TFF Rising: Halloween Havoc

[Zenithos]

"Uh oh..." Zeni came to an abrupt halt at an intersection. A horde of yaoist zombies had pretty much taken up one street, an infestation of hollows another, and the last was teeming with heartless of all sizes.

"Uh oh indeed." 5896 nodded in agreement, priming his Browning. "For them at least."

"No, I'm not talking about that. It's Seta!"

"What's a Set~" Epsilon began.

"JUST DUCK!" Zeni shouted, interrupting him. The words bypassed Epsilon's sonic circuits and went straight into his pre-programmed self-preservation protocols. He ducked neatly, just as a white van suddenly came flying over all of them from one of the rooftops above.

"Uh, is that Mi~" Epsilon began before a resounding and rather painful crash, coupled with the squeak and groan of twisted metal, filled the air.

"Well, in answer to your question, Epsilon, that WAS Mick." Zeni nodded. "At least he brought a bike though. That will come in handy."

"Yeah, it's not even scratched. The poor bloke pushed it out of the way just in time." 5896 nodded with approval. "Great man, to love his bike like that."

"...H-hey...don't write me off just like that...." A rather muffled voice came from where the white van had come in contact with a wall.

"Where'd that voice come from?" Epsilon asked, looking around. "It sounded like Mi~."

"No, it wasn't Mick. You only imagined it." Zeni said. "It must be the shock of losing such a good friend. He will be missed. At least we could now use his bike to get away. It's what he would've wanted." she said, picking up the bike.

"No, seriously, I'm not..." A face slowly prised itself out from where the front of the van had fused with the wall before....BANG...

The van's door had opened in the face's...well...face.

"Oh, sorry about that, I really didn't mean..." A smiling bespectacled bloody face laughed heartily before....BANG

Zeni and Epsilon looked around to see 5896 slamming an empty casing out of his smoking Browning.

"What? Now we've got something better than a measly bike. We got a bloody van." He said to the awestruck two.

"Well...you got the bloody part right..." Zeni nodded in agreement. "Well, let's roll."

 

[parker]

Blinking, I try to rid my mind of hang over induced pain, when I hear a low horrible groan from the end of the ally where I woke up. Looking Forwards I see the mangled corps of a young girl, walking tawords me.

"Well fuck." I say as I stand up unsteadily. GHrabbing the wrench that I carry with me when ever I can, I prepare for a fight with this bitch. She charges at me. I swing. I miss. She throws out her hand and scratches my porly armored arm. I swing again, this time actualy managing to hit her hard enough to knock her down.

I get down on my knees and and dig threw my pockets looking for my butcher knife before deciding to fuck it she's waking up. Slaming my wrench down on her head repeatedly I decide that this is going to be a fun night. Once she is good and dead I start to dig through her pockets. I find twenty bucks. Standing up I look through my pockets and find a role of bandages that I wrap around the wound on my arm.

I go over to the corner that I woke up in to see if I dropped anything over there.
I find my knife, and a bottle of Jack.

I decide to head out in hopes of more fun and scaevenging.

As I walk out fo the alley, and find more of those things all around. I say one thing before going to look for more weapons.

"Happy Hallow-fucking-ween."

 

[Mick]

I made sure to give the driver of the van a good kick in the ass after getting up. Rotten bastard..I didn't come here for this bullshit. Using a spell I managed to heal my face and gave the driver another good kick in the head for good measure.

"Who the hell gave this jackass a license?!" I scream only to see the others getting in their van. Muttering another curse I decided to hell with it. I went to one of the cars parked in the lot and 'borrowed some gas'.

After noticing the driver inside was dead I shrugged it off and refueled my bike up to full. Noticing a rather big crowd growing I got out of my bike and started to head the hell out of their.

I planned to get the hell away from the academy as far as I could but I noticed the roads were kinda...'blocked' off. " Just frigging great..not gonna have to fight through this crap am I?

Might as well just follow the other's van to TFF HQ until I could figure out another way to get the hell out of here.

 

[OutSider_66]

Passing the general store that supplies a few of TFF's citizens, the feeling of dread I've been having multiplied when I tried to take a peek inside, only to see a couple of girls bent over a... 'Is that a man?'

It was later confirmed as I watched with growing horror as the two freaks of nature rise
with bits and pieces of their bodies falling off. Stepping away from the window, I tried to discreetly get away. As if they sensed my growing disgust, they snapped their combine gazes at me.

