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On Saturday night, I went out into the forest to be a zombie. We were having a game of Zombies vs. Airsofters, and I was one of four starting zombies. There were about 25 fleshies (not sure on the head brain count. James and I paired off and hid in the woods by a med pack. Eventually, a team of fleshies came by, and James leaped up at them, resulting in one guy going, "SHITSHITSHITSHITSHIT-OH-MY-GOD-HE-NEARLY-GOT-ME!".
After that, we didn't see any more humans for quite a while. We camped out alongside a trail for an hour or so, and I finally heard someone coming along the trail, lunged for him, and discovered that I'd just attacked Pat the Zombie. Oops.
So we repositioned ourselves on a different part of the trail and waited for another half hour or so. I heard someone, made my zombie feeding roar, and caught Pat the Zombie again. Damn.
All four of us decided to move in a pack, and we traveled deep into the woods toward the sound of voices. The underbrush was extremely thick, and we had no idea where we were, but the sound of delicious fleshies dragged us onward. Then Pat the Zombie's cell phone rang. We paused, and he discovered he'd been sent a video by one of the cheeky fleshies. Apparently, they were lost and holding an impromptu rave. We watched taunting video footage of them dancing around in their safety masks while holding glow sticks and listening to techno music.
What taunting is this? We zombies grew ever hungrier, and we forced ourselves through increasingly thick brush and around swamps toward the party sounds. Finally, we burst in amongst them. We ate about twelve brains, and then we had to try to find our way out of the forest. We wandered for an hour or so before we finally found a trail, and made our ways back to our zombie spawning point for our own mini zombie party.
Shortly afterwards, I formed a new team: The Zombettes. We were the stealthy zombies, comprised of the only women in the group: Jasmine, Nicole, and I. While we planned our next attack, we suddenly heard crashing through the woods. Zombie Nicole and I took positions in the shadow of trees, and that's when we nabbed Guy and Gary, to their extreme surprise. They had no idea we were there....
The Zombettes wandered the lands for hours before our next big coup. I laid down alongside a trail and had the others completely bury me in leaves and twigs and the like. They moved a bit further back on the trail and we waited. Eventually, a group of army boys came through. I waited until they were right on top of me, and then I burst up from the earth in their midst, freaking them right the fuck out.
Mwahahahahah!
The aftermath of all this is a lot of soreness and a bouquet of ever-blooming bruises. So worth it, though. I hope we can do it again. I like making boys scream.
Link time.
Student Arrested For Terroristic Threatening Says Incident A Misunderstanding: He wrote a short story about zombies in a high school, which is apparently considered a felony.
Suck UK: A great collection of novelty items for sale, including a terrorist teapot and an awesome teddy bear lamp.
Yellow Jacket Nest of DOOM: I'm not especially unnerved by hornets, but if I ever found a nest like this, I would have the heebyjeebies for years.
Fartcake: NSFW. Hot chick and a cake. Uhhh (thanks, Greg)...
Oozinator: I may have linked to this before, but it's worth the encore presentation.
Head of State: "You love your candidate... Let him love you back!" Yes, it's an Obama dildo.
Wake n' Bacon: An alarm clock that wakes up with fresh-cooked bacon.
Eminem vs. The Tardis: Absolutely deranged (thanks, Kijs).
Wrecked Mercedes: I ... I don't get it (thanks,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
gha5t).
Yet Another Reason Civilization is Doomed: How would you pronounce "Ke-a" (thanks,snowy_kathryn?
After that, we didn't see any more humans for quite a while. We camped out alongside a trail for an hour or so, and I finally heard someone coming along the trail, lunged for him, and discovered that I'd just attacked Pat the Zombie. Oops.
So we repositioned ourselves on a different part of the trail and waited for another half hour or so. I heard someone, made my zombie feeding roar, and caught Pat the Zombie again. Damn.
All four of us decided to move in a pack, and we traveled deep into the woods toward the sound of voices. The underbrush was extremely thick, and we had no idea where we were, but the sound of delicious fleshies dragged us onward. Then Pat the Zombie's cell phone rang. We paused, and he discovered he'd been sent a video by one of the cheeky fleshies. Apparently, they were lost and holding an impromptu rave. We watched taunting video footage of them dancing around in their safety masks while holding glow sticks and listening to techno music.
What taunting is this? We zombies grew ever hungrier, and we forced ourselves through increasingly thick brush and around swamps toward the party sounds. Finally, we burst in amongst them. We ate about twelve brains, and then we had to try to find our way out of the forest. We wandered for an hour or so before we finally found a trail, and made our ways back to our zombie spawning point for our own mini zombie party.
Shortly afterwards, I formed a new team: The Zombettes. We were the stealthy zombies, comprised of the only women in the group: Jasmine, Nicole, and I. While we planned our next attack, we suddenly heard crashing through the woods. Zombie Nicole and I took positions in the shadow of trees, and that's when we nabbed Guy and Gary, to their extreme surprise. They had no idea we were there....
The Zombettes wandered the lands for hours before our next big coup. I laid down alongside a trail and had the others completely bury me in leaves and twigs and the like. They moved a bit further back on the trail and we waited. Eventually, a group of army boys came through. I waited until they were right on top of me, and then I burst up from the earth in their midst, freaking them right the fuck out.
Mwahahahahah!
The aftermath of all this is a lot of soreness and a bouquet of ever-blooming bruises. So worth it, though. I hope we can do it again. I like making boys scream.
Link time.
Student Arrested For Terroristic Threatening Says Incident A Misunderstanding: He wrote a short story about zombies in a high school, which is apparently considered a felony.
Suck UK: A great collection of novelty items for sale, including a terrorist teapot and an awesome teddy bear lamp.
Yellow Jacket Nest of DOOM: I'm not especially unnerved by hornets, but if I ever found a nest like this, I would have the heebyjeebies for years.
Fartcake: NSFW. Hot chick and a cake. Uhhh (thanks, Greg)...
Oozinator: I may have linked to this before, but it's worth the encore presentation.
Head of State: "You love your candidate... Let him love you back!" Yes, it's an Obama dildo.
Wake n' Bacon: An alarm clock that wakes up with fresh-cooked bacon.
Eminem vs. The Tardis: Absolutely deranged (thanks, Kijs).
Wrecked Mercedes: I ... I don't get it (thanks,
gha5t).Yet Another Reason Civilization is Doomed: How would you pronounce "Ke-a" (thanks,
snowy_kathryn?
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Date: 2008-10-20 08:02 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2008-10-20 08:12 pm (UTC)From:don't seem to be fooled by the anti-American
rhetoric anymore... However, I think Mr Poole
needs to work on his grammar before he writes
anymore short stories.
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Date: 2008-10-21 12:44 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2008-10-21 04:10 am (UTC)From:dreamsnightmares tonight, thank you very much. And to think I thought the one the size of my head was big....Zombie school attack?
Date: 2008-10-21 01:04 pm (UTC)From:Of course, this was back in the mid-1980's as well. Folks are a bit touchier these days...
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Date: 2008-10-22 03:13 am (UTC)From: