vanovick[Matt]
He hurries over to Irene, peering left and right into the darkness in case there were more hungry dead waiting. "Hockey sticks are even worse, not sharp or heavy enough to hurt them. At least I can stab with this. Let's go." Irene and Matt enter the cafeteria. The tables were all stood up in rows in the center of the cafeteria as usual, but in the darkness they now resembled some sort of sinister forest.
In a whisper, Matt says to Irene "Let's just go, the sooner we get weapons the better.
Matt's phone vibrates in his pocket. He sets his pole down and answers it, wondering who it was. Travis? Hello?
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[Matt]
Whew, thanks. That wasn't so hard, just took me by surprise. Matt gives the now truly dead girl a swift glance as he lifts the microphone stand. I don't feel anything for her, but I'm not surprised. That's just the way I am. Maybe if I had known her I would have. If I do see someone I know, I can't let that get me killed. My friends wouldn't want that. Ready to go now, adrenaline surging through his body, Matt ventures forward and checks the corner to his left. His caution is rewarded, as another zombie had apparently heard the commotion and was making it's way over to him and about to round the corner. Matt thrust the pole forward, hitting the zombie in the chest and knocking it onto its back. Before it can get up, Matt raises the pole above his head and stabs it down as hard as he can. The pole slides through the zombie's eye socket, crunching through with less resistance than Matt expected. The zombie stops struggling nearly immediately. Matt braces his foot on the zombie's chest and pulls it up with a tug, blood spilling out of the hole and dripping off of the end of the pole. "Heh, that's one... Hey Irene, can we swap weapons? No offense, but I'm stronger than you and I'll be able to use that better." Matt refers to the aluminum bat Irene was holding.
Whew, thanks. That wasn't so hard, just took me by surprise. Matt gives the now truly dead girl a swift glance as he lifts the microphone stand. I don't feel anything for her, but I'm not surprised. That's just the way I am. Maybe if I had known her I would have. If I do see someone I know, I can't let that get me killed. My friends wouldn't want that. Ready to go now, adrenaline surging through his body, Matt ventures forward and checks the corner to his left. His caution is rewarded, as another zombie had apparently heard the commotion and was making it's way over to him and about to round the corner. Matt thrust the pole forward, hitting the zombie in the chest and knocking it onto its back. Before it can get up, Matt raises the pole above his head and stabs it down as hard as he can. The pole slides through the zombie's eye socket, crunching through with less resistance than Matt expected. The zombie stops struggling nearly immediately. Matt braces his foot on the zombie's chest and pulls it up with a tug, blood spilling out of the hole and dripping off of the end of the pole. "Heh, that's one... Hey Irene, can we swap weapons? No offense, but I'm stronger than you and I'll be able to use that better." Matt refers to the aluminum bat Irene was holding.
[Matt]
"It'll only get harder the longer we wait. Here goes." Matt takes a deep breath, tightens his grip on his makeshift weapon, and pushes through the doors. He only gets a few steps, just past the SGA room when a snarl alerts him just in time to the zombie lurking right around the corner. The zombie was a highschool girl with chunks of hair missing and long bloody gashes on her cheeks. Matt barely manages to get the microphone stand up in time as she leaps forward with surprising speed, pinning Matt to the wall. "Oh, ****!"
Matt struggles to keep the zombie off of him for a moment, leaning his head as far back as possible to avoid the gnashing teeth, then pushes forward off of the wall, knocking the zombie over. He stabs the end into her chest and pins her to the floor, leaning on the pole with all his weight to keep her from getting up. The struggling dead thrashes its arms wildly but can't reach past the pole to grab Matt. Irene! Help!
"It'll only get harder the longer we wait. Here goes." Matt takes a deep breath, tightens his grip on his makeshift weapon, and pushes through the doors. He only gets a few steps, just past the SGA room when a snarl alerts him just in time to the zombie lurking right around the corner. The zombie was a highschool girl with chunks of hair missing and long bloody gashes on her cheeks. Matt barely manages to get the microphone stand up in time as she leaps forward with surprising speed, pinning Matt to the wall. "Oh, ****!"
Matt struggles to keep the zombie off of him for a moment, leaning his head as far back as possible to avoid the gnashing teeth, then pushes forward off of the wall, knocking the zombie over. He stabs the end into her chest and pins her to the floor, leaning on the pole with all his weight to keep her from getting up. The struggling dead thrashes its arms wildly but can't reach past the pole to grab Matt. Irene! Help!
[Matt]
"Of course." Matt joins her by the media center doors, which were just across from the cafeteria. "What'll we do if the cafeteria doors are locked? Or if there are too many zombies? We may have to retreat back into here if things get to be too much." That, and I don't know if these guys will really be able to handle killing zombies.
"Of course." Matt joins her by the media center doors, which were just across from the cafeteria. "What'll we do if the cafeteria doors are locked? Or if there are too many zombies? We may have to retreat back into here if things get to be too much." That, and I don't know if these guys will really be able to handle killing zombies.
