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Post by Balto-Boy on May 29, 2008 20:27:18 GMT -5
Oh, please. I know damned well that you write novels for recreation. You think if I did, I'd be caught dead in this dump?! I don't think so! /cruel_sarcasm
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Post by Deleted on May 29, 2008 20:29:03 GMT -5
Scorpion would love this thread. He'll probably will include you if you don't keep asking about it. Stuff like that can annoy a writer.
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Post by RobotKilla on May 29, 2008 21:34:52 GMT -5
Scorpion would love this thread. He'll probably will include you if you don't keep asking about it. Stuff like that can annoy a writer. Your right snakeskull. I'm sorry if I keep annoying you Balto-boy, I really am. Do you accept my apology?
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Post by Balto-Boy on May 29, 2008 21:40:04 GMT -5
Your right snakeskull. I'm sorry if I keep annoying you Balto-boy, I really am. Do you accept my apology? Well, you didn't technically do anything, but yeah, sure. Besides, Spectre was moaning and groaning, and look what happened...
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Post by The Omnipresence on May 29, 2008 21:58:37 GMT -5
Your right snakeskull. I'm sorry if I keep annoying you Balto-boy, I really am. Do you accept my apology? Well, you didn't technically do anything, but yeah, sure. Besides, Spectre was moaning and groaning, and look what happened...Hey! Whats this? What are you doing? GET BACK TO WORK SLACKER!!!
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Post by Balto-Boy on May 29, 2008 22:00:36 GMT -5
GET BACK TO WORK SLACKER!!! Meeeeh..... I don't wanna....
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Post by The Omnipresence on May 29, 2008 22:06:53 GMT -5
GET BACK TO WORK SLACKER!!! Meeeeh..... I don't wanna.... WHAT!?
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Post by Grimscott on May 29, 2008 22:08:20 GMT -5
Meeeeh..... I don't wanna.... WHAT!?How kinky.
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Post by The Omnipresence on May 29, 2008 22:12:12 GMT -5
How kinky. You should of saw the others pictures that came up when I searched for "whipping".
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Post by Balto-Boy on May 29, 2008 22:17:19 GMT -5
You should of saw the others pictures that came up when I searched for "whipping". *Google Images* OH, MY PRECIOUS EYES!!!
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Post by Grimscott on May 29, 2008 22:17:57 GMT -5
You should of saw the others pictures that came up when I searched for "whipping". *Google Images* OH, MY PRECIOUS EYES!!! Should've kept the safe search on. . .
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Post by Balto-Boy on May 29, 2008 22:22:13 GMT -5
Should've kept the safe search on. . . Pssh! Not my style. I take risks. I'm a risky fellow. I LIVE LIFE, BABEH!!!
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Post by Hat Salesman on May 30, 2008 15:17:21 GMT -5
Should've kept the safe search on. . . Pssh! Not my style. I take risks. I'm a risky fellow. I LIVE LIFE, BABEH!!! You haven't posted story! *Pew pew pew*
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Post by Balto-Boy on May 30, 2008 15:18:19 GMT -5
You haven't posted story! *Pew pew pew* Hey, don't blame me! Blame writer's block! I've written myself into a corner, matey!
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Post by Hat Salesman on May 30, 2008 15:19:04 GMT -5
Sure, sure... While you're at it, say that your name isn't Judas Iscariot. I'm onto you...
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Post by kevmcg1 on May 30, 2008 15:22:01 GMT -5
Your right snakeskull. I'm sorry if I keep annoying you Balto-boy, I really am. Do you accept my apology? Well, you didn't technically do anything, but yeah, sure. Besides, Spectre was moaning and groaning, and look what happened...Yeah, the kind and considerate are left out and left behind. Cavemen Vs. Gentlemen = No contest.
