Post by Cory Hatred on May 7, 2006 19:55:11 GMT -5
The officers line the top barricade of the city wall as legions of the undead attempt to smash their way through it. One officer with his eyes to his scope fires off rounds into the massive crowd, ripping heads from their bodies with a cloud of red spray floating above them.
Hold your fire damnit! How many times have I told you not to waste your rounds?
A sergeant attempting to maintain some order slaps the sniper across the back of his helmet with a radio in the other hand. He reaches into his side pouch and pulls out a laminate binder full of maps and notes. He spits off the side of the barricade and flips a couple of pages before screaming into the radio handheld.
We’ve gotta hold them for just 20 more minutes MY ASS! They are bursting through right fucking now! There are thousands of the rotting bastards pounding at our damn door! Now that air strike in here now before I send my troops to your front door!
Just then Dominic climbs up the ladder and looks out over the barricade.
Thank Jesus’s pregnant mother Christ on a crutch! Dominic, glad you could join us on this fine day.
Dominic remains quiet and focused as the sergeant continues to flick and point on his notepad.
The howling sounds of the armies of the undead are getting unbearable as Dominic looks down at his feet and then back up again over the mass of zombies sending wave after wave toward the barricade shoving into it.
You’ve got 10 minutes sergeant!
The officer stops dead in his tracks.
Holy hammered ball pin shit! Did you say something to me officer!?
You’ve got 10 minutes before they bust that side rail off of the barricade and peel the metal from the bottom 10 feet of this thing.
The sergeant leans over to see what Dominic is looking at. He notices the bolts pinging off one by one as they are rattled loose.
[glow=red,2,300]Fuck me naked. Did I mention it was a good day to see you die Dominic?[/glow]
He slaps Dominic on the shoulder and shouts back into the handheld.
[glow=red,2,300]If you’re not here in less than 9 minutes deputy, this wall is non-existent and so is this damn city. What’s left of it anyway.[/glow]
The muffled sound of an officer in flight attempts to echo out above the groaning masses below.
[glow=red,2,300]We’re on our way, 10 minutes out![/glow]
Fuck that officer, that won’t cut it! Step on it!
[glow=red,2,300]We’re in an Apache sir…no offense![/glow]
That’s exactly what’ve got here damnit…no offense! No defense..Not a chance in hell! Get those choppers out here and start peeling these bastards from the gates or I’m gonna open fire on your late asses as soon as I see you on that skyline!
The metal begins to squeak as the hordes ram and squash their bodies into each other into the barricade.
The fucking things are working together.
What kind of bullshit nonsensical stupidity are you on about officer?
[glow=red,2,300]Just what I said sergeant, and If you take that tone with me again I’ll blast it back down your fucking throat and out of your ass.[/glow]
Okay, so…they are working together.
The zombie legions stack their own bodies on top of each other as others begin to climb the pile to put more weight on the walls. The lower metal panel of the barricade begins to give way.
Uhm..I guessed wrong..more like 5 minutes.
[glow=red,2,300]Shit on Christ! What the fuck good are you Dominic?[/glow]
You do your job officer, I’ll do mine!
The sergeant walks away mumbling to himself before screaming at his troops….
God damn Street Reapers…they are all the same……OKAY MEN GET READY TO VACATE THE PREMISES AND GET IN THE VANS! We’re about to lose this baby! This city is fucked five ways from Sunday!
Dominic chuckles looking over his shoulders at the officers dropping from the barricade into their armored vans.
Fucking useless…I swear to God….fucking useless.
He looks up into the sun…
If there even is a God!
Just then the barricade is breached as the legions pour through it into the city streets. Dominic picks up an M-16 and begins aiming. One of the zombies runs up to the front of an armored van just as he squeezes the trigger, blowing its brains all over the windshield. The tires screech loudly spinning as fast as they can, but not fast enough. Within seconds the undead have completely surrounded the armored vans, rocking them from side to side. The officers inside slide their rifles through the slits and portals shooting as many as they can as Dominic watches on from high above still aiming his weapon at the best possible shots he can.
POP!
