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11-12-2006, 11:07 PM
The RD forumites have met up at a mall ... that just happens to get overrun by zombies. Needless to say, these mismatched youths make sure that violence and hilarity ensue. Will they make it out alive? Will the origins of the zombies be revealed? Will Steve finally shut up!? You can only find out for yourself.

By a freakish chance occurence, the RD forumites find themselves all at the the same mall. Amidst the WTF's and OMG's, something sinister is brewing. And this happy first-meeting/reunion is soon to be turned on it's head when chaos breaks out in the form of a zombie virus, quickly infecting all bitten. Grudgingly pulling together, the mismatched youths must surive and make their way out using only their wits and whats in their surroundings. Too bad that the police have quarantined all the exits, and safety means the mall's roof when they are on the lower floor...


1. Though not neccesary, it's encouraged to play as yourself. You must write a bio. It MUST include : A)name. B)age. C) gender. D)appearance, you can either link to an image, post it or write it out. E)skills. F)weaknesses

2 No god-modding or anything that gives you an unfair advantage. You are armed with your skills and brains and whatever you find. Props you've got on your person dont apply to the rule.

3. You cant kill any other person's character off. There are plenty of zombies to kill instead.

4. Dont try and start a romance with someone if they are against it. Doing a Nils on the other hand is fine, thought not encouraged.

5. Dont' spam.

6. Keep this rathed pg-13. pg-16 at the very most.


Name: Miss_Mayhem, aka: Mayhem

Age: 14

Gender: Girl, duh

Appearance: http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n95/Miss-Mamacita/edit.gif White boots, blue-jeans, yellow tshirt, red jacket. Pointed teeth seeing as I'm part elf. Hair is black and skin is tanned.

Skills: flexible, can fit in small spaces, can DIY, basic Vampire Hunting training

Weaknesses: Neither strong or fast or very athletic

It was a balmy, pleasent saturday. Birds sang. Kids played outside. Mayhem was busy typing away on her pc in her dark room. Venetian blinds were such a pain. Her ears perked at her mom's voice, telling her to get out and breath some fresh air. Fresh air ... HA! That was what her air-purifyer was for. And what was Mayhem doing exactly? Why, chatting it up on RD of course. 'You've got mail!' her stupid AOL chirped. With a sigh, Mayhem minimized the RD window and went straight to her mailbox.

"Great. I have to go hunt down a werewolf NOW. On a Saturday. Yeesh, I should have taken another elective. Like home-ec. At least there I wouldn't have homework...on Saturdays!"

Taking quick note of her email, Mayhem geared herself up for her 'homework'. A swiss-army knife, a sprig of wolfsbane and a few other miscellanious items she thought she might need. She packed it into one of her larger purses and pulled her Hunter uniform on: the black headband and partial mask. Hey, at least this werewolf had decided to hang out somewhere trendy.

"Mom, I'm going to the mall. It's homework!" She yelled. Her mother gave her a quick (and loud) approval from the kitchen. Well, time to get said homework done...

11-12-2006, 11:54 PM
You've intrigued me. A RP in RD? Fun.

Name: Davinq (pronounced Davink)
Age: 14
Gender: ??? jk, male
Appearance: Curly blonde hair, blue eyes, blue AE hoodie, dirty blue jeans (pic necessary?)
Skills: quick thinking, selfless, strong, witty retorts, Sh1to Riu Karate
Weaknesses: Not very agile, gullible.


It was a balmy, pleasant saturday. Birds sang. Kids played outside. Davinq was busy talking to his girlfriend on his newly acquired cell phone. As he hung up, the phone vibrated loudly, indicating a text message. Davinq quickly glosses over the transmission, and gets ready to take off for the mall.

"Mom!" he called, "can I head over to the mall?"
"Sure thing, Dav!" she replies.
Well that wasn't so hard, for a change, Davinq thought. Before he walked out the door, he prepared himself with all the things the message said to bring: wooden stakes, his Holy Cross necklace, plenty of cash, ID, and combat gloves. After that, he took a few minutes using Buddhist meditation techniques to clear the mind. His sensei had always said that Davinq had a troubled mind, full of clouds. Try as he might, he couldn't do it. A thought would always stray in!

Hell with this, Davinq thought. Getting up from the floor, he trudged down the stairs and out the door. As he alighted the front porch, he got the strange feeling that this was going to be a long night.

He had no idea.

11-13-2006, 04:51 AM
Name: Brandon (pronounced Dracula)
Age: 16
Gender: Dude
Appearance: You know damn right.
Skills: Creative, can make anything into a weapon, high pain and poison tolerance.
Weaknesses: While intelligent, not very good with common sense.


Brandon (intertron alias, Smon) was walking to the mall... 3 miles. Does not believe in cars. Nope.

"This is gonna be the best thing ever." he said to his PSP "I get to meet George Romero, master of zombie cinema. Nothing could go wrong here. Except for zombies. But what are the odds of that?" he stopped at the gas station to pick up a Fuze (they are healthy, I'm totally not a hippie) John was working there so he had a little chat with him.

"Hey John, just the Fuze, hey, you playing Super Smash later?"
"Ah, you crazy." Smon said laying the money on the counter and heading towards the mall. Meanwhile John came out from the backroom nude. "Hey, thanks for covering for me. He thinks anyone with that nametag is me." "GRAAAH!" "Okay, how about this, you work the rest of my shift and I dig up some nice and tasty brains from the cemetary downtown... okay?" "Grrrruuu!" "Alright, see ya in an hour!" said John, walking out to his car completely naked.

11-13-2006, 01:06 PM
Name: Jared."Halo"
Appearence-brown hair, few frekles on face blue eyes black carpenter shorts and a Black Halo 2 shirt.
Skills: Master of stealth, cracking safes, extreme skill with knife can recharge health quickly Great accuracy with a weapon.
Weaknesses: Short Temper, though has been thought to hold back temper.

Halo walked out of the warehouse and looked around, as looking for somthing that was not there. He sighed to himself and pulled out his cellphone. It read one missed call. It said meet at Microsoft Mall, bring weapons, need help.
At the end of the messege a scream of bloody murder shocked through his ears.

PS whats the mall name????

11-13-2006, 04:01 PM
Name: Kelvin(Psychochaos )
Age: ??
Skills: Vast arsenal, Incredible skill with weaponry,great computer skills,Coca-cola Hyper form, a little strength and agility
Weaknesses: Hates Rubix cubes, useless without weapons, Weak after Hyper Form, Strength and agility don't last long, sounds of styrofoam make him twitch.
Appearence: Trenchcoat and Mask

At the Microsoft Mall (Microsoft rules all.), a trencoated figure stands on lookout.

"I sense zombie." said Nguyen.

"Need brains.Need brains" yelped the zombies.

"Eat this ya hippie." said Kelvin as he blasted them away

Suddenly thousands more entered the area all covered in blood.

"I need backup" said Kelvin as he called an old ally on his cell phone.

zelda 41
11-13-2006, 05:51 PM
Name: Abby
Age: 12
Gender: Female
Abilities: kicking, smashing, scraching, can use a bow and arrow
Bad stuff: Slow runner, zombies scare the crap out of her

Abby looked over at the shoes at the mall. She was there already, doing Christmas shopping and sighed. She kept thinking on how dumb she thought she was thinking a zombie attack could happen. Idiot. She continued on and heard screaming
Random guy: OMG IT ATE MY SHOE!!!!! ZOMBIES!!!!

Abby flinched and looked over at the zombies. Her blood went cold and she screamed, and faited out of fear. The zombies started towards her, hungerly.

11-13-2006, 06:00 PM
Smon was at the mall holding his copy of the original Dawn of the Dead at a booth at the center. "So, can you make this out to Brandon?" he said, unknowingly asking a zombified version of George Romero. "Guh-huh..." and he signed it, very legibly for a zombie. He then walked towards Gamestop. "Maybe I should pick something up here," he walked in and noticed no-one was around and that the cameras were covered in bloody messages saying SEND HELP. "Hm... wait a sec... no security!" he then grabbed a 360 and Guitar Hero II and started leaving when he noticed Psychochaos' avatar, only taller. "Oh, hey Psychochaos! It's me Smon, what's going on?" he said, completely unaware of the zombie attack.

11-13-2006, 06:40 PM
Looking around the entire mall from the top floor rail, Davinq didn't quite know what to think. Some random guy calls him, tells him to come to the mall, and for what? A suspicious group of "sentients" with dead looking skin. Wary of his gullibility, Davinq wondered if it had merely been a prank call. Suddenly, a shriek from the west end caught his attention. HOLY ****!, Davinq though. When the mystery caller said dead skin, he wasn't kidding; zombies! Before he knew what was happening, people began running and screaming every which way. Someone who was trying to call the police at a payphone got trampled. A tall Asian man tripped over an advertising stand. Amidst the chaos, Davinq remembered the initial scream, and ran off to find the victim. Unfortunately, ran off implies the opposite direction as everybody else, thus the going was slow.

11-13-2006, 07:38 PM
Name-Darth or Ave
Age- 13!
Apperance-Blue Braids that are a little messed up, Gray long sleeved shirt, black pants boots, black trench.
Skills-Killer superheroine outfit, logical, has skills handling weapons thanks to war video games, can handle sai's due to 2 year obsession with elektra and purchase of rubber TMNT sai's.
Weaknesses-stupidity, sarcasm, easially annoyed.

Ave walked out of the Chick-Fil-A nibbling on delishious nuggets. "Mmmm, chicken is good yo!" She said to herself. Than she saw Brandon in the phone booth. "HOLY SHEEP IT'S SMON!! EVEN THOUGH THE LAST TIME I SAID THAT, IT TURNS OUT I WAS IN THE WRONG STATE AND CHILD LABOR LAWS WERE STILL IN ACT." She walked over to Brandon in the phone booth. "I look dressed to kill some monsters for no real reason, but how's it hangin'?

11-13-2006, 08:38 PM
Meh. Since everyone else is using their real names, I'll use mine too.

Fighting mall traffic was something Daniel had plenty of experience of, since he always chills there with his homies (and he'd text you pics if you didn't believe him). Finally, he reached the west end of the the mall, and laying in front of the Apple store was Abby. About to take a bite: half a score of zombies. Diving towards the nearest one, Daniel whipped out a wooden stake, plunging it into the zombie's chest. It fell with a loud shriek. Removing the stake, and working quickly, the other 9 zombies followed suit.
"C'mon, wake up." He muttered to Abby.
But just then, at least 50 more zombies appeared out of the blue. "Well, this is gonna be fun," He muttered, noticing the store right across the walkway: a gun shop. It was open. That is, if empty, glass-shattered, and already half-overrun by zombies counts as open.

11-13-2006, 10:36 PM
He looked through the vent to see a woman being attacked.
"This should be fun." he muttered to himself.

