IC: *Emy gets up and crosses the room to inspect the lockers.* *Inside the lockers were a headlamp, a cantine, a basic firestarter kit, a hunting knife, a compass, a rucksack, and a basic first aid kit.* *After looting the lockers, Emy started to make her way out of the infirmary.*
IC: *Emy gets up and crosses the room to inspect the lockers.* *Inside the lockers were a headlamp, a cantine, a basic firestarter kit, a hunting knife, a compass, a rucksack, and a basic first aid kit.* *After looting the lockers, Emy started to make her way out of the infirmary.*
How did you get your avatar?
OOC: All you have to do is privately message Keplers asking to use a certain photo as your avatar. Be sure to insert the photo in the message so he can see it. I was able to get mine immediately.
Startled by the burst of action, Kestrel backs up putting his sights back on Phillip. (One "L" or two in "Phillip?") "Eh, I guess you can move on. Can't be too trusting now-a-days. I'm just rollin' around trying to keep my head on." Flashes a smile and lowers rifle. "Here's a parting gift." Kestrel tosses a bag of canned goods. "See you around." Begins to go back to truck.
OOC: One L.
IC:
"Thank you, if you need anything, just go to the old mansion."
OOC: Ok.
IC: Kestrel nods as he hops into the driver's seat in his truck. Revving the diesel engine, he idles away.
After about 30 minutes of traveling he stops at an infirmary. Hopping out, he begins to enter. "Hello..."
IC: *Emy gets up and crosses the room to inspect the lockers.* *Inside the lockers were a headlamp, a cantine, a basic firestarter kit, a hunting knife, a compass, a rucksack, and a basic first aid kit.* *After looting the lockers, Emy started to make her way out of the infirmary.*
As she makes her way out of the infirmary, Emy starts hearing muffled noises, and after a certain time, they begin to become clearer. It is a really weird combination of repeated gunfire, 20th Centruy militaristic music, and the hissing and clanking of steel.
IC: *Emy gets up and crosses the room to inspect the lockers.* *Inside the lockers were a headlamp, a cantine, a basic firestarter kit, a hunting knife, a compass, a rucksack, and a basic first aid kit.* *After looting the lockers, Emy started to make her way out of the infirmary.*
As she makes her way out of the infirmary, Emy starts hearing muffled noises, and after a certain time, they begin to become clearer. It is a really weird combination of repeated gunfire, 20th Centruy militaristic music, and the hissing and clanking of steel.
OOC: Since you're doing this, Felipe, what does Kestrel hear since he's just outside the infirmary?
As she makes her way out of the infirmary, Emy starts hearing muffled noises, and after a certain time, they begin to become clearer. It is a really weird combination of repeated gunfire, 20th Centruy militaristic music, and the hissing and clanking of steel.
OOC: Since you're doing this, Felipe, what does Kestrel hear since he's just outside the infirmary?
OOC: He hears Philip cleaning his yard.
Basically, old classical/instrumental music and somebody running around clearing out Spammers with a rifle.
OOC: Since you're doing this, Felipe, what does Kestrel hear since he's just outside the infirmary?
OOC: He hears Philip cleaning his yard.
Basically, old classical/instrumental music and somebody running around clearing out Spammers with a rifle.
OOC: Ok.
IC: Kestrel takes note of the sounds by cocking his head to the left but the continues into the infirmary. He raises his rifle, turning on a small flashlight on the side of his rifle that illuminated the hallway. "If anyone is in here you need to announce yourself NOW or you will be shot..."
IC: *Emy gets up and crosses the room to inspect the lockers.* *Inside the lockers were a headlamp, a cantine, a basic firestarter kit, a hunting knife, a compass, a rucksack, and a basic first aid kit.* *After looting the lockers, Emy started to make her way out of the infirmary.*
How did you get your avatar?
OOC: I made it myself out of my own lego and used my phone's camera. 😋
Basically, old classical/instrumental music and somebody running around clearing out Spammers with a rifle.
OOC: Ok.
IC: Kestrel takes note of the sounds by cocking his head to the left but the continues into the infirmary. He raises his rifle, turning on a small flashlight on the side of his rifle that illuminated the hallway. "If anyone is in here you need to announce yourself NOW or you will be shot..."
