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 Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 12:01 pm
((I believe you should add Reconstruction characters, I would much rather play Washington because i can't remember a whole lot on Wyoming.))
Boop! Boop! Wyoming always finds this noise weird when he's returning from limbo back to the living world. BEEP! Really why does it happen?
A small flash of white while my HUD starts up, and there we go...a cave? My grave? Well, hmmm, wait what's this? A noise outside... an explosion. "My dear popet it was, lets go see."
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 2:32 pm
Shelia kept rolling towards Red base. "Lopez. Lopez come here." She said. She aimed at the rock he was behind.
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 6:29 pm
-Stops and turned wondering what the hell was going on. Tex switches to her BR and walks into the Blue base, sneaking around inside.-
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 7:04 pm
[[ I totally haven't watched reconstruction. ]]
Grif's evil musings were suddenly interrupted by Caboose's words. "Whoa, free ice cream? Hell yes!" Despite having already completely exhausted his body for the day, he managed to run into the Blue base and down into the kitchen, where he'd been just a few minutes before snacking on bacon flavored marshmallows. Oh, and tuna. Someone had left the tuna out with an energy sword to spread it. Yeah. Grif's energy sword now. Suck it Blues. Anyway, Grif was so perfectly happy that he scooped the ice cream for Caboose and made him a sundae. Of course, there was the minor issue of him adding the rat poison, but it was for flavor. Half the time that was all there was to eat at the Red base. "Here, Caboose, have a sundae! This is for all your hard work failing to kill the pink zombie."
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 12:21 pm
((I'm waiting for somebody to get angry at Doc just for being there. Hasn't happened yet))
Doc walks over to Donut's body.
"You know you deserved that from sister. Well now let's get you back on your feet if you're not already dead."
He starts the surgy but the walks away because he doesn't care any more.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 12:47 pm
Sister queeled in delight as she looked over the dead form of Donut. "HEY GRIF! You owe me ten bucks!" She shouted down the mic before running up behind Doc and hitting him the head, thinking he was one of the reds. She was colour blind, it was excusable, and she was hyper from winning the ten bucks off of Grif. She ran around in circles for a little while, squeeling while waving the rocket launcher around.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 1:02 pm
"Oh yeah hit me just because I was once a hostage on both teams then you guy's go and send me into the caves. I think i'll go there now."
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 1:49 pm
"Doc?" Church peered around Tucker to see the neutral, purple annoyance. "Why the hell are you here? To make things worse?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 3:48 pm
-Tosses a sticky gernade lazily into the kitchen and wonder outside.- Hey Church.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 4:01 pm
"Tex?" Church's head nearly snapped from his neck as he jerked it around to look at the freelancer.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 7:35 pm
Caboose took the sundae from Grif. "I guess not all zombies are bad. Oh this is going to be great. GRIF! You can be my new friend! And we can go camping, and hiking, and fishing, and eat ice cream, and alots of stuff together!" He said as suddenly a sticky landed on the tuna. "I think I'm going to make my way out of here now." He said running. "Running running running!" he made it out alive.
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2009 7:09 am
"I'm -cough- not dead you...That is some nice armor! Who is you fashion -coughing and hacking- designer?"
Donut was severally wounded; he couldn't feel his legs or arms or in fact any of his lower body. Donut remembered something from his head being in the ground and then remembered what Sister said.
"I'm not -coughing uncontrollably- I just have a sense of fashion behind your understanding...Oh my -sneeze- god, I'm an alien! Ah!!!"
Donut tried to move, but all he did when trying to flail his arms and legs was knocking off his own head. Surprisingly, he didn't die, the head just kept talking.
"Ah! My head came off! Help! Help! Hey, I'm not coughing anymore."
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2009 7:44 am
Simmons looks at Sister. "Great job, ten bucks...next time make him pay 20, he's lazy, he'll pay more to get out of work," he told Sister, knowing from the lazy payment and prank, who it had been. He then looked at Donut, "Wow," he commented, "Why couldn't you've lost control of your head, then you wouldn't be speaking," he mumbled to himself, forgetting to turn off the mic/headset. He kicked donut's head to Sister, "Wanna play soccer? Supposed to be good to get some exercise," he stated.
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2009 10:45 am
Sister looked down at the head and pointed to it, laughing a little before kicking it back to Simmons. "Good idea, hold out for more!" She shouted, still exstatic about winning the ten bucks off of her brother Grif.
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2009 1:43 pm
"Damn it! I'm technically not dead...Wait, yes! I'm dead."
Donut may have been stupid, but he disliked Grif more than being stupid. If somehow he could make Grif lose ten dollars, it was well worth it. Being kicked wasn't something he liked, but he was pretty sure he wouldn't be feeling it any longer; he actually did die from the blow of the kick. The human brain can keep going a bit after decapitation and that kick was all it took to push Donut into kicking the bucket. Now Donut was back in Limbo, waiting for his respawn timer to expire.
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