Zombies Attack! RPG

[DarthAve]

"And I'm going to the disney store to sleep in the giant pile of stuffed animals." Ave shot more zombies as she went to her bed place.

[Miss_Mayhem]

Mayhem never reached the Hollister. If there was anything good, it was that only a few zombies had eeked in through the other elevators and escalators. But some had managed to trail her. Mayhem ran into the nearest Music Store, the zombies slowly lumbering behind. She popped in a CD ... hip hop. Good thing these zombies were into it, cuz they started dancing and completely ignoring her. Taking a small boombox and hoisting it onto her shoulder, Mayhem carefully made her way to the exit of the store. A zombie lunged for her but she pulled back, "Nuh-uh! Dont you make me put in this Celine Dion!" She waved the CD above her head to prove her point. Needless to say, she got no trouble from there.

 

"Yo, Dav! Whatcha doin!?"

[zelda 41]

Zelda woke and still woozy, got up. She was still kinda bloody, but managed to kick a zombie in the head and knock it off. After that, she made her way to Smon, Psycho, and Jimmy to help.

 

Zelda: Hey, Psycho, how the hell did they all get here?

[DarthAve]

Ave layed on top of the tiggers while trying to watch Mulan while a few zombies lurked in. She pulled out her bow and arrow and shot them. "I want some popcorn." Ave leaped from her seat and walked to the nearest Caribou Coffee for an iced coffee and then to Auntie Ann's Pretzals for some popcorn and a pretzal. She then had the idea to invite everyone else over for a break in the disney store. She'd just close the gate to the store while they chillaxed. After gathering her foodproducts and killing more zombies, she found the rest of her forumite friends. "Sup? You guys wanna chillax in the Disney Store? We need breaks."

[zelda 41]

Zelda saw Darth and leaped towards her, kicking a zombie from behind.

 

Zelda: Sure, I need a break, and a bandage.

 

She started back while Darth talked to them and saw the worst: The floors above them were overcralwing with zombies. The elevators had so much blood, it wasn't funny. Some started falling down from the top and she panicked.

Thinking: OMG HOW ARE THERE SO MANY??? WHERE THE HELL DID THEY COME FROM???

 

Without thinking, Zelda ran to the employee's back room and snuck up the back stairs to peek out the top. She saw no one there, but saw the security room. She tiptoed to the room and went in, seeing lots of camaras.

 

Zelda: Oh.... my god.

 

On the main camara, the zombies were all gathering sharp things and leftover guns. No human was left. Except the fourmers. The zombies were now all staring toward the gun shop the guys were in.

 

Zelda: Oh no. This is not good, not good at all. I have to go back to help.

She started to go, but somone grabbed her and put their hand over her mouth, causing her unable to speak or breath.

[Davinq]

Ignoring Mayhem's call, Davinq was creeping up silently on the lone zombie of the bottom floor. Retrieving a holy water balloon from his pocket, he got up right behind the guy and splashed him. He fell without a sound.

 

Instantly, another zombie 'ghosted' out of the ground to take its place!

[Psychochaos3]

"So many." Thought Pscho. "Where the F#ck is Zelda?" said Psycho.

 

Soon, the unearthly amount of zombies burst throughto their floor.

 

"I didn't think I would have to use ... it so early." said Psycho. Psycho took out a coke can and drank it. His Chainsaw blade started glowing.

 

"Bankai!!!" screamed Psycho as his Chainsaw blade turned into a black katana with a buddist manji (Nazi Swastika for those who don't know) at the hilt.

 

"Timme to kick some arse." said Psycho.

 

At unhumane spped he sliced annd diced through the hourds. Zombie by zombie fell cut in half to the ground. The hourds were shrinking at incredible rate. The other forumites watched in awe at the unexpected power of his attacks. Blood was spilling everywhere. Zombie guts all over the ground. Psycho had eliminated the ranks.

 

His sword returned to its original form and Psycho passed out.

More zombies came and the forumites prepared to make sure Psycho didn't get eaten.

 

(Hehe. BLEACH reference)

[Davinq]

Davinq was aghast. What was going on? It was clear that the zombies were spawning from underground. But that must mean... Oh no! I've got to go warn the others!, and he ran off to find the rest of the forumites.

 

On the way, he found a crowd of zombies fighting each other in front of Victoria Secret, over bras! The distraction was all Davinq needed to whip out his katana and cut the undead beasties into ribbons. After the deed was done, Davinq decided it wouldn't hurt to take a peek inside...

[Miss_Mayhem]

Mayhem had ran into the Disney store, life was good surrounded by plush animals and chinese takeout she had managed to steal.

 

"Hey... where are Zel and Dav...?"

