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O_S
06/16/2007 7:47 PM

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Zela City Boarding High School was located about a mile east of the actual city, in a suburban environment that could qualify as borderline disturbing. Every lawn was mowed short and clean, every house was a white, two-story masterpiece with large front and back yards, and blue shutters on every window, and perfectly grown maple trees lining the short, white picket fences that bordered each lot.

The school itself was made of gray brick, and had large, open courtyards at each end of the campus. Although it was so close to the city, the high school was a boarding school for kids who got scholarships, had rich parents, and even those who were judged delinquents and sentenced to however many months or years at the school, taking classes and doing community services.

The school's cafeteria was at the south end of the east-most building, the Main Building, as it was called by the Administration. The rooms above the cafeteria were the students' rooms, and every other room in the building was an office for the faculty.

The west-most building had the science and math classes, while the north-most building had the history and English classes, and the south-most building had the Athletics and PE departments, gyms, and conditioning rooms.

The center building was a recreational center, with a public ice skating rink and basket ball court. In that building there was also a huge game room with a pool table and three different pinball machines, two of which were broken. The second story of the Rec. Building was home to the computer systems that monitored the water and electricity in the school. It also dealt with Air Conditioning and Regulatory needs, the School Bell, which told students class was starting, and of coarse all of the students schedules.

It was here, on a strangely dark Tuesday morning that the seemingly serene world of Zela City came to an end...

Day 1: Infection

The sky was dark, and a thick fog surrounded the school. None of the students could see the neighboring houses or the skyline of the city, but no one really cared too much. It was just something weird to talk about.

A man no one had ever seen before was walking into the Main Building, wearing a black jacket and black pants, a white shirt, and thin purple glasses. He had short brown hair, and pale skin. He went straight to the Main Office and asked for the principal.

"I'm here to fix the water problems you've been having," the man said.

Across the campus, a bunch of students were being punished by old Mr. Jeckle. He was yelling at the students for writing "Mr. Jeckle and Dr. Hyde" all over his class room walls, even though none of the students had anything to do with the vandalism.

"Now see here, you little shits!" the old man bellowed angrily. "I come down here every day to give you the best education I possibly can so that you can go out in the real world and get a decent job, but you little bastards do this to me! I don't have to tolerate this, and you little ass wholes will spend the entire day cleaning my class room!"

The students were in Mr. Jeckle's second period class, his first class of the day, and so they were blamed for the vandalism sense they were in the room before he got to it. Mr. Jeckle doesn't listen to anyone unless they can fire him from his job, so the students had no chance to defend themselves.

"Now, get to work! If your other teachers don't like it, they can all go to hell!" he added as one of the students, Deacon Milson murmured something about his other classes.

Deacon looked at the other students; he knew them all, but wasn't friends with any of them. There was Calvin Rose next to him, and beyond Calvin stood James Wright. Behind them stood Oliver Gray, Jack Young, and Chris Jensen. And standing at the back of the class was the only girl in the class, Ella Cain.

Mr. Jeckle left the class with angry words and melevolant stares to sit on the bench in the hall and wait. The students began cleaning. They had only been at it for a few minutes when Deacon moved to the door, and closed it, pretending to wipe the "Hyde" off the bottom of it.

"Alright, guys, he can't see you now. Take a rest."

(OOC: The Infection is spreading already. No Zombies will be present until I say so. For now, we will talk. Don't worry though, it won't be too long...)

[Edited by O_S on Sunday, June 17, 2007 9:27 AM]

xXRathXx
06/17/2007 10:57 AM


"Now see here, you little shits!" the old man bellowed angrily. "I come down here every day to give you the best education I possibly can so that you can go out in the real world and get a decent job, but you little bastards do this to me! I don't have to tolerate this, and you little ass wholes will spend the entire day cleaning my class room!"

"Blow it out your shit fountain Jeckle. I didn't do any of this crap." Oliver murmured to himself, loud enough for the others to hear but just out of earshot of Jeckle. He didn't need another detention. Jeckle left and Oliver just stood there, arms folded against the wall.

Everybody else was cleaning while he was spinning the wheels of his board with his foot. It lay on it's griptape with it's trucks facing up, showing the almost unthrashed decoration. A custom made Element board, he had done his best to keep the paint on. It seemed almost impossible since he did so much skating.

He looked around the room and saw a kid named Deacon move towards the door and shut it, trying to look like he was cleaning it. He turned to look at everyone who had barely noticed him go over there. Outside sat Jeckle, he was reading some magazine so Ollie couldn't see his face but he knew Jeckle was wearing a smile. He hated that guy with a real passion.


"Alright, guys, he can't see you now. Take a rest."

"I ain't cleaning any of this shit anyways, I didn't write it. I bet the old man put this crap here himself so he could blame it on us and get his kicks. That guy's had it out for me since day one." Oliver said.

Deliria
06/17/2007 11:52 AM


"Now see here, you little shits!" the old man bellowed angrily. "I come down here every day to give you the best education I possibly can so that you can go out in the real world and get a decent job, but you little bastards do this to me! I don't have to tolerate this, and you little ass wholes will spend the entire day cleaning my class room!"


Ella kept her mouth shut. She hated Jeckle. He was failing her, he was the reason she was off the soccer team, and she was pretty sure he was going to be the reason for another school shooting. The last thing she wanted to do was spend her whole day cleaning up something she hadn't done, but Jeckle wasn't going to let anyone out. He made that clear when Deacon said something about other classes. She looked around at her classmates. [i] No wonder everyone on campus thinks I'm going to jail. I'm in class with a group of juvenile delinquents![/i]



"I ain't cleaning any of this shit anyways, I didn't write it. I bet the old man put this crap here himself so he could blame it on us and get his kicks. That guy's had it out for me since day one." Oliver said.


