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« Reply #390 on: June 29, 2016, 08:02:54 am »

Winters: He agrees! We agree!

Rory said looking back and forth between the men with the guns, who all looked the same, to the hordes of zombie things coming towards them in all directions, with the bouncing glance back at the group of people who didn't have guns who he was sure all had some sort of mutations that made them very very dangerous. He could see the look on Danny's face and it was not one of "let's work things out for the nice people"...he never had that face.

DB: Harley, your pissin in your trousers...i could-

Rory cut him off before he continue.

Winter: Of course YOU could Danny but what about the rest of us. Carlos? Anna? me?! We don't have time for all this **** and balls nonsense.

Danny looked at Rory Winters with a face that seemed awfully like a child being scolded by his parent. He let out a sigh of dissapointment and turned back to the people on the river beach.

DB: Fine you can come up...bring your mates to i don't care...


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« Reply #391 on: June 29, 2016, 02:01:42 pm »

Rayven cursed under her breath as she turned and saw that her wall of fire was less effective than she'd hoped for.  She glanced back as Tech made the ultimatum.

She didn't want to leave anyone behind.  ANYone.  Even if they were capable of erasing their memory and forgetting all about you.

No, f*ck that.

She pointed at Joey and Sal.

"These two get to come and you've got a deal.  At least they're conscious and understand the situation."

Tony had shattered her heart and she really didn't care what happened to him now.  Kid, well...they never got along, and he was kinda just laying there right now.  She'd do what she could for Joey and Sal, but if there was a chance she could get back to Trine...
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« Reply #392 on: July 01, 2016, 03:26:21 am »

Shine: It doesn't matter now ****, he said ya'll are on the boat.

Teddy "Shine" Williams looked at Rayven as if she just said 2+2=45. He walked along side his brother who was still writhing in pain underneath the many arms of The Man in Black.

Shine: Keep up damn.

He said as they walked past her trying to find away to heft the 10 foot tall burnt body of big onto the deck of the Mary-Wea.
Simon didn't waist anytime getting onto the ship as the horde continued to close in around them. He grabbed his hands onto the  railing and pulled himself up. The black water licked at his pant legs. He had hoped that Rayven would see sense and leave the four men to their own devices but Simon had enough data to no predictably say that none of those people would ever do what made the most sense logically.

.............

He had slipped into a bed room of what looked to be a young boy. There were some action figures, flecked with blood, on the floor. There were also a few posters up on the wall of video games and some sports teams. Jason was surprised to see the face of Kid Genius staring back at him from the wall. The face was younger in the background there were pictures of him flipping and riding various X-treme ****. Jason rolled his eyes and shook his head as he limped across the room.

Of course the strangest thing in the room was the boy, probably about 11 maybe 12, strapped to his faded red race car bed with a series of leather belts and duct tape. The boys skin was grey and covered in black spiderweb veins. It's mouth hung open in a permanent silent moan. It's head had a dinner plate sized gash down the front of it. Jason also saw that there had been small animal bodies all next to the bed and some of the surrounding areas. They had been ripped apart like a present on christmas morning leaving the front of the boys shirt deep red with old dried blood.

King: **** idiots

Jason whispered to himself as he walked across the room to the door. They had been feeding it. Whoever owned this house and this kid had been trying to keep it locked up and then trying to feed it. Jason realized that every time he thought people had reached the max level of stupidity they found a way to surprise him. As he got to the door he found it was locked from the outside. Jason used a little gravity to crush the handle off and swung it out into hallway.
Over the railing the house looked as if a tornado had gone through it. There was clothes, pots and pans, papers and all sorts of random **** everywhere. Jason continued to limp down the hallway. There was an open door into what looked like the master bed room and then another closed door with a bunch of hand drawn pictures of various randomness. Jason sighed and walked past the door having a pretty good idea what he would find inside.

