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Zombies

A group of zombies, so far numbering near 500. They will attack anything that moves...

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by JohnLeaf

Description

I will take a post to describe one of my many 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}

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 Zombie.

Personality

Their only goal is to kill, eat and survive.

Equipment

whatever's happened to their messed up, half dead, body.

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Zombies moved sideways just as Leon pulled the trigger. It cried out in pain as it felt a wall of fire fly through the right side of it's chest, leaving a hole a few inches wide, revealing 3, now fully broken, ribs. It swung it's arm for a second time, it's instincts telling it that the gun was causing the pain. It's mind had one objective now, to rip apart the metal thing that was causing the damage.

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Zombies moved sideways just as Leon pulled the trigger. It cried out in pain as it felt a wall of fire fly through the right side of it's chest, leaving a hole a few inches wide, revealing 3, now fully broken, ribs. It swung it's arm for a second time, it's instincts telling it that the gun was causing the pain. It's mind had one objective now, to rip apart the metal thing that was causing the damage.

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Zombies would lung it's spike arm at the man's chest, still clawing at the gun with the other. It's attention was diverted from Leon for now. He was now just an obstacle in the way between the zombie, and the gun.

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Zombies would quickly get up, stumbling forward as the clip was pulled out. He began to swing his spiked arm at the new weapon that had been brought out, linking it's shine of metal to the shotgun which had created the hole that he now held his other hand, the one with an actual hand at the end, over. As he brought the spike towards the gun, he tripped from both the pain and his footing, accidentally diverting his attack from the gun, to Leon's body.

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Zombies felt a burning sensation as he looked to his left with his red eyes, watching as, along with the bullets pelting his stomach chest, his left arm, his spike arm, the main weapon he had up until now, was shot at. He felt it go limp, and it dropped to his side. He then, in an instantaneous realization, threw his other arm in front of his face as he ran through the bullets, getting hit repeatedly, swinging his head from side to side like a bull in a rage as he attempted to run in to Leon. The pain was gone, adrenaline being the only thing that was even keeping the creature standing.

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Zombies took the kick, flying back as it felt a snap. The strain all the ammunition had put on it's body, ripping it apart, paid it's toll. It's body hit the ground before it's head. It rolled a few feet away, blood leaking out of the hole where it's arm and head should have been. the red from it's eyes was gone as it's head lay, torn from it's body, lying in the rubble of the bar. It had lost. The battle was lost. But the war, was far from over...

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Zombies succeeds.

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Zombies wins.

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Character Portrait: Zombies Zombies says,
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Zombies 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.

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Character Portrait: Zombies Zombies says,
 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.

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Zombies
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...