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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 4, 2013 21:35:08 GMT -8
Jackson- "I'm sure it's just somebody like Humbert."
Bryce- "I so didn't plan on going out today..." They went out to "403 BLDG - THE STREETS
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 8, 2013 2:04:02 GMT -8
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 8, 2013 2:12:25 GMT -8
Eve- "Oh god oh god."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 8, 2013 2:42:05 GMT -8
The back door parked at Eve with quick raps. She dropped the radio. Eve- "Oh god! Um, Sorry!" She opened the door to bloody people, stern Beau, and jovial Del. Eve- "The test Del! Did you..?"
Del- "Oh, jeez. Sorry, Beau! Come on, we can't let them in yet."
Beau- "Mm? Oh-- ...Really?"
Chou- *whimper*
Lady- "*bleeds profusely*"
Eve- "Um, both of you, what's your favorite flavor of ice cream?"
Man- "Wh-what?"
Beau- "*sigh* They test for 'uman, is confusing. Can she even speak? Is this necessary?"
Del- "Damn, fuck it, I'll take the blame, Eve. You stay here I'll get 'em to the clinic. Radio up to have someone send the doc down!"
Eve- "OK! OK!" Del and Beau helped the people to Dr. Bebe's clinic.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 17, 2013 21:54:34 GMT -8
Much later...Daniel and Monty were on guard duty again.Thankfully without hordes of wild beasts this time.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 18, 2013 20:11:53 GMT -8
Daniel and Monty sat around, glancing at the radio on occasion.
Monty- "Transformers, that was pretty cool."
Daniel- "Hell no! That show is way overrated. Pirates of Dark Water or nothin'."
Monty- "Nah, I mean the movie! What are you talkin' about, Pirates of the Caribbean?"
Daniel- "What? No. Transformers movie? I won't even talk about that. It made me sick. I mean, all the motion blur, I got carsick."
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 18, 2013 20:39:20 GMT -8
The radio crackled. Monty picked it up and spoke in his trucker voice. Monty- " 'Yello. Monty here--"
"HELLO? Who--There's monsters! 6th floor!!" The crackly voice of a panicked woman sounded through the speaker. Monty- "Oh... damn."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 18, 2013 20:56:25 GMT -8
Radio voice- "I don't know what to - just do whatever you can to help everybody, OK?"
Monty- "Over and out!... Now what the fuck?"
Daniel- "We bar this door and see how the other ways in are doing... God no..."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 19, 2013 17:01:54 GMT -8
Daniel and Monty looked out in the alley briefly, saw a few zombies at the ends, ducked back in and barred the door. They turned to head to the first floor.
Zombies were coming out of the stairwell, and noticing them. Monty- "Oh my god..."
Daniel- "No, we got to, no... I ..." Monty grabbed his shoulder and turned him toward the south stairs. Daniel- "We're gonna die..."
Monty- "No way, man. No way!"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 20, 2013 1:53:24 GMT -8
Monty kept a grip on Daniel's shoulder and shoved him toward the newer group of zombies - who were a little less dispersed into the environment, and possible to run around. He practically dragged the slimmer man. Monty- "Come on, man! Work with me!"
Daniel- "How? How can we..?" He shoved Daniel toward the passenger side door of one of the vehicles they had prepped for quick escape - a cornflower blue SUV. He jumped behind the driver's wheel. Zombies were hot on their heels. After a tense little eternity, as zombies were just starting to slap dead flesh on the SUV, it lurched forward, dragging zombies beneath it, and began to do its bloody work. Monty- "Things are starting to look up for us, buddy. "
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 21, 2013 1:34:02 GMT -8
LATER Seth scrambled through the door, and bumped into a zombie. He no longer had a weapon, the mop handle long lost in that horrible blue world. He ran past it, his eyes seeing only the vaguest hint of the dark world around him. He heard screeching of tires, the roar of an engine, thumps, groans, and he couldn't see a damn thing.God, a fucking haunted car?! I hope it has headlights... He moved forward carefully, holding his hands out, trying to feel for anything in front of him. He found himself bouncing off of confused zombies like a pinball machine. Thankfully it seemed they couldn't see well in the darkness either. His eyes adjusted, and he noticed three light sources, as he spun his head around wildly. One was a weirdly flickering light coming from the level above, barely illuminating a ramp going up. One was an extremely dim nightlight on a pillar, and one was the faintly glowing form of the ghost, Charles. Seth- "No no no, don't follow me here...!" The ghost laughed coldly. Charles (?) - "You prefer the night to day?" The ghost was far enough that the pain was weak. It was halfway across the garage. Seth- "I don't prefer anything... just stay away!" Seth ran for that dim light above, to the ramp, desperately hoping to not get hit by evil cars. The light abruptly and massively increased, it was the headlights of an SUV ripping down the ramp.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 22, 2013 0:45:46 GMT -8
The SUV almost ran Seth the hell over. He slammed into the inside wall, escaping it, and saw Daniel Milani's face like a phantom in the passenger side, and wasn't sure he was seen by that phantom. He heard the SUV crushing zombies below.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 22, 2013 1:00:46 GMT -8
Seth flattened against the wall as the car passed. Daniel?! It took a moment to piece it together. Someone must have gotten the car for zombie smashing. He didn't have much time to think though, as the ghost lurked just on the periphery of his vision. He ran up the ramp, listening for the car to gauge its distance.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 22, 2013 1:18:10 GMT -8
He got up into the garage, lit more by the blue grey night sky's dull radiance than anything else. Smears of crushed zombies littered the floor randomly - some, without sufficient head damage, moving feebly. Still ambulatory zombies filtered in slowly from unknown directions. He felt the burn in his lungs. Part of him considered that Dr. Bebe and the rest were so very close, alone and in danger, but probably totally surrounded. Pace yourself.
One of the random zombies milling about turned in place as if it was standing near weightless on a record turntable. He realized it, and at least one other, were dark ghosts. His head began to throb.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 22, 2013 1:52:26 GMT -8
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