ZOMBIE FORUMS

Darkie was caught unaware by the sudden tilt and careen of the van, having focused her concentration on tearing purple paint from the nearest door. Why someone would chose to paint their car such a revolting shade of lavender was beyond her, but it didn't grace her mind too long as she was soon graciously removed from the uncomfortable seat in the aisle, to a much more soothing position against the front passenger seat.

Somewhere amongst the lavender leather seat she heard Shinjiro's mutterings.

She patted him on the head.

/me sits atop the truck, snickering. Two women, dressed rather scantily, and faces obscured by masks, stand at alert beside him. Still in a daze, he looks at on of the women.

"Thank you, Narumi. I owe you."

"Hai, Koneko-sama."

"Now you and Yuki go. I'll pay more attention this time."

"Hai."

The two ninja-hos walk forward, and blur into nothingness.

H-Kat sits patiently until the tow is completed, and then pulls out a piece and packs it.

"I think, this time, I'll sit in the truck."

Tuck looked up slightly, admidst a mixture of sobs and purrs from the head patting, to see the abandoned spot of knee-wet where a derilect was once licking...

Tuck looks up at Darkie

"What is Harold Cat gone to?"

Clay sat on top of his trailer, smoking a cigar and watching the fun.

What an odd collection. he thought. This should be fun.

Clay situated his armchair on the top of the trailer and bolted it in place.

"There, that will do nicely, off we go then."

Grey glanced at the collection of oddballs in the van. All people he knew by some degree. Some idoits, some villians yet to be exposed, some diamonds in the rough. One tratiorus ex-lover.

Grey narrowed his eyes

"Those here who I really know... aint worth knowing. Looks like I'm in this to get what I can for myself"

Grey aimed to be a millionaire before the month was over. By pretty much any means nessicary. If that ment screwing over some of these people.. HOPEFULLY a couple of these people, all the better.

Grey grinned a sadisic, secret smile and whispered to himself

"Lets go forth, my expendable comrades. Let us fight together, for me"

Caught by surpise by Ancient, Chris is quite unhappy at nearly being compeltely disrobed. As Anceint steals his truck to save the van, he graps another shirt from the truck, covering up his unnatural thinness, and the bulges of unknown stuff in his jeans

He mutters a bunch, then lights up a cancer stick while watching.

Dammit, today is not a good day. I've got no reflexes at all

He takes another deep draw from the cig.

Ahhh, thats better. I can think clearer now. Maybe I can avoid loosing more shirts

He watches the turn of events, wondering if the cheap rope can take the strain it's being subjected to.

"Look at what you've done!" ptlis shouts. "You could have gotten us killed!"

"You're the one trying to steal my car! If youd've just given me the wheel when I grabbed it instead of struggling for it like some kind of suicidal idiot, this would have never happened!"

"Hey, You were sitting around doing nothing... I wanted to leave! And I bet this van isn't even yours anyway."

"Okay, fine, I might have... obtained it from someone. But if I went to the effort of stealing it, killing the owner, and eating-"

"What?"

*awkward silence*

"Er, I mean, if I went to the effort of procuring the car, I deserve to drive it."

"Uh... Yeah... whatever. What were you saying about killing and eating?"

"Uhm... Wait a minute..." I need to distract him somehow. Thinking quickly, Icy runs back to the van, currently almost back on level ground, and ruffles through his backpack, pulling out a bong, some bottled water, and a bag of weed.

ptlis, h-kat, and several others instantly dart toward Icy.




Meanwhile, a dozen ninja crouch behind a nearby boulder, waiting for their chance to strike.

Once the van was pulled back to level ground, Wolfie looked around. He could see ptlis and Icy arguing about something and decided to leave them alone. He picked up whatever scraps fell out of the cart and looked back. Icy had pulled out a bong and a bag of weed, causing several of the passengers to converge on him. This will take a while. He shook his head and flicked his wrist, sending out a welding torch. He headed back to the van and started installing more armour plating to the sides and underneath it.

