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| mosher666 | Jun 23 2007, 06:10 PM Post #1 |
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INTRODUCTION: Acknowledgements: Inkheart & Noxrael Alone. Alone in a wharehouse. With a gun. Noone to talk to. Only the living dead. Moaning and screching constantly. They're in my head. And so I take this gun. To silence them all. I can hear them pounding themselves against the walls, scratching the windows, watching me as I wake from a nightmare that I had hoped was only in my mind. But what is the difference between dream and reality now? This has been an ongoing siege between them and me, for weeks. I've finally snapped. As a conclusion to that which has been leading up to my destiny, I Loaded my gun, stood up, and kicked open the rusty door that separated me from them for too long. And as I collect my thoughts for what is about to come, I realize that I am about to kill the people I once loved. But no love lasts forever. |
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| ChipChamp | Jun 23 2007, 06:14 PM Post #2 |
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Have fun!
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You aren't by any chance the same person as Inkheart, are you? Just wondering... Because we don't want more than 2 multiple accounts per person. |
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| GOTHgirl | Jun 23 2007, 06:57 PM Post #3 |
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don't pay any attention to chippy... that was good |
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| mosher666 | Jun 23 2007, 07:45 PM Post #4 |
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Thx, and no, I know inkheart in real life, and I'm just a friend. |
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| mosher666 | Jun 23 2007, 08:26 PM Post #5 |
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Chapter 2 I suppose now, I shall describe the events leading to this disaster... The government is not a body that leads our country, it is a device used by the true deciders of our fate: corperations. I know this much because I worked for them years ago. But that's all over now. In fact, I would not be here if I had revealed the extent of my knowledge to my employers. There would be no one to fight. No one to survive. But I am here because I knew how to keep my head low. Somehow, they discovered my investigations. I should have kept my nose out of it, but if I did, how would I be alive today? They executed me using a tactic commonly practiced in the mafia. They buried me on top of another man's coffin... After shooting me through the temple of course. Luckily their plan had not gone as expected. The projectile entered my left temple and exited through my frontal lobes. Even I do not know how I survived. I am only grateful... The true uprising of the dead occured much later. I had been in a coma for an [undisclosed] amount of time. I was awakend by a floating sensation, like I was being lifted by a cloud. I woke up and realized... that the cloud wanted to kill me. I looked down and saw two empty eyes looking back up at me. Maggots were falling out of it's mouth and squirming under it's decayed flesh. I paniced and thrusted my hands into my pockets. I discovered a small handgun. I pulled it out quickly and fractured the zombie's already rotted skull. I stood up and started running. All around me I saw earth stirring as the zombie's awoke from their eternal sleep... As I ran out of the cemetary the gate caught on my shoulder and tore my flesh. The zombies screeched as they smelled blood. I ignored the pain and started running again. Behind me i could hear a screeching. I looked back and saw an undead figure running after me. It was catching up at an alarming pace. I dashed into an alleyway picking up the first thing I saw: a vintage velvet underground record. I flung it at the zombie with all the strength in my body. It flew through the air like a frisbee, only the zombie caught it with his face. The record tore into it's corroding head, slicing it at an angle, leaving one of the halves to slide off onto the ground below. I saw more of the possessed corpses picking up my scent. At this point, I realized it was time, to find refuge from what I had dreaded from the day I looked in the wrong file. |
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| GOTHgirl | Jun 23 2007, 08:27 PM Post #6 |
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speaking of zombies i was just about to watch shaun of the dead have you seen it? |
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| mosher666 | Jun 23 2007, 08:31 PM Post #7 |
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I have seen parts and it looked O.K. tell me if it is any good. |
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| GOTHgirl | Jun 23 2007, 08:33 PM Post #8 |
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ok.i've heard some pretty good reviews on it from my friends. hope they're right |
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| mosher666 | Jun 24 2007, 11:03 AM Post #9 |
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Chapter 3 I kicked open the rusty wharehouse door and walked outside. It seemed calm almost. I could smell rotting flesh. I walked out a few more steps. It seemed as though I only blinked before I was being pounded and bitten by hordes of the undead. I flailed my arms wildly feeling my arms hit the corpses and shattering their chest. I struggled to my feet and tossed a zombie off of my bloody back. I started running. I glanced back and was surprised at the undead's great speed. They were leaping and snapping at me with their decaying features. I kept running. It seemed as though I was going to lose them when... Umph! I tripped over a rotting skull in front of me. I toppled down onto the ground. My face smacked hard against the cold bloody cement. The adrenaline pumping through my veins dilluted the pain. I stood up weakly and was brought right back down in an instant. A corpse had jumped onto my back and was digging its yellow teeth into my neck. I was panicing. I started to look around franticly for something to beat off this demon from hell. More were coming at unbeleivable speeds. When it hit me. My gun! I reached into my pocket and pulled out my handgun. I flicked the safety switch off with my thumb and started to fire. BANG! BANG! BANG! I