Zombie High! Survival RP (Started)
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"So, who's giving me directions? Believe it or not, I haven't been to many of Lisa's open days." Christie asked after everyone was inside the car, then driving back the way she had came in order to cross the bridge.
"Why don't you just let me drive?" Lisa asked her.
"I'm quite comfortable where I am, you can drive later."
"Why don't you just let me drive?" Lisa asked her.
"I'm quite comfortable where I am, you can drive later."
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Chapter 10: Revelations and Tragedies, Just for the Hell of It
The Incinerator was finally down for the count. But Adries and Alan... did they, or someone in their family cause this monstrosity? If they did, how will it play out amongst the other students and staff?
The Plot Thickens, and so does the mystery...
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Chapter 10: Revelations and Tragedies, Just for the Hell of It
The Incinerator was finally down for the count. But Adries and Alan... did they, or someone in their family cause this monstrosity? If they did, how will it play out amongst the other students and staff?
The Plot Thickens, and so does the mystery...
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((Dun, dun, Duuuun!))
"Well, you can just go down Warren Drive then take Rita Street the rest of the way. It's not any of the main ways over there so there shouldn't be much zombies...or fire monsters," Alan told Christie.
"You should just let Lisa drive, she's saved us enough and she's good at it," Adries said, buckling herself in.
"Well, you can just go down Warren Drive then take Rita Street the rest of the way. It's not any of the main ways over there so there shouldn't be much zombies...or fire monsters," Alan told Christie.
"You should just let Lisa drive, she's saved us enough and she's good at it," Adries said, buckling herself in.
Christie raised an eyebrow, then smirking she stopped the car, she got out and walked around.
"Alright. Why not? I mean we aren't in a combat situation anymore, this should be something you can handle."
I'd pay more than a million dollars to leave you on the side of the road right now.
Lisa said nothing, simply moving over into the drivers seat while Christie got into the passengers. She started off again at an OK speed.
"We should be there in roughly 10 minutes. I'm starving."
"Alright. Why not? I mean we aren't in a combat situation anymore, this should be something you can handle."
I'd pay more than a million dollars to leave you on the side of the road right now.
Lisa said nothing, simply moving over into the drivers seat while Christie got into the passengers. She started off again at an OK speed.
"We should be there in roughly 10 minutes. I'm starving."
"Yay!" Adries said, raising her hands in the air as Lisa and Christie switched sides. "Can't wait to get some food. And to just sit back and relax after a long day."
"I can't wait to go back on my computer," Alan said before adding, "And to get treated by the lovely Lisa of course."
"Oh god...no more flirting with anyone! It is banned! Banned!"
"Hint of jealousy?"
"Fuck you."
"I can't wait to go back on my computer," Alan said before adding, "And to get treated by the lovely Lisa of course."
"Oh god...no more flirting with anyone! It is banned! Banned!"
"Hint of jealousy?"
"Fuck you."
Ivan laughed. "Well, as long as were on this subject, how about going on a date with me Hayley? maybe we'll get lucky and find the one inch of land that isn't zombie infested!" He joked.
Ah Considering that Sky decided to give this RP up, I think we're going to have to control her for a while until we find somewhere to place her.
Lisa chuckled, happy to have a moment where things were calm and friendly. It was the first good feeling she had felt since the Police station.
Christie snickered just a little too at the idea of conversation, she kept her head leant against the window, the adrenaline was starting to die and she was starting to feel slightly tired again.
"Oh hey, do we have anything that we can cook up? From the kitchens?" Lisa asked, suddenly remembering something she had meant to ask a while ago.
"The freezer was well stocked with delicious cafeteria food," Adries replied to Lisa, trying to remember if any had been taken by the deserters.
"The food there is okay. Only the ice cream is good," Alan said from the back, sitting up, "Isn't there a cooking class there? You can probably make something good with the supplies. Better than freezer food."
"The food there is okay. Only the ice cream is good," Alan said from the back, sitting up, "Isn't there a cooking class there? You can probably make something good with the supplies. Better than freezer food."
"Well, Anyone up for cooking duty? So we can have a meal to celebrate...I don't know, Surviving all of that?" Lisa suggested, half-joking, turning onto a familiar road.
Her sister nodded at the idea beside her, lighting up yet another cigarette to keep herself awake, leaning out of the window.
Her sister nodded at the idea beside her, lighting up yet another cigarette to keep herself awake, leaning out of the window.
"Yeah, unless you guys like Spartan food, you ain't letting me cook. I could probably find a way to screw up cold cereal." Ivan laughed, glad to be rid of the Incinerator. He didn't like the teleporting zombie. He hoped he wouldn't have to face another one of those. They were damn annoying.
"I know how to cook. Better than most of you...no offense," Alan told them, "Better than Adries, I know that."
"I can cook really basic things. Pancakes, and cookies. A cake. I can follow instructions well enough," Adries replied, trying her best to out do Alan in cooking ability.
"I can cook really basic things. Pancakes, and cookies. A cake. I can follow instructions well enough," Adries replied, trying her best to out do Alan in cooking ability.
"I think you'd be the best person to consult," She said to Jack, "There probably won't be a cookbook but there must be something simple at the school to cook." Lisa considered getting near the school.
"I could probably make some fresh soup. Or Olivier Salad. Nothing that fancy, but they would have the ingredients." She spoke, watching the scenery outside and the few zombies still shambling around.
"I could probably make some fresh soup. Or Olivier Salad. Nothing that fancy, but they would have the ingredients." She spoke, watching the scenery outside and the few zombies still shambling around.
"Well after the third time of spending my evening puking my guts out because of bad takeout from places that I had trusted up until then, I figured it would be safer for my own health to cook for myself. I can make fairly simple breakfasts, lunches, and dinners. If you need me to I can make pasta or steak and potatoes with the proper cooking implements." Jack said before adding,
"I know we don't have salmon, lemon juice, shrimp, and scallops or I could make a simple pasta dish that you would all absolutely love."
"I know we don't have salmon, lemon juice, shrimp, and scallops or I could make a simple pasta dish that you would all absolutely love."
"Actually Steak would be good if we have it. Or pasta. Then again i'd probably kill for anything to eat right about now." Lisa replied driving up to the main entrance to the car park.
"You are going to have to feed anyone else that's waiting here too though, so i'd check supplies beforehand. That's if there is that many." Christie warned, getting vague memories of being at the school before.
"You are going to have to feed anyone else that's waiting here too though, so i'd check supplies beforehand. That's if there is that many." Christie warned, getting vague memories of being at the school before.