Zombie Paris (Open)
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Walking over to the dead bodies, Laurence said a quick prayer at each. Walking back to the group, "If ze are fini with ze conversation, I suggest we move. Ze fire would attirer the pigs."
Slinging the MG-42 on to his back and drawing his pistol, Laurence started to make his way down on of the alley's. "Mon name is Laurence le'Pont by ze way"
Slinging the MG-42 on to his back and drawing his pistol, Laurence started to make his way down on of the alley's. "Mon name is Laurence le'Pont by ze way"
Lucas approached the others. "Sorry I couldn't be much of a help, I had my hands full." Lucas explained. "My name is Lucas, by the way." Lucas spat out the stub of his cigarette on to the corpse of one of the creatures.
Looking back, Laurence saw Lucas spat his cigarette stub on to one of the dead. Stopping and walking back, Laurence hit Lucas in the face. "Montrent un certain respect pour les morts, vous lâche." (Show some respect for the dead, you coward) Laurence told him before continuing his way.
"Okay then, of we go.", Dominique said as she stood up and started walking towards the closest station.
<spoiler=OOC>I think this would be a good time for Nimblejack to come and skip over some time...
<spoiler=OOC>I think this would be a good time for Nimblejack to come and skip over some time...
"Hybride! Ces créatures ne méritent pas mon respect, elles ont dégrossi avec les Allemands pendant la vie, et c'est assez de raison de moi de les détester!" (Bastard! These creatures do not deserve my respect, they sided with the Germans during life, and that is enough reason for me to hate them!) Lucas said to the man who had just hit him. "Mais nous ne devrions pas être combat, nous devrions combattre l'écume vile qui marchent toujours nos rues." (But we should not be fighting each other, we should be fighting the scum that still walk our streets) He extended his hand for a shake. "Désolé, mon nom est Lucas." (Sorry, my name is Lucas)
Did you use like Google translate? The english equivalent of what you wrote would be like "but we shouldn't be a fight"
roleplayguy said:
No, I used Babel fish, though I probably should use Google translate instead. And now I wish I did take those French lessons.
<spoiler=OOC>Also, if you're gonna use long sentances, I think it's better to write:
"Sentance, blah blah blah, something something", he said in french.
"Sentance, blah blah blah, something something", he said in french.
"You really don't know a lot, do you. Have you look at what the dead were wearing? Those were civilians. Who says that they were German? They also could have been our own people. Look before you act young pup. I have seen enough people off your age died because off carelessness." Laurence said in France
Shaking the offered hand "Corporal Laurence le'Pont off the old Tenth Army."
Shaking the offered hand "Corporal Laurence le'Pont off the old Tenth Army."
"Good to meet you, le'Pont, I look forward to working with you." Lucas said in French. "And again, sorry about spitting on the body, I can't stand the damn Krauts, and the thought of anything either working for them or with them makes my blood boil." Lucas turned around to the bodies, said a brief prayer, and turned forward again.
Beach breathed deeply. It had all happened so quickly and he hadn't even fired a shot.
The gunfire, the shouting, the flames..... it reminded Beach of when the Nazis invaded his home town..... only there were no..... creatures... that time....
The sound of one of the resistance soldiers punching another snapped Beach out of his thoughts. He sighed, 'somehow things just got worse,' he whispered to himself as he walked over to the corpses.
Beach then picked up the cattle prod. It had some fire damage but it was still operational.
'If they don't feel pain why was the Nazi using this to control them?' he wondered.
The gunfire, the shouting, the flames..... it reminded Beach of when the Nazis invaded his home town..... only there were no..... creatures... that time....
The sound of one of the resistance soldiers punching another snapped Beach out of his thoughts. He sighed, 'somehow things just got worse,' he whispered to himself as he walked over to the corpses.
Beach then picked up the cattle prod. It had some fire damage but it was still operational.
'If they don't feel pain why was the Nazi using this to control them?' he wondered.
Jean scratched his head. "I heard they used to make the..experiments? Is this the word? A while ago in Italy, they would, uh...zzzzap, frogs that were mort, you know, dead, and the frog would make a jump even though it was mort. Inspiration for the "Frankenstein", you know, like with Boris Karloff? The Germans, they love things like that."
"Experiments, I mean, not the movies."
"Though I hear Hitler likes movies."
"Experiments, I mean, not the movies."
"Though I hear Hitler likes movies."
Curtis stood up shaking his head. "Theoritcally" he said, "Electricity can be used to control muscle movements long after someone has been dead. With skillfull manipulation or controls over their body, one could make a puppet of the sorts." he looked over to the Dead bodies, "It would be hard to do, but would be a fantastic scare tactic... Tell me again why we shot at them in the first place other than letting them walk past slowley?"
"Mon ami, if they can control those....things, do you think he would let them walk past us?" Jean asked.