((Collab Post))
[Irene & Matt]
A scream pierces the air. You look wide-eyed at Matt and state urgently, “We should go help.” You reach for his wrist.
“You don’t need to drag me!” Matt says back with an indignant huff. He grips his spear and runs toward the source of the noise.
Irene grins at Matt’s response, “But it’s fun!” She follows closely behind Matt.
He turns the corner to find a cluster of zombies pushing their way into the chem room.
Once Irene stumbles on the same view she asks, “How do you want to tackle this? There are quite a few of them.”
“I’ll kill them, and if I get tired, you can kill some.”
“This suspiciously sounds like Sword Art Online right now. Except it’s “‘Spear and Sword, with The Occasional Baseball Bat Art Online’. But sure.”
“I wish. Then I’d be gaining experience for all of these kills.” Matt takes a step forward and slams his spear down on the zombie at the door, carving deep into its head. He pulls the blade back with a slick squish as the zombies focus on the new threat.
“Hey, I wish it was a game too-- I’d be broken OP in it. But it was a death game too, remember? And my personality in games would not be helpful to anyone else,” Irene remarks calmly, watching Matt kill a zombie in front of him.
“This is basically a death game, except you don’t get stronger after killing things.” Matt responds as he forces a zombie backwards with a thrust to the chest, knocking and pushing back the others behind it.
“You don’t want this to be a game. What would happen is similar to what I do in Super Smash Brothers. Kill my own teammates before I kill the enemy,” Irene replies, narrowing her eyes.
“That’s only if friendly fire is off.” Matt retorts, stabbing a zombie through the face.
“But you know me, I always play with friendly fire on. And in the real world, there is no friendly fire protection.”
“You know, I’m getting uncomfortable with you behind me while we talk about this.” Matt crushes a third zombie’s skull into the wall with a horizontal swing before backing up.
“You don’t trust me? And don’t worry, I don’t think of real life as a game so everyone should be fine. You’re also one of the few people I’d probably never hurt either so...yeah.”
“Okay?” Preoccupied, Matt lunges forward and pierces the skull of a fourth zombie.
Irene sighs and shakes her head. Wow, he’s dense. “You seem to be on a roll though,” she comments.
“Even if this isn’t a game, it’s still fun.” Matt replies, struggling to pull his spear back out, which was stuck fast in the corpse. Seeing the remaining zombies approaching, he gives up and uses a knife to kill the rest, angling the spear and corpse like a barrier.
“Nice job, although I was worried when your spear got stuck. And I don’t know. Is it fun to always have your life in danger? Where everyone you care about can die--or even worse, become a zombie and attack you? That’s not my definition of fun.”
“I find it fun. It’s a thrill.”
“Is it also because you enjoy testing out your abilities? Because normally, it probably wouldn’t be socially acceptable to see how easily or well you can kill someone. But the zombies here are the perfect targets.”
“Sure.”
“Alright then.” Interesting… Irene walks over to the classroom and knocks on the door lightly. “We’ve come to help, let us in please.”