ZOMBIE FORUMS

It's a stinking, shambling corpse grotesquely parodying life.
It is currently Sat Feb 17, 2018 6:36 pm

All times are UTC - 8 hours [ DST ]




Post new topic Reply to topic  [ 155 posts ]  Go to page Previous  1 ... 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
Author Message
 Post subject:
PostPosted: Sun Jul 25, 2004 6:12 am 
Offline
Addict

Joined: Wed Jul 02, 2003 4:12 pm
Posts: 3394
Location: Royal Court of Unfounded Speculation
Oh geez. I guess I have to intervene

Chaos finished up the last of the penguin attackers on his side and calmly walked into the smoky haze left by G_V's tactics.

Icy heard the cry of two to three penguins then felt a body next to his. The body quicly tended to the wound then turned to face the attackers with Icy.

ICY: Who... Chaos, is that you?

CHAOS: How did you guess?

ICY: Who else could see in this... and your eyes, they shine through this mess.

CHAOS: YOu should see how much trouble it gets me into a night.

_________________
A man said to the Universe, "Sir, I exist!"
"However," replied the Universe, "the fact has not created in me a sense of obligation."


- Stephen Crane


Top
 Profile  
 
 Post subject:
PostPosted: Tue Jul 27, 2004 9:40 pm 
Offline
Addict
User avatar

Joined: Mon Aug 26, 2002 5:00 pm
Posts: 3236
Location: Allentown, PA
Ghost sat, calmly watching the chaos surrounding him. Every once in a while a penguin would go flying by his head to crash into a window or through a wall. So far nobody had noticed the relative pocket of calm surrounding the reformed poltergeist, but that was fine with Ghost. He closed his eyes.

A penguin rocketed into his stomach at sound-barrier-breaking velocity. It went through him and the entire Diner before smacking into a barely-visible tree and sending up a huge cloud of dirt and squawking.

Ghost opened one eye, winced, and said, "Fucking dirty penguins." He stood up, plucked a penguin from out of the air before it could hit the wall, and sucked in air. He stuck the penguin in the hole, then let out the air. The penguin found itself stuck in Ghost's torso, unable to move.

With that problem fixed, Ghost moved on to the rest of the penguins. He stuck his head inside one. "Wow, cool," he said, "I didn't know those things wiggled." So he put his hand inside and tickled the organ in question. The penguin blew up. This had the unfortunate result of spraying Ghost’s brand-new blue shirt a rather distressing blend of robin’s egg blue and penguin innards. “Carson Kressler, where are you when I need you?” he said. He kicked another penguin back towards the main fight.

A loud smack distracted him for a moment. He looked out of the diner to see Indigo smashed on the road. “Oh, fuck. Indi.” He was distracted from this train of thought as a spinning steak knife whizzed right through him, cleanly separating his head from the rest of his body. His head flopped to the ground and rolled underneath a table, which his body ran into trying to pick it up and put it back where it belonged. His body bent down and picked his head up, screwing it back on. Ghost exhaled in satisfaction. “Telekinesis and penguins. Unleashing Torvalds on an unsuspecting Diner is dirty pool by anyone’s standards.”

With that, he went back to calmly bonking penguins and putting himself back together as needed. He forgot to absorb the penguin completely, leaving the bird to kick uselessly in front of him and squawk at anything behind him.


Top
 Profile  
 
 Post subject:
PostPosted: Thu Jul 29, 2004 6:42 pm 
Offline
PostWhorePornStar
User avatar

Joined: Wed Jun 18, 2003 7:47 pm
Posts: 6152
Location: somewhere in Canada
Wolfie hacked and burned through the group of penguins trying to protect their leader. Cuts were opened and cauterized as he slashed around in an attmept to get within striking distance of the telekinetic penguin. After searing one's eyes with the torch, he stabbed at the leader with the saw. He felt a sudden resistance, as if he'd punched a wall, and then the saw stopped and broke down. He looked up and saw a pair of glowing eyes before being thrown across the room, past the bar, and hit the floor. Sherm dragged him behind the bar and out of the way.

