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frayedflower rolled 1 100-sided dice:
44
Total: 44 (1-100)
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 Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 5:25 pm
Sam hadn't attacked anyone yet. He liked to think it was because he hadn't gotten a chance. Yes, their team was so effective, he didn't even need to get a blow in to help defend their base. That was one lie so convincing, he almost believed it himself.
This was the first he'd seen of the zombies yet, first-hand. It wasn't that hard to pick them out, with the green skin and all. But if it wasn't for that, they didn't look all that different from the way they had before. They still looked human. They still spoke. From what he saw, they still felt pain. He kept reminding himself that they weren't really human, from what Sue had told him. Just monsters, just monsters - it didn't really hurt the girl to have spikes driven through her chest. Or the other to have her head bashed in. It wasn't real, none of it was real, just one more way to try and kill them all.
It didn't make any of it any easier.
Then, like always, the strange grew even stranger. There was a girl in a poofy outfit trying to... steal one of the zombies? Huh? What in the hell was that all about? "What's she trying to do?" Get eaten? Was it an old friend?
From there, it was like chaos erupted in every direction. The girl was there with the zombie, another girl had appeared, and the one zombie was attacking - attacking them, one of them -
It was easier to act when it was one of them on the line, someone's life in danger. The image flashed before his eyes again of the room, the boy's throat gushing blood across the floor. He never wanted to watch someone die like that again, never. His body reacted violently with barely a second thought, like the urge to puke or scratch an itch. The pink haired boy lunged, grabbing a rock in his hand to fling it at Ara with a flare of unreadable emotion in his vibrant eyes.
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 3:14 am
The first brick almost completely missed Ara’s back, and only left a tiny bruise that would heal quickly. This wasn’t what made him stop.
The second attack did. A second rock was much more successfully thrown; it hit right on his knee. The pain was numb, but all of a sudden, his leg went limp. Sam's rock may have broken a bone in there. The zombie slowed down dramatically and kneeled, almost falling outward because of the speed he’s been running at before.
A brief vertigo overcame Ara, as his zombie mind called for help from his scientific mind to know the course of action, and his scientific mind struggled to get full control. Dizzy, he raised his eyes to look at the Zodiac who was now dangerously close to him.
Without any warning, his primal instincts entered a blind rage. She wasn’t in normal uniform like everyone else, she was in a ridiculous dress, with a ridiculous tiara, and a ridiculous brooch. But despite all the silliness of her outfit and the stupidity of her behaviour, the back of his mind shouted that she was DANGEROUS. And she was his prime target. Kill the girl, eat the girl. Forget everyone else, eat that one girl first.
Now that he had fallen on his knee, he could feel how hard it would be for him to stand up again. So, his rationality could only propose to crawl, catch her unprotected legs, and devour her from there. All the better if the other zombie made up her mind and joined him… he even wondered, in a misplaced fit of scientific mind, if the probability she would faint before he ate more than a single leg was higher than the probability another youma would get her.
As he crawled, he let out a guttural growl.
[52/100]
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eldritch stardust rolled 1 100-sided dice:
38
Total: 38 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 4:35 am
Jess hated to do it. Hated having to repay Ara's prior kindness and help in this way. But she couldn't let him break the rules either and potentially add yet another opponent to their ranks. With that in mind, she turned her back on the Calintha, gave Evie a curt head-shake and , selecting a brick, lobbed it with as much strength as she could at Ara.
She didn't want to hurt him. If he'd only kept control a little longer, she wouldn't have had to hurt him. So, logically, Ara'd brought the bricks and stones upon himself. But even that thought didn't help. Under this strange sky and throwing heavy projectiles at someone who had once been a normal kid like her, Jess felt sick. Sick at heart, sick in soul. She was tired of the smell of smoke and blood, tired of seeing more of her schoolmates than she'd ever wanted. Tired of hurting and being hurt.
Just lay down, she thought at Ara. Just lay down and stop moving. Please, just lay down and stop.
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shibrogane rolled 1 100-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 10:38 am
She watched one brick miss Ara, and wondered where their accuracy from attacking Abeline had went. Somewhere else, obviously. Then two more projectiles thudded into Ara himself, and the zombie went down.
Virgo felt a little nauseous. He was still crawling towards her; she was going to have flashbacks to stomping on Azzo again. At least... well, at least Arastoo was actually attacking her of his own will? There wasn't the Captain there making him do it that she could see, and it was hard to miss the Captain's flame-y red hair. (It was very pretty, she reflected.)