11-13-2006, 10:53 PM
Ave walked out of the Chick-Fil-A nibbling on delishious nuggets. "Mmmm, chicken is good yo!" She said to herself. Than she saw Brandon in the phone booth. "HOLY SHEEP IT'S SMON!! EVEN THOUGH THE LAST TIME I SAID THAT, IT TURNS OUT I WAS IN THE WRONG STATE AND CHILD LABOR LAWS WERE STILL IN ACT." She walked over to Brandon in the phone booth. "I look dressed to kill some monsters for no real reason, but how's it hangin'?
"Eh, my legs seem to be broken by crowds of panicked civilians, but other than that I feel great!"

11-13-2006, 11:10 PM
Halo pulled out a modified paintball rifle out fitted with Holy Water paintballs.
Taking aim at the first he saw he remembered e would need this for later and moved on through the vent.

11-13-2006, 11:35 PM
Mayhem had only to take a trolly to get to the Mircosoft mall, and at first all had been rather peaceful. Armed with her pitiful armada (a swiss army-knife, the wolfsbane, a camera and a teeny bottle of disenfectant) she had arrived only to feel that her time had been wasted. It was no werewolf, just a really hairy pervert. Seeing as she was already there anyway, Mayhem had decided to saunter around the mall and look busy.

But of course, this is the zombes attack! RPG. Things were not meant to stay peaceful. "For a mall built over the gates of hell and the very junction of 3 completely different states, this mall aint half bad," She said to herself. A scream. Then another. Then more, their voices conglemerating into one. Mayhem flipped her head about, trying to grasp what was happening. And it didn't take long to find out.

"Zombies!" Some random person yelled.

Zombies? Mayhem had managed to cap 1 once, but just one, and just once. Standing on a bench for a better view, her blood ran cold. This was not just 1 zombie. Not even 4 or 10. At least 100 from her vantage point. Anyone bitten was soon thereafter a victim. And then ... she ran. Now, Mayhem wasn't very fast, but when you are running for your life, miracles happen. She HAD to get to the exits...

"Emergency quarantine, emergency quarantine!" The skytron within the cafeteria section boomed. Things went from bad to worse when Mayhem managed to catch a glimpse of cops barricading the only exits. The lumbering zombies didn't take heed to her specifically, but they were out for blood and brains. And that was when she saw a ragtag group of people. Safety in numbers, right? And they looked a lot less smarter than the ditzes who died fighting over their Prada clutches. Rushing to them, she than realized, "OMG! It's the RD gang!"

St. Jimmy
11-14-2006, 08:27 AM
Name: sdophgpa nyvapthmopthv8;ljbdnf;sinv (but you can call me St. Jimmy)

Age: Pfft, the hell if I know... Late teens somewhere..

Gender: Uhh... . ... . .

Apperance: You can kind of see me in my sig, Other than that, .. Hell, even I don't know.

Skills: ALWAYS has his texter on him. Can actually run rather fast. Is incredibly stubborn. Uhh.. Is good at sleeping.

Weaknessess: ALWAYS has to have a texter (even if it means retracing steps to find it) Can't normally slow down without tripping over. Is too stubborn. Sleeps too often.


"Wtf is that?" Jimmy stands up from graffiting the information map. =EMERGENCY QUARANTINE. EMERGENCY QUARANTINE= A monotone voice blared over the P.A. "****, that's annoying!" Jimmy complained. He decided he was thirsty and needed a drink. "Woolworths should do." He muttered. Strolling through the strangely empty aisls (sp?) of Woolies, he located some creaming soda. "Sugary goodness.." He wanders to the checkout and doesn't even look up from getting his card out (For some reason he never seemed to have more than a few cents in cash on him) He swipes the card, -Please enter your card- "wtf is this?" He complains and looks up at the checkout chick, ZOMBIE! "AAAAaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh fffffffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuucccccckkkkk!!!!!!!" He swipes the creaming soda a piss-bolts to the nearest exit. "Locked, ****!" Booting the door as hard as he can.... nothing happens. "****!" He turns around from kicking the door,... to see scores and scores of zombies.

11-14-2006, 04:26 PM
"Zombies?? Is that what we're all at the mall for?" Ave shrugged and began slashing zombies with a knife like Mashi in Mashi Gear Solid. "Let's hide in a dark place where nobody can find us!!" Ave than ran into Hot Topic, even though there were darker stores like Hollister and Abercrombie, but she just doesn't like those stores.

11-14-2006, 04:49 PM
Panting from mass zombie invasion, Kelvin noticed something. A wolflike zombie was devouring other zombies and gettin larger. Soon it attacked him and he somehow whips a a huge blade and slices through it.

"Mod zombie? I haven't seen one of those in a long time. Could be more." said Kelvin. As he brought up his vidscreen, this was the display:

Mod Zombie: a speciallized zombie that has been modified from its original form.

MZs in the area:

5 Slashers: a MZ that uses large slashing 3 ft long claws. Lv 3

4 Wolfins: Wolf-like MZs that devour other zombies to grow in power.Lv 4

?????: Incredibly unusual MZ. Unknown abilities.Lv? possibly 5

Lv guide. 1=weak!!! 2=Average 3= tough 4= very strong 5= Run like $%##
6=You're screwed man. No escaping this thing.

'Wonder what's that 3rd one. Well, zombie killing takes no breaks" said Kelvin as he started chopping through zombies to the nearest vending machine.

zelda 41
11-14-2006, 05:31 PM
Abby awoke and saw the zombies again. She screamed and fainted again. Then she woke up like five min later and went to the gamestop.

Abby: Smon, what up? Funny how all the RD's are here, right?

11-14-2006, 05:54 PM
The irony of seeing Mayhem amidst all the mayhem was not lost on Daniel, and he allowed himself a quick chuckle, and then ran over to help her out, tackling a zombie to the ground as he went.

11-14-2006, 05:57 PM
"Zel, is that you!?" Mayhem gasped. Before Zelda could aswer, Mayhem continued, "This would be supah-rad, all of us meeting if it weren't for the zombies ... hey, that's Jimmy!" She pointed to his general direction, "Anyone about to play hero, cuz I'm going with Darth."

She jumped at hearing a large grunt, and sure enough a familiar face had tackled a zombie to the ground, "Dav! need some help?" Before he could answere she uselessly threw the sprig of wolfsbane at the zombie.

St. Jimmy
11-14-2006, 06:41 PM
Panting, Jimmy helped Dav up from the ground. "Dude, you just crash-tackled a zombie! Man, one of those bitches has my shoe." He whinged, looking back somewhere near the locked exit he just ran from. "Are there no security guards left? And How the **** are there this many zombies when there weren't even this many shoppers to be infected to begin with?" He drank from the creaming soda and passed it 'round.

11-14-2006, 06:49 PM
Ave ran out of the hot topic, screaming like a mad woman, weilding crazy knives yelling 'YOU GON GET CUT!' whilst stabbing crazy zombies. Her blue hair never looked blue-er. When she was done massacering these zombies, she walked to Macy's to shoplift some Gucci's while the world was in panic.

11-14-2006, 09:17 PM
Abby awoke and saw the zombies again. She screamed and fainted again. Then she woke up like five min later and went to the gamestop.

Abby: Smon, what up? Funny how all the RD's are here, right?
"I know, right? Like some sort of, spur of the moment online RP."

11-14-2006, 10:28 PM
Daniel took the creaming soda from Jimmy, and promptly spun around, seeing a zombie run of with Jimmy's shoe.
"sonuva! I'll get her!" He shouted, giving chase.

Not that it was necessary.

The zombie had taken 4 steps when it suddenly ran headlong into one of the sealed entryways. Reaching down, he picked up the now rot-covered shoe.

"Jimmy!" Daniel called, "I have your shoe!" Where did they go? he thought. That is, if he had enough time to think, before another zombie snuck up behind him, smashing Daniel's head as he fell into unconciousness.

11-14-2006, 11:14 PM
"Dav!" Mayhem shrieked, jumping into view from the planter she had hidden behind. She ran up to the zombie, hitting it hard behind its head with her purse. It whirled around and she snapped a picture, the lfash sending it into a daze. Unsure of what to do next, she quickly ran into the nearest store and snatched a shoe. The zombie came back to it's senses and she flung the shoe as far as she could into the bookstore acorss from them She hit her mark and a mess of books came toppling down, sending the zombie (and a few others) to it's direction in hopes of food. Catchig her breath Mayhem prodded Dav with her shoe, "Get up..."

She whisked her head around and attempted to inform anyone within range, "Fortunately, all the zombies are coming in from the west side, if we can get to the elevators we can avoid being surrounded. There are nothing but clothing retailors on this level, but I think we can find alot more useful things on level2 and if we get there, 3."

11-15-2006, 12:19 AM

Name: dangeROSS.
Age 21
Skillz: After extensive training with a Ninja running for president has learned sword skillz, Has this neat shield, Can double-jump, has seen Dawn of the Dead a few times so knows how to deal with zombies, Knows Steven Segal, Can summon a dog who carries a really big gun, can draw stuff.
Weaknesses: Pirates, radioactive zombies, jerks, those little styrafoam peanut thingees that come packed in with stuff, Giant Enemy Crabs.

dangeROSS was on the campaign trail with his mentor/abducter Ninja. Ninja had to go off and do something crazy cool. Like Laundry or something. So dangeROSS was assigned the task of handing out pamphlets and flyers at a local mall. Seeing as it was a public area, he brought along his freakin' awesome sword in case he needed to cut people. Which seemed to be quite a constant occurence.

Through some giant cosmic coincidince this same mall was also playing host to many RD forumites, so he thought it would be neat to visit some of them as well. All in all it would be a fun easy assignment. Or so he thought...

It went fine for a while. He handed out pamphlets to people. Freakin' chased annoying mallrat teenagers, made buddies with mall cops (who are in fact the highest form of poilcery here in America), and battled evil wizards who were promoting Pirate for president.

Eventually he got tired and decided to pass out in the water fountain. Also he was drunk. Hours later, he came to. The mall was now swarming with zombies everywhere. Blood and guts and stuff were flying all over. And people were geting eaten alive. He contemplated what to do. These zombies might actually be registered, and therefore legal voters. It could be an untapped resource for Ninja's election bid. Using his two-way shield, he called Ninja to see what his opinions were on the matter. Ninja answered, but of course could not be seen on the Shield's video because he's a freakin' Ninja.

dangeROSS explained the sitiuation, and asked what he should do. There was no response for a few seconds. Then an old lady walked into the camera's view. She was quickly decapitated. Ross nodded approvingly. Then a monkey walked into camera view and urinated on the corpse and started doing a monkey dance. Ross nodded again, understanding what Ninja was communicating to him through Ninja-Language. Finally a magical unicorn came into view and started reciting Shakespeare. The video ended ubruptly. But the message was clear. Ninja wanted this zombies re-killed and if possible wanted their undead votes. It was entirely possible the wizard was still around getting zombie votes for Pirate. And that was not acceptable.

