(( well we were in a gun shop but than we went across the isle to get to a costume/ clothing store, so we heard you coming down the isle and right before you went in we saw you and said hello ^.^))

((I censor myself for the benefit of ya'll, I'm sorry she curses so much.))

"Son of a b---h!""

Dee kicked the zombie bikers hand away from her and watch with mild disinterest as it snapped off the arm of the zombie and skittered across the road. She focused once more n the zombie as it rose in a jerky swaying motion. She whipped the chain that was in her fist across it's face, tearing off chunks of decayed skin and flesh, knocking out several teeth. The zombie growled and lunged at her, half his face missing. She jumped back and swung again, then as the zombie staggered sideways and started shaking the chain loose from her hand.

"Sh-t f--k sh-t sh-t sh-t f--k sh-t f--k b---h!"

She muttered a string of random profanities as the chain slowly unwrapped from her hand and the zombie regained his balance, growling. She stepped back and grabbed the shotgun from her back with her left hand, awkwardly pulling it out in slow jerks.

Stupidsunb---hpieceff--kingsh-tgetoutofthef--kingGRRR"

She ducked as the zobmie swung his stiff limbs at her, finally pulling the shotgun free of the scabbard but then dropping it as her left hand lost it's grip on the butt.

Oh f--k me."

She jumped for the gun, landing on it with her body as the zombie turned around and lunged at her. She rolled over with the shotgun in her hand and exploded his head, rolling out of the guts splatter as much as possible. She didn't want to fuck up her new jacket. She stood, shotgun ready, and slowly approached the twitching corpse. She nudged it with her boot and then looked around. The smoldering wreck was silent. She looked toward her cousins car parked a short distance away. Her cousin had sat inside the car, probably blissfully unaware of what was happening until the shots were fired. Damn, she was glad she was safe. She kicked the corpse once more and walked back toward the car. When she got there, she opened the door to her cousin.

"You were right Ray, we never should have stopped. but hey, I got a new jacket!"

[i]She crowed and spun around with her hands in the pockets, showing off the leather piece.[i]

"Ok, next place we stop we'll catch some Z's, even if we have to clear the whole f--king place first. Promise"

Originally Posted by Lusalma

(( well we were in a gun shop but than we went across the isle to get to a costume/ clothing store, so we heard you coming down the isle and right before you went in we saw you and said hello ^.^))

((er...What she said!))
((<.<=>.>))

Randi had watched the whole event with slack jacked shock, the action coming and going faster than she could react. She was starting to feel nervous as her new dog barked at the window facing Dee and the kitten squirmed in her arms. She was an open target standing here on the road side, but she grinned as Dee came back to the vehicles victorious, crowing about her "new jacket".

"Holy crap are you ok Dee? it didn't get you did it? Holy crap that was fast!"
She shivered and got back into her car, tossing the cat into the backseat and slamming her door shut. She dial Dee's number so that they would be connected once again and twisted the key in her ignition. The engine revved and then sputtered out.

"Oh shit Houston, we have a problem."

She twisted the key again and pressed the gas lightly, and then revved it as it caught and started up, and then turned towards the phone.

"Dee, we may have to find someplace with tools soon. Or a new vehicle."

Originally Posted by Saya5933

Elizabeth, noticing that he wasnt dead, toddled over to him and smiled.
"Hi!" she giggled.
"whats your name?" she reached out to shake his hand.
seeming unaware of the position she was in.

Erym shocked with someone's voice behind him and rotate his body and take the orange haired girl and shake her hand.
"Name's Erym..." Erym stared at her and smile.
"Thank's god i think i'm the only one who survived in this horrible situation. And what's yours?"

Originally Posted by Erym

Erym shocked with someone's voice behind him and rotate his body and take the orange haired girl and shake her hand.
"Name's Erym..." Erym stared at her and smile.
"Thank's god i think i'm the only one who survived in this horrible situation. And what's yours?"

"oh, I'm Elizabeth!" she said as she shook his hand.
"I'm guessing you came here to load up some guns, eh?" she stated as she leaned over towards the shelfs.
"the zombies are in the building you know?" the continued, still smiling.

