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 Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 2:15 am
::runs away in fear, then realizes what I am doing and comes running back with a bat in hand ready to hit some heads off::
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 2:52 am
My senses go and come for a fleeting moment, the zombies start there assault. Some just lumber around, others are brutally tearing LlamaMules apart with their bare hands... My eyes flick to Nyte behind me kicking some undead a**... right... need to stay sharp...
In an instant my sword is in my hands and the zombie nearest me is without a head. His body lumbers toward me and I roundhouse kick it to the ground. More zombies pour in and join the fray... I slash and hack through them like paper and soon my sword is encrusted with coagulated blood.
"grunnnnnn... moannnn...."
Two zombies get the drop on me... with a thrust my blade is in one of them but the other knocks me back... they both come lumbering in, two more turning two rip me in half... four zombies... four...
Nyte's voice, out of the chaos, "Why don't you use that thing on your hip you love so much?"
Before he can finish the word "love," four perfectly executed undead corpses lay before me, each with a quarter sized hole between their eyes. I retrieve my sword from the chest of one and call out...
"They're just going to keep coming we can't stay here... Anybody have a plan????"
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 3:13 am
FlikMage Verucca ::Cries and hides under the table:: I told you guys this would happen!!
But noooooo....nobody listens to me! ::Gets out katana and hold onto it for dear life:: Zombies pour out of the kitchen as she crouches under the table, then with a sickening thud a zombie hits the ground in front of her... it is stunned for a moment, but when it finally regains it's bearings, it turns its attention on her, crawling it's foul smelling way toward her.
...eeeeee...::starts slashing forward with her eyes closed, jabing viciously::
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 3:18 am
As Ein sits on a stool in the corner, simply waiting for his turn in the game of pool, stick in hand, he takes an eye to the chaos in the works...
"I don't want to dirty this up..."
He disassembles his stick, and puts it back in its case, and stashes it behind the counter, eyeing the 12-gauge shotgun underneath.
"Now this... I wouldn't mind getting a little dirty." he said, with a grin on his face. Ein then picks it up, checks it out... fully loaded. A box of shells right beside it. At that moment, two zombies are eyeballing him, slowly lurching their way over to him. Just as they lunge to claim their meal... BAM! In an instant, their heads are blown off by the blast of the shotgun, the bodies collapsing to the ground soon after...
"Boomstick... 199.99... Shells... 39.99... Zombies heads blowing off... priceless."
He grinned after this simple victory, watching as Flik took care of his assailants.
"Yo, Flik. Let's not let all this pizza go to waste, eh?" Ein then grabs a slice of pizza and mows down on it, holding the shotgun under his arm, pointing to his left, casually blowing away another zombie.
"Now then. For a plan. We should get everybody together, and stay in a group. Wanna go with that for now?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 5:47 am
Verucca FlikMage Verucca ::Cries and hides under the table:: I told you guys this would happen!!
But noooooo....nobody listens to me! ::Gets out katana and hold onto it for dear life:: Zombies pour out of the kitchen as she crouches under the table, then with a sickening thud a zombie hits the ground in front of her... it is stunned for a moment, but when it finally regains it's bearings, it turns its attention on her, crawling it's foul smelling way toward her.
...eeeeee...::starts slashing forward with her eyes closed, jabing viciously::
She effectively albeit inadvertantly dices the zombie into french fries... FlikMage's voice calls out to her, "That was good, try opening your eyes though."
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 6:07 am
Stay sharp, stay quick, stay alive. It's time to prove to your friends that you're worth a damn. Sometimes that means dying. Sometimes that means fragging a whole lot of zombies. I fight my way to the door. Cartwheel over one rushing at me and put a round in the top of his skull. Land on top of another piggyback style and use my legs to twist his head clean off. As he drops my legs extend just in time to catch myself and land on my feet, my gun is in my hand and I put a few in the deadite in front of me... I see something out of the corner of my eye... turn... lock... trigger... NO! Miss... thank god... almost took out one of my own... stay sharp or people die... I get to the door and push back the stream of undead flowing in through it... limbs fly... blood is spilt... close the door... lock it... I tip the vending machine next to it in front of it... should be fine... nice solid door... I turn to the battling crowd, I hear myself spitting the words out but I'm not sure I know what they mean, "Look the way I see it, we've got two options, either we try to get out of the mall where there could be lots more of these things... or we try and find a safe place in the mall to hold out..."
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 6:18 am
::the jewel in his forehead gives off a dim glow and his eyes get a green haze as he tears through zombies 3 at a time. His wings flap and he takes to the air. A zombie grabs on to his foot:: *gotta think quick, this guys slowing me down* ::he does a backward somersault while the decaying fiend hangs from his limb, whe his feet are once again facing the floor his quickly drops with a thrust of his wings, jamming his heel into the zombies face and crushing it on the cold tile floor. He quickly takes to the air once again:: Anyone need a lift? I got room for one.
