Paul
Boomer
Posts: 57
|
Post by Paul on May 3, 2009 14:33:55 GMT -7
1AQaq"2�‘¡±B#ÁRÑð3$bár‚’CScs4ñ%¢²ƒ&5ÂÒD“wil†–¦¶ÆÖæö'7GWgw‡—§·ÇÿÚ ? äXÄf³D*ÜG«E‰k‘WðëkÞ·r£YÕnôƒòÙ0‰•c½˜rXÕЯêå×Që]¶4+ØÏ,Û¶<y^»X¶†À …È}rÀ¬XÛÛ^Ððdø”Øf$cÃÃÛè‰@À _;¾}h!Òà„[%\ÉÚ×CùUttƉ³Çe–4BöÇÅ•;\F€èƒ 8Bx…Í$hª9�}æ|•—»Onª³}Î;“J½£è¤âcR¦Z> –A„Ò�ͼÉ*Àpk<ó:jO�˜BCÿÐä*dE`ÀˆáV“à<ˆtÌ«€hÅm¶VŸOÞǵÛö�%�]ºAç°W©}µÁ&ìŸ s²úgOúσVf÷XÆÇ�¹�¬rü»ËÜã·Šë4,Vçx»T;r„ΩÂÊ5Å.¬~ùGF¶M‚� žIåRõæG*Y�{çÝ “æèí< èËÕ-ï!²9A¯ylðšËZN¼ææíÑ0Ñ;¯b÷|‚ˆaF„- and thats how we came here." I laughed. "Seriously? You made it run with half an engine?" He only sheepishly shrugged and offered a smile. The sky outside was bright and cloudy. It illuminated everything in a queer sickly glow. "Might as well go get Jessica and the others, you know, while there is still li-Vß}Vÿ …û=ž•¿é«¢ÏæâÚ+�KÞ65Å´¾Ñí–IÙwÓÛêFÖVï¡oè¬ýôÞ*Ý;¤¦Èf,º’6•íÇu'7Ž…Á¶5Çy¦Ç›,üúßÿ irüïóv~š›cn�ÔHSÿÑâŽ~(¯v³;}8‡|wnŸI—]uaõâ=ì"Cƒ™Àù§¨àà㌓H}Àl©óÎ!Ì;¿ëgrWõ‹±ö±ï.p€X4sk»]ÿ \¶Ë=釜ÊO¢ ¸¤Ê9l‘z¤I߆(NNMD³�¸ÃZëïú-F«¬ÔÓ¶úŸYîGíodú·õ<F8XÚ�ÛÇ66Š¿EŠÍôíÜÇ\ïÜÿ ²¾°eÛ™×ÙCÄ6¶‡ Ü9¬d9¯·c7ïwçÿ £]?ÕüËz‡]}ϯ·X)q‹Zì|0æ—þ”=Ûl½·¿ùö.1†Ì‹,ɸ4]l¹äÀ÷Þã}Žs~“¶¦Cæòõ–êéøµ,;£|ÎÕÏÉüóÿ Vd^úk®¶†�¬ÚàÈs5%ÿ �»÷¶¹3^}F }aÍvÙ2=>æúOú_ºƒ—h7énèÜDm{ k@þ²›r-Ø~ Lƒ½Ž€0GÄ5¿Izv]Lê5]ŽAõú..àö†Ù]ŽÛe;Ÿôû«Íª»/—Ißk<us¦åéA÷ØÌ›ZæÚ˺ÿ O¤n·Mc�£ê·oæ}åÿ Á$w˲ÃÕ¯õöÊ_ѲšËIqëŽý2tÆôÜí¶~“Øöÿ Qq˜~ǹ�î<Øâš×ho°9Û_YÝ¿óiõæËõ(ÙQöåžék› ªÚö�wþoî.+»†ÀÖÃ\ó\ΧQfßo½É¹¶ûpïô-{‰2`d˜þ,nŸENßP囚×0Y�æ´ÎØs‡¹»¿¶Çÿ ˜›1ä{¤º4q™Ù�jN~úƒó u�Ž„{m’ù-¯ÓM˜ couldn't understand. The old man kept looking at me, expecting me to believe it all. "How did you do it?" I asked him. He let out a sigh before getting out of his chair. "I have been out here for years. Hunting and fishing and all that. There is much you could learn, son." He looked out the window, for a reason unknown to me. "Why don't you want to leave? The dead are walking the earth now. You could still come with us, where you could be safe an´ÎØs‡¹»¿¶Çÿ ˜›1ä{¤º4q™Ù�jN~úƒó u�Ž„{m’ù-¯ÓM˜\z�"íý[ÀÌÎê£7wÚë][‰¬Þ*cËð~Ù_é©fUVdc]³ó,õ-ûEu}žÍÕÕ±ßÒpéÇû)ûFN.[Z_’Ì0ãöþŸ”1Ž3rleLûNMlýaÿ ÌãÙö…ƒÑúïPé}C¨5ÂÇã¼V@Á®Ú÷0£¾ÏûqzU™Ø瞇‘]CRDXÖ˜¦uØÝ+©³%–m‡\ñéä~u^�íK¾�Uÿ Òè÷îùnk��s]Ýl¡ímvR÷½»ñ�á·;s?AêÂ~z®ëEֺݓéÛ´:7Oæ×[õîÞ—‘@èØÕ‹z·L̹û0ÞÁ�iuͦÛá�kéõ�é}:ìƱrÕbgTübí qî sgÑþVôµù¦&F»y:Ku¸Ø¶ÖÖú4¼9Ä»næº}îÞßçp²q=W°Hˆ¡ß›é89�g«üê©Qã\패€éiçÝü»}ªW2-something. Despite the pain, I open my eyes and look. It was Kass. Or at least it was, until her face started to bleed. Then, her features changed into something horrifying. I couldn't take it, I couldn't look, but she forced me. That wicked grin from her mangled mouth.
Catherine.
|
|
Kass
Smoker
Rhi is Sexy.
Posts: 83
|
Post by Kass on May 3, 2009 14:57:56 GMT -7
I break the kiss and look at him. He's going so far into the dark that I don't know if I can pull him out. "Now is not the time, Paul. Now is not the time. You've gotta move." I tug at his shoulders and press my lips to his forehead once more.
His eyes are clouded over with fear and he's staring at me as if I'm some kind of monstrosity.
