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At 12/18/07 10:24 AM, jackripperz wrote:

At 12/18/07 06:16 AM, Lord-Floyd wrote: Chief:Hey mike,what happeding out there?

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WTF?Why do people always spam?Get out if you dont wanna join.And if you want to join,dont do something stupid like this ever again.

((I just PMed a mod to remove it if he could. It's not too big of a deal. But I'm fucking sick of this shit, and I'm not taking it anymore. So there.))

Thumbs up to you Dragon.Right posting time.

Zeke saluted joseph in a casual way and lifted Matthew into the APC.He talked to Matthew and what he said was important.

Zeke:Matthew,The colonel gave you those smoke grenades.It's important you don't lose them.You have to throw them when the time is right,if you don't.......we're all dead.Once you've thrown the smoke grenades you have to stay with me,if you get lost i won't be able to help you.We have to stop anyone from escaping.That means living and dead.No one gets away.

Matthew:What if i fail?,what if i get lost Zeke?.I don't want to die.

Zeke smiled at Matthew with reassurance and confidence.

Zeke:You won't die and you won't screw up.You'll be fine.We'll be back at the base before you know it.Then everything will get better.I promise.

Matthew:Okay Zeke,but only if you'll be by my side.

Zeke:I'll be there.

Zeke clambered onto the APC and helped the rest of the LSS on board.There was one seat left and it was left empty.It was nick's seat,he was still there,he was still part of the squad even though he was dead.He was with them.

"This is familiar. . " Duran said, mentioning back of how Hurok and he got to Kiev back in Ukraine. " ''ah." Hurok said, looking at his hands. Now as Grey as concrete, Hurok had sloppily wrapped them up in bandages earlier before they got in the APC. "Quit worrying." Duran said, pushing on Hurok's shoulder. They both smiled at each other, even though somber was present in both. "" ' 'is' ''at 'il 'al'os 'e''o'." Hurok said. After a moment of figuring it out, Duran said "He's alive, as well as. . wait a minute, where did Yuri go?" Duran asked. Hurok shrugged his shoulders. " ''ere 'i' 'u'i 'o a'yw'ay?" "I remember him arrive to this general place with us, but that was about it." Duran rubbed his stained chin. "Joseph, you got any idea what happened to Yuri?" Duran looked over at Joseph, one eyebrow raised.

((It's so hard to write Hurok's sentences.))

((I cant understand what Hurok says...Does he has that accent like that coach in Adam Sandler's Movie Waterboy?))

((Im having a writer's block.I need and inspiration!Give me a link to some!Any good anime,zombie movie,zombie RPG,Zombie novels or something similar!))

Read the zombie survival guide,then you'll have inspiration.

Better yet,read this thread from page 1.that'll give you a lot of ideas.

At 12/19/07 03:44 AM, jackripperz wrote: ((I cant understand what Hurok says...Does he has that accent like that coach in Adam Sandler's Movie Waterboy?))

((Through an unlikely series of events, Hurok doesn't have a bottom jaw. Thusly, the way he talks.))

((Well I'm going to get this bus moving...))

As Jak sat next to Joseph, the rest of the team in seats behind the duo. They mostly looked out the ports on the sides with steady eyes, all battle hardened veterans, except for Mathew, who seemed rather nervous with the smoke bombs in his hands being rolled over and over again, covered with a small layer of palm sweat. Jak looked back at the kid, he knew how it was like for him when he was younger, feeling like the whole world was staring you down, waiting for you to slip up so they could cast their daggered stares of shun at you. Looking back at the kid with his bullet proof mask flipped up, Jak gave a frieldly smile to the kid. In a low voice, barely autiable to the other cargo occupants Jak said.

"Hey there. Look...Mat, your not going to mess up man. Even if you do, who cares?"

Jak gave a small shrug at the end and another smirk which was very friendly, one that made people people relax.

"I mean, if you don't it's not like the worlds going to end any more than it is right? Hah!" "Look all you have to do is pull a little pin, unless you think that pin is better than you? What I do when I start to lose doubt, I look at those retarded corpses and I show 'em that I'm better than them, show everyone that you are better than them, make 'em seath with loathing, that's the greatest payment right there." "Like the saying goes, "Staying happy might not make everything right, but it'll piss enough people off to make it all worth it.".

Mathew seemed to lighten up at the joke, looking up at Jak with a small smirk.

"You know Jak, you're a nice guy, I hope you make it." Mat' said.

