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discoqueen090 Vice Captain
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 Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 2:52 pm
StChuckie Ted opened his eyes slowly. The blue sky stretched endlessly before him, trails of red vapor slithering across. He sat up slowly, every bone his body cracking back into place as he did so. The jeep he was riding in was now a smoldering pile of scrap metal several yards away, the mangled frame of the car twisted through his friends. Ted slowly rose to his feet and began to walk forward into the endless span of Nevada desert that lay before him. Ted is dehydrated and badly sunburnt, as he reaches for something to pull himself up with. As he looks up, he sees a seven-foot tall beatle. The beatle twiches it's antennea and extends something to Ted. Ted jumps back and screams in panic, he feels a cool liquid and hard chuncks hit him in the face. He flails around and when his eyes refocus he sees the beatle is still standing there. "Your modified voice has destroyed my melon, the melon I brought to rehydrate and nurish you. However, we are not at a loss for there are more of the asaid melons I speak of. It is very fortunate my carapice is has been reengineered by your people to be of such dense character, or I would share the same fate as my unfortunate companion." The beatle bends down to retreive a piece of the melon and stands as he brings it to his mouth. He takes a bite and spits it out. "I can't say sand is as condusive to my taste as before," the beatle sits infront of Ted and continues, "I very much understand your fear. I began my life surrounded by your kind, tested upon. They fancied me because I regenerated so unusually well. My genetics were of asset to them. I was experimented on, nicknamed Logan by the interns. My naming was in reference to the metal the scientists were sculpting around my insides. We were having a party when the bombs went off and gas filled the room. Everyone was.........shocked, afraid, myself excluded, I was accustomed to a rather miserable life. Then things changed, this exposure to my miracle, the gas. I began to change immediately, I became more like you." The beatle extends a finger like appendage to bop the tip of Ted's nose.
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 2:56 pm
Kaci sits in the basement comtemplating her situation, after much dilliberation she decides to stop moping and find enough rats to sate her, even though the finds the thought disgusting.
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discoqueen090 Vice Captain
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discoqueen090 Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 3:44 pm
Discoking090 "Very well, we shall meet up later" Elliot leaves the basement, grabs his shot gun and machete and journeys out into the fiery city of madison, he sees th elittle girl and takes her hand. They both look for a salvagable vehicle. "oh look a hybrid bus, little girl this bus is good for the environment. no one can blame the apocalypse on us if we are driving in that thing" Elliot goes into a daydream about what it would look if it wetre an autobot under the command of optimus prime. Elliot pries the doors open with the machete. He and the little girl get on the bus. Elliot pulls the driver's dead body out of the seat and throws it off the bus, after stripping the corps of the keys and metro cap. Then Elliot feels bad and gets off the bus again and takes time to bury the corpse. however he does a very half assed job and just piles dirt and plucked dandelions on the corpse. he looks at his work with pride and gets back on the bus. "Nevaeh," the little girl says, "My name is Nevaeh- Mommy and Daddy are sick, they bit my hand really hard, it hurt." The little girl starts to cry.
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 2:02 am
discoqueen090 StChuckie Ted opened his eyes slowly. The blue sky stretched endlessly before him, trails of red vapor slithering across. He sat up slowly, every bone his body cracking back into place as he did so. The jeep he was riding in was now a smoldering pile of scrap metal several yards away, the mangled frame of the car twisted through his friends. Ted slowly rose to his feet and began to walk forward into the endless span of Nevada desert that lay before him. Ted is dehydrated and badly sunburnt, as he reaches for something to pull himself up with. As he looks up, he sees a seven-foot tall beatle. The beatle twiches it's antennea and extends something to Ted. Ted jumps back and screams in panic, he feels a cool liquid and hard chuncks hit him in the face. He flails around and when his eyes refocus he sees the beatle is still standing there. "Your modified voice has destroyed my melon, the melon I brought to rehydrate and nurish you. However, we are not at a loss for there are more of the asaid melons I speak of. It is very fortunate my carapice is has been reengineered by your people to be of such dense character, or I would share the same fate as my unfortunate companion." The beatle bends down to retreive a piece of the melon and stands as he brings it to his mouth. He takes a bite and spits it out. "I can't say sand is as condusive to my taste as before," the beatle sits infront of Ted and continues, "I very much understand your fear. I began my life surrounded by your kind, tested upon. They fancied me because I regenerated so unusually well. My genetics were of asset to them. I was experimented on, nicknamed Logan by the interns. My naming was in reference to the metal the scientists were sculpting around my insides. We were having a party when the bombs went off and gas filled the room. Everyone was.........shocked, afraid, myself excluded, I was accustomed to a rather miserable life. Then things changed, this exposure to my miracle, the gas. I began to change immediately, I became more like you." The beatle extends a finger like appendage to bop the tip of Ted's nose. Ted stared at the massive beetle blankly in response to the bop on the nose. Thoughts fly through his mind at a mile a second. Okay, there's a blabbermouth bug in front of me, and I just broke some perfectly good food. Well, he said there's more so-... wait, My VOICE broke a ********' MELON? ********?! That's aweso- FOCUS.Ted's head twitched as he quickly prioritized his options, as though snapping out of trance. "Okay, you said there's more melons? Could we get moving then?" He said. "Perhaps we could talk more when we get... wherever we're goin'... Where are we goin'?"
