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 Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 8:53 am
 I'm not here for your entertainment
You don't really wanna mess with me tonight
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He shot a look towards the feebas as he was informed of the group pouring in from the outside, just a look of acknowledgment as he didn't think anything further needed to be said about it. He had suspected such a situation and that was the confirmation. He would like to get a better look at what they were up against but first they would have to settle down, ration weapons, and decide who were fighters and who weren't.
When Ayumi suggested the security room he turned to her immediately. "Do you have any idea where it is?" that may have come out too harshly but really it was too stressful of a situation for him to worry about etiquette right now. "That is probably the best plan of action," he agreed but continued with, "We still need a safe place to leave those that can't protect themselves."
With that being said he continued into the beauty shop. He walked very lightly but with swift movements, searching around the place. He heard rustling behind the counter and quickly swung out his arm, motioning for everyone to stay where they were. He then peered over the counter and a woman lunged at him. Bang bang. Two shots to the chest to force her away and then bam! One to the head as soon as she was at a distance. He finished his search of the place and it seemed she was the only one there.
Since it was clear now he motioned for them all to come inside, making his way back towards the bars that he would close behind them. "Who here can fight, and who can't?" he asked as firmly as he could. "Those that can are coming with me, those that can't will stay here along with one fighter to protect them, though this should be safe enough." he announced. It didn't seem that anyone else was willing to blatantly boss the group around and someone needed to if they were all going to act in an organized manner.
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Just let me have my fun
I'm not here for your entertainment
I was fine before you walked into my life
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 9:11 am
 _______✖ ✖ ✖ Ｍ Ｙ Ｓ Ｔ Ｒ Ａ Ｌ++++++++++++++++++++++++__________Mystral looked to the male who still carried her. He looked like he could carry her, no sweat. She had been worried that he couldn't carry her.
__________Mystral saw his arms were a little thin, but maybe his clothes constricted his arms a little, reducing the muscle size, and making it appear he was a
__________little weak. The Drifblim felt the male leap over lying, rotting, headless corpses that were once chasing her. But were shot in the head by guns.
__________She didn't care for the bouncing and the male jumping. She wasn't uncomfortable about being carried. However, she was a little disappointed that she
__________was like a weak link. A damsel in distress. She felt like she would drag people behind and would slow them down.
__________Mystral felt him hold her tightly as he continued to jump. She noticed him kicking a few that were crawling, collecting their broken body parts and
__________slowly rising to their feet. As he slowed to a stop, they were before the group. She took note of the Umbreon's tone, thinking that he would be taking
__________the leadership role for the group. The drifblim's head turned to the lavender haired, golden eyes, purple rattata. His assurance of protecting
__________her made her smile. The corners of her mouth creeping from behind the golden cross over her mouth. Her arms tightened around his
__________neck as she hugged him, telling him she was grateful.
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 9:33 am
Aefes Colim ------------- I'm 'bout to make you do the walk of shame,
you never thought you would...
Time is ticking, halters skipping, ready to move
feel like my logics lifting, head is spinning out of control!
You've got my body twitchin', thirst is quenchin', ready to go He merely listened in while briefly looking back to Thea to make sure she was okay once more then looked back to the Umbreon as they finally arrived to the beauty shop. He didn't much like the idea of leaving Thea behind because he knew she couldn't protect herself, so that included her in the idea. But whether he liked it or not, it wasn't that great of an idea to drag her around either. Aefes just worried is all, & in this place, right now, things were not to be taken lightly, after all this wasn't a game where if you died you'd come back to life seconds later. No, this was harsh reality. It was rather dark in the room so he drew Thea closer & halted as the Umbreon swung his arm out to stop the group. Before anyone could say a thing a woman lept out after the man, shot back & shot directly to the head. He didn't cringe, not even once, but he knew the Krabby at his side was trembling as she hid her face into his side. After everyone else was inside, the bars shut & everyone was asked who could fight.
