Richard's Animorphs Forum
General Category => General Fan Fiction & Art => Topic started by: Slushie Man on September 03, 2008, 10:21:48 AM
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This isn't anything serious. Just some short little fun I decided to do, where pretty much the entire point of it is to have as many people from the site that I can squeeze in, kill as many zombies as I can have them kill, lol. It'll also be a parody on mostly various zombie movies, but a few other non-zombie movies as well.
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JL Productions…
Gaz42 walked alone down a dark street at night. She stepped in a deep puddle and moaned as she shook her foot dry.
And RAF Forums…
Gaz42 continued walking down the street. She heard a slight chilling moan. She stopped and started looking around for the source of the noise.
Presents…
Gaz42 backtracked and looked down an alley.
“Hello?” She called out. The moaning turned to a low growl and his eyes quickly pinpointed the sound and darted to a garbage bin. There were glowing eyes coming from behind it.
Suddenly a zombie shuffled out, flesh decaying from its bones and an eyeball dangling down the side of its face. It roared, showing its razor-sharp teeth. Gaz42 turned and ran away, making a scream that even a little girl would be embarrassed by, and waving her arms wildly in the air.
RAF: KILL ALL ZOMBIES
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Three hours earlier…
High above Richard's Animorph's Forum, a Net Station sat alone in the empty expanse of the World Wide Web. Two Internet Astronauts stood around the outside of it, trying to make some external repairs.
“Hey Richard, why do we have to do these repairs anyway?” A third Internet Astronaut asked as he exited a door and walked out onto the top of the station.
"Because ANItiger, our communications to the Site are down.” Richard explained. “We need to get it up and running again before any Spammers launch another attack. If they're sighted now, with our communications down, we’ll have no way to warn the Site. Hey Shanker, hand me that welder.”
But Shanker was not paying attention. His gaze was set on a glowing object flying through space, headed right in their direction.
“Shanker?” Richard and ANItiger turned to look at him, and then they too, noticed the object.
"What the hell is that?” ANItiger asked.
“Beats me.” Richard answered.
“It’s, uh, headed this way…” Shanker finally spoke up.
“Let me see…” Richard held up his arm and activated a small screen on a control panel located on the sleeve of his space suit. He entered in some information and a small holographic diagram appeared, estimating the most probable trajectory of the object. It showed the object colliding dead on with the station. T Minus 2 minutes.
“Move your asses!” Richard shouted. “We got two minutes to evacuate!”
“So I guess this means we don't have to fix the communications error now?” ANItiger asked.
“****ing move!” Richard shouted at him.
The three took off running back to the door. Richard pushed the button to open the door, but it wouldn’t open. Richard looked at the button and pushed it again. Same result. “What the hell is wrong with the door?”
“Oh, that…” ANItiger spoke up. “Sorry.”
Richard turned to look at him, angrily. “What do you mean, ‘sorry’?”
“Well you see, on my way out, my Hubba Bubba bubblegum lost its flavor, but there was no garbage can around, so I just stuck it on the wall. But looking at the current situation, its possible it was the doorframe and not the wall. Damn, that is some strong gum."
Shanker also turned to ANItiger. “You got anymore left?”
“Yeah, back in my quarters. I can get you some when…”
''GAHHHHHHH!” Richard shouted. I’m surrounded by idiots!” he turned and started running over the top of the station, getting further away from his two comrades.
“Hey, you’re going the wrong way!” ANItiger shouted at him. “The door to inside is over here!”
“God, Deliver me from them!” Richard shouted as he jumped off the edge of the station and started floating through space. Unfortunately, it was in the same direction as the speeding glowing object. He didn’t last much longer after that.
“Did he not know that we had a second door over there?” Shanker pointed to another door about three feet away. ANItiger shrugged.
ANItiger turned and saw the object much clearer now. It was an asteroid with the symbol of the Spammers on it –a glowing outline of an opened bottle of Spam. The asteroid was just about to hit the station.
“Jump!” ANItiger turned and jumped off the side of the station, but Shanker, not knowing what ANItiger meant, jumped straight up to do a jumping jack.
The asteroid slammed into the station, destroying it and Shanker in a matter of seconds. The explosion gave ANItiger a ****load of momentum as he continued down to the Site below.
The Asteroid was not far behind.
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ANItiger fell through the skies of Richard's Animorphs Forum, hoping to land in an ocean or at the very least, on a trampoline. However, a plane was flying by and ANItiger smacked up against the windshield as it flew right into him.
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The asteroid plummeted down and slammed into a remote part of Richard's Animophs Forum. It engulfed that entire section of the Site as it shot out an invisible shockwave.
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That evening, Gaz42 walked alone down a dark street at night. She stepped in a deep puddle and moaned as she shook his foot dry. He continued walking down the street when she heard a slight chilling moan. She stopped and started looking around for the source of the noise.
Gaz42 backtracked and looked down an ally. “Hello?” she called out. The moaning turned to a low growl and her eyes quickly pinpointed the sound and darted to a garbage bin. There were red glowing eyes coming from behind it.
Suddenly a zombie shuffled out, flesh decaying from its bones and an eyeball dangling down the side of its face. It roared, showing its razor-sharp teeth. Gaz42 turned and ran away, making a scream that even a little girl would be embarrassed by, and waving her arms wildly in the air.
Suddenly a shotgun blast rang out and the zombie is knocked backwards off its feet and blood sprayed the walls of a nearby building. An old red pickup screeched to a stop right in front of Gaz42, nearly running her over. Toominator was behind the wheel an he lowered his shotgun. “Come with me if you want to live.” Gaz42 just stared, rooted to the spot. "Don't just stand there, get in!"
Gaz42 came out of her daze and scrambled to the passenger side door and climbed in. Toominator zoomed away. “I’m heading for my cabin in the country. You’re welcome to join me if you want.”
“What’s happening here” Gaz42 asked.
“No one knows. But the dead are returning to life, and anyone bitten by them are also turned into one of them. The Site is in chaos. Where have you been for the past couple hours?”
“Writing some hate mail to K.A. Applegate for that horrible ending to the Animorphs series.” Gaz42 replied. Toominator looked at Gaz42 with a dumbfounded look. “Look out!” Gaz42 shouted. Toominator looked ahead again, but it was too late. They slammed right into another member of the Site. The pickup screeched to a stop as the body landed several feet away like a ragdoll.
“Is he dead?” Toominator asked.
“I don’t know. Get out and see.”
“Are you crazy? You get out and see!”
“You’re the one that hit him!”
“It’s my truck - my rules!”
“Flip you for it?” Gaz42 asked.
“Fine.” Toominator reached into his pocket and took out a quarter. “Heads I stay, Tails you go.” Gaz42 nodded and Toominator flipped the coin in the air. He caught it and showed it to Gaz42. “It’s heads.”
“Damn it. It was a close call though.” Gaz42 opened the door and got out of the vehicle. She started walking towards the body. Once she reached it, she lightly kicked it. “Are you ok?”
Nothing. She kicked it a bit harder. Still nothing. She brought his foot back and prepared to kick it as hard as she could. She swung his foot forward, but right before it connected with the body’s head, the body sat up. Gaz42’s foot missed, causing her to loose her balance and fall backward.
The body turned and looked at her. Its eyes glowed red and saliva dripped from its mouth. The zombie grabbed Gaz42’s leg and started pulling her toward it. Gaz42 screamed like a little girl again as the zombie leaned in and took a huge bite out of Gaz42’s leg. It started climbing up her body, heading for her neck.
