Hunter Seth
Horde
Omnom! i just ate your heart!
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Post by Hunter Seth on Mar 7, 2009 19:21:09 GMT -7
"Well fuck to you to. Here i was trying to help your ass, and you gotta go ahead and piss me off!" I kneeled down to him and said "How you doing? You know those boys you sent after me are pretty fuckin dead now right?"
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Post by Francis on Mar 7, 2009 19:35:51 GMT -7
Walking through the filthy sewer, I shook muck off my boots. Keeping to myself, I take out random zombies as they rush at me. Never flinching I continue my sadistic rampage. I turn a corner, and out rushes a snake from the air. Grasping me around my shoulders, I look down at it. A smoker tongue! Grabbing it firmly in one hand, I tear it off of me. Hearing the smoker cry in pain to my right, I strut down the hallway. Punching the smoker in the face, he stumbles backwards. Jabbing him in the ribs with my shotgun, I make a nice shot. Blasting away at the smokers lungs. Collapsing to the ground, I continue blasting away at the smokers limbs. He eventually lay in a bloody pile. Zoey grabbed my shoulder and asked me if I was ok. Ignoring her, I head off in the other directon. Hopeing to find an exit..
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Post by Hunter Wolf on Mar 7, 2009 19:40:20 GMT -7
"Oh so you were the hunter with the humans?” he looked blood thirsty; finally, someone like me. I reached for a black and handed it to him, "Here's a peace offering. As you can see I'm in no condition to fight, and you took out my squad... so I respect you".
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Hunter Seth
Horde
Omnom! i just ate your heart!
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Post by Hunter Seth on Mar 7, 2009 19:46:19 GMT -7
"Peace offering huh? Alright, i'll keep it for later, but i want to know what you did the those humans." I felt something inside myself i hadn't felt in a long time. Worry, i think is the only thing i could figure it to be.
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Post by Zoey on Mar 7, 2009 19:48:15 GMT -7
I was worried about him now, how he was mutilating everything and how the tension radiated from him. I couldn’t tell what was wrong, but that hunter had rubbed him the wrong way. He had rubbed me the wrong way too, in a much different sense. We continued our way through the muck, picking off zombies as we went. There were only a few, and every so often we came upon a corpse that had been ripped apart. Someone had been here before us. They had defiantly tore shit up. We approached a fork in the road, a choice of left or right. It was then we heard something interesting coming from the left; a voice and then a growl of a hunter. We all immediately got in to a defensive stance, aiming towards the open door with light pouring through it. “Should we-“ “Shh...” Paul hushed me as Francis slowly moved forward. I followed, Paul at my back. Francis was going to make a move. Perhaps save the human voice that we had heard near the hunter? But, something felt off... because there was no screaming.
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Post by Hunter Wolf on Mar 7, 2009 19:50:29 GMT -7
"Well let’s see I had fun with .......ummmm oh yeah Zoey. And then she got free and let the dumb human free, and let’s just say he chased me off".
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Hunter Seth
Horde
Omnom! i just ate your heart!
Posts: 27
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Post by Hunter Seth on Mar 7, 2009 19:56:47 GMT -7
"Zoey?" I thought to myself, who was that? Then it hit me, that was the woman i had just left alone with the two men! I stood up straight and glared at him with eyes that might have killed most people. "You did WHAT! You bastard! I should kill you, but if your alive, she let you be... As much as i hate this, i have got to take you back to her." I really felt as though i should have clawed his face all over the walls of this place.
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Post by Francis on Mar 7, 2009 19:58:38 GMT -7
Putting my back against the wall, I peer around the corner of the doorway. Looking inwards I see our friendly neighborhood hunter. Nothing seemed wrong. Turning and walking into the room, I see that same hunter from before. I stop dead in my tracks. Grasping my shotgun tighter, I twitch. Rushing inwards, I prepare to fire. Upon walking up to the hunter, I see him mauled, laying in a pool of his own blood. Sitting my shotgun on my shoulder, I walk past our hunter and poke him with my toe. Hearing him cry out in pain, I laugh. "Karma's a bitch, ain't it fucker?" Leaning down on one knee, I examine his wounds. "You got pretty fucked up, didn't ya?" Motioning, for Zoey and Paul, they follow me into the room. "I say we put him out of his misery" I chuckle. Feeling a small amount of pity for the creature, I pull out my cigarettes. One left. Placing the cigarette in his mouth, I nod to him. "Looks like you could use this a bit more than me. Don't you feel any more secure though, this doesn't change anything between us. As soon as you're better, I'll kill you properly" I light the cigarette, and stand up.
