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Posted: Thu May 13, 2010 9:21 pm
"Hehehe, you vampires sure are making this fight a good one but one thing don't stand so close to a superior opponent!" John shouted as he transformed his arms into spikes and jabbed them through both vampires' stomachs and launched them at Eleanor to throw off her aiming.
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Posted: Fri May 14, 2010 6:23 am
((Rocket launcher? lol i wasn't expecting that xd Troy it's mutha f****in' morphin' time!)) "What have you done to yourself?" Tyler asked of the doctor, seeing the extreme modifications to his body. He gasped aloud as the man tossed the two vampires at Ellie. He swept her up off the ground, cradled her, and ducked as the two sailed overhead. He sighed with relief as the pain stopped, and he saw that the Ellie, as well as the other two, were alright. It seemed the doctor could not concentrate on too many things at once. His psionic abilities required too much focus. "Alright, tough guy. Let's see if you're bulletproof!" Tyler shouted. He whistled through his teeth again, and gestured to everyone carrying a weapon.
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Posted: Fri May 14, 2010 6:36 am
After having fought his way out of the hordes of random humans, trying not to kill them, and sneaking away to a nearby hill, it was finally time for him to use his trusty old rifle. Going prone and taking the lens caps off of his scope, he checked over the rifle to make sure it was still reliable looking. He then loaded a of the few 30.06 rounds he had into the internal magazine, and cycled one up the the chamber with the bolt. The clicking noises of the gun just made him more excited. Now lining up his shot, he looked down to see two vampires flying through the air, and a lot of just plain confused people. 'They seem to have it under control. Don't wanna pull the trigger until they get any info they may want out that quack.' he though to himself. Laying there with the rifle aimed at the doctor's center mass, he was sure the 30.06 round would do sufficient damage anywhere to the enemy. That thing is essentially a hand cannon!
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Posted: Fri May 14, 2010 7:34 am
((if only we had morphers and dinosaur robots to defeat this doctor lol.))
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Posted: Fri May 14, 2010 11:42 am
((Nah, we should get the TMNT instead. XD ))
[coming soon after school ends, wait more meh to post plz! =D ]
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Posted: Fri May 14, 2010 11:49 am
((Okey doke, I'm just glad you and Dragon are gonna finish this up with us. I was thinkin' it was gonna be just me an' Troy.))
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Posted: Fri May 14, 2010 11:57 am
((cant wait for the next one i got some good bad guy ideas.))
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Posted: Fri May 14, 2010 12:09 pm
((PM 'em to me while they're fresh in your mind.))
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Posted: Fri May 14, 2010 1:47 pm
Troy woke up from unconscious thinking 'Damn, that the second time I've gone unconscious I need to step up my survival game.' He rose up to see Bellatrix on his legs he checked to see if she was alright and saw that her vampiric healing powers were working its course so he let her be. After he lad Bellatrix down he saw the crazed doctor with horrible mutations and heard Tyler yell out "Alright, tough guy. Let's see if you're bulletproof!" So he grabbed his M1 Garand and was ready to fire on the doctor when Tyler gave the signal for he thought 'Even if he has healing powers he might be able survive if we all fire at once.'
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Posted: Fri May 14, 2010 2:29 pm
((Troy, I think I'm gonna handle the doctor character, after Ty comes back, if'n you don't mind. I've got a few ideas.))
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Posted: Fri May 14, 2010 2:42 pm
((sure I wanted to keep the fight going anyways but dont know how many more mutations i can come up with.))
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Posted: Fri May 14, 2010 2:53 pm
((You think I'd pass up on this? I'll be takin' over the, lessee, what did he leave...The Russ and Gravemind charries. BTW, evil guys are mah specialty. =3 ))
Nicole heard herself sigh in relief when she heard Troy become conscious again. Man could he take hits and get up almost perfectly right. She grabbed her shotgun and aimed it along with the other people at the doctor.