"Why would you clean, Oliver? Why would you do anything except play with that stupid chunk of wood on wheels?" Ella tossed the towel she'd been using to clean in the trash and sat down at a desk. She picked at her nails and stared at Oliver. There were days when she would have loved to make him eat that skateboard he'd loved so much, and right now, she was firmly convinced he was the reason they were cleaning.

Frustrated, she slammed her hand down on the desk top. "Dammit Oliver! Why don't you just walk out to Jeckle now and tell him you're the one who did this bullshit so the rest of us can go? I'm tired of you pissing that old bastard off and making the rest of us suffer for it!" Ella's pale complexion started to flush the louder she yelled. It wasn't even remotely fair that she should be forced to clean up after some neanderthal punk who thought it'd be funny to destroy Jeckle's classroom. She wasn't cleaning, and she wasn't happy.


[Edited by Deliria on Sunday, June 17, 2007 12:07 PM]

xXRathXx
06/17/2007 12:17 PM


"Why would you clean, Oliver? Why would you do anything except play with that stupid chunk of wood on wheels?" Ella tossed the towel she'd been using to clean in the trash and sat down at a desk.

"Least I don't wear miniskirts everyday and leave my legs wide open for all the male teachers to take a nice peek, fucking bitch." Oliver shouted across the room. He kicked the trucks of his board and it flipped to it's proper side. He hopped on and pushed over to Ella.

"Why are you such a god damn bitch anyways?" he whispered in her ear. A grim smile came across his pale face showing off his pearl white teeth and his abnormally long incisors that had earned him a nickname and reputation with a few people. "Ollie the Ipailer" they called him, after Vlad the Impailer, the famed first vampire. He had shortened it to Ollie of course, a name he used around his skate crew.

After a good chuckle at the odd look on her face he kicked his board up into his arms and walked back over to his corner of the room.

Darthwedge
06/17/2007 12:22 PM


"Now see here, you little shits!" the old man bellowed angrily. "I come down here every day to give you the best education I possibly can so that you can go out in the real world and get a decent job, but you little bastards do this to me! I don't have to tolerate this, and you little ass wholes will spend the entire day cleaning my class room!"



[i] Asshole[/i]

Jack hated Jeckle, he was a sarcastic unhelpful little bitch. Almost ever one hated him because it was impossible to get an A in that class. Jack was a senior so his time with Jeckle was almost done with.

[i] Thank god [/i]

Ella and Oliver were argueing about who should clean it up. Jack was scrubbing lightly at the chalkboard, not really paying attention at all. He was looking out the window at the thick fog, it was thick and impossible to see in at all.

[i] Weird, maybe its a sign [/i]

O_S
06/17/2007 12:22 PM

Deacon watched Ella and Oliver in dismay. He wasn't expecting this, and though about opening the door before their fight could escalate, but they backed off from each other, so Deacon just sat there, thinking about who could have really done this to Jeckle's class.

Deliria
06/17/2007 1:31 PM


"Least I don't wear miniskirts everyday and leave my legs wide open for all the male teachers to take a nice peek, fucking bitch." Oliver shouted across the room. He kicked the trucks of his board and it flipped to it's proper side. He hopped on and pushed over to Ella.


It took all her will power not reach out and slap him. "Fuck you Oliver. If I were acting like a whore, I'd be passing these classes, not failing them. Or did you forget that?" Watching him glide over to her, she mumbled, "I hope you fall."



"Why are you such a god damn bitch anyways?" he whispered in her ear. A grim smile came across his pale face showing off his pearl white teeth and his abnormally long incisors that had earned him a nickname and reputation with a few people. "Ollie the Ipailer" they called him, after Vlad the Impailer, the famed first vampire.


"I'm not a bitch, you just think so because you couldn't get me in bed if i was drunk, high, and paid to sleep with you ." she whispered back. He was grinning that loathesome grin. Ella hated that grin. She knew Oliver didn't give a damned about her, and he used that smile when they argued. More than anything as he turned his back to her, she wished he would trip, she just wished something would wipe that impish grin off his face.

O_S
06/17/2007 4:16 PM

Six minutes later the students were just sitting. All of them were quiet, but looking feircly at each other. Deacon sat in a secluded corner behind Jeckle's desk, while the rest were sitting around the walls or in desks.

An other minute passed before Deacon noticed a movement outside the window. He looked, but couldn't see through the thick fog more than a few feet.

Suddenly a scream could be heard from outside in the hall. Deacon leaped towards the door and opened it wide open...

"You little shit! What the fuck do you think you are doing, you insolent little bastard?!" Jeckle was staring down at a student Deacon knew as Damien. The boy was only 12, but he was sent to the school with his older brother, Michael, because of his intelligence. He never really fit in with anybody, and had no real friends. Jeckle was holding up a cell phone, sleak black, with a very obvious crack in the screen.

Damien whimpered in fear, and Jeckle raised his hand to slap the boy, but thought better of it, and yelled at him to get in the room with Deacon and the others. Damien did as he was told, and Jeckle watched as he entered the class, the students (who were by now watching the whole event) stepping back for him.