Toominator made a disgusted face and simply said, “Ick.” He turned back around and drove off, leaving Gaz42 to her grisly fate.
(More coming soon)
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awww i died so early
and its KA Applegate not JK
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Oops, thanks. I have NO idea why I put J.K. lol.
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rowling?
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lol i liked some of richards lines
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rowling?
Probably. I had just talked about delayed movies on another forum right before posting that, and mentioned all of the ons from this year that has been delayed by more then a couple months (Harry Potter being one of those), so that's probably why it was in my mind.
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Toominator continued to drive down the street, avoiding crashed vehicles and the slow-moving zombies, trying to run over as many as he could without swerving off the road.
Suddenly he saw one zombie rear back and then sprint forward, running right at his truck. It leaped in the air and crashed through the window to the passenger side door, screeching and growling. “Brains!” It growled.
“****er!” Toominator reached onto the floor and brought up his single-barreled shotgun and aimed it at the zombie.
“Oh ****!” Toominator dropped the gun to the seat as he quickly put both hands on the steering wheel and braced himself as the truck went up some slanted debris, like a ramp. The truck landed with a crash soon afterward and continued down the street, swerving around an upside down burning car.
“Now, where was I?” Toominator asked.
“Brains!”
“Oh, right.” He reached down, picked up the gun, aimed it at the zombie once more, and fired, blasting the zombie’s brains out all over the inside of his truck. “Ewwwwwwww.” Toominator moved his lips back and forth, Ernest-style.
“BRAINS!”
Toominator turned to look behind him and saw a zombiefied Gaz42 running toward him, drooling extensively. “I got some brains for ya.” Toominator ****ed the gun, it at the running Zombie-Gaz42, and fired, but only heard a click. ****, Out of ammo!
He opened the glove compartment and rummaged around it, looking for more shotgun shells, when he heard a large BAM! noise and quickly looked back up. Gaz42 fell to the ground, a huge bloody hole in her head. Standing a few feet away from him was Truth, wearing a trench coat and holding a revolver with a long-ass barrel. He walked slowly toward Toominator, his foot crunching on small pieces of debris.
Once he reached Toominator, he raised the gun again and aimed it at him. “Wait!” Toominator shouted, holding up his hands. “I’m human!”
Truth sighed and holstered the gun. “Good.” Suddenly he heard a growl nearby.
“Behind you!”
Truth whipped around, while taking out a machete from under his trench coat, and decapitated a zombie that had snuck up on him. The head rolled across the ground as Truth continued to turn, retuning back to facing Toominator. He put the machete back in its sheath under his jacket. He jumped in the jeep as Toominator stepped on the gas and sped away.
"So what do you think is going on?" Truth asked, eager to hear his new ally's opinion.
“I’ve managed to put enough pieces together to understand that these are zombies,” Toominator said as he drove. “But I can’t figure out why some of them can run. They’re zombies! Zombies only run in the ****ty movies!”
“I actually think I got that figured out,” Truth said. “The newly-turned zombies aren’t very decomposed or rotted. Since they’re fresh zombies, they still have the energy to run. Which also makes them just a tad more dangerous then the Slow-Movers.”
“Well I’m headed out to my cabin and away from this nightmare. Gonna bar the place up and hold out there. Care to join me?”
“Sure. I guess we can hold up there until this blows over. If it ever does.”
“Have you heard any word on what caused all this?” Toominator asked.
“Nothing concrete, just rumors. The main one being that it’s a pre-emptive Spammer attack. Some kind of new chemical warfare. But there’s nothing to back that claim up.”
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Terenia knelt near the floor in her small apartment, her back up against a wall as she fired her two pistols at the zombies trying to get in through the front door. Her roommate, Touquie, was against the opposite wall, shooting at the zombies trying to come in through the back door.
“I spend all day slaving in the kitchen to have a nice supper for when my boyfriend comes over, and these ****ers show up and ruin it!” Touquie yelled to be heard above the gunfire. She continued to fire her guns, blood exploding out from various wounds appearing on the zombies, although only a couple are headshots.
“I guess your cooking is so good, everyone wanted in on it!” Terenia yelled back, hitting some of the zombies she was aiming at.
“Can't really be any worse then yours, now can it?”
Terenia looked at her roommate, dumbfounded that she'd say such a thing. In those few seconds that Terenia wasn’t firing, zombies emerged into the apartment from the back door and grabbed hold of Touquie. Touquie screamed as the zombies ripped into her and chewed her to pieces.
“No!” Terenia raised her guns and fired a few shots off before turning and running through the other door and into the apartment building hallway.
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Outside in the streets, Slushie Man walked down the street dressed in his Slushie Man costume (which is a blue hoodie with a Superman 'S' on the front, the hood up, a black-lensed mask covering from he nose up, slushie cups taped to the arms, a red cape, and a yellow belt over blue jeans).
He raised twin 9MM’s and shot at the nearby zombies, blasting holes in their heads, splattering the streets with brains. One ran up to him from behind and jumped, knocking him to the ground.
“Brains!”
Slushie Man rolled over and used one hand to hold the zombie’s head up and the other to blast its head open. Slushie Man was splattered with the brains. He heard more running and quickly got to his feet as two other Runners approached him. He filled them up full of holes and then whipped around to kill a few Slow-Movers that were shuffling toward him.
“Brains! I want your BRAINS!” Slushie Man turned to his side and saw a zombiefied Yorick shuffling towards him. Slushie Man raised his guns and fired at Yorick, however his guns clicked on empty.
“Oh come on!” Slushie Man shouted. “Of all the times!” Slushie Man put his guns in the top of his belt and then ran towards Yorick. Once he reached them, he jumped in the air and back-kicked him. Yorick stumbled back. Slushie Man did a spin kick next and knocked the zombie to the ground.
Yorick snarled as he started getting back to his feet. Slushie Man kicked his head, twisting it into an unnatural angle.
“That…hurt…” Yorick rasped.
“My god, just ****ing die!” Slushie Man grabbed a nearby metal pole that was on the ground and rammed it straight through Yorick’s forehead. The body fell back down, but no brains oozed out.
“Well I guess I’d be looking for brains too if I didn’t have any either.” Slushie Man turned and walked away.
Behind him, unbeknownst to Slushie Man, Yorick’s hand slightly moved.
(more coming soon)
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Morfowt ran from his house. His entire family, now zombiefied, ran out after him, growling and snarling. His younger sister reached him and grabbed onto his arm and clamped down with her teeth, taking a chunk out of his wrist.
Morfowt screamed in pain as he elbowed his little sister in the head, knocking her back. He spotted an abandoned motorcycle nearby and made a dash for it. He hopped on and revved it up, driving away, leaving his zombie family behind. Blood gushed freely from his new wound.
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Terenia rushed down the stairs of her apartment complex, shotgun in hand. Behind her, a horde of zombies rushed down after her, snarling and growling. She turned around and fired a round. The shot went into a zombie’s head, out the back, and into another zombie’s head. They both fell down. A few of the other zombies stopped to feast on the fallen remains.
Terenia continued on down the staircase. One of the zombies jumped the rail and fell a couple flights of stairs and landed right in front of her, causing her to stop on the spot.
