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Flesh Eaters

Klurk Town Town Center

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a part of Flesh Eaters, by JohnLeaf.

A small park sits in the middle with various shops and buildings surrounding it.

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Setting

the center of the area is a park with scattered areas of trees. Around it is a circle of road, with shps and stores across from the park. all these buildings go around to the Town Center in the north. A large building with a stone front that's quite obviously the main building. To the left of the park is a convenient store, to the right a small motel and to the south is a small launder mat. Between each building is either road, or more trees.
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Klurk Town Town Center

A small park sits in the middle with various shops and buildings surrounding it.

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Klurk Town Town Center is a part of Flesh Eaters.

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Zombies [4] A group of zombies, so far numbering near 500. They will attack anything that moves...
Neeron [3] A large man in a brown trench coat with a cowboy hat on his head.

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A man would moan silently a few hundred feet from the bar, shortly before he threw up a barrage of blood on to the grass. He doubled over as he put his hands to his stomach, moaning once more in pain before raising his arm to eye level. There it was, the sign he had been hoping not to see. There was a hole, in his arm. And it hadn't been there a few minutes ago. The virus was inside of him, slowly eating away at him from inside.

His vision began to blur as thoughts of killing and eating clouded his mind and judgment. He had always had a weak willpower, and it was proving true yet again as his decisions were easily controlled by the flesh eating virus. His brain had probably already been started at, causing him to slowly begin to revert back to a barbaric state.

Looking around, the man noticed a thin metal rod on the ground. Perfect, sharp, the man's thought directed simply as he picked it up and examined it like a gorilla.
He stood up, metal bar in hand, as his full form was revealed. He was a 5'9 man with a fairly muscular body, although it wasn't apparent. The virus had already began eating at the muscle, converting it in to a material more dense than regular muscle, although the side effect was severe pain. His face was pretty normal, that is if the hole that was in his ear cartilage wasn't there.

He looked at the rod once more before shoving it in to his hand, screaming as more pain was added on top of all the previous pain. His mind, however, didn't care. A sharp hard stick was better than the function of a hand. It could be used as a weapon far better and faster than controlled like a tool. The man's mouth began foaming as he took a few steps towards the bar, stumbling before heading forward at a silent run. As he approached the bar, he prepared to jump.

He slammed his hand with the rod in to the stone, watching the expected reaction as his otherwise useless arm held him in place as the metal rod got lodged in to the stone. He swung his other hand up to grab hold of a crevice in the stone before quickly, much more quickly than normally humanly possible, he sent the metal hand flying up again in to yet more stone.

After a few seconds he was at his destination. The bar window at the rafters. He threw himself in, on to the rafters, the glass shattering to the bar floor, although he didn't care if he was noticed or not. It was feeding time, and the patrons were it's prey. He, the helpless victim of a plague of zombies...

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Zombies A low moaning would be audible, coming from the bar's ruins in a shadow. If anyone were to point at it with a flashlight, a man, barely recognizable as one, would be viewable. The creature would have a face, with parts of it's muscle visible, while it's skin had a shade of green and brown to it, as if it had been buried underground for a week or two. It was missing one hand, the skin where the missing had had been, was gone, revealing a crudely shaped spike, shaped as if it had bit it's own bone in to a spear of sorts. It's clothes had various holes, revealing missing skin and a chunk of missing flesh, a few inches in. It's legs were torn at, although no large pieces were missing. the worst part though, was the chunk of skin it had missing from it's cheek, causing the inside of it's mouth to be visible. the teeth seen through the hole were all sharp, although it wasn't from growing like that. It looked more like they had been clawed at and shaped in to points. {c}

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Zombies Blood and saliva would slowly drip from the hole in the creatures mouth, it's blood red eyes searching the ruins of the bar for a target. It put it's single hand, to it's head, letting out a lower, inaudible moan of pain. It hurt, and what little it had left of a mind was telling it the only way to stop the pain would be to eat. Eat, kill, survive. The three commands running through it's mind. It knew, deep down, that it wouldn't be able to stop what it planned to do. It had lost it's free will, as soon as it had contracted the virus, becoming, in all effects, a [b]Zombie[b]...

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Character Portrait: Neeron Neeron says,
 A man on the second story of a building sees a man in the distance. Wondering who the person is he takes the nearby binoculars and looks through them. He sees the morbid man, who looks like he just got up from the grave. Worried the man takes his gear and runs outside towards the man. Getting closer he hides behide some debris and grabs the gun on his back. He yells to the man, asking who he is, while leveling the gun towards him.

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Zombies The only thing to be heard would be a load moan. He would disappear in to the darkness, only to be seen again by the building side as he climbed up to the building roof, most probably seen. It was trying to lure him. It was bringing the prey to the lair. It was hungry, and it wanted food.