((LOL Koko it's time for SONG POST featuring Zombie by The Cranberries. Warning: VERY LONG READ. VERY. VERY. LONG. Lyrics in red.))

Another head hangs lowly,
Child is slowly taken.

Randi slowed the car at the gas station, blinkering out of habit as she turned into the parking lot. She hung up the phone, having just had the conversation with Dee that she needed to stop to rest urgently, finding herself falling asleep at the wheel, the adrenaline that had been keeping her going taxed out. Dee was held up for a minute, but she would be there in a few minutes.

She stopped and set her brake, opening the door to let the animals out, and stumbled to her feet for a moment, letting the blood flow back into her sore legs and butt, forgetting that she should have checked for safety and waited for Dee before stretching, leaving herself wide open.

The rustle of movement alerted her, almost too late as she jumped forward, the creature behind her moaning hungrily, a scream piercing the air.

There were three of them, all had closed in quickly but- there was a live one?! An untouched, still human girl, just barely out of her teens, clutching a bloody bundle of blue fleece in her arms as she staggered towards Randi, eyes open wide in terror like a crazed animal. Randi jerked away from the attacking creatures, the realization that the girl was holding her own dead baby crushing into her.

And the violence caused such silence,
Who are we mistaken?

She watched in horrified slow motion as her animal companions raced into the fray, the cat hissing and jumping into the face of the closest attacker, all fangs and claws, the dog attacking with a vicious growl, biting, pulling, tearing the attacking creature. Randi turned in a panic and reached for her bat, but it was stuck between the seat and the door.

The action was a blur, all sound seeming to fade into a faint buzzing, and as the bat came free from it's place Randi whirled, arms extended, her shoulder wrenching painfully from her previous accident. The poor little kitten was struck first, the bat connecting sickeningly, but Randi did not have time to be sorry as time suddenly warped to normal speed, and Randi swung away, the wood splintering into the head of the undead creature.

The touch on her arm sent her into a frenzied panic as she whirled, the blast emanating from her too soon as she turned to stare into the frightened eyes of the young mother, too late realizing that she had just murdered a human being. The girl was torn to pieces, the remains of her and her child blasting away.

Randi stumbled backwards as the blast cleared, having only knocked the other creature back, the dog pinning it down. She stumbled and fell, hitting the ground hard, the stunned realization hitting her like a brick in the gut.

But you see, it's not me, it's not my family.

"I... no, I didn't mean to.... I'm not one of them! I'm not a murderer!"

In your head, in your head they are fighting,

She opened her mouth to scream but no sound came out, battling the grief, the guilt and the horror of her accidental slaying.

With their tanks and their bombs,

The other zombie was struggling to get up from the pavement as the dog yanked on its arm, and Randi staggered to her car, jumping in and turning the key. The engine ground and then sputtered out, and she twisted the key again. This time is caught and roared to life, and she leaned hard on the horn, startling the dog out of the way. The wheels spun out as she slammed on the gas and smashed into the zombie, feeling the thud under her wheels. She hit the brakes hard and then backed over the creature twice, feeling back and front wheels roll over it before she was satisfied.

And their bombs and their guns.

Randi opened the door shakily, setting the brake, and stepped out. She picked up her bat, she had discarded it earlier, when she had been grabbed... and then she popped the trunk and pulled out a gas can. Hands shaking, she unscrewed the cap and stepped over to the girls corpse, pouring the gas over it and then a trail of gas over towards the pumps, where she discarded the can.

The waitress then got back into her car and backed away, driving out into the street; and then she stopped and turned back and reached into her jacket pocket. She withdrew a zippo lighter, lit it up, and threw it into the gas, which lit up with a fierce blaze. She got back into her car and started back towards the freeway.

In your head, in your head, they are crying...

She dialed Dee's number, knowing that she would see the blaze in a second and worry about her.

"Hey Dee... I don't think we should stop here. Lets keep on keeping on for a little bit more."

In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head,
In your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, do, do, do, do, do...


((OK Koko, you get the second half of the song!))

((hehe... :sweat: ))
((did the rp die?))

((I'm sorry, I'll try to post within the next week, but things have been super duper busy at work, so I'll have to have a short hiatus.))

((yup... "Survival of the Dead" is dead.)) :no: