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Dragon573 Sanity not included from Sitting at a bonfire Since: Jun, 2016 Relationship Status: Wishfully thinking
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#126: Jul 22nd 2011 at 10:28:27 PM

"Definitely cheaper... although it didn't look like a case where a Chewbacca Defense would be needed. All you'd need to do would be to defend the reasonable doubt. Heck, they'd have trouble proving it within reasonable doubt... Okay, just one ground rule I'd like to suggest. Whatever you've done, any one of you, this is a clean slate. The skelletons in the closet stay behind. We need to stick together."

It's kind of funny. Sufficiently advanced stupidity is like sufficiently advanced science; eventually, you find something you can't solve.
SavageHeathen Pro-Freedom Fanatic from Somewhere Since: Feb, 2011
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#127: Jul 23rd 2011 at 5:28:12 AM

"Smart girl.", Sandra said. "I'm cool with that... Minus the pigs. I ain't gonna lift a goddamn finger for any fucking pig.", she said. "Them excepted, I think it's gonna be a free start for us all.".

edited 23rd Jul '11 5:31:54 AM by SavageHeathen

You exist because we allow it and you will end because we demand it.
Dragon573 Sanity not included from Sitting at a bonfire Since: Jun, 2016 Relationship Status: Wishfully thinking
Sanity not included
#128: Jul 23rd 2011 at 5:56:49 AM

"What about ones who got fired because they had issues with anger management and went postal when the disease hit, deciding that since we're all going to hell, they may as well send a few of their 'old buddies'" she finger quoted it and everything, "on their way themself? I'm serious, I know this guy, Marshal Godwin, shot his former squadmate in the face, point-blank range, shouting 'That was for using my half-and-half!'"

"Yeah, when he saw me, he walked over, patted me on the head, and thanked me for the Snickers bar I gave him four weeks ago."

edited 23rd Jul '11 5:58:27 AM by Dragon573

It's kind of funny. Sufficiently advanced stupidity is like sufficiently advanced science; eventually, you find something you can't solve.
SavageHeathen Pro-Freedom Fanatic from Somewhere Since: Feb, 2011
Pro-Freedom Fanatic
#129: Jul 23rd 2011 at 6:23:50 AM

She raised an eyebrow, grinning. "Never late for goin' rogue, huh?", she asked. "Sweet. Those I'd help: After offin' a goddamn pig, pretty much anybody's a-OK in my book.", she said.

With everybody onboard, she locked the doors, rolled the windows up, and lit another cigarette. She clicked on the music player: Mötorhead's Born to Raise Hell started sounding. And she slammed on the throttle. I can run a razor straight up your spine. What are you waiting for? What in the world you were created for? Show us you care, show us you dare, You don't know what happened not if you wern't there. BORN TO RAISE HELL! BORN TO RAISE HELL! WE KNOW HOW TO DO IT AND WE DO IT REAL WELL!, Lemmy was singin' through the speakers as the truck started its run.

Sandra knew her getaways very well, and she reckoned that the major exits, especially the Interstate, would be a deathtrap. Instead, she chose to run through the Industrial District, around the abandoned (and hopefully deserted) factories, into a minor regional road that led to pretty much nowhere.

edited 23rd Jul '11 6:29:18 AM by SavageHeathen

You exist because we allow it and you will end because we demand it.
Dragon573 Sanity not included from Sitting at a bonfire Since: Jun, 2016 Relationship Status: Wishfully thinking
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#130: Jul 23rd 2011 at 6:32:14 AM

Lucia watched the scenery pass by.

Goodbye, plauge infested unwashed masses... rest in peace, and stop disrupting mine.

It's kind of funny. Sufficiently advanced stupidity is like sufficiently advanced science; eventually, you find something you can't solve.
AtomicNut Sandwich Summoner from Classified Since: Apr, 2010 Relationship Status: THIS CONCEPT OF 'WUV' CONFUSES AND INFURIATES US!
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#131: Jul 23rd 2011 at 7:09:54 AM

Ricardo made a small chuckle went inside the truck as he said to Cecil. "Exactly my point. I appreciate that you are willing to be...civilized when most succumb to panic. Puts the odd in oddball." He smirked, seemingly unfazed by the fact there was an office on fire and there were five more people he wasn't acquainted with.