“**** you, stinky.” Terenia raised the butt of her gun and slammed it into the zombie’s head, snapping it back. She lowered the gun into the firing position, pumped it, and fired, blowing the zombie’s brains out the back of its head.
Leaping over the body, Terenia continued on down the stairs as the other zombies rushed after her. She rushed out of the exit doors at the bottom of the stairs and ran outside, right into something. They both fell down, screaming and within a few seconds they both stopped screaming.
“I thought you were one of those things!” The other person, SuperClaire, said. She moved one of her hands to form claws, and made a mock growling noise. They both broke out laughing.
Suddenly SuperClaire got splashed with warm blood and her laughing instantly stopped. There was a bloody hand protruding from Terenia’s forehead, her brains in the hand. The hand pulled out and behind Terenia’s dead body was a zombie, feasting messily on her brains.
SuperClaire took up Terenia’s fallen gun and fired, killing the zombie. She stood up and pumped the gun, looking around at the near-empty chaotic streets.
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The Admin Force that consisted of Phoenix004, CloakedFigure, Esplin 9466, Estelore, and XenomorphLV426 were barricaded inside the Admin Headquarters. A window smashed as a zombie’s hand broke through.
Esplin aimed a grenade launcher in the direction and fired. There was a small explosion as blood and body parts flew into the room. "Score another one for the badasses!”
“We should be out there,” CloakedFigure said. “Assisting the members of the Forum.”
“**** them!” XenomorphLV426 shouted.
“It’s our job!” CloakedFigure shouted back.
Esplin walked over next to Xenomorph. “Take a look around, CloakedFigure. We don’t have a job anymore. The Site is in chaos. There’s nothing we can do but just try to survive.”
“There has to be something we can do.”
“CloakedFigure’s right.” Phoenix004 agreed. “We have to protect the Site.”
“There’s no ****in’ way I’m opening those doors!” Xenomorph shouted. “If you want to go out there and die, fine, but you’re not taking me out with you. If you want out, find another way out.”
Estelore spoke up. “There’s an underground tunnel system. We have a trap door that leads down into it. You two can take that if you want.” Estelore reached down and ripped open a part of the carpet to show a trap door.
“What about you?” Phoenix004 asked.
“I have to stay and wait for a communication from Richard and his team. He’s Off-Site and is supposed to be calling in sometime today. He has to be informed of what’s going on.”
Phoenix004 nodded, understanding. “Come on CloakedFigure.” The two turned and opened the door and jumped down into the tunnels. Estelore closed the door above them.
Phoenix004 and CloakedFigure switched on the halogen lights on their semi-automatics as they crouched down and walked quickly down the tunnels.
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The airplane that had hit ANItiger in mid-air, which was a camouflaged military plane, was still in the air, but ANItiger was no longer on the windshield. Suddenly the side door slid open and ANItiger stood in it. He had ammo belts stripped around him with two pistols in holsters on the side, a machine gun strapped around his neck and shoulder, and a rocket launcher in hand.
ANItiger leapt out of the plane and plummeted to the earth below. Part way down, he pulled on a cord and a parachute opened up, slowing his descent. He raised the Rocket Launcher to his eye and fired.
The rocket raced to the ground below and exploded right in the middle of a group of feasting zombies.
“Good Morning RAF!” ANItiger cheered. Suddenly there was a beeping noise. ANItiger looked at his watch and saw that his alarm was going off, at 11:00 PM. “Good Evening RAF!”
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SuperClaire rushed down a street. A zombie jumped out at her, growling. She fired the shotgun, but the shot missed the head. Blood splat out from the newly made wound in the zombie’s chest. “****.”
“Brains!”
SuperClaire ****ed the gun, but it jammed in the middle of being ****ed. “****!”
“Not ****…BRAINS!”
“Oh shut up.” SuperClaire rammed the gun barrel through the zombie’s head and impaled it. She pulled the gun back out and shook the brain matter off of it as the body fell with a thud. She tried ****ing the gun again, and this time it worked fine.
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Morfowt raced down a street on the motorcycle, weaving through the debris and dead and undead bodies alike.
“Ohhhhh ****tttt!” Morfowt’s dodging caused him to hit a slanted piece of debris, which resulted in him going flying off the end and through the air, aiming right for a giant stain glass window.
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Wolfev and Myitt were in the Forum’s Church, praying to the User to save them from the ‘Evil that walks the streets’.
“Brains!”
They opened their eyes and whipped around, seeing a small group of zombies shuffling into the church from outside. Two of the shuffling zombies were pushed out of the way as a Runner Zombie pushed its way to the front. It spotted the two members of the site and snarled. It took off into a run, right towards Wolfev and Myitt.
The two started to scream, but were cut off when a motorcycle crashed through the stain glass window and landed on the floor, squishing the zombie under its wheels. The motorcycle continued to drive forward.
“Move!” Morfowt shouted, trying to keep his balance. “Move out of the way!”
Wolfev and Myitt dodged out of the way as the motorcycle made a complete 180 degree turn and rushed toward the group of zombies.
“I said move, dumbasses!” Morfowt shouted at them.
“Brains!” A few of them mumbled.
“Oh, you’re undead. Never mind.” Morfowt ran right into the group, knocking most of them down, and running over a few. His tires ran over a head, squishing it. The motorcycle continued on out the church doors and back into the streets.
Wolfev and Myitt looked at each other and used that opportunity to rush past the fallen zombies and out of the church before they could get back to their feet and block the exit again.
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Toominator and Truth were nearing the edge of the city. “We’re almost out!” Toominator cheered. Truth shut his eyes and clutched the dashboard, making a scringed up face.
“What is it?” Toominator asked.
Truth slowly opened his eyes and made the expression leave his face. “I was just expecting us to crash or something really bad to happen, that’s all.”
“Why? Cause I said we’re almost out?”
“Yeah…”
“Pussy.”
“Shut up.”
The truck zoomed safely out of the city and into the country, heading for Toominator’s cabin.
(more coming soon)
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I havent read the whole thing but if im in here, plz dnt kill me off!!! I dont wanna die at 14!!!!!!!! There's so much in life I havent accomplished yet *Starts daydreaming about shaking hands with a monkey*
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You're not in it yet, but I still have lots to go through, and whoever is not in this one, I'll put in the sequel, when I eventually write it.
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That was great! I laughed the whole way through. :)
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i loved it! plz keep it coming!
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ANItiger landed on the ground and disconnected his parachute. He dropped the empty rocket launcher and loaded a clip into his machine gun and began firing around at the nearby zombies. Whichever ones didn’t fall down dead, turned to look at him and started stumbling towards him. A few picked up pace and were soon running at him.
ANItiger smiled and took the Runners down first, splattering their brains all over the place. Then he worked on the Slow Movers. His gun emptied and he slapped in a new clip and continued on. He saw two people run out from another street and a few of the zombies turned and started moving towards them.
“Run!” ANItiger shouted. They ran towards ANItiger and reached him. “I meant away from the zombies!”
“My name is Wolfev, this is Myitt.”
ANItiger handed them his last two guns. “Then use these and let’s kill these ****ers.” All three of them opened fire on the advancing zombies.
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Phoenix004 and CloakedFigure were rushing through the underground access tunnels.
“How much further?” CloakedFigure asked.
“Not too much.” Phoenix004 answered. “It should just be up ahead.”
All of a sudden CloakedFigure was yanked backward and screamed. Phoenix004 whipped around and saw a zombie dragging him down a side-tunnel.
