Drakeonis

Undead Summer

Abel felt like he had been running for hours now, even though it had only been about half that time at the most. Running even more, he was finding harder and harder to dodge the walking corpses, and he was starting to get tired. Eventually his legs couldn't take it anymore and he stopped suddenly panting and coughing. The zombies instantly started making their way over to him. He was trapped, now doomed to be eaten because he was to headstrong to pace himself.

Images of his older sister working and struggling to provide for the two filled his head. The look of pure misery whenever the taxes came in, or the tired one she work late, after working a night shift. These were the reason's he was in the godforsaken mall in the first place. The weight of the guilt won out over his feeling to resign, and he gripped the bat again. There were a few closing in on him, and he wasn't sure he was going to make it out despite his renewed sense of survival, but he sure as hell was going to take as many of them out as possible. When the shutters started going down, he decided that was sign not go and die/ He was a short distance away from one of store and if he could make before the thing closed he might have a shot.The guy on the PA system seemed to have the dead's attention for a little bit, and provided a pretty decent head start. Mustering all of his energy he pulled himself to his feet, and went as fast as he could to the store, the zombies who were about to eat him, quickly followed. He tossed the bat under the shutter gate as it was almost fully closed. He muttered a silent prayer, and slide just barely passing under the gate in time. The zombies outside banged on the gate. Laughing his head off Abel, dragged himself over to the phone behind the counter. He was going to owe this guy over the PA a drink after this

"Andy, I think you might of just saved my life."

Undead Summer

Since the damned store only had the one entrance, Abel had no choice but to run right in the thick of the zombies. The lumbering corpse tried swung their arms out at him, and he struggled to stay out of their grasp. He had almost gotten through when one managed to get a hold of the back his sports jacket that was part of his uniform. The zombie yanked on the jacket trying to pull Abel into the reach of it's jaws.

"Fucking take the damn thing!" He yelled as he ripped the thing off and both it and the zombie grabbing it fell over from the momentum. One of the zombies tripped over the fallen one, and then another over that one, turning into a small zombie pileup. With a relieved grin, he took the small amount of time he gained and continued running through the mall. He passed plenty of stores full of zombies eating on the people within. Was he the only person in the mall still alive? Another zombie came at him on his right and he swung at it hard, knocking the things jaw clean off. The zombie continued to come after him, and he pushed it away, the continued sprinting through the mall.

"Shit, where are the fucking cops when you need 'em?!" he muttered as he ran.

Undead Summer

As Abel watched more zombies start to come into the store He wished he was wrong about the whole thing, he wished he had just went to sleep watching Dawn of the Dead again and he was dreaming, eventually he'd wake up. The more he thought about it, the more freaked out he got,a began to question things. Where was Robin right now? As soon as the question on his sister's safety came to him, a mad glint came into his eye, his grip on the bat tightened again. This would be just like playing Dead Rising, or any other zombie game, just like any of the movies. He just had to crush the damn things skulls, and they'd die just like anything else.

"ALRIGHT ASSHOLES COME AND GET SOME!"

Undead Summer

Accepted. Her theme is pretty catchy XD Also IC post is up after having to rewrite it multiple time thanks to the amazing wifi in my dorm. I may edit it so it isn't that giant block of text later, but don't hold me to that.

Undead Summer

The clock ticked in a repetitious monotone as if time itself seemed to be going especially slow just to mock him. Leaning lazily against the counter top, Abel Hall checked his watch for about the tenth time in the past thirty minutes. His manager had told him an hour ago that he would come and relieve Abel, after his smoke break. To make things even worse he was the one of three people to even show up for work today, and the other guy had already left saying he was sick, leaving him as the only person watching the store. His shift was supposed to end hours ago, yet he still wouldn't be able to justify leaving. If he left the store unattended and anything got stolen he could kiss this crappy job goodbye. He groaned irritably and laid his head on the counter glass.

"This shit is ridiculous!" He barely yelled. Normally his manager would be on his case about swearing on the job where customers could hear, but he hadn't seen or heard from any for about an hour now. He had been alone in a large room full of balls, and sports gear all day. Oh joy. There were tons of sports equipment lining the walls and racks around the store, and he was beginning to think they hadn't sold anything all day. Out of boredom he stepped away from the counter and walked over to the case with some new expensive baseball bat. Using his key he unlocked the case, and removed the bat from it. The bat didn't really look at all special to him, and it raised the questioned why anyone would spend the price they were asking for, on the glorified club of metal. He huffed as he checked his watch again, not paying any attention to the man lumbering through the store's entrance.

Abel turned to take a practice swing when he saw the figure, and thinking it was his manager he grinned. "It's about tim-" When he got closer he saw the man was definitely not his manager, and he instantly went into work mode. "my apologies sir, what can I help you with today?" The man groaned, and inched closer to Abel, who noticed and quickly backed away. "Sir if you're sick I can get someone down here to help yo- WHAT THE HELL?!" Without warning the man lunged at him, and took hold of his arm. Abel struggled to pull his arm free from the lunatic, when the crazy bastard tried to bite him. "Get off of me!" With a powerful shove, he got the man off him and sent him falling into clothing rack full of jerseys. He backed away and gripped the bat tightly with both hands, his face tense. "The hell is your problem man?!" The lunatic stumbled as he got up, one of the jersey's from the rack hanging comically from his head. Hell, if the guy wasn't trying to kill him Abel probably would've laughed, Then the guy let out a horrible, inhuman noise, and then Abel finally got a look at his face. It was covered in blood, and decay, and it's eyes held a horrible vacancy to them. Before he even had time to think the thing charged at him wildly. He got closer, and closer, and closer, and the next thing Abel heard was the sound of metal crushing bone. On instinct he had swung the bat right at the thing's head, and he watched in awe as it flew to the ground showing no signs of movement when it fell. He poked it with the bat to make sure it was dead before getting a good look at it..Noticing how grey it's skin was , a light bulb went off in his head. There was no way in hell this thing was what he thought it was, there was no way humanly possible that it was.. Then he heard screaming coming from outside the entrance and he knew it was true then and there. "There's fucking zombies in the mall...."

Undead Summer

Accepted. Working on the first IC post right now.

Zombies in a Mall

Of course! The more the merrier. The RP is linked above.

School for Holy Warriors

This is a very interesting an idea. I'm thinking about a dual soul character but have a question before I do. You said that dual souls are like Jekyll and Hyde, but I was wondering do the dual souls have their own varying alignment? Using the example would Jekyll have a white or light grey soul and Hyde would have black or dark grey soul?

Undead Summer

Accepted Smarty. Rinion you're can only have 1 weapon at the start so you're going to need to get rid of one once you've fixed that you're good to go.

Also We'll definitely be starting the RP tomorrow.

Undead Summer

I'll wait to see if any more of the people from the interest check show up, but will mostly likely start sometime tomorrow or the day after. Depends on how impatient I get XD