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Necro Regulus
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PostPosted: Tue May 08, 2007 1:56 am


READ THIS FIRST PLEASE! RULE SECTION!


This is the zombie fiction section where you get to help create a zombie invasion story! Yay don’t you feel special and smart?! Well before you get to have the privilege of this bit, there’s a few rules that you have to abide..sucks don’t it? But I assure you, you will be okay.

Once a piece of the story is finished, you get to write whatever you want to happen next. Don't worry about censoring yourself, for many people here at ZZR! don't believe in censorship. Be as graphic as you want!

You can also change characters perspectives if you want. You could write it from a human's point of view, a zombies (I'm sure they got some thoughts..somewhere in there), animal..plant? Whatever you want..just make some sense into it you know?

You’re allowed to change the mood however you see fit. But please don’t include mindless sex scenes. Love scenes are fine though. Why there would be romance in a zombie story, I have no ******** clue, but I’m sure somehow we’ll find out. And again, if you're going to change the mood, make sure it make sense. There can be silliness in the story, but there is a fine line between silly scenes and crack scenes.

Like for example..the humans are gunning zombies down, fighting to survive knowing they might lose, dreading of becoming those of the damned but then all of a sudden a McDonalds falls from the sky smushing the humans while a zombie randomly screams "Holy lesbian foreplay Batman!" and they all go inside to celebrate their victory listening to lame emo music...that crazy s**t. No not allowed. Not today, not tomorrow..maybe sometime next year but I'm not promising you anything.

Please don’t type like a retard, unless a character has gone insane or something along the lines of that.

If you’re going to make a new character appear, please don’t make it a *Gary Stu or a Mary Sue. Those types are damn annoying. Especially self-inserts ::stabs::

If your mother language isn’t English, then you can ask someone to proof-read it to make sure its all correct and everyone will be able to understand =D People who know English very well and don’t use spell check or proof read it, I will kick you in the head.

Once you submitted your piece but have the feel of another idea you would like to continue, ask the person that has decided to write next and see if they will go with it. If they don’t like the idea, then wait until you can make it happen or if your idea can’t work later in the story, tough luck I suppose!

Please don’t ridicule someone else’s piece(s) of the story. Its rude and makes you look like a a*****e..and we don’t like those.

And yes you can add in as many pieces as you want.

*To those that aren’t familiar with the fanfiction world, I will explain what a Gary Stu and Mary Sue character is. It’s when a author makes up a person that’s perfect in every way. They save the day, get the character they romantically desire while everyone else in the story basically sits around and do nothing, mumbling like idiots. Did I mention these types are ******** annoying? Indeed!

And to let you all know, the story will be in this thread! The rules are posted first so people can understand whats going on dammit XP

If you don't follow the rules and write something completely idiotic, it will be deleted and you'll get a warning at first, do it again and no more story telling for you. I know some of you are tired of rules but this is writing. I like to write on occassion and I can't stand it being sloppy.

I think this pretty much sums up everything. If there’s any questions, PM me please and happy writing!
PostPosted: Tue May 08, 2007 6:03 am


Prologue:

He had no idea where the hell he was going. Somehow he found himself stumbling through a damp disgusting alley. His eyesight wasn’t entirely clear enough but he could smell the rotting garbage and knew maggots and other nasties were festering all around him. It was too overwhelming and the man leaned against the wet wall of a building to steady himself. Through all the jumbled mess that was his mind, he couldn’t stop thinking of how he managed to get in this area. The last thing he remembered was stepping out of the office building to have a smoke in the parking lot to get away from that damned party. And something had happened…a person was walking quite drunkenly and fell on him…he thought it was some random coworker that had a little bit too much fun but instead bit the ever loving ******** out of his arm when he tried helping the lady up. He pushed her aside and started to walk away to clean his wound and let the anger ebb away from this random abuse and then…here he was in some alley, feeling incredibly sick.