Although, that was to be worried later on. He listened to the music, and as every good geek, his metalhead-ness got the best out of him, as he found himself banging his head to the rythm. "Can we have Highway to Hell later on, miss driver?"

SavageHeathen Pro-Freedom Fanatic from Somewhere Since: Feb, 2011
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#132: Jul 23rd 2011 at 8:04:35 AM

Sandra grinned at the Spaniard: "Straight after Refuse Resist.".

edited 23rd Jul '11 8:56:13 AM by SavageHeathen

You exist because we allow it and you will end because we demand it.
slowzombie Platypus! from Way up North Since: Jan, 2001
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#133: Jul 23rd 2011 at 8:09:06 AM

"Well, we either get in or get moving." Linda said. "Not sure we'll get much further in this weather, though." She didn't like the thought of just locking herself into some place that ostensibly belonged to someone else, but she didn't like this situation either, and there had been an awful lot of not liking in general lately.

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SavageHeathen Pro-Freedom Fanatic from Somewhere Since: Feb, 2011
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#134: Jul 23rd 2011 at 8:56:20 AM

The truck ran over a couple of straggler zombies while taking a turn. Her route didn't take single zombies into consideration: Should any zed stand in her way, he was gettin' run over. Soon the car was on the rural dirt road, en route far away from the chaos.

edited 23rd Jul '11 8:56:47 AM by SavageHeathen

You exist because we allow it and you will end because we demand it.
Grimedog . from Nowhere Safe Since: Apr, 2011
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#135: Jul 23rd 2011 at 9:44:16 AM

"Okay, then..."Roland muttered, he unlocked the front door and poked a head inside. He cleared his throat and called out.

"Hello...is anyone here?"

There came no answer. The house was empty, with it's Owner missing; not a pretty picture. The Owner's vehicle was missing as well, most likely either fled or went to town. Roland was the first to take a step into the farmhouse. His footsteps creaked on the wooden floor. Roland looked around and found that the house was quite fancy.

A crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling in the Entrance Hall, and looked to be quite old. There were two rooms that branched off of the Entrance Hall, one looked to be a living room while the other was a dining room. A door at the end of the hallway to the left of the staircase most likely lead to a closet.

Roland stepped into the living room and examined the room. The living room seemed to be lacking in the advanced technology of today's couch-potato culture. An ancient stand-up radio sat in a corner, while an equally old television sat near the wall closest to the door. Roland moved into another room via an open door frame. He found himself in a small kitchen, with a bathroom attachment.

Roland ventured into the bathroom.

(The Owner is missing for a plot event. So, don't try to find him. You won't. The farmhouse is completely empty.)

edited 23rd Jul '11 9:45:25 AM by Grimedog

AtomicNut Sandwich Summoner from Classified Since: Apr, 2010 Relationship Status: THIS CONCEPT OF 'WUV' CONFUSES AND INFURIATES US!
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#136: Jul 23rd 2011 at 11:43:14 AM

"...not that I'd like to argue with the woman in charge... but, is killing people really that necessary?" Rick stuttered, fidgetting with his fingers.

He paused.

"Well maybe joining -wasn't- that adequate. But I can't stop anyone now."

SavageHeathen Pro-Freedom Fanatic from Somewhere Since: Feb, 2011
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#137: Jul 23rd 2011 at 11:54:46 AM

"Hey, if ya really wanna, I can stop instead, so them fuckin' cannibals get to turn the car over and eat us.", Sandra protested.

edited 23rd Jul '11 11:55:02 AM by SavageHeathen

You exist because we allow it and you will end because we demand it.
AtomicNut Sandwich Summoner from Classified Since: Apr, 2010 Relationship Status: THIS CONCEPT OF 'WUV' CONFUSES AND INFURIATES US!
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#138: Jul 23rd 2011 at 11:57:37 AM

"Point taken. But you also need to think on long-term. If you keep killing em recklessly, the air filter is going to clog up with grime." Rick said. "Would be a killing irony...but...uh... I think i'll shut up now." He said, averting his gaze and focusing on the window.

