Play@YSDC

In the entry hall-

Lisa Marley and Brian Stevenson,[b]Brian[/b] returned with a double armful of wood and a bucket containing nails and a hammer. He headed over to the front door so he could get to work.

In the street-

Doug Marley,[b]Emilio[/b] fired first, hitting [b]Lou King[/b] hard in the leg. "Come and get us, [i]mon[/i]!" shouted the mechanic. He pumped the shotgun as he took a step forward. "Feeling lucky?" [b]Lou[/b] returned fire, peppering [b]Emilio[/b] in the gut with buckshot, but he didn't go down either. [b]Doug[/b] put the VW in gear and rolled forward, intending to run down [b]Emilio[/b]. But [b]Kate[/b] opened fire on him. Her first two shots went wide, but the third pinged off the fender. It didn't do much damage, but it did distract him. Already swerving, he began to fishtail badly and skid.

In the hydroponics room-
"I'm, like, totally fine," said Heather, her voice slurring. Keith recognized her condition. She was stoned out of her mind. He knew she was addicted to crystal meth, as he was her supplier. She probably had taken some while he was in the bathroom. "My stash is running a little low, though. You can fix me up, right? Tell me you can get more, Keith. I need it."

"Yeah, sure, no problem, Heather. Hold it together for a little while longer. You can pay, can't ya?"

Keith will search for a crowbar or similar, so that he can force Erica's cuffs; also he wants to find some guns.

OOC,[b]Lisa Marley[/b] and [b]Brian Stevenson[/b] are moving to the thread linked below. If they ever have players, they are to stop reading the current thread at this point and are not to read any posts above the one in the link.

Tables Turned

OOC,[b]Doug Marley[/b] is moving to the thread linked below. If he ever has a player, he or she is to stop reading the current thread at this point and is not to read any posts above the one in the link.

The Searchers

In the hydroponics room-
A crowbar wouldn't break the handcuffs' chain. Keith would need bolt cutters or something of the sort for that, and he couldn't see any tools of that kind in this room. He might be able to pick the lock on the handcuffs without something like that, but he was only an amateur when it came to locks. There was only one gun he could see in the room: Erica's M-16, which Heather carried slung over her shoulder. He did remember seeing a few guns in the entry hall when he had been upstairs, lying amidst the dead bodies, but Damon and the others were also up there. A few doors led off from this room. The one on the left led to the generator room, which might contain tools, but that door was locked. The door on the right led to the stairs going back up to the surface. The door to the bunkroom was at his back, and another door was ahead of him on the opposite side of the hydroponics area. He had no idea where that door led.

"Yeah, of course I can pay," said Heather. "My money's totally good."

"Tell you what, Heather, gimme the M-16--it's such a cool weapon, and I'll get you some good shit--you'll love it."

Keith will try to open the door opposite. "Have you got any idea where this leads to?"

Mr. Handy,Does Keith have any drugs on him?

In the hydroponics room-
"Sure, I'll totally trade you the M-16," said Heather. "I think it's worth a month's supply of meth." She just shrugged when he asked her about the door.

Keith opened the door, which wasn't locked. On the other side was a corridor with storage compartments on both sides, locked metal doors protecting each one. They resembled the compartments he had seen upstairs, but since they were hidden down here, they probably contained the good stuff.

Keith Stewart,Yes, you have drugs on you. You have about as much crystal meth as [b]Heather[/b] wants, but no more than that. You also have similar quantities of various other drugs.

"Here's the crystal meth. Enjoy it, Heather."

M-16 cocked, Keith will ascend the stairs. He hopes to discover some bolt cutters in the garage.

In the hydroponics room-
"Thanks, Keith," said Heather, pocketing the drugs and handing over the M-16.

In the basement entryway-
Keith walked out of the hydroponics room carrying his new assault rifle. He reached the base of the stairs leading up to the surface.

OOC,[b]Keith[/b], please roll Listen.

In the storage room-
Keith didn't hear anything unusual as he headed upstairs. When he reached the storage room, he was surprised to walk right into Darnell and Coach Ron Moore as they entered from the hall. The coach had an M4 carbine in addition to his bow and saber. Ron and Darnell noticed that Keith now had an M16 in his hands. They were in a windowless storage room containing shelves full of small boxes. One row of shelves had been moved aside to reveal an open trapdoor, which had a hinge on the underside. Narrow stairs led underground.

OOC,[b]Keith[/b], I rolled Listen for you, since you hadn't rolled.

Ron moves over to the secret door and inspects the hinges and locking mechanism: "This looks to be a fairly defensible door. If we get behind it and close it, the fact it is concealed would be one of it's better defenses.

Handy,Does the door lock from the stair side?

"Hey, Keith" Ron said with a smile. 'Care to take tour with us"

Handy,Post edited above

As he speaks, Ron inspects the door.

"Hmm, not very solid but when closed, it's undetectability is it's best defense" Ron said inspecting the door. "Let's keep going."

ryansommer wrote: "Hey, Keith" Ron said with a smile. 'Care to take tour with us"

"Hell yeah! But, I've got a message for the boss. See you in a bit, okay?"

"Sounds good." Ron said. "We'll see you downstairs."

OOC,[b]Keith Stewart[/b] is moving to the thread linked below. Please stop reading the current thread at this point, and do not read any of the posts above the one in the link in the new thread. Everyone else remains in the current thread.

Tables Turned

In the storage room-
Keith walked into the entry hall, while Darnell and Ron headed downstairs.

In the basement entryway-
The stairs led down to a small room. The room was illuminated by overhead lights. It was bare, with concrete walls and a floor to match. The only feature was a sturdy metal door, which was open.

"They've got a generator down here," said Darnell. "It's not affected by the EMP because of all the concrete over us blocking it or something."

"Good to know" Ron said, "we'll want to conserve the fuel to ensure it last as long as possible."
He leaned into Darnell and whispered: "Take me to Erika, quickly"

OOC,[b]Darnell[/b]'s player has returned, but he probably won't be able to post for a few more days.

In the basement entryway-
"This way," said Darnell, leading Ron through the open metal door.

In the hydroponics room-
Fluorescent lights overhead lit up the vast space beneath the warehouse. There were a few other doors leading off of this room, most of which was taken up by several hydroponic tables. Over each one was an ultraviolet light. They appeared to be growing some variety of marijuana here.

Heather Anderson sat on a chair, her glassy eyes staring into space. She blinked when Darnell and Ron came into the room. "Like, hi," she slurred.

"Hi" said Ron. "I'm Ron. I'm going to be helping out with security around here" he said.

"Lead on" Ron said to Darnell.

In the hydroponics room-
"I know who you are, Coach," said Heather groggilly.

"Hey, babe," said Darnell. "I'll see you in a few minutes." He led Ron through a door to the left.

In the bunkroom-
Ron and Darnell entered a large room containing about a dozen cots in a barracks-like room. There were footlockers beside each bunk. An opening on the left led into what looked from here to be a large communal bathroom. "In here," said Darnell, starting towards it.