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Topic: Twilight- Any Fans?
Subject: Twilight?
<-NOT a fan. Infact I'm so much not a fan, that I'm more an Antifan then anything else.
Posted on 2008-12-02 at 03:31:51.
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Topic: Feeding The Undead Q/A
Subject: Hah
So it seems whoever is screaming for their live near the Walmart parking lot shall have no hero on this day. Maybe good for you guys, Vor and Ad 
Posted on 2008-11-24 at 00:32:36.
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Topic: Feeding The Undead Q/A
Subject: Eh
Well conceivably, Grugg was supposed to react to YOU...he hasn't yet....The only thing I can do is force him into action. Which..I'm on the verge of doing.
Posted on 2008-11-24 at 00:30:07.
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Topic: Feeding The Undead Q/A
Subject: Hmm...
Helloooo? Any posts incoming? :/...
Posted on 2008-11-21 at 21:21:22.
Edited on 2008-11-21 at 21:22:10 by Valimar
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Topic: Feeding The Undead Q/A
Subject: hah
It was most fun killing zombies and being zombified along side ye, Grugg!
Posted on 2008-11-19 at 03:16:36.
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Topic: Feeding The Undead
Subject: A Meetup Perhaps?
Walmart Supercenter,
103 N Caroline Street, Herkimer,
Upstate New York
September 14th, Sunday, 10:35pm
As Father Bryson’s little green sedan pulled into the large expanse of the Walmart parking-lot, Lisa peered through the neon flood of the lot’s lights. Her hands were pressed against the window and her posture was tense. “I don’t see a riot anymore. Maybe it got broken up. “
It was possible. The crowd had poured through the fence that separated the parking- lot from the sporting fields of the Herkimer Highschool. The local school kids tended to use the holes in the fence to cut through the lot, and they tended to travel in groups. Something told Bryson that this was not the case. Infact the same voice was screaming at him right now for turning around. He would be well past the village of Ilion by now if he had stayed on the highway.
As he navigated the paved expanse towards the looming building, both he spotted signs that things were infact, strangely wrong. There weren’t many vehicles left in the lot, but those that were here were congested about the two entrances, blocking his view. He did however, notice the jeep with the shattered drivers side window. The glass glistened in the pale lot lights, and red stained the shards that wreathed the window’s frame. The driver was nowhere to be seen.
“Why are those people running?”
It was true, a handful of men and women were sprinting out of the store’s doors and across the parkinglot. One man in a black, Nike baseball cap screamed something at them that Bryson couldn’t hear, and waved at them, ushering them to turn around, or at least to not go near the building.
“What is that couple doing?” The Minister followed her pointing finger, and spotted two figures standing outside the Garden Center entrance. The man was tall, with a shaved head and button up shirt. He looked middle aged. The female looked young, and was geared in a tiny black plaid miniskirt, a black tanktop, and fishnet stockings. One of those “gothy” types of girls no doubt. What had gathered Lisa’s attention however, was the cart the man had. The barrel’s of guns, and the blades of machetes gleamed over the metal mesh of the cart. The pair looked like they were ready for war!
****** ****** ******
"Well, where to?"
Jetta was soaking in the parkinglot. From the opposite entrance, a group of people were springing across the lot, screaming. They didn’t seem to be what had her attention however.
“Don’t you hear that? I haven’t heard a scream so terrifying since my ex boyfriends black metal collection!”
Now that she mentioned it, he could hear it. From somewhere on the other side of the building, a shrill shriek was rising over the footsteps and the frantic shouts of the people fleeing the building. A strangled, broken voice, clearly a woman’s. Tiann thought he heard the word “help” and maybe “Please” and “No” but it was hard to tell. Mostly he heard agony. Pure agony.
“I think we should see what the hell that woman’s problem is.” Jetta looked up at Tiann for his opinion. Just then, a green sedan turned into the parking lane before them. It’s headlights gleamed in Jetta’s black hair, and Tiann had to squint. This was the only car coming into the parkinglot. Everyone else it seemed, was trying to get the hell out.
(If Bryson happens to roll down his window, or get out of the car to speak with the "couple"/Addy, he too will be able to hear the screaming of whatever hapless victim I am tormenting. Also you can park in the handicap parkingspot right in front of where Tiann and Jetta are standing ))
Posted on 2008-11-17 at 00:05:14.
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Topic: Feeding The Undead Q/A
Subject: Right.