He didn't bother walking down the steps instead he lowered his gravity and floated down using the railing to pull himself. The front door had been closed and it look like it had been locked as well. Jason thought to himself that maybe they would have some luck after all. Getting to the floor Jason shuffled across papers and other random clothes making his way back to the side door they had been waiting at. He walked through the kitchen and saw a message written in blood and shook his head...suburb people were so dramatic. J

Jason got to the door and opened it to see Trine standing out side panting slightly as if she had just had some burst of activity.

King: So, the girl scouts are really taking anyone now? You aren't even wearing a sash.


Jason smirked at the blonde as well as looking around and behind her to make sure they weren't in the line of sight of any infected.
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« Reply #393 on: July 02, 2016, 10:03:35 pm »

Joey:
`Fuckin’ zombie Bambi!?”
Joey had scrambled behind Sal, only to flinch when the first gunshot rang out and when the deer continued to move the only thing Giuseppe had to say was his “Our Father”s.

That was twice today, maybe even in the same hour, that his italian impressed even Joey himself. His mother would have been proud...well...she more than likely would have huffed out an “about time!.” but y’kbow with that little smile behind that said she was proud of you- And stir the sauce! Or else it’s gonna stick to the bottom of the pan!

…...Good Lord did he miss dinners at the Stasi home…..

Another gunshot and he almost tripped over himself as he ducked, covering his head with his arms before the deer finally hit the ground. He looked to Sal who had been staring at the now re-dead-ed deer with grave lines on his face.

That was not a good look.

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"I hope dat was some kinda G.E.M ‘cause if animals can turn….we are **** ….”


That was all he said, his mouth fitted into a tight line as he looked down at the deer.

The impervious robe guy had said they could all come aboard- which was perfectly okay with Joey. He grinned making his way over, giving Tech and a clone an “eyes on you” gesture.

Not that it would matter. Not that he even cared. Just that after that little face and stomach fiasco Joey was much less trusting of a dude he... already didn’t trust. And apparently the other guy was a-okay with leaving them for dead. So...not a big fan.

He looked over his shoulder.

Joey:
”Alrighty then, ya heard tha man. Let's get a move on there Dazed and Confused.”


He honestly could have cared less if the guy was getting on the boat or not, but it seemed to matter to Sal so- eh, whatever, it matter to him too I guess.

One of the infected that had breached Rayven’s firewall had dragged itself towards the group, the last remaining bit of clothing and torn skin still holding fast to flames. Sal shifted Kid in his arms and landed a solid kick to the thing’s chest, but it would have been a  temporary set back. The infected dropped backwards landing flat on its back, before trying to right itself enough to continue trying to get a hold of someone in the group. Sal started for the boat his arms starting to scream with the effort it took yo hold that much weight for so long. The idea that the chance to set Kenneth down was only a few feet away had him impatient to say the least.

Joey waited for him, before following after and onto the boat.

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“Thanks…sorry about all that...”
he said quietly as he got near enough to Rory.

It was worth saying even if the other half of the group basically held them at gunpoint.
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« Reply #394 on: July 03, 2016, 09:53:59 am »

”Girl...scouts…?” she managed in between pants, before straightening up, and slowing down her breathing, ”I don’t know what you’re talking about...”

The blonde chanced a look over her shoulder, thankful that the infected she’d impaled had stayed down, before stepping forward. All the ready to meet that smug look on his face with her own.

”...I’m here to fix the cable.”

Trine gently (and very carefully) poked Jason in the chest with her pointer finger, a smirk behind her eyes, as she ducked under the arm holding the back door open and into the house.

It was a disaster inside, but she didn’t hear anything. Despite the strange message on the door and the scatter of miscellaneous household items there didn’t seem to be much amiss. Maybe they’d lucked out and finally found a place to rest.
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« Reply #395 on: July 05, 2016, 02:47:25 am »

Jason smirked at Trine's little joke and for a second it felt like they were back in the halls of WWG. Like they were just people as opposed to two human beings in the overall population. There was something different to them though that Jason could feel in the air as she walked under his arm and into the house. There was a distinct lack of fear from her that had always been there before. The fear had eroded back at the house they had stayed in for about a month and now there was no trace of it. Before, back when the world had a lot less flesh eating infected people, when Trine had seen him in the hallway or at a press event there was this animalistic sense of guard that was up. She never cowered like some of the others but Jason could tell in her body language that she had readied herself to fight or run should his presence call for ether. Jason didn't blame her. He and his crew had given her and everyone at WWG ample reason to react that way.

