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Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Aug 28, 2007 11:06:23 GMT -5
"I make the decisions around here!" Ivan shouted, tears welling up in his eyes. "You, Vito, will take your army out of this bar, out of this suburb, hell, out of this city, and away from the one piece of family I still have left...kind of, and YOU..." Ivan pulled a syringe from under his coat. "DJ! You'll help me find a way to fix this!"
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Post by Sarpek on Aug 28, 2007 16:18:11 GMT -5
Sarpek hugs Ivan, in a clumsy sort of way, and pats him on the back. "Ahl halg." Shambling over to the bar, he cycles the reality generator. There is a loud thump, and the air is alive with a crackling electric tingle. Metal buzzes, and people's hair stands on end. Vito's army disappears with another loud thump, as does Vito's chainsaw hand, leaving him with a bleeding stump. Adjusting a few knobs, he picks up a few large cables, and plugs them into the back of the machine. Handing to Ivan, he gestures to the cage. "Garra gabah gagh"
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Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Aug 28, 2007 17:36:29 GMT -5
Ivan looks puzzled at Sarpek, and then down at the cables. "The cage?" Ivan says, moving his sight between the cables and the cage. "You want me to plug these up to the cage?"
Ivan shrugs, not seeing any way to worsen his brother's condition, what with the multitude of arms and legs. Pulling the cables as far as he could, Ivan attaches the cables to the bars of the cage, and steps back. "I have no godly idea what I just did, who that person is, or what the hell is going on..."
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Post by Vito The Don on Aug 28, 2007 21:21:26 GMT -5
The lights go out, and 3 shots are heard. The lights flicker back on, the reality generator is blown up on the ground. Vitos army and his army reappear. "Man I hate those things." He looks at Ivan. "Your whole brother being and unholy mess isnt my fault, I dont pack syringes. I remeber DJ talking about blue mutation drug though." As he starts to walk away, he looks back and smiles. "And if you ever pull a gun on me again, I'll make sure that hell's got room for one more for ya." With that Vito walks into the street, and vanishes.
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Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Aug 28, 2007 21:28:01 GMT -5
"Well...you." Ivan says to Sarpek, still not sure of his name or nature. "I hope that thing wasn't expensive."
Ivan turned to DJ. "As for you...is that Mafioso bastard lying, or are you the cause of all this?"
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Aug 29, 2007 6:47:33 GMT -5
"I only said I looted this stuff from the nearby NecroTech. That old case is over there, with all my other ruined supplies, no thanks to your mutated brother..."
The DJ picks up a piece of paper on the floor and looks at it. He then hands it to Ivan.
"The only reason I know the green is the antivirus and the blue is the virus...is all due to that piece of paper that was in that old case."
The DJ moves over to a newer NecroTech case he looted not so long ago and takes out all 6 green syringes.
"Now...I bet if we use enough of the antivirus, your brother may be back to normal in no time flat. But since I don't know squat about these syringes, a few side effects might happen..."
Some gunshots come from the roof, and one of the construction worker falls down the stairs. Following this fall, a rather familiar guy comes running down the stairs.
"Heh heh...remember me? It's your not so friendly PKer, Axe Hack..."
Axe Hack pulls out a pistol in each hands and begins to kill off Vito's army. One of the shot hits Ivan in the shoulder. After a few minutes, Axe Hack picks up a fuel can and runs out the door, and a motorcycle outside revs up. Nearly 50% of Vito's army has been killed. The DJ, who took cover during this killing, gets up. He looks over at the NecroTech case. Only the blue syringes remain. The green ones have been destroyed by Axe Hack's killing spree.
"Darn...it's not gonna be easy looking for more of those..."
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Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Aug 29, 2007 13:30:57 GMT -5
"Damn..." Ivan said, gripping his bleeding shoulder. "This bar is just bad luck. First, my brother dies here, then he turns in to some mutant zombie, twelve armed, blob monster, and then I get shot! What could possibly go wrong next!?"
Ivan reaches in to his pack, pulls out a first aid kit, and gets to work on his own shoulder.