Turning an abrasive U-turn, ignoring the sound of breaking glass or the hoarse voices all chanting UUUUKKKEEE. I dashed down the streets of TFF academy and towards HQ. Passing through every nook and cranny I can fit through until I'm sure that I've lost the zombified Yaoi fangirls. Leaning against the wall to catch my breath.

"Well shit!" muttering to my self. "So much for finding cover,"

Hearing gunfire near my position I was just in time to see three people, one of which was still holding the smoking gun, ride a bloody white van.

"HEY! Can I get a ride?"

 

[Mick]

" God damn it..and here I was hoping I wouldn't have to do anything. Get on the bike quick and no jokes or I'll leave you in this shithole." I tell the man.

I motion to him to sit on the seat I have on the bike's right side. "Well hurry up and get in before these freaks get any closer!"

 

[OutSider_66]

I raise my hand in a placating gesture as I walk over to the bike.
Giving him a grin for as a sign of my gratitude. "Whew, thanks man,"

I snort at the joke comment, "No worries about jokes. For some reason, people tend to double over making gagging sounds when I say one." Scratching my head over that one confusion about my social life. (what's left of it anyways)

 

[Mick]

"Heh that's why I never decided to be a comedian. It's a gigantic pain in the ass." I tell him as we get ready to follow the van. Hope we can figure this shit out.

" Well...hi..Name's Michael. So any idea just what the hell's goin on in this stinkin hole were in?" I ask him while using my scythe to cut down a zombie that had tried to grab me from the left side.

 

[zerohour]

After five minutes outside, Zero couldn't help but regret leaving his lab.

Sure, the Heartless ate pretty much everything in his path,. but then those things became Heartless, and they still wanted his soul.

Even the mighty Stickblade wouldn't hold them off forever.

With a groan as more Yaoi Heartless appeared, Zero brought the Stickblade crashing down, sending a shock wave through the ground, buying himself a little time.

With a quick incantation a glowing sphere appeared above him. Hopefully, someone would see it soon.

Otherwise, things were going to be a little less pleasant soon.

 

[Epsilon]

"So how much has changed since I was gone in the past five years?" asked Epsilon quietly.

"Way too much to tell. But the least we can do is warn you about the infamous Grand Master Fangirl who's behind all this," replied Zeni as she hunted through whatever meager supplies that the van's former owner had carried. A lot of it was ancient junk but maybe with luck, they can find a useful magical artifact.

"Grand Master... what?"

"Grand Master Fangirl... a rather evil entity who attempted to spread ugly ideas first by Kingdom Hearts and then to other fandoms. Although her first major plan was thwarted by three unlikely members of Organization XIII, she got older, a little bit smarter and a lot more powerful," explained DAA.

"Swell..."

"What is this thing?" Zeni held up a golden grinning head which started getting brighter.

"...... aw crap." That was all Epsilon could get out as the dormant magic in the artifact became active.

 

[Zenithos]

"Ummm....ummm...Well, happy Halloween!" Zeni said, passing on the rather ominous looking artifact to DAA whose hands reached out purely by reflex to catch the object.

Regretting and cursing biology for coming up with reflex arcs, he looked around at Epsilon. "Merry Christmas." He said, pushing the object into Epsilon's hands.

Epsilon looked about before noticing the incapacitated Seta on the floor. "Well, that makes it Happy Hanukkah for you." He said, shoving the artifact into Seta's unconscious form.

The three ran and ducked behind the first convenient shelter they could find - Mick's bike.

"What the he~" Mick began, looking down at the three cowering behind his bike. He never got to finish the sentence.

 

[Legendary Legacy]

Hiding inside the mech hangar was sounding like a really good idea right now.

Unfortunately, there was no way he'd be able to make it that far on his own. Having left the zombie Yaoiist's behind, LL now found himself within the masses of Heartless Yaoiist's.

"Hmm, 'Heartless Yaoiist...if that's not the most redundant thing I've ever heard..."

As he repeated his teleportation spell again and again, narrowly avoiding the masses out to do him more harm than he could fathom, a bright glowing sphere appeared down the street before him.

With the old adage of 'Going toward the light' playing through his head, he ran to it, spotting a fellow human among the hordes of Heartless.

Not taking the time to figure out who it was, he leapt, bringing his ruby-orb staff down on top of an attacking Heartless, grabbed the man by the hem of his shirt, and teleported into the academy.

 

[knight_of_ni]

Nikolaus stared at the horde of zombies, and more importantly what they cried. He tried so hard to create loyal zombie minions, and then some schmuck goes and creates a legion of them and does it wrong.

"You bastards," he cried, "I will find the one who made such a mockery of my craft and kill them, and bring them back, then kill them again, only slower."