Raising his only free hand while being careful since the machete was still in hand & spoke up. "I can fight, but Thea can't. If no one else will stay back here, I will." He made it clear he wanted to take responsibility for those that couldn't fight since it seemed there were only 2 that couldn't. The others seemed pretty capable. He did however think over it may be a bit more helpful if he went with them since he knew where the weapons were held. He needed more shots as well.You got my mind in the gutter when we touchin' on each other,
rollin' round under covers blowin' kisses like we're lovers,
I like the way you taste when your all up in my face,
bodies touchin', minds corrupting, cause my mind is in the gutter
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 9:35 am
  and maybe....you're gonna be the one that saves me...
Once the drifblim girl was safe and secure, Salem followed along with the rest of the group to the beauty store. The group looked rather tired and worn down. Many clothing articles were torn, many scratches, bruises, and spots of dirt could be seen on them. But very distinctly, they were alive. And that was seeming extremely rare in this new reality. Salem took a seat on the floor for a moment examining the two guns he carried and his ammunition.
It seemed that the umbreon was taking charge, and that was fine by Salem. The guy seemed to have a good head on his shoulders and he was definitely capable of killing these things with great accuracy. Salem nodded at the umbreon's idea. It would work well enough. As much as Salem would have loved to stay behind and relax, he knew he would be more valuable helping seal off the holes this place had. Then they'd have time to search the mall for a better place to rest. He thought about those tiny beds the Sears used to display bedding, it seemed comical yet sounded so good to him.
The sableye stood up once more, loading the shot gun and looping the pistol back into his belt. "I'm going with you, for damn sure," he said and pulled off his hoodie in a fluid motion. The bony gijinka obviously had some nutrition problems, though this was not a time he was worried about that. In his mind, the less fabric holding him back the better.
 I miss your purple hair
I miss the way you taste
I know you’ll come back some day
On a bed of nails I wait
I’m praying that you don’t burn out
Or fade away
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 10:17 am
 Ｔｈｅａｄｏｒｅ "Ｍｉｍｉ" ♀♂The Krabby made sure to keep close, hopping elegantly over the corpses though tripping a few times or so cursing herself for being such a danm klutz. Her attention wavered between what the Umbreon, Kangskhan & Aefes said & the corpses she dodged under her feet. From she caught on she was going to be left behind with who ever couldn't fight, & she assumed it was only going to be the white haired girl currently being carried by the Rattata that was cold to her for whatever reason. Honestly it upset her because he was treating her so nicely yet he practically told Thea to get over herself. She stuck somewhere in between angry & depressed seeing that but turned her head away as they finally arrived to the beauty shop while feeling like there was something obviously wrong with her that made him so cold to her.
Whatever the reason, she didn't want to be near him if that's how he was going to treat her for no reason at all. She halted suddenly when Aefes jolted to a stop & looked up to the Umbreon holding his arms to stop the group & nearly clung to Aefes like terrified cat as a woman jumped out at the Umbreon & he seemingly took out with no problem at all. At each shot sounded she cringed & only when silence came again did she peer around again in the darkened room while the "leader" spoke up again. Aefes as always spoke up for her & her face brightened when he volunteered to stay behind with the ones who couldn't fight. She did admit she was being a bit selfish, expecting others to protect her, but what was she to do when she nearly locks up everytime danger comes her way?
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 12:04 pm
 Ｋ Ａ Ｎ Ｇ Ａ Ｓ Ｋ Ｈ Ａ Ｎ ✖✖ ａ ｙ ｕ ｍ ｉ ｃ ｈ ａ ｎ ｇ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Ayumi had follwed the group into the security room as the Umbreon commented back to her. He made a point to gather in this one spot, hopefully it wouldn't be too permanent of a station. She thought about the mall's map and figured since she was on the south side of the mall, the security room would be around a nearby corner. The beauty store was at the end of an aisle, so it was a short walk down the next corridor She waited for everyone else to settle in before answer.
"It's not that far. If we go back out of here, it should be a few stores down near the Macy*s. I dunno if it's locked, though. Anyone know how to pick a lock?" She answered, not being offended in the least by his irritated voice. It was a crisis. Getting out of hand was bound to happen. Still, he was calm enough to think through everything. Ayumi didn't argue him being leader, it wasn't her thing. Besides, this guy had the weapon know how and the most machinery, she doubted anyone else had something better.