But now...Jason watched as she looked around the house back completely to him. Her body was relaxing as it was now in the house...as if she was safe from danger. He wondered how bad that had made him if the only thing that would make this happen was a seemingly global infection that threatened to wipe out life as they know it.

Jason shut the door as quietly and quickly as he could manage. He locked it and felt a little betting with the click of switch behind him.

King: I have a feeling i can skip "The Walking Dead" for a while but it figures you'd show up on time at the end of the world.

Jason smirked as he limped over next to her and pointed at the front door. His face lost some of his jovial-ness as he delved into his strategy.

King: You can use your powers without touching the ground right? Because a large pillar of earth in front of each of the doors would set us up well for the night. I'm gonna close the blinds. If we can do it all without being seen they shouldn't come over here.
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« Reply #396 on: July 05, 2016, 03:27:52 am »

Tony watched as the group of drunk people stumbled into a blazing fire that Jet Black Hottie had created with a wave of her hand. Once again for some reason he felt nothing about this and as he really looked at the large bar crawl coming towards them he realized something.

Tony: those....are not...drunk people

He said out loud but mostly to himself. They were most certainly something worse. Some of them were clothed but others of them were not. Some were wearing only tatters and rags. Others were naked but covered in blood and missing limbs. They looked like something right out of...Z-Nation....

Tony: holy ****! Are those...zombies?!

Tony said out loud pointing in the hordes direction looking around to see if anyone else was seeing this. They all seemed focused on another thing as the pop pop pop of a gun went off on the other direction. Tony turned is head around and saw a deer, covered in blood and black veins get shoved back by a bullet before being put down by another one.

Tony: Dude you just shot Zombambi

Tony said running up to the clone who had managed to take it down. Tony looked at it...it's eyes were glassy white like it had been blind all it's life.

Then everyone started moving onto the boat. Tony turned back around to see the group of clones and the shorter guy who was yelling earlier helped the downed giant man onto the boat. None of them seemed to be phased in the least about his revelation of the existence of actually real life zombies! He also must have missed the part where they all were allowed on Pink Robe guys boat...but he wasn't going to complain. There was a zombie coming out of the crowd with...what looked to be giant bull horns sticking up out of his head and a butt load of tattoos....

Tony: ...whaaa?

once again Tony said to no one in particular. Tony wasn't sure if this dude was a G.E.M. or a guy who had some pretty sick body mods. done to him before he had gotten bitten by the latest craze. Tony backed up and turned around bumping right into the hot girl with the jet black hair. Tony was going so fast that he almost knocked her over but he managed to catch her. For a second...having her in his arm like that felt....funny...like deja-vue...He looked her in the eyes quizingly for a second before breaking out into a wide happy smile.

Tony: So...are you going to take a swing at me now or later?
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« Reply #397 on: July 05, 2016, 09:08:27 am »

Rory looked at the large man holding another man in his arms. His first thought was to remind the large gentlemen that they hadn't been really given much of a choice and by apologizing he was simply rubbing salt in the wound...but Rory was going to be damned if this zombie nonsense was going to rob him of his British sense of politeness. Bones can break, manners should never.

Winters: Think nothing of it...

He said straining to maintain a pleasant tone free of distain.

Winter: What matters now is that we get out of here.


That was correct as the Horde began converging on their position in mass numbers. Rory shivered as he looked at them and made his way inside the cabin. Rory Winters had no intention of being eaten or worse...turned into one of those things. He would lock himself in a closet and wait for death before doing that.

