Frosty
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Nothing is simple, somewhere in between you'll find SHADES of GREY
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Post by Frosty on Dec 19, 2006 13:08:40 GMT -5
A Cigarette in his mouth as his long hair drapped over his face. Frosty was in the parking lot Look at all the rather nice cars. When he found his dream one he traced his finger around it. "Don't be locked..." He opened the door. yes! "Now to check out whats under the hood." He popped the hood lifting it up and looking over the engine.
A smile krept over his lips, "Nice..." He closed the hood and walked into the drivers side and closed the door. checking the glove compartment he found an extra key to the car, he put the key in a turned it, listening to the engine pur. "Good thing its an Automatic..." He mumbled flipping on the CD player, just his luck it was rap. "BLEH!" He yelled taking the CD out and flingng it out the the window.
Reversing out of the parking lot and into the coutyard he rolled the window up. "Time to have some fun..." He flipped on the Radio to a rock station as a Drowning poll song came on, he reved the engine then took off, laughing maniaclly as he ran down zombie after zombie.
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Danica
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Post by Danica on Dec 20, 2006 18:07:36 GMT -5
Dani looks up, she was laying partially, resting on her elbows. She had a Black bikini decorated with pink hearts, the same with her bottem. She sat up from the blanket she'd laid out by the large pond and watched as the car hit zombies, music blared from her ear buds. The Heart of Darkness played shallowly outside of what she heard. The zombies wern't bothering her, but her eyes went wide as the car came at her, she lifted her head and was about to pounce to the side but at the last minute the car swerved and hit a zombie in front of her.
She emptied her lungs and annouced her whew sound. Dani stood and picked up her Cd Player she began to walk, the leather boots she wore clicked at the heel with each step she took, her static green eyes watched the car. Dani stopped at the lunch table, where her things were. She slipped into her baggy black cargo pants and wrapped the two belts around her waist, both of which had blades on the back just a little to the sides. She picked up her Tank Top but didn't put it on.
The Cd played fell into one of the large pockets on her pants as she proceeded to sit on the bench, she twisted her hair around so it fell at the top in the back. And thus, she continued to watch the car hit zombies as if playing Grand Theft Zombie.
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Frosty
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Nothing is simple, somewhere in between you'll find SHADES of GREY
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Post by Frosty on Dec 20, 2006 18:23:20 GMT -5
"hahahaha! This is so fun!!!" Frosty yelled out, his voice being drowned out as he did donut after donut and and even reversed several times of zombies Till he pinned a zombie the wall with his car accidentally, The horn wouldn't stop going off as the front end was smashed.
Frosty stumbled out the car as if he were drunk laughing his ass off as he climbed up on top of the car, pumping his arms into the air, he laughed. "WINNER!" he laughed hard enough that he fell on his ass as he hit the roof of the car. "ow..." He was knocked to his sences as he looked over towards the park bench. Acting like a complete idiot who was in the estasy of fun He waved his arms like a Maniac "HOLA!!!" he called out of towards the girl then fell on his back laughing his head off.
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Danica
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Post by Danica on Dec 20, 2006 18:29:23 GMT -5
"Buenos Tardes," she said mellowly, her eye brows were both raised even before he got out of the car, her left arm was positioned to rest on her knee her right arm went behind her, she reach for her knife, but she fell short of it, instead she grabbed the closest thing behind her. Her hand came front holding a lighter ontop of a pack of cigarettes, She looked down at them and held the pack up.
"Want one," she asked playing off that she was about to lunge at him moments before. The dead were scarece after his little rampage, but they still escaped from the doors that lead from the main part of the mall.
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Frosty
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Nothing is simple, somewhere in between you'll find SHADES of GREY
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Post by Frosty on Dec 20, 2006 18:55:06 GMT -5
He reached into the sun roof and pulled out a CD and looked at it. "Thats not what I want, Bleh! Rap!" He stuck out his tounge and flung it to the side as it nailed a zombie deep in the head, he looked over at the twitching corpse. "...Pwned..." He reached back in and pulled out his lighter and cigs. "No thanks Found mine." He said still siting on the roof of the car as he light one up and started to smoke it, he sighed, exhaling smoke and started to calm down. "Damn... Did I do all this?" He said looking around. "Pwned... P-w-n-e-d... Pwned..." Was all he could say.
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Danica
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Post by Danica on Dec 20, 2006 19:00:21 GMT -5
"You seem to be over exagerating a bit," she said putting a cigarette between her lips, she flicked the lighter open, no flame, then again, no flame. She tossed the metal lighter to the side and spit out the cigarette,"not my luck it seems," she took out the Ear Buds and switched off the Cd player in her pocket, at once the guitar solo stopped, she stood and stepped off the bench,"You sure you know what your doing? I mean that demonstation was less then exceptional."