The Kangaskhan's mind wandered around the room. She took in each of her companions should they go missing she would know who was gone and what they looked like. Better not get too attached to any of these guys if they killed or we have to snipe 'em. She figured that everyone was an ally only if they were still sane. In her head, she compiled a list of everything they would need. Food, ammo, weapons of any kind, dressings for wounds (probably ripped up clothes), emergency kits, and something to carry them with. The mall may be safe for the time being, but they needed to be ready to move. Ayumi remained quiet as she thought this. Right now they needed to organize fighters. The Feebas volunteered to stay behind. She decided to see who else was willing to fight. Everyone would have a job before she knew it.
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 1:07 pm
 《♠Taroro ℕezumi♠》 ___________________________________________________________________ __ _ _ _ _ _ _ The group came to a halt as the Umbreon quickly finished off a zombie hidden in the beauty shop. Bang. Bang. Bang. Merciless and skillful shots, the zombie lady dropped dead. Looks like they were safe for now. As the man made his announcement, the boy gently let the girl down, careful not to drop her too fast. Then smiling at her before turning his attention to the person in charge again. Honestly, he was reluctant to leave the girl alone, even after he had promised her. But before he could volunteer himself to stay, the Feebas did. Making him pause for awhile.
"I'm staying here too, just in case." He stood his ground, speaking right after the Feebas did. It wasn't that he didn't trust the Feebas, but he needed to keep his promise and he never breaks them, ever. Besides, the other group seemed to have enough people. The Umbreon was an extremely skillful gunner and so was the Sableye. The others were pretty much as fit and capable, so the boy didn't see why he was needed there. Only one person staying here to protect the helpless wouldn't be enough either, so he didn't hesitate to volunteer himself to stay together with the Feebas.
Noticing that no one had brought up the subject of contact, Taroro decided to bring it up himself. It was important. "We need a way to contact each other." He suggesteed, looking towards the direction of the Umbreon, as if telling him specifically, since he looked like he was the most capable. If the group was going to split up, they had better have a way to locate each other again. The Rattata needed to ensure that.
____________________________________________________________________________ __ _ _ _ _ _ ((Fff, sorry, post is short. OTL))
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 1:57 pm
I'm not here for your entertainment
You don't really wanna mess with me tonight
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He gave a nod to the feebas as he offered to stay if no one else was going to. It would be an easy job the umbreon assumed. He had been hiding out behind bars like this earlier when the horde attacked and he had been plenty safe even with them trying to get through in mass numbers. The enemy wasn't super human or anything, they couldn't break bars, they were just undead.
When Ayumi began to explain where they were headed all his attention was on her and he nodded to say he understood. "Can you handle yourself well enough to lead us there?" he asked her, hoping that she would be honest and not just say what he wanted to hear. Though he did want to hear that she'd be leading them, it would be faster that way and the faster they could finish this, the faster they could secure this mall. "I should be able to take down the door if it comes to it." he responded, knowing malls weren't the type of place you would see iron doors or anything and so knocking one off it's hinges should be possible.
After she finished the rattata announced that he wished to stay as well 'just in case'. In case of what? The umbreon looked a tad confused for a moment, he was almost certain that this place was secure and if it wasn't that the leak would be small enough that one person could do the job without any trouble. It seemed that the rattata didn't trust this though so he tried to explain, "I was behind bars like this with a horde of them trying to get me, I was safe." he assured him, "These aren't super villians, they're..like you and me..except that whole.." he motioned towards his head with his gun, a disgusted look on his face, not sure how to word it but obviously meaning the fact that a head shot has to be made to take them out. "But since you want to stay, you'll be coming. Someone else volunteered." he was speaking to the feebas of course. Since someone else was staying that meant he'd be along for the ride instead. "As for communication, hopefully we find something out there, this is our best bet for now."
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Just let me have my fun
I'm not here for your entertainment
I was fine before you walked into my life
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 2:37 pm
 Aefes Colim ------------- I'm 'bout to make you do the walk of shame,
you never thought you would...