Danny trudged off into the river boat like a scolded child as he saw Carlos being comforted by Anna. He moved towards them but as Carlos saw him he shot up out of his chair and nearly broke his neck tripping on things trying to get away from him.

Carlos: STAY AWAY FROM ME!!!

Anna looked at Danny and then back at Carlos. Danny looked like a mixture of shock, hurt, and surprise.

DB: Hey it's--

Carlos: YOU'RE ONE OF THEM!!! YOU'RE ONE OF THOSE FREAKS!!

Once again Anna watched the twitch on Danny's face as he tried to keep a frown from coming across it.

DB: What? no i'm not. Hold on bonnie look at this...

Danny undid his robe and held it open. Anna turned her head away quickly however her face felt like a furnace that spread red across her pale face and matched her red hair. Danny stood naked in the room and gestured to himself.

DB: See? No even a scratch on me. I would take a lot more than a few shots to turn me into one of those things out there mate. I'm ok.

Carlos: OK??!


Carlos spat back. His face contorted as if he just smelt something horrible coming directly in Danny's direction.

Carlos: You didn't tell me you were one of those **** freaks that caused all this!

DB & Anna: What?

They both asked in unison. Carlos pointed a harsh finger at Danny that hit him like a harpoon in his chest.

Carlos: it was monsters like you who brought this here in the first place. You **** the whole world and you turned people into **** zombies!

DB: Carlos thats...

Danny trailed off. the fact of the matter that he didn't know if that was true or not. Most of the people they had come across so far didn't really have time to focus on the nature of the break out just trying to survive. He had heard a few murmmers from those better off about what was the cause of all this. Danny hadn't really paying much attention to what the people were saying but this...didn't seem to far off.

Carlos: and i...i let you inside me...

His voice was low and shaky his twisted face of disgust turned into that of self loathing.

Carlos: You...**** killed me....you stupid...i won't let you turn me into one of those things.

Carlos moved faster than either Anna or Danny could have predicted and smashed a window to his left. Carlos the took a shard of broken glass in his hand and with one jagged motion dug it deep into his neck. Anna screamed. Danny rushed over as Carlos colapsed onto the floor glass shard still in his neck.

DB: NO BONNIE!! NO NO NO NO DON'T DO THIS!

Danny took his wrist between his teeth and tore it open. His blood poured out of his wound as he pressed it against Carlos's mouth.

DB: no no no no no Carlos don't do this.

Carlos was bleeding everywhere as Anna tried to cover her horrified screams and sobs with both hands.

DB: HARLEY!!! DON'T LET HIM DO THIS!!! HARLEY!!!

Danny's voice shook with emotion as he tried to shove his into the fading Carlos. Weakly Carlos pushed him away as he began to choke on his own blood. Rory walked into the room.

Winter: Danny what's....oh my dear god....

Danny was crying now as he cradled Carlos in his arms rocking him back and forth. Danny's face was wet with sweat his wrist wound was already starting to heal and Carlos lay still.

DB: no no no...no no...no...no no...please...

Danny tore into his wrist again. he pressed his bleeding gash to Carlos but the light in his eyes had faded as the gush blood of his neck wound became a small trickle. Danny was soaked in red and with one hand rubbing Carlos's hair back Danny still continued to press his now healed wound to Carlos.

DB: no no no...you idiot...you stupid lad...you're such a **** idiot...no no no

Anna buried herself in Rory's shoulder and he held her. It was more of a reflex as he was still staring at the horrible scene in front of him.

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« Reply #398 on: July 05, 2016, 09:26:40 pm »

Trine couldn’t keep the smile from reaching her lips at Jason’s comment on her figurative tardiness, but it slipped into more of a residual pull at the corners once he’d started on his plan.

”The first floor is close enough. Just takes a little more concentration. I’ll do that and help you with the blinds.”

The blonde turned making her way closer to the back door, before placing her fingertips to the granite tile of the kitchen floor. She could feel the shift of energy that curled over her shoulders and raced through her arms- pouring down into the ground beneath her fingertips.

