Re: OOC MISSION: Night of the Living BBQ Sauce

[Guest]

So much for fashion week, Alena thought. Her mind was in a bit of a frantic spaz after crushing her neighbor’s head with a frying pan. What was happening? Why were the people in her apartment building creatures of death? Alena straightens herself up, flicking blood droplets off her frying pan into the sink. In the middle of cleaning her frying pan, she realizes she didn’t know how much time she would have before another creature would come after her. Alena hustles over the couch, grabbing hold her leather jacket with her left hand, and still clinging to the frying pan in her right. It worked on the last couple, so she wasn’t about to lose this weapon. The lobby hallway was clear, but she knew she couldn’t be trapped within something small. Instead of taking the elevator, Alena runs to the stairs and begins a decent towards the first floor.

Level by level Alena ran down those dreaded, cold, and narrow stairs. Her heart races as she turns the last row of stairs. She was almost free, for now at least. Just as she opens the door, she spots a couple of creatures walking the lobby level floor. Two, maybe three were waiting inside. “Alena, what now?” She questions herself as she holds tightly to her frying pan.

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[Sal]

One after the other, they emerged from the donut shop. What they were, Sal wasn't sure of, but they definitely weren't human...no matter how human they looked. They certainly didn't behave like humans. It was a little creepy, that was for sure.

One after the other, the creatures consumed the heart-shaped marshmallow bullets that were being launched at them. The strange part was that they weren't affected by the cyanide in the slightest. What exactly were these things? They completely ruined his appetite!

One after the other, Sal swung his cannon at their faces, causing heads to roll and bodies to fall backwards. After a while, though, he started to get a little tired of swinging the heavy chunk of metal around, and turned tail to flee in the direction of a group of people. Well, they smelled like normal people, unlike those...things. The most depressing part was that Sal didn't get any donuts.

[156]

[Aurelius Schwartz]

ATTENTION

Since this mission is AU and already awesomely retarded, I've obtained an idea!

From this point on, all god-mode/meta-game/etc. rules on the forum are now revoked for this mission and this mission ONLY. You can do WHATEVER you want within logical reason. For example Spade can run up to Reila and start feasting on her flesh. You don't have to ask permission or anything. The she can simply cut off his head ^^;

It seems like everyone has overwhelmed themselves with too many threads (guess you learned your lesson huh =3) so lets make this mission fun and a rare oasis among the strict rules everyone is held to. But...if Hei wants to turn into a magical rainbow pony...that's going a bit overboard. >.>;

P.S. try ending threads quickly...technically the Dietrich mission is supposed to start, but...I'm not ready, are you? XD Let's wrap things up! <3

[Aurelius Schwartz]

Three prongs sunk into his rotting flesh. Ow? He didn't feel anything. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. It was...enlightening...yet otherworldly. And at the same time, it wasn't registering in his blank sort of genius mind that was plotting the best way to obtain flesh. ALL THE FLESH IN AMESTRIS WOULD BE HIS AHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!! And yet there was something missing--some reason why he desired something that wasn't there. He staggered to his feet, blood dripping to the pavement still hot from the afternoon sun despite the fact that it was already night. "Heh heh hehuuhhhhhhhhh... Then he saw his stabber. She tried to kill him. Her flesh was beautiful. His mouth watered, dripping from his chin and seeping into raven-colored hair. For some reason he couldn't stagger fast enough. She was too fast. Too far...too...just too far! He reached out, making noises in an attempt to distract her from her flight, however, it only made her go faster.

Weapon? Weapon.

Aurel!Zombie whipped out his trident and threw it at her. It landed about five feet away and clanked to the ground in failure. He did not register this as failure. In the brief moment that she looked at it--her back to him--he had already caught up enough to fondle whatever was under her skirt. It was soft and white with pink circles that looked like pieces of flesh. Flessshhhhhhh.... He lodged his mouth into her neck and sucked, one arm around her bare hips and the other holding her wrist.

[250]

[Guest]

Hm? What was that which had clanged by her side? She turned away to see it, and suddenly felt a hand at her... ahem.

