((I've been thinking about joining this for a while, and since
everyone seems kind of at a loss for what to do next, maybe I could
help breathe life back into it??
I mean, I ♥ Pokemon (why else would
I be on this site, I ask you??), but then ERMAHGERD ZOMBIES.
Funny story: A friend of mine once did
a mock-up of a pamphlet on how to deal with the undead for
laypeople, and I actually was credited as her expert source.
XDD
I just don't know who I want to play. :T A flamboyant (and yet
strangely, bewilderingly straight) Frenchman (who used to be a
geneticist in his "real life" (y'know, before the zombies), a
Pokemon of some sort (I'd say Jolteon but it looks like that's
taken and I want to be ~*~ unique ~*~, soooo maybe Umbreon? Or I
guess I could branch out and try another pokemon ... Ninetales,
maybe?), or ... idk ... something cracky, like a sentient
domesticated non-pokemon/non-human cat. ))
(It would be amazing to bring this RP back to life,but the people
who want to join are a bit unlucky,because the user who created
this RP has not posted in it for the past 6-7 pages and it seems
like it'll be that way for quite some time.)
((True, but if there are enough players who are still willing to
play, then the creator can return to find the game still thriving!
Perhaps someone can take over as the GM-type
figure for a bit until the original creator returns?))
Zero was about to answer when he heard a shriek, and saw blood,
rocks, and dead body parts everywhere. He had a strong immune
system, but this was to much. He felt like throwing up.
Zero remembered that the numbness from the zombie bite on the side
of his stomach was spreading. If it spread to his head...he didn't
want to think about it.
"What were you going to do about my zombie bite again, Mousa?"
"Oh sorry." Mousa said,using a wound cleaner on the bite mark and
injecting the zombie antidote.After that,Mousa used a couple of
bandages on it "It'll be okay in a while,try to get some rest too."
He spoke
Quill woke up. He was covered in snow... Or ash, he didn't know. He
got up. "Where's everybody?" He asked. He felt weak. He began to
make his way down from the mountain. He saw Regigigas in the
distance. He was going to head there. He went through his bag.
Everything was fine. He pulled out a kit Kat and ate it as he
walked. No zombies on sight luckily.
Drill had died when the armored zombies appeared. Simply got
separated and murdered.
Thorn followed Rocky and the rest in utter silence. Something
bothered him. Something was calling to him.
Rose was sitting next to Quill. "I don't know." She says. She
looked at the Kitkat. "...Where did you get that chocolate? I'm
pretty sure there wouldn't be any stores selling fresh Kitkats.."
Quill nodded. He broke a chunk and passed it to her. "I still don't
know what you're saying, sorry." He said. He looked through his
bag. He didn't have any more candies, except for a cola bottle. He
was going to save it for later. The sun was starting to set.
Zombies were more active at dusk. "We have to move, unless we'll
get attacked." He pulled out a flashlight, just in case. His
goggles were cracked, but he could still see.
Thorn wondered were the gods were. He had no idea what happened.