for any sign of her husband, but there was no sign that anyone was there at all. She had no idea that he was right there on the balcony, though of course he was trying rather hard not to be seen at the moment. Still, she knew he had the sense to get somewhere safe. She wasn't so much worried about him, as worried that he was worried about her.

Mrs. Foo crept over to the snipers and whispered to them: "The trooper said if skinheads leave, we let them go - unless someone down there tells us 'Plan B.' Then one of you would need to shoot out their tire once they far enough away. Might be hard, though, and they probably see us. Can one of you please to give rifle to Father?"

On the motel's roof
As Stephanie pulled up the loose end of the rope that was tied about her waist, she peered out over the flat Nebraska countryside and the ribbon of highway that wound across it. She wasn't that familiar with the area, but she had flown low over it just hours ago when Bob had been forced to set the chopper down. She knew that Sidney was pretty much gone, and it was likely that the small towns in the area were having problems as well, between the meteorites containing the swarms of mosquito-like aliens and the dead bodies rising and attacking people. She was relieved that there was no visible mob of them coming from that direction as well and no flying extraterrestrial creatures heading their way (she did feel vulnerable to them up here), but there could be some of them far away on the highway or coming across the plains. If there were, her eagle eyes would spot them.

Once she got the rope up, Stephanie tied the free end to the top rung of the ladder and crept across the roof towards the satellite dish, using its enormous bulk to conceal herself from the skinheads' view. If they decided to go after the motel, she didn't expect her white skin to protect her.

The situation at Warren Air Force Base was really worrying her. If a nuke went off in eastern Wyoming, the winds would blow the fallout overhead. If they were still on the roof when it arrived, they'd all die slow, horrible deaths. She had been out of contact with Major Andrews for quite some time and had much to tell him. Nuclear weapons would do more harm than good, and even her idea of a high-altitude blast to spread an EMP over a wide area was worse than useless. Not only would the pulse knock out vital electronics, but it wouldn't stop the reanimated corpses. Either it had no effect, the effect was only temporary, or the aliens would detect the nuke going off and simply restart them. She mentally chastised herself for having stumbled over a pitfall that plagued many a scientist: she had wanted her theory to be true so much, she had initially seen the evidence in a way that would support it. She should have known saving the world wouldn't be that easy. The compound was the key to this whole thing.

Still, she held out hope that the EMP could be used on a smaller scale. She would have to collect data from immediately after a nuclear blast to see if the walking bodies fell beyond the range of the blast, and if they did how long they stayed down. Right now, though, the more pressing matter of survival needed her attention. She reached the satellite dish, untied the rope from her waist, and secured it tightly to the base of the dish. Peering around the edge of the dish, she could see people on the T-Bone's roof. She was relieved to see Dr. Hausmann there - but what was wrong with her arm?

"Oh my God," she said softly, working her way back across the roof to the ladder. "Oh, I hope she didn't get bitten and infected." Tears started to well up in her eyes. Not only was Dr. Hausmann the planet's best hope for coming up with a solution to the crisis, she was also a very good friend. There was nothing Stephanie could do now, though, except stay alive so she could get back to her later. Holding back her tears, she arrived at the top of the ladder, held it steady, and waved for Ellen and Jenny to come up.

At the motel-
Mr. Foo nodded to himself when he saw the detonator in Buzz's hand. Fortunately, Flip had come to the front of the diner and was talking to him, so the immediate danger had passed, but he wasn't about to let his guard down. If it became necessary to shoot Buzz, he wouldn't be able to do it from here, and he had time to move to a better location. He'd have a clear shot from the roof, but it would take time to get up there, and while he was doing so nobody would be covering Buzz. Since the horde of walking dead was getting close, the best thing to do would be to make his way to the southeast corner of the motel so he could get around to the west side and the ladder faster, or if there was no clear line of fire from there, then the northeast corner. There were still unbarricaded stairs behind the motel.

Mr. Foo made his way along the balcony, trying to move silently, but he wasn't as good at it as he had been in his younger days. Every creak, every footstep, seemed magnified in his ears. Still, the skinheads had their attention fixed on the diner, and even if they did hear him his weapon wasn't pointed at them at the moment. For all they knew he was preparing to shoot at the mob closing in on the diner.

As he moved, Mr. Foo saw people climbing up to the T-Bone's roof from below, but he couldn't pick out his wife among them and didn't have time to make a more thorough survey. He prayed that she was up there with them or would be soon, since the enemy was closing in. He didn't know what was wrong with the injured man in the truck, but he suspected that he was infected. His medical and scientific skills were sorely lacking, though. Stephanie would know better, but he couldn't risk her safety by having her take a closer look.