A hand was groping her pink panties with white polka-dots. Her face turned bright red - an absolute bright red, and the girl turned to slap the shit out of whoever had just done that. Oh... it was Aurel? Oh, that was okay th--woah!

Spoiler:

"Haaah... haaah... hyaaaaaaaaaaaRRRRRRRRRGHRRRRAAAAAAAHRRRRRR.... BRAINSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS" With that, the Hild!Zombie turned to stand next to Aurel!Zombie and lead him off into the distance.

[239]

[Guest]

After the explosion, some guy decided to show up, talking to the armor dude whose head he was about to sever. Armor managed to sidestep it with much difficulty though he seemed to believe otherwise with which he spoke. The blond's scythe-like staff scraped just barely at the metal below Armor's neck. Then the ground was blasted to hell with bullets and caved in. Armor fell down the hole with red-beard and ended up... in the Central-sewer-system. A gas line had broken from the countless bullets and began spewing invisible fumes through the entire underground area. Pale blue eyes were locked on it and an idea fumed into his head. While zombiric moans leaked out of the hole, Celes lit up a quick match. He conveniently dropped said flaming stick into the hole where it proceeded to explode. While 500 zombies cooked, the two soldiers were...kinda of a pile of ashes. It was better than eating people.

He turned to the man that had nearly shot him. His pupils turned to feline slits and he lunged at the man's throat with his weapon. The scarlet liquid almost looked like paint. He turned his eyes onto Euphie. "I planned to decapitate him just for interfering, but," Celesto flung his bloodstained blade around and beheaded the zombie that had been standing behind the guy-whom-he-had-just-killed, "he would have turned anyway." He sighed and shook off his staff, grabbing Euphie's hand and taking them a mile or so in the direction of center city.


[250 was originally 334 -.-]

[Guest]

Cironis pulled himself out from under the debris, the living side of his body ached, but it could've been a lot worse. He looked around and then up. "Lovely... Sewer system... Hey, Jet. On your feet!" the cyborg barked at the Commander of the Western Forces. Cironis shook his head groggily, and glanced around again "Dah hell was that about anyhow?" Cironis shook his head one last time and then looked down the tunnel, where he heard the moans and shuffling feet of zombies. "Goddamnit!" Cironis rushed forward, the chinking of metal resounding throughout the sewers, "Come on then!" And metal met decay...

[Xan]

OOC: Sorry Aki, but the Force demands balance!

Xanthus continued to slice and dice zombies that seemed to simply emerge from various stairwells upon the rooftops of the city. Just then, Xan spotted something green, small, and wrinkly. It was ZOMBIEYODAGOD!

Everyone knows what happens when a zombiejedi appears right?

The Colonel looked around for a moment, and sure enough, he found what he was looking for. A pitch black medallion with the letters S and L inscribed upon it. The Ishvallan picked it up and looked at Dai and Reila, who happened to be close by.

"Oh, we're definitely going to survive...”

Slowly, the black medallion seemed to cover Xan from head to toe in darkness. The darkness then formed itself into a pitch black cloak complete with hood. Underneath this cloak was a complex looking suit of black armor, complete with lights on the chest. Inside of the hood, one could see the Colonel, but instead of having the usual red or purple eyes, his eyes were red-orange and yellow!

"I am SithLord!Xan, and everything that has transpired has done so according to MY design...mostly."

SithLord!Xan opened his hands, and two things happened at once. A keg of whiskey flew into one of them, and two beams of light emerged from the other, forming a dual-bladed beam of light...that was black as night. Dropping the keg, SithLord!Xan flew into the air and began to chase after Yoda, slicing zombies that were in the way in half.

[Guest]

"I am SithLord!Xan, and everything that has transpired has done so according to MY design...mostly."

ZombieYodaGod sensed a disturbance in the Zombie!Force. And he made that much known.

"A disturbance in the Zombie!Force, I sense. Investigate this, I must. Hmmmmm." He turned in the direction of SithLord!Xan and smiled, blocking the attack with his single Zombie!Lightsaber. So, this was the disturbance in the Zombie!Force? He parried, and tried to attack SithLord!Xan.