fired three rounds at the zombie on my back. It fell off like a ragdoll and crumpled up on the ground. I had twelve rounds and twelve-hundred corpses. The odds were against me. I stood my ground and fired three more rounds. BANG! BANG! BANG! I shredded the Zombies face. He fell down slowly but finally showed the sign of defeat. I started to run again. I turned a corner and saw a supermarket. My mind jumped. I sprinted towards it while occasionally looking back to see the oncoming horde catching up to me. I ran up to the entrance and didn't bother to wait for the automatic sliding door. I thrust my foot through the glass. The door sparked and it's electrical system crashed. I ran inside and started stacking whatever I could in front of the door. I stacked soda, fruit, cereal, and many other groceries. I knew what I was looking for. I dashed down aisle 8. i could hear the Zombies breaking through my makeshift barrier already. I didn't have time to stop so i stuck my hand into a shelf while running and by sheer luck, pulled out exactly what I was looking for: A two liter bottle. I emptied it out as i was running towards the ice. When i finally got there, Corpses were flooding into the store. I didn't have much time. I grabbed some dry ice, ripped open the bag and attempted to dump as much as I could into the bottle. After a tense 5 seconds of struggling, I finally had enough. I closed the lid on the bottle and shook it up. I hurled the homemade bomb into the crowd of Living corpses and ran. I found proper cover behind a candy bar shelf. BOOM! I looked back and saw frozen bodies and limbs spread about the entrance. I quickly ran back to make more. I had a feeling this war could last a while, and these could come in handy... |
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| GOTHgirl | Jun 24 2007, 12:22 PM Post #10 |
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it's getting better hope the action continues |
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| mosher666 | Jun 24 2007, 07:58 PM Post #11 |
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Should I write more? |
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| ChipChamp | Jun 24 2007, 09:36 PM Post #12 |
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Yeah. :) |
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| mosher666 | Jun 25 2007, 07:20 PM Post #13 |
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Ok ill think up some more |
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| mosher666 | Jun 26 2007, 05:19 PM Post #14 |
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Chapter 4 I ran back to the soda aisle searching francticly. I grabbed two at a time and ran back to the Ice section. I repeated this until all the dry ice was depleted. I had about six of these homemade bombs. I had to keep the bottle caps in my pocket because if I put them on now...There wouldn't be much left of me. I dashed through the store looking for duct tape. After an extreme two minutes of searching, I found it. I quickly made a makeshift Back pack and stuffed the bottles into it. I had noticed the intruders had stopped scratching on the windows and pounding on the doors. I had to keep my gaurd up still. I swiftly, but stealthily ran to the entrance. I skillfully sidestepped the frozen corpses, noticing their grim features. They had two holes instead of eyes and rotting flesh dangling off of their faces. Although the host was frozen, The maggots were still wriggling about in their mouths. I stepped outside and All seemed at peace. seeing as what happened last time, I kept on my toes. I looked all around me. I glanced to the left, then to the right. What was going on? When all of a sudden I heard a loud screeching coming from above me. AAGGHHHHHH!!! A Zombie jumped on to my back. I nimbly threw him off onto the ground and kicked him aside. I quickly stuffed my hands into my pockets until I pulled out a bottle cap. I grabbed a bottle from my pack and screwed the lid on tight. I gave it a quick shake and tossed it onto the roof. I waited a few seconds before I heard that satisfying, BOOM. Bodies flew through the air and were landing All around me. Some got up from the fall and limped towards me. Others just gave a groan and Let their heads fall to the ground. I snapped back into reality and started running. I ran, and ran. The Zombies were on my tail. I heard something different among the screeching of the undead. It sounded like One of them could talk. I could barely make out the words. "C-co-c-me t-t-to meeeeee!!!" It burst ahead of the crowd running at incredible speeds. I took a left down the block and was grateful I did. For what I saw ahead of me was one of the best things I had seen in the past few weeks. A sporting goods store. I sprinted towards it as If I were running in a 10 meter dash. I quickly came apon it and smashed through the doors. I started to tip things over and block the door immediatley. I could already hear them scratching at the barrier. I quickly ran to the section entitled GUNS and grabbed a few weapons. Which were: two SPAS 12 shotguns, two desert eagles, two uzis, five boxes of extra ammunition for each weapon and last but definatley not least, a huge bandolier( A big weapon holster.) to carry it all. I quickly loaded and and customized all my weapons. In this case customized means to make each and every one of those wepaon FULLY AUTOMATIC. With my training in the military special forces I was taught how to make any weapon automatic. I quickly grabbed my two shotguns and stood there, waiting for battle. It was unbearable hearing the scratching and the pounding, when all I can do is wait. I waited and waited. The pounding was getting louder. "This is it" I said and CRASH! A horde of walking corpses flooded the store. BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! I fired from my newly customized shotguns, splattering There blood all over the walls. BANG! BANG! BANG! Three more down. The adrenaline pumping through my veins was amazing. I felt as if I could lift a car with one hand. BANG! A zombie was taken out of the air with a well placed shot to the chest. I kicked and punched and shot my way through the crowd until I was outside. I stood there poised for action, and ready for war... |
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| mosher666 | Jun 27 2007, 11:30 AM Post #15 |
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