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Post by Balto-Boy on May 31, 2008 12:14:56 GMT -5
Chapter 8: Unities Everyone was standing next to the smashed-in entrance to Nekrozoa's lab, who scurried downstairs to find his cure he accidentally concocted. Bulet, Zylix, Captain Chip, and Smokin' Assassin were interrogating Blue while John watched from the sidelines while rubbing his now-bald head. "You've got to tell us what happened that day, Blue!" Smokin' Assassin yelped, bracing Blue by his shoulders. "What are you talking about?" Blue asked in a shuttery voice. "That day we found you," Smokin' Assassin continued. "What happened up there? Why were you in the sky in the first place?" "Why are you asking me this now?" Blue said. "That was, like, 3 years ago!" Bulet could be seen slapping the palm of his hand onto his face. "We did ask you about it..." he said under his hand. "Really...?" Blue stammered. "I don't remember you guys ever asking me." "What the fuck ever!" Captain Chip yelled. "What happened up there?!" Blue's eyebrows lowered over his head in a saddened fashion. He glanced around at all of the Brawlers around him. Blue jerked out of Smokin' Assassin's hold and looked to the ground while he answered. "Alright... I don't remember. You happy?" "You don't remember why you fell from the sky...?" Zylix questioned. "You, sir, are a dumbass!" "Cram it, Zy," Smokin' Assassin growled out of the side of his mouth. "Are you sure you don't remember, Blue?" Blue rolled his eyes and looked up, trying to remember. His mouth slowly tightened and wrinkles formed on his forehead as a result of concentration. "I don't know," he started off. "Everything's kinda hazy. I do remember those robot guys... and I was in something... I don't know what." Smokin' Assassin leaned towards Blue in desperation. "What were you in, Blue? Can you remember what it looks like at least?" "Well, the only thing I remember about it is that it was big... really big... it was mostly black with green lights... and I was running for some reason." "Good, Blue, good," Smokin' Assassin urged. "Do you remember anything else." Blue gave off the concentrating face again, but this time looked down at his feet. "I don't know... I think I was carrying something... and those robot guys... I remember a name..." Now everyone, including John, stepped closer and looked on at Blue with a sense of curiousity and a want to learn more about Blue's encounter. Blue continued speaking. "Something starting with a 'B'... or a 'V'... or a 'K'.... I can't remember. If I heard it again, I'd know it." Every Brawler was as curious as the next. Captain Chip asked Blue again "Can you remember anything else?" Blue's mouth took the shape of a curve and he looked down towards his left. "No... that's it." Smokin' Assassin looked down in disappointment, Captain Chip and Bulet gave off a sigh, and Zylix still looked at Blue. "... let us know if you think of anything else, okay?" John reminded him. "Uh, sure. No problem." Blue replied. As if that was his cue, Nekrozoa finally walked out of the dirt path and back into the crowd of Brawlers. He carried a box under his left arm with a paper duct-taped onto it. He looked around at his audience. "Alright," he started off. "This stuff"-he patted his box- "should be able to cure whoever we find!" "Fantastic!" Smokin' Assassin yelped. "But where do we go now?" Captain Chip asked. "We can't stay here. The robos know about this place." Nekrozoa pointed at Captain Chip with his free arm. "Very true. Back to the hospital?" "The hospital? You mean the Brawl City hospital?" John asked. "Yes-sir-oo!" Zylix shouted. "That's where we were when we find Nekroo... Nex... Nanapo..." "Nekrozoa," everyone else corrected. "Yeah... that." "That might be a bit too far away, though," Bulet added. "What we can do," Captain Chip butted in, "is go to the hospital and use any shelter we can find before that if we need to." "I like that idea," Smokin' Assassin agreed. "So do I," John also agreed. "Right, let's hoof it!" Smokin' Assassin said to everyone, almost as a command. Everyone was walking back the way Nekrozoa and his group they came from the hospital, when there was as noise by the horizon... a very familiar one. Nekrozoa looked back to the source of the noise with a fear-stricken face. Blue stepped up next to him, both were looking at where the noise seemed to come from. The other Brawlers were behind these two and shifted glances from the two Brawlers up front to the noise's source and back between the two. Nekrozoa still looked at the noise and shifted his body towards the Brawlers behind him. He was starting to breath heavily. "We have to go..." he breathed out. Nekrozoa was skipping to and past the Brawlers, looking at them as he started to take off to the hospital. "C'mon, we can't stay here!" Nekrozoa yelled at them. Nekrozoa threw his legs forward and back to run as fast as he could. Blue was the first to follow after he examined the noise's source. Everyone else was still looking on in awe when something rose above a hill off to the far side of the city. It was a herd. A big herd. Bigger than any of them have ever seen. The line of zombies spread across for what looked like a mile or more. They were all led on by a not as large, but still huge, group of Robos. In the middle of the zombie crowd was a large, distinct figure with a muscular build, purple arms, and a large, red head. This figure made its cry again. Nekrozoa looked back at the still-shocked Brawlers. "Now, damnit! NOW!!!"
