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" Tombstone...what is it?" Keira asked noticing the look on the bikers face.

She glanced in the direction he was staring.

"Feth." she whispered.

Amongst the shambling horde of ghouls,another behemoth,this one considerably larger than the one they had destroyed back at the Fortress.

The Massive creature came on,striding through the horde of walking dead,trampling some,knocking others aside,it's maw of dagger like teeth spread in a drooling grin as it neared it's prey.

" Oh yes...a really fething bad day this has turned out to be." Tombstone said .

"Tomb, what do we do. What the feth do we fething do!" Keira screamed.

" I've got an idea" The biker said,gently grabbing the womans shoulders " Hold it together,I'll be right back."

Tombstone rushed around to the rear of the truck and tore open the liftgate.

As quickly as he could the biker snatched two RPGs and several rockets from the rear of the truck.

" Here ." Tombstone said thrusting one of the RPGs to Daisy " It's like shooting a rifle..only with a hell of allot more kick."

" I don't know if I can handle this" The young woman said.

" No choice babe." Tombstone said " lock and load...aim for the head."

Tombstone yelled up at Bonzo, " We need that .50 over here!!"

The clown glanced towards the field of zombies..and the giant monstrosity amongst them.

" Well...that's certainly not very funny." the clown said.

Around them,the gunfire from their assailants had ceased,perhaps they to had glimpsed the walking horror approaching and were attempting to decide their next course of action.

Tombstone prayed that they would decide to side with their fellow humans...at least for the time at hand...

The Huge man bellowed at his subordinates, " Cease Fire!! God Damn it Cease Fire now!!!!"

The Huge Man had seen the gigantic creature and the horde of zombies lumbering across the distant field behind their targets.

He had to get Mr. Phoenixs daughter out of there,the others would have to wait..he had to insure her safety.

The men with him,had all taken cover,glancing at him for orders...all except one.

The Rat Faced Man,from the cover of one of the Hummers raised his pistol,aiming at the back of The Huge Mans head.

" Last time you ever lay your hands on me..you fat feth." Rat Face said to himself as he cocked the hammer on his weapon....

FETHING LAG!!!!

" Bonzo!" Tombstone yelled up to the clown"I want you to pour fire onto the ghouls when I give the word...Daisy and I are going to try to drop the big one."

The biker paused for a moment and spoke to Keira and Jeniffer, " You two..if those bastards behind us start shooting at us again..open up on them, I don't care if you hit any of them..just make them keep their fething heads down."

Jennifer nodded slightly,Keira however just stared towards the approaching horde.

Tombstone turned quickly and bellowed at Shadow " Hey Bro!!..if you happened to pack anything like a bazooka..now would be the time to drag it out!!"

The biker locked one of the rockets for the RPG in place,setting two more at his feet and leaning the AK-47 against the truck.

Hey glanced over at Daisy who had secured her rocket and was sighting the RPG on the advancing creature,she too had set some spare rockets nearby.

" Good girl." the biker thought,he called to her " Hold your fire until I give the word..then hit that ugly mother fether dead in the face!"

Daisy turned to the biker and smiled " I wont let you down." she said.

Tombstone raised the RPG,sighting in on the creatures head,he took a deep breath and prepared to fire,he glanced over to where Keira and Jennifer had taken cover and noticed Keira had colapsed onto the ground.

" Feth!..Keira!!" the biker shouted. " What's wrong with her!" he shouted at Jennifer.

" I don't know." Jennifer said " she just groaned and fell over."

" Feth...look out for her." Tombstone said,he quickly resighted the RPG...the horde of ghouls and the huge creature were getting closer,he would have to take his shot soon....

Keira was panicking. The firefight was intense and she had her hands covering her ears for the majority of it, terror gripping her. It was only when she heard the low moaning did she look up, Tombstone was staring dead ahead with a look of- well closest to fear she had ever seen on his features.

"Tombstone.... What is it?"