He quickly looked around before noticing something, "Ah, the professor must have had something to do."

The zombies began to try to grab at his body, and almost carelessly he began firing a handgun into the crowd.

A small light beckoned in the distance, he quickly switched out his handgun for a knife and slashed a small opening of zombies in the distance, deciding quickly to search for allies.

Using the time the opening bought to transform, Nikolaus charged over the heads of the zombies.

Unfortunately, he found that zombies weren't the only thing that were being created, and these things were much faster than any zombie.

 

[OutSider_66]

"Huh, oh yeah...Not much pay I hear." I say as I take out my favorite bow, wearing a bracer for my right arm, whilst activating the seal on my wirsts.

"The village I came from called me Outsider and I was the 66th,. Call me Os. I dunno either, from what I've seen it's a yaoi invasion." I remember the poor shmuck who was turned into a yaoi fanboy. I let loose a few arrows at a couple of zombies that would have invaded my private space.

 

[Mick]

Knowing how bad my luck is I knew something was going to happen. I ceased talking and quickly casted a minor barrier spell. Looking away from the van I had to slash yet another zombie in half, vertically this time.

I didn't know what the hell was about to happen with the van, but somebody would pay for this night god damn it!

 

[Zenithos]

Current situation:

Alliance 1: Made up of:
- Zeni
- DAA
- Epsilon
- Mick
- Os

is currently in a street lined on both sides with quant traditional styled European stores. A white van has crashed into one of the walls by the street. By it lies a man named Noriyasu Seta, late driver of the white van. No, he's not dead, actually, despite having taken a shot from DAA's browning. He's just unconscious and being the immortal undead he is, he will get up in no time. That is, if the artifact that Epsilon had shoved into him isn't too lethal.

Alliance 2: Made up of:
- Zero
- LL

is currently teleporting repeatedly away from a horde of heartless yaoists. However, Zero's beacon is still floating above and may attract other players...and off course the darkness that feeds off light...

Alliance 3: Made up of:
- Locke
- Nikolaus

Currently in a laboratory somewhere where a large number of zombies had suddenly appeared. Hmmm....will they get out safely? Or will they too join the ranks of the yaoist undead...?

Players without any teams as of yet:
- Parker - currently in an alleyway somewhere
- Kingdark - currently in a library looking up recent history

 

[parker]

Looking down the street I see a bright blue light.

'Maybe someone there can explain what the fuck is going on.' I think as I head down the street stoping once along the way to take apart one of the S.O.B.es that get in my way, and then pick it up so I can look through her pockets later.

 

[Solarman]

I fall out of the rift I've been falling through for the last few weeks, landing on my ass in a large, patchily-lit room. I turn my head, taking in everything I can see. Oh. My. Fucking. God. It's a mech hangar. "Where the hell am I," I wonder aloud, "and what kind of place is it to have a mech hangar with as big a variety as this one?" Indeed, there are Mobile Suits, Mobile Armors, and Orbital Frames of all kinds here, and I can even see an EVA cage from where I sit. "Damn," I say, getting to my feet, "someone's got an assload of money.... Now how do I get out of here?"

 

[locke69]

Zeni made the alliances before I finished... gimme a few.

Stalking the aloof werewolf, I watched as he craved many a path though the hordes of yaoi zombies. Keeping my distance, from both, I decided to look for anything that could help...

*Thud*

Looking back at the fight, I noticed that Ni sent a few zombies my way via the air. Of course, he could just be throwing them at the wall at my back. Regardless, I stopped looking around and started using Ves's Mod Staff to bash some empty skulls in.

Sometimes, I wished that Ves made a better weapon for his mods.

 

[Zenithos]

You look up again into the sky (at least, those of you with access to a view of the sky. If you're in some underground laboratory somewhere then you'd probably miss seeing this). This time, you see a spectacle as yet unheard of -

There is what seems to be an entire inverted world hanging upside down right above TFFA. It is quite far away, so far that the terrain of the world above took on a bluish dark hue wherever it was visible behind the clouds. There were veins of red and black running all over the world above, making it look like a shrivelled and corrupted zucchinni.

From the world above a huge tower extended upwards from it, or rather, downwards from your point of view, its tip just grazing the tip of TFF HQ.

Was that the realm of the 'Grand Master'? All you can do is speculate now as you fight for survival....

 

[parker]

When I got to the bright orb of light I notice that no one is there I got confused, I mean who would let up a fucking beacon and not stay there? When I noticed that there was a large group of zombies coming my way I realize what's up, somebody set a trap.

