[FFRP] The Black City...

[Zoey]

Caine looks around, confused about his surroundings. Outside, it's the apocalypse and inside it's brand spanking new? He jumps behind the bar table.
"Hmm... I don't i'll survive on boze alone" says Caine as he takes a bottle and drinks some.

[Knight Errant]

"Heh..."

He dosent even slow down... driving up the slope of a concrete barricade, he flies over a empty cop car and lands on the other side.

"Stupid cops... those things only stop people stupid enough to stop for them... course by the looks of it they might have found that out already."

He continues driving into the city.

[Brnin8r]

Caine's landing makes an awkward *squish* noise and his balance is wobbled a little as he realizes that he jumped onto a body. The person he jumped on is a ghastly sight. His clothes being fairly normal for a bartender, but large gashes in his bloodsoaked body indicate his death wasn't pleasant. What's more interesting though is that there seems to be an odd metallic input at the back of his head and his eye sockets are devoid of their usual inhabitants. His death mask is one of fear.

As Jack drives in further it seems like the storm is getting worse. He eventually comes to another fork. One leading west, the other east. Down the west side it seems like a warzone for a few hundred feet. Holes in buildings alongside broken windows frame a dismal, crater-filled road. Down the East side, Jack finds the same old repaired road.

[Zoey]

"Holy shit!" exclaims Caine as he gets off the body. Now he knew something was up as he inspected the body. He looked at the other door that would proably lead to the back rooms he saw earlier. "Maybe this will lead to some answers" said Caine. He shot the lock and kicked the opened as he rushed inside.

[Knight Errant]

"Hmm..."

The action probably done with, he heads East... he didnt want his car to get stuck on the torn-up road while continuing to look for anything interesting.

[Brnin8r]

In the back room stands an odd form staring at a screen. On the screen, a camera seems to be tracking an obnoxiously large humvee. As the door is burst open the figure looks at Caine. It's dressed in what looks like a black holocaust robe but instead of a face to be seen in the hood, a curved mirror covers the hood opening. An ear shattering scream sounds as the figure leaps forward to attack the intruder. It's fingers are rediculously long and it's fingernails are serrated as it slashes toward Caine's fleshy bits.

The humvee continues to hum down the road until it comes to another stop...only this stop is a bit different. It seemed like someone had rigged the road into a perfect square with bombs and blown the bottom out. The left and right directions were impossible for Jack's mammoth vehicle to get to due to the huge hole. The hole leads to the sewers.

[Knight Errant]

"Eh... damn." He turns around and heads back... maybe the west road would give him better luck after all.

[Zoey]

"Damn!" shouts Caine as he manages to quickly back step, avoiding fatal damage. With both guns in hand, with one he shoots at the head while with the other the chest area.

[Brnin8r]

The road west is bumpy as apparent by the cratered road but soon after, the turbulence ends and Jack is met with what looks like a rush hour traffic jam, only nothing's moving...and from a glance, it doesn't look like anyone is in the cars...it's like a massive four-laned used car lot. The traffic jam extends past and around a corner.

The creature is taken out quickly and soon slumps to the ground lifeless. It's blood slowly begins to leak out onto the wood floor.

[Zoey]

Caine reloads his guns. He shoots the creature's limbs to make sure it's dead before he kneels down to inspect it.

[Knight Errant]

"F*** it..."

He turns it around so it is facing the other way, parks it, and gets out. Strapping his gun and ammo crates on. It looked like he was going the rest of the way on foot.

[Brnin8r]

The creature is well enough dead. It no longer moves. It's essence has moved on. As Caine examined the boyd he'd find that any skin revealed was stark white and underneath the mirrored mask was a gruesome visage. A man, maybe forty years old stares bleakly through dead eyes...at least he would if he had any. It seems as if a black void fills his eye sockets. His dessicated skin is taut across his face and his mouth is stuck in a scream.

As Jack hops out, he feels as if his life had just gotten a bit shorter...or as if someone if not more than one was watching him. Which way shall he choose? The sewers or the world's slowest rush hour?

[Zoey]

Caine sighs as he stands back up. "Great... just great... I coud've gone to the bahamas, but noooooooo. I had to accept the job and now im here..." he said as he kicked the creature. "figthing zombie people". Caine reloads and checks around the room. Before he inspects the monitors the creature was watching earlier.

[Knight Errant]

He decides the rush hour was definitely better than slogging it through the sewers, and starts heading through the streets.

[Brnin8r]

The monitor in the back room shows the same humvee only now it's parked and from it a lone man begins to walk through a long line of cars. There is nothing else in the room except old order forms from when the tavern was in business.

As Jack begins to walk through the street, the air seems to get very thick and everything seems to get quieter. Everything, that is, except Jack's breathing.