It was always a strange feeling trying to work through something constructed. It was like feeling the twang of tendons or synapses firing, but each texture or material had it’s own sort of vibration. It didn’t have to travel very far considering the dirt from the bottom of their shoes had knocked out onto the floor- and she’d used that instead. She led it beneath the weather strip at the bottom of the door and then outside.

Her body wasn’t ready for the amount of energy and control it took to move enough earth quietly, as not to draw any more attention, but it had to be done. So, she pushed- even if her limbs had started to feel like Jello from the exhauation.

They were so close to finally taking a break. Just a little more.

Blue eyes traveled around the inside of the house. The majority of the kitchen to her left looked like it had been plucked out of some HGTV show. White cabinets, black granite counters, stainless steel appliances. They had stupid things like those banana holders and matching salt and pepper shakers. One was a cream coloured fox with gold detailing, the other was an owl.

Seriously. Real people did not have those. Or at least she never did, but her family hadn’t exactly been financially sound enough to bother with cutesy decor.

Even with the blood smears, old mail, utensils, and a bowl of rotting fruit the place seemed so put together beneath it all. Like if they’d cleaned it would be as if nothing ever happened.

She leaned back trying peer around the side of the kitchen island and looked at the door with the writing on it. It was set a few feet back, under the stairs that divided the kitchen from part of the living room. In front of it, on the floor, had been a tube of pink lipstick that had been torn up from having been dragged over the surface of the door, the cap had rolled off to the side- halfway down the short hallway to the left of the fridge.

Another shift.

The dining room was on her right. The table and chairs a dark, chestnut, coloured wood- adorned with seat cushions and a table runner with sunflowers on it. At the center of the table was a decorative bowl, but she couldn’t see much else with how low she was to the ground.

At her back, where she’d moved away from Jason, was the living room, but all she had seen of it was the back of one of the couches and the front door.

The earth outside of the door had piled up. A pillar would have needed to be held in place, so she’d taken a page out of their time at the farm house and let it sit naturally before compacting it. The light from outside had been reduced to a sliver at the top of the door frame, before being completely blocked out.

She got to her feet and sighed.

It felt strange, turning around and realizing there would only be one other person there as opposed to a group. Trine could feel her heart sink in her chest now that there was silence to allow thoughts outside of survival to creep back in. Had the rest of their group made it, were they alright, did they think she and Jason were dead? Were they looking for them?

She hoped not. They would have had to travel so much farther to avoid the blast zone...it would be too dangerous. They didn’t have enough supplies even if Jason’s group had grabbed the bags. She didn’t expect them to share the supplies- at least not on what could be a suicide misson. So, her group wouls have had nothing.

But Kid could be stubborn when he set his mind to something. That was what had led to him passing out in the middle of their escape and if he had decided to look for…well, her (because he and Jason weren’t exactly on buddy/buddy terms) it was possible he’d be throwing himself head first into the effort without much forethought. Rayven would have been worried too, but Trine was hoping that she had been more concerned about Tony. If Kid went into panic mode someone needed to watch their backs.

She was snapped out of her own thoughts as she tripped over her own feet, managing to catch her balance before she nearly face planted into the back of the front door. She hadn’t even realized she’d started walking- let alone where Jason was in his efforts with the blinds. Trine blinked, trying to get out of her head before dropping down to press her fingertips to the floor and start on blocking the front door.

There was a flash of...something just outside of her range, but she felt it, and then it was gone.

The earth pulled itself in front of the door, slowly building until the last gleam of light through the decorative glass insert had been snuffed out.
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« Reply #399 on: July 06, 2016, 03:40:51 am »

King: Don't worry about the second floor just yet. I'm sure we can figure something out. We just have to make sure to eliminate any non G.E.M. infected from just strolling in if they see us walking around down here.

Trine had seemed to understand the plan well enough as she took a knee and placed her finger tips to the ground of the house. Had Jason not been in control and in tune with universal force of gravity he might not have felt it at all but there was a small buzz, like someone left an electric toothbrush deep underneath the floor as Trine began using her abilities.

