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Topic: Rhyme time!
Subject: Because this actually rhymes
Elephant
Posted on 2010-09-13 at 00:09:26.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: sadf
Tape all the wheelbarrows together. Dwell inside them. Eat the women and children first. Then the injured. Then the uninjured with hunting experience who aren't devout. Then the mechanics. Then people sharing a name with famous Seinfeld characters.
Then maybe the devout.
Posted on 2010-09-12 at 20:06:25.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: asdf
I am behind a booze cruise...full of religious fervor?
Posted on 2010-09-12 at 19:33:56.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: asdf
Scooby-dooby-post?
Posted on 2010-09-12 at 18:47:04.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago
Subject: ZIC 8:10, 1-9
Father Theodore loaded another pair of shells in his rifle. The creature lay broken on the ground, his chest nothing but a vacuous hole. For he that is dead is freed from sin, he thought to himself. These creatures were once God’s children. Men and women, he imagined he had maybe touched their lives before, maybe even knew them. Though he could not fathom a reason for it, that God had deemed their time on his earth was over was beyond doubt. He had taken their souls to dwell with him in heaven and left Ted on earth for a final test. As God had to Abraham, he was to sacrifice all he held dear to prove his devotion to Him.
Still more tasks remained before him. He heard a voice ring out from the hardware store, a luxury he hadn’t received in nearly a week, “Amen, Father!”, and for a moment it brought him pause. He hadn’t heard the voice of another man since he led his charges from his suite, secure in his conviction that he would lead them to salvation, and to God. They had placed their trust in him, and he had failed them. Worse, he had perhaps failed the first task God had seen fit to set before him. He could not fail these people. He would not fail God again.
He drew Maria to his shoulder, remembering how he once brought down a wildebeest on the African Plain. The longest shot the guide had ever saw, he reminded himself, and while he doubted the veracity of that statement, there was no time for insecurities now. He lined up his shot carefully and pulled the trigger. The shot rang out across the street and he allowed himself a smile as the creature’s torso disappeared as it fell. What surer sign of God’s hand than this?
Before he could line up a second shot, the beasts were upon the store. From the sounds within, those huddled inside had munitions of their own, and two zombies were shredded before making it to the window. A few of the creatures quickly cleared the broken window and disappeared into the darkness within, but one remained outside, blocked for a moment by the remains of one of the others. Its pause diverted its attention Ted’s way and before he could take advantage of its momentary lapse, it was charging headlong towards him. Teddy uttered a brief prayer for guidance and drew a bead on the creatures head. He lowered his weapon as what remained of the demon slumped collapsed shapelessly on the ground.
Ted quickly loaded two more rounds into Maria only to find the threat was, for the moment at least, dealt with. He scanned the area quickly before descending from his vantage point and looking over at the creature’s body not three feet from him. Whatever it had once been it was a terrible creature of sin now, and he felt no remorse for endings its suffering.
For the wages of sin is death, he thought to himself. While I know not what has caused it, God has chosen me to end their torment.
He paused a moment and smiled. He was truly doing God’s work again. He was among God’s children, sparing them from corruption and sin. Those huddled in the hardware store were his new charges. God had led him to them.
Ted stepped out of the parking lot and into the street, his hunger momentarily forgotten in the excitement that had unfolded. He could remember the sign that hung above the doors of his church when he was younger, back before the fame and scheduling had made it impossible for him to lead a simple congregation. ”All Ye Who Enter Here Come with Reason, and are Welcome” it had read, and Ted had always admired its simplicity. Every patron was a sign of God’s favour, a sign he trusted him to lead them into the truth. This would be no different, he would look into the hearts of those assembled and keep them safe. God had granted him a second chance.
”My children, God truly lays a magnificent gift before me in this time of need. He has told me of your struggle, and I am here to ease your burden.”, he paused in the street a moment before continuing. ”If you would have me enter, I would very much like to make your acquaintances.”
(OOC: Ted will remain in the street until he hears a response, always keeping an eye out for other zombies. Though he’s sure God intends him to help these people, he’s keeping his gun loaded and ready, in case anything goes down. If they welcome him in he'll join them in the hardware store and we'll see what happens from there. He’s not going to jump into this completely blind…just mostly blind…and full of the holy spirit. Yes.)
Posted on 2010-09-12 at 18:46:25.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: asdf
The only way you're getting Maria is right in the face.
Posted on 2010-09-12 at 11:57:42.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: FD
Bearfights. Might have to move post to tomorrow, urgent drinking emergency has sprung up.
Posted on 2010-09-11 at 17:13:50.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: asdf
You can expect a post from me later today.
Posted on 2010-09-11 at 15:07:32.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: asdf
And you're like Murph, so like...you should...be in character right?