St. Jimmy
11-15-2006, 04:13 AM
HO.LY. Shi.t! ^That was not pure genius, That is what pure genius envys, aspires to be, looks up to. That sir, was worthy of any ninja. I take my hat of to you, and any other clothing you desire.
Back to t3h awesomeness.~

"Yoink!" St. Jimmy muttered as he took his shoe from the still disoriented Dav'. "Thanks man, I owe you. Keep the soda of awesomeness." He thanked Davin as he put the rot-covered shoe back on. "I got -V- anyway," He leant over and punched through a vending machine to grab the psycho drink. "Actually..." He considered aloud and then passed one to Mayhem and anyone else nearby. "This'll keep you going."
"So, Hundreds, if not thousands of these,..." He poked a fallen zombie with his nasty shoe. "... A whole mall to cover,... does anyone know if the power is down in this place? It's pretty dark. I know most shopping malls have secondary power sources but you never know what these freaked out zombies have done to this place."
"Mayhem, I like your plan."

11-15-2006, 04:05 PM
Kelvin continually chopped through zombies. When He escaped the crowd. He dashed through and saw two othe RD Forumites.
"Hey. Smon. Hey Zelda." said Kelvin.

suddenly a slasher hopped out of no where and attacked Kelvin.
"Not another one. Eat lead f$#%er." said Kelvin as he bombarded the wolfin with bullets.

"Whats going on? Why are we all here? Let me guess. A zombie RPG?"said Kelvin.

11-15-2006, 04:36 PM
Avery than walked into the situation in a panther costume. "Uh. yeah, while nobody was posting here I tried out for mascot AND MADE IT!"

zelda 41
11-15-2006, 06:40 PM
Abby: Hey, Phychocaos. I'm guessin this is like a horrible nightmere like me wearing pink and picking flowers.
Abby shrugged and looked around.
Abby: I'm gonnin for the gun shop up at the Dicks store. Anyone wanna come?

St. Jimmy
11-15-2006, 06:45 PM
"Bring back grenades!" Jimmy called after the departing Zelda.

11-15-2006, 09:04 PM
Mayhem shrugged, "I know that some of the power is out, but I suppose the mall isn't working on a single electrical grid, explaining why some lights and other eletrical stuff are still working. Good soda BTY. Seeing as more zombies are on the way, to US, I'm gonna rn now. Coming with?" She then asked, making it quite clear with her quickly fastening pace that she had no trouble just makin' a break for it, "Strength in numbers, right?"

11-15-2006, 09:31 PM
"I say we put on store's clothing and pretend to be mannikins. They don't attack plastic!" Ave than went really stiff and pretended to be a mannikin.

11-15-2006, 09:38 PM
"That's not half bad..." Mayhem replied. She quickly ran in and out of a store with 2 small children's mannekin's, "They also make good weapons" She continued to proceed at a quick pace to the elevators with the two 'bodies' in stow.

St. Jimmy
11-16-2006, 03:33 AM
"FOOL!" St. Jimmy ran after Mayhem. "You don't go in elevators during a zombie attack! If they manage to break into the elevator while you're still in there you're gone! Was this knowledge not spaketh unto you? I'll come with you, but we're not going in the elevator. We could use the escalator if this place has any. I don't suggest the stairs though, it's too confined."

11-16-2006, 12:58 PM
******Profile Change**********************

Meanwhile at the gun store, Halo was shoving his pockets full of ammo and handguns. "Man this some crazy s**t." he said to himself. Looking over his shoulder he could make out some Zombies heading his way. He loaded his shotgun up and waited behind a partially broken glass map thingy. As soon as the first went in front of him he blew of the zombie's head. For the next ten minuetes he hoped for somone to come give him a hand, and not literally......

zelda 41
11-16-2006, 06:09 PM
Meanwhile, Abby caught up to the gun store and a zombie chased her.


She continued to shot at it until she ran out of bullets.

Abby:....... snap.....

11-16-2006, 06:29 PM
Miss a night, this is what happens... :/ I'm going back to forum name too.
Davinq had slunk away quietly to avoid being caught by zombies in his disorientedness. Taking the elevator to an upper floor of the mall, he took in the surroundings, trying to find a fellow forumite. Suddenly, he saw Abby nearby the gun shop. "Lovely. Another chance to get slimed by zombie guts." Taking a deep breath, he ran off to help her out.

Upon arrival, and having taken out a stray zombie here and there on the way, Davinq hurdled over the counter, and frantically searched for the largest boomstick he could find...

11-16-2006, 10:04 PM
"Good, point, escalators then," Mayhem corrected herself. She took sight of the nearest escalotors and dragged Jimmy along, "You have the honor of being my human meat shield" She shrieked and cowered with arms over her head at the sound of gunshots. It was Davinq, Zel and Halo. In her efforts to rescue Dav and salvage a slice of pizza, they had managed to get to the second story, leaving her to lag behind a few seconds worth.

'There's a gun store? Then again, this place IS builts over the gates of Hell...' Mayhem thought to herself. "Kay, we grab some guns then we make a run for it!" she shouted as loud as she could. And then the miracle of speed occured once more, and she mad a mad dash to the top of the escalators (with poor, bedraggled Jimmy in tow) and reached her friends. She panted for breath, noting the zombies and infected (thus delusional) shoppers clambering up the escalator steps. "Hand me a gun!" She pleaded ...

11-17-2006, 12:23 AM
... Davinq complied, grudgingly handing over his large shotgun, and ducking back into the shop to find another.

11-17-2006, 12:31 AM
"Thanks, Dav" Mayhem replied breathlessly, readying the boomstick, her eyes going wide as she saw them enter...

11-17-2006, 12:55 AM
... There must have been literally thousands of them. Now how can that be possible? Davinq thought. The maximum occupancy sign said 750 people.
"Bring it, bastards!" He cried.

11-17-2006, 02:44 PM
Kelvin dashed toward the gun store. He made it there and saw Zelda had run out of Ammo. Going to the back oof the store and completely ignoring Zelda's predicament, Psycho/Kelvin bashed the wall and a pile of Bullet packets rained down on him. Quickly reloading and getting to the front of the store. He cocked his Automatic TMP and said "Need some help?" and tossed Zelda some bullet packets.

11-17-2006, 07:58 PM
The gun shop barricade was doing nicely, but sooner or later they were going to run out of ammo. They Forumites needed to find a way to take control of the situation! But, eh, now what? Davinq thought. "Any suggestions guys? We can't keep this up forever."

11-17-2006, 08:08 PM
Mayhem frowned, he had a point. They had been at it for at least a good 10 minutes (though it felt like hours) and the ammo was quickly running short, forcing them to scrounge. Sadly, the gun store wasn't supplied with as many bullets as it had guns. Perhaps the zombies were being stalled well enough...

"A Molotov cocktail!" Mayhem blurted, "Someone has to find a glass bottle, fill it with liquor then stuff some cloth down it. You set it on fire with a lighter and then throw 'em at the bastards. While they're busy cooking we can make a run for it"

11-17-2006, 08:10 PM
"Already ahead of you." Avery was holding a bottle of champagne. "I was planning on getting plastered before dying, but you have better uses." Ave tossed Mayhem the champagne and a used hankerchief from her coat pocket. "Now, just fire."

11-17-2006, 08:56 PM
Davinq produces a packet of matches from his back pocket. Unfortunately, he was very bad at lighting matches, and it took ten tries to get one to stay lit. Then, Davinq took the hankerchief, glass, and champagne, lit it...

11-17-2006, 09:33 PM
"Well, that fixed the problem" said Psycho. He knew more would come.
"Barricade the doors. Hurry!" screamed Kelvin as he and the other Forumites continued to lock the doors. they all knew those wouldn't last long.

"All I got left are blade weapons. Katanas, spears, chainsaws, you name it. We need a plan to get more ammo. I think there's a secret supply in the basement. We can't get to it, so load up on anything you can find." said Psycho.

Luckily, they were in the perfect part of the mall. Around them were the hunting store, the sports store, the gun shop, the gardening shop(complete with chainsaws), and a KBtoys.

Ave, Dav, Mayhem, Zelda, and Psycho. They all loaded up to be ready for the soon to come Zombie invasion.

(Explain your characters current Artillery on your posts)

11-17-2006, 09:40 PM
Ave loaded up on a bow and arrow(since she hit the target a few times during archary), more alcohol for molotof cocktails, a gun thing that shot lazer beams, and a series collection of SFU for when she had some down time.

11-17-2006, 11:05 PM
Ready to kill, Halo loaded his M12 Shotgun.(The one from halo 2) Looking around at the battle-weary forumites, he knew there was no chance of survival.

11-18-2006, 01:31 PM
Mayhem had equipped herself with 3 more molotovs slung on her belt, a baseball bat, a large patio parasol and lastly; one of the few guns left in the shop that hadn't either A) jammed or B) run out of it's appropriate ammo, a small handgun.

"You can hear 'em trying to scratch their way through the barricade ..." Mayhem gulped, "You think we should just keep going? Once they break through it'll be a flood. If we try to go now maybe we can snatch ourselves some food and water from the cafeteria and get a head start to the third floor..."

zelda 41
11-18-2006, 01:40 PM
Zelda grabbed the ammo phycho threw and loaded a shotgun, pistol, and went to the knife counter to get some knives.

Zelda: Okay.......... what do we do now???? I'm scared.

11-18-2006, 02:13 PM
"We go to the electronics store and watch six feet under while resting for combat!" Ave pulled out her DVD and began to treck to the tv store. "This reminds me of that time we were at the mall in Mashi's RPG, and it was all destroyed and we looted FYE and Banana Republic and Hot Topic, and House was there. And there was a robot bunny, and Oleander sved us while PH and Dakrov ate chinese food with Raz and Lili."

11-18-2006, 02:17 PM
As Psycho Refigured the gigantic Blade and Chainsaw together, making the chainsaw blade, he said " Mayhem, thats a great plan. Anyway, we need to get to the basement. They have a huge amount of ammo there. Once we get to that, we are pretty much set. From every zombie movie, I've ever watched. They are gonna combine to make an ultimate super-zombie. We need the ammo in the basement. The only way through is through several zombie infested areas and through an exit through New Navy. New Navy is probably the safest route, but we aren't sure whats there, so we haffta shoot and chop through the zombie infested area." said Kelvin.

And with that the team cocked there weapons and became ready for battle.

zelda 41
11-18-2006, 02:27 PM
Zelda: Oh that sounds easy enough. I'm going now. Bye.

Zelda ran through the mobs of zombies and got stuck by five huge ones. They were like HUGE, like 10 feet tall.

Zelda: Woo, is that Shaq or Yomming? Oh well. HELPZERS!!!!

11-18-2006, 04:15 PM
The zombies had torn clear through the barricade, and they emerged through the small opening one by one ... and then, all hell went loose.