"Get to work!" Jeckle snapped, and Deacon shut the door quickly so [i]no one could talk back to the old man...[/i]

(ooc: Sorry if this seemed to much of a control thing, but I needed Damien in here. He is another NPC, and vital to the story...oh, and btw, the Zombies will come soon. Just a little longer...)

raikoh
06/17/2007 6:17 PM

chris was tired of everone with all the yelling going around. it was bad enough he had to clean the vandals' work but to listen to that crap? that was beyond enough. he saw earlier deacon looking out the window. Chris thought he was the only one who was seeing the shadows going past the window. he was distracted by Jeckle yelling at the kid but now he was going to ask deacon about what he saw.

" hey deac. you seeing the shadows to?" he said," I swear i've been seeing them pass by every ten minutes. one of them even stood out there for a few minutes. never moved till i heard Mrs. Evens say something to him. you know Mrs. Evens the geometry teacher. i think some freaks stalking us. mabe one of those child pervs you hear on the news."

just then he saw another pass the window again.

" See what did i tell you. they keep passing by. its like they're watching us."
Chris started looking through his bagpack. he pulled out his cellphone and punched in 911.
" i'm gonna report this the next time i see someone pass the window."

Deliria
06/17/2007 6:30 PM


" See what did i tell you. they keep passing by. its like they're watching us."
Chris started looking through his bagpack. he pulled out his cellphone and punched in 911.
" i'm gonna report this the next time i see someone pass the window."


Ella rolled her eyes. "Dude, Chris, seriously. You really think the cops give a shit about us? Where at school, during the school day! Don't waste your cell minutes. Besides, people pass by the windows all the time. They won't send anyone out here." She inspected her nails and then asked, "Deacon, where'd Jeckle go? He's not coming back, is he?"She put her head down so she wouldn't have to stare at the rest of the group anymore. "Oh and Oliver," her voice was muffled, "don't try anything. I'll strangle you."

xXRathXx
06/17/2007 7:08 PM

(Why does this feel like The Breakfast Club? Oliver is totally John Bender!)

Oliver stalked back over to her and sat on her desk when she opened her mouth to speak again."Fuck you Oliver. If I were acting like a whore, I'd be passing these classes, not failing them. Or did you forget that?"
"Bitch, you wouldn't pass even if you let them finger you." he shouted.


"I'm not a bitch, you just think so because you couldn't get me in bed if i was drunk, high, and paid to sleep with you ." she whispered back.

Oliver laughed hard at this. "Yeah cause I really want to stick it in you. I don't need all those STDs. I want to live to see my eighteenth birthday." he laughed. He slid off the desk and onto his knees on the floor. He was eye level with her, staring at her with his light blue eyes hidden behind his shaggy black bangs.

She murmered something to the rest of the crowd which Oliver mimicked by moving his lips and twirling his hair. She laid her head down on the desk and glanced up slightly,
"Oh and Oliver," her voice was muffled, "don't try anything. I'll strangle you."

Oliver held his pointer finger and his middle finger up to his mouth he spread them apart and stuck his tongue inbetween, "You know you want it." he whispered.

O_S
06/17/2007 7:20 PM

Ignoring both Ella and Chris, Deacon was consoling Damien. The boy was upset, but he didn't say anything.

"Hey, what exactly happened, Damien?" Deacon asked the boy.

Damien looked up at Deacon and whispered, "Mr. Jeckle was trying to call someone, and I told him it was against the rules to use a cell phone in school. He yelled at me, and swung his arm, so I tried to block him, and he dropped his phone. It slid behind me, and I stepped back because I thought he was gonna try and hit me again. I accidentally stepped on the phone, and it broke..." Damien asked Deacon if Mr. Jeckle was going to get him expelled, but Deacon couldn't give an honest answer.

So they sat in silence together in Deacon's corner. A few minutes passed before Mr. Jeckle came back.

He entered the room quickly, turned and shut the door. There was blood on his hands.

(OOC: Oh, the suspense. I bet you can't wait until the Zombies actually strike!)

Before anyone could say anything the old man looked at the students, not in anger, but fear.

"What's wrong?" Deacon asked, getting up to help Mr. Jeckle.

The man just stood there, shaking. Then someone began pounding on the door from the other side. Mr. Jeckle fell towards the students, and the door knob turned. As it opened the students saw a young girl they knew. Her name was Shelly.

Shelly's hair was messed up, more so than usual, Deacon noticed, and her eyes floated around the room, looking at everything, but not focusing on anything in particular, until she saw Mr. Jeckle's hands. Shelly launched at the man, and before anyone could tell what was happening, old, mean, Mr. Jeckle's hands were torn free of his arms. The girl immediately began chewing on them. She ignored the rest of the students, who by now were all standing up.

Shigetomo
06/17/2007 7:24 PM

James had enough of the arguing,

"Will you leave her alone?, she doesnt deserve that kind of treatment from a dork who's only talent is riding a plank on wheels"

Then he went back to his scrubbing, not really caring what their reactions would be and he really didnt even care about the scream in the hallway either. He didnt know who had written this shit on the wall but he just wanted to get it off so he could finish his lousy day at school,

"As if life weren't bad enough, now we got to clean up this shit"

James always had it in for people who mistreated girls, though he never had any luck with them he was just the kind of guy who would stick up for them. He sprayed more of the cleanser on the wall and rubbed his paper towel over the words trying desperately to erase them.

raikoh
06/17/2007 7:29 PM

" jesus shit" yelled chris as he accidentally hit the send button on his cell phone. he got up and started to walk towards shelly " what are you doing! shouldn't you be in Mrs. Evens room anyways? what the hell.... " just then shelly looked up at chris and lunged at him. chris based on instinct and his training from korean karate kicked her straight gut and sent her reeling back. " stop this shelly for god's sake."