Well since I said I would like to get this game back to being a weekly thing, and Weekends are my best time for updating, I shall update for Tiann and Bryson tonight. That way you will all be back on the same posting schedule.! Woo! Hopefully everything will be square for me to post again by next weekend.
On a side note, this is going to be an utterly zombietastic week for me...and Grugg.
That mention about the game "Left 4 Dead" that i put in Duncans post-real game, comes out Tomorrow (or tuesday depending on the store)....Grugg and I shall be waging war against undead filth all week if any of you have Xboxlive and care to join us .
Posted on 2008-11-16 at 22:37:55.
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Topic: Feeding The Undead Q/A
Subject: Hmm
Well, if you want to play a different character, it is VERY possible. Remember I'm going to have the game set up as "chapters". This is the first and least exciting, due only to the fact that its the chapter that sets the stage for my grand plans.
Really the only "Objectives" of this scenario (and I should have told you all this in the beginning), is to discover the horrific truth behind the "sickness", and to get to safety.
Once you all do that (or fail) I set up a new scenario in a different time and place. You can be the same character, or make a new one, or stop playing all together at that point.
So i suggest you just try to get the feel of Bryson again (It's my fault you cant get the feel-since i had the came haulted for so long). hes a good character with an interesting...conflicting background. If he dies, well he dies, and if he makes it through the scenario, either way you will have the option of keeping him or getting a new character.
Hope that makes sense. Good post btw, You shall spot Tiann standing like an Action Hero in the parking lot.
Posted on 2008-11-16 at 22:34:12.
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Topic: Feeding The Undead Q/A
Subject: Excellent
A good opening post Duncan. Now We must see how the Grugg responds! What is to become of poor Jimmy?!
Vorioch posssssst 
Posted on 2008-11-16 at 21:45:01.
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Topic: Feeding The Undead Q/A
Subject: Woops
Putting you on the list right now.
Posted on 2008-11-15 at 23:44:32.
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Topic: Feeding The Undead Q/A
Subject: Lol
Yes...The biker that Roger saw crash infact you. You saw the update I gave you yes?
Posted on 2008-11-15 at 21:46:04.
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Topic: Feeding The Undead Q/A
Subject: On yer Own
It's just you and Lisa that you know of. There may be others who took this road...but you don't notice any familiar vehicles.
Posted on 2008-11-15 at 21:06:20.
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Topic: Feeding The Undead Q/A
Subject: Enter Roger Reynolds
Welcome Duncan! I apologize for the delay getting you in, but I needed an opportunity. I have placed you in the same area that our dear Grugg has currently crashed his bike.
Have fun and good luck!
Oh, AND GRUGG-
Gimme a description of your character! All I know is that your male, white, and that your hair is brown and your eyes are blue -_-.
Posted on 2008-11-15 at 19:55:35.
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Topic: Feeding The Undead
Subject: Enter Roger Reynolds
Faxtion Healthcare Facility
State Street, Herkimer,
Upstate New York
September 14th, Sunday, 10:35 pm
The night before had been truly glorious for Roger Reynolds. He had come to Herkimer with thoughts of bloodshed and victory, and he had spent the evening laying waste to his enemies and had set the precedence for gaming excellence. Surely by the time the evening had concluded, his was a name heard in all corners of the Herkimer County Community College lounge.
Today however, had been disappointing. Exceedingly disappointing. Big names from Valve, and the art director of the upcoming Zombie slashing horror game Left 4 Dead were supposed to be making a highly anticipated presentation on the “Filmic Effects” that supposedly gave the game a perfect horror movie touch, and more importantly, gave the player the feeling that he was RIGHT IN the game. Who wouldn’t be excited about being one of the last survivors in a city infested by flesh starved, living dead? The true horror of the day came in a form that Roger had not expected, however. It was announced to an already fairly crowded lounge that “Due to transportation issues”, the makers of zombie fans next big obsession wouldn’t be arriving. Instead, the hosts of the convention would be holding a makeshift presentation on a supposedly “Horror” Korean MMO- Requiem Bloodymare.
He had suffered through it, with the anticipation of more bloodshed and glory through the open gaming that was scheduled to continue on into the night following the presentation. One can only imagine the hurt and frustration that Roger felt then, when at ten o’clock, just a half hour into carnage, two police officers appeared and demanded everyone’s attention.
“We’re sorry to have to tell ya’ll this, but your night’s over. Herkimer Village officials have announced that a curfew is being implemented tonight, starting…well now.”
