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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2014 23:30:11 GMT
oh whoops i forgot about this
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Post by thatstoomuchfestivity on Sept 6, 2014 11:43:28 GMT
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Post by Deleted on Sept 6, 2014 17:25:46 GMT
today
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Post by Deleted on Sept 6, 2014 21:12:40 GMT
TINYCARLOS PRESENTS IN ASSOCIATION WITH OTHERTWDFORUM
FORUMS USERS IN THE WALKING DEAD
EPISODE ONE: SITTING GRAVES
CHAPTER 2 PART 2/2
DAY 2 OF THE APOCALYPSE ABOUT 11AM
Everyone had eaten breakfast by now. Now they were ready to move. Shepard was shocked at how much food they had at a fucking dog shelter.
"Can we get moving, we don't have much time." Blind said.
"Yeah, just hang on - Jeez!" Shepard answered. He was currently getting on some of the equipment gathered by Pika and Blind.
"You remind me of my cousin. His name was Johnny, he was always having trouble getting this stuff on." Pika said.
"What purpose were you wearing this shit for?" Harp questioned.
"We were police officers, once. Me and my cousin. That's how we knew how to use guns and equipment like this. Me and him quit a few years ago. Well, I quit. He was killed in a bank robbery. Me and him were sent in to try and save the hostages, one of the bank robbers shot him - killing him. I couldn't go to work without thinking of him, so I quit." Pika explained.
"That's rough. I'm sorry." Harp replied. Carlos raised his eyebrow when he spotted Brotato putting earbuds into his ears, pulling out an MP3 player.
"Dude!" Carlos said. Brotato didn't listen. He didn't even get his equipment on, he still had the black belt tied around his waist. He then nodded his head up and down, dancing a bit to whatever he was listening too.
"Can we just leave this guy?" Harp sighed. Brotato then did some air punches once again, when Carlos pulled the earbud out of his ear.
"Dude, stop! We need to get going!" Carlos told him.
"I've been ready. I've been waiting for you lollygaggers." Brotato replied.
"Okay, you know what - let's go." Blind said, pushing the back door of the shelter open, and then everyone else followed. They had reached the outside, Carlos raised his hand to his face covering up the sun that went into his eye.
"That shelter was dark as hell." Shepard said.
"It was, wasn't it? Well, at least it smells better out here." Blind noted.
"So, what the hell is the plan?" Carlos asked.
"I think the first thing we do is-" Pika began to say, but he was cut off by a scream.
"What the fuck was that?" Harp questioned.
"I don't know - let's check it out!" Shepard said, running off.
"Goddamn it, Shepard! Wait!" Blind said, chasing after him. Shepard turned to the corner of the street to see about two survivors defending themselves against the zombies.
"Get it off me!" A man shrieked, a zombie leaning in to take a bite of out his neck. There was four zombies, and the survivors didn't even have any weapons against those things.
"We gotta help!" Carlos said.
"How about we don't get ourselves killed?" Brotato suggested.
"We can't just leave them!" Pika cried.
"Fuck this." Harp sighed, running towards the survivors. He had reached a zombie, unsure of what to do. This was going to be his first kill.
"Dude, help, now, PLEASE." The man shrieked again, the other survivor was punching a zombie, then the zombie had grabbed him by the arm, pulling in to bite him on the wrist. A gunshot fired, the bullet going through the zombie's head. The man who was gripped by the zombie, pulled himself free as the other zombie was killed by another gunshot. The two others came forward to Harp and the survivors, but they were taken down too. Harp looked back to Pika, Blind, Carlos, Shepard and Brotato. They weren't even holding the gun in their hands. "get your fucking stupid asses in my ass! i mean house!!" The stranger ordered. Harp twitched his eye in confusion. Soon, the two survivor exchanged looks then followed the stranger. Harp shrugged, following the two survivors as well.
"What the hell are we doing?" Brotato sighed. Everyone else followed. The stranger quickly jumped through his house window, shattering it. One of the survivors looked over to the other survivor, giving him a confused look. They had all entered the house. The two survivors entered first, then Harp second, and then everyone else entered. What they saw was amazing. It was full of guns, food supplies, knives, bookshelves, and porn magazines. The stranger jumped up on his desk, sliding across and landing on his chair.
"hey guys." The stranger greeted.
"Damn." Brotato chuckled looking at the porn magazine featuring a girl with brown hair, holding some sort of thing in her hand.
"Uh, thanks for saving us." The quiet survivor said.
"im deadwaste, you got two choices. bend over or tell me your names." Deadwaste said.
"Uh......I'm TKA." One of the survivors finally said, backing up a bit.
"I'm Dfh. I'm glad you saved us... we probably would have died." Dfh replied, unsure of what this stranger would do.
"I'm Harp. Or you can call me Harpadarpa." Harp said.
"I'm Carlos, this is my friend Shepard. The dude with the black belt is Brotato, and the two army looking guys is Blind and Pika." Carlos informed him.
"black belt, huh? i have a bigger black belt." Deadwaste replied, rising from his chair, standing on the desk and then doing a front flip, landing on his two feet onto the floor.
"I'm a badass motherfucker. You don't fuck with me." Brotato said, making a battle cry and raising his foot in the air.
"i fuck with anyone i want to." Deadwaste threatened.
"This is really fucking weird." Harp muttered under his breath.
"shut up handjob." Deadwaste retorted. Brotato charged at him, trying to kick him in the chest, but Deadwaste grabbed his foot, twisting it and grabbing him by the belt, ripping it off. Then he threw Brotato to the wall, and he groaned in pain.