Deliria
06/17/2007 7:53 PM


Oliver laughed hard at this. "Yeah cause I really want to stick it in you. I don't need all those STDs. I want to live to see my eighteenth birthday." he laughed. He slid off the desk and onto his knees on the floor. He was eye level with her, staring at her with his light blue eyes hidden behind his shaggy black bangs.


"You're so fucking repulsive." She hissed. He was good at getting under her skin. Oliver was an asshole, and the only kid in the class she ever spoke to. Even so, it was never on friendly terms.



Oliver held his pointer finger and his middle finger up to his mouth he spread them apart and stuck his tongue inbetween, "You know you want it." he whispered.


"Don't flatter yourself, Ollie. You only wish I did." She whispered back, her eyes flashing. "If you weren't such an ass, maybe your blow-up doll would let you get to first base. Then you wouldn't be so sexually frustrated."



James had enough of the arguing,

"Will you leave her alone?, she doesnt deserve that kind of treatment from a dork who's only talent is riding a plank on wheels"


"Oh, my hero!" Ella sighed and pretended to fall from her desk in a very dramatic swoon. She nearly landed her head in Oliver's lap, and knowing that would evoke another comment about her being a whore, she immediately pulled herself back into the upright position. "Thanks James." she said, and flashed him a smile of gratitude.

Just the, Mr. Jeckle burst in, completely distraught and covered in blood. Disgust etched its way across her face and Ella's stomach churned.


The man just stood there, shaking. Then someone began pounding on the door from the other side. Mr. Jeckle fell towards the students, and the door knob turned. As it opened the students saw a young girl they knew. Her name was Shelly.

Shelly's hair was messed up, more so than usual, Deacon noticed, and her eyes floated around the room, looking at everything, but not focusing on anything in particular, until she saw Mr. Jeckle's hands. Shelly launched at the man, and before anyone could tell what was happening, old, mean, Mr. Jeckle's hands were torn free of his arms. The girl immediately began chewing on them. She ignored the rest of the students, who by now were all standing up.


"What the fuck is her problem?! She just fucking ate him!!!" Ella scrambled out of her seat and tried to hide herself. She watched Chris move towards Shelly and kick her. "Everyone in this fucking school is fucking crazy!" Ella's face paled as she watched Shelly drift backwards.

xXRathXx
06/17/2007 7:57 PM

A kid behind him perked up and Oliver turned around to look him over,

"Will you leave her alone?, she doesnt deserve that kind of treatment from a dork who's only talent is riding a plank on wheels"

"How bout I take this 'plank on wheels' and shove the trucks through your fuckin skull? I also have a talent for beating the fuck out of no-name punks like yourself" he shouted. He stood up and walked over to the kid. He shoved him into a nearby shelf and spoke, "Why don't you keep the hell out of it? It might save your life." He said. He backed up and grabbed the boy's collar. He was about to slug him when Jeckle entered the room.

Shigetomo
06/17/2007 8:03 PM

James narrowed his eyes, he wasnt afraid of being beat up. It had happened too many times in the past for him to fear it, and he wasnt about to back down either, if Oliver wanted a fight it would be a fight he would get. But then Jeckle entered the room and James left eye contact with Oliver and he stared wide eyed at the girl named Shelly eating Mr. Jeckles hands. In an effort to free himself seeing as Oliver was also distracted he kneed him in the gut and took his hand off of him.

"I dont have the time nor patience required to deal with you, right now I think we have a bigger problem"

He turned and watched as another boy kicked Sgelly away from him.

raikoh
06/17/2007 8:42 PM

" shelly whats going on? what are you doing?" chris said as shelly lunged at him again. this time he reacted to slow and couldn't kick her again so he held he back at her throat.
he finally got a good look at her and noticed something strange. part of her skin was ripped right off her neck. and her eyes had a strange fog over them. it was like he saw all this before. as if it was a horror....

" holy shit!" he said as he saw this. he could hardly believe he could be looking at a zombie. shelly started to try to bite him in the arm but he braced her mouth so she couldn't " shelly stop this now." she didn't respond and kept trying to bite him. he tossed her to the side and she struck her head on the side of the desk. she stopped and didn't get up.

" this isn't good you guys. i think we should call the cops." he got back to his cell phone and noticed it was on the line with 911. a message was being played.

"we're sorry all lines are busy. please leave a message with your emergency and your location."

" this isn't good." chris said. suddenly he heard a few screams down the hall.

O_S
06/18/2007 6:53 AM

(OOC: Damn it, all of you. I am a little confused by what is going on...so two or three of you are still fighting each other while one of you is actually doing something about Shelly, although, raikoh, please don't take control of the Zombies or events. Most NPCs and ALL Zombies are in my control. The reason why I stress this is because these damned creatures only go after one target. When they get their target, they feed on the parts they like best, and don't move for ANY REASON until they finished. I like to make this something people find out in the RP, but apparently it was a mistake not to tell you all. Now, I am about to take all of the characters to an other room. Nothing happens on the way there. You are all trying to protect yourselves. I don't care what you say when we are inside, but I suggest someone comes up with a plan...)

Shelly was still eating Jeckle's hands. The students ran past her out of panic, and fled to a nearby room that seemed to be abandoned. They closed and locked the door, then some of the guys moved a desk in front of it.

"So...what do we do now?" Damien asked, shaking, tears flowing from his eyes.

xXRathXx
06/18/2007 8:23 AM

Oliver finally let go of the kid, but not before slamming him into the metal bookshelf, and noticed the girl eating Jeckle. He stepped a bit closer to get a better look. "Fucker deserved what he got." Oliver laughed. The kid standing behind him named Damien spoke up,"So...what do we do now?" Damien asked, shaking, tears flowing from his eyes.