He removes a scalp of one of the bigger zombies and grins as he takes aim at another one. He soon realizes that they are climbing the wall slowly from the inside. He readies his weapon and fires at one on the ladder, blowing off the bottom half of its leg. It continues to climb, so he takes aim again and blows off the other leg. Using only its arms and its teeth it climbs several more rungs before Dominic finishes the torso off with a headshot. Moments later the lights of one of the armored vans begin to spin around quickly and it takes off backwards, crashing into the barricade and bending the metal even further. One side of the metal barricade begins to slope down as Dominic hangs on with one hand and continues firing rounds off with the other. The van spins its tires again and takes off plowing hundreds of them down in its path, but ends up swerving and hitting a light post dead on. An officer drops out of the passenger seat firing his weapon, but is taken down in a matter of seconds and ripped apart as the undead crack open his skull and feast on his brains. Realizing his fate, Dominic drops the weapon and crawls up the sloping barricade structure towards the building wall next to it kicks in a window shattering it all over the place before throwing his shoulder into it and falling inside. He pulls out one of his revolvers and swipes up a grenade and another M-16 before even thinking about getting back up on his feet. He kicks open the door and heads up the staircase. He can hear the undead tearing into the buildings, pouring through doorways and busting out windows. Knowing they are headed up the stairs right to him he continues to spin around the staircase higher and higher until reaching the top level. He can see the horde of zombies crawling and walking over each other trying to get to him. He leans over the side of the staircase and starts blowing holes in the heads of anything he can see moving. He then turns his back to the stairs and leans against the wall while reloading. Frantic, he notices an elevator shaft and a door at the end of the hall. The moans of those below begin to torment him as he takes off towards the door which he hopes leads to the roof. Maybe from there he can leap to the next building. It seems to be his only chance and the most reasonable given the circumstances. He barrels through the door out onto the rooftop not stopping until he reaches the edge looking down to see officers being pulled from the overturned vans. He has to turn away as they rip the intestines out of each one and feast on whatever they can grab onto. They fall on top of each other to get a taste of flesh.
You’ve got to be kiddin’ me!
BAMM! BAMM! BAMMMM! BAMMMM! BAMMMMM! BAMMM! BAMMM!
He fires his revolvers toward the officer’s body blowing chunks of skull into the air with every shot. You don’t have to be a good shot considering how many of them there actually are down there.
He can see the sergeant standing on top of one of the flipped over armored vans with two sawed off shotguns obliterating everything he even comes close to aiming at, but he is running out of shells fast.
[glow=red,2,300]WHERE ARE YOU FUCKING STREET REAPERS WHEN WE NEED YOU! GODDAMN IT Dominic![/glow]
He turns back towards the door and looks for anything that he can put in front of it to buy him some time. He sees a cage just on around the corner of the vents and immediately busts the lock off, yanking cans of propane fuel from within. He turns the cage on its side and pulls with all of his might to get it to barricade the door just in the nick of time as arms and teeth of the living dead begin to pierce through the crack chomping at air trying to get to him. One of the zombies just pisses him off as he places his revolver on its forehead and pulls the trigger blowing it to smithereens. He then turns to head back over the propane cans, grabbing two of them and heading back over to the ledge. He hauls back with one of the cans holding it with both hands spinning around and around until he just lets go hurling it out into the streets. It crushes one of the zombies as another picks it up. He aims the revolver right at it and pulls the trigger as the zombie and several around it explode in flames and ashes. They just lay down like dominoes, stunned. Just then the undead begin to climbing on top of the armored van and five of them tackle the sergeant.
KILL ME YOU BASTARD! KILL ME!!!!! I’LL SEE YOU IN HELL FOR THIS!!!
Dominic steadies his hand and squeezes off another shot, blasting the neck of the sergeant into two severing the head from its body and sending the officer to hell where he belongs. He turns his attention away from the carnage below in the streets and back on his escape. He notices another building just a few stories down on the opposite side and decides to make his exit that way rather than blasting his own way into hell by going back inside. He hovers there on the ledge looking down pondering why he does what he does and the haunting realization that every battle cannot be won. He closes his eyes and reopens them the same lost man.