"Hey kid, you ok?"

Wolfie shook his head clear and looked at the saw on his arm. It was damaged and sparking. He discarded it. "You know, this may be a good time to show me that arsenal you were talking about."

Sherm and Wolfie ducked into the kitchen and made their way to the basement. He turned on the lights, revealing dozens of racks holding enough weapons and ammo to supply a good sized militia. Wolfie looked around, almost shocked. "...this'll do..."


Top
 Profile  
 
 Post subject:
PostPosted: Fri Jul 30, 2004 8:17 pm 
Offline
Local
User avatar

Joined: Mon Apr 14, 2003 3:29 pm
Posts: 333
Location: A very special Hell
Gruff Sat in a corner of the diner happily eating his breakfast despite all the fighting going on around him. A Penguin smashes into the wall next to him and falls to the floor. After rising it glares at him and squaks a few times...

"whata you want tux?"

the bird squaks a few more times and bites at gruff, who kicks it a few feet away.

"I'm enjoying these eggs... but since you seem so...bent on a fight. I'll give you one."

Gruff narrows his eyes, and before the penguin could move the bird begins to twist and warp until it folds up, it's beak bursting through its spine and out its back before finally exploding in a shower of gore. Gruff flicks a foot off his plate with his knife and resumes eating.

"Fucking penguins....always getting so bent outa shape."

_________________
*the Highlander Kills a wonder twin*

"There can be only one!"


Top
 Profile  
 
 Post subject:
PostPosted: Sat Jul 31, 2004 6:20 am 
Offline
Addict
User avatar

Joined: Tue Apr 23, 2002 5:00 pm
Posts: 3706
ptlis walks into the diner, see's the mayhem around him. Shaking his head he walks over to Sherm and asks for a mug of strong coffee and a plate of english breakfest. Dodging a penguin which tries to attack him he walks towards Gruff's table, sits down and begins to eat, all but oblivious to the mayhem around him.

ptlis

_________________
There's mischief and malarkies but no queers or yids or darkies
within this bastard's carnival, this vicious cabaret.


Top
 Profile  
 
 Post subject:
PostPosted: Sat Jul 31, 2004 6:55 am 
Offline
Spawn of Kyhm and D
User avatar

Joined: Fri Nov 01, 2002 5:00 pm
Posts: 4498
Location: Australia
Something tapped Indigo's ribs, softly at first, but then increasingly hard, a loud 'crack' sounding his awakening... and a broken bone. Leaves, litter, and various other pieces of debris that lay scattered across the ground swirled, disturbed by a local anomoly, a small amount of static electricty playing in the area next to the semi-prone man, ceasing when a man appeared seemingly out of thin-air.

"Fucker!" Indigo complained, rubbing his side, rib already on the mend. "That fucking hurt, you fucking fucker. Fuck you. Fuuuuuck." The figure's posture shifted into a slump, and a sigh escaped from his lips, his head shaking slightly. He gestured grandly at Indigo, hand coming around to rest on his hip.

"Your stealth suit failed." His words were accented, but not too heavily, making it easy to understand him, but still 'odd' to hear. "Don't you pay attention to anything? What's the fucking point of wearing these damn things if you're going to run around visible?" He pushed some of his dark hair back out of his eyes, a mix of jade and azure.

"Come on, Ezzeh~" The wounded man... Who seemed to no longer be wounded, clambered to his feet, pushing his companion slightly. "Don't be such an ass. It's not like we actually NEED them to fade into the background, anyway." To prove his point, Indigo became pale and shadow, almost opaque, except for a cheshire-cat-like grin which hung in the air.

"... That's still not funny." Ezelek rolled his eyes, his left hand going up to his hear. "Command? Identify how many hostiles are inside, if you'd please." Indigo nervously imitated the move, cupping his own ear.

"... I don't hear a thing."

"... We're in another dimension, fuck. There's no link to Command."

"... Then why did you...?"

"... Iono. It looked good, I guess."

