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 Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 7:16 pm
[E7 is entering from Zombie Area and taking Route A]
Mmmmm..... Brains sound gooddd He thought as he lumbered forward towards where any food was. He was hungry and well the possibility for food was too good to pass up.
He seemed to almost hum as he moved occasionally giving a "Graaaahhh..." He was looking for the food, granted he was look straight ahead but still food would be there eventually.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 7:35 pm
[ E-13 entering from Zombie Play Area, taking Route E ]
The march was on, and they made for one black parade.
Metaphorically.
Ignoring the literal rainbow of team colors.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 8:48 pm
[Beta Seven entering from Zombie Play area, taking Route C.]
8r41n$.
She wasn't too picky about which route to take, choosing the middle one without any hesitation, because middle is always better. Besides, her focus was all on moving forward towards the glowing building where the brain feast was, and keeping her limbs intact and connected to her body - she had a feeling they were going to drop off...
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 8:58 pm
[Epsilon 8 entering from Zombie Play Area. Taking Route A]
Letting out a long mental groan, E8 stumbled around like some kind of tired drunken idiot as he started towards his chosen path. Really, at this point the only thing he wanted nothing more than to sleep. Just drop to the ground and take a nice long nap, but no, NO, some kind of hidden force was driving him.
He wanted brains more than that nap, at least that was what his half dead mind was telling him at this point. So, he trudges on to collect what he obviously can't eat, just like he couldn't drink when he was dead.
What a world.
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High-functioning Hellraiser
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 9:09 pm
(( E-3 entering from Zombie Play Area, and taking Route B. ))
E-3 sighted on the path she'd managed to choose in her now probably-rotten brain. Route B. To her view, it had less people then some of the others. Less people meant less in her way, and that meant she could better hurry toward the brains.
And E-3 wanted those brains, and she would do everything in her power to get them.
Shambling along a bit, trying not to drag that foot that was responding a bit too slow for her liking, E-3 began to waddle down her pathway.
She noticed a few others on her path and offered her new team-mates a greeting. "Graghahh?"
After all, it was best to be friendly, right? They had a common goal, and they would be the only ones who could help each other on this path if something got in their way.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 9:28 pm
Entering from Zombie Play Area
Brainsssss...... was the only thing on the rather clumsy like creature's brain as he moved behind the rest of the moaning mob of former team mates. He was curious if E-8 who was in front of him had any brains that he could eat however by the scent it seemed he lacked any.
E-5 is going on path A
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 9:32 pm
[A-Eleven entering from the Zombie Play Area, taking Route A]
As she started down the field one thought kept rotating in her head. Brains. She wanted them, she needed them and she would not stop until she had them. (The thought of dieing first didn't really cross her mind.)
Brains were at the building, building was across the field. So, she would cross the field. The quest for brains would not be put off by such a weak little swath of land. No, she would have brains.
There were five paths. Not having room in her head to deal with worrying about about the small decisions (Brains!) she picked one and kept moving towards the building.
Delicious brains awaited.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 10:54 pm
[Zeta Eight is entering, taking Route E, from Zombie thread~]Zeta Eight was hungry. At this point, there was becoming a severe lack of brain function - the male head that was clearly not hers could barely hold itself up on the broken neck, (goddammit, this was Alpha Five's old body wasn't it?** Talk about irony) and yet she still found 'herself' doing a little dance as she walked along the path, Alpha Seven's song stuck in her head. Which never happened -- Zeta Eight didn't do SINGING or DANCING or COMMUNICATING, and yet here she was. Clearly, 'she' had lost her mind. Which was might have been the reasoning behind eating more. Zombies clearly didn't know that eating something didn't mean you used it. Other than for sustenance.
Letting 'her' head bob back and forth, 'her' one good eye staring lazily at the targets, she found words floating mysteriously into 'her' head.
"4ll w3 w4n7 70 d0 I5 347 J00r 8r4in5, w3'R3 N07 Unr3450N48L3, i M34n, N0 0N3'5 90nN4 347 J00r 3y35. neutral "((**As a note, it doesn't have to be Alpha Five's old body, obv xD I know it could be anyone. Also, for your viewing pleasure, all we want to do is eat your brains~))
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2011 11:02 pm
[Z4 entering from Zombie Play Area into ROUTE E!]