"We get the fuck out of here. Who knows if she's not the only one that's snapped. After all todays been some pretty weird shit. That fog, Chris seeing shit passing the windows." he said. With that being said he rushed towards the door and slammed his board into Shelly's head on his way out. He dropped his board and started to move slowly down the hall, not caring if anybody else followed.

Deliria
06/18/2007 3:33 PM

Ella couldn't move, couldn't breathe, couldn't think. It was horrific. Granted, she hated Jeckle, but no one should be subjected to that. And Shelly, what happened to her? There was no way she could just turn cannibalistic like that. Shock became fear, and Ella hysterically began to cry. She stood there, sobbing uncontrollably and watched Oliver lead the way out of the room.

"I'm not fucking staying here." she whimpered to herself, not caring if anyone heard her or not. Shelly had been normal, and a few minutes ago, Jeckle had been screaming at them. Something was wrong. "Oliver, wait up!"

O_S
06/18/2007 4:59 PM

(OOC: Prepare to die! I mean, I don't like where this is heading. I am about to make things really tense. My next post may be the one calling some of you to your deaths. Good luck. Oh, and I suggest you close the door...)

They were all in the new room. Damien was crying.

Deacon went to the door. He opened it, and peered outside. Before he could think, he let the door slide all the way open, revealing a massive amount of students and teachers and random faculty standing idly in the hall in both directions. They didn't really move, but swayed. One little boy was running on top of the rest. He lunged forward and grasped at a mouse that had been running through the crowd. He finally got it, and began to tear at the mouse's little ears. He laughed a sick and disfigured laugh as he pulled the mouse's legs apart until it ripped in half. Then became idle like the rest.

(If you don't close it quick the Zombies will enter the room, and you will all die. There is one window. Beyond it there are endless Zombies. Beyond them, even more. There are no closets, but you happen to be in a class used for storing some PE equipment. There is ONE metal bat, ONE pair of skates (roller blades), ONE soccer ball, ONE set of football pads, ONE volley ball net, and TWO pairs of boxing gloves. I can already promise that only one will help you survive. Who ever gets it will be the only surviver, but only if they use it right. Enjoy. MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-cough-HAHA)

raikoh
06/18/2007 7:40 PM

Chris ran up and slammed the door shut.
" you idiot close the friggin door."
after that he locked the door but started to hear the people on the other side beating at it. Chris started looking around the room he saw a metal bat but that wouldn't do to much good for all of them. he looked around the room some more and got a plan together. " hey you guys i got a plan." Chris said. he took the net and put it so it helped block the door. since the door was a push door from their side it would hopefully help keep the others at bay if they get through the door. he picked up the bat and broke the window. he looked outside and didn't see to many people around. they could easily make it out now. " everyone get through the window NOW." Chris yelled hopefully getting their attetion and getting them out. he took the pads and put them on. hopeing that it'll help him not get hurt in case they got in before everyone got out.


( OH SNAP hows that work out for you. i still got the bat. got the pads on. broke the window for everyone to get out. and set the net so the zombies are slowed down trying to get in. thats what brains do.)

xXRathXx
06/18/2007 8:10 PM


If you don't close it quick the Zombies will enter the room, and you will all die. There is one window. Beyond it there are endless Zombies. Beyond them, even more.

(OH SNAP! You're a dumbass. That's what reading does for you. There wasn't even a net in the room.)



[Edited by xXRathXx on Monday, June 18, 2007 8:12 PM]

Deliria
06/18/2007 8:15 PM

(And what are you gonna do about the zombies outside...or did you forget them?)

"Chris, what are you thinking? They're outside too!" Ella obviously freaked out, walked up and cracked Chris upside his head. "I know we can't stay in here forever, but at least we could have hidden 'til we had a better plan! Think! There has to be somewhere we can hide so they can't find us." Ella grabbed the soccer ball. "You guys, grab everything that's in here. I have an idea."

(ooc: Just an idea guys- If each character grabs an item that would be most suited to his or her strengths, we might have a better chance of survival.)

raikoh
06/18/2007 8:31 PM

)first off

ONE volley ball net

yes there was a net dumbass
and second

Chris ran up and slammed the door shut.

its shut there was a net and the window is broke. there.)

chris looked around the room. there was no other place to hide. the air conditioning vent was to small for anyone to get through. he took off the pads and put them on the floor.
"ok everyone get something there are a few outside but if we run we can get out and make our way to a less populated side of the building and plan from there. he looked back out and saw that none of the people outside had noticed them yet.
" hurry we can make it. They havn't seen us yet. if everyone takes something but the net we should be ok. lets go. unless you want me to go out first." Chris said holding the bat.

[Edited by raikoh on Monday, June 18, 2007 8:34 PM]

O_S
06/18/2007 8:34 PM

(OOC: raikoh, by saying the zombies are banging on the door, you are controlling them. The point is, they didn't realize you were there. Otherwise you'd already be dead. One more slip up and the boy that was chasing the rat will have a hand in your death...)

Deacon looked out the window for himself and saw endless crowds of Zombies. He looked at Chris, then at Ella and Oliver.

"What is this plan?" Deacon asked.

Damien just sat in the corner, rocking in fear with his arms around his knees.

