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TEAM: DEAD AIR AKA TEAM CREEPY --> PILLS HERE!

Jun 18, 2010 10:14

Who: Alastair, Ted, Arthas, Batboy, Denise, Rayne
What: ZOMBIE PORT OH Fffffffffff
Where: An airport terminal... waking up in a security room.
When: One post for the port.
Warnings: zombies, shotguns, gore, possibly vomit and fun things.
NOTE: NPCs PLEASE

( GRABBIN' PILLS! )

ted sprague, arthas menethil, edgar parker, alastair, rayne, denise mahoney

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I bet yo' country ass does like this trailer! nuclear_ted June 18 2010, 00:23:23 UTC

Ted remembered something about a port, and then moments after that, all went dark. Thrown into his first ever port, unconscious. Great. He didn't know who he was with, or that the person was now acquiring some heavy power. All he knew? He had a massive headache when he awoke.

He groaned and began to sit up, then stand, as he took stock of where he was. Small room. Guns. Some random guy he was certain was from the Barge.

"Uh. Hey." He said cautiously.

Re: I bet yo' country ass does like this trailer! gotgirlballs June 18 2010, 00:25:32 UTC

As Alistair handled his weapon of choice and that other random guy made himself known, Denise came up to the side of the demon bastard and grabbed for something in the cabinet. She knew he was an inmate, one of the more batshit ones, and she wasn't going to let him be the only one armed.

Her hand closed around something cold, long and metallic, and she looked at it in a giddy appreciation.

Was that a crowbar she had? Hell yes it was.

"What the fuck's going on?" she asked them, gripping her newfound weapon tightly.

Re: I bet yo' country ass does like this trailer! cantrunfromme June 18 2010, 00:31:32 UTC

The blonde bitch slid past him and his eyes followed her as she did. The cold barrels of his shotgun also following the girl, angled up juuuuuuuust enough to take that head clean right off.

"Apparently, the locals are of the fiestier breed and we've been abandoned my the mother ship. Pity. I was beginning to enjoy myself there..."

Re: I bet yo' country ass does like this trailer! notonedrop June 18 2010, 00:38:59 UTC

Batboy woke and smelled...blood. Sitting up, he saw that he'd been laying in a trail of it that had been dragged, dried, and crusted over on the ground. Looking around, a chill ran up his spine. This place was quite unlike the Barge. It was abandoned, aside from a few individuals who were just waking, including one who now held a gun. Fears began to creep into the boy's mind.

Had the Barge been a test? To see if he could be redeemed? Was the willful drinking of bottled human blood proof that it was not there, but here that he belonged?

"Are we in Hell?" he finally asked. It was entirely possible, after all, that the mistake of listing him as redeemable had been corrected.

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MEANWHILE... DOWN THE HALL groaaaannnn June 18 2010, 07:07:08 UTC

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeze on inspiration. Cough cough. Gag. Spit. Cough cough. Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeze on inspiration.

Re: MEANWHILE... DOWN THE HALL cantrunfromme June 18 2010, 07:16:20 UTC

"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST..." Alastair's last words were constricted by the tongue that was dragging him down the corridor. Whatever it was, it was strong. It pulled him through upturned tables which crashed against his back painfully. He hissed through clenched teeth at each slam, trying to grab the pistol in his belt and shoot his way out but his arms were pinned to his side as the tongue tightened. He could hear coughing from behind him that was ragged and approaching closer and closer. As the tongue crushed tighter around him he struggled for consciousness. No way Alastair, archdemon of HELL would go down without a goddamned fight. Mother fucker, he would have literally killed for a knife right now.

Re: MEANWHILE... DOWN THE HALL nuclear_ted June 18 2010, 17:50:02 UTC

Ted ran quickly, but that thing, whatever it was, seemed faster. When he reached them, the creature had Alastair pressed against itself and was struggling to move backward, to devour its prey elsewhere. Ted stopped, held his breath, and aimed straight at the creature's head.

First shot hit its left eye, second broke the tongue, and third finally put it down for good. Ted's accuracy wasn't the best but it got the job done. The tongue-thing collapsed, and a noxious cloud of green smoke erupted from its body. Ted coughed and hacked from the fumes, and quickly covered his mouth with his sleeve. Whatever that smoke was, it wasn't good, and he backed away a step. He crouched, trying to see Alastair's body and avoid the smoke.

"Uh..." And he realized he didn't know the guy's name. Great. "H-hey. You... okay?" He gasped out between fits of coughing.

MEANWHILE... DOWN THE HALL cantrunfromme June 19 2010, 01:13:30 UTC

He felt the constriction loosen and the saw a cloud of smoke billow around them. It caused a tickle in his throat that was too annoying to ignore, so he coughed spitefully. As soon as he could move freely, he scrambled to his feet within the cloudy fume his anger boiling over.

"You mother fucker!" He irately pulled his pistol from his belt and fired six rounds into the remains of the smoker's head all the while cursing like a biker whose harley just got its tires slashed. Each blast of the weapon lit up the darkened area for a split second but the fires came so rapidly that it had the effect of a strobe light. "Cunt fucker horse fuck. You think you can do that to me?"

When he was out of bullets he threw the pistol at its head, having to do with using his boot now to crush the bullet riddled zombie with every punctuation of his voice, "DO. YOU. FUCKING. KNOW. WHO. I. AM?"

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THE NEXT DAY cantrunfromme June 19 2010, 16:09:51 UTC

[Alastair made a video post a while after "mercy" killing Ted and then barricading himself in the Airport bar for the night. Come find him! He is there! With booze!]

Arthas' writer isn't available until tomorrow and stuff! rayney_day June 20 2010, 06:34:01 UTC

Blazing guns, Rayne was yelling at the top of her lungs against oncoming waves of undead flesh and bone. She wasn't even looking where herself and Denise were properly going - just wanted to get through a door for some reprieve. The moment they were through it, she slammed it closed.

That was when she turned and saw who was behind the bounter.

"Aw nuts..."

And I'm not available till I finish these assignments @.@ cantrunfromme June 20 2010, 12:14:31 UTC

He's there, holding up bottles of whiskey and vodka.

"Cocktails anyone?"

ooc: These assignments are killing me. Alastair joins the group here and just goes along with whatever they do because I really don't have time for this at the moment eeeeeeep