Upon this battlefield of this cursed earth I stand with my guns as my sword in defiance of all that was all that is and all that shall be. Chaos has a voice and I am it. Behold as I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, you shall learn to fear evil for your lord is not with you. He cannot guide you. He cannot save you. The road to heaven shall be paved in the blood of the living and the dead, even the innocent. I come with clouds of swarming flies circling that putrid odor that exists only alongside the carnage of the crazed. Come with me, let us lay in wait for blood and splattered brains night after night. Let us lurk around every corner and let us swallow up the dead and put them back where they belong, in their graves. And when the innocent call upon Christ for salvation, he never answers for he is as dead as they will all be. We have killed him, just as easily as we created him. And the streets shall run red with our blood this time. Drink till your heart is content to kill this wicked world we have been sent to live in. We will march over the masses of corpses of the people we’ve killed straight to the gates of hell. We have declared Armageddon on heaven itself. We live in the shit that we are so proud to call home, our own unholy and dark empire. Yes, it is our final resting place.
He looks down at the hordes below one last time before turning to leap to the next rooftop to escape. Those behind him manage to shove the cage out of the way as they fall out from behind the metal door onto the roof. He waits until the last minute, standing on the ledge facing them.
In one of the countless billions of galaxies in this universe, lies a medium sized star and one of its satellites, a green insignificant planet…is now dead. And I will forever reap....
Only being an arms reach from the advancing zombies, he leaps backwards..falling with his arms stretched outright to the rooftop of the next building down below.
He runs with his gun in his left hand. He spots a Zombie walking towards him. He lifts his gun, ready to shoot, but stops..The face is the mask of Alex. Dominic stops and thinks
Is this the punk that Cory is facing? Why the hell is he out here in this warfare?
Hey Punk, shouldnt you be getting ready for that tournament shit that is going on over there? If your out here in this shit, your bound to be killed...Killed i tell ya!
Alex looks at Dominic, then walks off into the mass warfare
Eh, his loss. Fuck, there is a shit load of.....
......
Eh....aaaaa
What the.....
....
......
What the fuck?
Dominic awakes in Cory Hatred house. Cory is passed out on the far side of the room. The surroundings is kind of like a sauna. There is a bong in the middle. It has Light Tubes, Barbed wire, and the weed symbol
It was just a dream?!
......
Fuck it, i want to see how this shit ends.....
Dominic grabs the mask, and takes another hit. Within seconds he is back off to sleep again.....
To Be Continued.....
Hold your fire damnit! How many times have I told you not to waste your rounds?
A sergeant attempting to maintain some order slaps the sniper across the back of his helmet with a radio in the other hand. He reaches into his side pouch and pulls out a laminate binder full of maps and notes. He spits off the side of the barricade and flips a couple of pages before screaming into the radio handheld.
We’ve gotta hold them for just 20 more minutes MY ASS! They are bursting through right fucking now! There are thousands of the rotting bastards pounding at our damn door! Now that air strike in here now before I send my troops to your front door!
Just then Dominic climbs up the ladder and looks out over the barricade.
Thank Jesus’s pregnant mother Christ on a crutch! Dominic, glad you could join us on this fine day.
Dominic remains quiet and focused as the sergeant continues to flick and point on his notepad.
The howling sounds of the armies of the undead are getting unbearable as Dominic looks down at his feet and then back up again over the mass of zombies sending wave after wave toward the barricade shoving into it.
You’ve got 10 minutes sergeant!
The officer stops dead in his tracks.
Holy hammered ball pin shit! Did you say something to me officer!?
You’ve got 10 minutes before they bust that side rail off of the barricade and peel the metal from the bottom 10 feet of this thing.
The sergeant leans over to see what Dominic is looking at. He notices the bolts pinging off one by one as they are rattled loose.
[glow=red,2,300]Fuck me naked. Did I mention it was a good day to see you die Dominic?[/glow]
He slaps Dominic on the shoulder and shouts back into the handheld.
[glow=red,2,300]If you’re not here in less than 9 minutes deputy, this wall is non-existent and so is this damn city. What’s left of it anyway.[/glow]
The muffled sound of an officer in flight attempts to echo out above the groaning masses below.
[glow=red,2,300]We’re on our way, 10 minutes out![/glow]
Fuck that officer, that won’t cut it! Step on it!