Deliria
06/18/2007 8:51 PM

"We're gonna run for it dumbshit! What the fuck do you think we're gonna do? Apparently everyone's become a cannibalistic psychopath, and I'm not becoming someone's lunch. Since Chris brilliantly broke the damned window, we have no choice." Ella looked outside, watching the swarm. "If they realize we're here, there's no way we can get out. There's too many of them. We won't make it if we don't find sanctuary now. If we're gonna move, now's our chance." She bounced the soccer ball off her knee. "Otherwise, some of you guys are going to die as virgins."

xXRathXx
06/18/2007 9:08 PM


the air conditioning vent was to small for anyone to get through.

(An air conditioning vent? Who said you get to make it small? That could be the only smart way out of here. X_X)

Ollie stood against the wall of the room watching Chris go about his poorly thought plan. Chris placed a net on the door which clearly swung towards the inside and so the net would most likely fall off. He also thought about how strong these things were. Shelly was just a little girl and yet she had taken down an aged man like Jeckle. He had a reputation for smacking disrespectful students with full force. and leaving huge bruses. These things would get through the net easily.

Then he grabbed a baseball bat and put on some pads, he obviously thought he would be protected by the pads. He smashed the window through which many of these cannibals could be seen stalking the yards. "Dammit Chris, what the hell are you thinking!?" he whispered in anger. He muttered curses under his breath while pushing his bangs back to reveal his sky blue eyes.

He stumbled over to Ella, an empty look on his face. "Well, with that idiot doing most of the planning do you think we're all gonna die here Ella?" he murmered. He gripped the trucks of his board tightly and held his board out at arms length like it was some sort of blade attached to his arm. "If we are all just gonna die here then I wanna die like I lived. Fists flying and wheels rollin." he muttered.

raikoh
06/18/2007 9:11 PM

"what your saying i didn't already get some?" chris said. " well i'm sure your still a virgin to with your additude. so lets see. could we make it to the back where the chemestry room is? since its attached to other rooms we could barricade there and if one room is overrun we still have the other two rooms. what do you think?"

he looked outside and saw the people still outside. they still didn't seem to notice the broken window nor that people were inside it.

Deliria
06/18/2007 9:23 PM


He stumbled over to Ella, an empty look on his face. "Well, with that idiot doing most of the planning do you think we're all gonna die here Ella?" he murmered. He gripped the trucks of his board tightly and held his board out at arms length like it was some sort of blade attached to his arm. "If we are all just gonna die here then I wanna die like I lived. Fists flying and wheels rollin." he muttered.


"I'm not ready to die, Ollie. None of us are." She whispered to him in response as she choked back the tears that threatened her when the seriousness of the situation set in.



"what your saying i didn't already get some?" chris said. " well i'm sure your still a virgin to with your additude. so lets see. could we make it to the back where the chemestry room is? since its attached to other rooms we could barricade there and if one room is overrun we still have the other two rooms. what do you think?"


Ella's spitefulness was getting the best of her. "Name one girl in this room that'd screw you before you'd die, Chris. Oh wait, that's right, I'm the only girl in here. And unless you're a necrophiliac, I'm not fucking you as long as I can breathe." She sighed and turned her attentions back to Oliver. "It might not be a bad idea to go back through those other rooms. I'm not exactly eager to go running through hoards of those things, especially with Damien. He won't be able to run as fast as we can. What do you think?"

raikoh
06/18/2007 9:29 PM

"i could pick him up. it might weigh me down some but i should be able to keep up with you guys. so to the science rooms or should we try to go out for help? or better yet. find some other kind of room to enter and hide in. but we should get out of here through the window since those people have some distance between us and them."

O_S
06/19/2007 12:52 PM

In the room there were various sports balls and athletic wear. There was a bag of flags for a game of flag football, and pointy ended poles. There were weights in one corner, underneath a dirty window.

Deacon opened the door, and peered outside. Shelly was gone, and Jeckle was laying lifeless on the ground. Deacon moved slowly out of the room.

"I think she's gone...We should go try to find help." Deacon said, looking at the others.

(OOC: You don't know how many Zombies there are, or what they are. All you know is one little girl attacked a much hated teacher. That Teacher is dead, and the girl is missing...)

Deliria
06/19/2007 4:41 PM

"Are you serious, Deacon? Shelly just ate Jeckle's hands, and she's no where to be found. You want to leave?" Ella was shaking, and panic took hold. "Since when did Shelly turn into a damned cannibal?"

Despite her instincts to stay in the room, she looked at the others, and then back at Deacon. "I'm not leaving unarmed." She grabbed a pole with a point on it and slammed it on the floor like she'd been trying to stab it through the tile. Her gaze fell on Oliver. "You coming?"

raikoh
06/19/2007 6:50 PM

chris took one of the poles to. he didn't want to leave unarmed since he didn't want to end up like mister jeckle.
" hey if we're leaving where are we gonna go. besides that we don't know who many other kids are in on this plot. i mean seriously this is like another one of those school attacks you here of, with all the shootings and stuff like that. mabe we should head to the office and get help from the faculty there. if we must i'll leave but only with some weapon like these poles."
chris looked out of the windows to see if there was anyone outside that could help. mabe one of the people whose shadows passed by the windows. but he couldn't see anyone nearby.

" so what are we gonna do?"

O_S
06/20/2007 9:11 AM

Deacon thought for a second and looked at the other students.

"We need to go to the Main Office. Officer Omar will be able to help us. And he has a gun."

Although parents didn't want an officer with a gun at the school, the Administration allowed there to be one, only because of a shooting that occurred back in the early nineties. Officer Omar was nice to the students, but he was also overly alert and suspicious of everyone. Many students found themselves in detention because of his suspicions, whether he was right or wrong.