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Post by rabiesisme on May 31, 2008 12:33:08 GMT -5
Out of your writer's block, I see?
Very nice. This part about Blue reallly interested me.
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Post by Hat Salesman on May 31, 2008 12:33:15 GMT -5
Muscular build, purple arms, large red head? WE'RE BEING ATTACKED BY JACOB!
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Post by Maybe Might Not Be Moneybags on May 31, 2008 12:34:25 GMT -5
Applecore is a Zombie leadar?
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Post by Grimscott on May 31, 2008 12:36:53 GMT -5
"Well, the only thing I remember about it is that it was big... really big... it was mostly black with green lights... and I was running for some reason." I think I know who this is, but I don't feel like ruining it for people who don't realize it yet.
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Post by Balto-Boy on May 31, 2008 12:38:39 GMT -5
I think I know who this is, but I don't feel like ruining it for people who don't realize it yet. Well, if you think about it, it is rather obvious...
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Post by rabiesisme on May 31, 2008 12:40:05 GMT -5
I think I know who this is, but I don't feel like ruining it for people who don't realize it yet. Well, if you think about it, it is rather obvious... Almost too obvious. God, I really hope I'm not wrong after saying that |:C
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Post by Grimscott on May 31, 2008 12:42:35 GMT -5
Well, if you think about it, it is rather obvious... Almost too obvious. God, I really hope I'm not wrong after saying that |:CWhy can't you people let me live in my little fantasy world? >:C
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Post by RobotKilla on May 31, 2008 13:03:00 GMT -5
really? it's that obvious? cause I still have no clue.
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Post by Balto-Boy on May 31, 2008 13:09:53 GMT -5
really? it's that obvious? cause I still have no clue. Well, then, unless you figure it out, you may never know until I post the chapter that reveals what it is! Muahahahahahaha!!!
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Post by ProDuce on May 31, 2008 13:11:01 GMT -5
i think i no who it is :3 took me 3 reads, but i got it lol
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Post by Balto-Boy on May 31, 2008 22:21:51 GMT -5
Chapter 9: Rabbit Hole There they were: running for their lives yet again. 7 Brawlers were running as fast as their legs would take them through a once-prosperous wasteland, full of destroyed buildings and tall grasses. One was once a zombie, one has concocted something that could save the world, and one has unintentionally uncovered some sort of secret. Behind them was a homicidal mass of circuitry and living corpses. Robots with unknown purposes led on a tribe of living corpses hungry for the flesh of the living. Captain Chip unstrapped his M4 again and spun a 180 on his heels. He raised his rifle against his shoulders and fired at the oncoming train of destruction. Bulet used his magic to produce a Barrett .50 cal, took aim, and dropped those he could hit. Both gunmen were sure to aim at the mechanical antagonists before they could fire back at them. The two firing took a multitude of shots to kill as many as they could and turned back around to continue fleeing. Nekrozoa grasped as tightly as he could onto the miracle medicine he has made under his left armpit. He was ahead of all the others. Directly behind him were John, Zylix, and Smokin' Assassin. John would occasionally pivot his waist to blast a energy ray backwards and Zylix would cock his head so he could spew out his verbal weaponry. The freight train coming their way continued to gain ground upon the Brawlers. As many as they killed, the number might as well remained the same. But, for the time being, the 7 heroes managed to stay out of harm's way. At least for a while. The Brawlers were running and started to head into a urban land of collapsed towers and markets. A 90 degree corner would take them to the "99.5 KQL Radio" office, which was originally a 50-story building, now reduced to about 20. Nekrozoa managed to see it. "It's out of sight!" Nekrozoa yelled