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 Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 3:44 pm
 The virus seemed to spread like wildfire. So many people sat and watched as there loved ones were turned into mindless drooling creatures. And it didn't stop there, no. It got worse. With time, the infected people began to hunger and acquired a taste for human flesh. One bite and you were gone, doomed to be as they were. Very few normal gijinka remain and safe places are even fewer. For whatever reason, your gijinka has made it to this mega-mall which seems safe enough....or at least, they hope so. [[This is essentially the same rp I started when the guild began. Just doing it again in honor of Halloween and starting over since we have so many new gijinka!]] This rp is set in an alternate universe. TL;DR Our lovely gijinka have made there way to the local mega-mall by whatever means and are holed up inside trying to fend of the hoard of undead that await just outside it's walls. Anything could happen! Post to join, all gijinka are welcome!
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 12:04 pm
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C h o u m o Nyj ❥ It was so unexpected. It was scary. It couldn't be real. It couldn't be happening. Yet it was. Why was it happening to her? Her whole body was trembling, screeching at the little sounds, finding herself huddled on the floor behind a cashier counter of an abandoned store, a corpse or two not too far from her, beaten 'til they were hardly recognizable, the blonde covered in that blood. The blood had spattered over her cute clothes, but at this point she really didn't care. The day had seemed so bright & it turned to something so bleak & terrifying. She couldn't even comprehend what was going on. Why were these people after her? Why were they acting like wild animals? When moaning noises died down enough she started sobbing quietly but kept her ears open for the slightest sounds, while her own fingers entangled themself into her blonde locks. "Why...? Why is this happening?" Her murmurs seemed to go unheard even by the smashed corpses, she'd long left behind her clothes she bought when she came here in the beginning. Everything fell apart so fast.
It was so hard to understand what even happened. It started with one man inside the mall, acting wildly & started biting at the flesh of others, tearing chunks of flesh away & soon the person attacked would die but seemingly come back to life. It happened over & over until everyone she saw was behaving the same way... leaving her to do nothing but kill them. It was something she'd never done before, & she was frightened out of her wits over it. For the moment her eyes squeezed shut, unable to look over at the bodies she massacred, recalling how when she struck them they still seemed to get back up. The fear took over at that point, reawakening with her clothes a bloody mess & holding a bloodied pole that she had no idea where she got it from. Just thinking back to it made her cringe & sob even more, only to quiet down immediately hearing a faint sound of footsteps. Not wasting a second to grab the bloodied pole next to her, hugging it close ignoring the dripping blood & focusing on the sounds around her alone while trying to stifle her whimpers. Whatever it was she was prepared to attack if she had to.  ❤❉❤
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 8:32 pm
 【 Miss Apple ❤ 】
The pretty gengar gijinka was out of place to say the very least. He clothes that once beautifully clung to her curvaceous body were now a bloody mess with many rips and tears. She hobbled along, one heel broken off of her pretty boots. A single zombified bulbasaur gijinka was following her, drool dripping from his repulsive mouth.
"Christ, can't get a date any other way?!" the pretty girl cried back at him. Her sassyness didn't even leave her in these types of situations. As much as she just loved being tailed by a mindless zombie, she knew she had to find a way to ditch him.
In a quick movement, which almost threw her off balance, she slung around the moving escalator. In his move to grab her, he was sent tumbling down them. She pulled herself back onto solid ground and breathed a sigh of relief. If nothing, the pretty girl was crafty. Spotting a shoe store, she gave a gleeful little squeal. She pulled the ruined boots off of her feet and bounded towards it. Who could think of shopping at a time like this? Apple, of course.
&&I'm a ********> diva.
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Posted: Wed Oct 06, 2010 9:41 pm
_⚫_⚪____W H I R L E Y_⚫_⚪_J I T E N_⚫_⚪_W I L L I A M S____⚫_⚪_ ___ ___ “We are spinning our own fates, good or evil, and never to be undone. Every smallest stroke of virtue or of vice leaves its never-so-little scar.” - William James
"Oh HELL yes. I knew today was going to be freaking AWESOME" Jiten had his weapon of choice, a giant butterfly knife(newly bloodied), over his shoulders, and held onto it with one hand, talking to himself. Well, he didn't know there was anyone else alive. For all he knew, he was the zombie killing patron saint. "Keane was all like 'No Jiten, you don't need that, your just going to the mall; don't be paranoid' Well, who has the last laugh! He's probably all comfy at home while I get my kill on. More for me, then."
He smiled, hearing the familiar sounds of the beautiful thing called the undead. As he readied for another lovely zombie battle, he went over the checklist "Virus type zombies. Don't get bitten, or possibly scratched. Possibly airborne. Which means I'm immune. Most likely. Sever head from neck, or crush skull." He heard a step to his left, and followed it quickly with a swing to the same side, but swung the weapon around him, keeping it in motion. Momentum kills, ya know.
Gripping the large butterfly sword with both hands again, in a small ring around him, there were heads, that had already started to rot "Man, I am goood!" He flipped the butter fly sword around, in the same manner as he would a butterfly knife, and threw it in the air, throwing punches at the undead as if floated through the putrid breeze, and caught it in its decent. When it landed back in his hands, the zombies were down and out. Celebration tiem. "I FEEL GOOD. Duh-uh Uh-uh Uh-uh Uh-uh UH! I KNEW THAT I WOULD.."
layout base design © Ellevazi
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Posted: Wed Oct 27, 2010 8:42 pm
【 Miss Apple ❤ 】
Once inside the shoe store apple began to look around herself. The expired shoe store clerk was slumped over the counter, dead....or so Apple hoped anyway. She trotted barefoot down one of the aisle. The boot aisle to be exact. Some of the shoes were just hideous, grandmas-esque atrocities that she wouldn't be caught dead in.
Then she saw them. The most perfect boots ever. They laced beautifully up the front, solid black with a neck-breaking heel. Apple gasped with excitement. But of course her excitement was overcome when she realized that the boots she'd been oogling were already occupied...by the zombified clerk.
The woman stood there for a moment, staring Apple down and snarling. "Nice zombie...." the purple haired girl said in a baby talk voice, not knowing if the woman even comprehended words anymore. And she suddenly began running at Apple, hobbling on the boots. The gengar was getting rather tired of fending off the undead. She was a lady after all. She run up the aisle she was in and back down another.
When she reached the front of the store she jumped down behind the counter. Hearing the zombie hot on her heels, she counted off in her head. One....two....three! Quickly she lifted the cash register high over her head and slammed it into the zombie skull, effectively crushing it. DING! The register opened. Apple stifled a laugh as she slipped the boots off of the zombie and onto her own feet.
&&I'm a ********> diva.
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