[St. Jimmy]

Ignoring the bruise on his arm, Jimmy made his way to the Disney store with his newly aquired baseball bat. Realizing he'd never actually used a baseball bat as a weapon he figured he'd try it out. (He was a good swing, as he used to play baseball) OWNED! "Dude, that had to have been a home run!" He spoke to the now-headless zombie corpse. Bang! A fair smack to the torso, completley uneffetive but it had a hood whack to it. "Well, this should do nicely." He wandered over to the Disney store.

[zelda 41]

Zelda awoke in a different room, the smell of rotten corspe all around her. She looked around, before noticing she was tied up and had a rag over her mouth. She noticed a few piles of flesh and bones, while two zombies snacked on it, ignoring her. One stopped and stared at her. Her heart raced as it lingered to her, a piece of bloody flesh in it's hands.

~thinking~ Oh no, I'm so dead. I don't want to die.

She started to cry, as it dropped the flesh on her pants.

 

Zombie: Eat...... it........ master.........

~thinking~ Master? It thinks I'm it's MASTER?

Zombie:.....eat........ others.....come....... master has awoken........

 

Ten other zombies entered the small room, carring metel objects.

 

Zelda: Uh, how am I your master?

Zombie: Other master is evil...... You show emotion....... Other master doesn't.... We help you and your friends........

 

The zombie took a metel piece from the ground and used it to cut Zelda's rope. She broke out of it and stood up to look at the zombies.

 

Zelda: Uhh, thanks. What's your name?

Zombie: Danyetta. Yours?

Zelda: Uhh, Abby. Or Zelda, whichever.

Danyetta: Well then, Abby, we will be glad to assist you and your friends. ZOMBIES: MARCH!

 

Danyetta led Zelda and the zombies to an airway above where everyone was. They dropped down in and the group starred at them. Dav started to shot at Danyetta, but Zelda stopped him.

 

Zelda: No, they're good zombies! They wanna help. They got me out of there.

 

She went to Mayhem, who was watching Mulan.

Zelda: Dude, what happened to Psycho???

[Poopdogjr]

Ross was a swirling sea of registration and death. He would have made any government paid employee proud. He punched through one zombies head only to reach another zombie behind it and handed it the form.

 

(Now for some reason zombies are compelled to fill out any papers given to them, much like they are compelled to consume human flesh and BRAINSSSS. This is a well known fact apparently, but this information is left out of most movies and other zombie related media as it is not as exciting to hear zombies moaning....What'sss maahh sooccial securityy nummmmber againnn??? Except for the cult favorite Day of the Zombies fillingout forms. In which numerous zombies can be heard moaning this throughout the movie while murdering people and getting brains on papers they are filling out.)

 

The zombie filled out the paper. Ross quickly used the paper in quick slicing actions to give the zombie the mother of all paper cuts. It fell into little pieces on the ground. He then withdrew his arm and hand from the other zombies skull, slicing that in half with the same peice of paper.

 

So far he had 54 signatures. The whole death of hundreds, people being eaten alive and destruction of millions of dollars of prpoerty damage was turning out to be a pretty succesful venture thus far. At this rate, he could have a few hundred after a few days. Also he would most likely be dead or a zombie himself at that time. Which would be sweet. A zombie Ninja in the government would be great for zombie rights everywhere. Not much has progressed since the previously afformention Presidental Zombie reawakening in 1985 which ended tragically in Cancun.

 

Out of nowhere a detached zombie hand landed on his shoulder. It caught his off gaurd. It began choking him trying to pick his nose. Which was cool. Except for the while choking thing. He began gasping unable to breathe. He couldn't cut it off because it's closeness to his neck and it's likeliness of him chopping his dome piece off. He began blacking out. Everything was gettting very distorted. Things began spinning. He had dropped the registrtion form in all this commotion, and it was just out of reach. He strecthed with all his might for the paper next to him. It was getting so hard just to focus. He barely managed to get a finger on it and dragged it toward himself. He was just about done and he knew it. It took everything he had but he brought the paper to his neck. The zombie hand paused. It was drawn between killing and filling out paper forms. IT panicked. It didn't know what to do. It finally released it's grasp on Ross' neck and grabbed the paper. It started filling it out in a hurry most likely to get back to killin'. Ross grabbed his sword and brought it down hard on the hand. He was wheezing and releaved to be free from the grip.

 

He heard a cackling laugh. He whipped around to see a white clad man in a white top hat. It was the PIRATE POOP DAWG"S HENCHEMAN THE WIZARD. And in his hand was a voter registration form for ..........THE PIRATE. And it had at least a hundred signatures....

