trans_9 | ZOMBIE POD POP! (zompop?)

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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.

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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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“Me?!” Kadaj growled at Shadow. Then he considered the many things back on the planet that was caused by him. Whatever these monster things were, they were attacking humans and that was perfectly acceptable in the remnant’s book. In fact, maybe these humans were the few survivors that had somehow made it aboard Mother. Now, the cetra that Mother had influenced thousands of years ago were following her will and controlling them.

The silver haired boy laughed, softly at first but then louder as the thoughts all came together. “Ha!” Kadaj swept his arms out to the side. “Ha! You’re right! This is my doing! This is all my doing!!” He clapped his hands together and wore quite possibly the biggest grin he could manage.

“EVERYONE! Listen to me!” He stepped upon a small mound of dead people to give him more height. Holding his hand up, he attempted to get their attention. “The only way these monsters will stop is if you submit yourself to the will of Jenova!”

Alessa rolled her eyes.

"No," she said. "Your understanding of things are impaired. Do you not know how to kill, or are you impaired by decency?"

Shadow listened to what Kadaj said and glared at him. He wasn't sure if he was bluffing or what, but the fact that he was pulling this while everyone was getting attacked?

"Submit THIS, pretty boy!" Shadow said, ripping a zombie's arm off, bashing another with it, then launching the arm at the silver-haired boy.

Making sure he's left Satori an ample path through the zombie horde, the Flash comes skidding to a halt by his fellow survivors, just long to fire off a couple of sentences at an audible frequency.

"And I thought my quips were bad! Anybody here have any idea what the heck is going on?"

Robo overheard the end of Kadaj's conversation. He glanced around to make sure Tess and Miku were in no immediate danger, then marched on up to Kadaj and made a grab for the pale man's neck.

Satori floats in a good distance behind the Flash, dropping all the way to the ground and walking once she gets closer to the expanding group of non-zombie people. After the slog up to the spire, she needs to not use magic for a bit while she recharges.

"If anyone can provide an explanation," she grumbles, panting slightly, "hopefully they can also provide some clothes.."

"You didn't do crap!" Tess calls in Kadaj's direction, face red, one arm over her chest and her legs pressed together. She shakes her head, trying to get some of her goo-junked hair out of her face. "You're just like the rest of us!"

The robot grabbed someone's neck, alright. An italian twentysomething appeared and, as it were, caught the robot's hand.

"We... " Peter gasped. "We can fight over this later... We need to live right now... So let's work together..." He knew how disconnecting from others could hurt you. And right now, everyone needed everyone.

Surprised, Robo let go of the man. "Why is this hard? He just admitted to being the cause of all this! So we make him fix it."

Before Kadaj could get a word in edge wise with the loud-mouthed woman two things happened at once. A robot sped right on over and made a reach for him. Kadaj easily dodged and managed to grab hold onto an arm flung in his direction him. Without a sword, the remnant was not useless though it was his preferred fighting method. This slab of flesh would have to do.

With all his might he wailed the loose limb at the robot. The elbow broke with a sickening crack and the arm forearm now hung limp. “Back off!” Kadaj snarled.

A zombie flies past the trio. Soon followed by a rather naked man who is still swinging a human arm around. Or more accurately what was once a human arm. It's battered and by now, it's more bone than flesh. More effective as a sword.

Raiden lands between them for a brief reprieve, spots the confrontation and snaps out a hand to stop the blow Kadaj throws with the arm. "Fighting amongst ourselves won't help any of us stay alive." He growled. "Instead of wasting your time, I suggest you three make yourselves useful and go protect the others who can't protect themselves."

Dean was hurrying over to where there were more people. Well, people being a relative term since there was a robot that just got hit with a zombie arm by some silver haired guy.

He nodded to the other new arrival, "He's got a point, we need weapons and defenses or we're all screwed. Now who else knows how to fight around here?"

Robo flinched as the arm kind of splattered against the side of his head, "Augh, god it's dripping. Oh jeez this is even worse than that goo in the pods..."

He continues on in this fashion, with liquified, rotted meat dripping down the side of his head.

"Are you all finished?"

Alessa shrugged. "We have vermin to KILL."

"Oooookay, so I'm going to take that as a 'No, we have absolutely no idea what's going on, but maybe we should think about cutting out of here,'" Wally says, watching the unfolding scene of half-cocked violence.

With more naked people arriving, Miku's terrified brain reminded her that she, too, was rather nude and hid further behind Tess. "I don't know how to fight, but... stop, please, stop hitting each other with those arms," she begged and swallowed down a lump of bile trying to race up her throat. "It's disgusting." And unsanitary. Were these people all raised in barns?

“Protect them?” Kadaj wrenched his wrist free from the man who had grabbed it. How dare he have the audacity to interrupt his speech. All of them! “They deserve their fate.”

The remnant hopped off the mound of flesh and yanked a leg off of yet another fallen Zombie. The stench was far from pleasant but it was the smell of war in his opinion. The aroma of victory—of Mother ridding the universe of these stupid sentient beings. Their deaths, blood, and distress were all but a great enjoyment to him.

“You should be thanking me!” Kadaj addressed the two men who had come between him and the robot. “But fine,” he chuckled, taking several steps back. “Go ahead and die. It was inevitable anyway.”

Shadow growled, but stood down. They were right, there were others to deal with.

"They're right. We have no time to deal with this small fry." Shadow said, crossing his arms.

"Oh, in God's name, this is—"

Tess' momentary rant is interrupted by finally seeing Shadow. What the—there are xenos here too? This is ridiculous!

"Shut up!" she says, pointing at Kadaj. "Damn! Just ignore him! He's just crazy or somethin'. Does anybody who's not crazy know where the hell we are?"

"We're in a giant womb full of zombies." Wally confirms, matter-of-factly.

Peter gasped bit while everyone was yelling, catching his breath. When your heart is used to beating so fast, even catching your breath seems slower. He grabbed the arm from Kadaj at hight speed and looked at Shadow, Flash, and Dean.

"Thanks... I was worried people wouldn't get the point... and I can't lie... I'm not ready yet..." To Dean and even Shadow, he sounds a bit like a Chipmunk recording, thought to Wally he instinctively sounds normal. "Let's just make sure we all live, alright?"

Satori was starting to calm down enough to be conscious of anything other than zombies - namely the fact that she was in a big crowd of slimy, naked people.

"Can you follow that with an actually useful answer?" She complained to Flash, covering her chest and carefully not making eye contact with anyone.

Raiden whirls to glare at the girl. "Calm down Your hysterics are helping no one. Where we are and why we are here can wait for later. Right now the more pressing matter is survival."

Straightening up, he clenched a hand around what was left of the arm, running it down along the bone, peeling what was left of the flesh away to reveal the grisly red bone underneath. That would make a passable sword.

Turning his back in Kadaj, he faced the others. "Ignore him. If he wants to live, he'll follow, right now our concern is keeping these people safe and getting the hell out of here. Anyone who can fight, pick a civilian and protect them. And most importantly stay close."

Wally may just have forgotten he's naked, given the rather brazen hands-on-hips pose his standing in.

In response to Satori, he retorts, "Yes, I can. We're in a giant womb full of zombies, with an exit right over there."

"All right," Kawalsky said loudly. "Make way for the exit. Whoever can fight the zombies guard the exit for as long as you can and save as many people as you can. Once you can't hold, fall back. If we can find weapons, as many people as are able and willing will come back for you."

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