Deliria
06/20/2007 2:38 PM

Yes! It was perfect! Why hadn't she thought of Officer Omar before? "Good thinking, Deacon. But there's just one flaw in that plan that I can't shake. Where is Omar? Why wouldn't he have saved Jeckle? And has he found Shelly? Because if she's in the office, I'm not staying with her. She actually ate his hands!" Ella looked at her own hands, admiring the black and pink manicure. She needed her hands for her hair, her make-up, and...[i]other things[/i]. So excited that someone had actually been smart, Ella ran up and hugged Deacon. "Let's get us the fuck out of here."

xXRathXx
06/20/2007 6:47 PM


"We need to go to the Main Office. Officer Omar will be able to help us. And he has a gun."

"Sure Omar has a gun, but what if he's not willing to use it? He has a bond with the students around here, I doubt he'd be able to shoot them. And what if they paid Omar off? They could've handed him a wad of cash to stay out of their way, or to help them carry out their sick little plan! Oma-" Oliver's last sentence was cut short. His arms dropped to his sides. His pupils became large and dialated. He fell backwards and hit a wall. He slumped down on the wall and stopped moving. His eyes were wide open and shaking, his pupils darted around the room wildly.

He was having one of his blackouts. It was like he was stuck inside himself. He wanted to move and wanted to speak to let them know that he was still there but all he could do was look around the room. It would clear up in a minute or two but that was too long for him. Being imprisoned in your own body was pretty shocking, literally shocking. Ollie turned pale and beads of sweat could be seen trickling down his face. Anyone with even basic medical knowledge could tell he was going into shock.

While Ollie was out he knew he only had one thing to keep him occupied. Thoughts. He thought about why he didn't trust Omar and it brought him back to the whole reason he was in this state. He didn't trust any officer of the law. Even if they were employed by the school. They were the reason he blacked out so frequently. Sure it wasn't Omar's fault exactly but he never liked cops, security officers, or even sherrifs.

Then his thoughts switched up a bit. His eyes moved from Ella, to Deacon, to Damien, to Chris, and then they moved back to Ella and continued on in that order. What would they do now that he had blacked out and was going into shock? Would they just desert him? They didn't owe him anything. They could just leave him here for the rest of the attackers to get him. Did any of them have the medical knowledge to understand what was going on and hopefully help him out of the shock? None of them could do anything about his blackout without the proper medication. He was alone and his mind was twisted by all the thoughts.

Deliria
06/20/2007 7:31 PM


"Sure Omar has a gun, but what if he's not willing to use it? He has a bond with the students around here, I doubt he'd be able to shoot them. And what if they paid Omar off? They could've handed him a wad of cash to stay out of their way, or to help them carry out their sick little plan! Oma-" Oliver's last sentence was cut short. His arms dropped to his sides. His pupils became large and dialated. He fell backwards and hit a wall. He slumped down on the wall and stopped moving. His eyes were wide open and shaking, his pupils darted around the room wildly.


"Ollie!" Ella screamed as she watched him hit the floor. "Why the fuck do you have to spaz out now!?" She leapt over to him and grabbed a towel. Crouching down on her knees, she knealt over top if him and tucked the towel under his head. "We can't leave him here! Someone has to go get help!" She looked at his face, and his eyes sent chills up her spine. She'd seen enough ER to know that he needed medical help and fast. "There has to be something we can use in the nurse's office for him!"

raikoh
06/20/2007 7:45 PM

Chris looked in shock as Ollie suddenly fell to the floor. He looked like he was blacking out or something of the like.
" Hey you guys whats up with ollie?" chris said. He had no real knowledge on what to do with situations like this but he knew Ollie wasn't going any where anytime soon.
" Shit you guys go get help. i'll stay with Ollie. we'll need someone to keep shelly or anyone else going crazy around here from getting to Ollie till we can get him back up. i'll stay. you guys get officer Omar. or someone who can help."

Deliria
06/20/2007 8:06 PM

Ella looked at Chris. "If you let anything touch him, you'll be wishing Shelly came back." Her eyes were cold, and she was serious. If someone touched Oliver in any way other than beneficial, she'd make sure they'd meet their demise. Rising from Oliver's side, but never diverting her gaze, she wished she could stay there and watch over him. "Deacon, you and I will go. First things first, we need to get Oliver back to normal. Damien can stay here with Chris. We'll call for help in the nurse's office, after we find something to help him."

raikoh
06/20/2007 8:24 PM


"If you let anything touch him, you'll be wishing Shelly came back."


"geez put it alittle more cold why dont you?" chris said.

"Deacon, you and I will go. First things first, we need to get Oliver back to normal. Damien can stay here with Chris. We'll call for help in the nurse's office, after we find something to help him."


"ok. go now. before someone tries getting in."
he looked around the room to find something to bar the door with when they were gone. he saw the weights but didn't think that would completely help. but it was worth a shot.

"i think i'll try to bar the door with those weights to slow them down."

Deliria
06/20/2007 8:49 PM

Ella darted out the door and shot down the hallway, still weilding her flag pole, not caring if Deacon came with her. It seemed to take forever to get to the nurse's office. Upon her arrival, Ella saw no one in the room, so she dove over to the file cabinets. Every student that had ever been to the nurse had a report on them. Naturally, these files were strictly confidential, but were never locked. Finally finding what she was looking for, she saw that Oliver indeed needed a special medication that the school kept a perscription of.