“CloakedFigure!”
“Keep going!” CloakedFigure shouted. “I’ll catch up! I’ve got this ****er!”
Phoenix004 did just that. He turned and continued on.
CloakedFigure raised his gun above his head and pointed it behind him and let off a few rounds. He stopped moving and turned around. The zombie that had been dragging him now laid on the ground, its brains splattered all over the tunnel system.
CloakedFigure smiled, satisfied. However his thoughts were interrupted when he heard growling and rasping. Red glowing eyes suddenly lit up around him. He turned the halogen light on his gun up higher and it brightened the area around him.
He noticed he was surrounded by a horde of zombies.
“Oh ****.” As the zombies pounced on him, he let out a long, blood-curdling scream.
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Slushie Man ran down the street, three Runners quickly behind him. As he ran, he kept turning around to fire, but the shots always missed. Sometimes they would hit the zombies, but the shot would always miss the heads.
Suddenly one of the zombie’s heads exploded.
“Brains!” The second zombie shouted as it bent down and started eating the brains from the dead zombie. The third zombie however, kept following Slushie Man.
He turned around and waited for the zombie to get closer. Right before it reached him, Slushie Man raised one of his gun and fired it at the zombie’s head, point blank range. Let’s just say it wasn’t pretty.
The mystery shooter stepped out of the darkness and fired at the feasting zombie, killing it. Slushie Man turned to her. “Who are you?”
“Claire. SuperClaire.”
Slushie Man walked up to her and shook her hand. “Nice to meet you Ms. Claire. Care to join me?”
“What’s up with the costume?”
“Oh, it’s modeled after the costume for a superhero I created.”
“…It’s kinda gay.”
“You’re gay.”
“Ohhhh, that was such a good comeback,” SuperClaire said sarcastically.
“Better then your gofront!”
“What the hell is a Gofront? That doesn't make any sense.”
“I don’t know. I had nothing,” Slushie Man admitted.
Before SuperClaire could say anything else, they were interrupted. “Brains!” They both turned and fired at a nearby stumbling zombie. It didn’t last long.
“So where you headed?” SuperClaire asked.
“I’m going to try to find a transport that’ll take me Off-Site.” Slushie Man answered. “Try and get the hell away from this Forum while I still can.”
“Any idea where to?”
“Some nice little cozy Site someplace. Away from all this.”
“Well count me in, I guess. Gotta be better then being eaten by zombies.”
Slushie Man went over to an overturned car, SuperClaire following. He took out a map and unfolded it on the bottom of the car. He pointed to a spot on it. “We’re around here.” Slushie Man said. “We’ve gotta get to here.” He traced his finger over to a spot half-way across the map. “Between us and there is about a few hundred zombies. Think you’re up for it?”
SuperClaire smiled. “Affirmative.”
“Alright. Let’s move like we got a purpose.”
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Toominator tried his best to control the truck as it went over bumpy and rough terrain, heading to the cabin.
“Can’t you slow down a bit?” Truth yelled.
“Oh, and let the zombies catch us? **** that.” Toominator argued. Toominator saw a trio of zombies pushing car wreckage out in front of him, just a little bit too late. The truck slammed into the wreckage and went flying onto its side, crashing into the ground and skidding to a stop.
Toominator moaned as he touched his bleeding head. “Are you alright?”
Truth looked at him slowly and angrily. “I…said…to…****ING SLOW DOWN!”
"They set a trap! They set a ****ing trap! How can they do that, man? They're brain-dead!"
“Brains!” The two of them turned their heads and saw the three zombies advancing on them. They both undid their seatbelts and fell to the ground. They stood up and exited the truck.
“Do you trust me?” Truth asked his new friend.
“I guess…” Toominator said slowly, unsure.
“Then run! Now!”
Toominator turned and started running. Truth took out his long-barreled revolver and aimed at the sideways jeep. “Open wide, mother ****ers.” He fired, exploding the truck. The explosion engulfed the three zombies. “Haha! Take that!”
“Um, Truth?” Truth turned and suddenly saw what Toominator saw. The explosion had attracted the attention of just about every single zombie around.
“How far is your cabin?” Truth asked.
“In that forest.” Toominator answered, pointing to the edge of a nearby forest, where there were many zombies.
“****.”
Just then a latch that was hidden in the ground and covered by a bush, lifted up and Phoenix004 climbed out, looking muddy after having crawled through the tunnels. Truth and Toominator automatically trained their guns on him.
“I’m alive!” Phoenix004 shouted. “Don’t shoot me! I’m with the RAF Admins!” Truth and Toominator sighed with relief and lowered their guns.
“We’re headed to my cabin,” Toominator explained. “To wait this thing out. You’re welcome to join us if you want. The city is overran. I doubt there’s anyone else left alive.”
Phoenix004 looked back toward the city, and then to the other two people. “I’ll escort you to your cabin.” He said. “But then after that, I have to head back to the city and look for more survivors.”
“Fair enough, but if we’re going, we better go now.” Toominator pointed at the approaching zombies.
Phoenix004 checked to see how many rounds he had left. “Alright, let’s do this.”
The three of them lifted their guns and started jogging toward the forest. Truth blew the heads off of three nearby zombies, while Toominator killed one and Phoenix004 took out a small handful.
They reached the forest and picked up their pace to a run as more zombies swarmed around them, most of them running. Truth blew the arm off of one, and then took out its head with his second shot. Toominator blasted one zombie’s head, and then shot another in the chest and knocked it back off its feet. He used the gun as a bat to knock the head off yet another one when it reached him. Phoenix004 fired short controlled bursts from his gun, mowing some zombies down, while others were only hit in the chest or other parts of the body.
Toominator punched a zombie that got too close and then after it fell to the ground, he blew its brains out. He fired again and again, taking another two down. Truth fired his last shot, taking a zombie down. Another one ran up to him and he dropped the gun to the ground as he took out his machete and decapitated the zombie, and then rammed the weapon through another’s chest, pulling up, splitting the zombie's top half all the way to the top of its head, in half. Phoenix004 just continued his firing.
“Man, I feel like we’re in a ****ty Uwe Boll flick!” Toominator shouted out as Truth decapitated another zombie. Toominator killed one more zombie, and then half-turned and fired at another, also killing it.
Phoenix004 took down any near zombies with his semi-auto, and then took out a knife from a pouch on his leg and threw it, embedding it into a zombie’s skull, digging deep into the brain. He raised his semi-auto again and fired some more at other zombies.
Toominator reached the door to his cabin and looked around for a key. He reached up above the door, but didn’t find it there either. “Ah hell!” He raised his foot and kicked the door in, breaking it off its lock.
“Hurry!” Toominator shouted to the others as he rushed inside, preparing to close the door. Truth chopped up one last zombie with his machete and Phoenix004 blew the brains out of a couple more zombies before they reached the cabin and ran inside as well. Toominator slammed the door shut as the three started pushing furniture up against it.
The zombies outside started banging on the door, chanting “Brains! Brains! Brains!” over and over, but none were succeeding in getting inside.
“**** the city.” Phoenix004 said, breathing heavy to catch his breath. “I’m not going back out there!”
***
The Zombiefied Yorick shuffled down a street among the other zombies, a gaping hole in his head. He was still alive for some unknown reason. Since he didn’t have any brains, he was not killed when the pole was rammed through his head.
