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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Dec 8, 2012 22:04:34 GMT -8
maps.google.com/maps?q=hostess&hl=en&ll=47.622767,-122.342347&spn=0.001093,0.002064&sll=47.635809,-122.342286&sspn=0.000776,0.002064&t=h&hq=hostess&z=20&layer=c&cbll=47.622767,-122.342347&panoid=wKxzCga5oh3B9p7nQoLR9w&cbp=12,296.76,,0,3.63 Somebody remembered this was on Dexter, might have Twinkies! Humbert mentioned he was going here...
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 26, 2012 2:23:30 GMT -8
The windows were a murky brownish glow with the creepy old paper blinds pulled, the space dark and dim. The way in was narrowed with a heap of office chairs and garbage. People languished in the hall, resting on anything at least slightly soft they could find. They were tense, and jumped when the knocks came.
One two, pause two beats, one two three, and the door was opened. They calmed down, and the sound of the steps that came up the stairs was reassuringly coordinated and rhythmic. Richie- "Hey guys. Nothing much to say."
Emmett- "At least tell us where you last saw the guys you left with."
Richie- "Garrett reinforcing the garage door some more, and Aiden... He still likes to go off by himself."
Eve- "You mean go off with Bear."
Richie- "Yeah." The hall loungers were Esi, Eve, Emmett, Del, and now Richie.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Dec 27, 2012 19:35:17 GMT -8
The survivors had been avoiding killing zombies. It was a harrowing way of going about this new world. A few had taken up the slack and killed any that were unavoidable, but mostly the group just ran. Emmett and Esi had never killed a zombie, Eve and Del had only killed on or two each.They were somewhat weakened by malnutrition. Esi in particular was having trouble digesting the Twinkies and other bounty of the building.
The exchanged feeble smiles in the hall and dreamed of rescue. Eve couldn't handle those conversations anymore, so people had to be wary of using the words "when we get rescued" around her. Instead, they talked about nonsense to kill the time.
Twenty questions, anyone? Richie- "OK, I got one. Go."
Emmett- "Is it animal?"
Richie- "No."
Del- "Man, does anyone ever pick mineral? What kind of boring-ass answer would that one be?"
Richie- "Are you asking?"
Del- "Hell yeah. Mineral?"
Richie- "Yes, that's two."
Eve- "Is it the twinkie mineral? That's an element, isn't it?"
Richie- "No, that's three. "
Esi- "Is it something that we'll ever see again?"
Richie- "Most likely."
Emmett- "Is it bigger than a bread box?"
Richie- "Yes, five."
Esi- "So it's a mineral bigger than a bread box? What, like a salt lick? Any of us planning on going to Old MacDonald's farm?"
Richie- "Is that a question?"
Esi- "Tsst, pass."
Del- "Is it something we can find in the city?"
Richie- "Yes."
Eve- "Is it something we can eat?"
Richie- "No."
Emmett- "Is it bigger than a car?"
Richie- "Yes."
Richie- "Is it used for building stuff?"
Richie- "No."
Eve- "Is it solid?"
Richie- "That's a better question... I think we should still eliminate some more abstract stuff before getting specific. Yes, it's solid."
Emmett- "So if it's not used to build stuff, that doesn't mean it isn't a building itself, does it?"
Richie- "Is that a question?"
Emmett- "Is it a vehicle?"
Richie- "What a switcheroo. No, it's not a vehicle."
Eve- "Is it man-made?"
Richie- "Another good question. Yes."
Esi- "Well is it a building then?"
Richie- "Yes. Thirteen."
Esi- "But I suppose we gotta guess which building, don't we?"
Richie- "The game isn't over yet."
Del- "For it to be a game, it would have to be fun, right?" Esi laughed bitterly. Richie- "Not by definition, so no. Fourteen."
Esi- "Aww!" Esi groaned.
Eve- "Is it a building within five miles of here?"
Richie- "Yes. I believe so."
Emmett- "Is it the space needle?"
Richie- "It's still funny to me that you can guess anything in the world within 20 questions. You'd think it would take more. Yeah, it's the stupid needle."
Esi- "Groaannn!"
Emmett- "Naw, it was kinda fun. Thanks, Richie."
Richie- "Thank you. Haha. Emmett says it was fun so I win, Es."
Esi- "Baby, you win all the twinkies in Twinkistan. Eat up, now."
Richie- "...No thanks."
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Post by Suyoi on Dec 28, 2012 16:39:20 GMT -8
Garrett wiped the thick sweat from his brow with the spare employee apron he confiscated upon his arrival so many days before. Eve- "Hey Garrett." She smiled weakly.
He set the mallet down on the floor gently, his form curling up on top of the small office chair he had gotten from the manager's office. His voice was surprisingly calm. "The entrance has been secured. I reinforced the door with more of the repurposed assembly equipment. We can still enter and exit if need be, but they can't push it open. No more shattered glass falling on the ground today, Richie." Richie- "Thanks, man." It was hard to see him as a man, despite his height and athletic build - he was still a boy of 18, and sounded like it.
Eve- "You missed twenty stupid questions."
"Did you play the guessing game again? I am sorry I use things that are neither vegetable mineral nor animal. I thought guessing about patience would be easier to figure out." Emmett- "It's alright with me. Just make sure you answer yes to 'abstract concept' on that one in the future, even if it isn't exactly accurate. For the purposes of twenty questions, it's close enough." Emmett was always the smartest guy in the room, but didn't usually come off as being a wiener about it. Usually.
"I still wonder what else is going on; I cannot rest my mind on the present because I do not know enough of what this present is." Del- "Don't get too deep, brother." Del was a sweet kid. Came onto Garrett a week ago, but apparently not going to let things get awkward after that.