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Post by Zoey on Mar 8, 2009 18:58:41 GMT -7
"He looks really banged up... I wonder what could have done this to him..." I watched him for a moment, struggling to breathe, smoking even though he barely had the strength to. Nasty habits were hard to break, even to your last breath. But, oddly enough even though this thing had taught me a lesson, I hardly felt remorse for him. "I guess you live as a zombie, you get a zombie death." I walked to the other side of the room, smiling at the friendly hunter who had been following us for a long time. He had disappeared a few blocks back, but it seemed he was just scouting ahead. "We are close." Paul spoke and I nodded in agreement, crouching to gaze down a small vent-like hall. "This way probably." I motioned the group forward, and did not look back at the hunter who had mauled me at the last safe-room, leaving Francis to do as he pleased. I raised my gun and squinted through the red lights down the hall before turning on my flashlight and proceeding ahead of the group.
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Post by Francis on Mar 8, 2009 19:09:30 GMT -7
Watching Zoey walk ahead, I payed little attention. "Don't get too far ahead" I said aloud. Making sure she heard me. She stopped, and looked back at me. Nodded, and peered into the vent. Leaning downwards towards the hunter, I speak in an assertive, and dominant tone. "What did this to you?" Making sure I got as much information as I could. He looked badly beaten, and as much as I loved seeing him hurt, it saddened me that I did not get to do the damage myself.
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Paul
Boomer
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Post by Paul on Mar 9, 2009 9:46:06 GMT -7
This was certainly a peculiar night, I would not admit that. The hunter seemed to have been beaten around the block. Whatever did this might not be too far off. It certainly wasn't human.
I heard her though. Surprised, I snapped back to reality. I did hear her call for me.
"Oh....Paul......."
It was coming from beyond the passages, beyond everything. "Cath?" I called out, listening to it all. I walked slowly towards her voice. Zoey called out, concerned on what was happening. She sounded so far away though. She said she would protect me, until in death where we would meet. Was Catherine trying to guide me through? I was certain.
I continued walking, no hesitation.
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Post by Zoey on Mar 9, 2009 12:56:41 GMT -7
"Francis! Hurry up!" I yelled back down the hall and then proceeded after Paul. He seemed dazed, confused perhaps. I wasn't sure what was going on with him. His eyes were focused, his sensed seemed impecable. He saw zombies before I did, and we had little problem walking through the sewers. "Paul! Paul are you okay?" He seemed to be inable to hear me. I continued to follow him, wishing the end to this shit hole was near.
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Paul
Boomer
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Post by Paul on Mar 10, 2009 7:11:10 GMT -7
She slipped past that corner. I was sure. Her flowing black hair, those deep green eyes. I could not get away from her. I had to follow her.
"Cath, wait!" I cried. Panic spread like a fire in my mind. I ran to her now. I was afraid, so afraid for things I could not understand.
Zoey was calling again. She must have been as scared as I was. Still, I continued onward to her.
To my love.
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Post by Francis on Mar 12, 2009 12:33:35 GMT -7
Hearing Zoey yell for me, I gave the hunter one last look of disgust, and ran to catch up with them. Elbowing an infected in the face as I passed a nearby hallway in the duct. Coming out into another hallway, I could see Zoey chasing off after Paul. I knew the hospital was above us, but Paul was running in another direction. "Where the hell are you going?!" I shouted after them. Quickly breaking into a sprint, I followed them.
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Post by Zoey on Mar 12, 2009 12:50:39 GMT -7
Paul began to run, and I gave chase. What was he thinking?! Seriously, this was not the time or place to go insane. I was gaining on him and we both turned the corner and stopped. In front of us stood such a mass of zombies that I believed the whole city's population could have been here. There was not a single space between them, and they could not even stumble like they usually did. The just stood there, leaning against each other, moaning in their sleep. All of the had their eyes shut and it was very, very quiet; eerily so. I took a step backwards and whispered to Paul. "Get back... don't make a sound..." I lowered my flashlight and felt my hands begin to shake just looking at the wall of zombies standing in filth. I heard Francis approach us, shouting, and I took another step back. "Paul... please..." Francis right now felt like my comfort zone. I was safe around him, and right now I was not safe. One of the zombies standing nose-to-nose with Paul slowly began to open his orange-red eyes. He made a low rumbling noise in his throat and began to sway back and forth, baring teeth, his gums bleeding everywhere as he growled at Paul, who stood, un-moving.
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