 

 

Carrot top fell from the ceiling surronded by broken glass from the skylight he just busted through. He landed right onto of a zombie destroying it and spraying blood all over. He got up without missing a beat. He ripped the head off the nearest zombie and said "Looks like he's a HEAD CASE! Yuck yuck yuck." He then freakin' crushed the head in his massive man grip. Just then his prop-chest came smashing through the next closest skylight. It too landed on a zombie. But the zombie got back up and was now covered in hilariously zany props. All other zombies saw this and laughed at the zombie. Who then felt self conscious and spontaniously combusted. Which was awesome. Carrot Top ran over to the prop chest and began rummaging through it. His reighn of terror had just begun.

 

Then another skylight suddenly expoloded. (luckily this mall featured the most skylights of any mall anywhere, ever.) Steven Segal flew through the smashed glass. His arms were outstretched as if he was feeling the very fabric of reality and was embraced within it as one, a beautiful joining of life and nature. Zombies everywhere looked up in awe. And CRIED. TEARS OF JOY. It was the most beautitful thing any of them, or for that matter any person ever in history of mankind has ever seen.

 

Time seemed to be crawling by, as if in slow motion. And it was. Because he wanted it to be. He banked left and then leveled off and did a loop de loop with amazing grace and ease. He began twirling in a tornado of awesomeness and lowered himself to the ground. He landed and seconds afterwards the air around him finally stopped swirling and everything was still again. Everything was still until he began his awesomeness......

 

Also another skylight exploded and Shadow came flying through. He farted.

[Davinq]

^ That's looooong. 0.o

 

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Davinq was confused. Good zombies?

 

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And unfortunately I have to run off to soccer, I'll elaborate upon my return.

[Halo_92]

Walking towards the food court at the other end of the mall, Halo gripped his shotgun tightly. Ducking under tables and behind chairs, he waited for any zombie ambushes.

'Well I better get some food stashed and head back to the others.'he thought.

Looking at a map to see his cordinance, he found a backup generator down three stairways, meaning 2 stories underground. Taking out his walkie-talkie he scanned frequencies for any allies to tell the news.

[St. Jimmy]

Wiping the tears of joy from his eyes, St. Jimmy began hysterically running around with voter registration forms. "Can't you see?!" He intoned. "This is what we were sent here for! Do you guys really think it was a coincidence that we all ended up here, in the same place, together? We are here to gain the votes of zombies! It's our fate!" Running as fast as he could, Jimmy had no regard for his personal safety. He ran through hordes of zombies, over benches, and through potplants. He had absolutely no idea where he was running to, but he had a mission and he was determined.

[Psychochaos3]

Psycho woke up and crawled to the nearest disney store.

 

"Need a nap."Said Psycho as he passed out on the Cinderella blanket.

 

Something fell out his trench coat. They were 2 pairs of gloves.

A pioece of paper that fell with the gloves said "Personalized weaponry gloves. Put these on and you get a powerful weapon made from your own soul. Great for zombie robot and alien invasions."

 

Mayhem and Zelda looked at them and thought that Psycho woulnd't miss them.

[zelda 41]

Zelda agreed to stay guard while he slept. She saw the paper and read it.

 

Zelda: Wooh, what do we have here? "Personalized weaponry gloves"? What the hell are those?

 

Danyetta rolled on the ground to watch Mulan. She heard Zelda and sighed.

 

Danyetta: You don't know? They're fighting weapons. Used them when I was alive and in the Area 51. You shouldn't use them

 

Zelda: Why? Are they dangerous?

 

Danyetta: Very. They USE YOUR SOUL. It feeds off it.

 

Zelda: How do you know so much?

 

Danyetta: Because. I was a teen genuis. But our headquarters made the zombie virus trying to create the perfect human and........ they tested it on me and my boyfriend, the zombie's leader.....

 

Mayhem: Guys, we got company.

 

The zombies Zelda saw were now entering the store. Hundreds, carrying sharp weapens and guns.

 

Zelda: Dammit, this is not good. Danyetta, get the good zombies to go fight. Mayhem, Darth, do whatever. I'll get Psycho up and we'll meet up.

 

They agreed and went to work. Zelda attempted to get Psycho.

 

Zelda: C'mon dude, get up...

[Psychochaos3]

Psycho: eh. Wahts goin on?" asked Psycho.

 

He saw the numerous zombies and prepared to attack. then he saw Danyetta and tried to attack her. He pulled his chainsaw blade and was 3 inches away from slicing her to pieces.

 

"Wait! I'm a good guy!" said Danyetta.

 

"A good zombie. Must of been alive at time of zombification.Very well. I'll let you live." said Psycho. He continued to battle adn saw the huge number of them. He had been too injured from his Bankai use.