"And I you, after this we ALL are going to get drunk." "I'm not even worried about dying, what's the point, just make the best of your time and try to show everyone that you're better than what they think of you."

As the ACP started up Jak straightened in his seat, if I do die I'm makin' those ghouls pay for their meal, he thought to himself.

((Blue, if you're bored, you can write the story of the main battle while you wait. :D))

This was it. The driver shouted, "10 minutes ETA! Get your shit together, we're almost there!" Joseph checked his ammo, and just to be safe, attached the bayonet to his AK-47. Minutes passed in utter silence. All of a sudden, explosions rocked the area around them. "Mortars!" yelled the driver, as he started evasive action.

Then, they stopped. "We can't get any closer! They have mines!" yelled the driver. "GO GO GO!!" The roar of the .50 caliber machine gun on top giving cover fire was heard. The door at the back was flung open, and the light rushed in.

Immediately, Matthews tossed out the smoke canisters. "This kid knows his stuff." thought Joseph. All over, the Marines were tossing out canisters of their own, and disembarking as well. A smoke barrier masked the attacking force, which was all well, as tracers from machine guns cut through the fog.

Major Kenneth materialized beside him. Joseph shouted, "WE NEED TO TAKE OUT THOSE GUNS BEFORE WE ADVANCE!!" Kenneth nodded. He beckoned to 3 marines. "SCOUT AHEAD!!" they nodded, and disappeared into the fog. 2 minutes later, the Abrams pair followed. 5 ear splitting shots later, most of the guns fell silent.

"PUSH FORWARD!" yelled Kenneth, and the Marines launched themselves forward with an earsplitting yell. The LSS followed. He finally had his first glimpse of the Bio-Tech facility. It was a large military facility, which was now missing 5 large chunks from the upper floors. They had learned they can't win the fight outside.

However, they had found a substantial strike force had left to weed them out. Apparently they hadn't expected the Marines to be so close, as some of them made noises of surprise. The Marines got off the first devastating volley, wiping out most of them in a hail of bullets and grenades. Joseph nodded Jak forward. The entrance was theirs, time to make their presence known.

BOOOMM!!

They were in. The Marines stayed at the breach site, and started digging in. They weren't going anywhere anytime soon. Zeke and Matthew ran to the left, towards the Research Division. Joseph looked at the map, conveniently located on the wall. 9th Floor, Chief President.

That's where he was going.

Zeke and Matthew slowly walked through the corridors of the research lab.If this was a case like the one in tokeyo,there were surprises around every corner.Zeke stopped and fitted a silencer on his magnum.He did the same fro Matthew.
He mimed to Matthew to stay still while Zeke looked around the corner.Matthew nodded.

Zeke peered around the corner.He saw two mercs and three higher class Zeds.All in a panic from the quick entrance the Allied forces made.Zeke leaned back quickly,then counted to three.
1.....2......3

Zeke spun round and fired into the two mercs,they fell instantly.The zeds were shocked and started to fire.Though they were of a higher class they still couldn't aim.Zeke downed two of them with headshots and whackd the final to the ground.He grabbed the shotgun off his back and pointed it to the Zed .

Zeke:Where are the scientists?,Is there anything else here?,Are there prisoners?

The Zed smiled and spoke in broken words.

:Scientists.....everywhere,........exper iments.........everwhere..........prison ers.......not any more.

Zeke cocked his shotgun and fired at point blank into the Zed.It's head exploded.

Zeke:Matthew come one.There might still be some surviviors.

Zeke heard supressed shots come from around the corner and ran.

Matthew:Zeke,they're coming.Help

Zeke reloaded the shotgun and dashed in front of Matthew.He stared upon three dead scientists,Matthew had taken them down.He also saw more scientists and creatures.just like the one which had taken out his squad in London.But there was more than one this time.

One of the scientists spoke.

:So,Zeke of the infamous Last Stand Squad.We meet at again.

Zeke:What do you mean again?.

:Remember Tokeyo?.You should have killed us all,but you let us live.Such a bad mistake.now were stronger and dangerous.

The scientist held up a syringe and injected the contents into his arm.He fell to his knees and then suddenly transformed into one of those creatures.It made sense now.The girls that had taken his squad out was once just a girl,they experimented on her,made her a monster.That's why there were prisoners.

Zeke:You dare turn your backs on your own species.You deserve death and nothing more.

