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Post by Kagamine Rose on Aug 7, 2011 20:34:50 GMT -5
Ryu growled and decided she would have to fight. Luckily Ritsu was near and had killed most of the zombies there. Ryu was doing the same. The bad thing was that they all got seperated. Once the job was done Ritsu and Ryu locked eyes. The two smiled. Neru looked at them with confusement.
Ritsu smirked and then ran off. Of course Ryu ran after her. Which led to Neru running after them. The forgot all about Yuki and Akaito. Wow. Well tough luck to them. Ritsu finally stopped when she spotted Taito on the ground. Ryu looked at her and then at Taito and then back at her. Ritsu got the message and picked Taito up. Of course he was heavy and it was hard. But the small group continued to walk.
Trying not to be found by any zombie scum. Ryu and Neru hopped that Taito would wake up soon. Being split up was not a good idea. They shouldve all stayed together. But too late for that now. ((Will edit later...))
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Post by dzetsu on Aug 7, 2011 22:58:21 GMT -5
(I'm so tired... =3= This is gonna be a shitty, half-assed post, guys.)
Nodoka was half-glad she had met Iroha. The crazy Hello Kitty woman was perfectly capable of keeping the evil, flesh-eating assailants at bay while Nodoka followed her. Nodoka wondered what Iroha's cousin would look like. Maybe a green Megaman dog thing?
The young doctor shuddered. Oh god. Iroha was bad enough.
Trudging down the darkened streets of Tokyo, the pair slowly approached the poor teacher's home, leaving a trail of dead or stunned zombies in their wake.
_+~`'(屮゜Д゜)屮<(Y U NO GOOD AT WRITING?) ・゜・(ノД`)・゜・。<(Y U SO MEAN?)'`~+_
Hiyama cowered under his bed. The worst part was that he was much too scared to go grab his glasses from off of his night table, and his blurry vision was starting to give him a slight headache.
From outside of his house, bloodthirsty howls and screams could be heard. A shiver traveled down Hiyama's spine. He was perfectly trapped. He was going to die.
A loud crash and a tinkle of broken glass told Hiyama that something had broken the window now. The things were going to come into his house, and being on the second floor, there was not going to be a way out. Hiyama covered his chocolate-brown eyes, which were squeezed shut.
And then another sound came from the floor beneath him--loud thumps, and a foreign noise he could't quite understand. Like... a warp portal or something? There were more thumps and portal noises, then many small thumps in succession as something ran up his stairs.
Hiyama did not dare to budge. He worried that one noise could be fatal. If he gave away his position, then the zombies would be enjoying a delicious meal of sensei sashimi. Hiyama stayed where he was, yessiree. He didn't want to get eaten.
"Hey," came a low, familiar, husky voice with a slight Owari-ben, "Why isn't he home?"
Hiyama's senses were overloaded with feeling of elation, joy, happiness, glee, and other synonyms of bliss. He wasn't dead; in fact, his crazy cousin, whom he no longer regretted inviting, was going to save his life.
Sliding out from under the bed, Hiyama almost shed a tear of joy from his left tear duct. He smiled genuinely (which was rare) and said, "Iroha! I'm so glad you could have made it!"
Upon further inspection, it seemed that she had brought a guest with her. At this point, he didn't mind who the hell she brought; it could have been a party for all he cared. As long as it wasn't a party of evil, crazy Halloween-spirited, pale flesh-eating, growling trick-or-treating zombies cosplayers.
_+~`'(屮゜Д゜)屮<(Y U NO GOOD AT WRITING?) ・゜・(ノД`)・゜・。<(Y U SO MEAN?)'`~+_
Iroha was glad to have finally made it to her destination. Firing blast after blast to stave off hungry Tokyo citizens had taken up way too much of her time, and she'd started thinking it'd take forever to arrive at her cousin's house!
