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Post by Leon Silverblood on May 22, 2009 23:04:16 GMT -5
Leon watches the exchange and asks "Can you control your body from there? I have plans for it...They'll be more fun if you don't resist."
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Post by Noah on May 23, 2009 6:22:44 GMT -5
Noah is having a nightmare about bats. Oh no!
He still hasn't let go off the dude's legs.
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Post by albub on May 25, 2009 16:22:08 GMT -5
Dan is slowly returning to sobriety. The hallucinations are getting less vivid, and he recognizes them for what they are rather than perceiving them as reality. He pours himself a heavy slug of vodka and his glass winks at him before he downs the contents. He places the glass back on the table next to the bottle and the two objects begin to cuddle. It hasn't yet dawned on him that the terminator is awake again.
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Post by Leon Silverblood on May 25, 2009 18:04:53 GMT -5
Leon weaves his way back over to Dan and plops down in front of him. He looks down at Noah and shakes his head, then to Dan he says "So half the bar is drugged, including you, and the other half is drunk, including me, and the other half is having way too much fun with heavy metal and explosives. We've got 50 zeds outside, a cyborg inside, and 300- *grabs one* 299 bottles of beer on the wall, 299 bottles of beer. Ain't life grand?"
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Post by Angel on May 25, 2009 19:58:13 GMT -5
AND SUDDENLY DICKS EVERYWHERE!
"Man the machinegun turrets! Get some heavy weapons up here! We'll drive these Dicks back no matter what it takes!", said the Loose Sergeant.
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Post by Leon Silverblood on May 25, 2009 20:58:27 GMT -5
Leon wings a bottle blindly over his shoulder.
"Never fear! Alcohol will solve all our problems!"
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Post by albub on May 26, 2009 14:06:28 GMT -5
Dan grimaces as he twists the top off of his screaming beer. Foamy blood (or bloody foam) sprays out of the gaping wound at the top of the bottle's neck. He drinks deeply from his kill and then hurls the corpse in the same direction as the bottle Leon drank.
"Life is good Leon, life is great. What happened to that cyborg?"
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Post by Sarpek on May 26, 2009 14:28:01 GMT -5
Sarpek, meanwhile, a has re-attatched Michelle's head, but not connected the control lines. Those run over to a laptop. "I made a puppet!" He types in a command, and the robot starts to disco.
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Post by Leon Silverblood on May 26, 2009 16:48:40 GMT -5
"Sarpek, you have too much powerfully advanced technology for anyone in a zombie apocalypse like this one. What the hell's going on here? Are you from the future? *squinting* You do vaguely resemble Christopher Lloyd..."
Leon blinks a few times, then whispers to Dan "Is that robot doing...the robot?"
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on May 26, 2009 17:09:42 GMT -5
The DJ walks in carrying a radio transmitter and a lot of radio equipment.
"Heads up, folks. I'm turning this bar into a makeshift radio station. Malton Manhunt's organizer has just successfully convinced me to do a running commentary for the duration of their next game. I find it rather interesting that it's called Axe Hack's Manhunt...And here I thought he was a horrible PKer."
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Post by Sarpek on May 26, 2009 20:17:56 GMT -5
"Fine, I admit it. I was sent back in time from the future, when computers take over the world. It's my mission to protect this kid who'll be born in about 10 years, since the time machine was mis-calibrated." He glares at the sky, and returns to fiddling with his clunker of a laptop.
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Post by Noah on May 27, 2009 12:58:49 GMT -5
Noah wakes up and decides to be a dog for the day. He starts barking at the dancing robot.
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Post by albub on May 27, 2009 16:38:16 GMT -5
Dan whispers back to Leon.
"Yeah, I think it is. I'm scared. I don't know where my gun is and I'm probably too drunk to figure out which end the bullets come out of."
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Post by Vito The Don on May 27, 2009 18:00:28 GMT -5
Vito rouses from a drunken stupor and throws the closest bottle of liquor at michelle's head, followed quickly by a lit match. The head burns and the metal turns into a fine puddle of slag on the floor. "I apologize for that, it's a force of habit." He turns to DJ with an inquizitive look. "If I recall we killed axe and his merry band of PKer's a couple days ago, yes?"
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Post by Noah on May 27, 2009 19:29:31 GMT -5
Noah crawls over to the michelle puddle and hikes his leg towards it. Like a dog he tries to pee on it, unlike a dog he's wearing pants. He only succeeds in wetting himself. Confused, he looks at his pants. Humanlike, he undoes his belt and pulls off his pants. He also takes his shoes, socks, and shirt off. He is now completely in the nude. He tries again and succeeds in peeing on the molten metal puddle.
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