Gunfight II: Paradise Lost (IC)

[† Raz Version 3.5 †]

Here is a simple breakdown of the map.

Building #1 - Contains the Lobby, Food Court, Gym, Recreation Room, and the Indoor Swimming Pool. The building is one floor.

Building #2 - Contains Rooms 2101-2399, the building is three floors. Rooms 2101-2199 act as the first floor. 2200-2299 act as the second floor. 2300-2399 act as the third floor. There are two elevators and several sets of stairs. Each room has two beds and a balcony.

Building #3 - Contains Rooms 3101-3599, the building is five floors. Rooms 3101-3199 act as the first floor. 3200-3299 act as the second floor. 3300-3399 act as the third floor. 3400-3499 acts as the fourth floor. 3500-3599 act as the fifth floor. There are four elevators and fourteen sets of stairs. Each room has two beds and a balcony.

Building #4 - Contains Rooms 4101-4299. Rooms 4101-4199 act as the first floor. Rooms 4200-4299 act as the second floor. There is one elevator and five sets of stairs. Each room is a honeymoon sweet, each with a different theme. There is one bed in each room, and each has its own balcony.

Building #5 - Contains mostly Powergenerators and monitor systems.

The Beach - Circles the entire island. There is dock behind Building #1, a cruise size ship could dock there.

The Pool - The outside pool covers most of the main ground, there is a control switch for the water level inside of Building #5.

[† Raz Version 3.5 †]

Everyone pay attention to this, it is a simple reasoning, so follow it.

You wake up in a white room. In matrix like fashion rows of weapons come flying towards you.

Voice: Please select your weapons.

You select your weapons and attach them to your clothing. You then black out.

You wake up inside of a room, your dressed in your clothing. You look up and your selected weapons from the room lay on the desk infront of your window. You check the window, you do not know where you are.

Voice: Welcome to My game. You are all players in it. It is a fight to the death. You have unlimited ammo.

I'll get in contact with you soon. Trust no one, shoot at the first thing you see which is alive.

Toodles.

This is just a ground base. I'm setting this up like someone is controlling it like a Game Master. Enjoy.

[† Raz Version 3.5 †]

Bryan stood looking out from his Balcony. The pool was right below him. He didn't know how he got here, all he knew was that one minute he was heading to a Hostage Situation, and the next he was in a white room surronded by more guns than a U.S. Armory.

Intially, he didn't know why he took the Dragunov. He knew of the rifles background and its lore. It was a feared weapon in the right hands. The Dragunov he choose was black with shiny silver steel. It blended suprisingly well to his S.W.A.T. outfit.

Speaking off the outfit, Bryan didn't have a lot of it left. Somehow, most of it was removed. He only had the blue undershit, the blue vest, the blue pants with the bolted hip holsters, the black boots, and the leg holster.

Bryan put the Dragunov on his back with a gun rest which crossed infront of his body. He stuffed the HK USP's in the hip holsters, and the combat knife in the leg holster.

From the directions given by the man, Bryan headed for the roof of his building. He'd use the firepower and the height of this building to his advantage.

Within minutes Bryan was positioned on the roof of this five story building. He had a perfect view of the outdoor pool, and he was protected by the ledge and a few air vents.

This would be easy pickings.

[Jimmy "The Doorman" Manae]

Coming to for the second time, a low drone whines in Manae's ears. Looking about in the dim light available, he makes out several large turbines spinning in their metal housings. There's a slight scent of ozone about. Walking into a small room on the side, he notices several monitors.

Locking the door behind him, Manae lays his peacemaker and S&W out on the panal, keeping his sword and Mauser on his back. The monitors flash scenes from several locations about the island, so he stops to get a good bearing of where he'd been thrown to... and with who else.

[Gabriel]

Ai slowly opened his eyes, with haunting voices in his head, commanding him to kill anyone who dare oppose him. Anyone who dare defy his power. He flexed his muscles. He was strapped to the bed. He broke out of them, with a scream. He curled himself into a ball, and stretched out afterwards. His legs were nearly paralyzed. He stands up, and looks around. He sees an M1 on the floor. He leans down, and picks it up, stumbling out of the room.

[Gojira]

/me Carl stands on the dock loading seven rounds into his shotgun. He stands behind a building on the dock.

Hmm, where to now?

[Craze 8]

*Axel wakes up on the bed and listens to the announcers words, realizing he is hunted, he quickly gets away from the windows*

*he heres a gun shot and peeking up he sees a bullet hole through his window*

*he goes to the doorway, and seeing a little bit of ceiling above the doorway he climbs up into that space, using his legs to keep himself up*

*he opens the door wide open, he takes out his piano wire, and with a revolver ready in one hand, spreads the piano wire out in bothe hands and awaits any persons who come in*

[Lunatic Pandora]

*Mr. Pickle wakes up in a kitchen like area and wonders why a bed is in the kitchen, he walks over to get the guns and dagger and walks out of the kitchen*

[dragonclaw15]

Rayne looked out of the window of Room 4253 and frowned. What a horrible view. She threw a glance backwards at the suite itself and gagged. There wasn't much of a view inside, either - the entire room was done up in a gaudy Old West theme. She slung her G36 over her shoulder and checked the action. She smiled to herself and slapped the 100-round dual drum magazine into the reciever and cocked the weapon.