There's the sound of chunks rolling. I know where it's coming from.
"Kass, come on!"
"I can't do it on my own dammit! Help me carry him!" I shout over my shoulder to Erik. He comes running, pistol aimed at the Tank, which seems to be slowly coming to.
We carry Paul between us and I swear I hear a dog barking somewhere in the distance. My heart clenches for a moment, thinking of an animal in all of this.
But he is rising and we have to do something.
|
|
Rogen
Horde
Penis
Posts: 48
|
Post by Rogen on May 3, 2009 15:06:42 GMT -7
Joey sighs, shaking his head, steadily walking forward, the creatures should be pre-occupied with fast movement than his slower walk. He didn't panic. Joey never panicked, this was his realm now. They would learn to follow his orders sooner or later. But for now, he helped a little, getting Paul up off his legs.
|
|
Erik
Horde
Smilie Face.
No, you don't win.
Posts: 44
|
Post by Erik on May 3, 2009 15:12:07 GMT -7
Such a massive beast before me, trapped beneath it's own doing. My mind couldn't help but wonder how such things could happen to a human being, how someone can go from a rather normal figure to that. I sighed, gripping my gun tightly as I kept my eyes locked on it for a bit longer, snapping out of my thoughts as I glanced over at Kass, seeing her holding his head in her hands, kissing him. I quickly shifted my glance back over to the tank, not wanting memories of her flooding my vision, my mind, not wanting to be thrown off guard, gripping my gun even tighter. But it was too late.
Our hands, holding, standing on a bridge over the river, gazing into the reflection of the night time sky on the water below. The warmth, the comfort, the way she made me feel like everything was going to be alright, it was absolutely amazing. Our fingers interlocked, her hair blowing in breeze gently, no words being spoken, feeling like everything has fallen away.
I quickly jerked my eyes back over to Kass, saying "We need to go, now," feeling concerned about myself. What's happening to me, why is this happening now, why can I not get a grip on myself? I let out a heavy sigh, wanting to turn and walk away so badly, but I force myself to stay, to stay and watch this beast and to make sure they won't be harmed. I hang my head just a bit, feeling myself getting swarmed by self-pity, my emotions and thoughts trying desperately to get the best of me, my grip on the gun loosening as they flood my vision again.
Her beautiful figure, laying on the bed, that amazing smile of hers seemingly shining in the moonlight from the windows in her room, the blanket doing a poor job of covering her bare body, her eyes catching me off guard every time. "Mmm, do you really have to go Erik?" she asks in a soft, sleepy tone, my heart pounding faster in my chest. "I'm sorry." I shouldn't have left, I shouldn't have left her all alone, maybe then I could've prevented what I would walk in on the next morning. I shouldn't have left.
