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Entry tags:
- !!shipwide announcement,
- !!stacy,
- !location: pod caverns,
- !plot: end of the world news,
- !plot: pod release,
- adam malkovich,
- atomic robo,
- charles kawalsky,
- chopper,
- claudia donovan,
- dean winchester,
- demon alessa,
- hannibal king,
- jack/raiden,
- kazuya mishima,
- leon s. kennedy,
- marco,
- miku hinasaki,
- peter petrelli,
- ravager,
- satori komeiji,
- shadow the hedgehog,
- sonic the hedgehog,
- tess lee,
- the flash,
- the scout,
- zhongda
ZOMBIE POD POP! (zompop?)
[ooc: Newbie Helpers List | Instructions: First, read *HERE*. Then, once you've read the overall plan, post your character into the main thread establishing them as being podpopped, and reacting to the oncoming zombie horde (since there is no Stacy replies to comment to, it will all be one thread, instead of individual threads). This can include fighting and/or fleeing if you want. Eventually, volunteers from Team Left Behind will rush in and save the day. Obviously, since there's no time for it while fighting for your lives against zombies, this podpop won't get the whole ||You have been Chosen|| speech from Stacy, so they'll have to get their answers (and pants) later.]
||Pod Release Protocols Initating|| Stacy's familiar voice sounds out to all the podmates through the ship.
In the Pod Caverns, there are the sounds of: Pop. Pop pop pop. Poppuhpoppoppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiiiissssss.
There is condensation and mist spraying out from cracks in the pods, as the people inside slide out onto the floors, covered in slime.
--
There was nothing. You were going about your normal life, then there was a bright light, and then? Nothing.
Then the world lurches.
The chamber here is humid.
Actually, "chamber" isn't quite accurate. You're in a cavern, half-lit by an eerie greenish light, going on and on as far as the eye can see. The light is coming from what can only be described as pods, glistening, round greenish-yellow things, glowing with a pale inner light, outlining human -- and not quite human -- forms. Each is rooted to the floor, to the walls, with something black, twisted, and unidentifiable.
They line the walls of the cavern, go up in maddeningly high columns, curling and corkscrewing up into the darkness, until the light from them is like that of the stars, glowing pale and mournful in clusters in the darkness above. Twisted walkways and stairs crisscross, traverse the platforms in front of the pods, wending their way back and forth, up and down through the chamber.
You just came from one of those pods, broke free like a butterfly from a (slimy, nasty) chrysalis.
Now you stand alone but not quite alone, naked, not knowing how you got there, who took you, or why you were taken.
As your body heats up again, you realize the air is warm -- just a few degrees too warm to be comfortable -- and muggy; it smells acrid and organic, like freshly spilt blood and sweat. Your mouth tastes of salt.
The floors are pulsing under your feet, throbbing...
Wherever you are, this entire place...is alive.
Oh, and also you're naked and covered in alien snot.
And this is the point everything goes to hell.
You see, not too long ago, a psychopathic AI unleashed a horde of zombies on this ship, and now they were making their way to these very caverns, eager to eat the flesh off your bones.
Less than a minute after you've been plopped from out of your pod, you hear the sounds of the ravening undead horde making their way through the tunnels towards you, and it's pretty damn obvious what they're looking for.
Ready or not, here they come.
||Pod Release Protocols Initating|| Stacy's familiar voice sounds out to all the podmates through the ship.
In the Pod Caverns, there are the sounds of: Pop. Pop pop pop. Poppuhpoppoppop. KASCHUNKhiiiiiiiissssss.
There is condensation and mist spraying out from cracks in the pods, as the people inside slide out onto the floors, covered in slime.
There was nothing. You were going about your normal life, then there was a bright light, and then? Nothing.
Then the world lurches.
The chamber here is humid.
Actually, "chamber" isn't quite accurate. You're in a cavern, half-lit by an eerie greenish light, going on and on as far as the eye can see. The light is coming from what can only be described as pods, glistening, round greenish-yellow things, glowing with a pale inner light, outlining human -- and not quite human -- forms. Each is rooted to the floor, to the walls, with something black, twisted, and unidentifiable.
They line the walls of the cavern, go up in maddeningly high columns, curling and corkscrewing up into the darkness, until the light from them is like that of the stars, glowing pale and mournful in clusters in the darkness above. Twisted walkways and stairs crisscross, traverse the platforms in front of the pods, wending their way back and forth, up and down through the chamber.
You just came from one of those pods, broke free like a butterfly from a (slimy, nasty) chrysalis.
Now you stand alone but not quite alone, naked, not knowing how you got there, who took you, or why you were taken.
As your body heats up again, you realize the air is warm -- just a few degrees too warm to be comfortable -- and muggy; it smells acrid and organic, like freshly spilt blood and sweat. Your mouth tastes of salt.
The floors are pulsing under your feet, throbbing...
Wherever you are, this entire place...is alive.
Oh, and also you're naked and covered in alien snot.
And this is the point everything goes to hell.
You see, not too long ago, a psychopathic AI unleashed a horde of zombies on this ship, and now they were making their way to these very caverns, eager to eat the flesh off your bones.
