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entrancelogs2017-07-17 11:36 am
ofletters) wrote in entrancelogs2017-07-17 11:36 am
( open ) since when have the feds started tracking zombie activity?
Who: Sam Winchester and YOU
Where: Alexandria
When: July 14-17
Rating: R for zombies, violence, and some language.
Summary: It's as close a call as any in recent history, but 'saving people, hunting things' is still the credo.
The Story:
day 1
[ He wakes up in a bed that isn't the one he's gotten used to in his cramped, little space in the mansion. Sam startles, wondering for a wild moment if he'd been sent back 'home,' but one quick look out the window says otherwise. Then - a dream? But there's that feeling of being securely grounded, and he's had enough sort-of dreams that he can tell the difference... usually. As such, the Winchester sets his jaw and descends through a (frankly) very nice house and out the front door, gun raised in front of him.
There isn't much beyond the occasional chirp of birds. It's eerie, and one look around provides him with the currently-absent Dean's commentary: "Stepford much?" Sam scoffs faintly, lowering, but now stowing, his weapon. If this is a Wonderland-brand event, then something's bound to be off, at best. Very, very dangerous, at worst. ]
Hey - [ Someone passes his field of vision and he approaches slowly, offering a wave. ] You, uh... know what's going on?
[ It's someone from the mansion, he knows, from his years of monitoring the network. ]
day 2
[ Michonne had told them quickly enough: zombies. Zombies in a zombie world surrounding, at least a little, this town called Alexandria. So, this is his own country, at least in theory, though with the added 'bonus' of being a part of the apocalypse that took Michonne's family and her old life. Sam remembers too easily the zombies that had flooded the mansion in Wonderland a year or so earlier, and at least here, it feels... more open. Less claustrophobic.
How far will they be able to get, though, if they need to run? Will Alexandria be afflicted with the same borders that Wonderland is, trapping them and the zombies in a cage together?
Sam is quiet where he stands as a lookout, gun trained on some of the walkers below. The noise is a no-no, which is obvious to anyone who's ever seen zombie media, but he's more there in case of emergency. If these guys manage a major breakout, then they'll need guns, and ammo, to stay alive.
Without the functional, magic closets, though, that might get kind of difficult... ]
day 3 - closed to dean winchester
[ They're everywhere, as he should've known they'd be. The zombies took down the walls with the force of their mob and have flooded the town. People are dying, getting bitten, left and right, and the younger Winchester is doing everything he can, alongside his brother, to keep the residents safe. Easier said than done. ]
Dean! [ He shouts roughly, after blowing the head off a nearby walker. Another is approaching his brother from behind, and he wastes no time, after the shout, to take a shotgun to it, sending gore spraying backward from the blast. Sam pants, sweaty and wild-eyed, knowing that they are severely outnumbered. ]
What's the plan? [ Comes the breathless question, with the tiniest of hopes that Dean has some idea of how they can do this without both losing a life. ]
Where: Alexandria
When: July 14-17
Rating: R for zombies, violence, and some language.
Summary: It's as close a call as any in recent history, but 'saving people, hunting things' is still the credo.
The Story:
day 1
[ He wakes up in a bed that isn't the one he's gotten used to in his cramped, little space in the mansion. Sam startles, wondering for a wild moment if he'd been sent back 'home,' but one quick look out the window says otherwise. Then - a dream? But there's that feeling of being securely grounded, and he's had enough sort-of dreams that he can tell the difference... usually. As such, the Winchester sets his jaw and descends through a (frankly) very nice house and out the front door, gun raised in front of him.
There isn't much beyond the occasional chirp of birds. It's eerie, and one look around provides him with the currently-absent Dean's commentary: "Stepford much?" Sam scoffs faintly, lowering, but now stowing, his weapon. If this is a Wonderland-brand event, then something's bound to be off, at best. Very, very dangerous, at worst. ]
Hey - [ Someone passes his field of vision and he approaches slowly, offering a wave. ] You, uh... know what's going on?
[ It's someone from the mansion, he knows, from his years of monitoring the network. ]
day 2
[ Michonne had told them quickly enough: zombies. Zombies in a zombie world surrounding, at least a little, this town called Alexandria. So, this is his own country, at least in theory, though with the added 'bonus' of being a part of the apocalypse that took Michonne's family and her old life. Sam remembers too easily the zombies that had flooded the mansion in Wonderland a year or so earlier, and at least here, it feels... more open. Less claustrophobic.
How far will they be able to get, though, if they need to run? Will Alexandria be afflicted with the same borders that Wonderland is, trapping them and the zombies in a cage together?
Sam is quiet where he stands as a lookout, gun trained on some of the walkers below. The noise is a no-no, which is obvious to anyone who's ever seen zombie media, but he's more there in case of emergency. If these guys manage a major breakout, then they'll need guns, and ammo, to stay alive.
Without the functional, magic closets, though, that might get kind of difficult... ]
day 3 - closed to dean winchester
[ They're everywhere, as he should've known they'd be. The zombies took down the walls with the force of their mob and have flooded the town. People are dying, getting bitten, left and right, and the younger Winchester is doing everything he can, alongside his brother, to keep the residents safe. Easier said than done. ]
Dean! [ He shouts roughly, after blowing the head off a nearby walker. Another is approaching his brother from behind, and he wastes no time, after the shout, to take a shotgun to it, sending gore spraying backward from the blast. Sam pants, sweaty and wild-eyed, knowing that they are severely outnumbered. ]
What's the plan? [ Comes the breathless question, with the tiniest of hopes that Dean has some idea of how they can do this without both losing a life. ]
no subject
C'mon. [ And he moves with precision through the horde, cutting down their foes when necessary, checking a little more than he probably should to make sure Dean's following. This is like home, but it isn't home. They're in their old routine, but not quite.
A short distance ahead, he spots some residents fighting off the zombies and moves toward them, cutting a path. It's clear that his intention is to aid them as best they can, to shepherd them toward one of the houses that's been safeguarded. ]