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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Dec 8, 2012 20:17:14 GMT -8
A simple stairwell with carpeted steps. You can use this stairwell to access the restaurant on the first floor.
From here you can go to: Any of the floors, Zaitun restaurant, the parking garage.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Feb 18, 2013 19:18:17 GMT -8
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Post by Dr. Jar on Feb 18, 2013 19:30:04 GMT -8
"MR. FRISKERS!" Ashley cried, following them at something like a slow jog so as not to startled the cat. He wasn't all that steady and by the sound of his voice, a little inebriated maybe. "Mr. Friskers I LOVE YOU come back! I'm SORRY." If anyone but the animals was here to hear him he'd probably have a lot to be embarrassed about. "I...I love you." He touched his face. Shit... ugh...this sappy crap...Could he even be angry at himself right now?
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Feb 18, 2013 19:32:35 GMT -8
He couldn't even be sure they were still in the stairwell, down below. The electric night lights that had been placed in here were barely adequate to navigate by, and he could hear the soft scrape of claws down below only in the quiet between his own footfalls.
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Post by Dr. Jar on Feb 18, 2013 19:34:45 GMT -8
He continues to walk after them, trying to keep his balance and crying out with the desperateness of someone looking for a lost pet. He descended down after them. "...Mr Friskers..." He asked the darkness, following it in vain hopes of finding the cat.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Feb 18, 2013 19:51:08 GMT -8
Suddenly a loud sound - improbabbly loud - of all kind of animals rustling and moving, and a door left swinging. Ashley ran down in time to see a cat tail disappear onto the second floor!
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 17, 2013 21:56:32 GMT -8
There's totally people in here making out. Just joshin'.
THIS AREA IS EMPTY.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 18, 2013 21:06:02 GMT -8
At the bottom of the stairwell, a crowd of zombies milled around, waiting to be led higher.
Corpses- "GUHHH FFFRRR KKKKSSSSLLLRRR."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 18, 2013 23:20:44 GMT -8
Seth and Joe came to the base of the stairs, and saw that freaky glowy orb. Seth- "What the shit is that thing?"
Joe- "We get out of this pile *uff* maybe we can touch it and see what *nf* happens." They were in a tight spot - a crush of zombies - and this idea was looking like suicide. Knots of groping arms lashed at them, bodies tumbling over bodies. At the very least, the confusion they caused the creatures was slowing their advance.
The orb slowed as well, patiently waiting for them.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 18, 2013 23:32:46 GMT -8
Seth- "I don't think we should touch that thing, other ghost shit kills by touch..... Maybe to the other stairs?"
Joe- "No way that's gonna be any less dangerous." He used his tall guy reach to knock some heads around, then heaved into a big one knocking it down on a bunch of others. Joe- "Let's just get on top!"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 19, 2013 16:18:39 GMT -8
As the crowd of zombies rounded the stairs near the second floor, some began to spill out the door onto that floor. Seth wondered for just a moment if the chickens would be OK.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 20, 2013 13:30:01 GMT -8
Seth pushed ahead through the zombies, trying to keep his feet on the stairs. The stairwell was fetid with the rank smell of rotting flesh. He had to breath through his mouth to keep his stomach from turning, his breath still haggard and wheezing. In the darkness, with the feeling of the crowd around him, he could almost imagine he was at a very violent concert. He slipped back once, and hands actually pushed him forward again like a helpful stranger, until the fingers ripped at his shirt and clawed his flesh. The cold bodies around him made horrifying, wet noises from their ruined mouths, and he could feel spattering liquid and sweat dripping down his skin. Joe was further ahead, and he strained his muscles to keep going through the throng. A cold hand grabbed his skinny arm to try to pull him back, and he felt a shocking pain on his bicep. He tore it away, realizing in the dim, bluish ghost light, it was a slavering zombie mouth which had injured him.
The ghost light waited ahead, almost like it was trying to be helpful by lighting the scene.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 20, 2013 14:09:37 GMT -8
Joe's main reason for coming on this insane journey was to protect Seth, and he realized he was too wrapped up in the fight and lost sight of the man. He had the misfortune on turning around to see the zombie mouth coming away from Seth's arm - gory. Joe- "SETH!!! NO!" He kicked more zombies, bowling a mess down the stairs and doubled back. He let himself stumble a bit and righted at the last moment, swiping the zombies away from Seth's right side. He circled between Seth and the zombies on the left, confusing their slimy grips, but catching lots of scratches. The hospital gown was loose enough to confuse them, and they ripped it more than him.
He heaved Seth up into a temporary clearing, staggering forward behind him, zombies nearly falling down all over him as he went low.As Seth was finally shoved forward by human arms, he saw something that looked like an oil slick the size of a car sliding up the stairwell wall and disappearing, followed by three smaller ones, as quick as cockroaches.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 20, 2013 14:23:25 GMT -8
Seth- "Oh my fucking-- ghosts??! Jesus fucking shit...!!"
Seth used the mop handle sideways to push through the zombies like the world's skinniest linebacker, almost hitting Joe as he ran over the writhing zombie bodies."Ff-g-- *wheeze*"
A zombie with a barely visible nametag still hanging from her shirt caught Seth's shirt with her clammy white fingers, and attempted to yank him back. He took a moment to joust her hard in the neck with the bloody mop handle, the mop attachment now long snapped off.
Seth- "Fuck off! I'm tired of seeing you!" It tumbled backwards, knocking back a few dimly lit bodies.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 20, 2013 14:38:30 GMT -8
Joe- "We need to get ahead *mmf* How high are we now? Don't wanna *ugh* be coming in just to watch 'em get eaten by our *ugh* new friends!" They were very close to breaking free...
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