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discoqueen090 Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 11:18 am
StChuckie discoqueen090 StChuckie Ted opened his eyes slowly. The blue sky stretched endlessly before him, trails of red vapor slithering across. He sat up slowly, every bone his body cracking back into place as he did so. The jeep he was riding in was now a smoldering pile of scrap metal several yards away, the mangled frame of the car twisted through his friends. Ted slowly rose to his feet and began to walk forward into the endless span of Nevada desert that lay before him. Ted is dehydrated and badly sunburnt, as he reaches for something to pull himself up with. As he looks up, he sees a seven-foot tall beatle. The beatle twiches it's antennea and extends something to Ted. Ted jumps back and screams in panic, he feels a cool liquid and hard chuncks hit him in the face. He flails around and when his eyes refocus he sees the beatle is still standing there. "Your modified voice has destroyed my melon, the melon I brought to rehydrate and nurish you. However, we are not at a loss for there are more of the asaid melons I speak of. It is very fortunate my carapice is has been reengineered by your people to be of such dense character, or I would share the same fate as my unfortunate companion." The beatle bends down to retreive a piece of the melon and stands as he brings it to his mouth. He takes a bite and spits it out. "I can't say sand is as condusive to my taste as before," the beatle sits infront of Ted and continues, "I very much understand your fear. I began my life surrounded by your kind, tested upon. They fancied me because I regenerated so unusually well. My genetics were of asset to them. I was experimented on, nicknamed Logan by the interns. My naming was in reference to the metal the scientists were sculpting around my insides. We were having a party when the bombs went off and gas filled the room. Everyone was.........shocked, afraid, myself excluded, I was accustomed to a rather miserable life. Then things changed, this exposure to my miracle, the gas. I began to change immediately, I became more like you." The beatle extends a finger like appendage to bop the tip of Ted's nose. Ted stared at the massive beetle blankly in response to the bop on the nose. Thoughts fly through his mind at a mile a second. Okay, there's a blabbermouth bug in front of me, and I just broke some perfectly good food. Well, he said there's more so-... wait, My VOICE broke a ********' MELON? ********?! That's aweso- FOCUS.Ted's head twitched as he quickly prioritized his options, as though snapping out of trance. "Okay, you said there's more melons? Could we get moving then?" He said. "Perhaps we could talk more when we get... wherever we're goin'... Where are we goin'?" "You good sir, may call me Logan, and we are going to my most humble of abodes, and I do place a might emphasis on the humble. Nearly embarassing really. Melons, yes melons- many other preserves as well the base was very well stocked. I have taken the liberty of taking what I need in exchange for what has been done to me. Medical supplies, blankets, food, literature, I hope I can entertain you well. Tis my first attempt at being a proper host. I think it shall be rather exciting. Kindly do follow." The beatle leads ted across a long stretch of sand and dirt until finally stopping by a large round manhole of sorts lodged in the earth. The beatle heaves open the door with seemingly little effort. "This was one of the fallout shelters, it was without supplies so I find myself doubtful that the other survivors are familiar with it. I have a small chamber complete with a furnished cot for you. I had seen you on one of my walks originally. Forgive me for not coming to your aid sooner, I was...well I was suspicious of you for what I realized were prejudiced reasons. I nearly judged you for species, that was wrong of me. So then, I have set up a nice little space for you adjacent to my homemade kitchen (Logan gestuers to a small side room stocked with preserves). You will also find a bathroom to your left and my quarters are opposite yours. No community living space really to speak off. Fear not though, kindly roomate, I am digging an expanse outside of the shelter, when it's complete and safetly reinforced I'll connect the two parts with a doorway." The beatle smile and nods clearly impressed with himself, Ted notices a pile of Good Housekeeping in the bathroom.