He stopped outside a building labeled ‘Nuclear Testing’. He then started moving again, toward the entrance to the building.
(more coming soon)
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this is awesome!! how many members will be in it, or will it just be the major contributers to raf?
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Well I'm still fairly new to the site, so with the exception of a few names, I don't even know who the major contributers are. I mostly get the names, either from randomly picking them from threads I'm reading or participating in, or I pick them from the Members Online Today list at the bottom of the main page.
I'm still quite a newb here and I've actually had to go back and edit parts of this, because I found out after I included someone, that they were actually of the opposite gender then what I originally had them down as in this, lol.
So 90% of the people I include in this, are just picked at random.
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hey, if u want, u can include me in the story... plz?
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And me? :)
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hey, if u want, u can include me in the story... plz?
And me? :)
and a third?
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ANItiger, Wolfev, and Myitt had their backs up against a wall, hidden in the shadows of a tall building.
“There’s a mall just around the corner.” Wolfev explained. “I used to go there all the time.”
ANItiger peaked around the corner and saw a large parking lot filled with zombies shuffling about. Beyond that was a gigantic mall. He brought his head back around. “You’re right, however there is one very large group of undead ****ers in the way and we don’t have enough ammo to deal with them all.”
“So what do we do?” Myitt asked. “That mall would be a great place to wait this out, but it’s pointless to even try if we can’t reach it.”
“Let me think of a plan.” ANItiger said. He began to think of a plan, but his thoughts were interrupted when music began playing. It took him a few seconds to realize it was ‘Crazy in Love’ by Beyonce’ and Jay-Z. Every single zombie head turned in the direction of the music, which was coming from right above their heads.
“What the ****…” ANItiger backed up a bit so he could see the roof of the building a bit better. He saw a person on the roof with a CD Player blaring. The person, who wore a nametag for some kind of electronic store that read ‘VenemousSpiderWookie’ on it, began dancing to the song.
Even more stranger, the zombies began slowly and clumsily copying his dance moves.
“Maybe this is what hell is really like,” Myitt said, dumbfounded.
“Ok, I got a plan.” ANItiger spoke up. “Just follow my lead.” Before Wolfev or Myitt could object, ANItiger jumped out from behind the corner…And began dancing as well, slowly making his way to the mall’s entrance. The zombies didn’t seem to be going for him.
“When in Rome…” Wolfev went next.
“But we’re not in Rome!” Myitt whispered loudly after him. She looked around and then back out at the zombies and her companions. “Ohhhh maaannnn.” And then she too, followed suit.
The trio stupidly danced their way past the dancing zombies and reached the mall. ANItiger pulled open the doors and all three ran inside. Once inside, they locked the doors.
***
Morfowt walked around the inside of the Nuclear Testing building. He figured it was a safe enough place to hide for the time being. He had managed to find a few guns of varying class around and about and so he had loaded up on those. He currently held a nice rocket launcher, fully loaded.
He removed the bandage from his wrist and saw the infection from the bite was spreading. It now currently occupied his entire hand and wrist. Suddenly the hand moved on its own. Nothing major really, just jerked a bit, almost like a spasm.
Morfowt looked down at his hand, and then suddenly it turned to ‘look’ up at him. Before he knew what was going on, it poked him in the eyes. Morfowt screamed and dropped the rocket launcher as the Hand reached onto his belt and pulled off a handgun. It pointed it at him, but Morfowt knocked it away with his other hand and then used his hand and knees to hold his bad hand down.
“You’re dead, sucker.” Morfowt took out a hunting knife and raised it up. He brought it down with all the force he could and chopped his Zombiefied hand off. Blood splattered up across his face as he screamed in pain.
The Hand immediately got up and used its fingers to run across the room and hide behind a computer terminal.
“Say Goodbye, ****.” Morfowt used his good hand and raised the rocket launcher onto his shoulder. He lined the computer terminal up with the eye sight and fired.
Zombiefied Yorick stumbled into the room, moaning. “Brai…” The rocket slammed into the computer terminal, and caused a massive explosion that resulted in a chain reaction that caused the entire facility to explode in one gigantic fireball.
***
A zombie’s head exploded.
Slushie Man and SuperClaire rushed down the street, firing at the next zombie that moved toward them. In the distance, there was a massive explosion. A few seconds later they were hit by a warm blast of air.
“What the hell was that?” Slushie Man asked.
“I think that was the Nuclear Testing Facility.” SuperClaire answered. “I don’t know what the hell is going on out there, but I think we should pick up the pace.”
Slushie Man nodded his head in agreement.
***
On the nearby Site of Hirac Delest, General Artea turned to his troops, which were all standing at attention. “Richard's Animorphs Forum has been infected by a Viral outbreak. We must not allow this disease to spread to other Sites.”
“How do we do that, sir?” One of the soldiers asked.
“Simple. Corporal, if you please.” Another soldier walked into the room, pushing a large, heavy, metal object. General Artea continued, “This is a Fusion Site Destroyer.” He explained. “We plant this in the middle of the Site and…Boom.” Artea made an explosive motion with his hands. “You boys will be sent in, led by myself. Good luck to all of us.”
The men saluted and then turned, marched out of the room, and began loading up into a dropship. A few of the soldiers rushed up to Artea and started pushing the Site Destroyer onto the dropship.
***
ANItiger opened the door to the Electrical Room of the mall and pushed all the switches up. Lights began turning on all over the mall and peaceful serene music began playing over the P.A. system.
“There,” ANItiger said to himself. He turned and walked back out to where Wolfev and Myitt were waiting.
“So now what?” Myitt asked.
“We can survive here for awhile.” Wolfev answered. “As long as the zombies stay out there and we stay in here, the place is ours. Do what we want.”
“I don’t know about you guys,” ANItiger said, “But I feel like getting rid of some of the competition outside.”
“What do you mean?” Myitt asked. ANItiger just smiled and walked down the hall. “What does he mean?” Myitt asked Wolfev, who just shrugged.
A few minutes later ANItiger found himself on the roof of the mall, a pile of guns and ammo next to him. On his way to the roof he had stopped in at the Gun store and stocked up. Wolfev and Myitt emerged behind him.
“What are doing?” Myitt asked.
ANItiger raised a rifle and aimed down at the group of shuffling zombies. He fired and a head exploded in a display of gore. He aimed at another and did the same thing. Then a third.
“Hey, guys where did our friend on the roof go?” Wolfev asked. They all looked over at the roof that VenemousSpiderWooki e had been on, but he was no longer there. Instead, three zombies milled about, blood dripping from their jaws.
“Bastards.” ANItiger swore. He raised the gun and fired three times. The zombies went down.
***
SuperClaire and Slushie Man rushed down a street. Slushie Man killed a nearby zombie. “I’m out.” He said, throwing his guns to the ground.
SuperClaire fired his last few shots at some nearby zombies. “So am I.” She threw her gun away as well. “Now what?”
Slushie Man looked at the shuffling zombies as they continued to jog down the street. “Just keep running,” Slushie Man said. “They can’t catch us if we move quickly.”
“I want brains!” Slushie Man and SuperClaire turned their heads and saw a Runner take off after them.
“****!” Slushie Man yelled.
“Now what?”
“We split up!” Slushie Man suggested. “You take the left alley, I’ll take the right. We’ll meet up at the Off-Site transport.”
“Ok. Good-luck,” SuperClaire said.