The rest of the scientists injected themselves and too transformed.They ran towards Zeke and Matthew,running along the walls like beasts screaming wanting blood.They would not get it.

Zeke:Come on then,make my day.

Zeke fired his shotgun..........

((I'm not bored, just addicted to SomethingAwful (and at the risk of getting my ass kicked, I'll say this: DOESN'T HOLD A CANDLE TO NEWGROUNDS!!!! Please don't murder me, Tom, I'm too young to die!) and Super Mario RPG. Yay for emulators. Anyways, time for what's going on inside the facility, and in the mind of Dr. McFuckpants.))

((I really don't have a life.))

The Doc was angry. He was usually happy. Why shouldn't he be happy on this super, super day! One of the special ones to experiment on, brought, unfortunately dead, by Security Cheif Imago. But, a little tweaking and the dear boy was alive and kicking. His exposure to the various viral strains had altered his cells on a basic level. Of course, at this point, he was not unique. Thousands, maybe tens of thousands were developing this level of immunity to the viral strains. Trace amounts in the air acted as a natural vaccine, as the virus wasn't meant to be airborne. It was substantially weakened by the time it entered a new host, weak enough to be fought off, and it allowed the host full immunity to the virus. Worse still, as the viral particles altered mitochondrial DNA, the blueprints for the antibodies would be passed on. Within one generation, the entire human race would be immune to the virus.

So, the Doc was pretty pissed off.

However....

Since the dear lad had been infected with the base strain, as well as a modified and another couple mutated strains, all of these at once, through a needle stick and a bite, his DNA had become very malluable (sp?) to his methods. He was indeed the perfect genetic test subject. There would be no altering his form, no, he was too far along in the immunity process for that particular viral effect to work. At best, his eyes would go red like they always do in the initial stages.

But who says red eyes were unattractive?

Even though he couldn't change, he could still be controlled. Maybe not by a Controller, but they always had....her.

A technician came sprinting up to the Doc as this particular train of thought pulled into the station. "Doc! Status report! The LSA (Last Stand Alliance, a name I think is good for our new, larder group, as it's more than just a squad now, no? But the LSS is still a seperate entity, if that makes sense...) has breached our forces! Leaders are reporting Z-conversion at less than 5%. Casualties are nearing critical mass. Once they're wiped out, all we have is the inside defences!"

"Calm yourself, little moth. Our inside human and Zed defences will buy us enough time to activate and send out our other...assets. Besides, my precious Angel of Death is nearly ready. Just a few more minutes, and I'll send him to deal with the LSS core of the LSA. No doubt they will be so pleased to see their friend. Now, begone, I must finish the battle subroutines."

----Several battle subroutine programming minutes later (ya, I'm lazy)----

Nick opened his newly coloured-red eyes. He was different looking then the Nick that had died on the rooftop in Germany. All the hair on his body was gone, and his head hair was now white as snow. All defining marks were gone from his body, his skin unblemished by anything, and nearly as pale as his hair. The Doc's image of human purity.

No one said the Doc was stable. ((Especially not me.))

"Now tell me child, who am I.", the Doc inquried.

Nick, version 2.0, replied, "My father."

"Good. Now, activate subroutine, authorization: Doc, The; code alpha victor 22653."

"Authorization accepted. Select subroutine." Nick said, his eyes suddenly glazing over, as though something inhuman was now using him as a puppet.

"Playdate."

"Acknowledged."

"Proceed to checkpoint one, await targets, then engage. Lethal, and deblilating injuries forbidden. Hurt them, but allow them to proceed, I can't let you hog all the fun dear boy."

"Yes, father." Nick turned, and left, a slave to the Doc's bidding.

----Meanwhile----

Joseph finished pruning the plant that had tried to throttle him. A bayonet wasn't as good as a substitute for garden shears, but it still sliced the fuck out them when need be.

Motioning to his sqaud, he went through the next door in front of him, and suddenly found himself inside a huge steel room. Viewing boxes were ringing the top parts of the room. Inside were figures that were wearing very expensive suits. Bio-Tech brass.

A voice rang out, "Hello LSS and LSA members. I am The Doc, and I am most certainly smarter than you." Laughter. "Now, I'd like you to hearken back to a time when your dear friend, Nick O'Reilly lost his life, and a pound of flesh to boot!"

Joseph gritted his teeth in fury, "Shut up you insane fuckwit! Come down here before I come up there and drag you down by your insides!"

"Temper, temper. Besides, look who's here, it's my son!"

