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 Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 3:52 pm
Benkei's body, using Slice's dying form as an impromptu club, smacked Slate repeatedly, as if to say 'LET GO! IT'S MIIIIIIIIIIIINE!'
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 3:59 pm
Ducking to avoid being smacked upside the head with the dead body of her brief comrade, Slate snarled, "What is wrong with you?? Even a zombie should be able to rationalize to a degree!"
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 4:03 pm
The torso then dropped Slice, climbed up Slate like a ladder, and attempted to jump for his head, leaving behind a lot of putrid flesh and rotting ichor on Slate's head. He missed, falling flat on his... uhhhhh... pecs... and leaving a 3ft. deep hole in the ground behind him.
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 4:07 pm
Slate gagged and stumbled back, directing the still-hovering head to float bit higher and away from the wriggling torso on the ground. (you have no idea how weird it felt to type that, guys XD)
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 4:44 pm
(Oh, I have quite an idea of the disturbia I wreak... It's why I forced you into a position where you couldn't write anything else. Your discomfort comforts me. Your disgust gives me gusto. How would Stewie put it? 'DANCE, PUPPETS, DANCE!!!')
That was when that rotted head came up with an idea...
A terrible idea...
An awful idea...
A twistedly, terrible, awful idea...
It spewed down its own blood reserves, putrid and stagnant, in a black rain on them all. Even with zombie logic, this seemed to be a working idea.
VAMPIRE+BLOOD=YUM!
VAMPIRE+BLOOD+BLOOD+BLOOD=HUNGRY...
HUNGRY+HUMAN=YUM!
DEAD HUMAN=YUM!
VAMPIRE-DEAD HUMAN= SAD
SAD=DISTRACTION
DISTRACTION= YUM FOR BENKEI!!!
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 7:39 pm
( xd xd xd OMG due, that is crazy funny and scary)
"Oh gods, no!" Slate's senses filled with the sight, scent, and, oddly enough, the sound of blood. SHe felt the madness rise, turning her eyes blank and animalistic in their blood-crazed rage. Fighting to keep control, she tightened the arcane grip she held over the head, refusing to give in so easily, and shouted at Fate, "Please! I'm losing myself over here!"
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 3:52 am
Kichi, who was used to such sights as these merely shrugged and threw a net of magic over the Zombie-Benkei-head immobilizing it completely.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 1:56 pm
The head merely smiled. The seed of madness had been sown. Soon, Slate would take care of things for him, and they'd share a romantic meal together. He'd eat the flesh, and she'd drink the blood. Even as a zombie, he still kept some twisted sense of love, after all...
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 3:59 pm
SLate dropped to all fours, gasping as pain lanced through her veins. She needed blood! Her fevered gaze turned to where Fate and Kichi were standing. The Dragon lord was standing with his back to her, and Fate wasn't paying attention; her thoughts focused entirely on the task of activating a spell that would save Benkei. Even though the part of her mind that still was capable of rational thought fought like a demon to regain control, her hunger was too powerful, and she threw herself toward the elf with a snarl of bestial rage and hunger.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 6:32 pm
The dismembered head of Benkei let out a deep bass laugh.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2008 7:23 pm
Slamming into Fate, SLate bared her fangs and prepared to bite down, but then the rational side of her mind won a (temporary) victory, and she recoiled, snarling, "Fate, Kichi, hurry up before I end up killing you on accident!"
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 4:44 pm
Somehow, the body got the gist of the head's plan. The net was as a fisherman's net, with holes. It immobilized, but it still had limits. The neck sprayed more blood through a hole, drenching Fate completely. This would me most appetizing to any vampire in the vicinity... Let us hope that Slate is the only one...
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2008 4:48 pm
Again, the hunger took over, and Slate lunged, dragging Fate to the ground and preparing to bite down, her mind completely unhinged in the desperate blood-frenzy of a vampire. And this time, there was no rational mind there to stop her.
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2008 11:03 am
((sorry, had a psyco weekend, back now...))
she pulled her hand back and pushed it forward into Slates chest, sending her flying 40 feet away, "get a hold on yourself woman!"
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2008 5:54 pm
Slate hissed as Fate shoved her away, the bloodlust completely clouding her vision so that the only thing she could see was a walking collection of veins and arteries. She started pacing like a caged beast, fangs bared and claws stretched to their full length as she prepared to attack again.
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