 Since getting them both out of the blast alive and more or less unharmed had shifted Jason's parameters of what exactly Trine was capable of. Jason was back to the drawing board on what exactly Trine could do and not do so he figured he would start with simple tasks and work his way up. He could see the small shake in her arms as Trine pushed her self through the onsetting fatigue threatening to consumer her. The Pyscho Champion looked at the World Champ for a moment and made a mental note that she didn't need to be touching the earth she was manipulating in order to control it. She could go through other types of material as well....that was good to know. Jason did this to almost every all the time, sizing them up and making a plan of attack just case he needed fight them. Now lucky for Jason most of those plans involved crushing them like a can underneath a giant boot of gravity but...still it was good to know what you could potentially be up against. Jason never underestimated anyone. It was one of the reasons he treated Trine how he did. Look past the exterior and there in the plain facts was the truth, Trine Larsen was a power, capable, experienced fighter whose only weakness most of the time was her own self doubt in her abilities.

Her little boyfriend and the rest of her troop didn't really seem to understand this fact. Either because of some misplaced feeling of chivalry or not being bright enough to get the concept. They seemed to think that for some reason because of how she looked, Trine Larsen was somehow the constant damsel in distress that needed rescuing. The reality as Jason saw it however was that 7 times out of 10...Trine was the dragon. She just didn't know that herself.

Jason realized however that had began studying Trine, watching for weak points and tells, he had at some point switched to just...looking at her. Watching her now dirty blonde hair, wet with sweat, clinging to her shoulders when not thrown about wildly. He looked at the expanse of her shoulders and traced down her back. Her shirt was dirty as well but it wrapped itself around her frame and thin waist. In her position it had crawled up ever so slightly reveling the small of her back as she concentrated. lightly golden white skin showed as two ever so present dimples marked the spot where the back would soon turn into...

He turned away and got control of his mind like a harsh jerk of the wheel. He coughed and purposefully stepped on his bad leg to bring him back into the here and now...nothing else. The pain raced through his body and made his heart race and his brow begin to have the beginnings of sweat. Jason looked around the room at the different blinds and shades that could be drawn. He used his powers to slowly attracted the shades to each other moving them across the window plunging the kitchen shade. This took a lot more out of Jason than he thought. Using his powers like that was surgical and he was so tired he could feel at any point he would just slip and rip the whole wall down on accident. He didn't move from were he had been standing though and continued to do a few more blinds and shades.

Jason turned to do the large window when he saw Trine walking across towards the front door. He was about to call out to her but she had tripped on a small hill of carpet and almost went right through the door. The sound made a noise and Jason was almost positive he saw something across the window but he couldn't be sure. Jason closed the shades on the window as quickly and safely as he could then he limped over to Trine.

King: Get it together Larsen!


He whispered harshly...probably more so than he wanted to as he the words left his lips. Jason took a slow breath and thought about maybe apologizing but then dismissed it.

King: This is not your sorority house and we are not having a pillow fight. Don't walk out in front of windows i haven't closed yet. The hole point is not to be seen. Is that ok with you Champ?

Jason said this a little less harshly. He knew that the sorority line would get under her skin a little but hopefully, Jason thought, it would get the message to stick. Jason looked into the vast and impressive blueness of the World Champions eyes as he spoke. Before he got lost in them however he turned around and started limping back towards the kitchen.

King: I'm going to check the basement to see if there is anything we can use down there. Why don't you see where we are at with the food situation.
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« Reply #400 on: July 06, 2016, 04:52:06 am »

Rayven had just started moving towards the boat when *thud* Tony Mann bumped into her and stumbled his way around into holding onto her.  Her eyes narrowed and began to glow a soft violet color as she stared a hole through his head.

"You have exactly two seconds to let go of me, or..."

She held out a hand past Tony's head and launched a bullet of fire from her palm to take down a zombie that had wandered a bit too close for comfort.

"....next one is you..."