A hole opened in the ceiling, nearly 60 feet above the soldiers' heads. A figure wearing a black cloak dropped down, alighting effortlessly upon the ground. He stood up, revealing a black body suit which looked a decade beyond what the US Army had in R&D. The figure swept back its hood, revealing a changed face, but one everyone knew very well.

"Hello, Joseph." said Nick, shaking out his white hair, and arching an white eyebrow over a red eye, while slowly drawing a smile across his pale face. "Did you miss me?"

((So, yeah, quick points I'd like to say:

1.) LSA (Last Stand Alliance) as a name for the army. Yay, or nay. LSS is still in effect for us, however, the player characters. LSA is for NPCs.

2.) The Doc, is he not loveably insane?

3.) Cake = good.

Thank you.))

((Man,this sucks...i have to go to a wedding which i have and its still not over coz i have to send couple somewhere else now!But the damn problem is i cant post here coz i cant bring my damn Laptop!Now that sucks..

I'm gonna post right now so try your best to view my writing in Cinematic style with the upper and lower screen have that two black bars thingy.i think its called Widescreen.

Sorry for jumping in at the last minute.))

Jack ran through the crowd of zombies by shooting at point blank.He wanted to get to Joseph after hearing his shout echoed the halls.He feared that he would miss the fun part.When he finally got there,he slid,stopped at the side of a wall and aimed.Until he saw what Joseph was shouting at.

((Is Nick big?))

Jack-Thats one big Yeti.I guess you really can trust people who sucks on asphalt all the time.

((Fuck!I gotta go!There's a fucking emergency happening and i have to disconnect!I think its a fire but i dont have time!God why does this happen now!OMG!))

At 12/23/07 11:52 PM, jackripperz wrote:

((Is Nick big?))

((No, he's still 5' 10" or whatever the average male height is. Just his physical appearance has changed. So he's not a Yeti. Because, y'know Nick actually exists. Sorta.))

((Hey everyone, sorry for not posting. I was at my dad's for the last couple days, and now I heading to Illinios so I don't know how long a time of comp availablility I'll have. Anyway I try to think up a post during to damned 5 hour trip *blanch*.))

((Hey guys remember my last post about an emergency and me going panicking and all that?Well i was at a cyber cafe and i paid to play for 3 hours when all of a sudden,2 fireworks factory behind the shop exploded!It also hit the paper factory and the tyre factory.

No one was killed except for rats and mices.Some suffered minor injuries while i never even got to play for 3 hours!However i think i was one of the few who saw the best fireworks-paper-tyre factory fires ever!

How do i spell tyre?The spelling system says my spelling of tyre is wrong.

Im hungry.i'm gonna eat breakfast now.

Yours Truly,Jack Von Striden Ripperz.

Must be really hungry...

Id like to join pl0x

Ng account :Roxim6
Age : 18
Chars name:Roxim
Chars age : 21
Location: Mall
Weapon: A combat knife and a 9mm Custom
Brief bio: Roxim was a cop for a while then he turned into a merc, evantually the Creatures came, and he survived only barely due to his expierence in the field.

argh dont kill me but i forget his apperance : Tall, Immaculate white dreadlocks with blood red tips, Blood red eyes, 5"4, and a runners physique

Hey, even though like 90 pages have gone by, could I perhaps join?

At 12/28/07 08:08 PM, roxim6 wrote: Blood red eyes,

This isn't anime.

At 12/31/07 12:56 AM, Lemonator wrote: Hey, even though like 90 pages have gone by, could I perhaps join?

You coulda just posted the profile and we'd see if you pass.

Oh, and add those ()'s to my post.

We're moving pretty slow this week eh?Oh well.One more day to 2008!Happy New Year!

I hope the new Survival RPG will have better weapons,zombies,characters and of course storyline!

I wish you all a happy new year as well.

Jack,remember.The new story is going to be about survival.That means a weapon is anything you can find.It's going to be pretty damm realistic.And i'm sure there are members that have some great ideas.I know i have.

I'm posting another section as well.

The shells from th cartridge destroyed the closest creature's face but it just got up and screamed with rage from the incident.They grew ever closer.

Zeke:Matthew run,quick before it's to late.

Matthew:But...

Zeke:~RUN NOW,thats an order,I'll follow soon.

Whether Zeke would follow or not was not important for the moment for he had a job to do.

Zeke:Come on you rejected creatures of Eden,Show me what you can do.