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Post by Sarpek on Aug 29, 2007 14:43:03 GMT -5
Sarpek flips the reality generator's switch, and the generator is instantly fixed, and the rest of Vto's army is gone. Checking the connections on the cage, he cycles the generator yet again. The room lights dim, and then go out as the generator draws power. A rumbling hum fills the air, and the cage appears to distort. The generator's engine races, trying desperately to provide more power, and there is an enourmous bang from the cage. The lights flicker back on, revealing a normal person in the cage.
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Aug 29, 2007 15:13:50 GMT -5
The DJ walks over to the reality genny and finds out that it is actually a hologram producer.
"Would you look at that...I can create a holographic version of me...talk about being in 2 places at once..."
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Post by Sarpek on Aug 29, 2007 15:23:16 GMT -5
Sarpek shuts off the reality generator, and is promptly hit in the head by a flying pig.
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Aug 29, 2007 16:22:58 GMT -5
The DJ runs off to the nearest NecroTech. A few hours later, he is outside the bar, with a fuel can in hand. A motorcycle revs up and the DJ heads to the NecroTech by the nearby mall. Another few hours flew by before the DJ returns. He comes into the bar carrying a bunch of NecroTech cases.
"We're lucky there were these few cases left...who knows what might Ivan do if Tova doesn't return to normal..."
The DJ begins opening all the cases and separating the blue syringe from the green. After a few minutes, the DJ is done. The pile of green syringes seems to be a bit smaller then the pile of blue.
"Well...this could be a problem...there's only 4 green syringes here...and we need posibly the same amount as the blue syringe Tova took in.........."
The DJ eyes Ivan carefully and notices Ivan's ready to take out his pistol. The DJ reaches in his pocket and takes out a regular NecroTech syringe and sticks it in Sarpek, watching Sarpek slump to the floor.
"Well now...since Ivan is probably ready to shot me...I'm out! And I won't be back for some weeks!!!"
The DJ runs out the door carrying as much ammunition and syringes as he can carry. He however, is not running in the direction of any nearby NecroTech. In his attempt to get away, the DJ accidentally dropped 2 blue syringes he snuck in his pocket while running through a horde of zombies. The syringes break, and creates super zombies with enough strengh to lift a tank.
"Ah shit...not good..."
The DJ throws an iPod, not his, of course, playing Paris Hilton music, in the direction of the bar. The super zombies do not follow. The DJ frantically runs back to the bar, only to have the super zombies follow him to the bar.
"Ah crud..."
The DJ runs through the door and exits from the back door. The super zombie follow him in the front door, but not out the back, seeing there's fresh meat in the bar. The super zombies begin to tear the place apart. The DJ takes a glance back.
"Oh shit...Mel's not gonna like this..."
And with that, the DJ runs off to the mall Mel is in with a good excuse in his head.
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Post by Sarpek on Aug 29, 2007 18:03:53 GMT -5
Sarpek stands up, and recycles the reality generator, seeming to have the brain rot. He looks at the Other Zeds, and sees one in particular that stands out. It looks rather like his friend Roy Kilroy. Clumsily sticking Roy with a syringe from behind the bar, Sarpek shambles over to a booth, and falls asleep.
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Post by Vito The Don on Aug 30, 2007 16:43:28 GMT -5
Since Vito had already left, the Massacerd "Army" was only holograms. He walks back in from the liqour store. "Hey Ivan no hard feelings right? I grabbed you some vod..." He looks at his broken hologram projector. "OH COME ON! I LEAVE FOR TEN MINUITS TO GET SOME BOOZE AND YOU BLOW UP MY PROJECTOR???" It's about that time he looks at the super zombies. With a quick hand motion to his army, the xzombies are dead. He looks back at his army. "You guys need a vacation, go terrorize Berlin or somthing, I'll call you if I need you. And with that the army vanshishes.
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Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Aug 30, 2007 19:11:47 GMT -5
"...the fuck?"
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Post by Sarpek on Aug 30, 2007 20:58:42 GMT -5
"MmmmmmHm.
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