Posted on 2010-09-10 at 23:16:20.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: asdf
For the love of God Olan, tell us what we want to hear...
How's Ted?
Posted on 2010-09-10 at 21:57:35.
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Topic: The Feeling Game
Subject: Winning this on the first post. Game OVER SUCKAS!
Posted on 2010-09-10 at 20:53:22.
Edited on 2010-09-10 at 21:34:34 by Eol Fefalas
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Topic: Last one to post wins - Part II
Subject: adf
Mary had a little lamb, it's fleece was white as snow,
And everywhere that Mary went the lamb was sure to go.
It followed her to school one day, it was against the rule,
The teacher fire a round into the roof of the plane school and said "I'm tired of these m****rf***in' lambs in this m****f***in' school!"
Original composition. I entitle it, "I'm Unsure Why I Censored the Word Mother".
Posted on 2010-09-10 at 06:15:32.
Edited on 2010-09-10 at 06:19:10 by Grugg
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: asdf
I have an elephant gun.
Our argument will be undoubtably short.
Posted on 2010-09-10 at 01:34:33.
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Topic: Elves and Mustard
Subject: math for you darlings
Odyson + This Thread = Decrease(Applaud/Smite)
Elf + Mustard = Genius
Posted on 2010-09-10 at 01:09:52.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: adf
So incredibly excited to get in this game. When I day on the next page I won't even be upset. I've enjoyed this so much already.
Posted on 2010-09-09 at 19:40:05.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago
Subject: ZIC 8:2, 1-16
It had been ten days since God had taken away the light. Ten days since hell opened up and dragged Chicago into its midst. Ten days since the first test.
~~~~~
He had taken to bed early that night. The plebeians and sinners had taken to the streets, engaging in debauched celebrations over some sporting event Teddy had to admit he’d scarcely even been aware was occurring. He’d long reprimanded his TV crew for their casual declarations that it would take the return of the Christ himself to propel the Cubs to a pennant, and marvelled at how the proud Christian evangelical program he’d long headed had allowed itself to become full with those less devout and full of ignorance. Beyond the blasphemy inherent in their statement, the Christ would return only at the end of days. Teddy would have thought someone who so readily speaks of sin would not be so ready to face the Reckoning.
~~~~~
The irony of their unwittingly apocalyptic musings was not lost on Father Theodore Gregory now. He could still recall the names of some those who had fled to his home that night. There were Susan and her husband Timothy, the couple from the floor below. There was Eric, the building’s police assigned riot officer, a nice fellow Ted had only just met days previous, as well as his young girlfriend Tiffany, who Ted was quite certain he’d not met before yet seemed quite friendly. There was Jonas, a man beyond even Teddy’s advanced years, who had lived in the building back before anyone could remember. Then there were the others. He didn’t know their names or where they’d come from, and at first he’d not understood why the others had brought them. As they’d explained the situation in the streets he knew they’d need him more than ever.
~~~~~
They’d stayed in his suite for six days, Teddy and his “flock”. They looked for him for guidance, for leadership, and with God as his witness he’d not let them down. He read to them from the New Testament, teaching them of what was to come. The devastation on the streets was God’s way of punishing the wicked, and soon the Lord would come to reward the faithful and lead them to salvation. They needed only to wait until the sign was given. At the dawn the next day, he’d headed to the pantry only to find it empty. Taking it as a sign they needed no longer hide within his tower. He woke the others and they gathered supplies. At noon, Teddy led them outside to receive their salvation.
He’d been on his own now for four days.
~~~~~
”God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble…”, he spoke quietly, ”Psalms 46:1.” He had needed God more than ever these last four days. This was his test, like Job he would suffer without complaint, never turning his back on God, it was expected on him. Many were the times he stopped a moment to question why he had been chosen, before dismissing the thought. He had known for years God saw greatness in him, and had given him the gifts to excel at His work. God had wanted him to be successful, and now he was seeing if he was deserving of the success he’d had. Ted would not, could not fail in His eyes.
And many of them that sleep in the dust of the earth shall awake, some to everlasting life, and some to shame and everlasting contempt. Daniel 12:2.. The passage flashed through his mind. If ever there was a more literal sign of God’s word he had yet to see it. The streets were strewn with death. Cars burned, bodies festered, and the silence that blanketed the city was total. Or at least Teddy had wished it would remain silent. The cries of the damned echoed through the city at night. Soulless abominations formed in the image of demons, humans found unworthy in His eyes. They stalked the streets like animals, and he had seen the remains of those they caught. Once one had come close to his hiding spot, and he was sure it would be upon him. He had held his sweet Maria before him, ready if so needed to banish the demon back to whence it had came.