But upon arriving, the vandals were raiding Hiyama's house and probably scrounging his kitchen. Bad, bad, delinquents. Hiyama was nowhere to be seen, but then again, if he was really being robbed, he had either stepped out, died, gotten kidnapped, or hidden.
Glad to be of help, Iroha blasted the raiders out of Hiyama's house, as well as some of his furniture, but they could always go and retrieve it. And nail it back together.
Nodoka hugged close to Iroha and the pair ran up the stairs. Due to the mess, they hadn't bothered pulling off their shoes and sliding into some slippers. Underneath their feet, the wood creaked.
Megawoman turned and blasted a few more zombies down the stairs. They fell back, and a few broke their necks from the fall while others lay stunned with other injuries.
When they reached the peak of the stairs, Iroha led the way and opened Hiyama's bedroom to find.... No one in it.
"Hey, why isn't he home?"
Nodoka shrugged and looked around at the neat bedroom. The theme seemed to be brown, beige, and cream. It was nice, comely, and boring. Everything, except for an overturned floor lamp, was neat and orderly.
To both of the girls' surprise, slid out from under the bed. Iroha pointed her blaster at the newcomer and Nodoka jumped and gasped in shock. Seeing who it was, Iroha relaxed and lowered her weapons.
"Iroha-san! I'm so glad you could have made it!"
He looked absolutely... rumpled. Sweat had soaked his white t-shirt, which was wrinkled and dusty. He HAD been under his bed.
"...What were you doing under there?"
"Hiding."
"Oh, I see."
"Stupid flesh-eating trick-or-treaters."
"It's not Halloween," Nodoka interjected.
Hiyama blinked in surprise. Not Halloween? Then why were people walking the streets at this time of night, wearing lousy costumes?
Iroha gave a weak smile to Hiyama's confused mug. He looked perplexed. "Hunger and poverty seems to have strucken Tokyo, and everyone is scrounging for food, Kiyo-kun."
Nodoka almost nodded. Then her brain registered what the pink cat lady had just said. Wait, what?
"That's not it!" Nodoka resisted the urge to try and slap sense into the woman. "It seems some virus is spreading and people are now becoming bloodthirsty monsters!"
That explanation made much more sense to him. Why would people glomp him and lick him for food? And besides, the black-haired girl was wearing a blue-scrubs, and therefore, was probably a doctor. And most people were smarter than Iroha, anyways.
"Monsters?" That part, though, was a bit strange. "Isn't that more like something that belongs in a children's horror story?"
Nodoka and Iroha nodded. It did seem stupid. But they weren't lying, and there was plently of first-hand experience to go around.
"I guess, not monsters," Nodoka said. "Zombies."
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Post by Chloe on Aug 7, 2011 23:01:30 GMT -5
(Just to point out before it is too late...Yuki lead most of them to a dead-end, as stated earlier. Most of you guys have separated nonetheless, so I might as well say that Yuki is only with Ryu and Akaito. I guess. Should I modify my post and say that she only lead less than the group? = =) i am not rping as akaito...)
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Post by lyme on Aug 7, 2011 23:18:15 GMT -5
"What the hell is going on?" Luka asked. Akaito was confused too. What were Ryu, Neru, Yuki, and Luka doing here? And where were Taito and Kaito? Oh god... Was he the only one left? Oh god!
I guess you decided against using him then?
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Post by Juon Kiku on Aug 8, 2011 20:35:38 GMT -5
((Changed my mind as I wrote this, Kiku lives. For now. :I ))
Mistakes.
All Kiku could think about while she ran and screamed herself hoarse were the mistakes she had made, past and current. Choices she had made, friends she had lost, people she had hurt. Things she wished she had done, things she regretted doing. Her mother, dead. Her father, probably dead.
All of her mistakes, all of them.
All her fault.
