Mayhem at the TFF - Chaos Edge - Story Thread
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Suddenly, a chainsaw revved up form inside the van.
"Alright..." Legacy said as he pulled down the hockey mask and gave his neck a crack for good measure. "Game time."
Kicking open the rear doors of the van, Legacy jumped out, chainsaw roaring and hockey jersey blazing red. Shortly after came piles of flying guts and blood.
"...and the best game you can name...!" Legacy sang as he carved up some more zombies. "...Is the good...old...hockey...game!"
"Come on you're not even playing hockey!" somebody from inside the van screamed at the hockey nut, amidst the sounds of tearing flesh and the revving engine of the chainsaw.
"Alright..." Legacy said as he pulled down the hockey mask and gave his neck a crack for good measure. "Game time."
Kicking open the rear doors of the van, Legacy jumped out, chainsaw roaring and hockey jersey blazing red. Shortly after came piles of flying guts and blood.
"...and the best game you can name...!" Legacy sang as he carved up some more zombies. "...Is the good...old...hockey...game!"
"Come on you're not even playing hockey!" somebody from inside the van screamed at the hockey nut, amidst the sounds of tearing flesh and the revving engine of the chainsaw.
Michael began taking potshots at the zombies with his boom stick from the back of the van.
"How many of these bastards are there!?" Michael yelled as fired shot after shot into the massive horde of zombies.
The others probably couldn't hear him due to the guns on the roof of course, but it didn't really matter.
One cop zombie fired his pistol at the third machine gun on the roof before being splattered by the machine gun's returning fire. Another cop zombie fired a shot at Legacy but the bullet only bounced off his hockey mask and killed the offending shooter.
Mick, Legacy, and the chain guns on the roof continued killing massive amounts of zombies but the rows still seemed 10 to 20 feet deep at least before the mass became too deep to identify.
"Any ideas gang?" Mike yelled trying to be heard above the machine gun.
After that several rounds from shotguns carried by zombies began blasting repeatedly at the van itself. A couple also tried firing at the machine guns themselves before being blasted to pieces.
One zombie somehow managed to dodge the machine gun fire to jump on top of the machine guns and tried to pull them off.
"How many of these bastards are there!?" Michael yelled as fired shot after shot into the massive horde of zombies.
The others probably couldn't hear him due to the guns on the roof of course, but it didn't really matter.
One cop zombie fired his pistol at the third machine gun on the roof before being splattered by the machine gun's returning fire. Another cop zombie fired a shot at Legacy but the bullet only bounced off his hockey mask and killed the offending shooter.
Mick, Legacy, and the chain guns on the roof continued killing massive amounts of zombies but the rows still seemed 10 to 20 feet deep at least before the mass became too deep to identify.
"Any ideas gang?" Mike yelled trying to be heard above the machine gun.
After that several rounds from shotguns carried by zombies began blasting repeatedly at the van itself. A couple also tried firing at the machine guns themselves before being blasted to pieces.
One zombie somehow managed to dodge the machine gun fire to jump on top of the machine guns and tried to pull them off.
Something exploded sending around a dozen zombies and a cook flying in the air, and a traslucent fog filled the area. When everyone reacted, the zombies where the last to move. Or try to move, actually. As a zombie was caught within the fog, their already sluggish movements slowed down even more, with some of them falling to the ground after losing their balance.
Picking himself out from the pile of barnie-zombies, Lethum resumed his full out sprint towards the cookhat-shaped building. He fleetingly decided if he'd done the right thing by leaving the others back there, but he guessed they'd be alright.
Now that the zombies were moving away from the fog, he was able to run past them unmolested, nearing his objective at a fast pace.
Picking himself out from the pile of barnie-zombies, Lethum resumed his full out sprint towards the cookhat-shaped building. He fleetingly decided if he'd done the right thing by leaving the others back there, but he guessed they'd be alright.
Now that the zombies were moving away from the fog, he was able to run past them unmolested, nearing his objective at a fast pace.