"I didn't think there would be this many!" Mayhem screamed. Swinging her bat, she managed to pull the zombies away from Zelda, pulling her by the arm away from the frenzy. There was another loud crash and Mayhem whipped her head back, "Welll duh! The zombies used the elevators!"

She ran back a little to gain some space, and continued her mad fervor, swingin the bat and smashing jaws, stopping to catch her breath while 3 zombies writhed in pain at her feet, "I dunno how long we can keep this up...Screw the food, the cafteeria gets supplies from downstaris with a pully system. If someone can fit into them and lower themselves down, they can get to the basement and bring ammo up to us. The others can hold the zombies down for as long as they can...woo, boy, this is tiring..."

11-18-2006, 04:17 PM
dangeROSS got to work. He rushed at the nearest group of zombies. He gained momentum, then put all the force he could into a crouch and then a leap. He flew through the air. Zombies followed his movements the whole time, mouths watering, hands itchy with anticipation at a new meal. dangeROSS came down right in the middle of the group. He had his sword in his right hand, and in his left was....... a blank voter registration form.

He shoved the from into the closest zombie's hands. It's expression was blank. Eyes rolled up into his head, mouth gaping with streams of drool coming out. Ross started to sweat wondering if this plan would work. He continued to stare at the zombie, beads of sweat began forming on his head. The zombie seemed to stand there forever not making any motion at all just staring blankly into the sky. Moaning in unision with all the other zombies present. Creating a chorus of horror. Ross toned out the horrible whaling, and just stared at the zombie. Stared with all his might. His eyes were starting to bug out. He was totally tunnel vision. Focused on this zombie.

Then it did it. It took the form and signed it. It signed it with a bloody smear hand mark. But that is still an acceptable signitaure for voter registration. It has been since the constituion was amended by zombie George Washington in 1985 presidental Zombie outbreak of cancun. As soon as it's dirty finger was off the page Ross freakin' sliced the zombie in half thourgh the stomach. It's top half went tumbling to the ground. The legs stood motionless for a second. Then they did the Charleston. HARD. And without and hands to help accompany the dance. But you could still tell what it was. Then they just fell too.

Ross finished the zombie with a sword poke to the dome piece. He whipped around. And saw an onslaught of zombies all pouring in around him. He ran head first into the group screaming at the top of his lungs the ancient war cry his Ninja master/kidnapper had taught him. Which he had swore was an ancient war cry, but it pretty much was just Ace of Base's I Saw the Sign.

And at that moment he thought ...I'm going to need some more paper.

11-18-2006, 06:52 PM
Psycho kept chopping through the massive amounts of zombie. His chainsaw blade was covered in bool. His trenchcoat had turned slightly Reddish-black from the bool. He was tiring out. Then the ten foot zombie soon called up several dozens of the other zombies and grew into a massive gorilla like creature.

"oh crap." said Psychochaos. Acting quickly he chopped offf its head. Unluckily, more the head became more zombies and recombined with the body reforming the head.
"You have got to be kidding me." said Psycho.
Suddenly, a laser shot it in the back of the head.
The creature turned toward Darth, hungry for brain. the odd thing was the injury din't recover.

(Note:The Massive Zombie thing won't heal back if it's hit by a laser. Darth's the one with the laser so darth can beat it.)

11-18-2006, 07:18 PM
"SKREW THE BLUEEEEEEEEE!!!!!" Darth yelled, hurling lazer beams at zombies while doing a mascot dance. "THIS ONE'S FOR WOODY!!!" Darth yelled as she lazered the massive zombie thing to death. Everyone stared at here.

"Yeah, I'm an O State fan." She said, smiling while wiping the zombie blood spatters from her face. "HAAAAANG ON SNOOPY, SNOOPY HANG ON!!"

Det. Bart Lasiter
11-18-2006, 08:09 PM
And then the universe blew up because God got pissed while removing a splinter. The end.

11-18-2006, 08:15 PM
And then the universe blew up because God got pissed while removing a splinter. The end.
(Smon, please use your supermoderator! powers to delete this post. This tomfoolery has just begun.)

Det. Bart Lasiter
11-18-2006, 08:31 PM
What are these "supermoderator powers" of which you speak? Smon, please use your mod powers to correct Ave's post.

11-18-2006, 08:51 PM
*Jmac attampts to rape everybody, including himself.
-1000 Stamina
-1000000 Ass integrity

11-18-2006, 09:02 PM
What are these "supermoderator powers" of which you speak? Smon, please use your mod powers to correct Ave's post.
He may not be a supermod(yet) but he's my #2 BFF on here. So their pretty super to a normal user like myself.

11-18-2006, 09:26 PM
This argument is pointless. On with the RP!

Davinq ran into the nearest KBtoys, and immediately found what he was looking for: a SuperSoaker! Tearing it out of it's packaging, he ran into the bathroom, which had a jug of holy water, which he stocked up on.

Sprinting out of the shop, Davinq took in his bearings. There was barely a foot of space left in the mall that a zombie wasn't occupying now. And he couldn't even see any of his friends. I'm going to need a bigger gun, Davinq thought.

11-18-2006, 09:29 PM
"It's not the size of the gun, it's how you use it!" screamed Carrot Top as he rappelled down through the skylight, decked out in commando gear. The RD gang had much bigger problem to worry about now than zombies.

11-18-2006, 09:38 PM
Blasting his way through the zombie ranks, Davinq was making quite a bit of progress in thinning the ranks with his holy water-powered SuperSoaker. Eventually though, he was going to run out of juice, and that was why he was carving a path to the sword shop.

Eventually, Davinq wound up on the doors of the place, and there was a single zombie standing in his way. He lined up the scope to aim, and... Nothing. "Blast it! No juice!" He was trying to find an alternative when the zombie charged.

11-18-2006, 09:44 PM
"Eat Anna's Linens!' Mayhem laughed as she herself charged the advancing zombie on a shopping cart with the patio umbrella fully opened. With an 'oof', the zobie was tackled down and Mayhem endured a painful crash," ...nggg...'s'alright" She shot a thumbsup as to rpove her point.

11-18-2006, 11:08 PM
"RAWRRRRR!" Yelled Ave, shooting more zombies with her lazer thing. "How the hell is Brandom still alive when he hasn't been doing anything??" Ave roundhouse!kicked a zombie and stomped it's head in with her boot heel.

Det. Bart Lasiter
11-19-2006, 02:12 AM
And then everything imploded. The end. Goddammit.

St. Jimmy
11-19-2006, 06:18 AM
~That was the coolest, most courages thing I have ever seen a human being do.~ Jimmy thought to himself. "If only I was that badass I could make zombies sign paper too." He said aloud. Realising that everyone else had... LEFT HIM BEHIND! He made for the nearest macca's and drank straight out of the soft-drink machine. "mmm... Sticky goodness...wow! The soft serve machine!"
After having his fill he made out to find the others.

11-19-2006, 09:54 AM
"Zombies Zombies and more zombies! Goddam Zombies. They just keep coming. " said Psycho.

The forumites kept battling on through. Dav had run out of ammo. Luckily Psycho had chopped through most of the zombiessurrounding Dav. More powerful zombies showed up.

"Damn it!" said Psycho.
There were several wolfins and a slasher just waiting for brain. Darth took out the slasher with here laser. Zelda and mayhem were able to take care of 2 wolfins. That just left Psycho with a octo zombie. (octozombie:When zombies combie to creat a monster with 8 bodies as legs and head made of heads you get an octo zombie) He quickly chopped off its legs and sliced his head into pieces.

Soon all the zombies combined to create about a dozen more octo zombies.

zelda 41
11-19-2006, 12:31 PM
Zelda managed to kill five zombies so far.(Can a zombie die if it's dead?)
Anyway, she was takin down a group when the 10 foot zombie thing snuck up behind her and hit her in the head, causing lots of blood.
Zelda: OUCH! That.... hurt...... *falls over*

11-19-2006, 12:34 PM
Once Psycho had cleared the way for him, Davinq burst into the store and took the closest katana he could find.

Rushing back out, he was baffled to see all the nearby zombies running in the opposite direction. Then he noticed Carrot Top. They were all determined to take him down, but...

Meanwhile, Davinq noticed something odd. No matter which way the regiments were going, there was always one standing in the east corner of the food court. Not always the same zombie, but one was always there. He went to investigate.

11-19-2006, 05:45 PM
"I am taking a very long, very hot shower after this..." Mayhem grumbled, "I'm covered in zombie slobber, guts and blood and gah! My clothes... it will take forever to get these stains out!" Hell hath no fury like a girl's scorn. Especially if you've just ruined her clothes. Powered by a newfound fury, Mayhem threw all her cocktails and icinerated at least 2 of the octozombies.

"Haha! That will teach ya! Uh, Dav...the fight's this way... fine. Kill yourself. I get to keep all your cool stuff" Mayhem said, then taking notice of Jimmy "Hey Jimmy! I tried to drag ya up here... but whatever! Take this baseball bat!' She threw the bat at him, luckily it didn't hit his head, Just his arm. Wait... yeah, he was fine.

Yay patio umbrellas! Succesfully slamming into the zombie about to eat Zel as she had done before (crashing again, but Mayhem doesnt learn), Mayhem sprayed the disenfectant on herself, and the waking Zelda. "Pass it around ... Yeesh, there are WAY too many of them. I dunno bout ya guys, but I' fallin' back and hiding in the nearest Hollister..."

11-19-2006, 05:47 PM
"And I'm going to the disney store to sleep in the giant pile of stuffed animals." Ave shot more zombies as she went to her bed place.

11-19-2006, 05:57 PM
Mayhem never reached the Hollister. If there was anything good, it was that only a few zombies had eeked in through the other elevators and escalators. But some had managed to trail her. Mayhem ran into the nearest Music Store, the zombies slowly lumbering behind. She popped in a CD ... hip hop. Good thing these zombies were into it, cuz they started dancing and completely ignoring her. Taking a small boombox and hoisting it onto her shoulder, Mayhem carefully made her way to the exit of the store. A zombie lunged for her but she pulled back, "Nuh-uh! Dont you make me put in this Celine Dion!" She waved the CD above her head to prove her point. Needless to say, she got no trouble from there.

"Yo, Dav! Whatcha doin!?"

zelda 41
11-19-2006, 05:58 PM
Zelda woke and still woozy, got up. She was still kinda bloody, but managed to kick a zombie in the head and knock it off. After that, she made her way to Smon, Psycho, and Jimmy to help.

Zelda: Hey, Psycho, how the hell did they all get here?

11-19-2006, 06:30 PM
Ave layed on top of the tiggers while trying to watch Mulan while a few zombies lurked in. She pulled out her bow and arrow and shot them. "I want some popcorn." Ave leaped from her seat and walked to the nearest Caribou Coffee for an iced coffee and then to Auntie Ann's Pretzals for some popcorn and a pretzal. She then had the idea to invite everyone else over for a break in the disney store. She'd just close the gate to the store while they chillaxed. After gathering her foodproducts and killing more zombies, she found the rest of her forumite friends. "Sup? You guys wanna chillax in the Disney Store? We need breaks."

zelda 41
11-19-2006, 07:02 PM
Zelda saw Darth and leaped towards her, kicking a zombie from behind.