Time is ticking, halters skipping, ready to move
feel like my logics lifting, head is spinning out of control!
You've got my body twitchin', thirst is quenchin', ready to go Aefes sighed not pleased with the decision just made, but rubbe dthe back of his head deciding she would be safe enough until he returned. The Feebas did realize though she may end up just closing off from the other two staying, but that was just her defense mechanism. "Ah~ Do you mind if we swing around to the artillery then? I'm getting low on ammo, my machete should be fine for now though." He explained with a sheepish grin, despite the horrors going on, he quite honestly wasn't too frightened. "I passed by it on the way in & there should be enough there to supply us all." The Feebas explained further while slipping away his machete for now, it was a wonder this guy wasn't scared, but more so he foun dit all to be interesting & exciting. I mean how often do you get to go around shooting down mortals alive or not? It was a good stress reliever on his part. "If I'm not mistaken either, I believe the artillery should have walkee talkee's in there." He spoke almost as if pondering it & looked behind him at the barred up door. The mall was still echoing with groans & moans, it made him excited to leave, but also caused him to worry over the being at his side. "Thea... That weapon I gave you. Keep it close, you never know when you may need it." The Feebas told her in a serious tone for once, if it was not for her he'd be going haywire & be having a blast with taking out these undead mortals.You got my mind in the gutter when we touchin' on each other,
rollin' round under covers blowin' kisses like we're lovers,
I like the way you taste when your all up in my face,
bodies touchin', minds corrupting, cause my mind is in the gutter
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 3:00 pm
Ｋ Ａ Ｎ Ｇ Ａ Ｓ Ｋ Ｈ Ａ Ｎ ✖✖ ａ ｙ ｕ ｍ ｉ ｃ ｈ ａ ｎ ｇ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Ayumi glanced toward the Rattata when he piped up. It seemed that he was very protective of Mystral, which didn't come as a surprise. The Drifblim was in quite a frightening situation, so maybe it was good that he guy cared, then she answered the Umbreon.
"I can take you there and I should be able to hold my own as long as I have at least one other person with me." Ayumi looked at her side where she leaned the sword. "I've got something to fight with if we need to do anything." Ayumi thought for a moment about the whole situation. The beauty shop was the first thing on the corner. Outside was the elevator which was across from the escalator. There was plenty of access for the meatheads to get in from below, plus there were doors to the upper floor. She sealed the door there, so at least that was closed off.
"If we go out there, besides those crazy b------- on this floor, more can come from the elevator and escalator. We'll have to make a dash for the security room and shut down at least the elevator, plus sealing the all the doors." She thought for a moment more about how far she'd have to go. There were only a few stores down that corrider. She distinctly remembered three, but she doubled it in her head. Something had to pump that adrenaline for her, and she was going to use fear on herself.
Ayumi readied herself to go. The flimsy wrapping was just air resistance now. She peeled it off to reveal a semi-ornate scabbard that was taped tightly onto the hilt. If I need a second weapon I can take off the sheath. Ayumi undid the tape hastily and opened the sword ajar to make sure it would easily slide off.
The Feebas mentioned a weapons store that he'd passed and nodded in agreement, "Sounds good. It might be better if everyone who could handle a gun had one. It's better to fight at a distance. Ayumi noticed the hint of excitement in the guy's voice. She almost smiled. At least someone was rearin' to go.
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 6:01 pm
"He's a beautiful monster" "You're a knife, sharp and deadly"  
Silas followed along with the rest of the group inside, pausing when the Umbreon held up his arm and shot down the undead employee of the salon. He was alert again and let his eyes glance around until it was apparent that there weren't going to be anymore surprise attacks for the time being. He moved over and leaned against a while, taking a break from strictly standing as he listened to everyone chime in their answers and opinions. "I can still fight," he answered, glancing to the Umbreon as he did. The Vaporeon wasn't too thrilled about having to go back out and put himself in danger, but he was more or less used to that sort of thing, so it didn't really bother him otherwise. His eyes moved around to the owners of the voices, taking in everyone who was still alive. There were quite a few, guys and girls, and he vaguely wondered how many would be left when this was all over.