Once he reached a spot from which he could get a clear line of sight on Buzz, he watched the skinheads to make sure they weren't looking in his direction and then crouched low to conceal himself and took aim at Buzz again.
 
Parkinglot

"Buzz, Horst is dead. Got his head smashed in, when he turned." Flip said, watching his syntax carefully. He leaned out of the window. "Wasn't much we could do about it."

Brownson Airport

Wallace circled the truck, infront of the hood, and fallowed through, to the others. "We don't have much time... Those things are moving pretty fast..." He then looked back over his shoulder, to the critters that were closing quickly.
 
OCC - what exactly could Dave do when he sees the crates he's looking for? try to open them per chance? Also, you're driving me crazy with mixing up names all the time... grrr


On the Rooftop -

"Take the shotgun if you're certain you got the skills to use it. Mess it up or waste to much ammo and I'll have your head up on my trohpy wall." Luke coldly replies to the preacher "There are spare shells in the backpack."

OCC - Luke fails to hear Buzz and Flip over the gunfire (no warning for the Musquitos atm).


In the Diner -

Bob stays close to Flip to listen to the conversation and act quick if needed. He is somewhat surprised by the attitude of the young skinhead. Is he afraid that his friends will blame him for the death of their leader? Strange that he does not immediately rejoin the relative safety of his friends.
 
OCC- this looks like a busy week for me, probably a busy two weeks. I will try to post on Weds, but make no promises.
 
Brownson Abandoned Airport

Michael sees the ghouls coming near, there are gunmen positioned to provide cover. But what was all this about, then he sees some of the people gathered near the helicopter moving fuel barrels. It looks like they are going to refuel the helicopter.

-Here, let me help you with this.-

Michael proceeds to help moving the fuel barrels.
 
Brownson airport

Wallace de-cocked the pistol, and holstered it. He then walked to the front of the truck, turned and filed his fingers through the grill of the truck, and lifted one foot, placing it on the bumper. He then began to push up, bringing his other foot off of the ground, and lifted his left hand, planting it on the hood. Gripping tightly he pulled his self up on the truck's hood. He then walked twards the windshield, and then turned arround, sitting on the roof, with feet planted squairly on the hood.

"I can cover you from up here" he said, watching the fuel barrel being loaded.

He then un-holstered his weapon, and turned his head to the ghouls that were closing quickly.
 
(OCC- in the past I offered the players the chance to take multiple shots to save time. But up close and personal, gun fire has to follow standard rules. This means that most of you will only get the basic rate of fire for your guns. A .357 gets a rate of fire of 1, a pump shotgun gets a rate of fire of 1, rifles get a rate of fire of 1.


Brownson Airfield-

The coming creatures are plainly visible over the short grass of the Brownson field or even over its desolate expanse. Indeed, there is little left of what had once been a military airbase and later a training school. It is mostly covered with emptiness and grass.

But there is little time for such contemplation.

Erica Spears is preparing the pump from the back of her chopper. Kimberly is providing cover, waiting for the first of the ghouls to arrive. Baldwin throws open the back of the truck. He has driven the truck as close as he can to the helicopter, but they will still need to move the heavy jerry can over.

Big Joe Barring provides much of the strength to carry the gas can, Michael and Baldwin helping as they can.

Kimberly, moving forward towards the zombies, is not prepared for how fast they run. The first is nearly upon her when she fires. The blast blows most of the creatures head off.

Judging that the others are nearby, she quickly pumps a round as she retreats back, to the truck. She prepares to fire as the next comes into range, less than 30 yards from the truck.

(occ- It will take about four rounds to move the fuel can. It would take shorter if more people helped carry it. Also note that while the 12 guage can hit at 50 yards, damage declines at 50 yards a shotgun only does 1d6 damage, at 20 yards it does 2d6 and at ten yards it does 4d6. Also note that the pump shotgun only gets off one shot per round- so don't miss. pistols in this case will only get either 1 attack per round with the .357 or 3 shots with the Glock- all three shots from the Glock must be on the same target. I would guess that zombies run about ten yards per round).

In the Fallout shelter-

Dave finds the crates labelled but quickly discovers that the crates are all nailed shut.

Meanwhile Lynne leaves with Robert and Duke to pick the lock below. Mitchell begins to search the room for a crowbar to open the crates as Dave curses his frustration.