[glow=red,2,300]We’re in an Apache sir…no offense![/glow]
That’s exactly what’ve got here damnit…no offense! No defense..Not a chance in hell! Get those choppers out here and start peeling these bastards from the gates or I’m gonna open fire on your late asses as soon as I see you on that skyline!
The metal begins to squeak as the hordes ram and squash their bodies into each other into the barricade.
The fucking things are working together.
What kind of bullshit nonsensical stupidity are you on about officer?
[glow=red,2,300]Just what I said sergeant, and If you take that tone with me again I’ll blast it back down your fucking throat and out of your ass.[/glow]
Okay, so…they are working together.
The zombie legions stack their own bodies on top of each other as others begin to climb the pile to put more weight on the walls. The lower metal panel of the barricade begins to give way.
Uhm..I guessed wrong..more like 5 minutes.
[glow=red,2,300]Shit on Christ! What the fuck good are you Dominic?[/glow]
You do your job officer, I’ll do mine!
The sergeant walks away mumbling to himself before screaming at his troops….
God damn Street Reapers…they are all the same……OKAY MEN GET READY TO VACATE THE PREMISES AND GET IN THE VANS! We’re about to lose this baby! This city is fucked five ways from Sunday!
Dominic chuckles looking over his shoulders at the officers dropping from the barricade into their armored vans.
Fucking useless…I swear to God….fucking useless.
He looks up into the sun…
If there even is a God!
Just then the barricade is breached as the legions pour through it into the city streets. Dominic picks up an M-16 and begins aiming. One of the zombies runs up to the front of an armored van just as he squeezes the trigger, blowing its brains all over the windshield. The tires screech loudly spinning as fast as they can, but not fast enough. Within seconds the undead have completely surrounded the armored vans, rocking them from side to side. The officers inside slide their rifles through the slits and portals shooting as many as they can as Dominic watches on from high above still aiming his weapon at the best possible shots he can.
POP!
He removes a scalp of one of the bigger zombies and grins as he takes aim at another one. He soon realizes that they are climbing the wall slowly from the inside. He readies his weapon and fires at one on the ladder, blowing off the bottom half of its leg. It continues to climb, so he takes aim again and blows off the other leg. Using only its arms and its teeth it climbs several more rungs before Dominic finishes the torso off with a headshot. Moments later the lights of one of the armored vans begin to spin around quickly and it takes off backwards, crashing into the barricade and bending the metal even further. One side of the metal barricade begins to slope down as Dominic hangs on with one hand and continues firing rounds off with the other. The van spins its tires again and takes off plowing hundreds of them down in its path, but ends up swerving and hitting a light post dead on. An officer drops out of the passenger seat firing his weapon, but is taken down in a matter of seconds and ripped apart as the undead crack open his skull and feast on his brains. Realizing his fate, Dominic drops the weapon and crawls up the sloping barricade structure towards the building wall next to it kicks in a window shattering it all over the place before throwing his shoulder into it and falling inside. He pulls out one of his revolvers and swipes up a grenade and another M-16 before even thinking about getting back up on his feet. He kicks open the door and heads up the staircase. He can hear the undead tearing into the buildings, pouring through doorways and busting out windows. Knowing they are headed up the stairs right to him he continues to spin around the staircase higher and higher until reaching the top level. He can see the horde of zombies crawling and walking over each other trying to get to him. He leans over the side of the staircase and starts blowing holes in the heads of anything he can see moving. He then turns his back to the stairs and leans against the wall while reloading. Frantic, he notices an elevator shaft and a door at the end of the hall. The moans of those below begin to torment him as he takes off towards the door which he hopes leads to the roof. Maybe from there he can leap to the next building. It seems to be his only chance and the most reasonable given the circumstances. He barrels through the door out onto the rooftop not stopping until he reaches the edge looking down to see officers being pulled from the overturned vans. He has to turn away as they rip the intestines out of each one and feast on whatever they can grab onto. They fall on top of each other to get a taste of flesh.
You’ve got to be kiddin’ me!
BAMM! BAMM! BAMMMM! BAMMMM! BAMMMMM! BAMMM! BAMMM!
He fires his revolvers toward the officer’s body blowing chunks of skull into the air with every shot. You don’t have to be a good shot considering how many of them there actually are down there.