Less than a minute after you've been plopped from out of your pod, you hear the sounds of the ravening undead horde making their way through the tunnels towards you, and it's pretty damn obvious what they're looking for.
Ready or not, here they come.
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"Everyone get through okay? How far to the--" Wait, was that a telepathic gorilla? "Dammit, don't tell me Grodd is behind all this?"
It's... not exactly Gorilla Grodd's M.O., but after their last few meetings, Wally wouldn't put anything past him.
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<Who the heck is Grodd?>
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Shrugging, he easily kicked a zombie out of the way, whirling a roundhouse kick over Adam's head, breaking the neck of the infected sneaking up on the man, he responded to his statement with... "Fine. Watch yourself, old man. Cause if you turn, you're a risk to these people and I'll enjoy tearing you to pieces."
Watching the assorted fighters, he had to admit, the zombies were falling further and further back, their ranks thinning, bit by bit. Good, he could go find somewhere else to help now. "You people, hold the line. If one zombie makes it past and hurts a single one of those civilians, I will personally beat the living shit out of all of you." He didn't know anyone in that group. But he'd fought hard to keep them safe, and he'd be damned if some moron would screw it up now.
With those words, he sank back into the shadows. There was a quiet thunk, and he was gone.
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And, back to Marco, "You know, Grodd? Your nefarious megalomaniac former oppressor? None of this ringing any bells?"
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Marco knew all too well how people could die.
<Maybe someone changed his settings to 'jerkass',> Marco replied, sounding cheery despite his irritation. <And nope, I'm afraid none of the nefarious megalomaniac oppressors I've known were called 'Grodd'.>
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"Listen," she said to them, "If you are willing to all leave, I can take care of these things. Do not waste time worrying about it. But if you stay...you will be less than pleased, I promise you."
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Leaping away, he landed near Alessa, smashing another zombie with his fist. "Enjoy this? No, I don't. But, at the very least, I'm directing my anger at something other than those who think they're higher and mightier than us." he said, answering her earlier question to him.
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He makes vortexes with his arms, blasting the next rank of undead clear off the face of the spire, their moans collecting with the mass noise of general unpleasantless in the hordes below.
"No," he says to Alessa, "We stick together, at least until we find out what's going on here and how we can put a stop to it."
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"SOLDIER." It was likely the guy outranked him but at least that would get his attention. "This is no time for a pissing contest. When we get weapons we can come back. You're only a distraction here. MOVE." Kawalsky turned back and grabbed the man, all too ready to drag him away.
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"I agree with Red, unless you're..." He stumbled, breathing heavily. He was exhausted, but couldn't let that stop him. "...Going to explode. If that's the case, just tell us when you light the fuse, and we'll get everyone out."
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"The time for talking is over," the girl said. "Leave, and explore the strange circumstances that has brought us here. I will be with you shortly. For now, go, or harm may come to you."
She didn't JUST mean the zombies. Hopefully they wouldn't try to stay.
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And to demonstrate, he sticks one of his arms through one of the zombie's torso's, waving at them from behind its head. The zombie makes a suprised 'urgh?' noise. Of course, if he was going to agitate everyone else's molecules, it was going to take an incredibly awkward goeey naked dog-pile to do it.
"See? Besides, I don't leave kids, metahuman or no, in rooms chock full of Evil Dead. That's bad form."
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Between the conversation he's picked up around him and the makeshift zombie-part weapons - he shudders to see those; even in circumstances like these, there are lines you don't cross - he's starting to wonder if he's really that much better off now.
FOLLOW THE LEADER
Re: FOLLOW THE LEADER
He shoots off a quick, "Aye, aye, chief," before bursting off in a flash of pink and ginger down the spire.
Re: FOLLOW THE LEADER
Letting out a growl toward the hoard before briefly glancing back to the human "We shall let nothing past," turning his attention back to those who would hold the line with him even as he stepped forward to intercept another group of the vile beasts.
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A fireworks display of magical artillery lit up the enemy ranks.
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"Anybody without training, stay to the middle so we can keep an eye on you."
Strategic retreat, and at least he didn't sound too much like his douchebag future self. He's not letting good people get sacrificed.
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"Weapons... weapons would be GOOD right now!" Shadow said, launching a hail of Chaos Spears at the zombies. "Or a Chaos Emerald, but I doubt that's happening here."
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But killing zombies who were invading her space was not something she was adverse to. She simply smirked, and several more zombies were beheaded. More were coming, and that made things even more interesting.
She would simply have to make sure to get a thorough explanation later.
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If that wasn't weird enough.... The whole group of people...apes, robots, talking lizards and various other....things all seemed to be characters out of movies and books she recognized... Well mostly, and just... WHOA, that's all it was. BIG FRIGGIN WTF.
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As it was, he moved close to the edge of the group, keeping an eye on everything and punching off a stray zombie if it came into his range.
"There better be something #^&%ing spectacular at the end of this rainbow," He muttered to no one in particular after elbowing a zombie in the temple and sloughing off some of the creature's skin in the process. "Because this is just disgusting and humiliating."
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None the less, he just kept up what he had been doing, which was staying near the defensless folk and clobbering any zombies that got close.
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