On the rooftop-

Father McCormick looks at the shotgun. "I ain't never used one of those before and I doubt I'd do more than waste ammo. But figuring you know how, perhaps we could switch."

Charlie fires at the ghouls, scoring four hits and dropping three. He whispers to Luke. "might as well give it to him Custer. They're here. Better use of that shotgun would be to keep as many out of the cafe."

To Mrs. Foo, Charlie says, "Best tell the great white hunter that. I just got this rifle as my other is out on loan. I need it to keep them monsters away from the diner and give our people a chance to get out."

Rosie gets on the ladder and quickly scampers up. As she climbs she hears them pounding on the back door. She makes a quick and silent prayer, hoping the door will stay.

(Note- buildings and doors take a certain amount of structural damage before they break down).

In the kitchen.

The ghouls are already pounding the fire door as Bud exits through the swinging door.

Azadeh turns to see the creaturs coming and fires and drops the monster closest to Beth.

In the Office.

Samantha and Jimmy have just finished nailing the window when they hear the moaning of the monsters and the pounding of their arms against the windows.

"We better get up to the roof." Says Samantha.

Jimmy is already running for the ladder.

As Samantha enters the corridor towards the ladder she see the pounding on the door. She's not sure how long the back door can hold against the legion of creatures outside. Already she can hear wood crack on the window.

"You guys better get out of here. Neither the window nor the door can hold for very long." She calls out.

(OCC- how long can they hold?)

In the Diner-

Buzz hears Flip and then calls out. "Well you best get your ass over here, boy. Because that place is about to get over-run."

Beth, who has been watching the creatures approach, fires her .38 three times, finishing of the one Charlie wounded and dropping another before she retreats back towards the ladder. "They're here." She says.

Rita has turned and run for the ladder. But the others see the creatures, many of them, their eyes read and their skin pale, their bodies covered with horrible wounds, are reaching for the windows of the T-Bone.

In the Garage-

Gary and David are leaving the garage and entering the diner, Jim Kerr being the last to exit as he hears the first of them closing around.
 
How many running zombies at the Brownsfield.

Let's say there are 8 on the field now, and each is running towards the van. The first was on its own, the second one is now within 50 yards.

Stompie remember, that if you take a precise shot, you will essentially lose the shot the first round as you says, "I aim carefully" which of course means that the zombie moves about ten yards closer.

let's assume they move at a pace of about ten yards a round. Let's assume that it will take 4 rounds to move the barrel and another 15 to tank the helicopter.

Let's further assume that there are 8 zombies within 150 yards of you running, and another 8 between 150 and 250 yards.

There are also four walkers that are 150 yards away.

They will not all come one at a time.
 
OOC- For this post I'll just be posting for my own characters, Ellen, Jenny, and Sally who gets to fire three precision shots at the zombies' heads before they arrive. I'll also have Ashley try to bring Dr. Hausmann around one more time. I count seven zombies going down since I added the kills (3 more for Charlie, 1 more for Azadeh, 2 for Beth, and 1 for Sally), so there are 109 left.

IC-
On the T-Bone's roof
Mrs. Foo whispered to Luke: "He right, you know. You have three guns, and can only use one at a time. More of us with guns means we kill more of those things before they get in. Nobody else here can use shotgun but you. I could use pistol, but I not very good shot. Maybe someone else better."

"Sean..." sobbed Dr. Hausmann, "Why did it have to happen? Why?"

Ashley put an arm around Dr. Hausmann and tried to console her. "Hey, I know what you're going through," she said. "Thomas, who worked in the kitchen with Charlie, was crazy about me and I lost him today. Right before he left, he...he told me he wanted to marry me." She felt like she was starting to get through, but Dr. Hausmann remained inconsolable.

Sally made her way to the northeastern corner of the roof and took careful aim at a zombie with Bo's pistol, the gun gripped securely in both hands. All three shots struck home, but the zombie only fell after the third bullet hit it in the head.

"Don't stay down there too long, Bo!" called Rosie as she emerged on the roof. "We could use you and your shotgun up here too, to keep them from getting in longer."

In the corridor-
"Okay," said Bo, starting to climb the ladder. "Randall, you're next." He saw Samantha and Jimmy coming. "Then you two. After that, then the people with guns can come up. If we have to close the ladder, head down." However, his wound was slowing him down and he was having trouble even with Randall and Rosie's help.