"What the fuck guys, stop it! That's enough!" Tka butted in.
"its ogre when i say its ogre." Deadwaste replied to Tka.
"It's... what?" TKA questioned. Blind then raised his weapon, firing a few warning shots.
"That's enough!" Blind threatened, lowering the gun - pointing towards Deadwaste. Deadwaste burst out into laughter, falling to the ground.
"i FUCKING LOVE YOU GUYS!!" Deadwaste cackled.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 6, 2014 21:23:17 GMT
Deadwaste is an insane badass ninja to rival Brotato? I like it.
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Post by IDEK on Sept 6, 2014 21:23:13 GMT
Oh My God I love the Way You Write Deadwaste!
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Post by Shepard on Sept 6, 2014 21:29:07 GMT
Well, that chapter was interesting.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 6, 2014 23:06:34 GMT
Is it just me, or does Deadwaste always end up the insane badass ninja?
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Post by Deleted on Sept 6, 2014 23:08:33 GMT
Is it just me, or does Deadwaste always end up the insane badass ninja? Maybe he really is an insane badass ninja.
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Post by thatstoomuchfestivity on Sept 7, 2014 7:15:12 GMT
I love the incorrect punctuation and capitalization for deadwaste. Also my introduction as "Dfh" made me crack up. You can change it to Nate if you like.
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Post by wakemeup on Sept 7, 2014 8:34:58 GMT
Is it just me, or does Deadwaste always end up the insane badass ninja? Yeah, he always does. I don't like this shit, I was supposed to be the only badass in the group
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2014 19:41:34 GMT
TINYCARLOS PRESENTS IN ASSOCIATION WITH OTHERTWDFORUM
FORUMS USERS IN THE WALKING DEAD
EPISODE ONE: SITTING GRAVES
CHAPTER 3
DAY 2 OF THE APOCALYPSE ABOUT 6PM
"I can't believe you got a bunker, Deadwaste!" TKA smiled.
"it came with a price. hehe, came." Deadwaste chuckled, doing a couple of front flips, going towards the dinner table.
"You sure you don't mind us having dinner here?" Carlos questioned.
"yes! you are my friends, so yeah. eat up guys" Deadwaste smiled, jumping on a chair, then quickly jumping up on the table, kicking off a few dirty plates.
"I like this guy." Dfh commented to TKA.
"clean as my beautiful pretty pink ass." Deadwaste chuckled, looking at the dinner table. Carlos and Shepard looked at the broken plate that was shattered on the ground, then they sat down on the table. Harp sat down next to Pika and Blind who were on the other side of the table. Dfh and TKA sat next to Carlos. Deadwaste was making food at the kitchen.
"I am starving." TKA groaned.
"How old are you, kid?" Harp asked.
"I'm 15." TKA replied.
"Guys, I have a confession to make." Dfh spoke.
"What?" Shepard asked.
"My real name's Nate. I watched alot of zombie movies, and the first thing you do when you meet a stranger is give them a fake name. So I did that. You guys seem trustworthy, so... yeah." Nate smiled.
"Your name sucks." Brotato said.
"Thanks for that." Nate rolled his eyes.
"Okay, I'm not even sure if we can trust THIS guy." Blind shrugged.
"Of course we can. He let us in the house." Pika said.
"He called me Handjob... But he seems nice enough." Harp shrugged.
"He's making us dinner. If he wanted to do something, he'd have done it already." Carlos noted.
"I guess so. I'm just really hungry." TKA sighed.
"You know, I feel kinda bad." Harp said to Shepard.
"Why?" Shepard asked.
"We left Master Psychic behind. He fell asleep after drinking coffee. He could be one of those things right about now." Harp sighed.
"That was before the shit storm rolled into town. He could be fine." Shepard replied, trying to raise his hope a little higher.
"Whatever, Shep. That motherfucker slept all goddamn day, he could be asleep but being eaten right now." Harp shrugged.
"i have finished the le masquerade deadwaste." Deadwaste smiled, holding a pan of food. He then set it on the table.
"What the hell does a masquerade ball have to do with this?" Blind questioned.
"fuck you, asshole." Deadwaste retorted. Blind gave him a dirty look, but deadwaste just started laughing.
"eat up!" Deadwaste smiled, dropping a smoke pellet on the floor, and then he disappeared. Everyone coughed at the smoke that was around them.
"Jesus..." Pika sighed.
"Um, alrightly then..." TKA stammered.
Two hours later...
"You alright, kid?" Carlos asked, everyone else was asleep or laying down on the floor, with some blankets. TKA was crying, laying on his side.
"I'm fine.." TKA replied, brushing the tears away.
"Where's your parents?" Carlos asked.
"I don't know." TKA sighed.
"Damn. I'm sorry, we can probably look for them tomorrow, if you want?" Carlos asked.
"That's nice of you - but no. I don't think they made it." TKA cried.
"Why do you say that?" Carlos questioned.
"I got a phone call. They said they were going on a road trip, a few hours before it happened. I was at the house along, and would be for the next few days - I got a call a few hours later, I heard screaming and they told me they loved me and told me to 'make it' as long as I could. Then I heard my mother screamed, and then the phone call ended. Power went out." TKA explained, hiding his tears with his hands.
"I'm sorry." Carlos frowned.
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Post by Master Psychic on Sept 7, 2014 19:45:19 GMT
I better be alive...I hope.
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Post by thatstoomuchfestivity on Sept 10, 2014 7:20:16 GMT
Dat subtle namechange to Nate. I see it.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2014 19:27:23 GMT
I absolutely love this! Please continue, I MUST know what happens next!
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