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 Jun 27, 2013 18:07:28 GMT -8
Alex- "Um. Um, let's see how it goes. Bikes give us that all-important speed edge."
Alex doubted that his pride could handle being the slowest member of his team. He never won a footrace during baseball practice."Hey, Micah, want to switch bags? My backpack is empty, and I'm totes ripped. Oh, whoa, there's something written on that flag!" It was difficult to see the symbol clearly from a distance. The flag itself was fairly small, like a pillow case.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jun 27, 2013 21:35:50 GMT -8
Richie- "What does it say?" He let someone braver approach it, rolled his bike up on one wheel, and walked it closer to the barricade.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jun 28, 2013 5:01:14 GMT -8
Micah ignored Alex's offer, picked the bag back up, and followed Richie's lead. Micah- “I'm sure it just says something along the lines of 'keep out or we'll fuck you up fun time'. Although, isn't white for surrender, so maybe it's a fucking peace flag? Maybe they ran out of clothes lines? I reckon our fearless leader should be the one to check it out... Or Anna.”
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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 ...
Posts: 9,204
Gender: Unknown Skeleton
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Post by DKender on Jun 28, 2013 9:57:14 GMT -8
Alex- "Don't worry, Anna! I'm on the job!" He wheeled closer and stared up at the flag. Alex- "Hey! It's a hashtag! That's a good sign. Monsters don't know about Twitter. Hopefully. Ugh. A demon twitter feed would be horrible. Well, as fearless leader, I say this barrier was made to discourage zombies, not people. Let's go forth!"
Indeed, the flag read: #B.A.M.F.
The barrier extended from one end of the street to the other, but it was highest near the middle. Alex moved to one end, picked up his bike, and climbed over a car. Anna- "You're shitting me. A hashtag? People are still thinking about Twitter? This world is fucked." At this point, observant members of the party (so not Alex) caught a glimpse of movement from the rooftop nearby. Whatever it was quickly ducked from view. It was probably a hawk, guyz. Just a hawk. Carry on.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Jun 28, 2013 11:30:40 GMT -8
Anna- "Huh..."
Anna looked up at the roof suspiciously.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jun 28, 2013 11:36:46 GMT -8
Richie- "Hey, if we knock this door over onto the bottom of this couch, we can slide the bikes over the top easy." He set his bike aside and got the barrier ready to cross.
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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 Jun 28, 2013 15:05:40 GMT -8
Richie's door trick helped the group over the wall in no time at all!
The street beyond the barrier was remarkably clean and zombie free. About one full block away, another barrier - larger than the first - had been erected. Similar hazards blocked off side routes: was this a corridor of doom or safety?!? Whatever the case, it must have taken considerable effort to build.
They were able to travel a few meters without harassment. Then, a shrill whistle sounded from the rooftop, and the heroes were more or less surrounded by twenty-five young men who resembled Mad Max dudebros (note: Alex ran ahead, but if your character stayed back because the whole situation seemed a little too iffy, then he or she is not surrounded! Woohoo!) They skittered from the buildings and hidden crannies like roaches. Some wore pieces of athletic equipment, like shoulder pads and helmets. Others had fashioned jewelry and armor-like chest plates out of bones. Most of the group carried beatin' type weapons, but none had obvious guns (except for the muscle variety).
Sadly, all were in desperate need of baths. The scent of axe body spray was overwhelming.
A tall white guy wearing a hockey mask and what appeared to be a human finger bone necklace stepped forward. He held up a hand.
-Leader "Okay, trespassers, empty your ..."
Alex- "AW YEAH! I know like three of these guys! They were on the baseball team! Heeeeey, Joey! Campbell! Matt! What's up?" Three dudebros from the group of obvious highway robbers waved awkwardly.
On the flip side, Alex's baffling outburst gave Micah, Anna, and Richie a few moments to consider their next move!
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jun 28, 2013 16:17:06 GMT -8
Micah had unfortunately kept up with Alex along the corridor. He'd had an uneasy feeling, but it made him stay closer to the others rather than behind. He remembered his previous luck with separation from the group.
Micah froze with terror when the dudes started popping out of the woodwork. It reminded him less of Mad Max, which he hadn't actually seen, and more of the lost boys from Hook. The human bone fashion made him feel queasy, he really hoped they'd picked them from already dead corpses. His rabbit in the headlights reaction was cut short, as he began hacking and wheezing from the overpowering stench. It was high-school all over again, the corridors had been a sea of cloying body spray. More deodorant than air, it certainly wasn't helping these reeking fucks out.
There went all the supplies he'd carefully... well, put together anyway. He didn't think these pricks could be convinced they were carrying lentil seeds.
Micah began coughing even louder when Alex greeted his mates from the lot. This suddenly got weird. Maybe they would leave with their shit after all. Micah inched closer to Alex, trying to underplay his dufflebag.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Jun 28, 2013 18:40:04 GMT -8
Anna looked mad wary the second those guys showed up, gripping tight onto the mallet. She whispered to Micah after Alex approached the dudes. Anna- "If it comes down to it, go for the eyes or the balls. It works." She still didn't drop the mallet, and glowered at the men with her scariest anarchist look.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jun 28, 2013 18:43:37 GMT -8
Richie had been near the back, but not enough to avoid the surround. He walked up to Alex and spoke quietly. Richie- "Can you get us past these white boys? And did you read 'The Road'?"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jun 28, 2013 19:26:58 GMT -8
Richie bristled at the girlfriend thing but didn't look them in the eyes. Richie- "We're gonna need the flares, the water, and the food. Can you get us out of this, man?"
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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 Jun 28, 2013 19:44:12 GMT -8
He had to try, by gosh!
Alex- "Hahahaha! I get it now! HAHAHA! FUNNY. Look, we're going scavenging, so our bags are empty now." He unzipped his backpack and turned it over. A candy bar fell out."See? That's all. But obviously we'll return this way. Let's split the resources then. Uh. Unless you want the shirt off my back. Actually, I wouldn't mind if you took it." Leader- "You have bikes, don't you? We'll take those."
Alex- "Aw."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Jun 28, 2013 20:15:46 GMT -8
Anna looked mad pissed but didn't say anything. Richie kept avoiding their eyes, and tried to get done with this and away as fast as possible.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Jun 28, 2013 23:28:59 GMT -8
Micah flipped the bird to the offered hand, fuckwit. Ugh, it was exactly like high school, how the fuck did these guys operate outside it? Probably read some stupid book and decided that was their game plan, if they could actually read.
Micah was inwardly fuming, but at least they kept the food and crap. Plus, they might be dickheads but at least they weren't murderous dickheads. Micah was seriously considered letting the air out of one of the tires though. Maybe, if there'd been less of them...
“Arseholes...”He muttered under his breath.
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