[IC] Advanced Composition Period 6: Zombie Apocalypse

[chriseatscookies]

[Christine]
Christine starts to have a mental break down
"I CANT TAKE THIS ANYMORE!" she screams
takes a pencil and stabs herself in the left eye.
Falls down and starts twitching in a pool of her own blood.

[Draconic_Cat]

[Kate]

"Thanks."
She takes one and twirls it experimentally, taking a few steps away from Matt and spinning it as if it were a bo staff, nodding to herself. Kate sets it down and leans on it, pushing her glasses up and looking over at Matt.
"Alright, what now?"

[zuzu]

[Shreya]
Shreya woke up groaning trying to remember what happened. She remembered something hit her over the head-
Zoe
She got up frantically trying to search for Zoe before realizing she was all alone.

[bob123]

[Zoe]

Zoe knocked on the media center doors.
"Hey! Open the door!"
After a few seconds, Zoe could hear the chairs and tables being shifted away and the door was pulled open from the inside. She set the box of weapons on the floor and pulled out a knife and a heavy aluminum baseball bat.
"Here. Take these. I'm going to find Irene."
Zoe pulled the door open a crack and slipped back into the zombie-infested hallways, headed in the direction she thought Irene had gone.

[panda_almighty]

[Amanda]
Christine suddenly has a mental breakdown and quits like a loser.
"You can't leave me now, you idiot. I need you."
Sitting next to Christine's body, I begin to whimper before concocting a plan
I have a plan
Standing up, I dragged Christine's lifeless body outside before giving her to the zombies waiting outside of the door
Moments later, Christine stood again

[Mattie_]

[Matt]

He runs out of the room to see who had screamed. Are zombies in the room already? Matt comes to a stop before Christine, who had apparently attempted to commit suicide via pencil. "Oh god, Christine!" He pulls the pencil out of her eye and tosses it behind him in distaste. "C'mon, you can't do this! The blood will attract zombies, go bleed out somewhere else!" Apparently, someone else agreed with him. He watches with satisfaction as Christine is dragged outside.

[Mario]

[mario]

Confused and blazed out of his mind he moves like one of them a ...zombie.

[b]Soooo i'm hungryyy, imma go get some food[b]

he walks out. slowly, it takes him thirty minuets to get out

[The_Mozilla_Firefox]

[Jon]
Jon hear's a loud *Crash* and suddenly drops his papercraft and his scissors , and superstitiously prepares for the worst, as he always does.
What what that noise...Sounds like something broke... Maybe I should check it out, but first maybe i should get prepared"
I disconnect 4 computer mice from the media center computers along with a rather large rod from the supply room, breaking my pair of scissors into 2 seperate blades, and prepare my makeshift flail & knives
I think it came from the cafeteria

[Mad A Teacher]

A Zombie named Kurt came to visit the graveyard. So rachett indeed. "I need to eat," and Zoe and Shreya look yummy.

[chriseatscookies]

[Christine]
OOC: So...am I dead or alive? or a zombie? ....

[triple_r]

[Ryan]

"Hello?" Ryan looks around. The media center is desolate, and there's a mysterious red substance covering the walls. Everyone else has left, apparently. All Ryan wanted to do was take a quick nap in the corner, and now he's alone. "Seriously, where did y'all go?" he shouts.
Suddenly, someone -- or something -- jumps on Ryan from behind. He struggles with this unknown assailant, who seems to be trying to...bite him? The attacker's teeth sink into Ryan's neck. He falls to the ground, and feels his life slipping away; right before he leaves, however, something pulls him back. He stands up again, rejuvenated and motivated. Now, he has only one thought on his brain. FOOD.

[awholey1426]

After awhile of listening to the screams coming from the other side of the door, Ailise becomes bored and decides to get up and look through the window. She slowly peals away the black paper and looks at the devastating scene outside. The blood and body parts of her fellow classmates are scattered across the room. She watches one arm in particular flopping around and twitching, not knowing what to do without its owner.

[IceSolstice]

[Irene]

Irene quickly explained the situation to them-- once she finally caught her breath that is. Some of the freshmen start panicking or have mental breakdowns, others just have a dazed look on their faces, as if they can't believe what is happening. She asks the teacher for access to the gym's equipment room. The teacher nods and unlocks it. Irene peers around, specifically looking for baseball bats and hockey sticks. She finds them, takes out a aluminum baseball bat and slings a bag of each over her shoulders.
"Well, I'll be going then. Take care guys, just don't open the doors and you should be fine for a while. Use the rest of the equipment to defend yourselves if zombies ever breach this area."
Irene opens the gym door and begins running again.