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 1:45 pm
Ted heard his stomach grumble at the mention of the word 'kitchen'. Not many of the other words stuck with him.
Jebus, this guy likes talking. Nice guy, though.
"Thanks, Logan." Ted said as he walked into the kitchen, raising his eyebrow the magazines. He scans the shelves of perserves,, finally picking a jar of peaches. He finds a fork, opens the jar, and begins to eat.
Ted exits the kitchen, still picking through the jar of peaches with the fork, and walks up to his new roomate. "So Logan, let me ask you a few things: first, no offence, what exactly are you?; and second, do you know what's goin on with this red gas?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 9:11 pm
"well, Nevaeh, we should really patch up that wound, I'll use the first aid kit on the bus"
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 9:17 pm
StChuckie Ted heard his stomach grumble at the mention of the word 'kitchen'. Not many of the other words stuck with him. Jebus, this guy likes talking. Nice guy, though."Thanks, Logan." Ted said as he walked into the kitchen, raising his eyebrow the magazines. He scans the shelves of perserves,, finally picking a jar of peaches. He finds a fork, opens the jar, and begins to eat. Ted exits the kitchen, still picking through the jar of peaches with the fork, and walks up to his new roomate. "So Logan, let me ask you a few things: first, no offence, what exactly are you?; and second, do you know what's goin on with this red gas?" "Tis no crime, your curiousity, I am but a humble south african beatle. Apparently my species had only been discovered as of recently. My abalility to regenerate is not special among my kind. As I said, the scientists I kept...........company with extracted my dna and preformed a series of operations on me in which most of my insides became protected by a sort of metal skeleton. As for the red gas, I can only say it modified me, and everyone else who inhaled it. The animal kingdom has also been affected, that's why this bomb shelter is so quaint. It keeps the dangerous ones out." Logan winked and shuffeled into the kitchen. "If you don't mind, I think I'd like a new melon."
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discoqueen090 Vice Captain
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discoqueen090 Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 9:19 pm
Discoking090 "well, Nevaeh, we should really patch up that wound, I'll use the first aid kit on the bus" "my boo boo is already better though" Elliot looks down to see the wound is gone
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 9:24 pm
"..., Well i hope your boo bo doesn't come back to bite either of us. Anyway lets go" Elliot starts the bus and begins driving.
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 6:35 pm
discoqueen090 demAntlers "I'll sleep on it. Plus your a navy officer. You'll find me." And just like that I get onto I-94 and goto the flaming dome that I see in the far distance. When jon arrives he sees the town in total chaos buildings are on fire, people are arguing, everyone looks different or has strange powers, and he continues to hear talk of "zombies." A woman runs up to him, "you look kinda funny kid, you better not be one of them!" a man comes to jon's defense, "Come on Sharon, I know your scared, but he doesn't look like one of the flesh eaters." Another voice sounds in the distance, "Necrodons I told you that's what we ought to call them." "be one of who?!? and what zombies are you talking about?" , I say to them.
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2008 12:07 pm
Discoking090 "..., Well i hope your boo bo doesn't come back to bite either of us. Anyway lets go" Elliot starts the bus and begins driving. The little girl looks at elliot clearly confused. "My friends say your afraid of me now. They say you shouldn't be scared. They also say a magic orb is in a lunchbox under the drivers seat."
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discoqueen090 Vice Captain
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discoqueen090 Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2008 12:11 pm
demAntlers discoqueen090 demAntlers "I'll sleep on it. Plus your a navy officer. You'll find me." And just like that I get onto I-94 and goto the flaming dome that I see in the far distance. When jon arrives he sees the town in total chaos buildings are on fire, people are arguing, everyone looks different or has strange powers, and he continues to hear talk of "zombies." A woman runs up to him, "you look kinda funny kid, you better not be one of them!" a man comes to jon's defense, "Come on Sharon, I know your scared, but he doesn't look like one of the flesh eaters." Another voice sounds in the distance, "Necrodons I told you that's what we ought to call them." "be one of who?!? and what zombies are you talking about?" , I say to them. "The flesh-eaters, zombies, necrodons- they're all the same thing," the distant voice continues. As he approaches, jonsie notices it's a beastly looking young man. His body is covered with fur, he has claws, fangs, glowing yellow eyes, and he isn't wearing any clothes. "people everywhere are banding together against them, you can join a group or you can fight on your own, either way don't let one of them bite you or you'll end up just like it, a disgusting parasite."
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Posted: Sat Jul 19, 2008 12:14 pm
Elliot looks under the seat and sure enough finds the lunch box. He opens it
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