Of course an uproar ensued as outraged nerds demanded to know, all at once, what gave anyone the right to take away their freedom. It was hushed.
“We understand your frustration folks, but it’s a matter of health and safety. There’s a pretty bad outbreak of rabies in the area, and all people and pets need to be indoors. No not here. In your home. You can’t stay here all night. Go home and keep the news on so you know when the curfew is lifted.”
That was that. Sunday was a ruinous disaster. It couldn’t get worse. Roger had trudged to his bike, and had coasted down the hill that the college was precariously perched upon, into the town of Herkimer, and towards the cheap hotel he had reserved for the evening.
It was one of those nights, he thought as he coasted over the broken sidewalk and passed through the shadows of looming, buildings and sickly, yellow pools of streetlamp light, in which a zombie outbreak would be perfect. The air was cold, but it wasn’t crisp or clean. A dank, mustiness hung over the village, leaving a hazy mist curling around half naked, autumn trees and graffiti scrawled brick buildings. A silent tension hung over the village, as if a storm was rolling in. Glancing up he saw that the moon was blurred by the fog. Alas…he had been looking forward to a good zombie experience.
Cutting through what looked like a hospital’s parking lot, he heard the roar of a motorcycle, ahead. He caught sight of the vehicle and raised an eyebrow. Two men rode the bike, but while the man steering the bike was busy focused on finding a parking spot, the man behind him, who wasn’t wearing a jacket, but rather a white wife beater that looked splattered in red, had been laying limply on his back. That wasn’t any way to ride a motorcycle!
Turning back to his own navigation of the parking lot, Roger had only been looking away for a moment, when a loud squeal of rubber, and a metallic crash caused him to jump, and nearly lose control of his own bike. Hitting the breaks he looked towards the motorcycle and saw it laying on it’s side, having smashed into the driver side of a red PT Cruiser. Both men who had been the bike were staggering to their feet…
Posted on 2008-11-15 at 19:52:21.
Edited on 2008-11-15 at 19:53:23 by Valimar
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Topic: Feeding The Undead Q/A
Subject: Addy
Can you put up a list of exactly everything you got from Walmart? Did you pick up a flood light lol?
Posted on 2008-11-15 at 19:00:20.
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Topic: Who Has Xbox Live?
Subject: I am
And I call Francis! 
We shall relive the Rambling Drunks days. Though the closest thing we're going to get to a "Fortress of Inebriation" is if we simply get Inebriated before playing.
Posted on 2008-11-15 at 04:24:03.
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Topic: Who Has Xbox Live?
Subject: Hah!
I just got done going through that with my cousin...its awsome. Playing Gears of War right now though
Posted on 2008-11-15 at 02:23:48.
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Topic: Who Has Xbox Live?
Subject: Who Has Xbox Live?
Simply put-we should all be frieeends!
My unholy Tag= Fenriz13
Posted on 2008-11-15 at 01:37:14.
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Topic: Feeding The Undead Q/A
Subject: Yeah
I just posted for Grugg. I'll post for you tomorrow. I was trying to push back updating since I dont have anything to update on since noone posted.... ....But I'll write you in tomorrow.
Posted on 2008-11-11 at 22:28:27.
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Topic: Feeding The Undead
Subject: To the Hospital!
Faxtion Healthcare Facility
State Street, Herkimer,
Upstate New York
September 14th, Sunday, 10:35 pm
A sickly silence had settled over the bar as if by some noxious cloud. Folk didn’t know what was going on, but there had been no good omens over the past few hours. Infact “rumors” had turned into news reports, and news reports had turned into officially installed curfews. Over what? A breakout of rabies? Mange? Both were common in these parts. Why the hell would you shut down a small town like Herkimer because of a few more attacks then usual?
At this point it made no difference. Jack decided he had seen and heard enough. First things first however, downing the final swig of his Sam Adams and setting the glass firmly on the bar, he stood, straightened out his tough leather jacket, and started for Jimmy, who at this point looked like opting out of a hospital visit had been a horrible mistake. With his head against the counter, and his body rising with heavy breathes, and wracked by violent shivers, It was obvious he needed to be looked at by a doctor.
"Man, I think you've had enough." He sauntered up to him and put his hand on the man’s shoulder. It was feverish and clammy. "Here, why don't you come with me, I'll give you a ride to the hospital."