A trap that I fell for hook line and sinker. Looking for a way to cover my ass I see a library across the street that looks like it might have stuff in it. Heading over that way I think of every kind of torture I can. The idiot that set that trap is gonna get it's ass kicked.

 

[OutSider_66]

Looking at the three who've taken refuge behind the bike and back at the ball of shining thing.

"What the hell is that thing?" I ask no one in particular, my eyes transfixed by the glowing light. Reluctantly I turn my eyes away lest they burn off. I let loose curse as I get the feeling that I'd be loosing sleep over this again.

 

[Zenithos]

The huge blast of light arched high up above the city, in a manner not quite unlike a mini-supernova. The shockwave shattered all the windows down the street and all subsequent streets leading into it.

Zeni couldn't help but open one eye and look around, gasping as she saw the dark yaoists suddenly evaporate in the light.

Zeni herself couldn't help but feel a scorching sensation on her own skin. Even behind Mick's barrier she could still feel the blaze of the light. Apparently it didn't affect the boys surrounding her which made her curious about the nature of this strange light.

Gently, the light subsided, before everything relapsed once more into gloom. The group found themselves blinded from the flash for a moment.

"Uhhh...I see lots of butterflies..." DAA groaned.

"Well, all I see are bright patches. Are you ok, Mick?" Os asked.

"You're talking to colonel Sanders there, Os." Mick tapped Os just as he was about to try and pick up the Colonel Sanders lying on the floor. "I'm over here."

"My...skin's burning....ugh..." Zeni muttered, clutching her badly scorched skin. Her vampire regeneration skills were kicking in but it still hurt like heck. "What was that?"

"As a matter of fact, it was a disc I found one Yuri-Yuri island." A voice said from behind them.

"Seta, you're alive!" DAA sputtered, nervously. "And you look quite healthy and unharmed too. Well, isn't that swell!" He laughed heartily, picking up his browning once more.

"Yuri-Yuri island...?" Zeni asked skeptically.

"Why, yes." Seta nodded, quite happily, as if he hadn't just crashed into a concrete wall and had a shotgun shot in the chest. "The disc had regenerative properties, though it seems it only applies to a certain class of society known as 'fanboys'. On the other hand, for a class of society known as 'fangirls', it is highly detrimental. For 'yaoi fangirls' it is especially lethal."

"Ah....right..." Zeni nodded, as the last of her burnt skin patched itself up. "Umm...you don't happen to have any more of those, do you?" Zeni asked. "They seem quite useful. I mean, look, we're safe for the time being."

"Well, no, I only managed to find one while I was there." Seta said, rather sadly. "That was a rather good specimen too. too bad it disintegrated."

"Anyway, look up there folks." Epsilon said, pointing up.

"...." Zeni gaped. "Well....we're definitely not in Kansas anymore..."

 

[Solarman]

I looked... I really did... but I just couldn't find the controls to the bay door. So I did what any good Boros mage would do when that happened: I reluctantly busted the door open with a spell.

Oh for Razia's sake... I'd turned up in the midst of a war zone. Why the fuck wasn't anyone in the mechs? Those zombies are gonna destroy everything. I draw my sword and summon my armor, ready to cut my way through the hordes of zombies in order to find someone living.
---
ooc: hey, people who know M:tG, what toughness are the normal zombies? And do they have any abilities?

 

[Mick]

"Ah...shit! Don't tell me we have go inside that damn thing!" I yell looking at the tower. If this was like Drac's inverted castle things were going to get very annoying very fast.

Deciding to get my mind off it however temporarily I asked Seta " One question...why the hell did you almost hit me with that van of yours damn it!. And where the hell are Motoko, Keitaro and the others? Did you leave them behind to rot or what?"

If he did abandon them here then I was going to suggest jacking his van and leaving him behind. All the same whether he goes with us or not....I don't care long as he isn't driving. Jackass.

"And what the hell is with all this talk about discs, and fanboys/girls? Just what the fuck is going on here old man?" I ask him again, still annoyed about the whole 'kamikaze van attack.

 

[zerohour]

Zero's futile resistance was suddenly ended, as he found himself snatched up. Before he could protest, a surge of oddness passed through hium, and he suddenly found himself in the Academy.

Without thinking, he blindly lashed out with the Stickblade, sending his new friend crashing into a wall.

"Oh shit! Sorry about that... After fighting Heartless Yaoi fangirls, everything just seems to blur together."

An irritated groan was the only reply he got.

Zero sat down, glad for the reprieve, "So... who are you, and what's going on?"