On the motel's roof-
Jenny climbed the ladder while Stephanie held it from above and Ellen held it from below. When she reached the top, Stephanie took her hand and helped her get onto the roof.

"Thanks," said Jenny, taking hold of the ladder and waving to Ellen to proceed, trying to steady her nerves as well. "I'm scared, Stephanie."

"So am I," Stephanie admitted, "but we can get through this."

On the motel's balcony-
Mr. Foo crouched in the southeast corner of the balcony, taking careful aim at Buzz but holding his fire. It sounded like the skinheads were about to leave, but he had to hold his position in case things went south until he could be sure. The ambling corpses were out of his line of fire, the bulk of the diner shielding them, but even if he could get a clear shot at them firing now would give away his position and might spook the skinheads. He'd be able to get a better line of sight once he got up to the roof.
 
In the Fallout shelter -

OCC - am i lucky enough for the wood boards of the crates being flimsy enough to bust them with the baseball bat?

Dave then curses again as he sees that three of his companions have made off on an irrelevant chase to satisfy their curiousity.

"FUCK! We'll have to lock ourselves inhere, Mitch." he says as he hunts for a crowbar, a cracked metal pipe or anything suited for prying open a wooden crate as he moves towards the shelter door "I doubt it'll take much longer before the zombs get here."

OCC - i take the shelter door is heavy metal with a rotary locking mechanism (like on ships)?


On the rooftop -

"Get off my back, Cochise." Luke snaps at Charlie as he stands up from prone "You better hope I aint Custer, because we aint going to live long if I am."

"Here. Same rules though, old man." Luke warns as he tosses his bolt action rifle to McCormick "Zero'ed in at hundred, but you wont need that much. The bullets and mags are on the floor. Cover the front."

Luke then grabs his shotgun, the shell belt and the backpacks and runs over to the back door.

OCC - shooting a shotgun with relatively tight choke onto a zombie only like 1 meter below should kinda give insane chance to hit, Welsh. so what's the ruling on that?


In the Diner -

"Go Flip, it's your best chance to get out alive." Bob says as he retreats.

OCC - if there are any zombies in sight and in range (with decent CTH) he'll fire while retreating.
 
OCC- quick responses before a post-
About the door to the fallout shelter- no, there is no combination lock and it's not very heavy. Rather, its a fairly simple trapdoor that you found when you moved the beer barrels over.

One might be able to throw the bolt from the bottom, if it hadn't rusted to the point of being jammed. You might be able to unjam it. But it seems pretty clear that no one thought this would be necessary as a fallout shelter for the last 30 years. Hopefully Zombies have not figured out the mechanics of lifting up a trap door. Chances are they will try to either bang it open or claw it open. Either way, you're right- once the zombies move into the hallway, the zombies will probably start pounding on the door. There is an advantage. The entry into the liquor cabinet is visible from above, so if someone thinks of it, they can keep a shotgun on the zombies below and distract them.

As for the crowbar- roll a spot hidden for Dave and Mitch to see if they find a crowbar or start hammering at the crates with your baseball bat. I would say that if you 25 points of structure damage the crate will break open. There are three crates.

As for shooting the zombies from above. Pointing down on the zombies and assuming the ceiling is about ten feet high, I would give you point blank to hit, but more or less the same damage. There really is no added rule on point blank damage for a shotgun, Suaside, sorry.

Strategically- the game for your group is to try to get as many people out either up the ladder or down into the shelter before they get trapped in the T-Bone. Or they try to flee out for the Motel.

If they panic, they will get jammed.

You can move one person through the door to the fall out shelter and one person up to the roof at a time- but you will have to fight off the zombies that close in.
 
Parkinglot

Flip nodded, listining to Bob. He stepped over the wooden siding, and through the hole that was the window, with no glass. "Yeah, Buzz. Lets get going." He said, walking twards buzz.
 
In the Fallout shelter -

Both Dave and Mitchell get lucky in their search for something to open the crates.

"We'll have to barricade the door, we've lost too much time." Dave tells his friend as he heads to the liquorcloset.

"The dogs! Damn it, almost forgot!" he says as he realises the dogs can't get to the roof.

"We're going to barricade the liquor closet." Dave yells when he gets to the liquor closet's door "If you want to go down into the shelter, now is the time!"

He uses his fingers to let out a loud whistle, in the hope of attracting the dogs. Then he starts moving crates and kegs closer to the door, to be able to barricade it quickly once everyone that needs to be in is inside.
 
