by Brnin8r » Sat Feb 06, 2010 10:54 am
As Richard descended, so too did Shaun; though he fell behind for a moment comtemplating taking one of the abandoned fire extinguishers. He thought about it before deciding it was too much effort to lug a heavy, cumbersome thing like that. He regained the distance between him and Richard, "So what did you do before World War Z?"
As they came out to the street, there was little but silence to welcome them. The buildings were grim and omninous as if the quiet gloom was clinging to the windowsills and streetlights. No power, no light, no hope it seemed. "Well this is a bit more spooky than I had thought it'd be."
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The car alarm begins yelling into the air and like sheep, the bimbos herded themselves to the noise. If they were careful, they could get around the large herd of horde and get into the mall.
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(A dash for what?)
Micheal's dashing would lead him away from the house and deeper into the neighborhood. The further he got in, the quieter it got.
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The bimbo's headgoo splattered behind her and she crumpled. Karen's wandering would take her to, of all places, the bumper cars!"
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Lt. Harris and Yugi's shots destroyed the high-up bimbos. Before them stood the large climbing tower, the rope to swing across, and beyond that, Harris couldn't see.
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After a long way of heaving the two bags, making it to the garage, he was met with a depressing sight. Complete emptiness. The parking garage was almost eeriely empty, as if everyone that had a car took theirs and everyone who didn't stole someone else's.
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Quick as a flash, the window Rick pointed to suddenly became filled with a bimbo and as she showed up a noose of hair was swung down and around Rick. The sex bomb pulled tight and the hair noose tighted around him. He would have precious few seconds to do something smart.
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Allister's caution is rewarded by not hitting the bimbo...though no car alarms are raised.
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