Some time later the zombies in the area were finally all dispatched. Their remains were in several deep stacks all over the the street and sidewalk. Blood had pooled up to knee deep in height and had become like molasses making it difficult to move.
The van itself was covered all over in blood and internal organs. A rotted stench had filled both the inside and outside of the van.
Michael's boomstick had run out of ammo so he put it away while pulling a sledgehammer out of his coat.
Legacy himself was covered head to toe in blood and gore. His chainsaw had just finally run out of gas. Amazingly enough he didn't feel tired or sick. In fact Legacy felt energized and amazingly strong.
The van itself was covered all over in blood and internal organs. A rotted stench had filled both the inside and outside of the van.
Michael's boomstick had run out of ammo so he put it away while pulling a sledgehammer out of his coat.
Legacy himself was covered head to toe in blood and gore. His chainsaw had just finally run out of gas. Amazingly enough he didn't feel tired or sick. In fact Legacy felt energized and amazingly strong.
"I hate those damned bastards," said Unknown as he got out of the van, re-clothed in more mobile army garb.
"*whistles lowly* A sea of destruction, an angry red incorporates all. Now this is a soldier's hell, I see many men will fall. Tonight is a night, without a thought, that many have never wished. This is hell on earth, and now.... now we're pissed. I see much destruction, yet I feel fine. Maybe, just maybe, humanity will survive," said the blonde, as he shut his eyes in a meditative state.
"What the hell are you talking about? You going philosophical on us?" asked David, as he walked to beside the teen.
Unknown shook his head. "No, David. I was warned about this months ago. By DKG-dude as he was preparing his leave from TFF... He said that this day would come, and many would be killed. I had never prepared for it, DKG only had one thing on his mind... that was survival. However, as we were mowing down these streets to the building we're at now, I saw his zombified form... I saw the eyes, begging for death and I gave him his wish. However, I know this is only the beginning, and many more shall be tested. This is no longer a hope to find one fic. This is a quest that many have undertaken and have failed. This is also a quest that one cannot avoid. We are in hell now, we must not give up."
"*whistles lowly* A sea of destruction, an angry red incorporates all. Now this is a soldier's hell, I see many men will fall. Tonight is a night, without a thought, that many have never wished. This is hell on earth, and now.... now we're pissed. I see much destruction, yet I feel fine. Maybe, just maybe, humanity will survive," said the blonde, as he shut his eyes in a meditative state.
"What the hell are you talking about? You going philosophical on us?" asked David, as he walked to beside the teen.
Unknown shook his head. "No, David. I was warned about this months ago. By DKG-dude as he was preparing his leave from TFF... He said that this day would come, and many would be killed. I had never prepared for it, DKG only had one thing on his mind... that was survival. However, as we were mowing down these streets to the building we're at now, I saw his zombified form... I saw the eyes, begging for death and I gave him his wish. However, I know this is only the beginning, and many more shall be tested. This is no longer a hope to find one fic. This is a quest that many have undertaken and have failed. This is also a quest that one cannot avoid. We are in hell now, we must not give up."
" Basically if we don't finish this the whole world is screwed. Now can we figure out a way to get the hell out of here before more of those primitive screw heads show up?" Michael told them as he dug around in his coat and pulled out a large broadsword.
" Don't know if the van can drive in all this mess...a little hard to plow through I'd imagine especially with that barricade ahead. So what the hell do we do now?" Michael asked as he looked around the area incase more zombies showed up.
(Asuka's going to be so pissed at me....) Michael thought to himself as his stomach started to quease at the mere idea of metting her again. "
Hey Legacy I have more gas for that chainsaw if you need it.." Michael told Legacy as he tried to distract himself from what was waiting for him.
" Don't know if the van can drive in all this mess...a little hard to plow through I'd imagine especially with that barricade ahead. So what the hell do we do now?" Michael asked as he looked around the area incase more zombies showed up.
(Asuka's going to be so pissed at me....) Michael thought to himself as his stomach started to quease at the mere idea of metting her again. "
Hey Legacy I have more gas for that chainsaw if you need it.." Michael told Legacy as he tried to distract himself from what was waiting for him.