"... Fucker." With that, they began to stealthily move toward the diner, both fading into the background, the door swinging open and close by 'itself'. The closest penguin to the door gave a sort-of spastic jerk, before ripping it's head around sharply, it's neck breaking... by magic, or something, it seemed. After the body slumped to the floor, it angled up slightly, and grunting was heard.

"... Indeh." A whisper from the air.

"Yeah?"

"You don't need to hump it for items. We're not in a game world anymore."

"... Oh, yeah."

_________________
Image


Top
 Profile  
 
 Post subject:
PostPosted: Sat Jul 31, 2004 6:57 pm 
Offline
Tourist
User avatar

Joined: Fri Jan 23, 2004 5:28 pm
Posts: 27
As the two cloaked figures advanced on the diner, they were starlted to hear the sound of a crash and then a large explosion. The remains of a motorbike and a huge black leather-clad figure skidded into the parking lot, the figure stopping upon impact with the wall.

"UUgggghhh..... what the hell was that?" the figure said as he looked at the rising cloud of smoke. Removing his helmet and revealing his greyish skin and nearly black hair, he looked around, first at the pengiun, then at the fight inside the bar, then at the scrawny youth lying passed out in the middle of the parking lot.

"This isn't good." He runs over to to kid, and checks his pulse to make sure he's still alive, then carefully carries him to the truck and plops him inside, and noticing the large rifle sitting there, grabs it before closing the door. Taking off his gloves so he can better hold the weapon, he heads to the diner, mumbling strange words. His eyes gain a strange reflectance. and he suddenly can see through the smoke in the diner, as well as two previously inivisible figures, which strikes him as a little odd.

He aims the rifle through the window at a penguin, and pulls the trigger to see a bright flash, the penguin disappear as well as the window and a large section of the opposite wall, followed by a massive Boom.

Holy shit.........

_________________
DNI'd by BandMan2K


Top
 Profile  
 
 Post subject:
PostPosted: Sat Jul 31, 2004 7:21 pm 
Offline
Addict
User avatar

Joined: Mon Feb 16, 2004 12:55 am
Posts: 4234
Location: Somewhere over the Rainbow
::Skjie finishes his dinner under the table, the ruckus not affecting him in the least::

Ah, that certainly was a decent dinner, I should thank....hmm....Icy took us here? I wonder where he is?

::Skjie looks around::

Still not taken care of? I thought you all better than that. Oh well.

::Skjie notices Sherm and Wolfie duck into the kitchen::

Ah, the chef, I should go thank him.

::Skjie gets up and walks across the room, smacking away whatever wanders in his way::

Damn penguin infestation.

::In the back, Skjie follows the sound of Wolfie and Sherm's voices to the basement::

...AK47. When you absolutely gotta kill every....

::Wolfie and Sherm look up as Skjie descends the stairs. They both points guns at him::

Uh.......no? Guns away gentlemen, I came to thank the chef, but...

::Skjie looks around::

...Where you keep the bladed weaponry?

_________________
Remember, one always has what they need, nothing more, nothing less. Sometimes, we just don't know what we need.


Top
 Profile  
 
 Post subject:
PostPosted: Sat Jul 31, 2004 7:37 pm 
Offline
PostWhorePornStar
User avatar

Joined: Wed Jun 18, 2003 7:47 pm
Posts: 6152
Location: somewhere in Canada
Wolfie ran among the stacks, searching for sub machine guns and handguns. Can't handle the bigger guns. I'm just as likely to shoot my fellow passengers. Even if I could, telling them all to hit the floor wouldn't help, penguins are too short to spray at chest level. Need IR goggles, damn smoke grenades. He grabbed the weapons and goggles when he heard someone come down the stairs. Both he and Sherm pointed guns at the sound but lowered them when they saw it was Skjie.

"Uh.......no? Guns away gentlemen, I came to thank the chef, but... " Skjie looked around. "...where you keep the bladed weaponry?"

Sherm pointed to one of the corners of the basement when they heard a loud boom from ground level.

"Oh fuck, what now?"

