http://zombiemcbitey.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] zombiemcbitey.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2009-04-05 08:46 am
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The Dorms: Early Afternoon [4.5]

Their master had spoken, and the zombie horde obeyed. He demanded the fresh blood of Fandom's children as a sacrifice upon his altar, new minions to begin the invasion of the mainland, and so they would carry out his command.

No matter what.

From somewhere undefined a drum beat carried on the wind, and the zombies of Fandom marched forth, the dorms beckoning them like a beacon. Here there be brains, here there be blood, here there be flesh.

Here, there be prey.



[OOC: Up early for SP Awesome! Wait for the OCD or you'll wish the zombies got to you... OCD up! Defenders and zombies of all kinds, go forth!]

[The Barricade / The Roof / The 1st Floor Lobby / The FLAMING Barricade (later afternoon) / The Gates / OOC]



[And there's an AIM chat set up for your invader/defender convenience! Head over to nobrainz4u if you need assistance organizing your skirmishes, or if you just want to shunnnn the zombies!]

Re: The Barricade

[identity profile] missed-the-gate.livejournal.com 2009-04-05 05:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Her scent started the bloody drool pooling in his mouth again. "Jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" This one had gotten away last time John had seen her, but now he had extra bits to assault her with. Starting with the cauterized severed hand he removed from his pocket along and threw at her.

The hand was missing most of its fingers and quite a bit of flesh, but it was the thought that counted.
solo_sword: (this is me astounded)

Re: The Barricade

[personal profile] solo_sword 2009-04-05 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
If Jaina had needed therapy before, it was nothing compared to getting hit with her zombie boyfriend's severed hand. That was actually more traumatizing than the fact that he was still trying to say her name.

She wasn't thinking about it, letting it be nightmare fuel for later. Right now she had to focus, because if she didn't, she was going to have to curl up in a corner and cry somewhere and that was not happening.

Instead, she fixed him with her best angry glare and pointed back behind the gates (keeping her limbs in close, yes), saying, "No, we are this close. Go back there." She hoped he'd recognize the tone.

Re: The Barricade

[identity profile] missed-the-gate.livejournal.com 2009-04-05 05:36 pm (UTC)(link)
She was not acting like she appreciated his gift of zombie kinship. John reached into the open cavity of his chest pushing aside the maggots that were busy digging homes in his vital organs, and took hold of his still heart. Tearing it out, he held it aloft in the air and squeezed it twice, making it beat and release spurts of grey puss.

Then he launched his trophy at the girl whose name he couldn't manage and turned both his noses up and slunk off to fight someone who appreciated him.
solo_sword: (omg)

Re: The Barricade

[personal profile] solo_sword 2009-04-05 05:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Having almost expected to get something else thrown at her, Jaina was able to get the Force shield up in time. And then she was relieved that he'd gone away without a fight-

Right up until she looked down to see what he'd thrown at her. At that point she didn't know whether to cry or be sick, and settled for feeling like she could do both.