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Frosty
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Nothing is simple, somewhere in between you'll find SHADES of GREY
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Post by Frosty on Dec 20, 2006 19:04:01 GMT -5
"Too be honest, I didn't even know I could drive even that well." He tossed her his lighter, "Keep it, I'm planning on quitting anyways." He said taking a drag off his cig then yawning. "Do you feel like giving your name or are you like everyone else in this mall that would rather kill you and take your shit just so they can live?" he asked, his tone rather low and calm, and deeper than how he was screaming and laughing and acting like a complete idiot.
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Danica
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Post by Danica on Dec 20, 2006 19:10:27 GMT -5
"Why would I do that? Do I look like a psycopath? I'm Danica," she said slightly grining, her eyes gave off a feint gleem as she did, the green seemed to brighten as her pupils went smaller. She wore a veriety of rings, two of which were identical on her thumbs, both swirrled around and met at the joint. Other then that she had one on her middle finger, it was white gold with a red ruby in the center.
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Frosty
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Nothing is simple, somewhere in between you'll find SHADES of GREY
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Post by Frosty on Dec 20, 2006 19:13:41 GMT -5
He chuckled a bit. "Names Frosty. Don't ask..." he responded to her as he felt an itch to pull out his pocket knife on her, he didn't know what was the matter but he deffinatly didn't trust her, couldn't really trust anyone now a days...
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Danica
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Post by Danica on Dec 20, 2006 19:17:22 GMT -5
"I wasn't planning to," she replied keeping her distance from him, but none the less still close enough. Dani looked over her shoulder, the zombies were coming,"Fun," she said turning around, her own 'untouchable' seemed to have gone down as the zombies noticed her, both of her hands went behind her back and she drew out two 14 inch hunting knives, both held backwards behind her back still.
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Frosty
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Post by Frosty on Dec 20, 2006 19:43:00 GMT -5
He jumped up to his feet, pulling his Smith&wesson pocket knife and flipped the blade out as the zombies approched. He jumped off of the car next to her, "How bout a friendly contest?" He smiled a bit, "Who can kill the more zombies..." He stood there waiting, getting into a stance to charge at them.
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Danica
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Post by Danica on Dec 20, 2006 19:49:24 GMT -5
"Fine," she turned and put her foot on the bench, she walked up it and stood ontop of the table, the zombies swarmed the courtyard. Danica put both knives in one hand she put the ear buds in her ears and turned the music on, she tapped her foot in wait for Vigil's music to start, the zombies got closer and closer by the second, 46 seconds went by and the guitar blared in her ears she jumped off it and started at a jog forward, her blades switched hands and took out the throat of a lunging zombies, the other cut into the femur of another, dropping it instantly.
Danica drew both knives out and turned her body round housing a zombie in the head, but the momentum of her foot bouncing back came into an axe kick into the face of another, she used that momentum to back flip planting her heel into the throat of yet another zombie, the music slowed down and began playing silently, quickly, then it picked up, she forced herself forward once again hitting them with her fists while the knives slid across the stomache, throat, and skull of the zombies with each purposly slipped punch.
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Frosty
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Nothing is simple, somewhere in between you'll find SHADES of GREY
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Post by Frosty on Dec 20, 2006 20:10:41 GMT -5
He sprinted off quickly taking three steps before taking a zombies head off with a double jumping cresent kick, the using the momentum he slit a zombies throat deeply. continuing in the circular motion he pulled his handgun from the Shoulder holster and fired off three shots to the heads of three zombies before holstering it and throwing his knife into the head of another zombie. "3..."
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Post by Danica on Dec 20, 2006 20:21:52 GMT -5
She tossed her knife into the air, her palm slammed into the side of a zombies neck,"Budda palm bitch," she stepped back and caught the knife, her foot lifted into the stomache and chest of another zombie, blunt trama ran through the zombie, her knife caught it in the eye, her heel collapsed into the groin of a zombie as her elbow met with it's throat. Both knives looked like glints of light in the air as they sliced and cut through the limbs of reaching zombies.
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Frosty
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Nothing is simple, somewhere in between you'll find SHADES of GREY
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Post by Frosty on Dec 20, 2006 20:27:10 GMT -5
"I need a longer reach..." He mumbled, "Hello..." He bent over picking up a discarded pipe, long enough to be used as a staff. He wielded it with both hands, spining it before stricking zombie after zombie in the mayjor joints in cluding the neck, taking off a few heads. On his rampage with the large pipe he picked his knife from the skull of the zombie that had fallen from it, then countinued to attack in barage of Bo Staff combos.
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