::still sitting in the very bck of the van, not preturbed by it's almost decent::

Ya know Grey, I can hear you from back here. And don't think I'm going to be a part of whatever you got planned.

As Chaos looked at the van, slowly being pulled out of the cliff, he saw the rope beginning to fray, but also at a rate that would allow for the van to be pulled up.
I guess we'll be ok, well, mostly. Chaos took off his sunglasses and let his eyes glow in the daylight. He turned his head and looked right at one of the hidden ninjas in the eyes.
I remember the days when I thought I was good. Knowing this group, we'll be ok. No fun in spoiling the surprise...

After pulling the truck to safety, Ancient found another extra shirt in the truck and stole it as well. Sitting untop of the truck's roof, he started chewing on sugar cane. Looking at some rock Is that a... "NINJA!!!"

Leaping off the car, Ancient tackled hugged the ninja before it could draw it's sword. Still in a vicelike bear hug, he brought the ninja back to Chaos "Chaos looky looky, I found a ninja! Can I keep him? Please Please Please?!" The ninja, turning blue from lack of oxygen, struggled to escape. "I Surrender! My buddies are behind that rock! Shoot me, stab me, whatever, just GET THIS THING OFF OF ME!!!"

"Oh great. That can't be good."

From the side of the feild a batch of ninjas jump up yelling individual battle cries as they go to help their distressed and dishonoured brother.

ptlis is distracted by the bong and bag of weed just long enough for icy to scramble out of reach. As he spins around to lunge towards icy a glint of light in the corner of his eye catches his attention; he turns away from icy, the wreck of the truck and the rest of the expatriates and looks towards the boulder nearby.

"Hmm".

By this point icy had realised ptlis attention was focused elsewhere and had begun slowly walking towards him, worried this was some kind of ruse to trick him into getting him closer so ptlis could give him a good hard smack in the face. Icy and ptlis advance towards the boulder cautiously and suddenly a ninja darts out and starts gesturing silently behind him, next thing they know the ball of colour, energy and love which is Ancient is throwing himself towards the ninja, tackling it to the ground and suffocation it with his love.

With its last breath the ninja gasps "I Surrender! My buddies are behind that rock! Shoot me, stab me, whatever, just GET THIS THING OFF OF ME!!!"

ptlis and icy, amused by this scene put their differences aside and stride towards Ancient and the unlucky ninja, ptlis prising them apart and icy checking the ninja’s pulse.

“He’s okay, unconscious but fine… I think”.

As Ancient and icy talk together ptlis continues to walk towards the boulder wondering what such a large piece of Gneiss was doing in an area which is composed almost entirely of sedimentary rocks. He walk around the back to check that there are no other nasty surprises lurking back there and thankfully there are non, but as he is back there he hears shouting and commotion coming from the direction of icy’s smashed up truck. ptlis quickly finishes the circuit of the boulder coming into view of the scene which has broken out, ten or so ninja’s attacking the party, Ancient and Icy running towards them and then ptlis realises that this ninja was merely a diversion; explaining why the first ninja was so easy to subdue. ptlis sets off hot on the heals of Ancient and Icy…

ptlis

Chris already had a drawn pistol by the time the first ninja appeared into view, and shot what appeared to be a laser of some sort into the ninjas head, cleanly removing it with a loud *bang*

The next ninjas where a little quicker, dodging several shots, which left fair size holes in stuff wherever they hit, before one bit the dust via missing chest, and then the ninjas had reached the group.

"Ummm, later guys!" Chris calls out as he runs for his truck.

A lone bong rolled out from under the rock that PTLIS was inspecting and rolled right under his feet.

As he picked it up, he heard a voice in his head.