I break through the thoughts once more, feeling, hearing something moving. The tank, the massive beast of flesh and muscle is moving, shifting around underneath the concrete. I look over at Kass, already moving towards her as I yell "Kass, come on!"
"Help me carry him!" I stand beside them, looking down at him, the look on his face sending chills down my spine as I help Kass up, her expression showing how reluctant she is to move away. I grab one of his arms, placing it on my shoulders, as I nod at her to do the same. We both lift him up off the ground, both of his arms around our shoulders as we move towards Joey, the floor shaking a bit beneath our feet. I look at Joey, finding him rather enjoying all of this, like he's getting some sick twisted entertainment out of this, and had it not been for us carrying this fellow I didn't know, I would've kill him then and there.
We move down the hallway slowly, the weight of him slowing us down, before reaching what we think is a safe spot for now, propping him against the wall. I lean back against it, panting hard, knowing full well that I can't look at Kass, or the thoughts will come back. I do anyways, looking at her, whispering "Why?" My body slides down the wall until I'm sitting against it, my vision slowly being taken over by thoughts once again, pressing my head to my knees as I continue to pant, wanting this to end, all of this to end.
|
|
Kass
Smoker
Rhi is Sexy.
Posts: 83
|
Post by Kass on May 3, 2009 15:26:28 GMT -7
I cry a little inside my head. Everything is breaking around me. First Paul, now Erik. Joey is apathetic as ever. I can see straight into him and don't trust him one bit. His actions give him away as well as that uncaring gaze in his golden eyes. A part of me wants to know why he acts as he does but there isn't enough time right now.
I look down the hall and see graffiti marking a path to the safe room. I look back behind us and see the Tank in all his glory.
Oh. Fuck.
I clasp Erik's head in my hands and whisper "You've gotta go. Take Paul and Joey and run. Just fucking run."
I look over to Joey and sigh. "I know you don't want to, but please, just get these guys to the safe room. I'll be right behind you." I toss him some spare ammo and grin.
I search through my bag and dig out a molotov I've been waiting to use. I smirk and walk away from the men, ignoring anything said. I light a match and throw the molotov as far as I can. Watching flames spread around the beast, creating a barrier between him and us. My gun is out and I'm taking shots, moving closer with each one.
Buying time for them to go.
Not caring about anything right now but occupying this big guy in front of me.
|
|
|
Post by Zoey on May 3, 2009 15:32:01 GMT -7
Hunter Grey
There was so much commotion among the humans and I was surprised when they pushed past and ignored me. I was frozen as well. That human would have killed me. He would have killed me had it not been for his foolishness in wasting the bullets. I felt like crying, like breaking down. But the virus refused. I howled in agony, gripping my chest. Angered at their ignorance and lowered myself nearly flat on the ground. The sound had gotten their attention from their little hiding spot. I saw one of them, and lunged. I had the female on her back now, screaming at her in my hunters cry. This pushed those standing near further backwards. I gripped my claws in to the flesh of her arms and starred at her. I wanted to show her my anger, but what I didn’t realise was that I was crying. Showing her my pain...
Before I was killed I let go of her and stumbled back, then pounced away.
I wanted to be human again...
|
|
Kass
Smoker
Rhi is Sexy.
Posts: 83
|
Post by Kass on May 3, 2009 15:39:38 GMT -7
I don't even see him at first. I suppose that's what I get for focusing all of my energy onto one thing. The Tank originally took precedence but now it's the Hunter.
He seems so young and I let out a little yelp when his claws sink a little into my skin. Our eyes meet and he glares at me. Such intensity but then I feel something drip onto my face. Something I would never expect.
A tear.
He leaps away and I'm still for a moment, pondering why he didn't rip me to shreds just then. But then I look up and I remember.
"Hello big guy..." I start taking steps back but it doesn't do any good. He's getting closer.