Grimedog . from Nowhere Safe Since: Apr, 2011
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#139: Jul 23rd 2011 at 12:16:23 PM

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Kainasu Back from the dead. from R'ylleh Since: Nov, 2010
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#140: Jul 23rd 2011 at 12:28:40 PM

Cecil reached in his bag, he grabbed a book, no..more than a book, a map! He opened it, going to their current location. He spent several minutes tracing it like a child with a maze. He put his head up, speaking; "We should get on highway 87, lots of farmland there."

Do not worry, I hate myself, too.
Squire The Sad Clown from The Void Since: Feb, 2010
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#141: Jul 23rd 2011 at 1:59:33 PM

Jack was starting to get creeped out now. He walked down the highway, filming his movements as he went. The whole situation was starting to give him a Blair Witch vibe. Instinct told him to keep running, moving away from civilisation. Of course, intellect told him that there weren't many gritty survival horrors that only featured one lone survivor. He needed a group, a pack, to protect and be protected by. He needed the basic human instinct of company. At once he wished he could go back to the relative normality that the woodland camp had provided. But he knew that his friends were sick, perhaps fatally so. He kept walking.

All those ... moments will be lost... in time, like... tears... in rain.
Philosopher The thing with the red gold crown. from Behind the Wall Since: Jan, 2011
The thing with the red gold crown.
#142: Jul 23rd 2011 at 5:39:26 PM

John Gilroy wandered over to the barn where he tied his horse up. He went back to the farmhouse looked around for a chair to sit in.

It comes. The corrupter comes. Don't let it touch the tower lest all reality crumble.
slowzombie Platypus! from Way up North Since: Jan, 2001
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#143: Jul 23rd 2011 at 6:16:51 PM

Linda entered the main building, putting her gym bag down carefully in a corner, retrieving a black box, about the size of a particularly large book. With the box in hand, she found herself a seat in the dining hall. She knew what she was about to do might look a bit odd for anyone just walking in on her, but that couldn't be helped. She opened the box, revealing a set of expensive, and definitely sharp, knives.

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Grimedog . from Nowhere Safe Since: Apr, 2011
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#144: Jul 23rd 2011 at 9:12:36 PM

Roland tested the water from the sink. He was greeted by water rushing out of the tap, and cupped his hands; allowing the water to pool. The water had a slightly brown tint to it, but seemed drinkable, as it had no bad smells nor did it have any clouds. He splashed his face with the water and sighed. The water felt cold and satisfying.

He turned his attention to the blood soaked shirt that the woman had tied on. He gingerly untied it, wincing at the pain that came from the removal of the shirt's pressure. Blood started to well up in the wounds, and dripped down Roland's arms. He was careful to try to drip the blood drops in the sink. Opening the bathroom's cabinet, Roland found what he needed for treatment.

One pair of tweezers, anti-bacteria cream, bandages, and a bottle of painkillers. He was surprised to see that the Owner had stocked the cabinet with a suture kit. Roland pooled the objects around the rim of the sink and exhaled deeply. He looked at himself in the mirror, and held his breath...

Raising the tweezers up, he clasped one of the shards and slowly pulled it out. The pain was immense, and sharp; making Roland gasp out loud. He grunted and held his shouts. The shard moved out slowly and noisily as it slid across the muscle in Roland's arm. He let it fall into the sink after it was completely out; letting his breath escape as well. He sighed with trembling breath and went back to get the others. In all, all seven shards were extracted and Roland held a mass of toilet paper against the wounds. He looked at the suture kit and groaned.

"Not yet..." he muttered and opened the door to the kitchen. He moved to the fridge and opened it. He grabbed a bottle of Jack Daniels that sat at the back of the fridge and went on to go back into the bathroom; he left a small smudge of blood on the door handle as he closed the fridge. He paused however, to see what the others were doing. They were all busy...doing whatever it was they were doing.

