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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 21, 2013 20:20:44 GMT -8
Thierry ran around like a maniac here, loud gunshots came from the south stair, and the north stair started spilling out zombies. Del closed the door to Marie's room & they started to barricade.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Mar 23, 2013 21:01:49 GMT -8
Ashley falls back into the floor, and tries to hold off the zombies at this location. He throws flares into the fray at random, and flails at the ghosts and the nasty creatures from beyond. What were they doing here? What was happening? Why did his head hurt so much?
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 23, 2013 21:38:22 GMT -8
Thierry and Woody fell back with Ashley ducking beneath the arc of his flare throws. The first two hit nothing, but the next seemed to produce a fireball. It was getting hard to make sense of the world, drawn now in only black and red. Thierry- "We can only fight two abreast here anyway, Woody, watch our back, see if you can get help. Ashley, *unf* stop wasting those flares." The zombies had closed on them, but this hallway fighting was favorable to the humans... Ashley remembered fighting this way once upon a time with Ivan, in a world with more light, more time, no ghosts...
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Post by Dr. Jar on Mar 23, 2013 21:51:46 GMT -8
"I have more..I have more in my room, we brought back a whole bag of flares, you know...I'll take them for you...We can provide better cover for one another here, and do this well. " He couldnt' think straight, he wanted to just...waste them all. He had so many, what could this hurt?
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 23, 2013 21:54:20 GMT -8
Thierry- "You feel that? ... Is it like what happened to Micah and Patti?" He wiped blood from his nose, furrowed his brow, and did his best to keep fighting. The hall floor was total hamburger, man.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Mar 23, 2013 22:02:03 GMT -8
"It's painful...yes, I think so, but that only took one person at a time. What is happening now, besides the lightbulb man?" He asks, frowning.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 23, 2013 22:12:31 GMT -8
Thierry- "I didn't see that ... man. I'll have to assume you weren't hallucinating." The zombies had to stagger over fallen zombies to get at them. If not for the brain problems and ghost risk, this would be a piece of cake.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Mar 23, 2013 22:19:36 GMT -8
Ashley doesn't whine about his head pain, but it hurt. It still hurt and he was far away. Where was he now? They should move away from this place...but it was after him...where was it going? He flailed his free flare around some more, and brought a crowbar down upon the stumbling zombies. He was never particularly hampered.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 23, 2013 22:26:27 GMT -8
Groaning, slavering undead stormed in from the stairwell, lurching forward with unfocused eyes.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 23, 2013 22:34:51 GMT -8
Woody- "STAIR ZOMBIES! I-" Woody wheeled around to see Cathleen, Judy, and something that was making all their heads hurt and noses bleed.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Mar 23, 2013 22:35:21 GMT -8
Ashley wishes he had a wood baseball bat instead of just his crowbar, but he swings and swings. His arms were starting to burn. How many zombies had gotten in here? And where did they come from? Another building? They didn't look particularly fresh, he was fairly sure.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 23, 2013 22:38:27 GMT -8
Thierry crushed a few zombies back and dared to look back at the scene behind him. Thierry- "WOODY, WHAT'S-?!" He saw the bald head of despair.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 23, 2013 22:39:09 GMT -8
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Mar 23, 2013 22:39:14 GMT -8
Micah gulped and began dragging the screaming Itoji out into the hall, keeping an eye on the creepy bald guy. He turned looking at the fighters gathered and motioned with his head. "Got a fucking light? Motherfucking blood spewing ghost right in there! You might wanna check on your cat Ash..."
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Post by DKender on Mar 23, 2013 22:40:53 GMT -8
"FRISK FRISK IS DEAD. O-BIDO ATE THE POOR FUCK! MISTER FRISKERS BURNS IN HELLLL!"
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