Zelda: Sure, I need a break, and a bandage.

She started back while Darth talked to them and saw the worst: The floors above them were overcralwing with zombies. The elevators had so much blood, it wasn't funny. Some started falling down from the top and she panicked.

Without thinking, Zelda ran to the employee's back room and snuck up the back stairs to peek out the top. She saw no one there, but saw the security room. She tiptoed to the room and went in, seeing lots of camaras.

Zelda: Oh.... my god.

On the main camara, the zombies were all gathering sharp things and leftover guns. No human was left. Except the fourmers. The zombies were now all staring toward the gun shop the guys were in.

Zelda: Oh no. This is not good, not good at all. I have to go back to help.
She started to go, but somone grabbed her and put their hand over her mouth, causing her unable to speak or breath.

11-19-2006, 07:41 PM
Ignoring Mayhem's call, Davinq was creeping up silently on the lone zombie of the bottom floor. Retrieving a holy water balloon from his pocket, he got up right behind the guy and splashed him. He fell without a sound.

Instantly, another zombie 'ghosted' out of the ground to take its place!

11-19-2006, 08:37 PM
"So many." Thought Pscho. "Where the F#ck is Zelda?" said Psycho.

Soon, the unearthly amount of zombies burst throughto their floor.

"I didn't think I would have to use ... it so early." said Psycho. Psycho took out a coke can and drank it. His Chainsaw blade started glowing.

"Bankai!!!" screamed Psycho as his Chainsaw blade turned into a black katana with a buddist manji (Nazi Swastika for those who don't know) at the hilt.

"Timme to kick some arse." said Psycho.

At unhumane spped he sliced annd diced through the hourds. Zombie by zombie fell cut in half to the ground. The hourds were shrinking at incredible rate. The other forumites watched in awe at the unexpected power of his attacks. Blood was spilling everywhere. Zombie guts all over the ground. Psycho had eliminated the ranks.

His sword returned to its original form and Psycho passed out.
More zombies came and the forumites prepared to make sure Psycho didn't get eaten.

(Hehe. BLEACH reference)

11-19-2006, 10:37 PM
Davinq was aghast. What was going on? It was clear that the zombies were spawning from underground. But that must mean... Oh no! I've got to go warn the others!, and he ran off to find the rest of the forumites.

On the way, he found a crowd of zombies fighting each other in front of Victoria Secret, over bras! The distraction was all Davinq needed to whip out his katana and cut the undead beasties into ribbons. After the deed was done, Davinq decided it wouldn't hurt to take a peek inside...

11-19-2006, 11:59 PM
Mayhem had ran into the Disney store, life was good surrounded by plush animals and chinese takeout she had managed to steal.

"Hey... where are Zel and Dav...?"

St. Jimmy
11-20-2006, 06:51 AM
Ignoring the bruise on his arm, Jimmy made his way to the Disney store with his newly aquired baseball bat. Realizing he'd never actually used a baseball bat as a weapon he figured he'd try it out. (He was a good swing, as he used to play baseball) OWNED! "Dude, that had to have been a home run!" He spoke to the now-headless zombie corpse. Bang! A fair smack to the torso, completley uneffetive but it had a hood whack to it. "Well, this should do nicely." He wandered over to the Disney store.

zelda 41
11-20-2006, 06:45 PM
Zelda awoke in a different room, the smell of rotten corspe all around her. She looked around, before noticing she was tied up and had a rag over her mouth. She noticed a few piles of flesh and bones, while two zombies snacked on it, ignoring her. One stopped and stared at her. Her heart raced as it lingered to her, a piece of bloody flesh in it's hands.
~thinking~ Oh no, I'm so dead. I don't want to die.
She started to cry, as it dropped the flesh on her pants.

Zombie: Eat...... it........ master.........
~thinking~ Master? It thinks I'm it's MASTER?
Zombie:.....eat........ others.....come....... master has awoken........

Ten other zombies entered the small room, carring metel objects.

Zelda: Uh, how am I your master?
Zombie: Other master is evil...... You show emotion....... Other master doesn't.... We help you and your friends........

The zombie took a metel piece from the ground and used it to cut Zelda's rope. She broke out of it and stood up to look at the zombies.

Zelda: Uhh, thanks. What's your name?
Zombie: Danyetta. Yours?
Zelda: Uhh, Abby. Or Zelda, whichever.
Danyetta: Well then, Abby, we will be glad to assist you and your friends. ZOMBIES: MARCH!

Danyetta led Zelda and the zombies to an airway above where everyone was. They dropped down in and the group starred at them. Dav started to shot at Danyetta, but Zelda stopped him.

Zelda: No, they're good zombies! They wanna help. They got me out of there.

She went to Mayhem, who was watching Mulan.
Zelda: Dude, what happened to Psycho???

11-20-2006, 08:18 PM
Ross was a swirling sea of registration and death. He would have made any government paid employee proud. He punched through one zombies head only to reach another zombie behind it and handed it the form.

(Now for some reason zombies are compelled to fill out any papers given to them, much like they are compelled to consume human flesh and BRAINSSSS. This is a well known fact apparently, but this information is left out of most movies and other zombie related media as it is not as exciting to hear zombies moaning....What'sss maahh sooccial securityy nummmmber againnn??? Except for the cult favorite Day of the Zombies fillingout forms. In which numerous zombies can be heard moaning this throughout the movie while murdering people and getting brains on papers they are filling out.)

The zombie filled out the paper. Ross quickly used the paper in quick slicing actions to give the zombie the mother of all paper cuts. It fell into little pieces on the ground. He then withdrew his arm and hand from the other zombies skull, slicing that in half with the same peice of paper.

So far he had 54 signatures. The whole death of hundreds, people being eaten alive and destruction of millions of dollars of prpoerty damage was turning out to be a pretty succesful venture thus far. At this rate, he could have a few hundred after a few days. Also he would most likely be dead or a zombie himself at that time. Which would be sweet. A zombie Ninja in the government would be great for zombie rights everywhere. Not much has progressed since the previously afformention Presidental Zombie reawakening in 1985 which ended tragically in Cancun.

Out of nowhere a detached zombie hand landed on his shoulder. It caught his off gaurd. It began choking him trying to pick his nose. Which was cool. Except for the while choking thing. He began gasping unable to breathe. He couldn't cut it off because it's closeness to his neck and it's likeliness of him chopping his dome piece off. He began blacking out. Everything was gettting very distorted. Things began spinning. He had dropped the registrtion form in all this commotion, and it was just out of reach. He strecthed with all his might for the paper next to him. It was getting so hard just to focus. He barely managed to get a finger on it and dragged it toward himself. He was just about done and he knew it. It took everything he had but he brought the paper to his neck. The zombie hand paused. It was drawn between killing and filling out paper forms. IT panicked. It didn't know what to do. It finally released it's grasp on Ross' neck and grabbed the paper. It started filling it out in a hurry most likely to get back to killin'. Ross grabbed his sword and brought it down hard on the hand. He was wheezing and releaved to be free from the grip.

He heard a cackling laugh. He whipped around to see a white clad man in a white top hat. It was the PIRATE POOP DAWG"S HENCHEMAN THE WIZARD. And in his hand was a voter registration form for ..........THE PIRATE. And it had at least a hundred signatures....

Carrot top fell from the ceiling surronded by broken glass from the skylight he just busted through. He landed right onto of a zombie destroying it and spraying blood all over. He got up without missing a beat. He ripped the head off the nearest zombie and said "Looks like he's a HEAD CASE! Yuck yuck yuck." He then freakin' crushed the head in his massive man grip. Just then his prop-chest came smashing through the next closest skylight. It too landed on a zombie. But the zombie got back up and was now covered in hilariously zany props. All other zombies saw this and laughed at the zombie. Who then felt self conscious and spontaniously combusted. Which was awesome. Carrot Top ran over to the prop chest and began rummaging through it. His reighn of terror had just begun.

Then another skylight suddenly expoloded. (luckily this mall featured the most skylights of any mall anywhere, ever.) Steven Segal flew through the smashed glass. His arms were outstretched as if he was feeling the very fabric of reality and was embraced within it as one, a beautiful joining of life and nature. Zombies everywhere looked up in awe. And CRIED. TEARS OF JOY. It was the most beautitful thing any of them, or for that matter any person ever in history of mankind has ever seen.

Time seemed to be crawling by, as if in slow motion. And it was. Because he wanted it to be. He banked left and then leveled off and did a loop de loop with amazing grace and ease. He began twirling in a tornado of awesomeness and lowered himself to the ground. He landed and seconds afterwards the air around him finally stopped swirling and everything was still again. Everything was still until he began his awesomeness......

Also another skylight exploded and Shadow came flying through. He farted.

11-20-2006, 10:30 PM
^ That's looooong. 0.o


Davinq was confused. Good zombies?

And unfortunately I have to run off to soccer, I'll elaborate upon my return.

11-20-2006, 11:13 PM
Walking towards the food court at the other end of the mall, Halo gripped his shotgun tightly. Ducking under tables and behind chairs, he waited for any zombie ambushes.
'Well I better get some food stashed and head back to the others.'he thought.
Looking at a map to see his cordinance, he found a backup generator down three stairways, meaning 2 stories underground. Taking out his walkie-talkie he scanned frequencies for any allies to tell the news.

St. Jimmy
11-21-2006, 05:53 AM
Wiping the tears of joy from his eyes, St. Jimmy began hysterically running around with voter registration forms. "Can't you see?!" He intoned. "This is what we were sent here for! Do you guys really think it was a coincidence that we all ended up here, in the same place, together? We are here to gain the votes of zombies! It's our fate!" Running as fast as he could, Jimmy had no regard for his personal safety. He ran through hordes of zombies, over benches, and through potplants. He had absolutely no idea where he was running to, but he had a mission and he was determined.

11-21-2006, 03:14 PM
Psycho woke up and crawled to the nearest disney store.

"Need a nap."Said Psycho as he passed out on the Cinderella blanket.

Something fell out his trench coat. They were 2 pairs of gloves.
A pioece of paper that fell with the gloves said "Personalized weaponry gloves. Put these on and you get a powerful weapon made from your own soul. Great for zombie robot and alien invasions."

Mayhem and Zelda looked at them and thought that Psycho woulnd't miss them.

zelda 41
11-21-2006, 06:26 PM
Zelda agreed to stay guard while he slept. She saw the paper and read it.

Zelda: Wooh, what do we have here? "Personalized weaponry gloves"? What the hell are those?

Danyetta rolled on the ground to watch Mulan. She heard Zelda and sighed.

Danyetta: You don't know? They're fighting weapons. Used them when I was alive and in the Area 51. You shouldn't use them

Zelda: Why? Are they dangerous?