to everyone, trying to keep his tone loud enough so the Brawlers could hear him, but soft enough so the Robos could not. "We can hide in the radio tower and let them slip by!" "Got it!" John yelled back. John was turned back and about to shoot another ray when he noticed an object darting towards the group. "Guys," he yelled, "we might have a problem!" Captain Chip was running with his rifle lowered when he turned around, ready to fire again. Right when he faced the herd of monsters, that object John spotted smacked into Captain Chip with enough force to knock his rifle out of his hands and into the air. In an orange-green blur, the object that tackled Captain Chip skidded across the ground with the captain in its grasp. Eventually, the two stopped skidding when it passed Nekrozoa. In front of him was a figure grasping Captain Chip by his head and neck. The figure wore clothing that were a distinct orange. Most noticeable were the two tiny wings flapping on each side of his head. The orange figure looked on at the Brawlers, who stopped dead at the sight, and looked at them with looming eyes and an evil, hungry grin. Captain Chip was pushing against the beast's arms when he yelped out "Shoot him! Kill him! Do something!". Right after those words, the figure opened his mouth wide, pulled his head back, and tore into Captain Chip's torso, like a starving lioness ripping into a downed gazelle. Captain Chip screamed and moaned extremely loudly. Smokin' Assassin ran forward at the two recklessly. "Don't kill him!" Nekrozoa shouted. "Hit him in the back of the head! It'll knock him out!" Smokin' Assassin dived forward and pushed down this orange-colored zombie. The force of the blow made him dropped the bitten Captain Chip, who plopped on the ground with a loud thud, blood splattering into the air. Nekrozoa rushed to the side of Captain Chip and opened his box. It contained a smaller box with the strange liquid he once injected into John. In a compartment on the side were a handful of syringes. Nekrozoa pulled one out and shoved it into the now-opened box of liquid. Immediately, Nekrozoa pushed all of the air out of the syringe and injected the liquid into Captain Chip's shoulder. Captain Chip coughed up blood over his painted camo when the potion took effect. Captain Chip wriggled on the ground while shivering excessively. His hair could be seen dropping out of the sides of his helmet. Captain Chip eventually let out a agonized yell and finally stopped moving. Nekrozoa, reaching back into his box, pulled out various equipment to fix the gaping wound at the top of Captain Chip's ribcage. Meanwhile, Smokin' Assassin managed to get the zombified Quickfeet laying on his stomach. Smokin' Assassin reached back and pulled out his machete. He used the handle to smack Quickfeet on the back of his neck once, twice, three, four times until he stopped moving. Nekrozoa, just finishing with Captain Chip, raced over with another syringe full of liquid. He stabbed Quickfeet with the serum and he went through the same motions as Captain Chip until he ceased movement. Bulet, John, and Zylix were working tirelessly to keep eliminate as much of the mob behind them as possible. John shot his rays, Zylix shot that same string of "LOL", and Bulet blasted away with that Barrett .50 cal he used previously. No matter how much they shot, however, the zombies and remaining Robos would not stop marching. Above the chaos, Nekrozoa shouted at Smokin' Assassin. "If you can get Quickfeet, I'll carry Chip with my free arm!" "Sounds like a plan!" he shouted back. Smokin' Assassin yelled at the warring Brawlers to get back to running (which they gladly obliged). They all kept running. Nekrozoa now had Captain Chip spewed over his right shoulder while carrying his box of medicines under his left arm. Smokin' Assassin ran slightly behind him with Quickfeet drapped across his back. The other Brawlers followed, John and Bulet now in the back using the "turn, shoot, run" pattern. Eventually, they all made it to the corner and circled around to run at the radio office. They ran up into this grey, dreary building through its broken glass doors. Much of the small, downstair office seemed charred. The main desk was old and rotting and the few chairs around it were knocked over, most missing