Sometimes Virgo really wished she had an offensive attack instead of... whatever Immaculate Reflection was supposed to do. There was nothing for it, though; she took the few steps required to bring her within striking range of Arastoo and kicked him.
Pretty much she missed, overbalancing and falling back a few steps. Ugh! So lame, why hadn't she ever paid attention in gym?
At least clumsiness was not one of her defining traits.
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Krysin rolled 1 100-sided dice:
21
Total: 21 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 2:58 pm
Target sighted.
Lock and load.
Which really, in this case, entitled Yahya picking up a rock and chucking it at Ara. The zombie wasn't currently being easy to fell, or maybe the combined teams of Tallahassee and Columbus were getting tired already. If they were getting tired... man they were in for some trouble. There seemed to be zombies lurking around every corner. Everyone on the team needed to have stamina, or one zombie would get through the barricade, would sink its teeth into someone's flesh... and they'd have lost a teammate. Yahya could not stand the thought of losing someone else to this infestation.
Yahya wouldn't let anyone else die. And if that meant hurting zombies, taking them out without mercy, then he would do it. Later he could regret it. Later he could reflect upon how wrong he was to go against his own moral standings and attack a creature that was just trying to live. Now wasn't the time. Now he had to be ready, had to keep his energy level high so he could protect those who needed his protection.
So, even as he threw one rock, he was picking up another, preparing himself for another assault. In this mindset, he was willing to fight.
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 3:38 pm
More blows hit his back, his hand, his legs in a short interval. He was surprisingly resilient and strong for those who knew him before the fire. However, there were now two drawbacks to his new status. First, his slowness that made it so hard at times for him to even get out. Secondly, and this one was only a few minutes old, his mindlessness that could only quip macabre scientific comments of extremely questionable morality occasionally.
That first flaw made itself even more obvious with the rain of projectiles. He slowed down, and in slow-mo, could only raise an emaciated hand towards Virgo, before stopping in his track completely. Too many broken bones, too much internal hemorrhage.
The second flaw, however, was kept hidden from the rest of the witnesses. If I'd leapt, I could have gained at least 7cm. Then, as the rest of his body went numb, including his stomach, a vivid lucidity overcame him. He screwed up again. He let his new body select aberrant patterns and behaviours; these didn’t even explain a damn thing about the world he'd suddenly been plunged into.
But at least, this time, he had predicted long ago that he would snap, and that only a group could stop him. In retrospect, he made the right choice by accepting Kirin’s offer, as he didn’t remember killing anyone human... consciously.
That was one more step towards the conclusion, therefore, the explanation at the end.
"Good job. Keep going."
Blackout.
[0/100]
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 3:59 pm
Drop dead drop dead drop dead-- AHA! The zombie went down! It wasn't a sweet victory, though. That was going to take out their on-call feeder, and that meant that they were going to have a hell of a time, especially if some stupid b***h kept trying to steal their corpses.
But Sue didn't have time to start shouting at her yet. A gruff yowl from atop the garden shed called the danger - zombie among the trees, near the living trio (and corpses) outside the ********> Arastoo. Seriously. If it weren't for his interference, they would all be safely behind the defenses - but now, though, there wasn't much choice. "Get ready, another in the woods!"
The woods. Which the ******** unarmed idiot of a graverobber was closest to. ******** politely as he could manage, Sue suggested to Virgo, "Get your ******** a** to the barricade before it gets chomped!" and set himself at the ready for the lurking greenie. If Virgo did as he said, she could be safely behind him when it charged - otherwise, well. Sue was here to protect people from circumstance, not stupidity. She could live or die however she chose.
(By the way, if he was supposed to be noticing something amiss with Calintha? Yeah, he wasn't succeeding. And as long as he was distracted with his own problems, he would just have to trust his team to make the right decisions based on survivors coming from other fronts.)
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 4:14 pm
It wasn't so hard from here, Sam assured himself. It wasn't dying mere inches away from him, and he'd gotten a good hit in. Enough to slow him down so the others would finish. Though he wasn't sure if he was more pleased or disgusted with the fact.
In the end, he decided to opt for neither. The pink haired boy reached for another brick, ready to fire the instant the undead came into sight. "Ready!" he called, scanning for any sign of movement, anything at all.
Though he still spared a glance for the zombie swiping girl, just out of the corner of his eye. He didn't get why she was stealing the zombie. Maybe she planned to make a Franken-student? Grand time for a science experiment. But still. If she was alive, he wanted her to stay that way. "Hurry, please!" he called. Even if Sue's argument was kind of more persuasive.
