Maeror sits groggily on a bench, noticing Dane.
"Three things: where's Steve, where's my pistol, and what the hell happened?"
"Three things: where's Steve, where's my pistol, and what the hell happened?"
Zombie Apocalypse RP
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Robert was dreaming.
He was in his home again, and had just come home from work. The hall was well lit and bright, and he smiled happily as he took off his boots and put his laptop bag on the table. Going upstairs, he walked into the bedroom, to find his wife smiling at him. Except, she wasn't smiling.
In fact, smiling seemed to be the least on her mind. No, she was eating. Eating a person. He froze, horrified, and tried to back out slowly, but she looked up. And it wasn't her eyes that looked at him, the eyes he had grown to love over the past ten years. No, they were the eyes of a monster.
He stumbled backwards as she dropped her feast and moved forwards, shambling towards him like some demented parody of the world he knew. He screamed, and ran from the room, looking for something to protect himself with. On the floor there was a lead pipe, and he grabbed it, and when she came out, he swung it at her head and-
Robert sat bolt upright, sweating and panting, and trying his best not to scream. It hadn't happened like that, but still...
He shook himself off, stood up (grabbing his pipe and pistol) and went to find out what he'd missed.
He was in his home again, and had just come home from work. The hall was well lit and bright, and he smiled happily as he took off his boots and put his laptop bag on the table. Going upstairs, he walked into the bedroom, to find his wife smiling at him. Except, she wasn't smiling.
In fact, smiling seemed to be the least on her mind. No, she was eating. Eating a person. He froze, horrified, and tried to back out slowly, but she looked up. And it wasn't her eyes that looked at him, the eyes he had grown to love over the past ten years. No, they were the eyes of a monster.
He stumbled backwards as she dropped her feast and moved forwards, shambling towards him like some demented parody of the world he knew. He screamed, and ran from the room, looking for something to protect himself with. On the floor there was a lead pipe, and he grabbed it, and when she came out, he swung it at her head and-
Robert sat bolt upright, sweating and panting, and trying his best not to scream. It hadn't happened like that, but still...
He shook himself off, stood up (grabbing his pipe and pistol) and went to find out what he'd missed.
Gremlin came wandering back towards the entrance hall, refreshed and singing.
"Show me the way to go home,
I'm tired and there's lots of people dead.
Something tried to eat me 'bout an hour ago,
But my brains are still in my head!"
He stopped and looked around. Nothing much seemed to be happening, so he sat down, reached for the nearest leftover drink, and starting finishing it off.
"Show me the way to go home,
I'm tired and there's lots of people dead.
Something tried to eat me 'bout an hour ago,
But my brains are still in my head!"
He stopped and looked around. Nothing much seemed to be happening, so he sat down, reached for the nearest leftover drink, and starting finishing it off.
Bradley eyed Gremlin warily from across the room, if there was a stage between being human and being one of these monsters Bradley imagined Gremlin was it. "What a repulsive person" he thought to himself as he waved to the person in question, a warm smile on his face, before walking off in the other direction.
OOC:Hey guys I just got on I gotta leave around 1:00 so I wont be on to long.
and also The Sorrow you there.
Edit: Dane turns to Maeror "Steve he's dead, your gun I left it, we were in the vent and we found a electronics store we saw a dead body but it wasnt dead it got up and started walking the vent couldnt holed our weight so it fell and we crushed the zombie but Steve he couldnt handle it he shot himself I grabbed walkie talkies and batteries piled up some t.v's to get to the vent and promised myself to get Steve a proper burial"
and also The Sorrow you there.
Edit: Dane turns to Maeror "Steve he's dead, your gun I left it, we were in the vent and we found a electronics store we saw a dead body but it wasnt dead it got up and started walking the vent couldnt holed our weight so it fell and we crushed the zombie but Steve he couldnt handle it he shot himself I grabbed walkie talkies and batteries piled up some t.v's to get to the vent and promised myself to get Steve a proper burial"
Maeror eyes Dane.
"You're not going anywhere. You do, we might lose a valuable asset. Don't bury him. He'll be dead whether we bury him, cremate him, or feed him to the zombies. It's all the same."
"You're not going anywhere. You do, we might lose a valuable asset. Don't bury him. He'll be dead whether we bury him, cremate him, or feed him to the zombies. It's all the same."
Dane looks into Maeror eyes with anger in his eyes "What you dont believe in a proper burial is it your job to be a proffesional ass"
Edit: Dane goes on to say "And if you want your damn gun go get it yourself im not going back there unless its to bury Steve"
Edit 2: Dane throws Maeror the walkie talkie pack and batteries and says "Here and dont lose this because if you do your going back to get a new one"
Edit: Dane goes on to say "And if you want your damn gun go get it yourself im not going back there unless its to bury Steve"
Edit 2: Dane throws Maeror the walkie talkie pack and batteries and says "Here and dont lose this because if you do your going back to get a new one"
"Whoa, Steve's dead? What are the chances, he seemed so lively and strong last time I saw him," Bradley leaned towards the ventilation shaft, peering into it. He smiled and he faked thoughtfulness with his finger on his chin, looking upwards with his eyes he asked, "Who's, I mean who was Steve?"
"Shot himself? Wow, what a sad way to go..." He turned away, "I mean, it's pretty pathetic doing something like that. His life could have been wasted in a much more constructive ways than that, at the least he could have died on the barricade." Bradley started walking, he chuckled at the joke as he went.
He stops walking and turns back to Dane without moving from the waist down. "Well, whats one life." He was grinning in the way a child might when they didn't understand that putting your fingers in the socket was a bad idea, "hundreds have died here today and its not I knew him, sounds like you didn't really, either. Life goes on, for us anyway..." He laughed again and started turning back...
OCC: We can put this on hold till you get back, right?
OCC: We can put this on hold till you get back, right?
As Sigguard was walking past the other people, who were in a conversation and he didn't want to interrupt, he heard that Steve had killed himself.
"That was not very predictable. He didn't seem to be that horrified by the zombies to take such desperate measures. What could have been the reason?..." He thought.
He noticed Robert who had awakened from his slumber. He was sweating and looked quite horrified, more so than yesterday.
He walked up to him and asked: "What's wrong?"
"That was not very predictable. He didn't seem to be that horrified by the zombies to take such desperate measures. What could have been the reason?..." He thought.
He noticed Robert who had awakened from his slumber. He was sweating and looked quite horrified, more so than yesterday.
He walked up to him and asked: "What's wrong?"
Rob was lying, but Sigguard could see that he was not the right person to help him.
"I think i saw him somewhere there *points in the direction of where Gremlin was sitting* the rest is there to". He moved a bit closer: "If you really need someone to talk to, come to me. Oh, and try not to stutter, it makes it look like you're lying" He said with a small smile on his face.
He then proceeded to look for someone who might know precisely where the drugstore might be....
"I think i saw him somewhere there *points in the direction of where Gremlin was sitting* the rest is there to". He moved a bit closer: "If you really need someone to talk to, come to me. Oh, and try not to stutter, it makes it look like you're lying" He said with a small smile on his face.
He then proceeded to look for someone who might know precisely where the drugstore might be....
16 pages? I guess it was a bad time to take a vacation.
Just say I've been eaten by zombies or something.
Just say I've been eaten by zombies or something.