[FFRP] The Bimbo Virus!

[Knight Errant]

Jack pauses a bit after the battle, rubbing his face. "Geeze... well at least the bimbo didnt use her nails."

He glances at his wrist wound before heading on down the hallway and to the stairs!

[Zoey]

Matt scratches his chest as he looks around for anything of value to him. He knows its the medince working, but its still annoying...

[Evra]

Allister continues walking along but as he hears the shriek he starts running as fast as he could possibly run.

[Baku Genkaku]

Chris would rub his chin in thought, if the helmet wasn't on... So they look like bimbos and act off of implanted impulses and desires...

So, if they like shoe stores, then they think like bimbos... And would completely avoid a fast food place like garlic to a vampire! Eat that, "Supersize Me!"

Chris ducks low and slips in through the door.

[Brnin8r]

Jack's wrist was bleeding, but the more obvious change was that his sleeve had shrunk to his shoulder. It had done the same on his other arm, giving him the look that he wore a jacket with the sleeves cut off. The rims of his sleeveless arm holes had been tinted purple. As Jack began his flight up the stairs, he'd be greeted with two bimbos stumbling around the top. Their skimpy dresses hinted that they were either businessmen or government agents. The latter seemed more likely with the black ties and completely black sunglasses. Their ties had been loosened and their tops had been undone to allow some air to hit their personal grand canyons. The suitpants had been turned into hiphugging skirts with flaring black jacket sides. They saw Jack and snarled as they approached him (walking down stairs in heels was a slow task).

***

As Matt scratched his chest, it would feel like he was wearing a new undershirt...or something like that. As he searches the next door, there lies four zombies standing senseless and bored. Nail polish and makeup bottles laid empty on the floor. They hadn't noticed him.

***

As Chris entered silently into the fast food restaurant, he'd be met with an odd sight. There were five bimbos who still remained in the grease bucket, but there seemed to be purpose: they were the previous employees, though their uniforms would surely not be approved of anymore. Their previously loose red shirt, tie-able aprons, and harmless khakis had not been transformed into tan short-shorts that were shorter than their aprons and a tight black blouse that hugged their grown chests tightly. They oooohed at their newcomer and began approaching him slowly, arms extended.

***

The shriek seemed to grow louder and all of a sudden, Allister would feel something wrap around his body. From the look of it, it seemed to be a belt made of...hair? Platinum blonde hair that had been tied in a noose had now restrained Allister and began to drag him back to where the shriek had been heard. As he was being dragged, a few more bimbos emerged from the alleys and began tottering to the tied individual.

[Knight Errant]

Jack stares at his shirt. What the heck was happening there? He shakes it off as he heads up the stairs. Finding something to stop his bleeding was priority.

He pauses as he meets the bimbos on the staircase and watch them slowly advance. He smirks. "Almost too easy." He readies his frying pan and attacks!

[Maiden Miki]

There were no bimbos on the roof, from the crack Micheal looked out from at least.

Mike place his hand on the baseball bat on his side and open the door to the roof wide open. He wanted looked around and saw from one corner of his eyes that a building was close by. He then looked around the roof ready for anything that may be here.

[Baku Genkaku]

As Chris entered silently into the fast food restaurant, he'd be met with an odd sight. There were five bimbos who still remained in the grease bucket, but there seemed to be purpose: they were the previous employees, though their uniforms would surely not be approved of anymore. Their previously loose red shirt, tie-able aprons, and harmless khakis had not been transformed into tan short-shorts that were shorter than their aprons and a tight black blouse that hugged their grown chests tightly. They oooohed at their newcomer and began approaching him slowly, arms extended.

Chris moves so that a nearby table is between him and them, taking aim with the silenced pistols and popping two bullets in each of their chests. Anything still moving would get bullets until their bodily functions cease.

[Brnin8r]

The bimbo's and their bendy bits stumbled down the stairs after Jack's wholloping. Something shiny catches Jack's eye as they fall down to the bottom of the staircase: two pistols. One on each body. Moaning comes from the floor up, promising fun once entered.

***

To Mike's relief, there were no bimbos up on the roof. The alarm had finally stopped ringing and in the silent air the cracking of glass told him the bimbos were in the store now. It was easy to figure though that they wouldn't know where he was with the time that had elapsed. There were no other buildings in easy jumping distance...just parking lot.

***

The two with bullets in their chests now stumble down causing the other three's eyes to brighten a crimson color as they madly charged at him. One fell easily to Chris' readied bullets but the other two began scrambling over the table to get to him.

[Baku Genkaku]

The two with bullets in their chests now stumble down causing the other three's eyes to brighten a crimson color as they madly charged at him. One fell easily to Chris' readied bullets but the other two began scrambling over the table to get to him.

Chris, already on his feet, takes steps back as they try to scramble over the table instead of around, giving him the time he needs to unload the rest of the pistol in one (possibly the other if the first stops living), and shoot with his other into the second.

[muffinstud]

Max wordlessly slides down the firepole, letting his hands and feet stay a little loose so he falls a little faster. His feet thump loudly on the floor, and he immediately ducks down to let his heavy carbine slide off his shoulder and into his hands. He holds it by the barrel, ready and willing to use the stock like a club.

[Knight Errant]

Jack looks around back at the shiny! "... yeah that could be useful."

He heads back down, taking the pistols and the ammo from the downed bimbos. He checks them briefly, then heads up to the next floor.

[Brnin8r]

The new level had about twenty bimbos, some in security uniforms, some in well-to-do wealthy outfits and as the intruder ascended the staircase, all of them charged. A low giggling could be heard from the back of the horde as the sprinted to Jack.

***

As Max touched the earth, he would immediately could hear the running footsteps of charging zombies. It was pitch black but it was easy enough to pinpoint that the bimbos were tapping their way to the newcomer. At his side he'd hear another groaning from one or two.

***

The five bimbos were now lifeless on the fast-food lobby floor. Now Chris was the only one in the store as far as he knew. No bimbo had pursued from outside. There was the back room into the preparatory area and the bathroom. Other than that, there was the way he came in.

[Zoey]

Matt's heart skipped a beat as he found the zombies too close for confort. He knew at this range it wouldn't be wise to charge aimlessly. He crouched down to take some debree and threw it across the room. Hopefully that would catch their attention. At the moment Matt was too worried to care about his uncomfort.

[Baku Genkaku]

The five bimbos were now lifeless on the fast-food lobby floor. Now Chris was the only one in the store as far as he knew. No bimbo had pursued from outside. There was the back room into the preparatory area and the bathroom. Other than that, there was the way he came in.

Hmm... Prep areas are fairly narrow and so is the bathroom. Chris looks for a chair and holsters the empty gun. He points the chair out with the legs pointed away like a shield, while using his loaded gun hand's forearm to support the chair from underneath as he pushes through the door to the prep area.