OCC-
@Suaside-

Remember the discussion of finding the shelter-

Dave leads down the stairs to the first landing and finds that it goes even deeper. He descends down another flight of stairs and finds himself in a larger room that has many boxes of both wood and cardboard. A quick look around reveals that there is another exit of the room leading to another stairwell down.

The place is some kind of storage all marked- VCRs, Levi Jeans, Liquor, Cigerrettes, Watches, Expensive luggage, DVD players, Sweaters, Beer, Cooking supplies, Leather jackets, televisions, cellphones.

The shelter is not earthened but seems hardened and old, concrete and wood with materials unlike that of the rest of the diner.
Click to expand...

So you have the liquor closet that is about two floors above the fallout shelter storeroom- which is pretty large. There are no obstructions besides the stairs going down between the trapdoor and the first store room. In fact the only real barricade is the locked gate much deeper in this facility.

So if you want to open the boxes with the guns- and there are three large crates- then you will need at least one person per box to open it.

Also, people are still withdrawing from the T-Bone and some will come into the shelter since there is not enough time to get them all up the ladder.

I would suggest hold here and find the guns and give those above a chance to escape and lock up the door behind. If you shut the door it should afford everyone above a little respite to further barricade the door into the liquor cabinet and then perhaps bringing down the trapdoor.

If you have a few people above the ladder, they can fire down into the zombies and that should take some pressure off the shelter group.

Of course the danger now is that the longer you keep the door open, the greater the chance that the zombies will get to the door before those above can escape.
 
OCC- I went ahead and rolled Climb for Wallace myself.

IC-
Brownson Airfield-
Wallace could not find a sound footing on the truck's grille.

"We've got more company!" said Kimberly. One of the other seven ghouls was fast approaching, and was now only forty yards away. Kimberly raised her shotgun and took careful aim at the creature's head. Even though the shot would spread out at this range and few pellets would hit the thing, she didn't want to wait for it to get closer. She fired, but the shot went wide. "Crap!" she said, pumping the next shell into the chamber of her SPAS-12.

(OCC- Wallace can shoot at this range next round with no penalty other than the -5% for a headshot, but he cannot climb at the same time. I'll assuming he spent this round aiming. The zombie will arrive in two more rounds, and there are six more runners not far behind it. Wallace has a total of 22 .357 bullets remaining, as he fired two earlier in the garage. He did reload in the truck, so he still has all 6 chambers loaded.)

Baldwin, Joe, and Michael managed to get the jerry can unloaded from the back of Wallace's rig and began to roll it towards the chopper, where Erica Spears was setting up the fuel pump.

In the fallout shelter-

Dave reached the top of the first of the two flights of stairs.

Mitchell wedged his crowbar under the lid of the nearest crate and pried it off with ease. Pushing the lid aside, he tore off the wrapping paper and whistled when he saw the small arsenal within. It was a sniper's dream, containing vintage weapons dating back to WWII and the Korean War, though they had been kept in good condition. There were two M1 Garand rifles, the weapon of choice among U.S. GIs in World War Two, both with scopes, along with 50 8-round magazines of ammo for them. There were also two M14-A1 rifles, these with scopes and tripods attached, and 20 magazines with 20 rounds each for them. In addition, the crate contained four Colt M1911A1 pistols and well over 100 7-round magazines of .45 bullets.

"Sweet," Mitchell said to himself. "Too bad I can't use any of them too well." He moved on to the next crate.

Lynne, Robert, and Duke arrived at the padlocked door. "Let me at it," said Lynne, her lockpicks already in her hand. She inserted a pick into the keyhole and popped the lock as easily as if she had used the key. "Piece of cake," she said, opening the door. "Lead the way, guys." Max the dog bounded along behind them, his ears perking up.

On the T-Bone's rooftop-
(OCC- Everyone on the roof with a gun has one round of fire before time advances again. This means Luke and Alice. The range is point blank, so skill is doubled, but don't forget to subtract 5% for a headshot after that. If you have a high enough skill, you'll hit unless you roll a malfunction. If you get 1/5 of your skill or lower, don't forget to roll double damage for an impale. Since Sally had a good enough shot to kill a zombie with one hit, I decided to apply it to a fresh zombie rather than the one Charlie wounded. Charlie actually did 9 damage, not 8, as I had forgotten that it was 2d6+4 damage instead of 2d6+3. Any damage to that one's head will kill it.)

