Zombie Dice RP

The Following event's are going to take place in city of Los Pacifica. Prosperous city which is favored by tourists. The City is victim of the infection outbreak and we will look day back before things escalated. At that time several people were suffering assaults and suffered bites from these attacks. Some people gone missing too after these assaults.

[Have fun]~


A Night at hotel bar in party before things finally got out of hands next day.

Music played out loud in the Room several people going along with music, some sitting and leaning at bar counter drinking or just listening and talking. Several colored lamps flashing bringing light into room to bring up the celebration mood but was still bit dim.

Oscar sat having a drink at the bar alongside some guy with long hair who he was engaged in conversation with. He had stolen the man's wallet and room card key and planned to dump the stuff up there. And maybe buy the next round of drinks.

Oscar wasn't a massive drinker, but his bar companion was into his gin, and Oscar suspected that the man would have to be dragged to his room come closing time.
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Keith was pretty drunk. Not noticing the fact that his wallet and room card key were missing. The young gentleman to his left seemed like an okay guy so he thought it'd be safe to rest his eyes.
Just... for a second...

Just a five seat's to the right Logan sat near bar counter staring into gin glass before taking it down with one shot, giving a wave a bartender to give him another one. Loud music didn't really bother him much, as long as he could relax with drinking.

Jessie Prower had spent the last hour or so mingling with the other guests to this party. She had been dragged here by her friend. She had claimed Jessie was spending too much obsessing over this recent case of hers. She said that the young detective needed to get out some time and take a break from it. Jessie disagreed with this assessment though. She believed this case was far too weird and important to not focus all her resources on.

But telling that to her flighty friend was impossible. Oh well, she might as well enjoy herself. Even though it has an half hearted attempt to have a good time.

Gary pulled Lyytikka into the bar with the party going on, "Awesome," he said, looking at all the people and the lights, "Now why weren't we already down here?" He asked, turning towards his friend.

Lyytikka rolled her eyes, "Oh come on. Can I go back upstairs now?"

"No way, Lyyti, me and you are gonna party all night long. Just you wait, you'll enjoy this," he continued to pull his ever sighing and eye rolling friend through the crowd, towards the bar, "First we'll get drinks, yeah?"

"Sounds wonderful," Lyyti replied, having given up all hope at this point.

Steve quietly sat perched on a bar stool. She looked around as she gnawed on a stick of gum that her brother had given her. Matthew, her brother, had a feeling that the crowd of people at the party would make her feel nervous. It could cause some problems if she suddenly attacked someone and chewed on their hair. Steve turned to her brother in the seat next to her. "Ehm, are you going to drink anything, big brother?" she asked quietly.

Matthew looked down at her and broke out in a grin. "Well, I was considering it, but, since you want me to, I guess I could have a little drink." He turned to the bartender and ordered a drink rather loudly. While doing so, he ended up drowning out Steve's frantic 'B-but big brother, I was asking because I did not think it would be a good idea for you to drink anything alcoholic at the moment.' Matthew adjusted his hat and downed a glass of some clear liquid. Steve had hoped it was water, but her brother's reaction to it proved otherwise. He started laughing awkwardly and he scratched his chin.

"Did you know I like to sing like Lady Gaga in the shower, Steve?"

Steve cringed. It was starting. Her idiot brother was about to go on a drunken rant and reveal all sorts of embarrassing secrets about himself again. And, of course, the drunker he got, the worse the secrets were. She already had trouble looking at him after he revealed a pretty horrifying secret last year when he first tried drinking. She looked around in a panic, chewing the gum more anxiously.

Logan felt bit dizzy after all the drinks he had taken and came to conclusion to head back to his hotel room and keep his wallet full before he would get too drunk and lose himself somewhere in hotel. He emptied his current glass and stood up from the bar counters chair.

He almost lost his balance and had to take a hold of the counter. "Awww shiz...." He muttered to himself when his eye sight became unfocused and unclear from all the alcohol he drinked.

When he reached to the door that lead out from the party area in the room his way was blocked by a person who stood there back toward him. from the behind looking like his chin was leaning against chest. Standing there bit unbalance. "Hey moved aside your blocking the way!" Logan yelled over the music at person who just stood there.

Justin felt way out of place and more than a little uncomfortable. He didn't want to be here really, but the constant pushing and prodding of his co-workers wore his nerves down until he finally agreed to go out drinking with them. He expected for them to go to a local bar, but they dragged him to this hotel bar instead, with flashing lights and people dancing and loud music that prevented him from speaking in a normal tone of voice.

He was starting to really hate it.

"Hey Justin, you've been nursing that beer since forever!" one of his co-workers half-shouted over the music. "Let me get you something stronger all right?"

Before Justin could protest, his co-worker went off to the bar to do what he said. Justine just sighed and tucked a lock of errant hair behind his ear, resigned to his fate.

However he still really hated it here.

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Christine wandered into the bar, glad that her height had some advantage since it made her look older than she really was. She had been waiting in her and her dad's hotel room for hours, waiting for her dad to return from wherever the vague "somewhere" he mentioned was. She finally decided to go look for him, hoping that he was still in the hotel somewhere. The first place she thought to look around was the bar, so here she was.

She weaved through the crowd, towering over most of the people there. She turned her head this way and that, searching for her father.

Gary made it to the bar, setting Lyyti next to him, "There we go. Now, you can't complain about drinks right?"

"And I guess you expect me to buy them?" Lyyti responded, and Gary rubbed the back of his head as he was about to respond, "Nah, don't worry about it. My parents pretty much already got this place set up for me anyway. They even got the bar here to be sure to sell to me if I want anything," she got herself and Gary a drink.