[Matt]
"Looks like me, Kate, you, and Irene there are the only ones here who have any sense in them. We have microphone stands and hockey sticks as makeshift weapons, and no running water until we figure out how to fix the power. We also need to get food somehow.... The cafeteria will supply us with both food, water, and knives, so I say we head there first."
"Looks like me, Kate, you, and Irene there are the only ones here who have any sense in them. We have microphone stands and hockey sticks as makeshift weapons, and no running water until we figure out how to fix the power. We also need to get food somehow.... The cafeteria will supply us with both food, water, and knives, so I say we head there first."
[Irene, using Matt's account]
Irene lays down and closes her eyes.
"Wake me up if anything happens. Going to take a short break."
Irene lays down and closes her eyes.
"Wake me up if anything happens. Going to take a short break."
[Matt]
Matt takes back the water bottle, giving it a sad glance and mentally noting to himself that he should hide the rest of it, or at least ration it out. "Hmm... I actually like this microphone stand better right now. I'd gladly take a bat if we had one though. Yes, the cafeteria sounds like a good idea. It's not too far away either, since the media center exits right across from the cafeteria." He laughs at the thought of zombiepaper. "There isn't going to be a glue strong enough to keep a zombie restrained! They'd step out of it as easily as you or I would.
Matt snaps his head to the right upon hearing rapid footsteps quickly approaching. Who is that...? "Zoey!?" When did she go outside, I never saw her leave.
He runs over and opens the door for her, nervously eyeing the zombie several yards behind her. "Quick, get in!"
Matt takes back the water bottle, giving it a sad glance and mentally noting to himself that he should hide the rest of it, or at least ration it out. "Hmm... I actually like this microphone stand better right now. I'd gladly take a bat if we had one though. Yes, the cafeteria sounds like a good idea. It's not too far away either, since the media center exits right across from the cafeteria." He laughs at the thought of zombiepaper. "There isn't going to be a glue strong enough to keep a zombie restrained! They'd step out of it as easily as you or I would.
Matt snaps his head to the right upon hearing rapid footsteps quickly approaching. Who is that...? "Zoey!?" When did she go outside, I never saw her leave.
He runs over and opens the door for her, nervously eyeing the zombie several yards behind her. "Quick, get in!"
Lol oh okay then
>.> really walking like a zombie only works for mario because reasons that I inferred. But you ran past them anyways so it's all good.
>.> really walking like a zombie only works for mario because reasons that I inferred. But you ran past them anyways so it's all good.
[Matt]
"Okay... So do we have the hockey sticks or the bags? Hopefully the bats... I have a bottle of water in my bag, hang on a second." Matt grabs the bottle out of his backpack, which he had left next to a desk, and jogs back with it, offering it to her. "Here."
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Since Mario acted like a zombie, they completely ignored him, passing by him without so much as a curious sniff.
((Zoe eeeey, check da RP threadd. Where'd you get the knife?))
"Okay... So do we have the hockey sticks or the bags? Hopefully the bats... I have a bottle of water in my bag, hang on a second." Matt grabs the bottle out of his backpack, which he had left next to a desk, and jogs back with it, offering it to her. "Here."
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Since Mario acted like a zombie, they completely ignored him, passing by him without so much as a curious sniff.
((Zoe eeeey, check da RP threadd. Where'd you get the knife?))
Alright so, RP feedback on how you guys did.
Most of you did alright, figured out how to make an account and make a post. (Except for ME but whatever)
Some of you made setting disparity mistakes in setting themselves in a different location or not describing how you got there. Or, attempting to duck out of doing anything by killing yourself off.
David, you are with the rest of the class. And please edit your "I like birds" post, it detracts from the story and interrupts the flow.
Christine, you are now a zombie.
Schultzie, our class stills needs a teacher so yeah. But I do like zombie Kurt.
Zoey, you kinda pulled the bat and knife out of nowhere. Great RPing, but we are in school and we certainly aren't going to find a knife in any old back room. Only in the Home Ec or cafeteria areas. Bat and knife are null though.
Tyler, please edit this. Also, you are forgot to place your name in [] at the start of your posts.
Zombies: Christine, Ryan, Kurt
Overall though, you guys did really well! I'm glad you guys gave it all a try. Now keep RPing.
Most of you did alright, figured out how to make an account and make a post. (Except for ME but whatever)
Some of you made setting disparity mistakes in setting themselves in a different location or not describing how you got there. Or, attempting to duck out of doing anything by killing yourself off.
David, you are with the rest of the class. And please edit your "I like birds" post, it detracts from the story and interrupts the flow.
Christine, you are now a zombie.
Schultzie, our class stills needs a teacher so yeah. But I do like zombie Kurt.
Zoey, you kinda pulled the bat and knife out of nowhere. Great RPing, but we are in school and we certainly aren't going to find a knife in any old back room. Only in the Home Ec or cafeteria areas. Bat and knife are null though.
tconway said
Hi
Tyler, please edit this. Also, you are forgot to place your name in [] at the start of your posts.
Zombies: Christine, Ryan, Kurt
Overall though, you guys did really well! I'm glad you guys gave it all a try. Now keep RPing.
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