Charlie Moon had no shortage of targets, with zombies swarming all around the diner. He leaned over the roof and took aim at the head of the whitest zombie he could see. It wasn't the best of shots, but at this range he couldn't possibly miss. The zombie was horribly wounded, but it didn't drop.

"This is kind of fun," said Sally, squeezing off a shot at a zombie's head. She scored an excellent hit, blowing its brains out with a single shot. "Yeah!" The zombie fell, trampled by its comrades on their way to the T-Bone.

"I know you're hurting inside, doc," said Ashley, "but there's nothing that can be done for Sean any more. There are living people who need your help."

At that, Dr. Hausmann finally came around. "What's going on? How did I get up here?" She shook her head. "You can tell me later. If anyone has a spare pistol, I've had training. Fortunately, it was my left arm that's broken, and I'm right-handed."

"He has revolver," said Mrs. Foo, pointing to Luke, who was at the edge of the roof with his shotgun.

Dr. Hausmann made her way over to Luke's side. "I'm not too bad with a handgun," she said.

"Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death," said Father McCormick, taking aim at a zombie's head, "I shall fear no evil: for thou art with me." He squeezed the trigger, hitting the ghoul right between the eyes and blowing its head clean off.

In the corridor-
"I'm not going to make it up the ladder," said Bo. He turned to Randall. "You and the others go ahead. I'll have to go downstairs later."

"No!" cried Rosie. "You can do it, Bo. I know you can. Please! We need you." I need you, she thought, though she didn't dare give voice to those words.

Though he knew he should give others a chance to get up to the roof rather than clogging the ladder, Bo found that he could not say no to Rosie. "All right," he said, "one more try." He struggled up the ladder once more, and this time was able to reach the T-Bone's roof. Randall moved to the ladder next.

"Did you find the guns?" called Samantha down the stairs to Dave. "If you did, maybe I ought to head down instead. I'm good with a rifle."

(OCC- SuAside, you should decide who is going to go up to the roof and who is going down to the fallout shelter. Randall is about to climb the ladder, but can change his mind. Dave will reach the liquor closet next round. The people still in the diner are: Bud, Bob, Beth, Azadeh, Samantha, Jimmy, Rita, Randall, Gary, David, and Jim Kerr. Both dogs had already followed Mitchell downstairs.)

"They're getting in the front!" shouted Rita as she headed for the ladder and passed Bud and Azadeh. "Shoot those damn things already!" She shoved her way towards the ladder. "Out of my way!"

Azadeh took aim at the head of the lead zombie with the AR-15 and fired a shot. She only barely hit, but the bullet passed through one side of the creature's head and out the other. It collapsed, motionless. Another zombie took its place, though.

In the office-
Gary and David retreated through the office on their way to the diner's corridor. The ghouls pounded and clawed at the windows, ripping off chunks of wood. It was obvious that the hastily assembled barricade wouldn't last much longer. Jim Kerr was right behind them, his .44 Magnum in one hand and the crowbar he had found in the garage in the other.

In the parking lot-
Buzz began backing away towards the truck, not taking his eyes off of Flip for a second. "Move it, kid!" he shouted. "Get your ass to the truck! NOW!" He was close to the helicopter at this point.

(OCC- Note that the zombies are closer to Flip than to Buzz. If he stays where he is, they'll reach him quite soon.)

On the motel's rooftop-
Ellen hesitated at the bottom of the ladder. Stephanie and Jenny held it steady, wondering what was keeping her.

"We're clear to the west for now, at least," said Stephanie. "No movement as far as the eye can see - and I can see pretty far. You two help Mr. Foo up when he gets here, then haul up the ladder after him." She crept back to the satellite dish, hiding behind it again to keep the skinheads from seeing her. After they pulled out, then she could head over to the east side of the roof and start shooting. She looked over at the T-Bone's rooftop again. Dr. Hausmann seemed to have collected herself, and she was relieved to see Rosie helping Bo up onto the roof. Then she gasped softly and put a hand to her chest. Bo's movements were slow, and he looked injured. A solitary tear rolled down Stephanie's cheek as her heart went out to him, but she comforted herself with the facts that at least his wound didn't seem too bad and he was still alive and moving about.

On the motel's balcony-
Mr. Foo continued tracking Buzz with his MP-5. There was still the chance that something could go wrong, and he had to be ready to intervene to keep him from detonating the explosives. This would delay his reaching the roof, though he was sure he could still make it in time, but he'd have less chance to fire at the oncoming horde from up there.
 
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