There was one hell of a lot of zombies staggering towards them. Something else was with them; its arms bulged with muscles like melons in a sack, and its grotesque cranium bulged unhealthily, its distended shape pulsating in rhythm with her own heartbeats. It was terrifying.

"feth"

She grabbed up her weapon and aimed it shakily at the advancing swarm.

"Tomb, what do we do. What the feth do we fething do!"

Keira half screamed. She was feeling suddenly light headed, and staggered to keep herself upright. She looked back to the swarm that was gaining ground. Each one stared back at her with the familiar eyes of her lover. Hundreds of Toms were picking their way through the wreckage to get to her.

Their incessant moaning became words.

"You murdered me."

Keiras eyes weren't focussing properly any more, and her held felt like it was about to split in two. through blurring vision she could just about make out the huge behemoth staring straight at her, its brain shuddering in time to her heart beats. A thin trickle of blood oozed from her nose. She swayed.

"You murdered me."

Keira let out a strangled moan and her eyes rolled into the back of her head. She slowly folded up, crumpling at the knees and the waist, hitting the dirt with almost graceful fluidity.

"You murdered me."

OOC: Sorry but having a clever zombie really warranted it having mind powers. Wasn't my original intention, but i
think it works, and fits in with its malign intelligence.

If people really dislike it, i'll edit away.

EDIT: Had an idea to add a bit of extra detail

OOC: @ ghosty.

I love it,and honestly there would be no reason at all to edit it,as it is,either the mega zombie has mind powers...or Keira is having a breakdown.

In fact I went back and edited my last post so it would fit better with yours.

Why thankyou!

Great post actually. The survivor guilt or whatever it is, is really showing. Making her seem more human is a good thing.

IC:

"Holy mother of sweet merciful jesus." Halon said as he glanced over his shoulder at the zombie mob.

He stopped firing at the no longer shooting guys and turned towards the zombie mob and the thing that was with them.

Halon saw it and began to feel sick, he eventually threw up on the top and side of the battle bus and wiped his mouth on his sleeve.

He didn't know what it was, maybe it was his nerves catching up to him maybe it was the disfigurement of this thing, or maybe it was being stuck between a rock and a hard place with nowhere to go. Something made him sick, he just wasn't sure yet.

Meanwhile Saunders felt something drip on his helmet and looked up to see vomit dripping from the top of the bus.

"That's just nasty." Saunders thought to himself as he moved a bit to his left and aimed at the mob coming towards them.

Shadow saw Saunders react and glanced over at him, spotting the vomit as well.

"Halon, you doing alright?" he yelled to the top of the battle bus.

"Yeah, I think so." Halon responded with some weakness in his voice.

"You better get real sure about being alright real soon kid, the gak's about to hit the fan." Shadow yelled back.

Halon stared at the creature through the sights of the minigun, he felt a little better aiming at it than looking at it without the nice piece of metal in his view.

