Thylonius let out his trademark warcry, which is actually too incomprehensible to type, and charged towards one of the new blighted. Piercing it's skull via the eye socket with the tip of his blade.
"Ah-hah, I've got one!" said Thylonius, is his time of triumph. He retracted the katana just in time to make a quick upward swipe into the armpit of another blighted. A crunchy sound is heard, and the blade gets stuck inside the blighted's shoulder bone. "Aaahhh! Not again! Someone save it!" Thylonius screams as he runs, arms flailing, into the corner of the police station.
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Thylonius triumphantly walks through the not-yet barricaded door of the police station. "Greetings, comrades! I am Thylonius Martin, son of Trent Martin. I have come from the lands of that street a few blocks away to join you."
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Thylonius! This was the last place i would hope to see you. Jenny said with a loving tender voice.
Thylonius' cheeks instantly became blushed with embarrassment.
"Uhmm.. uuhhh.. uuhmmm.... thank you, kind lady."
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As the strangers began to acquaint themselves with one another, they heard some noise coming from the holding center. Two of the men bravely walked over to see what was causing the noise. As they turned the corner, they saw a man with a large gut. His eyes were free from the blighted white eye.
Meanwhile, another noise was heard from a closet in the station. The door knob slowly turned as a cop fell out from the closet.
Thylonius is slightly overwhelmed by the number of people in the room with him. I wonder if that cop would let me shoot his gun? Thylonius thought.
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While the occupants of the police station greet and get to know each other, scratching and thumping can be heard on the walls from outside. The door, which is barricaded, gets repeatedly knocked but no voices can be heard.
"Brace yourselves, comrades! There are enemies afoot!" Thylonius raises his sword to eye level, ready for combat.
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@edi-lupus - No, you cannot. If you want to participate you have to ask at the profiles page, this is the story thread. Don't post here unless you are contributing with the permission of ScyberDragon.
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*Attention all citizens of Relyt. The recent epidemic that has hit our fine city has spun out of control. All humans infected with the Umbrage virus should be quarantined. If you know anybody who has been infected through a blood transfer of another infected, please avoid them at all cost. As of now, there is no cure for the virus and the outbreak has reached critical state. The government has quarantined the whole city. Nobody is allowed to leave. If any attempts are made, that person will be shot on the spot, no questions asked. We ask that all clean citizens please make there way to the police station. We are attempting to gather everyone together to ensure everyone's safety. If you run into a person who is infected, kindly ask them to report to quarantine on the edge of the city and then leave them. If they attempt to attack you, avoid all measures of being bitten as this is the main way the virus is being spread. God speed everyone.*
The message hit Thylonius like a bag of very hard spherical objects.
"Wooooow! Like zombies?! That limping guy's a zombie? Luckily, I know of the exact procedure in which to kill a zombie. Hmm... this chef's knife will be sufficient."
Thylonius picks up the knife from the counter and makes his way out the door. Something catches his eye as he awkwardly stumbles outside.
"Oh, it's a package for me. Gasp! It's the sword! The sword of Azeroth!"
The box is ripped open in a matter of seconds. He takes his prize in hand and triumphantly power walks toward the zombie. He swings the katana, aiming for the blighted's neck.
"Hiii-yaa!" A crunchy noise is heard. "Uh-oh." The sword is halfway between the right side of it's neck and the left side, covering it's trachea. He kicks the zombie away and off the sword with his large boot and finishes it off with an overhead slash. "Hii-yaaaaaa!"
"Phew! That was awesome! I guess I'd better head to the police station, mom can meet me there. She was acting weird."
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(Also, Scyber, whenever you post, you should include a time of day (morning, noon, night etc.) and date, also an xx number of days since zombie outbreak. It'll add to the vibe of a zombie survival. :D)
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Only mumbles are heard when Thylonius asks his mom for Cheez-its. The door to the basement slowly opens. His mother takes a step down the stairs and falls down, hitting each step with her head and neck. She lays motionless on the floor for only a second. As she stands back up, Thylonius can see the trade mark white irises of her eyes that the blighted have.
Thylonius rises from his computer chair.
"Holy ka-moley, mom! Why are your eyes so white? I think you've been watching too much news."