Zeke fired his shotgun as quick as he could,Adrenaline overpowered his conscience.He ran towards the creatures,firing as he went.The shotgun ran empty.He grabbed the hot barrel,not caring about the heat and the pain it brought.He clubbed the closest monster until it didn't get up again.The walls were coated with the creature's blood and flesh.

The next creature quickly jumped and threw Zeke across the hall and into the wall,He spat the blood from his mouth and got to his teeth.He looked around quickly.He saw Matthew firing wildly at the monsters.

Zeke:Matthew,I told you to run.

Matthew:You needed help.

The creatures got closer to Matthew who ignored Zekes screams.One of the creatures spoke.

:If we can't kill you quickly Zeke,we'll torture you instead.We'll make you watch your friend die.

The creature lunged forward and grabbed Matthew hard.The creature ran out of sight leaving Zeke to deal with the rest.

Zeke:i swear,if you even hurt him i'll kill you with my bare hands.I'll kill every last goddam one of you.

He ran towards them,with his revolver in hand aiming carefully for the heads of the creatures.

Zeke:Now you shall feel the true force of the LSS,you will die.

Joseph stepped forward. "Keep moving. I'll take him on." Jak nodded, and ran off the other direction with the squad. "Why am I getting such a big sense of Deja Vu? Maybe because you've done this 3 times already, you dumbasses." He raised his assault rifle. "It didn't work then, it won't work now."

He sprayed the viewing glasses with fire. Even though it was bullet proof, most inside ducked for cover. Except, of course, the Doc. "Waste of your time and my time. I'd like to conduct a more entertaining experiment." Before he even realized Nick had moved, he was nearly in front of Joseph. Joseph's eyes widened in surprise

CLANG!

The clash of steel on steel rang through the air, as Joseph barely managed to parry Nick's combat knife with his bayonet. The force of the engagement pushed Joseph back, sliding, but still on his feet. He raised his rifle, and fired at him. Nick moved so fast, it was hard to track him, let alone shoot him.

Nick got close to him again, but the engagement was much different. The assault rifle was knocked away, and Joseph reeled away with a long gash on his cheek. Nick followed, but again, the flow of battle turned, as Joseph successfully predicted his approach. Nick's attack left him with nothing but a boot to the face.

Joseph knew he couldn't win this. From his back pocket, he retrieved an object that the General gave him before they departed. He held it in his left hand, combat knife in his right. "Come on, one more time, winner takes all." He taunted. "Come on, take the damn bait." He thought.

He did. Joseph knew he had but a split second to achieve this. He tossed his combat knife at Nick's face seconds before they hit. Nick easily deflected it, and stabbed Joseph in the chest with his knife. However, as this happened, Joseph unveiled his secret weapon: He jabbed a syringe into his neck. Nick's eyes widened, and Joseph took the opportunity to kick him away.

"Like that? It's a fun little prototype our scientists have cooked up. We have more, but this'll spell the end for you Bio-Tech tards."

"We have the anti-virus." With that, he fell unconscious...

Since that was so short, BONUS CHAPTER!!

Joseph and Jak stared at Nick. "We'll handle this." said Joseph. The squad leader said, "We'll take the long way." and exited through the side door. Nic, Jak, and Joseph all shrugged off their flak vests, and Joseph and Jak ignited their lightsabers. Nick grinned, and slowly pulled out his, a double bladed model.

(NEERRRDD!!!)

BONUS CHAPTER!!

Joseph and Jak stared at Nick. "We'll handle this." said Joseph. The squad leader said, "We'll take the long way." and exited through the side door. Nic, Jak, and Joseph all shrugged off their flak vests, and Joseph and Jak ignited their lightsabers. Nick grinned, and slowly pulled out his, a double bladed model.

Ah so funny."Joseph, i am your father.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooo.Wait what?

Ah good times.

At 1/1/08 08:53 PM, HitTheTarget wrote: Joseph and Jak stared at Nick. "We'll handle this." said Joseph. The squad leader said, "We'll take the long way." and exited through the side door. Nic, Jak, and Joseph all shrugged off their flak vests, and Joseph and Jak ignited their lightsabers. Nick grinned, and slowly pulled out his, a double bladed model.

(NEERRRDD!!!)

((*dies laughing*))

((Joseph, I am your father's brother's cousin's uncle's sister's son's former babysitter......

And what does that make us, Joseph asked.