She gave a shove to his chest and turned to board the boat, just in time to see the grisly scene with Carlos.  She stopped and watched for a moment before moving on.

"That was dramatic."
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« Reply #401 on: July 06, 2016, 05:04:53 am »

Tony felt the side of his face heat up for a moment before there was a whoosh sound and then a thud. It was hard to hear over the sounds of all the moaning and shuffling but from inside the boat someone was shouting. Tony watched the girl eyes change to a cool purple color. Toy raised his arms in mock surprise as she walked away towards the boat.

Tony: So...i'm guess thats a no on getting your number than?


He called back after her but she either didn't hear him or didn't care. Tony looked around the river bed and realized he was the only one not one the boat anymore. The zombies, something that Tony thought he should be freaking out about more than he was, were almost on him. Tony jumped up onto the boat and figured that while following behind the jet black haired girl had it's pros, mainly the view, it might be a bad idea to keep bugging her. She obviously didn't like him very much and Tony was pretty sure she had been down with leaving him to die earlier which...was kind of un cool.

Tony did feel something though...like an itch in the back of his head. It was bugging him because it seemed to get more...itchy when she was in his line of sight...same with Kenneth Mason which was weird. Tony didn't quite know what it meant and had been chalking it up to the fact that he had been recently drugged at an airport or something.

So instead of following the sexy pyro chick upstairs he went to the dinning hall where the...well....um.....where the black guys had gone. They had cleared a space off on what looked to be a stage and had laid their large friend on it. The dude looked like he was in bad shape. They put him on his stomach and his back looked like "The Toxic Avengers" face...

Tony: dude...

Tony had started taking a few steps into the room.

Tony: that does not look like a good time.
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« Reply #402 on: July 06, 2016, 08:09:17 am »

The Man in Black and his duplicates lowered Weston onto the stage on his belly. His clothes were all ripped and burned and his back looked...horrible. Teddy stood around not quite sure what he was supposed to do but felt an anger welling up inside him that he couldn't let sit.

He was mad at everyone and everything. He was mad at Simon for saying that had reached safety when they hadn't, he was mad at his brother for being so god damn **** noble and not just looking out for himself. He was mad at Jason for running off with the blonde **** leaving them all by themselves.

Most of all...he was mad at himself for being so **** weak that he couldn't protect his baby brother. The whole world was ripping itself apart and this was when he was supposed to step up and be there for the only family he had left. Teddy hadn't thought for a second that their mom was still around. She had been in the hospital before everything went to **** and even though it was a nice hospital Simon had pointed out that most likely those who were infected but not yet turned would mostly likely go there first. "it would statistically ground for spreading the infection" Simon had said without really thinking about it one day, back when they were all on that little house.

It had only been maybe an half and hour probably less but it had felt like months since they were all in the safety of their all and their home. It had felt like years, **** decade since they were walking down the halls of WWG and their only worries were who Jason had planned to jump next. It felt so long ago it was almost like a dream...everything happy like a **** disney movie. Now...all Teddy Williams had was rage and no real place to put it.

That is until that shapeshifting punk got into the room. He walked in and must have seen Weston on the stage cuz he made a comment. Teddy didn't wait for anyone else to respond he just picked up one of the many chairs in the, what looked like to be, the entertainment room and chucked at Tony's head.

Shine: GET THE **** OUT OF HERE YOU PIECE OF **** MOTHA FUCKA!!! WHO THE **** DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!! YOU DUMBASS!!

Teddy began to glow a deep red that flared violently into a bright beacon in the room.

Shine: YOU WANT TO KEEP RUNNING YOUR MOUTH YOU **** BRAINWASHED BASTARD?!! I AM GONNA **** MURDER YO ASS RIGHT NOW ****!!

Teddy made a move forward but was stopped by Simon.

Tech: Teddy hold-

But Shine had turned around and decked him across the jaw before he could finish his sentence.