What the hell was going on? He had to get out and find his way back to the building, to his car and home. But what area was he in? He moved forward gently making baby steps…his right arm was feeling completely useless and dead. He took a quick glance at his wound, it looked like it managed to stop bleeding. It was all dry and clotted up but around the bite his skin was a deep sickly green and purple color. It took everything to get to the end of this alley. Baby steps. Maybe a street sign or some store he recognized would be in sight and all will be well again and he could get on a damn bus and back to his work. Just take it easy and remember goddamn baby steps. Before he could reach out his left hand to touch the end of the building, shadows came stumbling by…he couldn’t make them out but they moved slow. The man’s inner instinct told him that it would be safe not to call out to them for help. They were different…smelled so different. And what was that scrapping noise?

He tried to glue himself against the wall as much as he can, not making a sound or any sudden movements as the small group of moving shadows went by. As soon as they moved further away the sound had gotten louder and it seemed it was coming from the ground. The man looked down and took a sharp breath of air in as he saw a younger male being dragged by one of the shadow people. The teen had been ripped apart…half of his left leg missing, bone was poking out his arms and his clothes were torn off and were reduced to bloody rags. His face, or what was left of it had been ripped clean off with bite marks here and there. Bits of teeth, tongue and flesh were hanging out of the large bloody orifice that was once a mouth. The noise was coming from the teen’s watch that was being dragged against the pavement.

After witnessing this horrific picture, the man wanted nothing more but to vomit. He looked out into the street and found that some cars had collided into one another smoke bellowing out and more of those same creatures were hunched over and seemed to be feasting upon bodies. A lone creature came stumbling over to the ones that past him by and started to fight over the dead teen. Growling undead beings fighting over bloody meat…

What? Why? How? Where in the ******** did his world go? The man finally came down on his knees hard and emptied his stomach near one of the trashcans rather violently. The smell of all this death and decay was surrounding him, suffocating. He wanted it to all go away, let things be right again. Just go back into the alley he told himself. Go back and leave this place. Go home! Instead his body reacted differently. His instinct became detached from his mind and started to crawl out into the pavement and into the street…Wait…no I don’t-- His inner desire was already starting to take over. The smell of death…the smell of flesh…the putrid flesh he desperately wanted between his fingers and teeth seemed overwhelmingly euphoric.

And he wanted it badly.

He grabbed the innards of a lying body of some child another creature was feasting on and before he shoved it all into his mouth all he could think of was to satisfy his hunger.

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PostPosted: Tue May 29, 2007 1:35 pm


As he ate at the child's body he heard gun shots from afar. He tried to turn his head and look but could'nt. His muscle seemed to be cemented on the child's body.


Some how zombie bodies were flying everywhere. What was it? But none of the zombies noticed. Bullets were fired and blood scorned guts were flying everywhere. From behind the alley came human sized objects blasting away at the zombies. It was the Military sector FOXBLOOD.
FOXBLOOD was in control of this sector of the cities. The team was made up of 4 people. The leader Bruce L. O'Connel. Then there was the engineer Gloria Van Sher, Weapoms technician John Mc Donald and the last of the team the Medic Yuni Wasaba. They were all trained in VR and real life situtaion. As they continued firing and pressing forward their eyes were emotionless. They were trained this way to keep emotions outta war.
PostPosted: Thu May 31, 2007 8:06 am


biggrin this is the 200 post!!! wwwwwwwwoooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!

Mia x Strife


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PostPosted: Thu May 31, 2007 11:55 pm


Their eyes were cold, yet little did they now their bullets were not having any affect on the zombies. The military unit was able to press forward because the zobies wanted a new meal to fight over that was more.... fresh. However, even as I tried to pry away I kept eating away at the boys flesh. I couldn't stop to even warn those people that they were about to become dinner, but it was too late. I had finished the boy, and I was still craving something. Something in the depths of my being was telling me it needed more. It was in that moment i realized that my skin was a little paler than ussual and that the moans of the zombies were becomeing more distinct and understandable. The last words I tried to utter before gutting up and walking to the soliders was , "No this has to be a nightmare" well that what it would have sounded if i were human but it only came out as grunt. I finally looked down at the pool of blood and saw that I was a zombie and even though my conscience was still alive i was to be mentally tortured by the atrocities i would yet commit..... domokun
PostPosted: Wed May 13, 2009 4:26 pm


After he'd eaten, he was uncomfortably full and vomited up the entrails.... burning_eyes

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