He was grateful he had brought Maria with him. Though he knew he couldn’t bring her with him, he had brought her with him when God told him to leave the safety of his home. Her smooth ivory skin comforted him, and he had fond memories of their many hunting safaris in Africa together. The thought of leaving her behind for the sinners and non-believers to spoil appalled him. No, better she serve God at his side then be left hanging majestically above his mantle. He snapped her open quickly, ensuring her chambers were filled. One 950 shell in the barrel, nine more in his side-bag, he’d kept what shells he’d had left from their last trip abroad with her on the mantle, and he was glad he had. Maria would surely bring forth a wrath of God on anyone who sought to cause him harm.
Though Jesus walked the desert for forty days and God nourished Ted’s mind and body with his light, his powerful hunger drove him from his shelter, an apartment rooftop just off Broadway St.. Waiting until mid-day, he surveyed the neighbourhood from his perch before slowly making his way down the fire escape and toward the grocery on the main road. He suspected there would be no manna from heaven this time.
He approached the store from the rear, peering in through a large plate glass window. His eyes were not as strong as they once were, and the darkness inside didn’t help, but it looked to him as if he’d be safe inside. He was about to begin searching for a door when he first heard the screams.
The first one was angry, a scream of rage and hatred that cut Teddy to the bone. The second one was far more inhuman, the unmistakable wailing of the damned. The screams that answered were far more terrifying. A half dozen, maybe more, but certainly called the source of the original screams. Panicking, Teddy searched about desperately for a place to hide. Unable to locate a door, he found himself the next best thing.
At 56, he wasn’t quite as spry as he once was, and his years of idle pleasure had admittedly contributed to his ballooning gut, but God still quickened his blood in this time of need. He managed to climb onto the roof of a supply truck just as he saw them approach. Strangely, they seemed not to have spotted him, instead fixating on the hardware store across the road, the one with the shattered window. A bloodied figure was tearing away from the window at a frenetic pace, and from his angle atop the truck he couldn’t tell whether it was man or beast, but his attention was soon grabbed by the ones running past him, six or seven abominations tearing towards the open window.
Squinting, he thought he could see shadows within, perhaps survivors? More souls given into his care, or perhaps more sacrifices to test his resolve. Regardless, they needed His light, and as his agent, Father Ted would deliver them to salvation.
Father Ted stood atop the truck, swinging Maria to bear in front of him. He cracked her breach open, already knowing she was loaded, and levelled her at the lead creature. He traced its path along the street, gave it half a foot of leadoff and pulled back the trigger.
The barrel recoiled violently, pushing into his shoulder as the force of the blast ejected the solid slug round. It traced a line through the air and struck the creature in the back, and like so many large game on the African plains, tore the beasts body apart. The body flopped in the air a moment before landing with a dull, wet thud on the sidewalk. Standing atop the truck, Ted called out to those in the hardware store.
” Call ye on the name of your gods, and I will call on the name of the LORD! And the God that answereth by fire,…”, he paused for a moment to crack Maria open, ejecting a shell will sliding a second one into the breach.”let him be God!"
He drew his gun back up to his shoulder, drawing a bead on another of the creatures, he prepared to unleash all the fury of the Lord.
(OOC: Teddy's going to draw sightlines on the beasts, doing his best to kill any that remain outside the store. If any come at him he'll give them preference of course. He'll be keeping his ears open from the chaps in the store, listening to them if they respond to his call. Oh god I'm in this game I'm so excited.)
Posted on 2010-09-09 at 19:38:55.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: sfd
I've got an inkling
Posted on 2010-09-09 at 17:27:52.
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Topic: Loaded Dice #56: Of Bravado and Stupidity...
Subject: asdf
Elf gonna die.
Posted on 2010-09-09 at 14:04:49.
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Topic: Elves and Mustard
Subject: sadf
Have them fight a mustard elemental. Problem solved.
Posted on 2010-09-09 at 13:23:55.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: asdf
Can you pick up a few for me?
Posted on 2010-09-08 at 17:57:39.
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Topic: most silly superpowers
Subject: asdf
I can consume my weight in prawns. Hourly.
Edit: In retrospect, that may actually be a superpower.
Posted on 2010-09-08 at 17:09:00.
Edited on 2010-09-08 at 17:09:19 by Grugg
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Topic: Rhyming Game
Subject: awfs
...Savin'?
Posted on 2010-09-08 at 01:44:04.
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Topic: Zombies in Chicago Q&A
Subject: sadf
I'll tell ya' where you can keep that crowbar.
<_<
>_>
Posted on 2010-09-07 at 17:23:01.
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Topic: Last one to post wins - Part II
Subject: sadf
A herring.
Posted on 2010-09-07 at 01:59:29.
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Topic: Last one to post wins - Part II
Subject: asdf
Swordfish.
Posted on 2010-09-07 at 01:39:46.
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