Absolutely nothing!))

((10 bonus points to whomever knows what movie that's from.))

Nick plucked the empty syringe from his neck, rubbing at the puncture mark.

"Jesus, history does indeed repeat itself. I get turned to the enemy side, again. Joseph will likely bring the whole fucking building down on himself again, thereby destroying any semblance of credibility he has left...." Nick trailed off as he saw Joseph's prone form.

"Joseph!!" Nick ran over, and nearly tripped over him, as he was still getting used to stopping at high speeds. He knelt down, and felt for a pulse.

"Yes." A pulse, strong and steady, he'd be all right. Nick suddenly stared at his hand. It was as if he was a corpse. He check his own pulse. Yeah, he was alive. What did the Doc do to him?!

Nick moved to brush his hair out of his eyes and then caught site of his new style.

"Uh oh..." Even whiter. "I look like a fucking vampire....shit." Nick checked his teeth. Nope, normal. He picked up his knife and checked his reflection. He heaved a sigh of relief. Eyes back to normal. That anti-virus worked like a charm.

He suddenly tossed the knife up in the air, balanced it on the tip of his finger, where it promptly toppled over. Apparently the anti-virus has shorted out the boosts to his abilities the virus had given him. Ah well, at least he was his own person now.

He went back to Joseph and shook his shoulder. "Joseph, man, get up. We need to keep moving. C'mon you lazy bastard, wakey wakey." Nick slapped Joseph across the face. His eyes fluttered, then opened.

"Now, Joseph," Nick said, hauling his friend to his feet, "How the hell many more times am I gonna have to save you from yourself?"

"About as many times as I'm gonna have to satiate your addiction for the anti-virus. Christ, Nick, and I thought you were a good fighter." Joseph shook his head in mock disapproval.

"Well well well." Both wheeled around to see the Doc standing there just as bold as brass. "I see Colonel Green is as persistant as ever. And you, Nick. I gave you life. Don't you...owe me one?"

"Why yes I do. Here's your payment in full!" Nick dashed forward with his knife, fully intent on plunging it into the bastard leering face. But right before he could, he suddenly stopped moving. No matter how hard his brain ordered his arm to move, it was stuck fast. What the fuck....

"Temper, temper dear boy. You see, your mind is now your own. But your body isn't. You brain is connected to this base's computer system. You will be unable to harm any of Bio-Tech personnel. You can't harm your friends either. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get the program for lethal force installed in your head. It seems some bonds between people go much farther then we can imagine. But since you can't harm me. It looks like you're useless!"

*BANG*

Joseph was in a shooter's stance, holding a large handgun. Smoke curled from the barrel, as the cardrige clinked to the floor. The Doc's eyes went wide as he clutched at the neat hole in his chest.

"You know what?" said Joseph, sighting down the barrel once more. "I think it's time you."

*BANG* "Shut."
*BANG* "The."
*BANG* "Fuck."
*BANG* "Up."

The Doc fell to the ground, five bullet hole riddling hiw torso, he looked up, and with his last breath, said,

"You won't leave here alive."

"Last time." Nick said, "I didn't."

The Doc perished.

Nick glanced at Joseph, "C'mon, let's find this computer, shut it down so I can fight again, and then blow holes in anyone left."

And they sprinted towards the elevator leading to the top levels.

((Whew. Lotta words.

Happy New Year everyone! We are nearing our two-year milestone for this club! Jubilations.))

At 1/2/08 12:03 PM, Blue-Dragon wrote: ((Joseph, I am your father's brother's cousin's uncle's sister's son's former babysitter......

And what does that make us, Joseph asked.

Absolutely nothing!))

((10 bonus points to whomever knows what movie that's from.))

((Space Balls?))

At 1/2/08 01:07 PM, Slapdamonkeyaz wrote:

At 1/2/08 12:03 PM, Blue-Dragon wrote: ((Joseph, I am your father's brother's cousin's uncle's sister's son's former babysitter......

And what does that make us, Joseph asked.

Absolutely nothing!))

((10 bonus points to whomever knows what movie that's from.))

((Space Balls?))

((Yep, 10 bonus points for you. Redeemable towards jack-sqaut, but damned if they don't look nice on the mantel piece.

Or on the wall.

Or in the car.

Hell, just about anywhere!

Pretty tasty on crackers too.))

((I've been starting to get into RPing, and this looks interesting, so I'll see what I can do.))

