by Brnin8r » Mon Feb 01, 2010 7:36 am
Allister's expert shots destroyed the bimbos. The fight wasn't terribly exciting...it seemed like someone had already come through clearing out some of the ravenous beauties.
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The feral nurse turned the corner and was instantly skewered by Matt's knife, her scream became gurgled with her punctured windpipe and blood. She weakly tried to punch and scratch Matt, but her feminine form slowed and collapsed to the ground. No other footsteps approached at the noise.
***
Micheal got to his target house, not many bimbos, plenty of foliage and now he sat resting on the side of the house. From the outside, an open window revealed to him the now-familiar noise of a cooing, oblivious bimbo within the house...though it sounded as if only one was in there.
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Empty shelves lined the walls while empty boxes littered the floor. Rick could imagine that this place was one of the first buildings to be ransacked in light of the 'killer flu'. Closer to the pharmacists counter there were two bottles of pain pills. The pharmacists counter was empty, but the door to it was open.
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(Taking GMic control of Yugi until he turns back up) As Lt. Harris defended their rear, Yugi fired haphazardly into the horde nearest the funhouses. A thrill of adrenaline broke through him and the intense rush covered the fact that he had been hit once by a falling bimbo. The approaching hordes were thinning, though the situation didn't seem less grim yet. A pile of bodies began to pile up around the two males.
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The bimbo, after tossing Jack into the air, turned to Chris once more to provide him with the same comforts provided to Jack. The news wasn't getting any better as it seemed the perfume had finished distracting the bimbos. Their numbers had dwindled greatly in their smell-driven lust, but there were still about seven bimbos now teetering toward the invulnerable bimbo and her two prey.
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The three surviving bimbos charged flailing madly attempting to scratch, kiss, and fondle the prone policewoman, almost oblivious to Karen. Through Karen's dizziness she saw identifying jewelry on every one of them. Her friend Jerry now looked like a sexy secretary, his now her body encased in a short, mini pinstriped business skirt, her legs sheathed in an opaque pair of nylons followed by sensual heels. Her top was a plain white, silk blouse. The "Say no to drugs" rubber bracelet he had always worn was still on his now her wrist. His buzzed, brown hair was now a tight bun on top of her head. The other, her friend Kelsey, now looked like the stereotypical cheerleader. Her previously auburn hair had turned a platinum blonde tied into pigtails. Her tight halter encased her enormous bust, her now perfectly flat stomach was open to everyone to see, and her usual sweat pants had now become a VERY short pleated skirt. The only way Karen could even tell it was Kelsey was her BFF necklace that dangled and bobbled on her new cleavage.
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