DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
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Post by DKender on Nov 26, 2012 14:06:46 GMT -8
"You missed the video?" Now, Alex raised his eyebrow. "Whoa. Well, uh, it was pretty awful. Right when all this ... this horrible stuff happened ... on the news. There was this kid. All sickly and wrapped head to toe in bandages." Alex closed his eyes and concentrated. "He said, 'Hello, people. We hate you all so much. That's why we're doing this.' And then he pulled out guts from his chest. But they weren't his. The kid was hollow. "So he then said, 'We killed ourselves. We made ourselves into this, so we can kill you. The dead are coming for you. You see it already. We sent them to kill everyone. You're all going to f-word die. It's so f-word funny. Just, just die now.' And the video ended like that." He looked quietly at Ashley.
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Post by Gillsing on Nov 26, 2012 14:25:18 GMT -8
tab Noticing that Alex was in fact in the community center, Ben approached the group and sat down at an empty spot. He remained silent, so as to not interrupt the ongoing conversation. (But when that conversation ends, Ben will bring up the sword fight stuff.)tab "I could teach you what little I know," Ben told Alex, "but I'm not a sensei, I've just been taking classes for a few years. I signed up for the same thing as you did today, so if we have to fight any zombies I guess you could see if I have anything to teach."
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Suyoi
Yeah, it's a Cool Skeleton
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Post by Suyoi on Nov 26, 2012 14:37:55 GMT -8
Dr. Victor seemed on a weird mission, darting from the stairs, into his room and back out if his room in a matter of minutes. He appeared freshly prepared, hair and face both clean, wearing a dark violet, almost plum button down shirt a little baggy on his frame and jeans that bunched underneath his belt at the waist. He tacked a notice on the board the thicker? arm and simultaneously snatched up his empty "I hate Mondays" mug in the other. "So much to do... today... bah." He seemed to speak at no one in particular, except maybe the coffee which was pouring into the mug at a speed which was not pleasing to him. Dr. Victor glanced swiftly around the room pausing for any conversation before darting into the kitchen area. He came back out with what could be a small paring knife and some butcher's string. After only a brief second to spare for chatter ((If anyone needs him at this point, feel free to add it)) he made his departure downstairs with some haste.
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
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Gender: Unknown Skeleton
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Post by DKender on Nov 26, 2012 14:41:04 GMT -8
Alex grinned, stood, and bowed. "Not-sensei Ben! Yoroshiku onegai shimasu!" His pronunciation was passable. "Anything you can teach me. I was just about to say ... swinging at heads works fine for zombies, but I have this really bad hunch. That mummy kid and his armies want us all dead." He sat cross-legged and continued eating. Between bites, Alex continued, "We survived the first wave, and we're hanging on. If the mummy was smart enough to wreck the planet, he probably planned for groups like ours. Soon as things calm down and we feel safe, I'm betting he'll send something worse our way. You might not know much about fighting, but I know nothing, and I got to be prepared. Ganbarimasu!"
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Post by Gillsing on Nov 26, 2012 15:23:17 GMT -8
tab "Yeah, who knows what that mummy can conjure up?" Ben agreed. "If we're really lucky it'll be something that we can just burn, like the ghosts. But you're right. We should prepare for something worse. I just wish I knew what about us they hate so much. Because that seems like something that might give us helpful clues. Are 'they' some kids who've been mistreated by society, or are 'they' demons who possessed those kids and who have always hated everything that lives?"
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Post by Dr. Jar on Nov 26, 2012 15:27:24 GMT -8
A dim light becomes a small flame within his brain, and he nods after a moment. "I heard it on the radio, but did not see it. What language is that? Chinese?" He asks, clearly having no idea what they are talking about. "It's Chinese Knights? Or is it a Samurai-warrior sort of thing? Samurai showdown." He says, with some satisfaction. He had watched them when he was a little kid. Low production, badly dubbed Asian stars flying around on wires. He liked them, and they were cheap in theatres in their day.
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
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Gender: Unknown Skeleton
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Post by DKender on Nov 26, 2012 16:17:04 GMT -8
"It's Japanese," Alex told Ashley. "I know like twenty phrases 'cause one of my exes spoke it. We dated during my shallow years, so our personalities didn't match at all, but she was reeeally cute." He almost made a Sonya comparison, but Ben might not appreciate that ... Better focus on the monster issue instead! "I dunno about the mummy boy's nature." He shrugged. "People can do awful things. Genocide ..." He frowned. "I don't understand, though. Why can't everybody just be good to each other?"