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Chibi Sheepcat generated a random number between
1 and 50 ...
34!
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 5:07 pm
He'd been making his way around when he heard Sue's order, the call to his fellows giving away his position almost instantly. Not only was he in plain sight (and earshot, clearly) but he was out of the battlements. The blonde couldn't have hoped for a better situation. As the charging zombie was being assaulted by bricks and other thrown weaponry, Sébastien set out to get himself in place for his charge. He was outnumbered and outclassed, but he would be damned if he didn't at least get Sue back for laying a hand on his best friend.
He just needed to be a little closer—
The call to watch the forest caught him completely off guard and he staggered backwards in surprise. What?! How had he known? It didn't matter. They knew he was there, and they weren't about to forget about him anytime soon. It was now or never.
Sébastien's eyes were fixed on his target, completely bypassing Virgo in his charge for Sue. Unarmed as he was, he couldn't do much damage, but he was hoping to get in with his flying tackle and land a few punches before he went down. Not to mention being that close to their beloved leader might deter some of the aerial assault. And while he was there, he might as well get in some verbal insults in the name of France (and possibly Elke's honour).
"ENGLISH PIG! 'OW DARE YOU 'IT 'ER!"
[Halving the roll number just to keep continuity (and I can take it down again if this roll is high to ensure Sue doesn't die lawl XD) and because Sébastien is unarmed ]
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 5:37 pm
Hooray, thought Virgo, another one down. At least no more live zombies looked to be around... No more live zombies meant that Mackenzie, at least, would be safe. Still, she crouched back near the redhead, brushed a bit of her hair out of the gaping hole in her skull. "They really messed you up, huh," said Virgo, putting her clean hand to her mouth. She didn't feel like she was going to throw up (not enough blood for that) but she did feel like she might faint. Wouldn't that confuse Sue. Graverobber faints, turns into Elke Arma, acclaimed enemy! Well, probably he'd just come over and smash in her skull with his golf club.
Jerk.
"As soon as you feel good enough to get up and run, do it. They'll only hurt you more here." Then she paused, and added, "Try and tell the others to stay away? if you remember?"
Then Sue yelled, and Virgo started to back towards him--she'd heard something, and would rather be able to pull people's arms so they missed from inside the enclosure. Only, she assured herself, if there wasn't an active zombie out there munching on other zombies.
She whirled to look at the running zombie, green eyes wide. As he passed her, she shrieked "Sebby!" Virgo reached out to grab him but missed, made a few faltering steps after him and then stopped. What was he doing? She'd told him to stay away! He had just about promised he would stay away, what was he doing--
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 6:24 pm
Watching the action was a lot more exciting than Mack would have given it credit for. Now that the bricks weren't flying at HER, things were much more interesting, and she surveyed the surrounding fortress with an intrigued eye, although it always returned to Virgo. Just to make sure she knew where she was. Now that she had started to regain her senses, the zombified BP student found it confusing why she would save her. And why she was running around in a mini-skirt, although she didn't complain about THAT one. Tilting her head a little, she blinking slowly when the dark-haired girl brushed her hair away, tilting her head a little so it was pointed towards the ground and away from Virgo's eyes. No need for her to see it -- not polite to expose such nastiness to such a cute girl.
"Brick, skull... usually doesn't turn out too well," She mumbled back in a low but relatively unworried voice, one eye still on Virgo, although she tried her best to seem as 'dead' as possible, "Then again, I'm a zombie now. They owe no loyalty to me. In their shoes, I woulda done the same thing. Have... done the same thing."
She corrected herself without a lick of regret or guilt, although in her past life, the one where she had been human and alive, she would have shown a great amount of pain. Sitting up a little at her words, she reached to take Virgo's hand, thinking better of it and instead giving a comically bad half-bow. "I wouldn't worry too much though. I'm sure I'll be fine, especially now that I won't be spiked through the chest. Thank you, m'lady," she teased gently. What such a cute, prettily-dressed lass was doing in this place, she'd never know, but she was sure as hell going to play it up.
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 6:30 pm
There was so much pandemonium, zombies at the north end, voices she had never heard before, the sickening sound of rocks meeting flesh. Another zombie down, and cries for Ara, but Evie still refused to look to the North. She focused, instead, on deliberating with herself on the issue of Calintha. She was, after all, only one person, and not the best equipped to fight, either, so if zombies came for them both, she would not be able to defend the both of them unless she had backup. Listening to the cries of reports of yet another zombie, she decided that she probably would.
