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Post by Ryujin Al'Taier on Jan 27, 2006 20:13:52 GMT 1
"Unit 492, Come in! I repeat, Unit 492, Come in! Do you copy?" The walkie talkie screached into life as Officer Bob, Unit 492 of the Station Square Police Division walked down the street, his teeth biting into the doughnut which seem to be attached to his hand.
"I hear ya, whadaya wan'?" He said, his souther drawl making many people he wasn't very intelligent, just from his voice alone.
"We're getting reports of some guy in station square wandering around biting people." The walkie talkie responded, as Bob began the process of heaving his bulk into the patrol car.
"Biting people? Only thing people should be biting is doughnuts... I'll go fix this guy up, no problemo." And the car screeched into life, raoring off through the city streets, the lights on top whirring and the sirens wailing.
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Post by Haze Firepaw on Jan 27, 2006 20:29:03 GMT 1
Watching the hulking lump dubbed Officer Bob slump into his patrol car, a pale feline figure walked down the street, slightly heeled boots making an unheard clipping against the crowded pathways. In her paws grasp, a styrofoam cup of coffee stood, this being her main focus until her delicate hearing picked up on the policemen's walkie talkie. Surely, even in her world of random demonic sitcom-esk chaos, that wasn't quite right.
Then again, it was out of character for Haze Firepaw to stalk humans around the city. Heck, she had coffee to focus on. Contented, she took a sip of the caffine based goodness, green optics watching the car roar off to join the lanes of traffic.
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Post by Danique The shapeshifter on Jan 27, 2006 20:45:12 GMT 1
Geof watched the officer chuckling"what a looser..but I wonder who's going around biting people"the midnight hedgehog brushed his long quills back."I guess I'll find out by following that dork..and just incase my past is gonna get me in trouble.."he reached into his pocket recharging the lasergun in it."we'll see if he'd live to tell..
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Post by Ryujin Al'Taier on Jan 27, 2006 21:01:28 GMT 1
Officer Bob pulled the car over, and got out, thought he left the lights running, when he reached the intersection of Park St. and Rogers Ln. Looking about, he spotted a figure, wearing a long black robe, the cowl pulled over his face, so that it was enshrouded in blackness. Glancing at it for a moment, he moved on, looking for the biter.
"What a fool..." Zion thought to himself as he trailed the cop, "What a fool." Folling the cop around the block, he soon arrived at the scene, where a young teenager with bright orange hair, in foot long spikes, stood, hissing at everyone, wearing a pair of plastic vampire fangs in his mouth.
"Right... Your under arresht for destroying the peace, you are.." Bob drawled, as he calmly pulled a set of handcuffs from his belt. As he moved forward, the punk jump at him, bit him, then jump out of reach again, cackling insanly. "Right... thats resisting aresht as well." Bob started to move forward, but was interuppted as the dark figure moved towards him once again.
"That will be enough officer, leave him alone, he'll be dead before you get him back to the station anyway." At these words, the punk suddenly dropped to the ground, screaming in pain as his plastic fangs popped out, only to be replaced by a real pair. People around suddenl;y startd screaming, then stopped, and burst out laughing as he turned into a pile of ash.
"Your obstrucing justice, you are... Your under arrest as well." And with that, Bob moved towards the figure, his handcuffs swinging around in his hand.
"Stupid Fool." Zion winced as the figure moved towards the officer, then raised its head, a small glint of light flashing off a silver fang, before he bent down to the officer's neck, and drank.
"You do not arrest the night crawlers... the night crawlers arrest you." The vampire stated, stepping back, licking his lips. "Soon, you'll undergo the transition, and die, like this hopeless fool here." and with that, the vampire slipped off through the crowds, gone from sight.
The vampire, as it turned out, was wrong... Officer Bob underwent the transmition there and then, his skin turned deathly pale, and his whole body seemed to become suddenly limp, suspended in the air.
Letting out a wrenching scream, Bob stood up straigh, an evil grin on his face, and looked straight at the nearest person, who just happened to be an elderly woman, out for a walk. Reaching out to her, he grabbed her head, and snapped her neck, then stood back.
Rather then dropping to the ground dead, as she should of done, her skin also turned deathly pale, but also, it moved, and changed, then stopped, and there were two Bobs, no, Zombie Bobs, standing on the street. These two beings walked off, reaching out to various people along the side walk, and causing them to, to undergo the change, until an army of the creatures approached the mayors residence.
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Post by Danique The shapeshifter on Jan 27, 2006 21:06:46 GMT 1
Geof who had followed watched the scene quite amused leaning against the wall a strange glint in his usually dead black eyes."well this sure is intresting.."he chuckled"better then the cinema
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Post by Haze Firepaw on Jan 27, 2006 21:26:05 GMT 1
Soon after the wrenching scream, weaker-hearted civilians had fled. The only reason this occurred out of normal to Miss Firepaw, was because an absent minded human had run into her as she took a sip of her coffee, what remained of her beverage being spilt down her shirt. Clearly, this ticked her off. Not only had her favourite shirt been ruined, but that was coffee wasted. Her coffee. But before she could scream her lungs out at the oaf, she was face to face with a Zombie army member. Instead of shouting, she yelped, smacking the undead being’s outstretched arm, fleeing. Beating her wings she took the air, soon landing near the police car. Panting, she looked down at her ruined shirt.