He ran up the steps, leaving Sherm in the basement loading a gatling gun and Skjie looking at a variety of blades. Once back in the diner, he switched on the goggles and saw the outlines of everyone in the diner. He opened fire on the closest penguin shapes in controlled bursts as he advanced towards the group.


Top
 Profile  
 
 Post subject:
PostPosted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 12:56 am 
Offline
Addict
User avatar

Joined: Fri Dec 05, 2003 12:40 am
Posts: 1400
Location: Right Behind You
Sherm looks up from his reloading to see Tuck running down to find him. Tuck stops to catch his breath as he rests his hand on his knee and give the universal "just a second" indicator with his other.

"Who the hell are you and how did you get down here?" Sherm asked, with a less-than patient tone.

"No time for continuity-saving dialogue...Just answer me this: do you have any fish?"

_________________
Official punta' of the CoI


Top
 Profile  
 
 Post subject:
PostPosted: Sun Aug 01, 2004 1:06 am 
Offline
Addict
User avatar

Joined: Sat Dec 14, 2002 5:00 pm
Posts: 2581
Grunting and putting down, the penguin, still giving a quick once over to make sure it didn't have anything on it and began to look around.

Everynow and then a penguin would come by either walking or having been thrown, Indigo casually and not really paying too much attention to it, broke their necks and continued to look around. "I don't like this bro, there are a lot of paranormals around, reminds me of a few years ago" he whispered to Ezelek absent mindendly stroking a gloved right hand, then something took his attention, with a quick double click he used a few hand signals to indicate what he had seen.

"Indy?"

"Yeah?"

"I can't see what your doing, if anything, your cloaked"

Looking down and pulling a sheepish grin "Oh yeah, anyway, the diner owner, he just let some guys out back, this looks bad, we may want to find a more secure position" Pulling out a small hand gun and chambering it, he slid himself along the wall, silently as he was visible, and thought to himself, *#Where the fuck are we?*


Top
 Profile  
 
 Post subject:
PostPosted: Tue Aug 10, 2004 9:37 pm 
Offline
Addict
User avatar

Joined: Fri Dec 05, 2003 12:40 am
Posts: 1400
Location: Right Behind You
*Tuck returns from the pantrarmory to find that very little has changed since he left. Dissarray abounds and the like. If Tuck felt like a more poetic-minded person he would have spent paragraphs speaking on the colors and sounds. The dualtoned birds occasionally exploding into salmon hues and such, but alas, he was more conscerned with the task at hand. Salmon, however, still prevailed in the next sentance out of his mouth:*

"Hey, Artic Tuxfuckers! Salmon's on."

It should be stated at this point that the penguins reguarded the previous phrase in a normally rare form of one word at a time instead of the customary phrase interperatation. It seems the chaos and speed of enhanced pengin thought broke the sentance down into it's lower elements, so the sentance went thusly

"Hey" general address, seemingly directed at us, the hive-penguins

"Artic" Common misnomer, we're more known from the Antartic, but can also be found in one of 17 worldwide locations

"Tuxfuckers" Now, that's just right out. We don't even like linux and that fat bastard's been riding the electronic gravy train way too long. Giving us real hyper intelligent foul a bad name.

"Salmon's" What he's holding aloft. Bobbing to and fro... Succulent... Salmon colored... numnumnum

"On" ...(they didn't bother to wait for the "on" bit.)

The next phrase, however was heard by all in the room.

"OH SHI..!"

_________________
Official punta' of the CoI


Top
 Profile  
 
 Post subject:
PostPosted: Sat Aug 21, 2004 5:39 am 
Offline
Addict
User avatar

Joined: Sat Dec 14, 2002 5:00 pm
Posts: 2581
Hearing the sudden outburst from Tuck, Indigo watched the squat death birds all turn towards him and leap to be the first to take the succulent fish from his person. They all flew at him at a phenominal rate. Indigo watched as they were about to maul him and tried to figure the best way to save him, "I can't" he thought to himself "I can't shoot, I couldn't get them all, and I may get him, I..." He hurridly thought as they closed in on their prey, Indigo fought in his mind to come up with a soluthion, time slowing, watching the distorted face of horror slowly appear on the penguins food holder, then he felt it, a feeling which he had been bereft of for what seemed like him to have been an eternity, flowing through him, different some how, he could sense that. Different but good.