|
|
|
Post by Francis on May 3, 2009 15:56:04 GMT -7
Back in the safe room, lies Zoey. Her head is propped against a blanket on the wall. She is comfy, she is asleep. Pacing down the hallway, my curiosity gets the best of me. The roaring is getting louder. Now I hear gunfire! Someone needs help. My pace continues to grow, until I take off into full sprint. Turning a corner, I see fire. The back of the tank now stands before me. Standing there, I see him taking bullets like the behemoth that he is. Taking a couple of seconds to aim, I fire a rifle shot into his leg. His stance changes, and he quickly turns to look at me. His glance quickly returns to the fire, and I see him contemplating his decision. The fire is too much for him. He makes a quick advance at me. His large arms swinging wildly. I am too quick for him. I leap upwards, vaulting over his head. Landing over the fire, I stand before Kass. Her eyes blink once, trying to comprehend what has happened. I rest my hand on her shoulder, and smile. The fire does not vanish. It burns brightly. I can hear the monster breathe. He is not happy. Before I can turn to speak a word, someone new is aiming their gun in my direction. I look at this new boy. He seems cocky. Like he is control of this group. I smile, and admire his foolishness. With a swift step of my heel, and a turn of my hand, I feel my knuckles crack against his forehead. Then his body goes limp, his gun to the floor. "Explain the "new guy" to me later, we have to leave." I mutter to Kass. Carrying the boy on my shoulder, and his gun in Kass's hand. We make our way towards a separate entrance. Quickly sneaking through the darkened room. The door in the corner of the room is locked. With a shot of my pistol, it is no longer a problem. The door opens, and in front of us, is a bright red steel door.
Hunter Vici
My claws scrape furiously against the steel walls of the building. The rain is pounding against my skin. I can almost see the roof. Tonight, shall be a night to remember.
Tank William
The fire vanishes. Behind it stands no one. Roaring in frustration, I slam my arms against the ground. The rage was unbearable. I would kill them all. I break the scaffolding and walls, until I find a hidden staircase. To my surprise, I can read. "Roof access". For the first time in my infected life, I feel myself laughing.
|
|
Erik
Horde
Smilie Face.
No, you don't win.
Posts: 44
|
Post by Erik on May 3, 2009 16:43:12 GMT -7
Soft hands, clasping my head, lifting it slowly until my eyes are looking at Kass. "You've gotta go. Take Paul and Joey and run. Just fucking run." I nod at her, my mind getting hung up on the fact that his name is Paul. Paul, the name of this person beside me, his mind being swallowed by darkness, why did that not seem right? I watch Kass walking away, realizing that she's walking straight to the tank, yelling "Kass, no, that's fucking suicide!" She continues to move away, drawing a match and lighting it before throwing the molotov I hadn't seen before at the beast, causing it to erupt in flames.
I stand up, picking up Paul by the waist and tossing him over my shoulder, giving Joey a nod as I start moving down the hall. I notice he decides not to follow, and I mumble "Idiot," under my breath. My legs start to burn as I sprint, the wight of Paul slowing me down a bit, following the direction the graffiti was pointing to. Panting hard, losing control of my breathing bit by bit, the urgency pushing me on as I hear gunshots ringing throughout the halls. I see the door, the red door to the safe room, but no comforting feelings come about. I reach it, stopping fast as I swing it open, seeing a girl laying under a blanket, awaking from the noise I cause as I lay Paul down, feeling lost and confused as to what to do next.
A lone gunshot rings out over the sudden silence, looking behind me to see Joey slumped over a new strangers shoulder, Kass standing beside him. "What the fuck."
|
|
|
Post by Francis on May 3, 2009 17:42:20 GMT -7
Another new guy? Man, were we lucky or something. The new guy stood there and looked at me, as I carried this man with ease. "You coming?" I state to him. He does not answer, only looks at me. Perhaps he does not trust me. He will learn to. I take my arm, and shove him towards the safe room. "Go, NOW." I order to him. Laying the unconscious man onto the table, I ask Zoey to watch after him. I usher everyone inside, making careful consideration to not let anything near us. Random infected stroll our way, but I just shove them to the ground and take them out with a quick shot. As everyone steps into the safe room, I close the door, and bar it. I turn around to look at everyone.
The room is silent. Not a person speaks. Perhaps it is time to lift the bad vibes? I open a cabinet, and find a feast. I start passing chips, and water to everyone. Perhaps they are hungry. "I'm interested, where did all of the new people come from?" I ask, taking a sip of water, and leaning my guns against the wall near Zoey.
|
|
|
Post by Zoey on May 3, 2009 17:53:57 GMT -7
Kneeling beside the unconscious man I grew more and more worried. After quickly examining him, he seemed no worse for wear. But judging by the bump on his head, someone had hit him, hard. Francis. I smiled at the girl who stuck to Pauls side. Paul seemed to be in the worst condition out of everyone. But I noticed the blood seeping from various wounds on the girl. I grabbed and bandage and handed it to her. “My name is Zoey...” I spoke, meaning to introduce myself to everyone, “Are you going to be alright...?” I regretted not knowing her name, even after we had gone in search of them. It seemed we had many newcomers as well. Once the bandage was firmly in her hand I nodded, and then moved to sit on my knees in front of Paul. His eyes were glazed over, his body tense. I paused, tilted my head and placed my hand gently on his cheek, brushing aside stray hairs. I looked towards the rest of the group. “Just... what happened out there...?”