Russ snapped to attention realizing the situation at hand, then used his heightened strength to wriggle out of Stryker's grip and a free hand coming out to land a hard hit on him. "Oh no you don't." Stryker dodged to the side as soon as Russ got out of his grasp but the spot still stung. "b*****d, you're going to pay for that!" He growled out tersely, lunging at him with his claws out. Russ ducked though he felt his shoulder sliced a bit. He took a sharp intake of breath and glanced briefly at it, glad that it wasn't too bad. He heard a rustling sound behind him and pivoted to the side in time to miss the claws intended for his back. Stryker cursed loudly and somehow registered in his hazed mind that he'd just keep dodging him. So he made to attack again, but instead roundhouse kicked Russ in the side of the head when he tried darting to the side, colliding with his foot and dropping down like a brick. "Hey Gravie, ya got a damn plan?"
Gravemind brought his thoughts away from where he'd been staring at the side of boxcar. He nodded to himself and took a quick stock of the situation, scanning the area in a wide-ish radius for any zombies. though he knew his brother was probably controlling most of them, many of them he knew perked up at the proposition of getting some survivors to snack on. "Indeed I do, my clawed friend!" He yelled back in a joyous tone, summoning all and any able bodied zombies to swarm their immediate position.
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Posted: Fri May 14, 2010 3:05 pm
The doctor felt a surge of psionic energy as Gravemind put his power to use. "Brother! What are you doing?" Tyler opened fire at John, hoping that the volley of bullets from all directions would stop him. He didn't get the opportunity to see whether they did or not, as a crowd of undead swarmed around them with the mind-controlled humans. One latched onto the back of the SAW. Tyler placed a hand on the base of its neck, and slung it to the ground. Using his weight with the zombie's own momentum as a weapon, and smashed the brittle skull on concrete. He did a quick head count...Ryan was a safe distance away, in a crow's nest of sorts. Russ was still grappling the clawed creature, and Daniel stood with James, their rifles abandoned as the creatures got too close for them to be of any use. The rhythmic pop sound of their pistols added to the chaotic music of the fight. Bellatrix was wounded, but still fighting. Troy was behind her, also shooting. Nicole was also nearby. Tyler looked left and right, and felt a wave of panic as he realized that he couldn't see Ellie. "Eleanor! Ellie!" he screamed over the gunshots and inhuman moaning. "Where are you?!"
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Posted: Fri May 14, 2010 4:02 pm
Nicole gulped uncertainly when a whole, well seeming like it, battalion of zombies crowded from any direction they could. They all stared hungrily at the survivors, screaming indecipherable things. She pumped her shotgun and lowered it down to hip or waist level, pulling the trigger frantically to keep the undead away. Soon though she heard the distinct click of it being empty, but she wouldn't be able to reload now of all times. She tied it back across her back and took out her walking stick, wielding it like a two handed sword. One zombie tried to take a bite of her arm, but she cracked it upside the head. "Oh heck no! No arm for you!"
Stryker laughed aloud happily when "reinforcements" came to help. When he went to kick his fallen enemy on the ground in the face, he felt himself slipping backwards. Russ had seen an opening while Stryker was distracted and had grabbed his ankle. Mustering his strength, he pulled him down to ground level. Argh, you have no idea how that hurt!" Strkyer cried out at the sharp pain of the concrete, rolling onto his side. "Not as much as this!" He crouched a little, pouncing onto Russ and they rolled about in the midst of the chaos, exchanging blows.
"What do you think I'm doing, brother?" Gravemind called back, scrambling up the side of the boxcar to the roof where he stood looking down. "These survivors came onto my--" "OUR!" Stryker yelled out before getting a face full of fist while kneeing Russ. "--turf, breaking the rule of taking any out."
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Posted: Fri May 14, 2010 4:13 pm
Pulling back from his scope, he tried to reach Tyler on his radio. "Can anyone read me? Tyler?" It must have been dead. Tossing the radio over his shoulder, he dug through his backpack to find the rest of his 30.06 ammo. 150 rounds. Man these things are a pain to carry. Looking back into his scope, he notice a massive zombie invasion. "And this the the reason I do it!" Zeroing the scope on a zombie's head, he squeezed the trigger, announcing his presence. Less than a second later, the zombie head exploded to the point of near disintegration. Letting out a whistle, he laughed and starting exploding more zombie heads. "As sick as this is, it's kinda fun!"
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