Slushie Man patted her on the back. “You too.” As he gave her a farewell back-pat, he attached a sticky fragrant smelly thing to the back of SuperClaire’s shirt.
They separated and SuperClaire turned and ran down an alley while Slushie Man turned and ran down the opposite ally. Slushie Man stopped and looked back, seeing the Runner chasing after SuperClaire. He chuckled.
“No hard feelings.” Slushie Man smiled as he simply walked down the alley.
***
SuperClaire screamed as the Runner chased after her, catching up. SuperClaire ran around a corner and quickly hid in front of a light pole. As the Runner ran by, SuperClaire chuckled and turned to go back the other way, but saw she was face-to-face with another zombie.
“Gulp,” Was all SuperClaire could say before the zombie leaped on her.
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Pure awesomeness.
But I have one or two things to say...
NOOOOOO! Don't zombify me! I want to liveeeee! :P
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lol don't worry, your character isn't completely gone yet ;)
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omfg! woohoo! hehe... thx for including me in the fanfic!
WARNING: HERE BE SPOILERS FOR AVP: R
just a question, is the char based on me, the dude that nukes the town in Alien Vs Preadator (sp?): Requiem?
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Just based off the stereotypical Military General that wants to blow up the entire town in a bunch of random zombie/infection movies.
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Just based off the stereotypical Military General that wants to blow up the entire town in a bunch of random zombie/infection movies.
i lol'd at that... +1 karma
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Esplin 9466 sat on the roof of the Admin Station, sniping any zombies that came close as he chugged back a beer. “Any luck on communicating with Richard?” He called back through the opened hatch in the roof.
“No,” Estelore, from inside the Admin Station, said to him, frustrated. “Nothing.”
Large footsteps stopped Esplin from saying anything else. He sat straight up in his seat as he saw a large object walk around the corner up ahead. He looked in the scope of his gun to get a better look.
Zombiefied Yorick was walking down the street. Only now he was much bigger and more deformed from the nuclear explosion. He had large red veins going all over his body and one eye was huge, while the other was normal size. He had very large sharp jagged teeth coming out of his mouth and a rocket launcher in place of his left arm.
“What the **** are you?” Esplin asked quietly as he loaded in more ammo and took aim. He fired, but it didn’t seem to affect the mutated Zombiefied Yorick. Yorick just slowly turned and looked in his direction. Then he started walking toward him.
Esplin 9466 fired again and again, but the shots seemed to do nothing. Yorick stopped and raised his Rocket Launcher arm and fired.
“Oh ****!” Esplin 9466 turned and jumped down through the hatch into the building, just as a rocket slammed into where he had been sitting.
Estelore and XenomorphLV426 helped Esplin to his feet. “Get the guns,” Estelore commanded to Xenomorph.
Xenomorph nodded as he opened the gun cabinet and tossed Estelore a gun and picked one for himself. They watched trough a window as a smaller gun barrel emerged from Yorick’s Rocket Launcher barrel.
“Open fire!” Estelore yelled. The trio knocked out glass from some of the windows and began firing out at Yorick. Yorick fired back, the smaller barrel belonging to a very powerful minigun.
Within seconds, the three Admins were cut down. Yorick stopped firing and the smaller barrel retreated back inside.
“Brains!” Yorick said, much deeper and much louder then before.
***
General Artea’s dropship landed on the surface of Richard's Animorphs Forum and the soldiers marched out, some of them pushing the Site Destroyer.
“I want a tight perimeter set up around this ship,” Artea ordered a group of soldiers. “Once the bomb is activated, we won’t have much time to leave the Site.”
“Yes, sir.” The soldiers rushed off to set up a perimeter.
“Team 1,” Artea shouted. “Move out! Team 2, stay here and protect the ship.” Artea moved out with the jogging soldiers, going with the Site Destroyer.
***
SuperClaire slammed a rock into the back of the zombie’s head, loose brains oozing out. She shoved the body off of herself and checked herself over for any bites or scratches.
Satisfied that there were none, she continued on her way. The fragrant smelly thing that Slushie Man had put on her back to attract the zombies, had fallen off in the scuffle.
***
Inside the cabin, Truth looked out one of the windows at the zombies milling about outside. Behind him, Phoenix004 secretly pulled his sleeve up to investigate a bite he had gotten in the battle on the way to the cabin.
“What’s going on?” Phoenix004 quickly covered up the wound as Toominator walked over.
“Not much.” Truth answered. “They’re just standing around out there and walking aimlessly. It’s like they don’t even know we’re in here.”
“I just checked the entire place out," Toominator announced as we walked back in the room. "No zombies in here. As long as we keep the door barricaded, we should be fine. If we see the zombies heading our way, we’ll also board up the windows.
Phoenix004 sat down on the couch and leaned back, closing his eyes.
“Good idea,” Truth said, turning away from the window. He looked at Phoenix004. “Hey, are you ok?”
No reply. Toominator slowly approached him. “Hey man, are you asleep?” Suddenly Phoenix004, now zombiefied, slammed his head forward and took a huge chunk out of Toominator’s neck.
“Join us!” Zombiefied Phoenix004 shouted as he leaped to his feet and snarled.
Truth rushed him and took out his machete, but before he could do anything, Phoenix004 grabbed him by the neck and threw him across the room. Truth crashed into a bookcase and fell to the floor, the bookcase falling down on top of him. Toominator stumbled around the room, clutching at his bleeding neck.
“Brains! I want your brains!” Phoenix004 ran toward Truth.
Truth took a fallen book and threw it, hitting Phoenix004 in the head, causing him to stumble back. Truth used that chance to climb out from under the bookcase and back to his feet.
“You’ll be dead by dawn!” Truth turned and saw that Toominator was now also a zombie.
“Dead by dawn!” Phoenix004 chanted.
“Dead by Dawn!” Toominator chimed in. The two zombies began chanting that over and over and over.
Truth picked up his fallen machete and ran toward Phoenix004. He swung in a massive arc and knocked the zombie to the floor and proceeded to chop him up, spraying the walls with thick blood.
Toominator stopped chanting and rushed toward Truth. “You’re brains! Give them!” Truth turned around and swung, decapitating Toominator. Truth breathed heavily to catch his breath.
Suddenly, he heard the chanting of “Brains!” coming from outside. He put his sword away and rushed to the window. The shambling zombies were slowly all turning toward the direction of the cabin and walking toward it, with the exception of a few Runners, which were running toward it.
“Oh ****. This is not good…” Truth muttered.
***
Wolfev laid on a mattress in a Bed Store. Myitt laid on a mattress next to his and ANItiger laid on a mattress on the other side, chewing something.
“Why do you chew Hubba Bubba bubblegum?” Wolfev asked. “There’s better kinds out there.”
“This **** will make you a god damn sexual tyrannosaur…just like me.” ANItiger answered.
“I think at least one person should stay on Watch while the others sleep. We can rotate or something,” Myitt suggested, yawning.
“Sounds good,” ANItiger said. “You can have first watch.” But Myitt didn’t hear; she was already asleep. “Damn it. Wolfev, how about you?” ANItiger looked over at Wolfev, but he too was already gone to sleep. “****ers.”
***
Artea led his team of soldiers through the city, killing any zombies they saw. Three people walked out from a nearby building and the soldiers raised their weapons at them.
“Wait! Don’t shoot! We’re human!”