“Heh?” Jimmy looked up at him as if he had been riled from a nap. “Oh..yeah…Yeah thanks. I feel like shit man.”Waving goodbye to Diane, who seemed to be the only one paying them any attention, Jack helped the man to his feet and they headed out the doors.
Night had settled over Herkimer. A sort of dusky, murky twilight that brooded beyond the streetlights as if a storm were about to snap. Jack couldn’t see any stars, but he hadn’t heard about any storms. The street was abandoned, and it felt much later then it was. Mainstreet was the usually gather spot for the residents of Herkimer who had nothing better to do with their lives, then loiter on a sidewalk at 3 in the morning. Here it was just ten at night and the street was empty.
That didn’t mean the town felt dead however. The faint honking of horns, and the headlights of cars a few blocks down, probably heading out of the town, drew his attention. Good thing you could get to the Health Center without getting on State Street.
Putting his helmet on and digging an extra from the bikes saddle bags and handing it to Jimmy, Jack roared the beast to life. Ushering the man onto the back, he waited for him to get securely positioned. If the moment was awkward, Jack could easily reassure himself this was the right decision by the fact that he could actually feel the man’s body heat, rolling off him as he sat squarely behind him.
“Hold on.” And pulling from the curb, Jack swung the bike around and headed in the direction of the Faxton Healthcare Facility.
It wasn’t a long trip…or it shouldn’t have been. He didn’t notice anything unnatural per say, on the streets of Herkimer. Unnatural and Unusual are two very different things of course. The entire village was unusual at the moment. That was to be expected of course. Darkened buildings swept by as his hog ripped through winding streets. Houses, apartment buildings, offices. Arriving at the facilities rear entrance, Jack had to slow the bike down to make it over the curb, and that’s when he realized how limp Jimmy was. Glancing over his shoulder, he saw that the guy was just kind of laying back, his head bobbing limply on the rear wheel shield as if this was some country meadow and he was counting stars. Circumstances however, made this site particularly unpleasant. Did he die?!
Turning back to his driving, Jack glanced over the lot in an attempt to find an immediate place to park. For the most part the place was empty. Good. Swinging his bike towards the nearest free spot, he nearly emptied his bowels when he felt Jimmy’s hand grip the leather of his jacket, near his shoulder. Confused, Jack tried to glance behind him, just as another hand gripped his other shoulder and Jimmy’s buzz cut toting noggin hit him in the side of the face. “What the?” Jack tried to shake the man off, but was helpless in the bike. A sudden pressure clamped down on the muscle at the base of his neck. His jacket squeezed tight into his skin. The man was trying to bite him! In a panic to swat the guy off, Jack lost control of his precious bike. He hadn’t really been paying attention to his driving, what with being grappled and bit by a man who had been limp as a boned fish 20 seconds earlier. When he noticed the red PT Cruiser looming just ahead, it was too late. The bike struck the driver side door. The engine roared and the tires screamed. He hadn’t been going fast, but in an attempt to rip the bike to the side, Jack found himself tumbling off the side, and smacking into the pavement hard. Jimmy must have fallen as well, but all he knew was that the man wasn’t gripping him anymore.
Pushing himself quickly to his feet, he glanced Jimmy, rising to his own feet, slowly, and with an awkward balance like a toddler, on just the other side of the bike…
Posted on 2008-11-11 at 22:26:17.
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Topic: Totally Random Thoughts
Subject: Sales up 8 percent?
People really need to stop eating at McDonalds...
Posted on 2008-11-10 at 22:20:14.
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Topic: Feeding The Undead Q/A
Subject: Alas
I have given well over a week for updates, but I can't hold off any longer without risking the game slipping back into death. So I must update...the zombies don't wait around for those who linger.
Posted on 2008-11-06 at 20:29:45.
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Topic: Feeding The Undead Q/A
Subject: Guys?
So everyone has an update except Duncan. If you don't know what to do, just lemme know and I'll help ya. But I hope this game can move fairly regularly. If you can't post, let me know.
Duncan, I'm going to write you in when I update next...which is supposed to be sunday/monday....if everyone posts by then.
Posted on 2008-10-30 at 22:46:38.
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Topic: Feeding The Undead Q/A
Subject: Welcome
Glad to have you, Duncan. I put set your character sheet with the others, on page 1. I'll try to write you in tomorrow!
Good luck and have fun!
Posted on 2008-10-28 at 02:19:22.
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Topic: Feeding The Undead Q/A
Subject: Nope
I don't mind at all.
Posted on 2008-10-24 at 12:46:04.
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