No coffee. Looked like she was a toddler who failed to use a cup. No coffee. Oh, and hoard of zombies heading of towards the mayor. But more importantly, her coffee was gone. It was just going to be another one of those days wasn’t it?
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Post by shadow on Jan 27, 2006 21:33:46 GMT 1
A Dark Red hedgehog approached, holding two Kama connected by a chain. He sighed and stared at the army of zombies, as one had noticed him and walked clumsily toward him. He flung one of the Kama in the blink of an eye and drew it back and caught it, and watched the zombie split in half and die in a pool of it's own blood. He had an emotionless look on his face as he continued staring with Red eyes.
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Post by Danique The shapeshifter on Jan 27, 2006 21:37:15 GMT 1
Geof watched the new hedgehog"awwwww! you're ruining all the fun ya know!"he sulked.For this was the first time he was enjoying himself without the police or GUN trying to kill him or seal him
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Post by shadow on Jan 27, 2006 21:39:45 GMT 1
He suddenly appeared from a cloud of darkness next to Geof. ''You know, he went for me first. I could care less about the others.'' The hedgehog said. ''If you ever see me around again, the name's Sion.'' He said, dissappearing once again. Sion appeared in the wilderness, yet he felt as if something was wrong.
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Post by Danique The shapeshifter on Jan 27, 2006 21:42:34 GMT 1
The midnight hedgehog blinked then shrugged His yellow streaks glowing strangelly in the sunlight as they really stood out because of his ebony fur."what ever ya say buddy..".
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Post by Ryujin Al'Taier on Jan 27, 2006 21:54:52 GMT 1
Bob approached the mayors residence, and bumped into the door. It was locked. Bob bumped into it again, it was still locked. Bob bumped into it some more. And more, and more. Eventually, Bob was too much for it, and it collapsed, as Bob moved into the mansion. Bob spread out, and turned all the humans, until Bob came to the mayor. Looking at the mayor, Bob turned him as well, then found the communications room.
Clicking a switch, Bob turned the cameras and mics on, and broadcasted Bob's message to the city, while Bob was out turning the rest of the city zombie as well. "Citizens of Station Square. We are Bob. Soon, you will be Bob too. Restaince is Futile, for Bob can not be killed, it is only a matter of time before Bob rules the city, then the country, then the world"
Zion wandered about the city, avoiding Bob, for he knew what Sion didn't, for one, that the zombies didn't have blood. and for another, that it would be impossible to kill them. There were two ways to kill a zombie. Cut it in enough pieces that the particles couldn't hurt you, or immolate it in flame, this searing off the connection with the mother - or father - zombie.
Looking about, he almost bumped into Haze, who was standing there with a coffee stain on her shirt. "What happened to you?" He asked, then growled as he saw Bob surrounding them. "Okay... first, lets get somewhere safe, then you can tell me, okay?"
Turning, he conjuread a ball of a strange blue flame in his paw, then launched it at one of the zombies, watching as it spread amongst Bob, each zombie it touching going up in flames. "That won't stop them for long... lets get out of here!" He dashed off through the piles of ash, only hoping that she would follow him.
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Post by Haze Firepaw on Jan 27, 2006 22:06:22 GMT 1
Opening her mouth to speak, the cat was cut off with a quick swish of flames from the panthers paw. As he made a sprint for it, her wings spread, grabbing Zion around his middle as she swooped into the air, carrying him as she flew through the air. She remained silent, only opening her mouth to snarl at rebellious strands of hair that got in her line of sight. Shortly, she landed atop of a building, lowering Zion down first, returning her attention to the coffee stain, cursing humans under her breath. “Now please tell me you know how to stop those things from multiplying. Humans shouldn’t be allowed to reproduce at the best of times, but demented zombie clones? Zombie clones?” she growled, attempting to brush the stain away, that really not working.
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Post by Ryujin Al'Taier on Jan 27, 2006 22:17:22 GMT 1
Zion blinked as Haze carried him off, then relaxed, and enjoyed the ride. Looking abut him as they landed, he thought about things. "Lets see...to stop them from multiplying. have to contain them and eliminate all the humans near them, easy as that." Zion said. "But... we probably don't want to eliminate all the humans... So we can either go and systimtically destroy every zombie until there's none left, or we can find the original Bob, and kill him. My guess is that he's the king of the colony, and if he dies, all the others should either die, or turn back to normal..."
Zion smiled as he saw Haze struggling with the coffee stain. "Your gonna have to wash the shirt several times to get it out most like... but then again... whats a coffee stain compared to hordes of mutant zombies, eh?" zion smirked, then pulled a small thermos from his belt, and handed it over. "Here... I know you'll be in coffee withdrawel, so try that."
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Post by Haze Firepaw on Jan 27, 2006 22:49:18 GMT 1
Taking the thermos in her paws, Haze was left dumbfounded for a moment, staring blankly at the coffee, then back to the smiling panther. Almost embarrassed accepting the caffeine, the cat blinked as she processed his mention to her coffee withdrawals. "How did you kno- Oh forget it." she muttered, placing her free paw behind her head. "So, the king Zombie?" she sighed, looking back across the city. "How can we tell them apart?" she growled, taking a sip from the thermos.
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Post by Ryujin Al'Taier on Jan 27, 2006 22:52:38 GMT 1
"Good question... thing is, we can't... So I guess we're going to have to find a way to get the information out of one of them... You think Yomi or Val would have any truth potions?" Zion shurgged, running ideas trhough his head.
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