Shadow sprinted towards the battle bus, avoiding the vomit, and leapt aboard the rear. He searched around for a few minutes, discarding his UZI's casually, until he found what he was looking for - a grappling gun. He ran over to the bottom of a block of flats. Really can't imagine living in one of 'em tiny little things he thought, momentarily pittying all previous occupants of cheap flats. He aimed the g-gun upwards at a window, and fired. The sound of shattering glass drew Saunders attention. "What the hell are you.."
Shadow cut him off. "There's a 'zooka in the back of the bus, you might wanna go find it." With that, he began scaling the building wall. He hauled himself up, before pulling the grappling gun up and then took stock of where he was - fifth floor. He ran around the walkways until he was on the other side of the building. Looking down, he saw a dozen or so men taking cover in various places, and behind the hummer, the big man seemed to be talking, but his words were inaudible from Shadow's position. He glanced up, and saw a massive, but old-looking, brickwork bridge looming ahead. He took careful aim, before firing the grappling hook, which caught itself on a rail on the bridge. Taking a deep breath, Shadow jumped. His feet impacted on the bridge with a thud. Shadow grunted, gak, it's been awhile since I've done this sorta crap. Man is that gonna hurt in the morning. He let go of the gun - he dropped the last couple of feet, landing in a crouched position. Just ahead of him, he saw one of the big man's men standing. He drew his hunting knife, and quietly crept behind his target. He stood up to his full hight, and firmly placed a hand around the mans' mouth, holding his jaw shut, before he slit his throat. The man fell to the floor, blood trickling from the disgusting wound. Shadow took the time to wipe his blade clean on a nearby leaf, before sheathing it. His hands slipped down to his holsters, and he silently drew his pistols...
...as a man behind the big man aimed a gun at his "boss". Instantly, Shadow stood up, simultaneously taking out two men - each from a single bullet from one of his pistols. The man with the pistol turned, but as he fired he was sent crashing into the ground as the big man bowled into him. The big bloke forced the rat-faced man's face into the dirt, smothering him. He kept the pressure on until the squirming stopped. Shadow fired again and again, whilst running over to the closest hummer, sheltering behind the front of the vehicle. Then there was a deafening explosion that leapt high into the sky, and Shadow watched as bits and pieces of burning hummer were sent flying everywhere - glancing back he only saw one other intact vehicle, and he saw Saunders, holding a bazooka, diving for cover as their assailants fired at him. But it was them who had to take cover next, and Shadow just turned his head and smiled at the sound that could only be a minigun.

Tombstone felt a wave of nausea course over him.

"What in the feth.." The biker thought, shaking his head " Radiation sickness?..maybe...no time to worry about it...have to drop that ugly fether."

The biker heard the roar of an explosion behind him in the distance,along with the reports of various weapons fire.

Tombstone spared a quick glance over his shoulder,an oily fireball was disappearing into the sky,beneath it the wreckage of one of their assailants Hummers.

The biker looked over at Saunders who was holding a Bazooka,the man had a satisfied look on his face.

" Sandy!! reload the thing and see if you can do the same thing you did to that H3 to that big ugly mother fether in the field." Tombstone shouted at the soldier.

The man nodded,quickly reloaded the bazooka and whirled into a firing position,facing the hideous behemoth that was approaching.

"Hope that thing will at least slow it down." Tombstone mumbled to himself.

He spared Keira a glance,the woman was curled up against the truck,tears streaming down her eyes.

" You'll be ok Keira!!" the biker shouted to her " just hang on.."

Tombstone looked over to Daisy,the young woman had her RPG aimed directly at the creature,a look of grim determination filled her face.

" On three babe!!" The biker yelled towards her.

" I've got him Hun,just give the word!!" Daisy shouted back.

Tombstone bellowed so everyone could hear him " On three..everyone let loose on your targets...on three!!!"

The biker sighted his RPG on the bulbous head of the lumbering creature, " I'm gonna send you straight to hell mother fether!" he whispered through gritted teeth.

Tombstones finger tightened on the RPGs trigger " ONE!!...TWO!!..." He took in a deep breath.." THREE!!!..."

The entire group opened up...

OOC: That's all the RP I have for now,I feel this will have do be sorted out via an event...as posting a " ...and then the huge monsters head ruptured and everyone was saved." by any of the players would be a "cheat" of sorts.

And then Halon jumped up and kicked the minigun, sendin it flying towards the creature wth more head than it needed.

The minigun continued firing as it began to spin in a circle, mowing down the entire mob of zombies before getting lodged in the creature' skull. The smart zombie threw its arms up in the air and roard as it began to melt into a black ooze.

Halon then took out a huge hairdryer and heated the ooze until it evaporated, remembering full well the effects of not evaporating zbie ooze from before.

Halon then did two backflips while twirling six rpgs and threw the rpgs at the sun causing a massive explosion that had explosive clouds reading "Halon is the boss."

Popping was heard as the head of every gangster exploded due to the sheer awesomeness of the events that had just transpired.