"The disturbance in the Zombie!Force, you are? Then fight you, I will. Hmmmmmm." He reached a green, disheveled hand out to his side, grabbing a trashcan with the Zombie!Force and throwing it at the SithLord!Xan. After using the trashcan as a distraction, he moved quickly at the other zombie and began to attack with a flurry of strikes, his speed obviously not the same as his age or the obvious fact that he was undead.

[143]

[Guest]

"What the hell?" A sentence that summed Ike's feeling about the night, quickly followed by
"Damn its freezing!"
Ike had been to a party tonight, a costume party. It wasn't really his thing but he was forced to go. The rules were to dress up as your favourite movie character. Ike obliged and went as the title character from the Dracula movie, and only when he was walking home to his apartment did he notice the zombies. He hadn't really any time to change, only pick up his Gunblade from his apartment and take off his black wig.

So now Ike was simply stood in the middle of the street what happened to be yet another movie reference, a small green thing fighting someone.
“Huh I wonder if the clubs are open.” He said just before head butting a Zombie and shooting it.

He started walking down the street hoping to meet up with someone who didn’t seem to be a zombie; he pulled out his mobile and started going down the contact list.
“Maybe I should call Spade or maybe Jerry...” He went with the latter and called Jerry.Nothing happened. The phone lines must have gone.

Ike hung up, for all he knew all his mates might be zombies. Well, that meant he’d have to make new ones. Ike flung his Vampire cape in a dramatic fashion and set off running down the street.
“Should I take this make up off? Looking like a vampire is not helpful..."

[250]

[Guest]

"...Zombies? Are you kidding me?"

Alexander Krull stood in the middle of the street, hair down, in black skinny jeans and burgundy hooded sweatshirt, face to face with a legion of zombies. Legion. That was a bit of a stretch. After all, 6 zombies could hardly be called a legion. However, Alex was not very fond of zombies. Quite the opposite. Especially when one of those 6 zombies was his not-so-understanding father. Then again, he could easily be mistaken for a girl the way he was dressed. The sweatshirt was so baggy that it wouldn't have mattered if he had anything akin to a girl's chest.

Grabbing a nearby trash can, the brunette struggled to launch it at the zombies, and resorted to kicking it with his automail leg, causing it to slow them down momentarily. With that done, Alex turned tail and ran toward an intersection, where he crashed into a man who looked like a vampire. Heck, he had a cape and everything.

'First zombies, and now vampires, too? What the hell?!' he thought as he fell onto his backside.

[181]

[Jay Furor]

Jay stood boredly in her small group as things happened around her. Then, from out of the very corner of her eye: Four fat Cretarians were being chased by about 6 zombies! "Stop! In the name of Rule 1-Cardio!" Jay then leapt into battle mode, slashing the zombies up with her katana. Finally they were all dead! "Oh, thank you miss, we were soo scared-"
"DIE YOU FAT FATTY CREATARIAN! RAAH!" Then Jay set about meticulously chopping them up into tiny bloody pieces. She blinked and shrugged, smiling. "They were zombies anyways, eventually. Stupid Creta. Meh, whaddaya do?~" And she walked back to the group whistling.

[Guest]

Aren watched silently as Celes burned the zombies and the men, before being pulled away by Celes towards the center of the city. She managed to keep herself on her feet, and kept a hand on the flaming bat at the same time! That in itself was, frankly, amazing!

"Cel-es-slo-w-down!" She slipped her hand out of his grip, and started to breathe heavily, looking at him carefully. She stood up straight, and flicked her hair, looking around them, trying to see if they were safe... Safe being subjective, of course.

Well, there were no zombies around the pair that she could see. Strange... She thought that most of Central had been zombified by now, but if there was still a pocket of zombie-less land, then... wow. She laughed softly and shook her head, before stepping forwards and closer to Celes, moving her body into his with a small whiney noise.