*After hearing the strange noises earlier, Emy had ducked into a side room. Now, hearing a voice she had to decide whether it was better to stay hidden and risk getting shot, or whether to announce her presence and still have the risk of being shot. She chose the later.* *Stepping out of the room, she called out,"Don't shoot; I mean you no harm!"* *Emy placed her hunting knife that was still in its sheath on the ground.* "See? I am unarmed."
IC: Kestrel takes note of the sounds by cocking his head to the left but the continues into the infirmary. He raises his rifle, turning on a small flashlight on the side of his rifle that illuminated the hallway. "If anyone is in here you need to announce yourself NOW or you will be shot..."
*After hearing the strange noises earlier, Emy had ducked into a side room. Now, hearing a voice she had to decide whether it was better to stay hidden and risk getting shot, or whether to announce her presence and still have the risk of being shot. She chose the later.* *Stepping out of the room, she called out,"Don't shoot; I mean you no harm!"* *Emy placed her hunting knife that was still in its sheath on the ground.* "See? I am unarmed."
The loud noise of a steel boot hitting the ground is heard, followed by a British accent:
"You again? And in the same week, too! Now, don't be too aggressive, Kestrel, there are too many Spammers in this regions, and not many good posters left alive."
The knight strides forward, a rifle in his hands, ready to fire.
*After hearing the strange noises earlier, Emy had ducked into a side room. Now, hearing a voice she had to decide whether it was better to stay hidden and risk getting shot, or whether to announce her presence and still have the risk of being shot. She chose the later.* *Stepping out of the room, she called out,"Don't shoot; I mean you no harm!"* *Emy placed her hunting knife that was still in its sheath on the ground.* "See? I am unarmed."
The loud noise of a steel boot hitting the ground is heard, followed by a British accent:
"You again? And in the same week, too! Now, don't be too aggressive, Kestrel, there are too many Spammers in this regions, and not many good posters left alive."
The knight strides forward, a rifle in his hands, ready to fire.
"And you, at the door, you seem to be new."
*Emy seems surprised at the appearance of this new person.* *She nods and answers quietly,"I am; what of it?"* *Emy then picked back up her knife.*
The loud noise of a steel boot hitting the ground is heard, followed by a British accent:
"You again? And in the same week, too! Now, don't be too aggressive, Kestrel, there are too many Spammers in this regions, and not many good posters left alive."
The knight strides forward, a rifle in his hands, ready to fire.
"And you, at the door, you seem to be new."
*Emy seems surprised at the appearance of this new person.* *She nods and answers quietly,"I am; what of it?"* *Emy then picked back up her knife.*
"It's just that... I don't find many new people around, at least not here."
*After hearing the strange noises earlier, Emy had ducked into a side room. Now, hearing a voice she had to decide whether it was better to stay hidden and risk getting shot, or whether to announce her presence and still have the risk of being shot. She chose the later.* *Stepping out of the room, she called out,"Don't shoot; I mean you no harm!"* *Emy placed her hunting knife that was still in its sheath on the ground.* "See? I am unarmed."
The loud noise of a steel boot hitting the ground is heard, followed by a British accent:
"You again? And in the same week, too! Now, don't be too aggressive, Kestrel, there are too many Spammers in this regions, and not many good posters left alive."
The knight strides forward, a rifle in his hands, ready to fire.
"And you, at the door, you seem to be new."
OOC: Is this Phillip?
Kestrel takes weapon off safe then puts it back on. "Philip? Where did you come from? I just left your town/house just 45 minutes ago." Kestrel turns attention toward Emy. "And why aren't you armed in this territory other than a measly knife? You planning on guttin' spammers up close and personal?" Kestrel almost seems personally offended.
Kestrel suddenly gasps and is glistened in sweat. He leans on a nearby wall. "No! I won't let this happen again!" Pulls an automatic pistol and almost fires it into a wall opposite the hallway next to where Emy is standing. "I'll save you!" He cries.
{JAMMERS! EMY ONLY!} I'm jammering this to you because I think your character would know this. Kestrel's having a fit of PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) due to previously being in the infantry. That's why he has so much military survival gear. The way to temporarily wake him up is to assure him everything's okay and that he's not in a war zone. Tell me if you don't want your character to be involved in this. If you do, then just play along in your next post by helping him snap out of it.
Sig by Sam
Flashes a smile and lowers rifle. "Here's a parting gift." Kestrel tosses a bag of canned goods. "See you around." 