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 6:33 am
I see Nyte take air and remove his... "obstacle." He says he can take on a passenger, I oblige him with one: myself.
"I think we should try to hole ourselves up in KaleidoJoe's Sporting Goods... more firepower. And anybody with half a will to live should either follow us or try to cowboy up... There's a Tool Depot and an Archimedes Cutlery, there's even an S-Mart on the other end..."
Nyte nods, his jewel glistening on his forehead and takes off... I pulll my gun and blast the random greyskin that thinks he can take us out of the air... just to prove him wrong... oh and stay alive...
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 7:49 am
The darkness begins to blur Celene's vision as she runs hurredly down the dark corridor. Shops breeze by, a seemingly endless abyss of vendors and markets. The sounds lie just ahead . . . If only she could- *FLUMP!*
OW! Why don't you watch where you're going! . . and put some clothes on! scream
The zombie rose before her, a towering figure to her cowering body.
I . . . Um... I think I left my purse... back over- Eh, don't eat me? heart
The creature roared furiously, and began slashing at her with it's long, unkempt fingernails.
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 7:55 am
Celene shuffled backwards, quickly evading the zombie's strikes and rolling safely behind a conveniently placed ficus. Hordes began appearing behind the first, as wave after wave of zombies lined up in unison. Order among the dead . . . It seemed an impossibility. Yet it was a threat greater than any yet faced within a mall such as this.
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 8:07 am
Shrouded within darkness, a shadow within the shadows.
Deep in concentration, remaining one with the wind.
An army, creatures which know no fear.
Death could not stop them...
...but he can
... a flash of light, daggers in hand.
They fly, not to kill... but to distract.
Within the wind, a continuous movement.
Two daggers, one creature. One for each eye.
The claws come out, slash left, slash right.
A thousand to go. It's only just begun.
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 8:12 am
Watching from behind the pleasant-smelling ficus, Celene witnesses the initial attack, and the final blow . . . within seconds of each other. No, it was faster than that. Dark claws slashed violently at the zombie's neck, severing it from the body. His daggers were quickly recovered, and re-hidden upon his person.
Fearing the retaliation from the zombie horde, yet unable to turn and run . . . just of curiosity... Celene's tail swung back and forth as she waited. As he waited. As the zombies waited.
. . . but for what?
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 8:17 am
Sweat on his brow, ready the weapons.
Count, quickly... a hundred, a thousand.
Too many to kill, too many to leave unattended.
Time crawls by... time to keep them at bay.
Strike first, dive in. Cut them down fast.
Left claw, strike with strength, cut it through.
One more down... keep going, don't stop to consider.
To the right, an arm... dodge and attack!
Cut it off, then finish it.
Swarming around, they're endless,
Watch the girl. Make sure it's safe.
MIND THE BATTLE!
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 12:00 pm
Ve emerges from the table, and does everything she can to make it to Kaleidojoes...she stays in the shadow mostly trying to remain unnoticed by the predators, and when she is detected, she builds a little more guts each time by using her katana to chop their head damn near clean off.
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 12:55 pm
BANG! BANG! BANG!
I come running to a side door...."i cant believe i made it" i think to myself, only 2 bullets left and one spare shoe i hadnt thrown....it was all i had....
I had been sitting outside smoking a cig. and out of no where i hear screams so i went running out from around the corner, and that is when i saw someting i had never wanted to see and will never get out of my mind ever again, I almost want to die just so i dont ever have to see it again...Mothers ripping apart their own children, people being dismembered like they were just meat at an all you can ear resturant and there are 3 really fat guys that want that last chicken leg. I turn and run....I didnt think they saw me...I was wrong, I ran my hand gun. I got to my car and pulled my gun I thought to myself how do i kill them??? Shoot them in the head! thank god for all the zombie films....where is Bruce Campbell when you need him.i was able to kill someto buy me some time. I grabbed everything i had...knives, anything galss, and shoes...I grabbed all my spare bullets, a box and a half, and my spare clip, already full (thanks to my boyfrend) I think to myself where is the nearest safe place....where can i go? I look our my window and see people running for the mall...."good idea"so i get up the guts to go and i take off.........
as i aproched the mall I had been able to out run them for the most part. but then it happend, i was swarmed, i dont really even remember how i got out of there, and i could have swarn i was bit but i couldnt find the marking, i made my way out of the crowed....shooting like crazy...bullets were going fast and i was down to just my spare clip...need to save it. I see the front door and i go for it all....i shoot everything that comes in my path....I hit the door! BANG! BANG!BANG! 2 bullets left....I scream.....
"LET ME IN"!!!!
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