"Dunno where I'd be without you Lyyti," He gave her a wink, and she rolled her eyes.

"Please, you know exactly where you'd be," she responded, which did not merit such a happy response from Gary. None the less, he took a big drink and looked around the place, "Any hot babes you plan on inviting up to my room?" Lyyti asked, half serious.

"Well, now that you mention it..." He gave her a wink before walking up to a woman who had been dancing.

Logan was starting to get annoyed by the stranger idling infront the exit back toward him. With slight alcohol streaming in his blood he was bit more easily annoyed. "Hey are you deaf!? I said Move!" he said clear loud voice and gave a shove at strange.

Columba sighed as he walked into the bar in his stage outfit. He still wasn't sure why he'd been asked to play a female role. The director had muttered something about him being "Prettier than the other applicants"; but he still wasn't sure what that meant.

He noticed some of the other bar patrons staring at him. He didn't really care whether they were staring or not; he really needed a freakin' drink.

After talking to far too many people she didn't nor care about, Jessie finally headed to the bar. She needed a few drinks after that last guy who tried hitting on her. It seemed like he couldn't tell she just wasn't interested in dating anyone, let alone one night stands in a hotel.

She sighed twirling the drink in her glass. She could really use a smoke at that moment. Damn, why did she have to go and leave them in the room. Oh well, she'll just have to settle on the alcohol to calm her nerves.

The man simply stumbled a bit before standing straight again. One of the bouncers arriving to spot."What seem's to be the problem here?"

Logan turned to bouncer and pointed the idling man with annoyed look on his face."This asshole here refuses to move out from the way! He's blocking the door!" bouncer turned his eyes toward mans back before walking to him and grabbin his shoulder. "Alright sir you need to move you're blocking the entrance-" Just as soon as the bouncer grabbed man's shoulder and finished his sentence. The man grabbed his arm and sank his teeth deep in it.

Bouncer yelled in pain as the man ripped flesh off from his arm with teeth, few of the bar's customers seeing this and screamed from the sight. Logan stumbling back horrofied what just was happening infront his eyes.

Bouncer pushed man against wall knocking him, man slid against wall to ground and released bouncers arm. The man slowly stood up now clear view of his face. Skin as gray as ash and eyes white as paper mouth dripping bouncer's blood, right at that moment the creature lunged at bouncers throat and ripped it open with bare teeth.

Being the insightful person he was, Gary was quick to notice the situation that had gone down. As people began to panic and move away from the middle of the commotion, Gary pushed past anyone who hadn't seen it, who thought maybe it was something worth looking into.

"Holycrapholycrapholycrap," Gary tried to keep his cool, moving towards Lyyti, who was just sitting there drinking the same drink she had been.

"Hey, we gotta get out of here. Know the fastest way?" Gary quickly said to Lyyti, who just looked at him funny.

"What the hell happened to spook you of all people so much?" She asked in return.

"Some dude just bit off another dude's freaking ARM! BIT IT! And then bit his NECK! Who the hell does such a thing? Not to mention he looked freaky too," his expression proved to Lyyti he wasn't lying either.

She thought about that for a second, "That sounds... pretty bad. Lets find a way out of here,"

Steve looked around in alarm. From what she had heard from the people around her, somebody had just started eating another person. She chewed on the gum in her mouth furiously. This looked bad. She turned to her brother, who was in the middle of telling everyone around him how he had gotten his foot stuck in a toilet last month, and tugged on his sleeve. "Brother, we need to get out of here," she said softly.

"What's that?" Matthew looked down at his sister. "D'ya have to pee or something?"

Steve frowned. "No, we have to leave because there are cannibals around." Her voice gradually became louder with each word, as it tended to do whenever she became extra nervous. The gum in her mouth was beginning to lose its taste. She pointed to the spot that everyone was trying to get away from.

Matthew looked where she was indicating and his eyebrows raised in shock. "Oh sweet, is that a zombie? Or maybe a scene kid?" He took another sip of his drink and grinned at his sister. "Want to get a closer look?" Steve sighed. Her brother was just so impossibly stupid sometimes.

"Ow!" Jeex, watch where you're- ah, hey! That was my foot!"

Christine was being jostled by the panicked crowd. With all the people moving around, she couldn't spot her father even though he was seven feet tall. She wondered though why everyone was panicking until she heard the cries of "zombie!" or some other such word. That made her goggle for a moment, but she snapped out of it.

She had to get out of the club. Even though she was quite tall, she could still be knocked over and trampled and that was not spot on. Hopefully she won't run into whatever everyone else was running from, zombie or not.

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Justin huddled behind a convenient pillar, looking over the crowd that was trying to escape something but didn't seem it could. When the panicking had first started, Justin's co-workers immediately bolted, leaving him alone to fend for himself against whatever was out there. It saddened Justin somewhat that he hadn't made any close friends at work, but that was his own fault. He just didn't really like associating with people.

And here he was, being a coward and hiding. Well, it was something of a better strategy at least; just wait for the mob to thin out and then he can make a run for it. Slow and steady wins the race after all.

The Zombie already had decided that much more living creature would be most likely suit it's taste since it stopped chewing on the bouncer and and lunged it self on another poor sod biting hard hands. With all the panic, the victim couldn't escape from the zombie.

"This isn't happening...This isn't happening...." Logan kept saying like mantra and noticed that the bouncer started to crawl toward him, eyes white and skin turning gray slowly, looking like he wanted a chunk out of logan.

"THIS IS HAPPENING!!!!" Logan exclaimed in horror as he crawled backwards away from the death risen Bouncer.