“They could be infected,” Artea said to the soldier next to him. “Open fire.” The soldier fired at the three humans and all the other soldiers quickly did the same. Once the bodies fell to the ground, filled with holes, Artea shouted, “Alright, let’s keep moving!”
***
Slushie Man rushed down a street and saw a few too many zombies then he cared for and changed directions, going inside of a nearby building. His plan was to go out the back into a different alley and continue on from there.
Of course he wasn’t counting on a family of zombies to ambush him and rip him to pieces either, but let’s leave those gory details out.
***
Back at Base Camp, flood lights and barbed wire had been set up to mark the perimeter. The drop ship was located right in the center. A small group of soldiers patrolled around the edges of the perimeter, while the others stood around, their fingers on the trigger of their guns, just waiting for some kind of action to take place.
Suddenly there was a gigantic explosion and body parts went flying. The surviving soldiers all started rushing around the area, shouting and trying to figure out what had happened.
They all stopped as loud footsteps were heard.
From out of the smoke walked Mutated Zombiefied Yorick. “Brains!” he roared deeply as he raised his rocket launcher and fired another shot, taking out another handful of soldiers and the last of the flood lights.
The remaining soldiers all fired through the pitch darkness, hoping to hit the creature. The only light came from the bullets as they whizzed through the darkness, and the gun muzzles as they fired. Yorick returned fire with his minigun, resulting in the same quick flashes in the dark.
Suddenly a bunch of soldiers started dropping down dead, without even being hit.
“What’s going on?” one soldier asked.
“The quick flashes of light!” Another answered. “They’re getting seizures from them!” The next sound that came from him was the gurgle of blood as Yorick’s bullets ripped into him like a rag doll.
Soon after, the rest of the soldiers shared the same fate and the dropship was destroyed by a couple rockets.
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hehe... woo hoo! my char is a major ****... i reckon that thats how i would kinda act, but instead of killing the innocent pplz, i would quarintene(sp?) them
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Well you're kind of there to blow up the entire site. You're not trying to protect anyone, or check to see if anyone's ok. You're there to stay alive long enough to plant the bomb and leave. You just want to make sure nothing comes near you that could potentially stop you from doing that.
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too true
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Oh, c'm'on, I don't dance that badly! :D ;)
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you could do an RPG of this, it's that good.
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Yays! I'm glad to see I wasn't zombified! Great story! :D
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Ahahaha! Brilliant, Slushie Man! Thanks for including me. :)
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The soldiers from Team 1 rushed down the streets, killing anything that moved – zombies and live humans alike, making their way to the center of the Site to place the bomb.
***
Truth had the windows of Toominator's cabin securely boarded up, a few zombie heads on the floor, and a few thick splotches of blood on his machete. He sat in a recliner, looking at the boarded up door as the zombies pounded on it and the windows.
“Who will be next to taste the end of this machete?” Truth yelled out as he played with his machete in his hands, aimlessly swinging it about. All of a sudden, all the banging ceased at once.
Truth stopped playing with his machete and waited in silence. Then the doorbell rang. “Who is it?” Truth called out as he stood up and walked over to the door.
“Brains!”
“Sorry, I don’t know anyone by that name!” And then Truth thrusted his machete through the door and felt it connect to something soft. He pulled it back in and saw some brain matter on the end of it. He looked through the newly made hole in the door and saw a zombie fall down, dead.
The banging started again.
"ARG! Stop it!" Truth shouted. "Leave me alone!"
***
Wolfev slowly opened his eyes. He was woken up by someone shaking him, and for some reason he could hear a vrooming noise.
“Get the **** up!” ANItiger whispered loudly.
“What’s going on?” Wolfev asked.
“Raiders,” ANItiger answered. “A biker gang's broken in. We’ve gotta leave before they find us.”
“Screw that.” Wolfev reached over and grabbed his gun. “This is our place and I’m going to defend it.” He ****ed the gun as he stood up and walked out of the Bed Store.
Myitt rubbed her eyes and turned to ANItiger. “So what do we do?”
“Let Wolfev do as he wants. I’m getting the **** out of here.”
“I’m with you. The place isn’t worth dying over. There are other malls out there.”
ANItiger and Myitt crept out of the store, slowly and stealthily walking down a hall. Below them on the first floor, they could hear the sounds of motorcycles driving around.
***
Wolfev hid behind a giant potted plant and leaned over the top of it, resting his rifle on the soil. He aimed down to the first floor and waited for a motorcyclist to get in view. He fired.
The motorcyclist screamed as he flew off his bike, a bullet in the chest. Three others that were with him slowed their bikes to a stop and started looking around, confused. Wolfev smiled and aimed for one of them. He fired, taking that one down as well.
“Up there!” One of them shouted. Another other took out a gun and fired. Part of the pot that Wolfev was resting on chipped away as the bullet hit it.
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“Ok, we’re there!” General Artea shouted to his troops. He walked to where the Site Destroyer had been laid and entered in a password. He then set the bomb to detonate in an hour. “Alright men, let’s get back to Base Camp, on the double!”
Suddenly a nearby manhole cover flew up into the air and a Runner leapt up out of the sewer. It charged the nearest soldier and ripped into him before anyone could fire. All the soldiers turned their attention to the Runner and the bitten soldier and opened fire on both of them.
From behind the troops, zombies started coming out from every nook and cranny around, and started shuffling toward the soldiers, except for those that ran toward them.
Artea heard a moaning sound and whipped around. “Behind us!” he shouted. The other soldiers turned and began firing, but for some of them it was already too late. The zombies had reached them and were hungry for their brains.
One of the soldiers were yanked to the side as a zombie feasted on him. “They’re all around us!” Another soldier shouted. “They’re everywhere!”
It was then that Artea knew that they were surrounded and that they weren’t going to survive.
***
SuperClaire ran around a corner and saw the Off-Site Transport resting on a nearby landing pad, lights flickering on.
Se ran up to it, but before she reached it, three armed men stepped in the way of the doorway. “Are you infected?” one of the guards asked.
“No!” SuperClaireMan shouted. “Now let me on!”
“We have to make sure you haven’t been bitten.”
SuperClaire lifted up the sleeves of her shirt and then showed them her neck. “See, I’m fine!”
“We need to see everywhere, mam.”
“Oh, you’ve got to be ****tin’ me!” SuperClaire stomped the ground. “This is just ridicules!” But she knew the men were serious, so she started stripping down.
***
ANItiger and Myitt emerged onto the roof of the mall. “What do we do now?” Myitt asked as she looked down at the ground. A lot of the zombies had been killed by the Raiders, but enough still remained to pose a threat.
“We can leap down and make a run for it. We can shoot any zombies that get too close,” ANItiger suggested.
“Sounds good enough.”
The two of them jumped off the roof and landed on the ground. They instantly began running across the parking lot, shooting any zombies that ventured near them.
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Wolfev jumped up from behind the plant and began firing at the Raiders below as he moved sideways, until he reached a wall that blocked him from them. He put his back up against the wall and began to reload.
More Raiders had massed below once they found out there was some trouble to be fixed. Wolfev jumped out from behind the wall and fired. He grazed one of them, but he didn’t go down.
Wolfev however, was hit in the chest by a bullet, and dropped to the floor as blood seeped out.
***
SuperClaire finally was allowed onboard the Off-Site Transport and seated herself down in a nice comfy seat.