He stood as quick as he could holding a hand out he twisted his hand and made a fist.

Everything was silent, no noise, no breathing, not even the slight movement in the air. Nothing penetrated the ears of Indigo as he stood in amazement at what he had done. Beyond his clenched fist were the Penguins, suspended in the air, motionlessly pointing at Tuck. Indigo's expression of shock lingered on his darkened face, when a quick flick of a smile flashed on the side of his mouth as with another quick flick of his wrist he made a sweeping gesture turning him around, the penguins quickly flew along the path of his sweep clashing against the walls, smashing windows and hitting people not fast enough to duck. Penguins cannoned out through the front of the window onto the street followed by a floating figure, arms outstretched. Tensing his arms slightly cars and other vehicles began to lift all along the street, "AHH HA HA HA HA HAAAAAA!!! IT'S BACK!!" He screamed amidts the flying metel, twisting and churning together, liquifying and solidifying, forming miscillanious shapes and forms, "IT'S BACK!" he yelled once more as bricks and mortar began to be torn from the buildings in the vicinity joining the swirling mass around Indigo. "My power, it, it's back" Indigo said to himself bearly holding back the tears of pure joy "I, I never thought I would get it back, I always thought....but, it's different..." His brow furrowed in confusion as he looked around him and noticed for the first time what was around him "By the....this is impossible" he uttered "this can't be, there must be nearly....200 tonnes, but I can't feel it." The smile returned, more apparently "It's nothing, I can manipulate it like nothing. I'm...."He felt something behind him and turned to look down at the shop from which he had just exited...


Top
 Profile  
 
 Post subject:
PostPosted: Mon Aug 30, 2004 8:08 pm 
Offline
PostWhorePornStar
User avatar

Joined: Wed Jun 18, 2003 7:47 pm
Posts: 6152
Location: somewhere in Canada
With everyone's efforts occupying the other penguins, eventually the path between Wolfie and the leader cleared. He raised both SMGs and unloaded every round he had left in the magazines. The penguin's face moved wildly, like it was facing down every bullet to focus on it. Each bullet stopped in front of the penguin before falling to the ground. As his guns clicked emptily, he heard a loud voice behind him scream.

"MOVE!"

Wolfie leapt to the side and looked backwards. He saw Sherm hauling the heavy gatling gun and aiming it directly at the leader. He pulled the trigger and sent a stream of rounds flying at him. The penguin twitched wildly with the effort of stopping every bullet that would have hit him and left an odd outline on the wall behind him. When he saw the penguin was occupied, Wolfie ran behind Sherm and grabbed a grenade. Hoping that the penguin would be too busy stopping shots to take care of the explosive, Wolfie pulled the pin and rolled the grenade towards the penguin. God I hope Sherm doesn't hit it. It successfully exploded at the penguin's feet and blasted the pieces out one of the broken windows.


Top
 Profile  
 
 Post subject:
PostPosted: Fri Dec 24, 2004 12:26 pm 
Offline
Addict
User avatar

Joined: Sat Dec 14, 2002 5:00 pm
Posts: 2581
...

...

"Hmm..." He thought to himself, "I could have sworn I heard something. Meh"

Dropping the random assorment of street that he had picked up, Indigo floated down what remained gradually evaporating into the background, scratching his bum...


Top
 Profile  
 
Display posts from previous:  Sort by  
Post new topic Reply to topic  [ 155 posts ]  Go to page Previous  1 ... 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

All times are UTC - 8 hours [ DST ]


Who is online

Users browsing this forum: No registered users and 1 guest


You cannot post new topics in this forum
You cannot reply to topics in this forum
You cannot edit your posts in this forum
You cannot delete your posts in this forum
You cannot post attachments in this forum

Search for:
Jump to:  
cron
Powered by phpBB © 2000, 2002, 2005, 2007 phpBB Group