Why was she thinking so hard about this? Evie was the fourth! She had authority to make decisions of her own, dammit! With a nod towards, Jess, she bent down to reach for a brick, moving out towards the blonde one she'd gotten some more ammo. "Alright, I'm coming for you!" Evie called out, taking a careful route around the pike-filled trench. It made her nervous to think of what those wooden spikes were meant to do, spikes that she had made with her own hands, but as long as she took the long route, she could manage to stick pretty clear of them. She paused at the line of furniture, giving the girl a closer look. Something seemed off, and little alarms were going off in her head, but Evie was more concerned about making sure a fellow survivor was safe. They did have to stick together, after all.
"My name is Evie," the girl said from about a good leap's distance away, her expression as genuine a smile as she could give when they were under attack. "If you climb over the furniture, I'll show you the way back and we'll get you settled with weapons and everything. Have you been eating right out there? Are you hungry? I think we've got some food in the interior."
Perhaps Evie should have been spending less time on Public Relations and more time examining the chalky look of the other girl's skin.
((Note for Calintha: Evie is now within attack-range. Have at her! ;D))
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LadyNozomi rolled 1 100-sided dice:
93
Total: 93 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 9:15 pm
"Oh, alright then!" Calintha didnt sound too terribly phased by any of the commotion, but she was pretty damn smug about her disguise working so perfectly. She was a human now, and as long as she kept her mouth shut and her head down she might actually fit in. When Evie got close enough, Calintha smiled (mouth shut, of course) back at the other girl. Ducking her head down slightly so her fangs weren't visible, the girl answered. "My name is Calintha. I've been okay- I holed up in the gardening area and there was enough to get by." Which was true, for both zombies and humans. She'd kept a small stash of blood provided by the school (she was beginning to see the actual origins of that blood now) to feed her plants with, but it worked just fine for her tastes too. For humans there was edible plants and things, and running water via a separate well in the grounds. Moving over the furniture, Cali's hands slipped on the wooden table and she dropped Piper II, her beloved plant. It clunked down onto the ground intact, but then proceeded to roll into the spiked ditch and was quite unceremoniously impaled. The girl could have sworn she heard it shriek a little, but maybe that was just her imagination. The blonde girl stood there in shock. That plant had represented everything to her. It reminded her of her human passions, her family and her beloved little sister. It ate blood like her, and they were zombies together. Hell, they had survived an apocalypse with no foreseeable end together. And now it was dead, just like her. Because there was no saving her plant, there was no saving anything. Second chances didnt occur anymore; It was now, it was here, and only these two things. Something within Calintha snapped then, the last thread that held her back, made her pretend that she was human. Without her plant in tow... well, Evie was certainly smelling better. She caught a whiff of human in her nose- delicate and sweet, and her hunger begged. Without a plant as a reminder, Calintha Johnson turned predatory. It was about this time that Evie should've noticed something wrong. Too dull eyes caked with powder, a glint of hard teeth through hungry lips, and some crisscross lines cutting through her face, like dolled up scars. Something was very, very wrong. Or very right, depending on what side of the barricade you were standing. Evie happened to be on the wrong side. Clutching her spade, Cali dove for the sweet little human in front of her, teeth barred and growling. She made an arching slash at the girls chest, and angled her body to tackle the girl to the ground, hopefully silencing her before the others could see. This close to Evie, the smell was intoxicating. She was sure it was better than sex, even though the blonde had yet to experience that (clearly she had not know Andeon very well). Calintha Johnson tore apart her humanity, just as she sought to tear apart the girl in front of her.
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 11:07 pm
Evie really felt accomplished as Calintha began her way into the camp. Calintha seemed nice enough, even if her face was a little more battered than expected up close, and she was helping another survivor. She even lowered the hand holding her broom-spear in a gesture of goodwill, smiling tenderly. Between her and Joanne, Evie was starting to become something of a survivor savior, bringing them into the joint efforts of staying alive. Because that's what it was all about, right? Staying alive, getting home to your parents, and using a lot of therapy to forget any of this had ever happened. It was heartwarming moments like this that Evie really felt that they'd soon be rescued, that everything would be okay.
Evie watched the plant roll into the spike pit with a lackluster thud, neither close enough or thoughtful enough to try and retrieve it before it got impaled. "Oh, no! Your plant!" Evie cried out, genuinely sympathetic as she looked to it with sad eyes. She decided it would be best to say something sympathetic, and without looking up at Calintha, shuffled over so that Evie would have a chance to pull it out of the pit herself. "Once this is all over, we can head back to the gardener's shed and get a new one." The stalk of the poor thing had gotten stuck pretty good in one of the spikes, so Evie had to set down her broom and brick to wiggle it free, pouting at the nice round hole in it's midsection.
"Yeah, I don't think the little guy would make it like this," she said with a resigned eye, turning back around to face Calintha with the broken plant in her hands. However, when Evie looked up to give the girl a consoling smile, her heart ran cold. There was something fake about the other girl's eyes. They looked glassy, like some stuffed toy's. Or, Evie noted a tad too late, like something that had died.
Evie tried to take a step back, but the spike pit was behind her, laying open ominously like a row of needle-sharp teeth. She looked back to the girl, who had a set of her own fangs, it seemed, and Evie couldn't help but let out a shriek. What had happened to the friendly girl she'd just seen a moment ago? Could she really have been trapped? No. No. She had backup. They would back her up. Certainly someone was watching.
"Jess..." She tried not to say the name too loud, as if she thought she could avoid Calintha hearing the call. But when she saw the zombie tense, poised for attack, her eyes widened, and she panicked. "Kirin! Sue!" She would have listed everyone in the entire compound if Calintha had been slower, but she felt herself being slashed at with some sort of weapon, stumbling backwards as her torso screamed in sudden, sharp pain.
And then there was nothing. Evie knew she had fallen, and had even felt the weight of Calintha plowing into her, but now there was nothing. Evie heard the popping sound of cartilage snapping and tried to move, to breathe, but something was holding her in place, and it wasn't Calintha. She could hear the sounds of cloth being ripped, of flesh being torn into, but she could feel no indication that it had happened to her. Maybe backup had arrived, and she was being saved? But why, then, could she not feel a thing? Not even hitting the ground--
It was so difficult for Evie to open her eyes, though she couldn't think of why that would be the case. Blood was coming up from somewhere lower, but she couldn't move her head to look, and the rest of her refused to respond. It was so hard to think, and the noises around her were beginning to sound stuffy, as if she were hearing it from the next room over, and about a half tone flat. And there was so much blood. It looked like rain.
Somewhere in the recesses of her mind, a familiar chorale of strings began to play, and Evie was only sad that she couldn't sing along because she couldn't breathe and her whole mouth tasted like blood. Maybe this was how Eponine felt in the arms of Marius. She wanted Mason there. Or Trace. Or even her brother Zachary, who wouldn't even know about the fact that she was there, expiring on spikes of her own design. But even memories of her friends and family slipped away, and Evie thought that now would be a good time to close her eyes, like they always did in the movies. But it was just too much effort to make her lids meet, especially when the edges of her vision were already beginning to fade away. Even then, her sight was not there, but to a faraway couple where a handsome man held a pretty girl, dust-covered and broken as Evie was, and her sweet, gentle alto brought the audience to tears.
It was beautiful. So much more beautiful than Evie would have imagined.
Just before the world went black, Evie thought that perhaps she could hear applause. And then she was gone, her eyes as glassy as the girl who would now be consuming her on top of where she’d been impaled, twice in the torso but more noticeably through the neck, looking almost like a macabre version of poor Piper II. Perhaps Evie might have even been relieved. At least it was all over. Finally. She wouldn't have to run anymore.
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kalindara rolled 1 100-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 11:31 pm
Kirin regretted having snuck closer to the senshi and Sue when another zombie was sighted in the woods. He should have stayed on look out, but no, he'd been too curious about this strange senshi who didn't dress like any the media had reported on. He thought it was meant to be white swimsuits and miniskirts, not babydoll dresses?
Still, now there were zombies actually attacking. The senshi could keep the unconscious zombie, at least it wasn't attacking anything. Kirin was making for the brick stockpiles, when another scream split the air. Kirin's head swung to the south. Evie.
Rounding a barricade, Kirin was in time to see the green-haired girl go down - at the teeth of a seemingly-human figure. No human had a hunger quite like that, though.
"Sue!" Kirin shouted. "Evie's down. The zombies are in disguise. The zombies are in ******** disguise!"
Like this wasn't bad enough when you could actually tell who the zombies were. The metal pipe was freed once more. Both hands raised it over Kirin's shoulder as he sprinted towards the zombie. "Die!" he shouted, swinging at the blonde head, all the momentum of his charge behind it.
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