“That is it for sports and now about the strange explosion last night that rocked New Petersburg. Dominion officials are assuring us that this was just a piece of an old confederacy Science vessel that was experimenting on a new nano-steel formula. It appears that -click-.”
“Yeah yeah, I hate the news.” The bartender says “Right I’ll come back to you once you wake up”
“Hey is that Billy on the side walk throwing up?” A random Patron of the bar asks
“Looks like him but he hasn’t drank today I wonder what is wrong… wait that doesn’t look like vomit it looks like…” [Power glitches cutting the patron off] “Wait where did he go what is going on? Who is screaming out there?”
“GET OFF OF ME” A woman screams as a man is on top of her biting at her face. “Help”
“Bill get off her… Bill, Bill what the hell someone get over here and help me get him off of her… how did he even get in here?” A man yells out trying to pull the Bill off a young woman.
"Get down." The bartender yells as he shoots bill with an old looking shot gun.
"What the --- why did you shoot him he was just sick."
"He bit my arm what the heck is going on here... I.." Before the man with a bite mark in his arm is able to say anything sirens are heard and a mushroom cloud is seen in the window.
"Hey that looks like Isaburg.. are we being attacked?" A random woman asks before jumping back as two more sickly looking terrians run into the glass window and start to beat on it while moaning.
"This doesn't look like a Terrian faction attack... They look like they are infected with something... Everyone to the back door grab what you can.. That window isn't going to hold forever." The bartender yells as he reloads his shot gun.
DM- Now the rp has started feel free to rp your first moves before we really get into the action.. you can now rp how you get the misc items you started.. After enough people have posted I will do the next move.