Rayne wasn't familiar with this place, but she was definitely familiar with her weapons - she had used them often.

Rayne cast another look behind her. There were several holes ripped in the ceiling and walls. She smiled at her own handiwork. For some reason, cameras and bugs had been everywhere in the room. She pulled the twin Glock 18Cs from the holsters crossed over her chest, just under her breasts. She snapped 31-round magazines into these and pulled the actions back, then replaced them in the holsters.

Rayne looked out the window again. She moved to the side of it, gaining a good view of another building. She noticed a small figure that seemed to be moving around on top of the roof of that building, but she decided to lie down on the bed instead of fire at the other man. No point in giving away her position for a shot like that.

Rayne took up a prone position on the bed, carefully away from the window. She readied her G36 before her. This would be interesting...

[Not so lazy Viper]

*Viper awakens in a room looking over the court yard. He gets up a little dazed, and looks outside. He locks the door to the room, and starts loading his spring field. He kneels at the window, and looks around for a prime target*

[Angel Aries]

For some odd reason, Aries wakes up hanging by his ankles from the railing of a stairwell in Building Two. He shankes his head and immediately regrets the motion, as it brings even more blood into his face. He looks up (down?) to see that his M240 Gulf machine gun is lying on the stairs below him. He groans, then, with some effort, pulls a vertical situp and frees his ankles. Now right-side up and hanging from the railing by his hands, he looks down the check his distance and drops.

He lands on the stairs and easily absorbs the impact, looks left, then right, then begins to pick up his machine gun. He grunts at the heaviness of the damned thing, then sets it back down, reaches into his pocket and produces a sling. He attatches it to the machine gun, then loops it about him and hefts it up a little easily this time.

After pushing his glasses up on his nose, he opens the breach of the machine gun and checks his ammo belt on the tray. He slaps it back down again, then pulls the charger back on it, underhand, just like he was taught.

He opens up the bipod on it just in case, then looks down the stairwell, then up, trying to decide which way to go.

[Squall01]

ah geez......a game. Well I'm good at games

*Leon looked around the Lobby,seeing how nicely furnished it was*

odd.....kinda fancy for a warzone

*checking to make sure his sword will be able to be drawn easily,Leon loads his shotgun and 44 magnum and steps outside to see what ture this game will take*

[Gundam Retal]

Retal awoke simply and quietly inside of a room on the first floor of Building three. Rolling off his bed and onto the floor, he stumbles to his feet, angry at having been awoken from one of the most violent nightmares he had ever had, featuring him slaying many hundreds of innocent people...

Anywho, needing a quick wakeup call, he noticed a set of pistols laying on a table in front of him, and so he picked one up and aimed it at the roof, pumping off a round, the loud bang quickly snaping him to his full battle alert. His eyes shifted around his rom quickly and with purpose, quickly taking in all necessary details, and with practiced ease he grabbed his M4, letting it hang by a strap over his right shoulder, and placing his pistols into holsters on his upper arms. He walked out into the hallway and found the nearest staircase, heading up to the top floor...

[Crazy 8]

*without a breath Craze waits there a few moments, slowly breathing and listening for footsteps of silent wanderer, any unwanted sounds blocks from his hearing, focus as he may on the sounds he wants to here:a cocking of a gun, the scurry of footsteps, the grip of a handle, and other so threats that seem evident to his demise*

*even an unwanted crash makes him stay as stable, only quickens his heart pace, and he tries to control his heart, even in a silent situation, a heart beat gives away too much information and warning to someone close by*

*he sees that patience is virtue of which may be evident in this game, but likely-hood of someone noticing an open door is slim to none to his thought*

*he quietly drops down, bending his knees as he lands to help absorb the shock and quiet the landing, he then puts his back on the doorway and looks into the hallwway for a second for a quick scan to see if anyone is near*

~whispers~ There could be tens of people here, or maybe only a few, but by any means a game like so needs to be cautious when unknown are the odds.

*he gets out his revolver and wraps the piano cord loosely in his left hand, he gets out into the hallway, he strafes down the hallway, glancing at the numbers: 3576, 3575.....*

[Squall01]

*running out of the lobby,guns ready,Leon takes a look around*

hmmm I wonder if anyones here

*Leon quickly figures out where everybody could be at. Readying himself he takes another quick look,then heads towards the closest place he could think of someone being at. Hopeing for this gun to have a good ending he walks into his fate*