Zombie Apocalypse Squad (Cancelled !)
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Samuel shook off the pain. The infection seemed to slow or something. Perhaps it had something to do with his current state of mind.
"Naw, I'm good. Nothing's happening right now. Strange."
The APC moved through the outskirts of the town which was deserted. The occsional zombie was crushed under the weight and weels of the vehicle. When they arrived in the center Zapp stopped the APC.
"Naw, I'm good. Nothing's happening right now. Strange."
The APC moved through the outskirts of the town which was deserted. The occsional zombie was crushed under the weight and weels of the vehicle. When they arrived in the center Zapp stopped the APC.
Samuel almost ran out of the APC. The center of town had some zombies shuffling around, but none seemed to care about the survivors. He gripped his new bolt-action rifle, courtesy of Sparrow, tighter. He shone around the houses with his torch. He was greeted by faces who looked oddly white when they refelcted the white. He reckognised some of them.
Samuel took a while to get his orientation again. He hadn't been here for over a year. He thought of the houses of neighbors and family nearby. He walked past houses and shops, Sparrow trailing behind. Samuel was lost in memories.
Suddenly he recognized one of the advertisments on the shops window. He looked behind him and saw the green door that was the entrance to their house. Samuel sighed with relief when he saw that the windows were boarded and that there was the shimmer of light inside.
We walked towards the door and knocked twice. Then, the lances of pain became more prominent. Samuel ignored it.
Samuel took a while to get his orientation again. He hadn't been here for over a year. He thought of the houses of neighbors and family nearby. He walked past houses and shops, Sparrow trailing behind. Samuel was lost in memories.
Suddenly he recognized one of the advertisments on the shops window. He looked behind him and saw the green door that was the entrance to their house. Samuel sighed with relief when he saw that the windows were boarded and that there was the shimmer of light inside.
We walked towards the door and knocked twice. Then, the lances of pain became more prominent. Samuel ignored it.
Samuel shook his head. The pain became worse with every heartbeat.
"Yeah, supposingly that they're still there. Or I don't eat them all." He said bitterly. Everything had changed. Even if they were there, it wouldn't be the same. Samuel looked at the sky again. The moon was obscured behind thick clouds.
He could hear the rattling from the APC's turret firing.
"Chris, everything alright there?" He asked through the radio.
"Yeah, supposingly that they're still there. Or I don't eat them all." He said bitterly. Everything had changed. Even if they were there, it wouldn't be the same. Samuel looked at the sky again. The moon was obscured behind thick clouds.
He could hear the rattling from the APC's turret firing.
"Chris, everything alright there?" He asked through the radio.
[Well hello there finally have time to check out the Escapist and the ZAS people. Seems like the one who started playing still play it, good. Anyways got any stuff, recaps, character updates, pictures etc. ? Just post here PM me or something but I don't have time to play along.]
[Attention!
Lactose-intolerant people should stay away, this part is very cheezy!]
"Chris, you know that zombies are attracted to sound? They'll be bound to attack the APC now."
Samuel could hear Chris mumble something about Not touching Van Helsing again... Sparrow let out a mock sigh. Samuel smiled. Then he could hear footsteps behind the door and it opened a small bit. A barrel of a gun greeted him. A blue eye looked through the small opening. After a few seconds the door opened further.
"Sam...Sam? That's you?" The elderly man said. Samuel recognized the man. His father, Gregory. Samuel smiled.
"Hi dad. I'm home." He said. The elderly man gripped him tightly. Samuel stepped back a bit. He wasn't used to friendly contact with another human. After a few second Gregory released him. And looked at him.
"Sam, what happened? You're eyes are...yellow?"
Samuel looked surprised. He looked at Sparrow.
"They are? Really?"
Sparrow nodded. Now that he looked carefully, Sparrow's were also. Strange that he didn't notice that before.