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Neeron The man sees the thing try to climb up the side of the building he was just in. He realizes that the thing wasn't human and quickly shoots at it. He sees that the shot missed and curses. He stops to decide what to do then circles the building and goes into one on the other side and climbs to the top. He sees the creature and gets it in the cross hairs and fires at its right leg.

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Zombies The zombie wited at the top of the building after the bullets narrowly missed him. After a minute, he noticed the human at the building opposite him. It ducked under the stone ledge surrounding the roof, dodging the bullets that were sent flying past him. It jumped, slamming in to the side of the building Neeron was now on. He threw himself up quickly, hiding behind the small structure that held the stairs to the lower levels of the building, on the opposite side that Neeron was on as he lay in abush, waiting for the man's curiosity to bring him around to see if the zombie was there, as it's instincts told him the human would probably do.

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Character Portrait: Neeron Neeron says,
 The man is so shocked by the creatures speed he can't move. After a few minutes he returns to normal and decides to pursue it but this time decides to have a little suprise of his own and puts straps the gun to his back while taking a hand gun and a grenade out from his jacket. He sprints to where he saw the creature go and throws the grenade.

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Dracka Lore A man in a jeep is reading a book and hears gun fire. He looks up with a surprised look which quickly turns to a worried one. He starts driving to the source of the gun fire in the abandoned town. He stops the jeep next to the building where thinks the shots are coming from grabs his gun and runs to the top. He then sees a grenade explode near the building next to him. Not taking any chances he points his gun in the direction of the building.

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A low moaning would be audible, coming from the bar's ruins in a shadow. If anyone were to point at it with a flashlight, a man, barely recognizable as one, would be viewable. The creature would have a face, with parts of it's muscle visible, while it's skin had a shade of green and brown to it, as if it had been buried underground for a week or two. It was missing one hand, the skin where the missing had had been, was gone, revealing a crudely shaped spike, shaped as if it had bit it's own bone in to a spear of sorts. It's clothes had various holes, revealing missing skin and a chunk of missing flesh, a few inches in. It's legs were torn at, although no large pieces were missing. the worst part though, was the chunk of skin it had missing from it's cheek, causing the inside of it's mouth to be visible. the teeth seen through the hole were all sharp, although it wasn't from growing like that. It looked more like they had been clawed at and shaped in to points. {c}


Blood and saliva would slowly drip from the hole in the creatures mouth, it's blood red eyes searching the ruins of the bar for a target. It put it's single hand, to it's head, letting out a lower, inaudible moan of pain. It hurt, and what little it had left of a mind was telling it the only way to stop the pain would be to eat. Eat, kill, survive. The three commands running through it's mind. It knew, deep down, that it wouldn't be able to stop what it planned to do. It had lost it's free will, as soon as it had contracted the virus, becoming, in all effects, a [b]Zombie[b]...


A man on the second story of a building sees a man in the distance. Wondering who the person is he takes the nearby binoculars and looks through them. He sees the morbid man, who looks like he just got up from the grave. Worried the man takes his gear and runs outside towards the man. Getting closer he hides behide some debris and grabs the gun on his back. He yells to the man, asking who he is, while leveling the gun towards him.



The only thing to be heard would be a load moan. He would disappear in to the darkness, only to be seen again by the building side as he climbed up to the building roof, most probably seen. It was trying to lure him. It was bringing the prey to the lair. It was hungry, and it wanted food.


The man sees the thing try to climb up the side of the building he was just in. He realizes that the thing wasn't human and quickly shoots at it. He sees that the shot missed and curses. He stops to decide what to do then circles the building and goes into one on the other side and climbs to the top. He sees the creature and gets it in the cross hairs and fires at its right leg.


The zombie wited at the top of the building after the bullets narrowly missed him. After a minute, he noticed the human at the building opposite him. It ducked under the stone ledge surrounding the roof, dodging the bullets that were sent flying past him. It jumped, slamming in to the side of the building Neeron was now on. He threw himself up quickly, hiding behind the small structure that held the stairs to the lower levels of the building, on the opposite side that Neeron was on as he lay in abush, waiting for the man's curiosity to bring him around to see if the zombie was there, as it's instincts told him the human would probably do.


The man was so shocked by the creatures speed he can't move. After a few minutes he returns to normal and decides to pursue it but this time decides to have a little suprise of his own and puts straps the gun to his back while taking a hand gun and a grenade out from his jacket. He sprints to where he saw the creature go and throws the grenade.


A man in a jeep was reading a book when he heared gun fire. He looks up with a surprised look which quickly turns to a worried one. He starts driving to the source of the gun fire in the abandoned town. He stops the jeep next to the building where thinks the shots are coming from grabs his gun and runs to the top. He then sees a grenade explode near the building next to him. Not taking any chances he points his gun in the direction of the building.

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