The corpse-soldier wobbled his way forward, still blathering senslessly to himself. "Huurrrrrrrgggggglle Huuurrrrrrr~" it was abubbly sort of noise, not even intelligible to other zombies.
But to the befuddled, foggy-headed undead monstrosity, it was *music*.
They were about to play a game, weren't they? He liked games. He remembered that much. And there'd be prizes, he bet.
Tasty prizes.
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 12:56 am
[A10 ENTERING from PLAY AREA, picking ROUTE A]
GRAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, A10 said, a little confused as she looked around the area.
GRAAAAAAAAAAGGGHHHHHHH. Well, she had been an alpha, and she was fairly sure that Route A meant grade A brains. Why anyone would want to take other routes she had no idea, but eh- the less for them, the more for her!
Alternating between '13124444444444444444444444444444441N5' and 'GRAAAAAAAAGHHH', A10 shuffled hungrily down the trail.
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 10:19 pm
For some odd, inexplicable reason the ground begins to shake. It isn't the tremble that is barely noticable, nor is it the shake that makes you stumble before falling flat onto your posterior. Rather it is the sudden shake that skips straight to making you fall flat on your back, face, or side. It is from there that you get a rather charming view of the rapidly darkening sky (or of the sand should you be unfortunate enough to fall flat onto your face). In addition, you also quite easily spot four identical forms. One of them comes closer.
"All must burn! There must be nothing left!" The horse shrieks. Moments later fire consumes all, leaving nothing left.
(( If you are a zombie, you are now DEAD. Again. If you haven't already, please write up your final death solos!
In addition, please go HERE for the offical reason behind this wrap-up. ))
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 10:41 pm
There was a horse. Beta Five thought it looked vaguely familiar, especially from his position on the ground, staring up at the huge creature. Why did it look familiar? His brain was hazy - mmm, brains. He wanted some. When did he get so hungry?
...this horse was in his way of getting brains. Beta Five frowned, attempting to push himself back up to his feet, to push past the enormous horse (had it just talked?), but the ground was shaking, making it impossible. Beta Five wobbled, tumbling back down. There was a shriek. Then a burning heat.
Then nothing at all.
[ exiting back to the death thread! ]
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 10:43 pm
Zombie Gamma Two had just barely gotten down his route when he saw something big approach. Tilting his head at the creature, he noticed it looked rather familiar... only it wasn't red. Before he could even get out a groan of confusion, the flames engluffed him and he was dead. Again. Well. He was more dead at least.
yII has exited - back to the abyss he goes!
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 10:49 pm
E7 had started dancing to the music that the others had inexplicably got stuck in his head. Damn them... He thought, when who else would show up and ruin their fun but another pony thing.
E7 did his best to frown with rotten flesh. He had a feeling this wasn't going to end well. "Grahhh.... Gra....ahhhh." He tried to get out at the pony before he was suddenly killed.... again.
[E7 is Wooosssshhh off to the lounge again~!]
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Posted: Thu Apr 21, 2011 10:50 pm
(Final Zombie Post before E-3 returns to death!)
E-3 was shambling along when she noticed something. More specifically, that something was something rumbly, like she'd stepped on a vibrating rock and her foot was coming off. Looking down rather blankly at the ground, E-3 discovered that her foot was in fact not coming off. But the ground was vibrating.
Wait. The ground wasn't supposed to be--
E-3's slow zombie brain didn't manage to finish that thought. Her half-already-mangled body was already crashing to the ground. She didn't want to be on the ground. That meant she'd have to stand back up to return on her path to the brains. But...if the ground was shaking, she couldn't stand! Meaning she couldn't get to the brains!
Appalled, E-3 looked sideways, noticing some kind of creatures in the distance. Were the brains coming to them instead? That's be acceptable. Less work for her, after all.
Of course, she wasn't expecting it to be a fire-spewing horse. But it must have a brain! B-but how was she supposed to get past the fire to get TO the brain?!
While E-3's rotting brain was still trying to comprend that, the horse did something, and she found herself not needing to worry about it anymore. Probably because, oh joy, she was dying. Again. That ground crash must have broken something important in the horrible body she'd been in charge of controlling. It was either that or the flames. Probably the flames, but who knew?
Oh well, at least she wouldn't be hungry anymore, right?
((E-3 EXITING AND RETURNING TO THE DEATH LOUNGE.))
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