"I'm glad... that they're gone..." She closed her eyes and whimpered into his chest with a small sigh.

[168]

[Aurelius Schwartz]

ATTENTION

This mission needs to end soon. Why are you killing people!? XD;

[Sal]

His small feet made a "pitter patter" on the paved roads as he made his way toward the center. There were zombies all over, and he was starting to tire from swinging his cannon at their faces repeatedly. It was a heavy weapon! Seriously! Sal was starting to wonder why in Father's name he had decided to carry this thing around. He was just about to give up and take a nap when he noticed two familiar scents that had reached his nose. It smelled of pirates!

Turning a corner after bashing in the head of another zombie, the small Ishvallan made his way in the direction of the familiar smells. At least there was something that he recognized in all of this unfamiliar, chaotic, eventful day. Zombie, zombies, zombies, but soon, the strange aroma given off by the undead creatures seemed to disappear as he reached the center of the city. He walked backwards toward the middle of the area to make sure that the beasts really weren't following him anymore.

[174]

[Guest]

"Heeeeeeeeeeelllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllppppppppppppppp!!!!! There's zombies... there's actually zombies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Millie turned just in time to see Zairen before he lifted her off of the ground, pulling her close. Then he proceeded to scold the bear man thing that had run her over, accusing it of peeking at...his girl? Blushing, the girl gripped Zairen's shirt as he reached for his sword. Unfortunately, the zombies had practically surrounded it by now. That, and Millie's shower head had been fed to the beasts as well. NOW what would they do?

Wrapping her arms around the gorgeous, purple-haired Zairen, she looked up at his face. "Zai, we need to get out of here, these things are freaking me out," she whimpered, tightening her grip. They honest to gosh made her wish she could fly far, far away from here. Somewhere like Xing, where there shouldn't be any zombies. She buried her face in Zairen's torso, refusing to witness the course of events by sight. Sounds she could handle, but if she saw any more, she was afraid it might give her nightmares.

[175]

[Guest]

(( Since God mode is enabled, and this thread needs to end, I'm throwing this in. If there are objections, or other problems with it, then delete this post.))

Cironis ran along the sewer system, tearing up the undead as he ran through. "Die you flesh-eating bone maggots!" he screamed. Eventually, he made it to the sewer control system. "Suck on this." was all he said before Cironis hit a switch... This switch unlocked the flood control gates to the city... And without those, the massive amount of water being held within the sewer began to flood the city... Quickly. "Back to hell with you demons!" And that was the last heard of anyone of anyone within the Western forces...

...On an unrelated note the worlds largest swimming pool has been spotted from orbit...

[Jay Furor]

Jay watched as giant waves smashed the city to death. But as she watched in awe at the supatsunamiwaves, a giant horde of zombies attacked herfrom behind. Jay whipped around, as she started to zombimmify too. "Must... Resist... Must...PARODY!!" Jay then pulled out a grenade from her pocket and shoved a black jacket onto the leader zombie. She then roared at him "I AM LEGEND! RAWR!" And obviously punched him in the face, blowing up like 50 zombies!

(xD Had to. Just saw I Am Legend yesterday. *_*)

[Dai]

{Time to finish this shit~}

The sound of rushing water filled Dai's ears, and he watched the entire sewer system overflow. With a small sigh, he walked over to Reila, standing next to her, making sure that he didn't think too hard about what was about to happen. He smiled confidently, and looked at the girl, staring at her golden orbs through his red eyes. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled a small remote out and looked at it. This was their final resort, and Dai knew that it was too late to use anything else. He looked at Reila once more, and slipped his other hand into her's.

"It's over." He reached his hand out to the side, and flicked the switch. Under the recesses of Central, a set of lights grew, before brightening - and activating the bomb below the city. The nuclear bomb would eradicate everything in Central City, and the city itself - nowhere else would be infected, and Dai made sure of that... And as the mushroom cloud grew and everything faded to white, Dai could only smile as he knew that everything else would be safe...

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{Aaaaand... that's it. All characters will be awarded points, and the Dietrich Mission shall begin soon! =3}

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