"Well? Can I go inside?" Samuel asked his father with a grin. Gregory nodded fiercly and ushered them inside, taking one last look to the street. Samuel could hear the rattling of the APC in the distance. It was cut off when the door was shut. Samuel could see the hallway. It was void of furniture, but lighted with electric lamps. It was strange. Nameless places in ruin didn't hurt him at all, but his own house was something different.
Gregory walked up the stairs.
"We've found it easier to live upstairs. Them zombies can't get up stairs, almost makes it target practise." He said.
Samuel smiled, but the pain at his neck began to blind him. Sparrow didn't seem to be affected.
"How're you holding up, Spar?"
[To be continued, waiting for response]
Lactose-intolerant people should stay away, this part is very cheezy!]
"Chris, you know that zombies are attracted to sound? They'll be bound to attack the APC now."
Samuel could hear Chris mumble something about Not touching Van Helsing again... Sparrow let out a mock sigh. Samuel smiled. Then he could hear footsteps behind the door and it opened a small bit. A barrel of a gun greeted him. A blue eye looked through the small opening. After a few seconds the door opened further.
"Sam...Sam? That's you?" The elderly man said. Samuel recognized the man. His father, Gregory. Samuel smiled.
"Hi dad. I'm home." He said. The elderly man gripped him tightly. Samuel stepped back a bit. He wasn't used to friendly contact with another human. After a few second Gregory released him. And looked at him.
"Sam, what happened? You're eyes are...yellow?"
Samuel looked surprised. He looked at Sparrow.
"They are? Really?"
Sparrow nodded. Now that he looked carefully, Sparrow's were also. Strange that he didn't notice that before.
"Well? Can I go inside?" Samuel asked his father with a grin. Gregory nodded fiercly and ushered them inside, taking one last look to the street. Samuel could hear the rattling of the APC in the distance. It was cut off when the door was shut. Samuel could see the hallway. It was void of furniture, but lighted with electric lamps. It was strange. Nameless places in ruin didn't hurt him at all, but his own house was something different.
Gregory walked up the stairs.
"We've found it easier to live upstairs. Them zombies can't get up stairs, almost makes it target practise." He said.
Samuel smiled, but the pain at his neck began to blind him. Sparrow didn't seem to be affected.
"How're you holding up, Spar?"
[To be continued, waiting for response]
Sparrow seemed confused. It was strange to ask him such a pointless question in the current situation.
"I'm fine."
You know. Besides the gaping wound where my heart is.
"Why, whats..."
Samuel continously blinked, shaking his head. He looked left of Sparrow.
"Samuel. I'm over here."
"I'm fine."
You know. Besides the gaping wound where my heart is.
"Why, whats..."
Samuel continously blinked, shaking his head. He looked left of Sparrow.
"Samuel. I'm over here."
[Well, budge it. I can't seem to remember the name of my wife. I'm just going to call her Mary.]
"What?" Samuel said. He shook his head, trying to clear his vision. He saw that he was staring at a wall. He surpressed the pain. Not now...not now. Just a little while longer...
Gregory looked at him strangly. Samuel smiled at him and waved with his hand.
"Nothing to worry about Greg, just a headache."
He moved on. The upper floor wasn't filthy. It was spotless as always. Mary had done her job well.
Samuel could feel his teeth lengthen a bit. The transformation wasn't far away. Just a quick hi, hug, and take-away. Chris'd be here in seconds and he'd be able to turn for the night.
A little while longer...just a little while...
"What?" Samuel said. He shook his head, trying to clear his vision. He saw that he was staring at a wall. He surpressed the pain. Not now...not now. Just a little while longer...
Gregory looked at him strangly. Samuel smiled at him and waved with his hand.
"Nothing to worry about Greg, just a headache."
He moved on. The upper floor wasn't filthy. It was spotless as always. Mary had done her job well.
Samuel could feel his teeth lengthen a bit. The transformation wasn't far away. Just a quick hi, hug, and take-away. Chris'd be here in seconds and he'd be able to turn for the night.
A little while longer...just a little while...