Danyetta: Very. They USE YOUR SOUL. It feeds off it.

Zelda: How do you know so much?

Danyetta: Because. I was a teen genuis. But our headquarters made the zombie virus trying to create the perfect human and........ they tested it on me and my boyfriend, the zombie's leader.....

Mayhem: Guys, we got company.

The zombies Zelda saw were now entering the store. Hundreds, carrying sharp weapens and guns.

Zelda: Dammit, this is not good. Danyetta, get the good zombies to go fight. Mayhem, Darth, do whatever. I'll get Psycho up and we'll meet up.

They agreed and went to work. Zelda attempted to get Psycho.

Zelda: C'mon dude, get up...

11-21-2006, 07:07 PM
Psycho: eh. Wahts goin on?" asked Psycho.

He saw the numerous zombies and prepared to attack. then he saw Danyetta and tried to attack her. He pulled his chainsaw blade and was 3 inches away from slicing her to pieces.

"Wait! I'm a good guy!" said Danyetta.

"A good zombie. Must of been alive at time of zombification.Very well. I'll let you live." said Psycho. He continued to battle adn saw the huge number of them. He had been too injured from his Bankai use.

"Take this" said Psycho as he tossed a shining orb thingy to Zelda.

"Say your name and it will become a weapon. The weapon is different from person to person. If you train at it enough you can release your power from within and achieve Bankai. This won't drain your soul. It's like an evolved form of the personal weapon gloves. This Chainsaw Blade is my weapon. Use it to hold off those other zombies while I heal up on mickey bars and Little Mermaid Lollipops." said Psycho.

"And I got my I on you "good" zombie" said psycho.

zelda 41
11-21-2006, 07:24 PM
Zelda took the orb and looked at it. It was odd, and felt like it was glowing. She was reluctant to say her name, bu t seeing the zombies, she did.

Zelda: Uh, Abby.

The orb shook and glowed bright pink with black hearts, then exploded in her hands. The smoke cleared, and she held two small fans with metal blades at the top.

Zelda: Woh, awesome.

She unfoled the fans and tested them on a zombie. It cut it in half, blood going everywhere.

The orb appeared again and she threw it to Psycho. This was such a weird day..

11-21-2006, 08:55 PM
Psycho started wolfing down on Disney themed candy whil off in the distance something walks.

"Our ranks are growing. There is nothing those forumties of Razputin's domain can stop us. and just to piss them off, Raz is a Faggot.Those losers." said a mystrious character.
The mysterious charcter summoned a large bow and arrow and prepared to assist his zombie hourds.

(I don't think Raz is a Fag. I just had the mysterious character say that so he would be hated more.)

Det. Bart Lasiter
11-21-2006, 09:29 PM



why is this thread still here?????

11-21-2006, 09:44 PM
I don't know jmac. But like all the other RPG's the narutards are in, this one is getting majorly ****ed up.

I think Avery will die now.

A zombie came up to Avery with a pipe. "OW!" Avery yelled, before collasping.

May she be buried next to Marcel...

11-21-2006, 10:58 PM
So ... should we all die then? The RPG would still have and ending, albeit a morbidly sad one ... if that ends up being the case, I'd like to think the ZA!RPG was unique.

St. Jimmy
11-21-2006, 11:17 PM
Bloodied and bruised, St. Jimmy rampaged through the shopping mall. "Phew, that's at least 7 signatures." He puffed. "This isn't easy." He swung his bat at a hairdressers right next to him, reached through the window and pulled out a bottle of hair spray. "I have no idea what I'm going to do with this" He looked at the bottle. "I was going to drink it but that would be really stupid."
Jimmy bent down on one knee, and with one hand sprayed the bat with hair spray. With the other hand, the attached the broken peices of glass on the the end of the bat, effectively, making a mace.
"Alright, let's try this sucker out." He hefted his weapon. "IT'S NOT OVER BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE!!!" He shreiked at the nearest zombies. He charged straight at the conveniantly place cluster of nearby zombies. Thud. A swift uppercut with the bladed bat caught the closest zombie in the jaw. It fell backwards with the blow and toppled. Repeatedly hitting it with the bat while it was down effectively turned it to a pulpy mush. "Sign here bitches." He handed around the voting form. The zombie pals were so awe struck by the awesome death sequence of their friend that they willingly complied and kneeled down to let St. Jimmy kill them.
"Twelve signatures." He breathed, looking at the paper. He ran off dodging the fallen corpses.

11-22-2006, 01:39 AM
Just then a zombie dog came up to Ross. They stared at each other. Then out of nowhere music started playing. ACE OF BASE to be exact.

Then the Zomba-dog starts doing the Charleston...HARD. Like freakin' 80 mph. He a freakin' blur. You're eyes start watering because of the wind it's producing, but also because it's so beautiful.

And the zombie presidents make a dramatic return from Cancun. With jet packs. They also start dancing. Many a hip gyrate (spelling?).

Then we all play Chicken Limbo. Which is like regualr limbo, except using a chicken. If you mess up the chicken laughs at you. It is a very intense ten hour game that is quite stressful on all involved.

I think Ross jabbed the wizard in the el- stomach. I'll flesh out the details another time.

Oh and steven Segal and Carrot Top are both zombies now too. But Steven is not really a zombie. Because he cant die. He's just pretending because he likes to mess with his victims heads. He's cool like that. He plans on just killing everything within a 30 mile radius for kicks after he leaves the mall. He wants to eat a chicken patty before he does that.

Carrot Top can be dead for all I care. Do with him as you please. Wait, he pooped in his pants too.

11-28-2006, 12:41 AM
Davinq was confused. Again. He had just totally spaced out, and not a single zombie had attacked him. Then he remembered. Good zombies?! Now I've seen everything He thought. Out loud he said "Alright, you! Go keep an eye on that zombie spawn spot, see if anything can become of it. You, you and you! Come with me. You! Go see what became of Abby, Ave, Mayhem - all the chicks. You! Go see if you can help Jimmy with his signature collecting. You! Find out what became of carrot top. The rest of you! Go get all the cash out of the cash registers of as many stores as you can - report only to me. Got that?"
"Good. Move out!"


Davinq was nervous. The ground had started rumble, if only slightly, and he had a suspicion of what was going on. He ran off in the direction of the spawn point.


Upon arrival, a giant three-headed dog appeared with a flash of smoke and a loud *pop!* If Davinq had any vocal cords left in time, he would have screamed. Unfortunately, a rather vicious zombie came up on him from behind, and violently scratched his throat out.


1992 to 2006
Killed in the line of duty.


@Mayhem: didn't you say 13 pages worth, maximum? We didn't even get close :(. But yes, unique it is. And also my first, I believe. *blushes*

St. Jimmy
11-28-2006, 07:00 AM
Jimmy ran along a mezanine. He hadn't thought of looking down to the floor below untill now.
Thousands of zombies thronged in a mass of rotting flesh and pained moans. His eyes lit up as his smile slowly spread across his face. Thinking about nothing except the glory of ninjas, he balanced on one arm and jumped down to the floor below. A sudden, sharp pain jolted through his legs as he landed and he almost buckled. Only half realising the pain he immediately straightened. Flailing his bat in a frenzy of hope, pride, ninja love and fury, he fought as many as he could while desperately handing out papers and getting signatures.

He swung his bat for what must have been forever, sweat dripping off of his chin, arms and legs straining to function. He was flagging, he needed to reach a point where he could get more advantage over the swarming zombies. Bashing his way through the hordes he made his way to the performance stage. From there he should be able to swing down at the masses and throw forms to the zombies he wasn't holding back.

Barely lifting himself with his arms, he finally got on the stage. Better, minimal zombies, and slightly more space. He began to throw paper at the oncoming swarm as the nearest of the attackers scaled the stage. Batting their heads, and pulping their arms he was losing time. Too may were around the stage, too many were climbing up. Now they were coming from each side aswell as from the ground, he turned around while stagnant arms reached for his legs. Swinging as fast as he could, his arms were beggining to fail. Closing in, the zombies crowded too close for him to swing his bat in full arcs anymore. He made jabbing motions at his assailants as he tried to pry his feet from the crowds behind him. They were close enough to reach out and touch. As he thrusted his bat, one of the nearest zombies slowly brushed the blow aside and pushed the bat away. With no weapon to aid him, he fought desperately with his tired hands. In one motion, the three closest figures reached out and firmly pushed him into the sea below. Slowly, he fell, brushing past the bodies on the way down. He landed on his back, too crowded to get up, he writhed and kicked with all that he had left. "You'll never take me! Ever!!!" He roared at them. Pinning him down with sheer mass and numbers, he was unable to move while an indifferent zombie repeatedly beat his chest with a crowbar, collapsing his ribcage and ending his breathing among other things. He was so hot while he lay there, everything was thick, the air, his body, his thoughts. So hard, so hot. His mucsles stopped tensing as he lost conciousness shortly followed by his heartbeat.


St. Jimmy
- 2006

11-28-2006, 03:37 PM
Psycho choked on a Beuty and the Beast jawbreaker

We'll miss him. Somewhat.

St. Jimmy
11-28-2006, 04:46 PM
Someone PLEASE post another death. It doesn't even have to be your own... just post a death.

zelda 41
11-28-2006, 05:28 PM
Zelda went out to the center of the mall. She looked around and a zombie snuck up on her and choked her with a piece of meat sausage thing.

She was so young. Not really.

11-28-2006, 09:23 PM
The wizard held out his huge list of signatures on the registration form. He laughed manically. It was infectious laughter. Ross laughed too. For a good 5 minutes they were both laughing. HARD. Then Ross wiped the laugh tears from his eyes and got supa serious.

If the Wizard got out of here with those names to contribute towards Pirates presidental campaighn, not too much would happen really. Maybe? I'm not entirely surehow the whole voter registration works. It might matter ALOT though.

But, it was also a matter of principles damnit. Freakin' Wizards always doing whatever they want. Casting spells and cursing people and what not. Screw that.
So Ross bum rushed the Wizard at like 500 million miles an hour or something crazy like that.

But he ressurected all the dead forumites in front of Ross. The Zombie forumites were supa scary and supa dead. Wizard assumed that Ross would somehow be emotionally attached to the fellow RD'ers or something. Which is totally emo. One of the very first parts of his ninja kidnapping/training was to remove the part of his brain where feelings come from. And also the part that makes you fart.

He was pulling out his crazy cool sword getting ready to freakin' stab and cut like crazy. But then he stopped. He hesitated. Was he really emotionally connected to these people? Did he really care? No he just considered the fact that he hadn't gotten their signatures yet. He then realized it didn't matter. 95% of the people who visit this site are mad underage and they can't even fill out voter registration stuff anyway. He then whistled supa loud. The nearest Hot Topic store freakin blew up crazy good. Fire and debris and stuff came flying out.

