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Post by Deleted on Nov 14, 2010 19:38:00 GMT -5
its the year 3004, 10 years after a strange zombie virus swept the galaxy. bands of survivors have hidden, but now they are determined to find a cure and survive.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 14, 2010 20:26:09 GMT -5
Jessica and seth= Earth= they waited in the basement, taking care of the littles making sure they weren't scared, but they weren't. they'd been through enough to know what was happening, a battle. they could here the screams of people and the monstrous roars of the zombies as well the blood flowing steadily into the gutters and down into the basement. seth went to check what was going on, he ran to the garage and brought out his new "toy", he called it a "four spiker". it was a 4-wheeler with spikes securely attached to the front and back, with fireworks strapped on the back for a... special use. he zoomed out, barely watching what he was killing, just knowing he was. his face was covered in blood and organs, green flesh sticking to his clothing. he screamed " move outta the way!" turned around, lit the fireworks and jumped. 1 minute later an explosion rocked the earth, everyone stared at him, {what?} he wondered. people were staring down at the basement, he slowly walked down. they'd gotten to them, blood everywhere, he stared at a dead body of a small 3 year old, neck open with blood gushing like some disgusting fountain of blood, as well as 1 eye slightly pulled, the liquid from the inside leaking out along with blood mixing to make a strange purplish liquid, the optic nerve clearly visible, a foot was missing. already the maggots were coming, making it worse. then he spotted jessica, his only friend in this crule world, maybe more than a friend, lying on the ground. at the site of her, he got on his knees, cried, then threw up. {it can't get any worse} he thought. oh, but it could...
Auroura- tirffling- exeenok= Andalite Home world alone, the last of my group killed in the last raid and i was starving, he event had left chaos, the grasslands set to flames. i'd heard of surviving grass down south from passing survivors, though it hadn't seamed promising, i'd take my chances. i was thinking of possible routs when i saw the fire and zombies attacking poor young ones, i had to help...
ttreonkca=Muana Home world= i was in my house when it started, sirens. i knew what had happened, the barrier had fallen, the great barrier that had kept us from the flesh eating monsters on the other side. then the windows of my hut blasted! terrible pore covered versions of my kind crawling in, parts of flesh disintergrated. my instincts kicked in, in a flash of roars bodies hit the ground. eyes with no head, bodies with holes where heads should have been, and blood still pumping onto the floor. i ran outside, the city was in flames just a mile west of my hut, flames reaching out from the tall skyscrapers. i extended my wings and flew, and as i got closer to the city i saw at the top of the tallest building giving commands to the zombies, my distorted mother and i stopped frozen in shock...
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