[Draconic_Cat]

[Kate]

She follows Matt, giving the girl with a pencil in her eye a confused look.
"Wow, people are already starting to lose it." She murmurs under her breath to him, looking around warily.
Is anyone actually looking for weapons? she wondered.

[Mattie_]

[Matt]

"Now, we wait for Irene to come back. If she does, she's going to be followed by zombies. We're going to kill those zombies or at least hold them off long enough for her to get back in safely." Matt walks to the doors and looks out for Irene.

((gotta go for now ill be on again in 2 hours))
((Christine use the OOC thread for OOC chat. The tab at the top))

[Draconic_Cat]

[Kate]

"Roger roger." Her mouth twitches into a slight smile that soon fades as she follows Matt to the doors, standing on the other side and watching for Irene, also keeping an eye on the rest of the room, just in case.

[IceSolstice]

[Irene]

The weight of the two extra bags begins to wear down on Irene. It had been easy getting to the gym--but getting back was another story. Now Irene could detect the faint smell of zombies in the hallways, meaning there were probably some up ahead.
I need to stay in the more open areas so I have room to dodge and fight.
As Irene approached the art room, there was a zombie shambling towards her by the 9th grade stairwell.
Dang it! If they are truly undead humans, then I need to destroy the brain. Or disconnect the head from the body.
Gripping the bat with two hands, she starts the swing and connects it with the zombie's head as she is running past. Sufficiently injured and dazed, the zombie slumps to the ground.
I don't think that killed it...guess I'll have to swing harder next time.
Another zombie was around the Humanities hall, probably lured there by that idiot student.
As she tries to swerve around that zombie, its hand suddenly reaches out and snags one of the bags. Reacting quickly, Irene unslings the bag and rushes over to the media center doors.

[Mattie_]

[Matt]

"Hurry, come on in!" Matt opens the media center doors for Irene, watching warily over her back to make sure there were no zombies right behind her. He looks her over, noting the bag slung over her shoulder. "Are you injured? What's inside the bags?" He asks her. He gives Kate a panicked look, unsure what to do, especially if Irene [i]was[i/] injured.

---

Kurt the zombie stares at his bag of weapons blankly. Put it... down? Kurt has forgotten how to put it down! Kurt lurches away toward the band room, still carrying the bag of weapons.

[IceSolstice]

[Irene]

Panting heavily, Irene shakes her head in response to Matt's first question. After attempting to regain a normal heartbeat for several minutes, she succeeds.
"I took two bags, one with hockey sticks and another with baseball bats. But when I was running back, a zombie grabbed one of them and I had to leave it behind. The zombies are fairly slow, but their hands can be quick to grab you. Also, their heads are their weak point. Aim for those--if it doesn't kill, it'll at least stun them for a bit... Is there any water I can have by the way?"

[vanovick]

[Ben]

You get up off the ground and inspect the windows. The car partially smashed the wall, and broke the three middle windows. Clearly able to see out now, I saw two figures crushed under the car against the wall below the windows. Two others climbed through the open window. The class hurriedly moved back from the window once they took a look at the pair. Covered in bites and dripping with blood, they stumbled over the wreckage towards the students. You play zombie games, so you grab your backpack, open the door and run out, along with the majority of the class to the gym, looking for something to defend yourself with.

You run up to the doors and repeatedly knock. "I'm HUMAN, LET ME IN!!!" You wait sometime until the door opens, and you see... Irene, loaded with baseball bats and hockey sticks. You thank her for letting you in and shut the door behind yourself as she runs off down the hall. The people in the gym provide more details to me of what was going on, and let me take two hockey sticks. Not very effective as it is... you'll need to improve these.

Armed with one hockey stick in hand, one in the backpack, you exit the gym, and knock on the art room door for some upgrades. Luckily, they let you in once you show that you're still human. You attracted several zombies from the adjoining hallway leading to the band room, who were now pressing up against the door and windows. The students and teacher who let me in scowled at me.

"Look what you've done... they've been passing the room and ignored us before."

You reply with a shrug "Gosh, it's only like, 3 of them, nothing we can't handle with all of us in the room... if they even can get in... right?"

The teacher merely shakes her head and asks "So what're you up to here?"

You ask for tape, and access to their large paper-slicer blades. To your surprise, they offer a trade of one of your hockey sticks for both blades. Success, you detach 2 blades from the paper-slicer and set them on the table along with your one remaining hockey stick. You set the blades on the end of the stick, duct taping them to to both sides. You have your weapon now, a crude, but hopefully effective, bladed spear.