And so did his dog Shadow. Shadow was a pretty normal dog. Except for the fact that he was alittle fat, alittle dumb/supa smart, knew kung fu and how to use a gun, and had a giant gatlin' gun strapped to his back. Shaodw smiled. Which isn't even possible because he's a dog, but he did anyway. And then he started to let the bullets fly.......

OH, Lets make it a choose your own advenure thingee!

If you would like to see a supa cool scene where Shadow blows up the dead formuites turn to page 38.

If you want to see a crazy battle between Ross and Wizard over dead zombie signatures turn to page 43.

If you would like this thread to die a horrible death, put the book down and go outside.... and then lie under a truck.

If you would like to eat poop, run to your toilet real quick and then eat whats in there after you poo, and then turn to page 69.

If you would like to see a hot man-on-man action between Wizard and Ross you are freakin' sick and should stab yourself in the face with something supa sharp. And then turn to page 99, and try to swallow the whole book. While listening to the meat circus level music over and over again, because it's so annoying and I hate it so much.

St. Jimmy
11-28-2006, 10:12 PM
*Turns to page 69, loooks disgustedly, and then turns to page 43*

11-29-2006, 12:28 AM
Smon was standing on top of a broken battle tank outside the mall, zombies were all around him and as they slowly devoured the other forumers he let out a desperate yell to the heavens, left eternally unanswered.


Brandon "Smon" Waldmann
"And yet he complained...

...his belly was not yet full."

12-01-2006, 12:59 AM
I think page 69 is winning in my mind as well. Followed closely by page 38. I should have put an option in for the jetpack return of the Zombie presidents as well. And Steven Segals mass carnage. If given time I'll work them all out. Except for one...

12-01-2006, 01:03 AM
*turns to pg 43*

In their desperation and thoughtless furvor, the RD gang had scattered. No longer were they the loosely-banded gang of mismatched youths, the ones that formulated plans and had managed to help each other get this far . . . but in their efforts to survive they had forgotten the golden rule of zombie survival: safety in numbers. Mayhem blamed Carrot Top. With all the pandemonium, managing to make a plan and stick to it had proven to be the achilles heel of them all, and they had each gone their seperate ways hoping that whatever they'd had in mind would succeed. And it hadn't. For anyone.

They had never even made it to the third floor, Mayhem thought bitterly. Despite the funnel that was the escalators, the zombies poured in. Through elevators and air-ducts even! With so little to work with, the RD gang was doomed. The gunshop was so overrun attempting to near it was suicide. Various items from merchandise to stands to windows and more were in various states of disrepair, fire creeping throughout from the cafe section. There were some advantages to being thin though, Mayhem had managed to slink away as far as she could and had made a makeshift fort of that ubrella, another shopping cart, and some lawn chairs. It was pitiful.Mayhem had opened a flap of the ubrella slightly, just enough to witness the death and revival of all her friends. Her eyes were wide with shock and she bit her lip, looking away with eyes shutting tight, tears starting to roll down her cheeks. With the final moments of what would be her life, Mayhem sent text messages and picture of said final moments to her friends and family. Hey, this was 'work'-related, the Hunters had a great plan, they'd send in a clone or robot or something ... right?

She dared to peek out. A dog. A wizard. And Ross. The zombified RD gang too. This could not end good. She heard a loud hiss/moan. Mayhem flipped her head in it's direction, but it was too late. The zombie wrapped its hands around Mayhem's thin neck, and she began struglging to breath. It managed to lift her to her feet even, and she was pretty helpless, gasping for air and pleading for help, her nails digging into his hands to undo them. She was fully aware of the other zombies closing in. She gave a swift kick to the zombies groin. He lost his grip and dropped Mayhem to the ground, she sputtering, he keeled over. Mayhem managed to reach into her little hovel of a fort and clasped the aluminum, blood-soaked bat in one hand at the rather torn umbrella in the other. And she ran.

She wouldn't go down without a fight. But zombies dont give up so easily neither. Zombies rushed in after her, and Mayhem ignored her bawling, her fear and pain and she ran full force as fast a her legs would let her with the umbrella opened. She was only able to see through a patch. A zombie came in after her from behind and she slung the bat, knocking it down. Mayhem neared her zombified friends and Ross ... and then she felt a dull pain across her back. It was a SWAT member fully garbed. "Hey... at least the government knows that the virus works now ..." He rasped, "Too bad all of you had to die to make sure. We just cant allow any survivors." Mayhem's eyes widened at her discovery, but it wouldn't matter. He swung the bat, she managed to roll away.

"You're tryng to prevent Ninja ForPrez from winning the elections by killing off his supportres," Mayhem spat, now standing on shaky feet.

"Now how would you know!?"

"Watching Ross and the Wizard duke it out for ballots - even the wavers made me realize. You conservative types never liked ForPrez anyway ..."

"But how-"

"I'm his campaign manager!" Mayhem shrieked, tackling the SWAT officer.

"Bitch! It's not gonna matter, you're gonna die, just like all your little friends!"

"Too bad, I got you on my cell-phones record feature then," Mayhem smirked, blood seeping from her mouth. It was on a auto-send anyway, she just had to send it to her friends and family ... one press of a button.

The SWAT offcier then aimed ... and fired. Mayhem's eyes glazed over, her heart ceasing to beat. But her cell-phone flew from her hand ... landing at Ross's feet. Her final words came out in a forced whisper, a smile on her lips, "Too bad I died before The Simpsons movie came out ... Please ... we need a hero ... and I'm too lazy ... Vote Ninja for '08..."
__________________________________________________ ______________________
Marissa 'Mayhem' Sandoval
So close to turning 14 too. Just 5 more days.

12-01-2006, 01:13 AM
Damn. Everybody keeps dying on me. Hmmm. I want to keep this going but it would be pointless without everyone else around. Should we all decide some momumental way to end this? Like everyone contributes and we find a kick ass way for this all to end? Or just let it slowly fade away?

12-01-2006, 01:42 PM
__________________________________________________ ______________________
Marissa 'Mayhem' Sandoval
So close to turning 14 too. Just 5 more days.

Haha I only a month older than you.
That is awesome. :)

12-01-2006, 05:44 PM
Damn. Everybody keeps dying on me. Hmmm. I want to keep this going but it would be pointless without everyone else around. Should we all decide some momumental way to end this? Like everyone contributes and we find a kick ass way for this all to end? Or just let it slowly fade away?
I like the concept, not so much the super-powers and ninja skills. I mean, what are the odds a bunch of nerds talking about Psychonauts would have super-powers? Time to save it!
Then as Smon, dead and lifeless, laid on the ground, he woke up.

"BWAH! What just happened?"
"Nothing, you ready to go?"
"Sure am Mr. Mercury!"
"Then LET'S ROCK!"


"Ah! Oh... hey, Purple Squid, I had this dream I was in Queen... and played guitar, and Freddy Mercury was still alive and-"
"You're headless."
"No I'm no-... OH GOD."


"You've been hit by, a smoooooth crim-in-al."

This actually happened.

"So, we're locked up, and and zombies are right outside, and our only weapons are these games at Gamestop?!"

Eh... yeah, this looks real.

Deus ex machina saves a thread again!

12-01-2006, 06:31 PM

Halo opened the door to the stairwell. Turing on his flashlight helped him see the stairwell better.

Reloading his shotgun he inched his way down to the basement, a total of 3 flights of stairs. All of the sudden he heard somthing slithering at the bottem of the deep hole. Halo raised up his shotgun up to his shoulder. His light flickered. He pulled out his walkie talkie and scanned the radio for any other surrviving RD members. " Hello? Hello? Anyone read me?"

zelda 41
12-01-2006, 07:56 PM
Weird voiice:OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOhhhhh, it is I Zelda's ghost. I'm awesome and dead.

Det. Bart Lasiter
12-01-2006, 08:03 PM
"So many." Thought Pscho. "Where the F#ck is Zelda?" said Psycho.

Soon, the unearthly amount of zombies burst throughto their floor.

"I didn't think I would have to use ... it so early." said Psycho. Psycho took out a coke can and drank it. His Chainsaw blade started glowing.

"Bankai!!!" screamed Psycho as his Chainsaw blade turned into a black katana with a buddist manji (Nazi Swastika for those who don't know) at the hilt.

"Timme to kick some arse." said Psycho.

At unhumane spped he sliced annd diced through the hourds. Zombie by zombie fell cut in half to the ground. The hourds were shrinking at incredible rate. The other forumites watched in awe at the unexpected power of his attacks. Blood was spilling everywhere. Zombie guts all over the ground. Psycho had eliminated the ranks.

His sword returned to its original form and Psycho passed out.
More zombies came and the forumites prepared to make sure Psycho didn't get eaten.

(Hehe. BLEACH reference)
HAY GUESS WHAT KIBU TITE ISN'T A NAZI! Zangetsu's bankai hilt is actually the kanji "ban", or "final".

12-01-2006, 08:33 PM
Just then, 3 men in phantom costumes fell through the roof. "OMG IT'S GERARD BUTLER, LON CHANEY, AND MICHAEL CRAWFORD!!" Yelled Ave's zombie.
"Uhh yeah!" Said Michael, roundhouse kicking Ave's head off.
"Ow." She said, collasping.

The three phantoms went to destroy all the zombies. Michael killed them with his singing skills. Lon used mad karate skills and his distorted face. And Gerard used his emo! All the zombies were dead withen a few hours and they had a jam session with Emmy Rossum, Sarah Brightman, and Mary Philbin.

12-01-2006, 09:03 PM
So now we're all turning into zombies following our gruesome deaths? I don't know Ave...

12-01-2006, 09:14 PM
It's pretty much over. The phantoms killed all the zombies and are now hiving a jam session with the Christines.

12-02-2006, 12:22 AM
Well, if we're zombies we have like ... maybe a few minutes to do something awesome and wicked and radical and Xtreme to avenge ourselves before we go down again. Just like that music video, 'Bones'.

I really dont know what's going on...

There was a dark tunnel with a shining light at the end. But there were alot of neon signs at home in Vegas along the way too. Mayhem got distracted, then she felt an odd sensation comparable only to hypnogogia sweep through her from head to toe and next thing she knew, she was on the ground, just like a few moments earlier. Ross? She got up, grimacing at the pool of blood around her ... this could only mean ...


St. Jimmy
12-02-2006, 05:10 AM
Pushing himself up from the ground, St. Jimmy's zombie spoke in quiet, slurred, words: "Holy ****! this is it! I've always wanted to do this. NOW'S MY CHANCE!" He looked down to check out the damage, and grimaced. His ribcage was completely collapsed, he had a really bad muscle pain in his neck, and his shirt was ripped for crap's sake. There was a big, gaping crater-like hole where his chest used to be, it was collapsed inwards and it had bloodied the whole lower half of his body. Most of the mess was now turning black. Anyway, back to the once out of a lifetime opportunity. He shaped his hands so his fingers looked decidedly jagged, and the top half of his body turned to his left. THRILLER!!!! "Wo0! This rocks!" He began to do possibly the coolest dance in the history of cool dances. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, the legendary dance of the zombies from Michael Jackson's Thriller. Note: If you haven't seen it, WATCH IT ON FREAKING YOUTUBE RIGHT NOW!!!!!!! WATCH THE WHOLE DAMN VIDEO-CLIP THING! So anyway, He's full rockin the whole damn mall up and down, and all the nearby zombies full just start rockin' out to thriller as well. They danced so hard it was like awesomefest 2006. THRILLER!!!! The music was part of your soul. You didn't have to physically hear it, (although, everyone did anyway.) It was part of YOU.

