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Cryptic Chameleon Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 11:58 am
Welcome to the supermarket, Where you can find all your everyday items at low, low, low prices!
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 12:02 pm
Neon shook her head. "I think I can smell them." She admitted, covering the filters on her gas mask with her hands for a second. She took a deep breath before reaching for the messenger bag at her side and pulling our her hand gun. "Remember boys, aim between the eyes." She said simply before jumping out of the back and grabbing a cart from one of the return cart areas in the parking lot, checking to make sure it didn't have one of those annoying squeaky wheels. She started strolling to the big doors of the supermarket, acting as if she was actually going shopping.
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Cryptic Chameleon Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 12:36 pm
"I don't have much ammo, so... if there's only one, I'm breaking it with the bokken," Anatoly stated. He shoved his pistol in his pocket after checking the safety and readied his heavy wooden sword.
"I'd leave the engine running, but that would, again, waste gas. We should have two people stay out here and guard the truck. Give one as many guns as he can hold, give the other a light gun. Have the runner warn us if zombies catch our attention.... Neon and I will head in and loot as much as we can, bringing out carts and leaving them here for you guys to load. Sound good?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 1:17 pm
"Just come on already. They're big boys, they should be able to take care of themselves." She said, rolling the cart up to the door, which surprisingly still had power going to it so it opened up. She looked back and waited for Anatoly to catch up.
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Cryptic Chameleon Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 2:08 pm
Anatoly nodded and grabbed another cart. "First, I assume, we'll empty the canned food section of the store - and make sure we have can openers?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 2:44 pm
"No, we're going to open the cans with our teeth." She said, rolling her eyes and walking into the store. The two or three zombies that could be seen were moping their way around the isles, it was sad really. She looked around before turning the cart. "I'll be right back, first I need to pick something up that I need." She said, rolling the cart into the desired isle. "You start on the cans, and don't get your a** eaten." She said, almost scolding.
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Cryptic Chameleon Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 3:07 pm
"Hey, my parents' Cold War bomb shelter didn't have a can opener. It's a valid concern," Anatoly retorted. "Anyway, I'm going to break these zombies' heads first. He approached the first one and swung his bokken two-handed in a wide arc, crushing its skull with one blow.
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 3:54 pm
Saito gave a sigh, He didn't like the idea of being left behind but it was better than running into a possible Zombie infested super-market. "Smith I think I see a few off in the distance, How much you wanna bet I cant take two of their heads off at once?" He aimed down the scope towards the small pack of zombies. They were just roaming down the street without much of a care in the world.
Smith rolled up the window a bit before looking at the zombies that Saito was talking about "I bet three packs of cig's. I will throw in an extra two if you can get a third one with a single shot."
Saito gave a slight grin, The zombies were only about 150 yards away from them, Killing two targets with enough power to kill them both would be easy, but by the time the third was hit it might not be a kill shot. "I will see what I can do." He kept a steady hand as he waited for two zombies to line up well enough to get a double head shot.
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Cryptic Chameleon Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 5:32 pm
"Thank you for spreading their contagious blood all over the good food for us and possibly other survivors." She said loud enough to be heard. She walked down the isle and looked at the zombie at the other end. She shrugged to herself and walked halfway into the isle as the zombie started to limp toward her. She grabbed a few packs of what she needed, some woman materials before continuing her stroll toward s the zombie. She rammed the cart over the zombie and slammed her boot down on his face before turning out that isle and toward the canned food isle.
Slate looked at the strange beings in the truck that had pulled up to the parking lot. He looked around for Onyx, not seeing him and assuming that he went around back. Slate walked up to the truck, the two facing away from him. He slowly walked up to truck and tilted his head, the two seemed to be looking in the distance and making noises to one another. What were these things? Slate asked himself. He now stood next to the pick up truck and placed his clawed hands on the edge. He looked at the two, they wern't paying attention to him. He made a small squeak fallowed by a purring noise, hopefully that wouldn't set them off to much. He also wore a soft smile on his face, not his usual freaky toothed grin.
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 5:47 pm
Both Smith and Saito froze at the squeak, and the purr only made it that much worse.
Saito slowly turned around and looked at the Being behind him "What the hell??..." He was completely dumbfounded then remembered the picture that Neon had made. He was praying to god that the thing didn't attack him as he turned his whole body to face the being, his hands were slightly shaking, but careful not to startle slate so it would attack suddenly
Smith didn't even move to look, He just stared at Saito turn around.
"Smith, I think we have a visitor... and it isn't a zombie...." He didn't dare attack it, remembering video games where if you attacked something like this it would only piss them the hell of, and also his military training had taught him not to ******** with something unless you have an idea of what would happen. "What... what the hell are you?" He had his Rifle down at his side.
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 6:09 pm
"If you were looking, you'd see the bokken hardly makes them bleed at all. Most of the damage is inside." He struck the last zombie as it shambled at him. "There we go." He wiped the blood on a clean spot of the clothing of one of the zombies. He grabbed a nearby unattended cart and began stacking cans carefully within it, staggering the rows to fit more in.
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 6:13 pm
Slate's head perked up when the being in the back of the truck turned to him and started making noises at him. His brain tried it's best to understand their noises, which was probably their language. There was dried blood around his mouth, a bullet wound in his shoulder, a large bite wound, that almost resembled a shark bite, in his other shoulder from his fight with Slate earlier, and not to mention the stiches around his skull so he hopped that he didn't look too menacing. He looked to Saito before standing up fully on his legs, standing on the balls of his feet. He stood up taller, his chest above the side of the truck. Slate looked down at the metal under his hands before looking up at Saito. The sniper rifle like design on his head moved. His head was still pointed downward as his "eye" moved up to look at Saito. His head then fallowed the motion, the sniper cross hairs realigning with his face. He let out another purr, tilting his head to the other side.
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Cryptic Chameleon Vice Captain
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Cryptic Chameleon Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 6:20 pm
Neon looked at the damaged zombies, shrugging her shoulders a bit. "Whatever dude." She said, grabbing a whole crap load with ravioli and other Chef Boyardee items. She heard someting fall a few isles over. "Did you miss a zombie?" She asked, looking over to Anatoly.
Onyx let out a frustrated growl when his foot kicked to cans that were on the floor. The creature looked around at the surrounding isles of the super market, He went over to one of the bags of bread and bit into it, ripping the bread open and digging into it.
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 6:24 pm
Saito slowly put out his right hand towards Slate showing that he wasn't going to do anything with that hand as he put the rifle back over his shoulder, It would be best if he didn't have a weapon in his hand for this, It could set the ting off in an instant "It looks like he is as confused as us about this...." He looked Slate up and down, Getting an idea of what he would have to go up against if they were to fight or run from it.
Smith finally looked over at Slate " I think it would be a good idea to run now..." He whispered out "Before he decides that he is done looking at us and kills us..."
Saito gave a sigh "That would make us easy targets, and also I don't think it means harm, at least not just yet." He paused for a moment "Didn't Neon say something about there being a black one with him?"
Smith thought back "Lets just hope to god that he isn't around, I wouldn't like the idea of what happened in Jurassic park happen to us" He was referring to where one of the Raptors came from the front to keep the targets attention while the others came up from behind or from one of their sides and attacked them.
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Cryptic Chameleon Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 6:42 pm
Slate backed up from the truck, his torn up jeans crinkling as he bent his legs a bit. Slate jumped up and onto the back of the truck. He landed in a crouched position in front of Saito. He reached out with his hand and lightly touched his forhead with a clawed finger. Slate made another squeaking noise before poking his forhead again.
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