Roland cursed under his breath, and went back into the bathroom; locking the door as he did.

edited 23rd Jul '11 9:13:35 PM by Grimedog

SavageHeathen Pro-Freedom Fanatic from Somewhere Since: Feb, 2011
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#145: Jul 24th 2011 at 6:32:30 AM

Besides a farmhouse, the truck ran out of fuel, although the level indicator stubbornly said that the deposit was half-full. Sandra punched the terminal. "FUCK!", she yelled. "Damn muthafucka can't work right! We ain't got no gas anmyore!".

Frustrated, she grasped her head with two palms and groaned. Then she made a pause, thinking. And she smirked.

"Guys, we can survive yet, yes we can! Let's go break inside that farm there, grab any fuel, food, booze, meds, drugs, guns'n'ammo we can get. They don't wanna part ways the stuff? I'll warm them up to the plan", she said, cracking her knuckles.

edited 24th Jul '11 6:59:54 AM by SavageHeathen

You exist because we allow it and you will end because we demand it.
Dragon573 Sanity not included from Sitting at a bonfire Since: Jun, 2016 Relationship Status: Wishfully thinking
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#146: Jul 24th 2011 at 6:58:18 AM

Lucia grimaced. She had reservations about stealing... but that grimace was replaced by a thoughful expression.

In this case... it could very well be our survival or theirs... And in the end, the human mind is simply a 'don't get killed' machine... and who am I to burden it with something like petty morality and thus prevent it from performing its primary function?

"Got it," she said, grining.

It's kind of funny. Sufficiently advanced stupidity is like sufficiently advanced science; eventually, you find something you can't solve.
AtomicNut Sandwich Summoner from Classified Since: Apr, 2010 Relationship Status: THIS CONCEPT OF 'WUV' CONFUSES AND INFURIATES US!
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#147: Jul 24th 2011 at 7:46:52 AM

"You know, it isn't so bad. A farm could also be worked in a long-time shelter." Ricardo pondered as he shifted. "And a farm has plenty of chances of having fuel. And failing that, a diesel engine like this can work on natural oil. Used cooking oil, in fact. The only downside is that the truck would be smelling of fries for quite a bit but that's not... that bad."

He let the message drop, his eyes fixated on the black woman. "Only fools dare to rush in." He said as he cradled his laptop. "And I could use some battery recharge for this device. It will hard to do during a shootout and even if Internet and digital communications might fail in the upcoming days, having this piece of hardware could prove useful."

edited 24th Jul '11 7:48:39 AM by AtomicNut

Philosopher The thing with the red gold crown. from Behind the Wall Since: Jan, 2011
The thing with the red gold crown.
#148: Jul 24th 2011 at 7:48:40 AM

John heard the truck come up and peered out the window, "We have company."

It comes. The corrupter comes. Don't let it touch the tower lest all reality crumble.
slowzombie Platypus! from Way up North Since: Jan, 2001
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#149: Jul 24th 2011 at 8:16:10 AM

Linda rose, reaching for one of the knives before even realizing she was doing it. Once she did, though, she reconsidered, closing the box instead. "Here's hoping it's not whoever lives here." She said, mostly to herself.

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Grimedog . from Nowhere Safe Since: Apr, 2011
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#150: Jul 24th 2011 at 10:36:43 AM

Roland had almost ripped the packaging off the suture needle when he heard the others start to move in the other rooms; like something was coming. He quickly stopped his treatment and retied the shirt around his arm.

"Goddamn it..." Roland grumbled as he did.

He came out of the bathroom and moved over into the living room. He peered through the windows of the living room and watched the truck that was stopped on the road. From what he could see, maybe three people sat inside. He didn't think that they were the Owners, none of them looked the type. Roland turned to speak to the others.

"I think we have looters." he said, before turning back to the window.

"Ha...finally get a break and this happens. Shit."


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