Hot tears raced down her face as she lost herself in the moment, in the misery that welled up inside of her. Her legs ached, her lungs burned, her face was flushed from running and crying and she didn't know what to do or where to go. She was scared, she'd never been this scared before. She could hear footsteps behind her, next to her. Surrounding her. Still she screamed for help until her vocal chords felt like they were ripping from her throat. Guttural noises and inhumane screams echoed from around her, the danger ever present and she didn't know what to do but she was so tired and needed to stop running and just when she thought she would collapse from exhaustion, she noticed an open door. Without even thinking she ran into it, slamming it shut and pressing herself against it.
Instantly the banging from her room began on the door and wall outside. She shut her eyes, squeezing out a few more exhausted tears in the process and breathed heavily before taking in her surroundings. She needed a place to hide and fast, but it looked like she had entered another person's home a few blocks over and judging from the overturned furniture she could see there would be no place for her to get to. It was then that she remembered her knife, remembered who she was and what she was capable of. She braced herself and pushed off the door to the open living room, jumping behind an overturned coffee table and readying to defend herself from the onslaught she was sure was outside that door.
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Post by Chloe on Aug 8, 2011 22:33:40 GMT -5
(i was never rping as akaito on this...)
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Post by lyme on Aug 8, 2011 23:24:56 GMT -5
(Oh. Then why did you mention him? And his thoughts?)
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Post by Juon Kiku on Aug 9, 2011 15:53:00 GMT -5
This fight you're having is ridiculous and there is a simple solution. Haku, go look through your posts. Any mention of Akaito in YOUR OWN POSTS, edit them and erase them. Then everyone delete their posts of this argument and let's just move on already. > :[
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Post by Chloe on Aug 9, 2011 21:14:00 GMT -5
(rofl sorry i forgot about that i reread it... i am such a derphead)
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Post by lyme on Aug 9, 2011 22:55:49 GMT -5
(Okay, it's all good. Sorry, Kiku.)
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Post by lyme on Aug 9, 2011 23:01:06 GMT -5
In Taito's dream, he was a child again. Perhaps about 8 years old. He was in a large meadow that stretched as far as one could see. Flowers covered the entire field. It was beautiful.
Taito plucked one. It was a daffodil. It grew eyes and stared up at him. Then it attacked. Vines wrapped around his childlike body and tightened. Taito thrashed as hard as he could.
Meanwhile, in real life, Taito, limp in the arms of Ritsu, suddenly swung rapidly and smashed the poor woman in the face. Then, as he fell to the pavement, he kept fighting nothing.
Back in dream world, the flowers in the field all began to team up and drag him to the ground.
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Post by Kagamine Rose on Aug 10, 2011 18:51:38 GMT -5
Ritsu gasped a bit when she got hit in the jaw by Taito. Of course she was ticked off but what could she do? Huh? Well she knew how to fix that problem. All she had to do was punch Taito awake. So she got ready to pucnh him when Ryu stopped her. The look in Ryu's eyes ere pathetic. She looked so broken.
So Ritsu decided not to punch him and let Ryu do it. So the ebony-haired girl gulped and punched Taito in the gut. It must of hurt because Taito had suddenly jerked up. But Ryu didn't see if he waaaas awake or not because she had hid behind Ritsu out of fear.
Neru however was this close to laughing but she held it in. They were in a crisis. Surrounded by this things. How would they survive? Would they have to kill all the zombies? If that was the case then. Well we would probably all die.
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Post by lyme on Aug 11, 2011 5:17:05 GMT -5
Taito didn't feel a thing. His body jerked up and fell back down to the ground again. The blow simply bounced off his rock hard abs. In fact, Ryu's hand hurt. Fuck, was this guy made of steel?
In his dream, Taito shot a glance towards the author. She was so vulgar sometimes. The author gave him a quick warning stare that said, "Keep the fourth wall safe and you can keep your dignity." Taito nodded and turned back to the flower assault.