 

"Take this" said Psycho as he tossed a shining orb thingy to Zelda.

 

"Say your name and it will become a weapon. The weapon is different from person to person. If you train at it enough you can release your power from within and achieve Bankai. This won't drain your soul. It's like an evolved form of the personal weapon gloves. This Chainsaw Blade is my weapon. Use it to hold off those other zombies while I heal up on mickey bars and Little Mermaid Lollipops." said Psycho.

 

"And I got my I on you "good" zombie" said psycho.

[zelda 41]

Zelda took the orb and looked at it. It was odd, and felt like it was glowing. She was reluctant to say her name, bu t seeing the zombies, she did.

 

Zelda: Uh, Abby.

 

The orb shook and glowed bright pink with black hearts, then exploded in her hands. The smoke cleared, and she held two small fans with metal blades at the top.

 

Zelda: Woh, awesome.

 

She unfoled the fans and tested them on a zombie. It cut it in half, blood going everywhere.

 

The orb appeared again and she threw it to Psycho. This was such a weird day..

[Psychochaos3]

Psycho started wolfing down on Disney themed candy whil off in the distance something walks.

 

"Our ranks are growing. There is nothing those forumties of Razputin's domain can stop us. and just to piss them off, Raz is a Faggot.Those losers." said a mystrious character.

The mysterious charcter summoned a large bow and arrow and prepared to assist his zombie hourds.

 

(I don't think Raz is a Fag. I just had the mysterious character say that so he would be hated more.)

[Det. Bart Lasiter]

HEY WHAT DO MICHAEL JACKSON AND CAVIAR HAVE IN COMMON???????

 

 

 

THEY BOTH COME ON LITTLE CRACKERS!

 

 

 

OLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL

 

 

 

 

 

 

why is this thread still here?????

[DarthAve]

I don't know jmac. But like all the other RPG's the narutards are in, this one is getting majorly ****ed up.

 

I think Avery will die now.

 

A zombie came up to Avery with a pipe. "OW!" Avery yelled, before collasping.

 

AVERY AWESOME

1993-2006

May she be buried next to Marcel...

[Miss_Mayhem]

So ... should we all die then? The RPG would still have and ending, albeit a morbidly sad one ... if that ends up being the case, I'd like to think the ZA!RPG was unique.

[St. Jimmy]

Bloodied and bruised, St. Jimmy rampaged through the shopping mall. "Phew, that's at least 7 signatures." He puffed. "This isn't easy." He swung his bat at a hairdressers right next to him, reached through the window and pulled out a bottle of hair spray. "I have no idea what I'm going to do with this" He looked at the bottle. "I was going to drink it but that would be really stupid."

~Brainwave~

Jimmy bent down on one knee, and with one hand sprayed the bat with hair spray. With the other hand, the attached the broken peices of glass on the the end of the bat, effectively, making a mace.

"Alright, let's try this sucker out." He hefted his weapon. "IT'S NOT OVER BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE!!!" He shreiked at the nearest zombies. He charged straight at the conveniantly place cluster of nearby zombies. Thud. A swift uppercut with the bladed bat caught the closest zombie in the jaw. It fell backwards with the blow and toppled. Repeatedly hitting it with the bat while it was down effectively turned it to a pulpy mush. "Sign here bitches." He handed around the voting form. The zombie pals were so awe struck by the awesome death sequence of their friend that they willingly complied and kneeled down to let St. Jimmy kill them.

"Twelve signatures." He breathed, looking at the paper. He ran off dodging the fallen corpses.

[Poopdogjr]

Just then a zombie dog came up to Ross. They stared at each other. Then out of nowhere music started playing. ACE OF BASE to be exact.

 

Then the Zomba-dog starts doing the Charleston...HARD. Like freakin' 80 mph. He a freakin' blur. You're eyes start watering because of the wind it's producing, but also because it's so beautiful.

 

And the zombie presidents make a dramatic return from Cancun. With jet packs. They also start dancing. Many a hip gyrate (spelling?).

 

Then we all play Chicken Limbo. Which is like regualr limbo, except using a chicken. If you mess up the chicken laughs at you. It is a very intense ten hour game that is quite stressful on all involved.

 

I think Ross jabbed the wizard in the el- stomach. I'll flesh out the details another time.

 

Oh and steven Segal and Carrot Top are both zombies now too. But Steven is not really a zombie. Because he cant die. He's just pretending because he likes to mess with his victims heads. He's cool like that. He plans on just killing everything within a 30 mile radius for kicks after he leaves the mall. He wants to eat a chicken patty before he does that.

 

Carrot Top can be dead for all I care. Do with him as you please. Wait, he pooped in his pants too.