"Smoke this bowl, as it is my flesh. Do this in rememberence of me."

ptlis pauses mid-stride, the unmistakable smell of good weed catching his attention, he spins around and sees the bong, already primed, which has rolled from under the boulder. As he stoops to retrieve it from the sand a voice from his past whispers into his ear:

“Smoke this bowl, as it is my flesh. Do this in remembrance of me."

As ptlis inhales the holy herb his perception of reality is altered; the world slows and his vision becomes more vivid, he glances back at the carnage behind him and sees the ninja are closing in on his comrades and only Chris had noticed; everyone else being too busy, the stoners arguing over Icy’s bong, wolfie fixing armour plating to the van (A-Team style) and Chaos staring into space. As ptlis pulls the Desert Eagle from the waistband of his pants he sees Chris decapitate one ninja and blowing a hole the size of a soccer ball in the chest of another as well as blowing several holes of varying dimensions in the surrounding area, one passing less than a foot from his head.

Chris, realising the ninja were upon the group turned around to beat a hasty retreat not realising that there was a ninja hot on his heels, as the ninja pounced upon him ptlis levelled the handgun aiming for the ninja’s head. As it landed on Chris’ back ptlis squeezed the trigger. 158grams of metal accelerated to 450m/s impacts on the back of ninja’s skull, killing him instantly, the body landing onto of Chris, the dead weight pinning him to the ground. This series of events occurs in less than a second but ptlis’ perception of it made it much longer and more vivid, he falls to his knees, the sand absorbing the impact.

”…again.”

ptlis

Wait for it, wait for it...

A lone Ninja Star flew in Chaos' direction...

Now

Chaos spun around deflecting the ninja star with his arm blade sheath, sending the ninja star to the sender... when he saw something that filled him with pure rage.

"HOW THE FUCK DID YOU..."

He suddenly chased after one of the ninjas, the ninja saw him coming but holding off the enraged Chaos was like holding back the wind. It was only a matter of moments before Chaos had the ninja pinned against the wall and a single object in his hand.

"WHERE THE FUCK DID YOU GET THIS!!! TELL ME NOW!!!"

The ninja pressed his little finger between his thumb and hand, breaking a cyanide tablet hidden there. Chaos cursed himself for being so unperceptive. "I will take the secret to the afterlife, Dog!"

Chaos dropped the corpse and turned around, studying the lone Ninja Cookie in his hands...

After the ninja collapsed in his hug, Ancient looked around for more to hug. When he saw them, he let out a whoop of joy. "Ancient, these are bad ninjas. You must take them out for love." Ancient looked around and noticed Icy next to him. "Aww, but they look so cute, must I?" "Yes."

With a shrug, Ancient pulled out his machete and engaged the nearest ninja. Then ensuing fight took a long, long while.

After hearing the commotion behind him, Wolfie turned around.

"What the hell-"

His question was interrupted by a loud agonizing scream coming from a ninja that had appeared behind him. Wolfie looked down and saw that he forgot to turn off the welding torch and had burned the ninja's stomach. After seeing the other passengers start killing the other ninja, he decided to go with it and thrust the torch into the ninja's face. He ran off screaming while clutching at his burned face. He adjusted the valves on the small torch, producing a blue flame almost a meter in length. He then picked up a large metal plate for a shield and went after the closest ninja.

'Hehehe.. I'm seein' ninja...'

H-Kat pulls out his .44, and gives it a squeeze. A chunk of the Ninja's shoulder turns into a red mist, and the killer screams.

'...

Oh, fuck, they're real. Yuki! Narumi! Help the others!'

Only one of the girls appear.

'Koneko-san. We encountered them on the other side. We killed all we could. Narumi is dead.'

H-Kat fires off a few shots as he contemplates this.

'Fuck. Stay on this side, Yuki. Help the others. I'll send for others.'

He pulls out his cell phone, and dials.

'Dimitri, we need help. Bad.'

He hangs up, and launches himself at a ninja sneaking up on Icy.

-Kitty