Well the source idea is good but the story is even better in my eyes, sorry.

I've been very lazy I know. Yesyesyes more story. soon. But I'm going on vacation now (Easter woo!), so new part will probly not come 'til saturday.

Good Luck woth the story. Hey, now i'm second in post count for this thread.

Where is me?

Where is more me? I got the best weapon so i have to make another appearance!!

I've been lazy as Hell, I know.... Its Easter dammit, I just want to sit in a couch and eat candy okay?
Been working a little on a new part, perhaps it will get out of the factory in some hours.

smart can't wait to read it

Hey,´Keyes, where does that avatar pic come from?

Gah, update?

Blah, tired of making story.
Come back in a month, I'll have maybe ten pages then, I'm tired now blrrpth

Bah!!

Just for you, I'll skip my favorite program on tv "Lost", and write more.
Are you Happy?



Hell Yeah!

All of the people left in the car whirled around when they heard the bark of a gun. Doing so, they almost killed themselves by exposing their vital parts to a hail of stone shards.

Luckily none of them were blinded or seriously hurt. ZombieSlaya had been wearing protective glasses and Grey had reached the slow motion state again, covering himself with his left hand while pushing back The.Raver and Rusty with his right. All in all, they made it out with some hundred cuts.

If you looked at one cut, it was nothing, but if you saw it as a whole it was indeed serious. Seconds after the gunshot had rang out their arms and faces were fading behind a curtain of red.

What in-Agh- it hurts!

As the thick grey, almost black smoke slowly lifted, a man in a security suit, stepped forth. A huge revolver hung from his belt.

Do you have room for one more?

They looked first at the man, then at the body of the zombie. It was split into two main parts: The head and the rest of the body. The gunshot had hit dead center of the spine, destroying the main connection between the two parts.

First, the zombie had still been conscious and furious, wanting to tear the attacker into pieces, limb by limb. But as it turned, its head rocked, and started sliding off. As it had become stone, it got tenfold heavier, and now the only thing holding it at its place had gone.

Youkilled it, ZombieSlaya said.

Yeah. The Taurus Raging Bull has a habit of doing so, the man said coldly, Could we get moving? Theres another of these mutated ones back here.
He didnt have to ask twice.

Hunter took the driver seat, as all of the other people were in a state where the only thing they had the energy of doing was applying bacteria killing paste and bandages to their wounds.

And were a-leavin! Hunter whistled as the engine roared out, soon getting into a steady hum.
The tires once again spun. They were finally leaving, with no more delays.
Just then they all heard the distinguished sound of a gunshot:

Crack.

It rang out, the hollow, metallic sound seeming muffled somehow.
The men in the car stared at each other silently, almost without daring to breathe. No one wanted to make the first move, although everyone knew: Someone had been, or was still up there. A survivor, just like themselves.
Hunter turned around, unsure of what to expect. Had Nikku kissed his gun, to end it all?

A thin, dark figure walked slowly down the hill. He had the red, setting sun behind him: no one could see anything in particular except that it seemed human
The figure lifted an arm and waved.

Noway. Hunters face twitched a little, before he jolted up.

Wooo Hoooo! Get over here man, we have a seat for ya!

The others smiled, forgetting about the horrors, if only for some seconds.
RystyGrey SnakeThe.Raver ZombieSlaya (hehe, forgot all about you man )Hunter and Nikku


Emotional woot!

This post has been edited by Elite viking on August 08, 2005 06:10 pm

Hell yah, diddly ya! Mo soon!