Shine: DON'T YOU **** TOUCH ME!! YOU THINK CUZ JASONS NOT HERE YOU ARE **** RUNNING THINGS?! **** I'LL-

this time it was The Man Black interrupted standing in front, to the side, and behind Teddy stopping him for doing any further damage.

TMIB: Calm down.

Shine: WHO THE **** DO YOU THINK YOU'RE TALKING TO ****?! I'LL TAKE ALL OF YOUR PUNK ASS OUT AND-

TMIB: Don't make me hurt you. i wi-

But once again Teddy Williams wasn't waiting around for an invitation of dialogue. He wanted to do something. Shine swung at the first clone with a wide haymaker that the clone managed to block with his forearm. Teddy let out a shout and bright red light filled the entertainment room. It began to strobe and it looked like, to Simon was on the ground nursing his jaw, that The Man in Black and Teddy were fighting in a rave or something. Simon knew that it was only a matter of time before Teddy got tired and was over whelmed but he was a little impressed on how well he was holding his own against the attackers that had all been The Man in Black. As one of the clones managed to kick the wind out of Teddy, sending him to his knees, there was a strained voice from the stage.

Big: Teddy...stop...please...

It was Weston. He was still awake and barely aware of what was going on but the light around Teddy dissipated and the clones let go of him with a push closer to the stage.

Shine: hey hey! you're up!

Teddy said with a smile.

Big: stop...fighting...our...friends..

Shine: Wes i was just...

Big: stop...

Teddy looked back from his brother at the rest of the people in the room. He glared at them for a moment

Shine: You wanna maybe give us some privacy?!

The Man in Black nodded and turned himselves away and began for the door. Simon followed suit although he didn't understand why they would need to leave. The Man in Black grabbed by both arms and moves him out of the room with the rest of them.
 
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« Reply #403 on: July 06, 2016, 08:36:36 am »

Tony ducked just in time as the chair flew over head before bouncing across the floor a few times. Tony looked at the slowly glowing man with shock and confusion. Tony had a feeling that he was about to get punched again...which was becoming a common theme with this group that he had found himself in. Tony braced himself for a fight that he didn't not ask for nor wanted when suddenly the dude just punched the other guy in the face.

Tony: um...

Tony held his finger in the air to speak but then just decided to let them handle things on their own. for a moment it looked like a very violent rave going on in the entertainment room. Tony had to control the urge to pump his fist and make EDM noises. Eventually the guy with the bacon back spoke...or whispered really and the fight seemed to stop. The human photo copy and the guy with the glasses began to move out of the room. Two of the clone grabbed Tony and began to drag out of the room. Tony didn't resist and just kind of let his feet drag.

Tony: So...was it something i said or?

He let the question hang in the air though he had a feeling no one was really going to answer it.
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« Reply #404 on: July 06, 2016, 09:44:15 am »

Trine stared back at Jason. Her eyebrows pinched together and her shoulders swelled up at sorority comment like she was about to give him a piece of her mind, but then there was a strange feeling nestled deep in her chest. Her eyes widened as she looked back into the impossibly deep brown of Jason’s- but then he turned away.

”...uh, sure. Yeah, I can do that…” she’d replied almost suspiciously. Not so much because of what he’d planned on doing as much as it was because of that feeling. Whether it had been something from her or him...or somehow a mix of both it was...unexpected.”...be careful…”

Not that she had to tell him. Jason was the more self aware between the two of them, but it was more or less just parting words for the time being. She followed after him, watching the way his shoulders shifted beneath the fabric of his leather jacket and down to the hands at his side. They were covered in filth and blood, and ash but the strength in them was still evident. Which wasn't surprising- wrestling was a sport that required a lot grabs and tosses so grip strength was important and when she’d helped to set his leg earlier the fact that Jason King was a surprisingly strong individual was clear enough.

What was surprising, however, was the kick up in her heart rate.

She shook her head. This was not her. It couldn’t have been Jason. The house was empty from what she could tell, but…

”I know you’re careful it’s just- something feels...weird…and I’m not sure why. So just keep an eye out.”

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