I want Poopdog, and ONLY poopdog to finish it off for me.

12-02-2006, 12:15 PM
(You get Ave. Point and laughs at Jimmy)

"I could do that when I was alive." Ave looked at Jimmy dancing. She looked all gross too, but you could barely see cause she was wearing a turtleneck, and boots, and a trench. So pretty much all her skin was covered but her face, which was tinted a dark greenish. Her hair was still blue and she still looked pimp carrying all her stolen Gucci purses. She had a bruise on her cheek from where Crawfork roundhouse kicked her in the face. "Yeah, I did the thriller dance when our marching band played it. I have skills to pay the bills, fool." Ave gave him a stolen purse and walked off to join the Phantom/Christine jam session.

St. Jimmy
12-02-2006, 10:12 PM
Yeah... I still want Poopdog to do it.

12-02-2006, 10:15 PM
Well...TO BAD! D:

12-03-2006, 12:03 AM
And then some crazed reporter and her fellow camera crew busted in, running past the zo,mis and filming. SWAT dudes fired, but due to the Startrooper Law they did little harm.

"Damn! Free liberal press!" The guy that killed Mayhem cursed.

"They wont hit US, we're the good guys somehow and due to the Startrooper Law they will miss, only add to the tension ..Make sure to get my boobs in the shot ..." The peppy blonde reporter snapped with the dazzling white smile she had bought, groming her hair. The camera man gave her a thumbs up, panning the camera around to get a full view of the destruction, settling on the reporter. none of the zombies charged. They wanted to get on tv.

"This is Cookie Kuwanne of NCBC news, number one on the West side, reporting at the zombie infested Microsoft Mall. As you can see, the zombies are pretty ugly and ferocious ... Botox does wonders for the living dead, girls! And ooh, move the camera Lennord! These zombies are dancing!" She pointed away off the screen, and Lennord heeded.

Mayhem took her chance and rushed up, now with her cellphone magically in hand, "uhh...dont run away! I got something you might want to hear on TomKat!" Cookie, just froze, scared stiff while Mayhem played the recording...

12-03-2006, 12:11 AM
"Hey sup?" Ave said walking up to the cameras with her stolen purses and a phantom mask on to hide the zombie flesh. "Yeah, I'm just rocking to the Phantoms." She pointed to Michael Crawford butsing out some mad pipes while Emmy Rossum and Gererd Butler sang 'Point of no Return'.

"Yeah, this is Lon's mask." Ave said. Lon than appeared on the camera and was all rawr. Cookie fainted then at the horra! "FLESH!!" Mayhem and Ave yelled. Then they precedied to eat the reporter.

12-03-2006, 12:36 AM
So is this the official ending of it now? Or is this just another side story of the whole saga?

NE wayz here goes. Wizard had succeded in getting more signatures then Ross. He had done the impossible. He gloated in his victory. He was so confident that he summoned up an ULTIMATE BOOMBOX. The animaition for it was a 5 minute long FMV and many people lost intrest in what was going on for that period of time. some got coffee. Others stabbed eachother with sharp objects found about. When it was finally over, the Wizard had used all his MP points and boombox materia. But he had created an undead boombox which was supa evil. He then put in a CD from the future. (He's a magicain, he can go into the future and buy future CDs, as long as they aren't mp3 incompatible or some other lame wizard restricitons that are lame. The futre CD was micheal Jackson's thriller. Re-made in the future by freak micheal jackson in a vain attempt at milking his name to get money to pay off children he has molested and or eaten.

This Cd was cursed too. He put it in and turned the volume to 10! He started it up. Windows and stuff started shattering. But he wasn't satisfied. He turned it up to 11. Zombies started all dancing to the beat. And also exploding cuz, thier zombie brains couldn't take the explosion of jacksonness. Freakin stuff was exploding and dying left and right, but he wanted more to celebrate his evil victory for Pirate. HE waved his wand and magically made the volume knob get a 12! which he then turned the volume to. Zombies were begging him not to, as their zombieness couldn't keep up with the Jacksonness. But it didn't matter. The bar was raised. Zombies started dancing supa fast and supa crazy to a supa evil cd, played on a supa evil boom box, summoned by a supa evil wiazard, working for a supa evil pirate.

Ross was pissed. He had he gone on a murdering spree for nothing? What would happen if Pirate actually won the election? Would he make a better president then George Bush? What is the current time condition in China land right now? All these questions raced through his head. And then pee started racing down his pants. HARD. So hard it ripped a hole at the bottom of his pants. So hard that it made a dent in the floor, and then proceded to smash through the floor at and extreme speed causing parts of the floor to even catch fire.

He pissed his pants not in fear, or lack of bathroom breaks or bowel control. This was NINJA ANGER PEE. And not a force known on this planet or any other planet for that matter could contain such a torrent of powa and anger. It traveled through the Earth's crust made a straight line throuhgout the entire planet. It bored thrugh rock and metal that humans even thousands of years in the future would deem unbreakeable except from ninja urine. It sliced through the strongest and sharpest diamonds like they were gummi bears melting in the sun. It eventually busted out in Australia somewhere as an insanely massive pee volcano. The eurption could be seen from space as millions of gallons of pee shot up throught the Earths on placid crust into and explosion of yellow. The whole planet was moved off it's axis. Thousands were killed.

But they all died with smiles on their faces. For even as they were drowning in urine, they took solace in the fact that they knew this pee meant that a pirate or a wizard somewhere had an ass whuppin' commin to them. And it would be glorious. Ross finally stpped peeing. Everyone just stared. He had his head down, so you still couldn't see his face. But you knew he was supa mad. Also he farted real loud. And it sounded like it might have been a messy one. But it wasn't, cuz Ninja don't roll like that son.

Ross spun backwards, in a swirling motion of awesomeness and magic. And then whipped around again throwing his shiled at like 50000000000 km/cm/mm/mph/lightyears an hour right at Wizard. It was supa fast like. It created a sonic boom, and killed 5 babies in nearby states.You could barely even see it. All you could make out were some major speed lines. And it was headed straight for Wizard's dome piece.....

12-03-2006, 12:48 AM
(That's a dramatic ending. I'll jazz it up a little.)
"Wow." Ave said crawling out of rubble. "HE has issues!"

Funny music played than the screen went black and the credits rolled.

"gayest. movie. ever." Said a fat guy named Greg in the audiance.

12-03-2006, 12:56 AM
I like that fat guy.

12-03-2006, 12:57 AM
The fat guy has no name. Let's call him Greg.

12-03-2006, 12:59 AM
He needs a backstory. Full of suspense and drama. Also explosions, dogs and magic.

12-03-2006, 01:07 AM

Greg Stapleton was born in Kentucky. He lived a simple life, that of a fat kid! He grew up and opened a game resale shop. It closed because it got BLOWNED UP BY DRUNK PIRATES!! He made a frowney face. Although he still had his ticket to see They Might Be Giants in concert. So he went to the concert and ROCKEDD!! Than he got a puppy named Corr Jr. Named after Samual Corriander, his cousin from an RPG FARRRRRRRRRR off into another website. He decided one day to see the latest zombie film ZOMBIES ATTACK!! with his fat girlfriend Claire, which is a fat girl's name. This movie sucked, so he went home and played WoW for a loooooooooonggggg time. He died in 2016, because he get's stabbed, after standing in line for two weeks to buy a game system, by a ghetto fool that wants to steal his PS7.

12-03-2006, 01:22 AM
And she danced. Mayhem danced while eating the reporter's brain. And she 'sploded too. Other weird stuff happened too. The screen faded to black, Mayhem's guts on the floor ... and the credits rolled

... A movie brought to you by WishyWashy Alternate Universe Productions ...
... Directed by the collaberative efforts of Quentin Tarantino, Sophia Coppola, Peter Jackson, Stephen Speilberg, and Tim Burton ...
... Production by Jerry Bruckheimer ...
.... Starring ....

Mayhem got up from her seat, throwing her popcorn to the floor, "I was played by her? She wasn't bad, her acting was actually real good but she didn't really look like me ... she looked alot hawtter!". Epert and Roepert who had been a row behind her got up, flashing the screen a thumbs-down and wistfully walked away, "Too short and the pacing was questionable ... the choreagraphy was slapdash at best ..." Gloria's fat inner critic , Jasper had been watching from an armrest, spewing obceneties none would dare type.

Mayhem sighed and turned to face her friends as the movie lights began to litgh back up, "We spent all our money to fund this? Sure it was cool to be in a movie and all but face it : it sucked. I still dont get what just happened..."

"Wanna get some Jamba AND Juice?" Someone asked. "Sure" the RD gang all said. And like that, ignoring the theme music playing in the background, the RD gang walked out of the theater and into the neighboring mall for smoothies...


12-03-2006, 01:30 AM
"So now this Zombie RPG is turning into a real life RPG?" Ave asked. "I WANT MY BLUE HAIR!!!"
"Yep, it's real life!" Said a random Smon fangirl. "MARRY ME BRANDON!!!!"
Smon ran away from teh fangirl.
"I want a fanboy." Ave sulked and made a face like this :'<

12-03-2006, 01:41 AM
... I dunno. See, this is the thing about RP's that actually end. RP's are suppose to suffer a slow agonizing death. If they actually *end*, it's hard to tell who ends it and how, and not everyone agrees. The ZA! RP is over, we basically all sunk our cash into making the movie, which was the whole LAST 4 PAGES and were dissapointed (well DUH). If it turns into an real-life RP though, that's cool too...

12-03-2006, 01:44 AM
I say it be real life, cause I've never been in a 4 page RPG. Xp

12-03-2006, 11:39 AM
Wait! i must do a news report on this issue at the microsoft mall!!!!

Give me a day to do this before completly closing it down, Though it might take awhile.(Caus I'm going to church)

It will be an awesome report covering pretty much everyone involved.(Yes, even you jmac) Covering events That happened and such things such as that.

07-15-2007, 06:41 PM
Revived to refresh memories.

This is a really good read.

07-18-2007, 06:50 PM
Oh hell yeah! I loved this RP - every now and then I will leaf through because it was just that good. Good times man, good times . . .

08-05-2007, 11:52 AM
I love this.

JoeDoe 2.0
09-08-2007, 01:13 AM
Anybody got a cupcake?

10-01-2007, 09:06 PM
Nope, try that unicycling clown with a bomb in each hand.