NG account: CannibalCorpseFreak

Age: 18

Character Name: Big D

Character age: 23

Area: Abandoned RV park, in some old, beat up RV.

Weapons: Desert Eagle, and an FN F2000 (fully equipped)

Appearance: About 5'10", Asian, wearing black jeans and a DethKlok t-shirt, spiked gloves, and black shoulder-length dreadlocks. Also has a full goatee (no sideburns)

Breif Bio: Before all this shit happened, I was working on cars with my twin brother. We have a younger sister and brother as well, who would help us when they could. Unfortunately, my twin bro was one of the first victems, so now, me and my little bro and sis are on our own... for now.

((Forgive me for double-posting, but I feel I should mention that my sister is 19, while my brother is 16 (in the story).))

((Seems i miss a lot.Anyway,i got a PDA.WOOT!Hail my PDA and Genius in writing stories!HAHAHAH!

You are all looking at a genius who's going to beat Harry Potter 10 times faster than anything before!

Wow,500+ posts and just starting to RP?Cool.

Anyway,looks like i missed a lot of fun eh?The doc's dead,zombies are extras...so what am i suppose to do?....Hmmmm,How bout super zombie!That would work.Anyway,i really miss rping and it seems a lot of people arent controlling other people to help them progress so as a good,unknown serial ikiller,im gonna help you out.

Anyway,i just wanna drop by to tell about my stories i'l post in my profile soon.I cant post here right now coz,well,just read whats on my news post.You'll understand.I dont have enough time now.

Cheers for Uncle Ripperz!
P.S:Check my profile and leave a comment.Uncles Ripperz will give you beer if you do.Coz Uncle dont drink no beer.))

((Back from Illinios, I wrote something but halfway through the internet stopped responding))

Jak stalked through the cold cement hallways, the flakeing puke color paint illuminated by the floresent lights dangling above his lowered head by only a few feet. His feet were curved slightly in his boots a to not make brushing noises, his ears opened as to accept any sound that may give away his or inevitabley, the enemies location, his eyes twitched slightly across the thin hallway, searching for any abnormality in the light or darkness that will give him the jump on his victims.

Then he heard it, the small bump, the tiny swish, something that one wouldn't notice unless they were looking for it, which Jak was. Then there was a much more noteable clatter of something heavy and plastic hitting the concrete cement.

Unknown Man: Dammit.

Then there was the squawk of a radio.

Radio: All units pleased be advised. Be on the look-out fer LSS, repeat, LSS members may be in the area, be on the look-out.

Unknown Man: *Sigh* Sure thing, and can I maybe get a "non-retarded" Undead down here, I think mines defected.

Jak stooded around the corner, his Carbine slung on his back and his P99 pistol gripped firmly in both hands as he heard a thump of something hard hitting flesh. Gaugeing from the sounds he figured they were only a few feet around the corner, but best to not cut the convesation short.

Radio: Quit yer fuckin' whinin' or you'll be put on mop-up duty.

Jak didn't know what "mop-up" duty was but when the man replied "Never mind." in a somewhat weak manner, he pesumed it wasn't good.

Radio: Anything further?

Unknown Man: No, nothing.

With that the man turned off his radio with a small "bleooo".

Unknown Man: Dammit you stupid deseasebag!

There was a loud thump and the man obviously hit the undead with something and then a thud of a body hitting the floor. This was as good a time as any Jak thought, and jump around from his cover.

Jak sighted up his first target, his mind automatically judging that the short man was the greatest threat in this current situation and should be taken out first, as the man turned to look at the figure who'd erupted from the corner, letting out a short "What th..". With that his brain imploded with two hollow-point rounds, pushing into his skull only to turn to tiny razors that shredded the back of his skull, spraying red and grey matter along the walls.

As the man flew back to meet the floor, Jak's pistol immediately tracked to the undead creature trying to recover from the fall. Jak noticed it's hands, or lack there of, more like the bones of the forearm, were sharpened into points, sadly directly after this note, the undead soldiers head also erupted across the floor with one shot.

Jak keyed his mic with the button attached to his thumb.

Jak: This is Jak, everyone 2 tangos down in my area, also be advised, they seem to be equiping the dead with sharp spikes for hand to hand combat.

((Alright, I don't know if I've been accepted or not, so I'll refrain from posting any kind of story stuff for now,. But I need to know who has authority (can accept or deny membership) here. I've got something I'm wanting to post, but I won't until I know for sure if I've been accepted.))