at least one leg. Straight ahead was an elevator. Obviously, that wouldn't work, but there was a staircase to the right. Nekrozoa started up the stairs, but was stopped. John agreed to go forward and test the stairways before anyone else could step on them. John tested the first by skipping lightly over each of the steps. They seemd rather sturdy despite all of the years. One-by-one, the Brawlers ran up the stairs. Each new stairway brought back John's services to test the steps. Each time they seemed sturdy and each time, the Brawlers made it up safely. "At least something is going right today..." Bulet said to himself. "Yeah!" Zylix agreed. "You can say that again!" Eventually, the gang made it up to the sixth floor. John blasted in the door leading to the main hallway and urged everyone to follow him inside. The hallway had purple carpeting, still amazingly intact, and a plentifull amount of doorways that all had their hinges ripped off of the walls. The ran as far down the hallway as they could, single file, until they could hear AppleCore's muffled cry yet again. Smokin' Assassin pulled out his machete when he stood next to a door. Only Nekrozoa was ahead of him, but he stopped when he noticed Smokin' Assassin's actions. A door that opened toward the back of the building read "Storage 6" as a label. Smokin' Assassin slammed his machete's blade into the door near the hinges. We he did so, however, there was a yelp from the other side. All the other Brawlers looked at each other, but Smokin' Assassin hacked again. He eventually did enough damage to kick in the door, which was rather dark except for the single lightbulb dangling from the ceiling on a wire. It also didn't have anything really stored in it, as you might expect from a storage room. Just a couple of carboard boxes here and there. Smokin' Assassin bursted into the room and heard "Stay back!" Nekrozoa and Blue forced their way in behind Smokin' Assassin. In the corner was a cowering creature being guarded by one other with a large sword and a red headband. Once the guard figured out what he was looking at, he lowered his weapon. "Damn, it is good to see you guys!" he said. Smokin' Assassin stepped aside so the other Brawlers could make their way into the fairly-large room. As the others filed in and sat against the wall, Smokin' Assassin put a finger over his mouth. The guard took the message and sat back down with the other person hiding in the corner. He patted its head and tried to relax it. "Shh... it's okay. They're friends. You don't have anything to worry about...". Being the last one inside, Bulet picked up the knocked-in door and laid it over the doorframe so they could not be seen directly. Nekrozoa settled in a corner, Captain Chip laying on one side and the cure in front of him. Everyone else also sat against the wall. Smokin' Assassin laid his injured Brawler on the floor in front of him. There was not a word spoken. Everyone sat against the wall of the dark and empty room. The guard was still comforting the creature even to the point where he was cradling it. The others just looked at each other and at the couple in the distant corner. They sat motionless as the zombies outside, clearly audible, scouraging around on the ground outside. Occasionally, you could hear the bullets being shot at random places. Everyone only had the option of waiting out the barrage. The person hiding with the guard in the corner would whimper when a bullet shot went off outside, only to have the guard quiet her. The room-full of Brawlers sat and waited until the growls, screams, and shots sounded farther and farther away. The sounds grew softer and softer, but never went away. They all continued waiting for hours. But, eventually, Nekrozoa, Bulet, Smokin' Assassin, Blue, John, Zylix, Swordkill, and Ruby could relax only a little more.
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Post by Hat Salesman on Jun 1, 2008 0:27:27 GMT -5
I was under the impression that Ruby wouldn't be afraid... AT ALL... Actually, I was expecting her to tear open some necks.
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Post by Maybe Might Not Be Moneybags on Jun 1, 2008 0:33:25 GMT -5
Thank GOD Chip didn't die, he's way too cool to be a zombie.
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