To put it simply, the flowers killed his child self and he fell somewhere. Into a rock. Yup. Then, because the author was a bitch, he was picked up by a dragon and his legs were torn off. Then his rotting intestines were ripped apart by griffins. His discarded body fell down a cliff and landed on the ground. A group of fire ants ate his entire body.
Taito woke up. Bitching author! He examined himself. Still in one piece. Then he looked up. Some strange woman was standing next to Ryu, giving him a funny look. He had never seen her in his life. She didn't look very Japanese, that was for sure.
The author cackled evilly and left the scene. Then her eyes widened in sudden realization.
"Hey!" she yelled, "Narrator, stop talking about me!"
She waved her pudgy arms and looked as stupid as can be. Man, the author was UGLY. And bad at writing, too. Reading this script is very embarrassing sometimes. God, someone needs to shoot her already.
"You little jerk, I'm paying you money!" Miss Ugly screeched. Her face, disgusting enough already, was even grosser with hate.
"Stop narrating my words and actions!" The ugly girl complained.
The HANDSOME narrator turned with a satisfied smile. Man, he was ten times better than she could ever hope to even dream to become. Continue on normally now, author.
The author glared and stomped off. She was so childish sometimes. What a brat.
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Post by Juon Kiku on Aug 11, 2011 15:16:31 GMT -5
"Oh my god, what the heeellll?" The girl behind Kiku's shitty predicament cackled, somewhat confused by what she had just read going on in the post above. She pushed up her dorky glasses, scratched her head, and thought long and hard on it. If Miss Dork-On-Wheels didn't know any better, she would have thought someone was breaking the fourth wall and therefore ignoring her own warning to her roleplay character.
She laughed again, not a pretty sound. That would be absurd, surely someone knew better than to do that. She cracked her knuckles and began to type an onslaught of horribly shitty writing, ignoring the fact that she too was narrated in favour of eating a goldfish cracker and roleplaying.
((By someone, I mean you Lyme. Da fuq is dis? :I))
Right away Kiku knew she was outnumbered. Of course she did, she was one person. Even 2 of them would have her outnumbered. The amount of sickly people that burst into the room, tearing the door right off it's hinges and virtually destroying it as they came in like one big mass of miserable, irate people however was far too many for her to take on. She would have been fine with 5 or even 10, she'd been in fights before (none started by herself, of course, unless the 5 or 10 people deserved it) but the amount she was facing down..she couldn't even see all of them, just hear them as they made a general ruckus. Not that she had much time to think.
They had seen her.
She let instinct take over as they charged her, all screaming and yowling with fists raised and teeth bared. Face contorted back into a mask of hatred, the fear ever present but she could ignore it in favour of adrenaline, she dove into the center of them. Her knife slashed and cut, sinew and skin slicing as if she were cutting through melted butter and the noises they made only fueled her farther. The guttural screeches and yowls that ceased into eerie silence as she found the points that would end them and used it efficiently and quickly. Her knife dripped with a liquid that looked like blood, but a different shade then what usually painted the pretty blade and much too runny. Unless she was just imagining things. Perhaps it was just the way that it splattered off as she slashed into the neck of the last one, or how easily it spread as it stained her nice, white clothes.
She would have to deal with that later though. It wasn't safe where she was, Kiku needed to find a better place to hide and fast. She knew better than to make a lot of noise this time, that obviously hadn't helped her in the first place as she had panicked. This time was different, she was much more level-headed, her body loose and ready. Stepping over the bodies she made her way back to the door and peered out into the street. There were more out there, but they hadn't seen her and didn't appear on the attack, just wandering aimlessly. "Alright Kiku, let's do this." She muttered, taking a breath and stepping back out.
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Post by lyme on Aug 14, 2011 4:52:14 GMT -5
(Sorry, Kiku, I got bored! ;D This thread is dying though. Totally not gore. Shouldn't even be rated anymore.) Ryu? Dzetsu? Len? Icecreamlord? Hello?
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