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Nov 26, 2012 16:24:26 GMT -8
Micah's whole body ached when he awoke and he almost felt like he hadn't slept at all. He splashed his face with cold water before changing into the turquoise shirt and grey skinny jeans that he'd given a quick clean the other day. He wandered zombie-like into the comm centre, his hair even more messy than usual. He greeted Chantelle and loaded his plate with the usual including some French toast. He did a slight double-take when he saw Alex then plonked down next to the group and listened wearily to the conversation. "Ghhh Mrnung..." He mumbled.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Nov 26, 2012 16:28:03 GMT -8
"And Ninjas. Ninjas are Japanese too aren't they? Ninjas and samurai." He muttered, going off on a mental tangent back to the cheesy movies of his youth. "He's probably a dead thing too. If there are ghosts and walking corpses. I don't think they are people anymore. What is this? Hell coming up to get us? Who exactly are they following? Do they even have a leader? Seems the demons do. They talk and can shoot, and seem to know what to do, but why are they biding their time? If I was a demon I'd find all the human hideyholes." He says, with a second arm-crossing. "I could help improve the training on the squads of nightguards...and day guards, get us working as a unit. That Page, Harrison and Faigenbaum are capable men, and I'm sure with some training we could have more." He seems to find this incredibly satisfying. Sonya came to check the work list, and then ran over to Ben and friends with an excitable air.
Sonya- "Oh Ben, you going out? I want to go! I always stay inside with the Stevie, I need to have air. What do we do?"
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Nov 26, 2012 16:49:43 GMT -8
Seth ran into the community center, moving furiously, out of breath. He was a little splashed with blood, but not gore drenched. He went straight for Derek. Seth- "Gotta-- shotgun. Please." Derek nodded, and entered the combo on the bike lock that held the gun cabinet shut. Derek- "What's going on?"
Seth- "People in trouble.. the art school." People began to gather around, like meerkats. Derek- "Oh.. zombies?"
Seth- "Hope.. that's all. Something else, maybe." Derek shook his head, mystified.
Seth addressed the group standing nearby. He spoke loudly enough that anyone in the nearby rooms could hear him as well. Seth- "We need some help. The art school around the corner, some people stuck on the top. They had a big sign about "monsters," hope it's just zombies, but I don't know." The sound of various doors nearby intermingled with the murmured and spoken responses. Anna hopped off an exercise bike.
Anna- "Alright. That's my school, I know my way around there. Let's fuckin' go."
Seth- "Anyone who's going, you gotta be fast. We gotta just run our asses off, 'cause we can't stop to fight on Denny or we're dead. That place is a death trap." (PCS!!! Who wants to go? Does your character have a good reason to want to go? Remember, it's for saving people that have nothing to do with you, so if you play a surly bastard, you might need a good reason. )
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Post by Dr. Jar on Nov 26, 2012 16:50:42 GMT -8
"I'll go. I have one arm but I can shoot a gun and defend myself ok. Maybe defend the others too. We'll go get them, Sir." He stands straight when he speaks to Seth. (Fixed! - Kelly)
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DKender
Only One Skeleton has the Power to Control both Life and Death, Light and Dark, Words and Blank Space, Our Humble Lives Continue Only by the Grace and Magnanimity of This Skeleton
Nay, let us walk from fire unto firey skeleton ...
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Post by DKender on Nov 26, 2012 16:55:51 GMT -8
Of course, Alex jumps up and raises his hand. "I'm IN!"
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Nov 26, 2012 17:06:07 GMT -8
Seth- "Ashley, I don't want you popping a cork out of that wound, but I appreciate it. Can you back us up when we go out there? We'll need someone to cover us when we're coming in if we gotta carry injured folks. How about you follow us to the end of the block, and then wait to cover us in the alley when we're coming back."
Bryce- "..." Bryce stood, mute now for two minutes, frozen on his way to say something to Seth that could never materialize. He looked at them gravely, as they geared up to leave.
Derek brought the shotgun from the cabinet, and handed it to Seth. Derek- "Do it to it, chief. Wish I could go too, but... y'know."
Seth- "We gotta go fast. You find anyone else who wants to help, meet us down in the garage, but we're gonna be gone in a minute." He and Anna took off for the stairs.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Nov 26, 2012 17:09:04 GMT -8
Micah suddenly snapped to attention when he saw Alex volunteering for the mission. A huge part of him wanted to crawl back to bed, not only the guilt at his cowardice last night, but also the fresh reminder from his dream made him stand to his feet. He was going to be a better person, one that didn't leave his closest friend to tackle monsters alone. He ignored the niggling fear and trepidation. "I-I'll go too..I-if that's okay.. I mean I don't have to...Uh I'll go." (( How do you like them reasons hahaha ))
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Post by Dr. Jar on Nov 26, 2012 17:10:20 GMT -8
Ashley nods. "Right, Sir." He proceeds to try to get the attention of anyone else he decided would be of use to them, and put a hand on the pistol. "I'll wait for you all, and make sure you come back safe. Maybe you should take the radio, and a few of us can take the other side so we can help if we need to."
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