---
“I... see...” I was quiet. Paul was having problems facing his own demons, and it seemed the infected was not going to give him a chance to rest. Plus the newcomers added to the mix, and their own special quirks... it was going to get very interesting.
I looked over at Francis with a concerned look on my face and then turned back to Paul. “Paul...?”
|
|
Paul
Boomer
Posts: 57
|
Post by Paul on May 3, 2009 18:10:10 GMT -7
Swirling circles. Shapes of everything. Colour out of nothing. No more. no more, no more. Get help, need help.
Where was I? No, stop. It was gone. Grasping at shadows, holding smoke.
Someone calling? No, no one is left. Betrayal. Betreyel? Black black black black. Sanguine incarnadine. BLOOD!
New day? It can't get worse.
A BRAND NEW DAY IT CAN'T GET WORSE A BRAND NEW DAY IT CAN'T GET WORSE A BRAND NEW DAY IT CAN'T GET WORSE A BRAND NEW DAY IT CAN'T GET WORSE A BRAND NEW DAY IT CAN'T GET WORSE A BRAND NEW DAY IT CAN'T GET WORSE A BRAND NEW DAY IT CAN'T GET WORSE A BRAND NEW DAY IT CAN'T GET WORSE A BRAND NEW DAY IT CAN'T GET WORSE A BRAND NEW DAY IT CAN'T GET WORSE A BRAND NEW DAY IT CAN'T GET WORSE A BRAND NEW DAY IT CAN'T GET WORSE-
|
|
|
Post by Zoey on May 3, 2009 18:19:23 GMT -7
“Wake the fuck up!” I yelled, swinging my hand across the cold cheek of my comrade. I glared at him as it went silent, getting angrier and angrier as he did not respond to me. He was breaking , and we had to bring him back to reality. “We are NOT losing you, you son of a bitch!” I threw him backwards so he was slumped against the wall, and swung back my fist, stopping it and getting ready to swing. There were tears in my eyes, tears of frustration and pain. “All of us are hurting... I’m not going to let you just run away. You have to stay and suffer with the rest of us! Coward!” I couldn’t hold it back, and I swung my fist at his face. Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth after, my hand gripping his shirt. “Fucking coward...” I let the tears drip.
|
|
Kass
Smoker
Rhi is Sexy.
Posts: 83
|
Post by Kass on May 3, 2009 18:32:59 GMT -7
I watch as Zoey goes ballistic. I can't really blame her. I'm about two seconds from doing so myself. She slugged the hell out of him. I stop bandaging myself, scoot towards her on the floor and wrap my arms around her, giving her a hug. I feel her shake a little as she cries and I manage a small smile.
"It'll be okay. He'll be okay. And if he isn't... Then I call dibs on his shins."
She chuckles a little at that and I back away, smiling. "I'm Kass, by the way. Sorry about the random hug. It seemed like you needed it."
"Thank you."
We both look over at Paul and I sigh a little, muttering to myself.
"Hey you! Paul! Wake up!" I clasp his face in my hands and stare into his eyes "Don't make me come in there and get you."
I brush his face and kiss the side of his mouth, whispering "Wake up. Please. Just wake up."
|
|
Erik
Horde
Smilie Face.
No, you don't win.
Posts: 44
|
Post by Erik on May 3, 2009 19:02:53 GMT -7
I stare, watching everything going on involving Paul, slumping against the wall. I let out a sigh, not caring anymore, letting the thoughts of her blind me, to take me away from this hell to a place that I enjoy.
She pulls the shirt off of the rack, eying it curiously, pressing it against herself and turning towards me. "Do you think I'd look good in this?" I grinned, eying her from top to bottom, whispering "Anything would look good on you, but nothing would look even better." Her amazing smile lit up her face, her cheeks blushing lightly, gently biting her lip as she looks up at me, putting the shirt back before brushing the hair out of her face, moving closer to me, kissing me on the cheek. "Really now?" she whispers seductively, and had it not been the fact that the store was crowded with people, I would've taken her then and there.
I bring my head to my knees once again, holding them close with my arms, feeling like everything is falling apart around me. I sigh, my mind blocking out all of the commotion around me, falling into a light sleep, mumbling "I'm sorry."
|
|