Garret lowered his head into his hands, shaking it somberly. He seemed to fall into the silence that had usually crept up into the group at the awkward moments, or worse, poor humor. His eyes scanned over the remaining people, trying to acknowledge each person for their better qualities; a part of him kept reminding himself they were all alive in here. "I wonder when we will be rescued?" Eve- " UGH." Hey, it's Eve's least favorite subject! Her hands still trembled sometimes from alcohol withdrawal.
Emmett- "Whether we get rescued soon or not, we won't let ourselves rot in a hole, obviously. We'll get out of here if we need to, Eve."
Eve- "Fine, but if we're here two more days, I'm gonna have Esi rig up that still."
Esi- "I'd do anything for you, sugar cube. "
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Post by Suyoi on Dec 29, 2012 23:48:47 GMT -8
Garrett nodded slowly to Eve's words. Part of him knew there was a reasonable medical reason for the production of alcohol. There was the fact that Eve would be going through the shakes until they got her to a hospital... or until she was drinking again. Part of him knew there would be no going back once alcohol was created; it was an altering substance and he himself would be more leery of it and the woman who needed it. "Maybe we should try and put up more of a notice of occupation here?" The construction worker glanced over at Emmett, a little hopeful with the encouragement. It was most likely due to his quick thinking, but he felt it was necessary to keep the hope alive somehow. He knew he wasn't the one to really give anyone here a sense of safety. He could barely swing at the sick people, let alone help them somehow. Emmett- "Maybe... I worry how many of those monsters can read. We had some strange experiences before we met up with you, made us think not all zombies are created equal. Hm..."
Del- "Hell, if Little Red likes to run off all the time alone, maybe he can find someone to help us. Assuming he doesn't come back as a zombie plus dog zombie kinda thing."
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Post by Suyoi on Dec 30, 2012 16:06:36 GMT -8
Garrett let his flat stare catch the sight of the weird grate window on the wall just above street level. Outside was a world he didn't know, a world he never wanted to know. His chin drooped at the thought of Jorge, the rescue, and the utter destruction. So much destruction, loss of life. He knew rage was not the answer but it welled in him, a constant struggle between that which felt right and justified that which was suffering in self-flagellation of failure to save a life. "If he comes back, he may not be the one to send rescue. He values the dog above any of us." Emmett- "Don't say that. I mean I'm sure you're right about our value relative to the dog's, but he'd still send help our way if he could."
Garrett let out a heavy sigh and began to take deep, meditative breaths before responding again. "No. I do not want to put such a responsibility on him, Del. If he wants to scout and seek rescue, he should. But it should not be something we ask. In two days, if we do not have the resources for our still, I will go looking for help with whomever wants to come. But, I feel that given the time we are here, and the location, we may have people coming for rescue, or shelter, or food." Del- "When I came in here I was ready to fight anybody that wanted to get our twinkies, but now... They can have 'em. Ugh."
A weak smile popped onto Garrett's lips as he looked between Del and Emmett. "I have been wondering what flavors we might be able to make anyways, Esi." Esi- "There's a lot of high fructose corn syrup on hand! That's gotta taste... nice..."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 2, 2013 19:01:38 GMT -8
Night settled over the Twinkie factory, and people huddled in the darkness. They slept.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 5, 2013 2:08:10 GMT -8
Del- "Rise and shine! Who wants twinkies?"
Esi- "Suck my dick, Delvon."
Del- "I can respect that."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 7, 2013 16:06:59 GMT -8
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Post by littlestprince on Jan 7, 2013 20:41:53 GMT -8
Lacy woke to the sound of Del and Esi's banter. His eyes were still heavy with sleep. Usually he would be up with the sun and full of energy but an all sugar diet and lack of fresh air had wreaked havoc on his system. He shook the tangles from his hair, slapped his cheeks twice and crawled out of the little sleeping space he laid claim to. Soon the bounty of refined sugar offered for breakfast would cure him of his remaining sleepiness, at least until the sugar rush wore off. He grabbed a packaged cake, opened it up and wished for a salad instead.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 7, 2013 20:48:56 GMT -8
Del- "How do you like it, Lace? It's better than a rat, you gotta admit."
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Post by littlestprince on Jan 8, 2013 20:43:42 GMT -8
"Yeah, a bit, I guess." As a guy who had eaten a squirrel or two, the idea of eating a rat didn't seem so unappetizing. He of course wasn't about to spill that to people he very much relied on for survival at this point. He smiled at tight lipped and uneasy smile at Del. "At least it is food."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 8, 2013 21:22:08 GMT -8
Del looked at his unease and took it as depression at the circumstances rather than recognizing the social awkwardness. Del- "Aww, I'm sorry. Hey, we'll get through this. I swear."
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Post by littlestprince on Jan 11, 2013 21:07:37 GMT -8
"Y-yeah...I know." Unsure how to respond to the sentiment, Lacy turned his attention to shaking the crumbs from his shirt. Not that it made much of a difference in the quality of his appearance after some time packed in a warehouse. He didn't want to seem unfriendly and risk being one day left behind in a big city crawling with undead, so after some careful thought he added: "Especially with guys like Garrett around." Maybe not a profound statement but still better than a one word answer.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jan 11, 2013 22:29:50 GMT -8
Del smiled and moved along, passing out pastries like a pro. The sun shone weakly through the thick brown shade. People stretched and tried to wake up, feel sort of human for a short while. The dog yawned with a little whine.SO ((unless anyone has other ideas)), the day went by in its tedious way, until mid to late afternoon, when ....
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