He can see the sergeant standing on top of one of the flipped over armored vans with two sawed off shotguns obliterating everything he even comes close to aiming at, but he is running out of shells fast.
[glow=red,2,300]WHERE ARE YOU FUCKING STREET REAPERS WHEN WE NEED YOU! GODDAMN IT Dominic![/glow]
He turns back towards the door and looks for anything that he can put in front of it to buy him some time. He sees a cage just on around the corner of the vents and immediately busts the lock off, yanking cans of propane fuel from within. He turns the cage on its side and pulls with all of his might to get it to barricade the door just in the nick of time as arms and teeth of the living dead begin to pierce through the crack chomping at air trying to get to him. One of the zombies just pisses him off as he places his revolver on its forehead and pulls the trigger blowing it to smithereens. He then turns to head back over the propane cans, grabbing two of them and heading back over to the ledge. He hauls back with one of the cans holding it with both hands spinning around and around until he just lets go hurling it out into the streets. It crushes one of the zombies as another picks it up. He aims the revolver right at it and pulls the trigger as the zombie and several around it explode in flames and ashes. They just lay down like dominoes, stunned. Just then the undead begin to climbing on top of the armored van and five of them tackle the sergeant.
KILL ME YOU BASTARD! KILL ME!!!!! I’LL SEE YOU IN HELL FOR THIS!!!
Dominic steadies his hand and squeezes off another shot, blasting the neck of the sergeant into two severing the head from its body and sending the officer to hell where he belongs. He turns his attention away from the carnage below in the streets and back on his escape. He notices another building just a few stories down on the opposite side and decides to make his exit that way rather than blasting his own way into hell by going back inside. He hovers there on the ledge looking down pondering why he does what he does and the haunting realization that every battle cannot be won. He closes his eyes and reopens them the same lost man.
Upon this battlefield of this cursed earth I stand with my guns as my sword in defiance of all that was all that is and all that shall be. Chaos has a voice and I am it. Behold as I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, you shall learn to fear evil for your lord is not with you. He cannot guide you. He cannot save you. The road to heaven shall be paved in the blood of the living and the dead, even the innocent. I come with clouds of swarming flies circling that putrid odor that exists only alongside the carnage of the crazed. Come with me, let us lay in wait for blood and splattered brains night after night. Let us lurk around every corner and let us swallow up the dead and put them back where they belong, in their graves. And when the innocent call upon Christ for salvation, he never answers for he is as dead as they will all be. We have killed him, just as easily as we created him. And the streets shall run red with our blood this time. Drink till your heart is content to kill this wicked world we have been sent to live in. We will march over the masses of corpses of the people we’ve killed straight to the gates of hell. We have declared Armageddon on heaven itself. We live in the shit that we are so proud to call home, our own unholy and dark empire. Yes, it is our final resting place.
He looks down at the hordes below one last time before turning to leap to the next rooftop to escape. Those behind him manage to shove the cage out of the way as they fall out from behind the metal door onto the roof. He waits until the last minute, standing on the ledge facing them.
In one of the countless billions of galaxies in this universe, lies a medium sized star and one of its satellites, a green insignificant planet…is now dead. And I will forever reap....
Only being an arms reach from the advancing zombies, he leaps backwards..falling with his arms stretched outright to the rooftop of the next building down below.
He runs with his gun in his left hand. He spots a Zombie walking towards him. He lifts his gun, ready to shoot, but stops..The face is the mask of Alex. Dominic stops and thinks
Is this the punk that Cory is facing? Why the hell is he out here in this warfare?
Hey Punk, shouldnt you be getting ready for that tournament shit that is going on over there? If your out here in this shit, your bound to be killed...Killed i tell ya!
Alex looks at Dominic, then walks off into the mass warfare
Eh, his loss. Fuck, there is a shit load of.....
......
Eh....aaaaa
What the.....
....
......
What the fuck?
Dominic awakes in Cory Hatred house. Cory is passed out on the far side of the room. The surroundings is kind of like a sauna. There is a bong in the middle. It has Light Tubes, Barbed wire, and the weed symbol
It was just a dream?!
......
Fuck it, i want to see how this shit ends.....
Dominic grabs the mask, and takes another hit. Within seconds he is back off to sleep again.....
To Be Continued.....