“This is Duff, your Captain speaking,” a voice over the intercom said. “We are preparing to take off. Our flight will be navigated to the nearest habitable Site by the ship’s A.I. which we like to refer to as the Red Mother.”
The ship started to lift off the ground and SuperClaire, along with everyone else on the transport, breathed a sigh of relief. Unfortunately, it was too soon.
A massive explosion rocked the ship as it started to take off and the passengers began screaming. SuperClaire looked out the window and saw Mutated Zombiefied Yorick walk down the street, heading toward them with his rocket launcher raised.
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Duff sat in the ****pit of the ship and pressed some buttons. “Red Mother, you can re-route 90% power to weapon systems.” There was a beeping noise and Duff cheered. He took a couple joysticks and pressed the button located on them.
Two missile turrets opened up on the outside the ship and fired missiles at the creature. They slammed into Yorick, knocking him off his feet and causing him to roar in pain as he slammed hard into the ground.
“Red Mother, see if you can operate the lasers. Fire at anything bigger then these measurements.” Duff typed some keys and imputed some data into the computer.
Yorick got back to his feet and raised the rocket launcher again and fired.
“Woah!” Duff maneuvered the ship slightly away, causing the rocket to just barely miss. Lasers shot out from the ship from a few different places, all hitting Yorick, causing sparks to fly a blood to splatter in large thick globs.
“Brains!” Yorick roared with rage. The minigun turret emerged and he started firing again. The shots bounced off the outer hull of the ship, denting it and also causing sparks to fly.
“Red Mother, we can’t take much more of this. See if you can finish this.” Every single weapon turret – laser, rocket, machine gun, and water gun – all aimed at Yorick. “All power into weapons!” Duff shouted.
The ship dropped like a rock toward the ground as every single turret fired at once. The shots all hit Yorick, causing him to explode in a grisly showcase of blood, guts, and deformed body parts.
Right before the ship smashed into the ground, Red Mother gave power back to the rest of the ship and Duff pulled up and it leveled off. He wiped sweat from his forehead and he started lifting the ship up again.
It flew across the city as it picked up speed and height.
***
Truth could hear all the moaning and shoutings of “Brains!” coming from outside and knew that the entire cabin was completely surrounded.
He knew he was going to die.
He stood up and readied his machete as he walked over to the door and began un-barricading it. He opened the door and with a battle cry, rushed out into the horde of zombies, hoping to kill as many of them as he could before they killed him.
***
Wolfev was approached by two Raiders, both sneering. “**** you,” he spat as bood exited his mouth.
Wolfev raised his gun and fired. The head of one of the Raiders exploded and the blood sprayed the other. The second Raider fired, blowing up Wolfev’s head.
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Myitt and ANItiger were just about at the end of the parking lot when a Runner jumped from the top of a nearby building and landed on Myitt, ripping her to pieces. ANItiger turned and fired at the zombie, killing it.
“Kill…Kill me…” Myitt gurgled up blood. “Don’t let…me turn into one of…Them.”
“Sure thing, buddy.” ANItiger aimed his gun down and fired. A loud click was heard. “Out of bullets. Sorry.” ANItiger dropped the gun and ran away, leaving Myitt on the ground to eventually turn into a zombie.
As ANItiger ran, he was flooded with a beam of very bright light.
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Onboard the Off-Site Transport, Duff slowed it to a stop right above ANItiger. “The computer system says he’s an Uninfected. Red Mother, Activate the Transport Beam.”
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ANItiger felt a tingling inside him and before he knew it, he was being lifted off the ground and was being sucked toward the ship. Before long, he was safely onboard.
***
General Artea’s body fell against the Site Destroyer as it continued to count down. Another half an hour to go. He had a deep gash running across his neck and his guts were hanging out like graffiti.
Artea, with weak eyes, looked out at the carnage happening all around. There were no soldiers left; they were all being ripped apart and eaten.
He lifted his hand and with his last breath, brought it down on the ‘Emergency Destruct’ button. His hand slid off of it, leaving a red smear of blood.
The Site Destroyer exploded.
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The Off-Site Transport began to shake uncontrollably as the Site below and around it began to explode and fall apart.
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Truth was fighting off the horde of zombies in the forest outside of the cabin when he was grabbed from behind by one and then another one, and then another, and they began tearing into him.
Then there was a bright blinding light and it was all over for everyone.
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The Off-Site Transport reached the Outer Internet just as Richard's Animorph's Forum collapsed into nothingness, leaving nothing behind in its wake, not even specks of dust.
“Wow…” SuperClaire whispered, looking out her window. “It’s all gone...” She continued to stare out into the blank space where the Site used to be.
“This is your captain speaking…” Duff’s voice came over the intercom. “For your enjoyment, we will be playing requested music for the duration of the trip. And we have our first request. So sit back, relax, and enjoy.”
The intercom system turned off as ‘Crazy in Love’ by Beyonce’ and Jay-Z began playing. ANItiger’s eyes went wide as he heard the song start up. “Oh no. Oh hell no!”
A bit further behind him, VenemousSpiderWooki e was sitting comfortably, perfectly alive and well, bobbing his head to the music with a smile.
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The Off-Site Transport zoomed through the empty space of the Internet, Destination: Unknown.
TO BE CONTINUED IN:
RAF: Kill all Vampires
Recap:
Deaths:
Richard - Collided with incoming asteroid
Shanker - Incinerated when an asteroid slammed into the space station and blew it up
Gaz42 - Turned to a zombie, then shot through the head
Touquie - Ripped apart by zombies
Terenia - Zombie hand through the head
CloakedFigure – Ripped apart by zombies
Morfowt – Hand got infected, had to chop it off, then accidentally blew himself up when he fired a rocket at his Zombie Hand while in a Nuclear Testing Facility.
Esplin 9466 – Mowed down by Mutated Zombiefied Yorick's minigun
Estelore – Mowed down by Mutated Zombiefied Yorick's minigun
XenomorphLV426 - Mowed down by Mutated Zombiefied Yorick's minigun
Phoenix004 – Turned to a zombie, then cut up into little pieces
Toominator – Turned to a zombie, then decapitated
Slushie Man – Ripped apart by zombies
Yorick – Turned to a zombie, pole through the head, caught in a nuclear explosion, then finally blown to pieces by the Off-Site Transport
Wolfev – Shot by Mall Raiders
Myitt – Turned to a zombie, died when the Site exploded
Artea – Attacked by zombies, died from the wounds
Truth – Ripped apart by zombies and fully died when the Site exploded
Survivors:
SuperClaire
ANItiger
Duff
VenemousSpiderWooki e
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Alright, I survived! Plus+1! ;D
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that was great! too bad that only, what, 4 people survived?
but anywhoo, great story! i love it that my char managed to get the job done in the end tho
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Yays I survived but got a name change :P
superclair, apparently :P haha
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Oops, hahaha. Forgot the e. I'll fix that right now, lol.
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Oops, hahaha. Forgot the e. I'll fix that right now, lol.
Why thank you :P
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Can't believe I waited so long to read this. This was great. Heh...I was a zombie. ;D
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I can't believe I didn't read this earlier, it's awesomely hilarious! ;D It sucks that I got turned into a zombie (I can't believe I was the guy who got bitten and was too stupid to say anything!) but at least I got to be badass first!
Looking forward to the sequel! Here's hoping I'm a badass Vampire slayer or a Vampire with a soul! ;)