Tim Helsing to the rescue! [OPEN]

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Who: timisnotme , his faithful sidekick 40410 ,and last_liar , thinkin_man , playingbadcop  , wings_of_vanth AND ANYONE ELSE WHO WANTS TO JOIN IN!!
When: Sunday
Where: The tenth floor to the kitchen
What: Tim has taken it upon himself to dress like an idiot and lead a group of humans to the kitchen for sustinance
Rating: PG-13 for any vampire attacks

((OOC: Anyone is welcome to join. There's two threads: the journey to the kitchen where any humans can join in, just say what floor you're coming from and all that, and any vampire's can thread jack for random encounters, and a separate thread for the final stand in the kitchen. Feel free to join in at any point on the journey or lie in wait in the kitchen.))

Tim, still wearing this, had stocked up on knives, filled his jacket with wooden stakes, and shot his ridiculous crossbow gun off the balcony enough times that he felt comfortable with his aim. Now, he was ready to do battle.

Being an electronics major wasn't glamorous, it wasn't even all that interesting, but it did allow him to tap into the network and cause this music to be broadcast throughout most of the mansion. Suck on that Professor Harton who said he'd never amount to anything.

With one final look in his mirror, he grinned and left. Time to go collect his unwilling sidekick from his camera-laden base of operations and get this mission started.

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[timisnotme.livejournal.com]

((For anyone who wants to join in on the journey from the 10th floor to the basement))

Tim kept both hands on his crossbow as he leaned against the wall, he ventured a quick look around the corner before pulling his head back.

"Anyone out there?"

[last-liar.livejournal.com]

((8th floor heck yeah.))

Yuu had been waiting for Tim near the eighth floor landing on the stairs, doing his best to stay out of sight. At the sound of Tim's voice, he steps cautiously out.

"I'm here."

[timisnotme.livejournal.com]

He lowered his gun slightly as he approached, still keeping his guard up in case this was a trick. He'd only talked to Yuu once, but he was hoping he was a friend. Or at least not a vampire.

"Hey there! How are things so far?"

[last-liar.livejournal.com]

Yuu self-consciously touched the closed bite mark on his neck, then shrugged.

"Good enough, I guess." He glanced past Tim, down the hall. "Did you have any trouble?"

[timisnotme.livejournal.com]

He pretended not to notice the weird mannerisms of the other man. They'd never met in person so he wasn't really sure what to expect, everyone here was a little off anyway.

"Not yet. But we haven't gotten all that far. Maybe all the people who turned into vampires are trying to resist."

[last-liar.livejournal.com]

"It's probably not easy."

He nodded toward the stairs. "I guess we shouldn't stand around."

Both Akihiko and Yuu have been bitten. Poor Tim. >.<

[timisnotme.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. We'll keep moving. I have someone else to pick up on the third floor."

He leaned against the wall and ducked around it. He may have been being much more over dramatic and cautious than necessary, but the only knowledge he had of vampires was through movies and video games.

[last-liar.livejournal.com]

Yuu watched Tim's theatrics for a second before following.

"I um...don't think you have to do that...."

[timisnotme.livejournal.com]

Yuu should have been thankful he wasn't around for the trek TO his floor. Tim was doing barrel rolls and spy jumps and everything. He's severely toned it down now that there's someone watching.

"Yeah. Probably... probably not huh?" He grinned sheepishly and rubbed the back of his head. "Sorry. Getting a bit carried away."

[last-liar.livejournal.com]

Yuu laughed softly. "I guess it's best to enjoy the parts of it you can."

[timisnotme.livejournal.com]

"It's rare I get to be the hero type. Better live it up while I can." He shouldered the gun and continued down the hallway. Occasionally glancing behind them in case anything was tracking them.

[wings-of-vanth.livejournal.com]

((3rd floor, but feel free to overlook if the others are higher up))

After hearing that a few of the people who were still human were going to the kitchen to gather food, Akihiko felt it was a good idea to tag along with them. They'd be able to face the vampires in numbers.

Of course, first he wanted to make sure it wasn't all a trap. He gave Tim his room number over the communicator, and intended to wait by the door to see if he was greeted by friends or temporary enemies. Every so often, he peeked outside to check.

The heroes might have reason to worry about Akihiko in return. He had a wound on his neck (http://wings-of-vanth.livejournal.com/2077.html), yet still appeared vibrant and...well, normal.

[timisnotme.livejournal.com]

((There's only a few people above you so as soon as Tim gather's Yuu we'll jump down here. Alex is backtagging so we're not gonna wait for him.))

Tim and the others had traversed many obstacles and potential random vampire encounters and had finally made it to the third floor.

"Hello? Anyone around? Akihiko? It's Tim."

He glanced back at the small group of people and then poked his head around the corner looking for the man from the broadcast.

[last-liar.livejournal.com]

Waiting behind Tim, Yuu listened for any response. He keeps a tight grip on the crowbar in his hands that his mun totally forgot to mention in the thread above, just in case.

[wings-of-vanth.livejournal.com]

Akihiko slowly turned the door knob and peered out from between the crack. His party was here to pick them up, and they all looked normal. Not like Minato, who was white as a ghost and baring fangs. He opened the door fully and walked out into the hallway, locking it tight behind him so Minato and Shinjiro didn't get any funny ideas of attacking him once he returned.

"Nice to finally meet you. I'm ready when you are." Like the others, he'd been armed as well. He had his fists and his Evoker strapped to his side. Hopefully that would be all that he needed.

[timisnotme.livejournal.com]

"Cool. Not too much further now."

Tim lowered the crossbow slightly, he still had his guard up in case any of these people suddenly revealed they were vampires and attacked them all. But they all looked, well .. normal. So he was at last beginning to relax and think they could make it to the kitchen, and just hold the vampires off until the event ended.

"We just need to go down two more floors, and then we can stay in the kitchen for the rest of the event. Hopefully it doesn't last terribly too long."

[last-liar.livejournal.com]

Yuu hoped that staying in the kitchen would be as easy as it sounded. But it would only be for a few days, so it probably wouldn't be an issue.

"Let's get going."

[wings-of-vanth.livejournal.com]

Akihiko nodded, but his stomach had decided to chime in as well. He was famished, so the sooner he could get a good meal, the better. He was pretty sure he just needed something more substantial; the meals the dining room had been giving him didn't seem to do the trick. Definitely not worth running back and forth. Establishing ground inside the kitchen would be better.

He locked his door and followed the rest of them.

[timisnotme.livejournal.com]

"We'll just pick up any stragglers on the way down. Shouldn't be too hard. Hopefully."

He kept nervously glancing over his shoulder. They had made it from the tenth floor to the third without incident. It was almost too good and it was making him nervous, like the mansion was toying with them and around the next corner there'd be 10,000 vampires just waiting for them.

((2nd Floor~))

[angel-junk.livejournal.com]

Imagine running into Rambo, bandana, machine gun and massive ammo belts in place.

Now imagine running into somebody who doesn't have quite as impressive a head of hair. Also imagine that this somebody isn't strapped with traditional bullets, but instead is carrying several belts of transparent projectiles that appear to be filled with a white-ish substance.

Lasty imagine that he gives off a strong scent of garlic while yelling at your group angrily

"Nobody move! You!"

He points the machine gun at the group.

"Raise your hand if you are a vampire!"

Oh gawd Bhambo...

[timisnotme.livejournal.com]

Tim freezes, then just ... stares. There's not much else to do in this situation.

"Bhamba? What the hell are you doing?"

Not that Bhamba is the most mentally sound person, but this seemed a bit excessive, even for him. Tim was half expecting to see Amy waddle around the corner with a catapult strapped to her back.

[angel-junk.livejournal.com]

Bhamba reciprocates the stare, still waiting to see a raised hand. When he doesn't he decides that he might as well answer the question.

"I'm using the opportunity to test Veridian's garlic gatling gun prototype. It was originally designed for an R-rated version of Iron Chef America, but... the concept did not test well."

*hops down*

[wings-of-vanth.livejournal.com]

Akihiko jumps a bit at Bhamba's machine gun. Noooot a big fan of guns, even though he's carrying something that looks like one. "Hopefully we don't have to resort to that..."

Re: *hops down*

[timisnotme.livejournal.com]

Tim concentrated on the important part of Bhamba's sentence. Not the part where he had basically threatened to end them all with a garlic gatling gun. But the second, far more interesting part.

"There was going to be an R-Rated Version of Iron Chef? HOW DID I NOT KNOW ABOUT THIS?"

Perhaps the same could be said of all religions.

[timisnotme.livejournal.com]

((It's kitchen time in this here thread.))

"Okay, I think we're good. We just need to barricade the door." He threw his hat on the counter and glanced around looking for something to prop against the door. The chairs maybe?