Only moans are heard from the boy's undead mother. She slowly stumbles towards him.
"Jeez, mom. No manners today. Well I'll just go get myself some Cheez-its."
As Thylonius makes his way past what used to be his mother, the blighted one turns and makes a sudden lunge in his direction and slips on a plastic lightsaber hilt. Completely unaware of the condition of his zombie mother, the boy slams the door behind him, latching the door's lock, and sets off up the dreaded stairs of misfortune, on a quest to find the Cheez-its of destiny.
As Thylonius is happily munching on his quest reward, he notices a limping figure across the yard on the sidewalk. He wonders if it's injured and takes a look out the window.
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Sounds of battle and clashing steel are heard from the depths of the computer screen.
"Ah-hah! Take that, Faragrim, son of Varathorn! Taste the steel of my blade!"
Thylonius begins to cheer on himself as he is clicking mercilessly, intent on gaining a win over his foes. A crashing noise is heard from above the basement ceiling. Thylonius is oblivious to what's going on.
"MOOO-OOOM! Bring me some Cheeze-its!"
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"Ah-hah, I've got one!" said Thylonius, is his time of triumph. He retracted the katana just in time to make a quick upward swipe into the armpit of another blighted. A crunchy sound is heard, and the blade gets stuck inside the blighted's shoulder bone. "Aaahhh! Not again! Someone save it!" Thylonius screams as he runs, arms flailing, into the corner of the police station.
______________
Also, what the hell is this?
Thylonius' cheeks instantly became blushed with embarrassment.
"Uhmm.. uuhhh.. uuhmmm.... thank you, kind lady."
Thylonius is slightly overwhelmed by the number of people in the room with him. I wonder if that cop would let me shoot his gun? Thylonius thought.
"Brace yourselves, comrades! There are enemies afoot!" Thylonius raises his sword to eye level, ready for combat.
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The message hit Thylonius like a bag of very hard spherical objects.
"Wooooow! Like zombies?! That limping guy's a zombie? Luckily, I know of the exact procedure in which to kill a zombie. Hmm... this chef's knife will be sufficient."
Thylonius picks up the knife from the counter and makes his way out the door. Something catches his eye as he awkwardly stumbles outside.
"Oh, it's a package for me. Gasp! It's the sword! The sword of Azeroth!"
The box is ripped open in a matter of seconds. He takes his prize in hand and triumphantly power walks toward the zombie. He swings the katana, aiming for the blighted's neck.
"Hiii-yaa!" A crunchy noise is heard. "Uh-oh." The sword is halfway between the right side of it's neck and the left side, covering it's trachea. He kicks the zombie away and off the sword with his large boot and finishes it off with an overhead slash. "Hii-yaaaaaa!"
"Phew! That was awesome! I guess I'd better head to the police station, mom can meet me there. She was acting weird."
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(Also, Scyber, whenever you post, you should include a time of day (morning, noon, night etc.) and date, also an xx number of days since zombie outbreak. It'll add to the vibe of a zombie survival. :D)
Thylonius rises from his computer chair.
"Holy ka-moley, mom! Why are your eyes so white? I think you've been watching too much news."
Only moans are heard from the boy's undead mother. She slowly stumbles towards him.
"Jeez, mom. No manners today. Well I'll just go get myself some Cheez-its."
As Thylonius makes his way past what used to be his mother, the blighted one turns and makes a sudden lunge in his direction and slips on a plastic lightsaber hilt. Completely unaware of the condition of his zombie mother, the boy slams the door behind him, latching the door's lock, and sets off up the dreaded stairs of misfortune, on a quest to find the Cheez-its of destiny.
As Thylonius is happily munching on his quest reward, he notices a limping figure across the yard on the sidewalk. He wonders if it's injured and takes a look out the window.
"Ah-hah! Take that, Faragrim, son of Varathorn! Taste the steel of my blade!"
Thylonius begins to cheer on himself as he is clicking mercilessly, intent on gaining a win over his foes. A crashing noise is heard from above the basement ceiling. Thylonius is oblivious to what's going on.
"MOOO-OOOM! Bring me some Cheeze-its!"