Halon was safe from the awesomeness as he was wearing his hat.

****I am writing this because whenever I do we hav events that don't have a high chance of killing us. The first event I didn't write something like this for we got nuked. I am trying to help.****

OOC: I think I won't quit entirely, but come back as the Doctor later, in a few RP days. I'd still like Vikky and K killed off, as they're not going anywhere storywise.

Drk_Oblitr8r wrote:OOC: I think I won't quit entirely, but come back as the Doctor later, in a few RP days. I'd still like Vikky and K killed off, as they're not going anywhere storywise.

Well, ever since you first requested it I have had a few idea's in mind.. heheheh..

OC: Well, K and Vikky are both unconscious and in dream like states I would guess. The new baddy has psychic-like powers so it could kill them like freddy would.

halonachos wrote:OC: Well, K and Vikky are both unconscious and in dream like states/COMA

done? Noone could sleep through alla dat gak..

halonachos wrote:OC: Well, K and Vikky are both unconscious and in dream like states I would guess. The new baddy has psychic-like powers so it could kill them like freddy would.

OOC: K and Vikky having their brains incinerated by a psychic attack from "The big bad beasty" would fit perfectly,however it lacks a certain "dramatic..oomph",and,IIRC,Drk_Oblitr8r wanted K and Vikky to have a more "impressive" exodus.

Perhaps the "vibes" from the creature could "awaken" them,allowing them to be a bit more "active" when the "end" comes for them?

I was thinking about it at work and one thing came to mind, mind control. K has had his arm regrow and other things could've happened that allowed him to become evil or such. He did get needled by some stuff after all and even the doctor was wary of the effects.

As for vikky, I can propose almost the same. Some kind of mind control may be what we need.

Maybe a tactical nuke gets dropped on them? We don't like arm-regrowers round these parts.. *hobbles off into stormy weather in tattered clothing with messy hair, wide eyed stare and lantern and stick, glaring at the arm-regrowers*.

*lightning*

*K and Vikky died*

"Mwa-ha-ha"



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I think I need to wait for myself to fully wake up before posting again..

I have a plan for what is going to happen to K and vikky and K's mustant arm re-growing powers.

I've planned out about half of the event (yeah, I've been working on it, so shhh ) and just need to write it up.

/RP hold?


So.. Is this event going to include everyone? The gangers? The undead? The end of level boss zombie?

I'm going to include as much as I can. As usual there will be chance events within the story, though as there are so many things going on, I will try to keep them simple.

I will write up the intro, then ask everyone to PM me their actions/etc and write the conclusion. As I said, I already have some of the conclusion panned out, so some of it is fixed for a couple of characters/core events.

I think I speak for everyone here when I say; I look forward to it.

Darkvoidof40k wrote:I think I speak for everyone here when I say; I look forward to it. WITH FEAR AND AWE DESERVING OF YOUR DECISIONS OH GREAT CONTROLLER OF THE STORY.

Fixed your quote to get on silver's good side before the next event.

Silver, oh great one, we await yor verdict.

I got some of it written yesterday, so I hope to get the first half posted tonight.

Sorry for being so slow!

SilverMK2 wrote:I got some of it written yesterday, so I hope to get the first half posted tonight.

Sorry for being so slow!

As long as it's worth the wait, then I'm good.

Aww, kick in the ribs moment. Im off to my Grans 'til monday, so i wont be able to post anything. I leave my character (as always) in the caring hands of Fitzz. If the event takes place, look to him for enlightenment as to what my character will be doing.

Just a quick question, but has n0t_u posted in this for a while? I can't seem to find where "N" is and I am sure he posted during DAY THREE (otherwise I would have killed him during the DAY FOUR event).

I'm pretty sure his character is dead.

Ah well, I must have forgotten to remove him from the active list when I did the event for DAY FOUR.

I was just going back through the thread so far, making sure I had everything sorted out before posting the event.