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Post by Zoodle on Jul 8, 2007 6:28:41 GMT -5
OOC: Hm... I suppose that would be McFraya Pants or Drakey-face, and since I'm already here...
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Drake turned away from Fraya to see Cindy with her eyes closed, being guided to wards the van. "Cindy!" Drake ran to wards her, stumbled on account of his knees, caught himself, and sighed in relief that Cindy didn't see him nearly fall. Again. He walked to the van and opened the door, backing away a few steps, allowing her to have a straight path. Zach guided her to the door, then let go of her shoulders. Cindy sat in the back seat, and Drake closed the door. Drake turned to wards Zach and mouthed a thank-you to him.
Those adorable freckles... Drake thought, staring at Cindy. Her perfect hair... perfect smile... perfect everything... Here I am, drooling over her, and she doesn't even know I exist. God, Drake, your such a moron. We've gone to the same school for years, and I've had this stupid crush on her all this time. I should have been concentrating on schoolwork, or even sports, but no, I had to think about stuff like, "Ohhhh, does she liiike me?", "She's so beautiful!", ugh! Wait a minute... think about where you are, man! Drake snapped himself out of his consuming thoughts, and turned to Tasha. He walked to the door of the truck, and asked, "We're almost ready to leave, so if you could just wait a few more minutes, we'll be ready to go. I'm sorry for making you wait..." Drake hated acting like he was fine with what Tasha had done, but he didn't want to risk being left behind, and he knew how irritable she was.
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Post by Zoodle on Jun 21, 2007 17:14:15 GMT -5
OOC: Yeah Sadist-- er... Sadie... *ahem* You (Or Banana-face) must be Zach-a-doodle!
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Post by Zoodle on Jun 19, 2007 15:32:37 GMT -5
OOC: McFraya Pants! xD
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Drake nodded, and they carried the corpse to the sidewalk. Drake and Fraya lowered the blood stained man down to the ground, and let him go. "I hope Cindy'll be okay..." Drake sighed, as he looked at the man, who was peaceful, even with a bullet wound, and a blood smeared shirt.
"Thanks..." Drake smiled, then turned to look at Tasha. He both hated her and respected her for what she had done. She saved him... then killed him... but she had to, she couldn't let him turn... she... Drake sighed, sliding his hand across his face. He turned around to look at Fraya, and told her, "We have lots of free room in the van, if you want to come."
OOC: Fraya will live! :-D
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Post by Zoodle on Jun 17, 2007 23:33:36 GMT -5
OOC: Thankee Evey! C(^.^)D Now we wait for either Zach-a-doodle or McFraya Pants.
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Post by Zoodle on Jun 17, 2007 2:15:42 GMT -5
OOC: Well, you're finally back! xD Now... uh... I suppose I'll do some more wacky postification.
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Drake had turned back to the horrifying scene, as he saw Tasha grab something and walk out of the truck. What is that? Is she holding a... no... she'll get hurt! Drake stared, unable to force himself out of the van, but he knew this would end badly. As she got closer, he clenched his fists tighter, and opened his eyes wider. The creature turned it's blood-covered face to stare at her, it's eyes blank, and mouth dripping with the boy's blood. Tasha lifted her hatchet into the air, the creature now starting to shift it's body to wards her.
Thwack! Drake winced as the hatchet stuck into the creature's neck, almost slicing through. Tasha lifted her hatchet back into the air, blood gushing from her target's split neck.
Thwack! The hatchet sliced through the neck, sending a bloody head to the pavement. Drake continued staring, which had become a habit of his, as a panting Tasha turned to wards the badly injured boy. No... she can't... he's just a kid!
Thwack! Drake's terror and disgust turned to anger, as Tasha walked back to wards the parked vehicles, leaving two headless bodies laying in the street. Before he could stalk to wards Tasha, his brain, or heart, reminded him of Cindy, and he forgot about Tasha.
I can't let her see this... I have to get her, and then maybe we can leave... Drake slid the van door open, his entire body shaking, and jumped out. He stood out of the van, shaking, staring, thinking... wishing. Why the hell did this have to happen... why here... why now... why... if this never happened, I could have said it... I would have said it... if only... for god's sake, you're a moron, you loved her forever and you didn't do a thing... and now... Drake laughed at himself, shaking his head. I've cried at least three times today, and the girl you love...
Drake snapped himself out of his pity spiral, and walked to Tasha's door. He opened it up, and stepped inside. He turned and saw Zach sitting on a couch, moving his jaw up and down and holding his face. "We've got to go, and don't let Cindy see the..." Drake sighed. "Just tell her to close her eyes when she comes outside, and take her to the van."
Drake walked back outside, and noticed Fraya was still struggling with Cindy's dad. He walked over and helped her lift him up. "Now, ugh, what?" He asked, slightly chuckling.
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Post by Zoodle on Jun 9, 2007 1:12:18 GMT -5
OOC: Yar, a few people may post, but after about... oh... two-thee posts, we should wait for her. (Wewt, 6 pages! C(^.^)D)
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Post by Zoodle on Jun 7, 2007 3:12:02 GMT -5
OOC: You may never eat agaaaaaaiiiin! OoooOOOoOOOOH! *makes wigglies with his arms and fingers* xD
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Post by Zoodle on Jun 6, 2007 12:39:06 GMT -5
OOC: This'll be mighty graphic, so those of you with weak stomachs may want to turn away once you get about halfway done reading xD
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Why... why did I have to just stand there like an idiot, while Cindy lost her dad... Drake opened the driver's side door and climbed into the van. He just sat, staring into space. I am an idiot... so long... I've wished I could just say it... just say 'Cindy, I love you.'... I just can't do it... now we're in mortal danger, something could... something could happen to one of us, and... and then... Drake closed his eyes, trying to hide the tears. I'm an idiot...