"I'll go. Like hell I'm staying here," he spoke up, standing up from his leaned position against the wall. Silas didn't really want to put himself in danger to protect other people. The only reason he wanted any of them to stay alive was so that he would stay a live, it was survival. They had a greater chance in numbers than they did on their on, especially in this sort of situation. Being on your own would have it's advantages, but even Silas was aware of the advantages that being in a group also had. After a moment of more people talking and the situation being sorted out of who was going and staying, he brought up another small matter. "We should get rid of that," he began, motioning towards the zombie that had been shot down earlier by the Umbreon, "it'll stink up the place, and probably draw their attention." He wasn't quite sure, but if his guess was right, the zombies were more or less strictly primitive, and all primitive animals were drawn by not only sight, but smell. That, and Silas didn't want to have to deal with any more of that grotesque stench than he had to, it didn't help that his clothes were already stained with it.
"And it's me that you cut into" "But I don't mind"
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 7:59 am
and maybe....you're gonna be the one that saves me...
Salem just watched quietly as the details were hammered out, he really had nothing to input other than that he'd like to get this done today. He was impatient, even in this situation where planning could be the different between life and undeath. He held the long shot gun, pointed at the ground, and watched the group. Some seemed pretty helpless while others were undoubtedly threats in their own right. It was definitely an eclectic group.
The sableye was finally fed up with sitting there and spoke. "The longer we wait the more likely we are to end up ******** up like them," he threw into the conversation. He didn't want to be that bitchy guy but at this point it didn't matter a lot. It was time to get moving, or they would have a slim chance of survival.
Salem leaned himself against the entrance to the shop, looking around outside. Surely more would be coming soon. He waited for the group to rally and get moving, that was all there was left to do in his mind.
I miss your purple hair
I miss the way you taste
I know you’ll come back some day
On a bed of nails I wait
I’m praying that you don’t burn out
Or fade away
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 8:21 am
_______✖ ✖ ✖ Ｍ Ｙ Ｓ Ｔ Ｒ Ａ Ｌ++++++++++++++++++++++++Mystral just stood there, her ankle aching. Everyone was going to split up. From the ones who can fight and the ones who can't. The Drifblim moved to a styling chair, plopping into it so she wouldn't have to stand on her sore and twisted ankle. A soft breath escaped her lips as her tush fell into the seat. Mystral looked up at the Ratatta. He was going to stay here to watch over them. She felt sorta like a child. In need to be baby sat. The Drifblim Gijinka watched the masculine males announce that they would join the fighting team.
Mystral looked down to her sore ankle. Her hand rested on the swollen, red ankle. She winced at the pain. She hated getting hurt. She removed her yellow boot, exposing the purple stockings beneath. She took her ankle and began to massage it, rubbing away the pain. However, it didn't exactly work.
Mystral then stopped the ankle massage and sighed. Her eyes wandered the beauty salon. Her eyes then fell on a note pad, laying on the counter of a vanity. Which was used for hair stylists to rest their supplies upon. She snatched it, and luckily, found a pen. She wrote a message onto the paper, then showed it to the fighters after she wrote the message down. It read : I'm sorry that I am not able to fight. It is against my nature to fight or hurt anything or anyone. The corners of her mouth peeked from behind her gilded cross in a frown.
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 4:35 pm
 【 Miss Apple ❤ 】
The clack of heels on the mall floor could be heard distinctly, running, clopping faster and faster. Apple was running from a single zombie. Sure, he only had one foot but that wasn't stopping him. And sure, he fell down a few times, but that didn't stop her from taking to a run. Just ahead she could see a small group gathered in a beauty store. Perfect.
"Hey, damsel in distress here!" she called, waving her arms. She was clearly dressed in very little, something was definitely amiss about her. The gengar stopped at a balcony, the zombie catching up to her. Of course, she wasn't really just going to wait to be "saved" by this little rag-tag group. Once the zombie approached she let him get close enough to place his hands on her, before throwing him over the balcony with surprising strength.
"You know, I love a stiff man," she said, "but this is getting a little ridiculous," the girl finished as she approached the other jinka.
&&I'm a ********> diva.
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