She through the file down on the counter and dashed over to a medicine cabinet with a glass front. Ella realized this was locked and she bashed it with her flag pole. [i]I'll regret that later.[/i] She searched through bottles of liquids and pills until she discovered a bottle of perscription pain killers she'd taken when she screwed her knee up during practice. The nurse had forced her off the morphene, saying she was addicted to it. [i] Yet another reason I can't play soccer...[/i] she thought. She pocketed the morphene and found Oliver's meds quickly. Grabbing his medical file, she ran out of the nurse's office, leaving it ransacked and littered with glass and bottles. It seemed to take her forever, but she reached the room Oliver laid in. Attempting to open the door, she failed and kicked it repeatedly. "Open this god damned door, Chris! Move your sorry ass before I break it down! I'm already going to be expelled for vandalising, breach of file confidentiality and destruction of the nurse's office! Don't make me add assualt to the list as well!"

raikoh
06/20/2007 9:18 PM

Chris heard Ella's yelling through the door. for a second he thought of leaving her out of there for her threats. but he decided that ollie needed whatever she found to much. he put the weights away and opened the door.

" hurry up get in. did you see anyone that could help?"

O_S
06/21/2007 7:03 AM

Deacon, who was half way down the hall when Ella was on her way back, entered the room.

"Apparently not, Chris." Deacon said. He grabbed one of the poles.

"Alright, Ella, take care of Ollie. Chris, you come with me. We're going to get Officer Omar."

Deacon grabbed Chris's arm and pulled him through the door, letting go only when Chris was in the hall.

Deacon walked on, assuming Chris was right behind him.

raikoh
06/21/2007 9:29 PM

" hey deac i think we should split up. officer omar might be on another side of the school. we can cover more ground and probaly find him sooner. just call me on my cell phone to reach me. you've got my number."
Chris said as he started to head down another hall. he noticed he never really heard any gunshots so it might not be a school shooting. but there was alot of room to cover so the shooting might not be here. he turned down another hall and didn't see or hear anyone. then suddenly.

" Chris. help. shelly just attack Mrs. evens. she started eating her then disappeared and Mrs. evens looks hurt very bad." it was Jennifer Johansen. a girl Chris normally sat with at lunch. " please you gotta help Chris," she kept saying. " I think we should go and get nurse."

" Jen. we've had a similar thing happen in Mr. Jeckles room. jeckles dead but ollie passed out or something and Ella tried to find the nurse to get him meds but no one was there. come with us we'll help you." Chris said as he decided to bring Jenifer back to the room they hid in.

Deliria
06/22/2007 4:59 PM

She grabbed Oliver's medications, and read the directions for administering it. Knowing she couldn't shove pills down his throat, she stomped on the pills to crush them and sprinkled the powder in his mouth. The spit would have to wash it down, there was no other hope. Ella actually started to cry as she stared at Ollie. A million thoughts ran through her head and she sat there next to his head, stroking his hair as if he were her pet cat. This was the closest she'd ever been to being affectionate about him. He'd always been so cocky and independent, and never needed anyone to care for him. But now he did. He needed her, whether he liked it or not. There was nothing she could do except sit there, staring at Oliver's blank expression, and cry.

xXRathXx
06/22/2007 5:19 PM

Ollie saw Ella come into the room carrying the familiar bottle. She crushed up the pills and forced it into his mouth. It took a second but the medication took effect and Ollie his pupils returned to normal and his face was no longer pale. He sat up and pushed Ella's hand off his head. "Don't fuck up the hair." he whispered. He stood up and grabbed his board like it was the only thing he needed right now.

Looking around, he saw all the others staring at him. He was acting like he wasn't comatose a minute ago. "What are you all staring at? Nevermind. What's the plan for surviving this little attack?" he said.

O_S
06/22/2007 6:57 PM

OOC: raikoh, you really need to stop that. I kind of tried pulling you with me so that I could introduce the next attack. I have a bit of work to do for a while, anyways, so I pass the riegns to Rath. I don't care where you take this, but do good or I will kick you. See ya'll later! P.S. You can all expect an other RP Idea to show up within the next few weeks, something hopefully better than this and the Seas of San Tosa. Peace!

Deacon walked on to find Officer Omar. He made his way through the courtyards and into the Main Building, and up some steps, through a short hall, and into the Main Office. But as he entered the tiny receptionist area of the office, Deacon was rammed down by a large mass. It began to feast on Deacon's face flesh. Then, as Deacon lay dead in a puddle of blood, his face demolished beyond repair, Officer Omar stood up from the body, and moved out through the office door. He began to walk towards the east exit of the building, soon followed by a young girl and a janitor, both with blood covered faces.

[Edited by O_S on Friday, June 22, 2007 7:02 PM]

Deliria
06/23/2007 6:43 AM

"You ungreatful bastard. I just saved your ass, and that's the thanks I get? If you took these like you were supposed to, you wouldn't have 'spazzed' the way you did!" she uttered, resent thick in her voice. A simple 'thanks' would have sufficed for all her efforts. She watched him snatch up the skateboard and found herself wishing he'd paid as much attention to her good samaritan efforts as he did to his board.

"Deacon and Chris went for help, so maybe we could stay here and wait it out 'til they come back. Or we could move out on our own. When I went to the nurse, there wasn't anyone anywhere. I even grabbed you medical file, Ollie. The nurse sure as hell wasn't around to help me." She leaned over and grabbed Oliver's medical file and dropped her morphene pills. She stooped down quickly and snatched them up before anyone could notice what type of pills she had. She shoved them back in her pocket and stared at Oliver. "Since you seem to think you're the only one who can make decent decisions around here with out fucking up, what are we going to do, oh great and fearless leader?"

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