Drake sighed, and leaned back in his seat, letting his head rest on the top of the seat. He continued staring at nothing, thinking about everything he wished he had done, when he caught something in the corner of his eye. He turned toward it, trying to figure out what it was. A person... hm... most likely trying to get the hell out of here. Wait.. Drake squinted, looking closer at the person. It was a young boy, thirteen, maybe fourteen, wearing large glasses. Drake noticed that the boy was running, and as he got closer, Drake noticed that he had a terrified look on his face.
The young boy ran closer, but tripped, and landed on his arm. Drake's eyes opened wide, as he saw that the boy was being followed. Not by another person, but... one of them... the boy winced in pain, as he gripped his arm, which Drake noticed was bleeding. The thing following him got closer and closer, until it was only a few feet away. Come on kid, get up! Get up!
The boy turned, just in time for the thing to jump on him. The boy screamed, and everyone turned to look at the scene of horror, unfolding in front of them. The creature grabbed the boy by the shoulders and bit down on his neck. It pulled it's head away, a large chunk of skin and muscle in it's mouth. The boy coughed, blood spurting from his neck, and beat at the creature's head.
The thing let go of the boy's shoulder, and grabbed his arm. As the creature moved its head, about to bite again, Drake looked away.
Drake panted, trying to erase the terrible images in his head, but they stayed. He let some of the tears he had held back flow down his cheeks, then closed his eyes tight. All he could see was the horrifying creature, ripping the meat from that boy's neck.
OOC: Poor little boy O.O I hope that wasn't too graphic for anyone xD
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Post by Zoodle on Jun 3, 2007 18:25:05 GMT -5
OOC: Well, I've been unusually un-creative lately, but I will move this along VERY soon. xP
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Post by Zoodle on May 30, 2007 23:53:32 GMT -5
OOC: Sadie, if you're talking about the "SHUT UP!!", then okay. If you're talking about Drake, he had my permission.
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Post by Zoodle on May 30, 2007 9:50:39 GMT -5
OOC: Yay for cursing! IC: Drake sighed and shook his head. "I don't know," he answered. "people just... found one, and now somone's been killed... the whole city is evacuating, I'm sure, and who knows how many people have died since the park..." Drake grabbed both of Jack's shoulders and looked straight into his eyes. "And seriously. Stop. Using. The. "Z" word." Drake sighed, and let go of Jack's shoulders. He turned toward the van, and banged his head on the door. He lifted his head, and banged it again, then again. OOC: Sorry my posts have been so short, it's just that there are so many characters that I would have to be to make bigger posts, and I ain't creative enough, anyway xD
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Post by Zoodle on May 29, 2007 16:01:35 GMT -5
OOC: Yeah, she IS evil xD
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That was all Drake could take. Tasha had destroyed what tiny sliver of hope was left in Cindy's head.
He clenched his fists, and walked back to Tasha. "You... I can't believe... you are the stupidest person I have ever met! For gods sake, Cindy's father is in that van, bleeding half to death, and all you have to do, is give Cindy the smallest bit of hope! You think you can just do these things, and walk away, and no one will do a thing, just because you've been made fun of! That doesn't give you the god*mned permission to do horrible things like that!" Drake was panting by the time he had finished, and it took all of his might not to hurt Tasha.
He didn't know what to do now, he had never done anything like that before. He walked back to the van, and put his hand back on Cindy's shoulder.
"Cindy... everything's going to be fine..."
OOC: I wonder when they'll leave xD
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Post by Zoodle on May 27, 2007 11:49:16 GMT -5
OOC: Time for Drake to be angry! He ain't ne'er done that before!
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Drake was about to scream at Tasha, but then he realised that Cindy was watching. He couldn't give the slightest clue of what Tasha just said. He walked closer to the truck, and gritted his teeth.
Through his gritted teeth, he whispered out, "You... you are going to stop talking like that. You're going to get out of that truck, grab that box, and HELP THAT MAN!" Drake breathed deeply, and tried his best not to sob. He walked back to the van, and opened the back door.
"Cindy, it's going to be fine, and we'll be getting out of here soon." He said, gripping her shoulder. He looked back and Tasha, and waited to see what she would do.
OOC: And Blacky, I haven't forgotten about you, Drake and Tasha are just really angry at eachother, so they don't even notice xD
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Post by Zoodle on May 24, 2007 14:16:18 GMT -5
OOC: Well, I don't think ADT will be doing anything until I remind him about it, so It's up to Blackninja or Shadie. Shadie just did it before me, so that narrows it down to Blacky. C(^_^)D (Four pages! Yay!)
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Post by Zoodle on May 24, 2007 4:05:21 GMT -5
OOC: Time for Drake to feel bad! IC: Drake was unable to get a word in, as Tasha and Zach argued. "Tasha... I'm sorry... I know I treated you horribly, and so did everyone else, but... I've endured so much since it happened... the girl I..." Drake looked behind him, at Cindy sobbing over her father, and a boy her barely knew was looking very uncomfortable. "The girl I love... her father is dying in his own van! There's a boy I hardly know, who just saved my life! I... I won't be turned away!" Drake heard footsteps, just as he finished his sentence. A girl was walking towards him, Tasha and Zach. Who's she?
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