bitey zombies //MARTIN

[RHODANTAURAEL]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i52.tinypic.com/otj5sn.jpg); width: 390px; -moz-border-radius: 40px 0px 40px 0px; border-radius:40px 0px 40px 0px; opacity: 0.8; border-right: #69889d 15px solid; border-left: #69889d 15px solid;] » don't stop me now « » tonight i'm gonna have myself a real good time « Rhode opened her eyes to green. It wasn't a good green, either. Well, it was kind of a good green, though it was a weird green with bits of brown in it and kind of dull. She didn't like this green, wherever or whatever this green was. As her eyes focused, she became aware of the fact that the green was actually leaves, and the brown was a tree branch that she was laying on. Weird. When did she get into a tree? She looked out past the leaves at the sky, frowning a bit. When did it get dark and gloomy? She looked down at the ground. And when did she get on an island in the middle of a swamp? In a tree? Alone? "Hello?" she shouted, frowning deeper when she got no answer. "Hello?" Again, no answer. However, it wasn't completely silent. The branch under her groaned as she moved, cracking along where it connected to the trunk. Only too late did she realize that she was about to fall out of the tree, and so she ended up half submerged in swamp water and covered in algae. So far, not a very good day. Rhode got up out of the water, spitting algae and bits of the murky swamp out of her mouth. She frowned and quickly took the water out of her clothes using her powers, throwing the little ball of compressed water and algae over her shoulder and into the swamp. She heard a faint groan from somewhere behind her, and she turned around, trying to see what had made the sound. "Hello?" she asked, and only got another, louder, groan in response. A figure became visible as it rose out of the swamp, chunks of half decayed flesh falling off of its skeleton. Rhode stared at the creature as it was joined by other creatures. What were they? They looked like humans, but they were clearly dead, if the visible skeleton and no blood was anything to go by. Of course, if they were dead, how could they move? She'd never heard of anything like this before. "Are you nice creatures?" she asked, and the only response she got was one of the creatures biting down rather hard on her arm. She yanked her arm out of its jaws, offended and hurt. "Why did you do that?" she asked it, and its answer was to reach out for her and try to bite her again. She frowned and determined that these creatures were not good creatures, and so she blew them up. Bits of flesh and bone went everywhere except for on her, littering the island, the tree, and the swamp. She wondered just whose swamp this was, and why they would let these horrible bitey creatures run around in it freely. Didn't they know that someone would get hurt? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ » zombies! oh noes! « tagged » - - - - - - martin 487 - - - - - « words lyrics » - - - - - - queen elevenie - - - - - - « credit

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[MARTIN RIGGS]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i52.tinypic.com/otj5sn.jpg); width: 390px; -moz-border-radius: 40px 0px 40px 0px; border-radius:40px 0px 40px 0px; opacity: 0.8; border-right: #95b9c7 15px solid; border-left: #95b9c7 15px solid;] » everyone has a list of problems « » but i'm number one on everyones list « Riggs was starting to get used to waking up soaked. It was kind of becoming a routeen thing lately. You know; Get up, get some coffee, piss of some bad guys, get knocked out, and wake up soaked. Yeah. It'll be a craze in a few years. At least this time he wasn't in a straight jacket in the ocean or tied up to the ceiling under sewage pipes with some Chinese freak shock therapist feeling him up. Actually, as far as waking up in shitty situations went, this wasn't too bad at all. Trish might not agree -she kind of had this thing about him getting mud and blood on her carpet (the same kind of thing she had when Rog and him.. okay, when he may or may not have completely totaled her new station wagon) but well, he'd just go into the station first. Mess with Murphy and his his "nonexistent" ulcer (he didn't like mud on the carpet either. People). All he had to do first was figure out one little thing: Where the fuck was he? Riggs had been a lot of places that this one DIDN'T resemble. More than he had, that was for sure. But with his list of enemies containing almost the entire South African and North Vietnamese governments, this kind of stunt was far from... unbelievable. Ha ha very funny. He was alone in a swamp. He's done along in a jungle for three years and that was with people shooting at him. Right now he was just kind of miffed there was too much blood floating around in his coffee stream and he was gonna miss watching the Three Stooges with Sam. He was gonna miss work to but he didn't think anyone there was miss him too much. He cocked back his pistol as he got up, surveyed the area, and then started walking north. (Can take the kid out of the Army. Can't take the Army out of the kid). And then something moved, and within a fraction of a second his gun was trained on it. Well, hello, blink blink. That was NOT a foreign son of a bitch. In fact, that looked a awful lot like a dead guy. Riggs had worked with a lot of dead guys. This guy - definitely dead. Riggs figured he could stand to be a little bit more dead though (you know, not walking and talking..or a... gneerrrrring, to be technical) so he shot it in the head. He squinted at the gross now spattered deceased man. "I don't think you're planning on getting up again, are you?" GNEEERRRR. "Oh, of course. Friends!" Before he got a chance to blow these one's brains out there was an explosion (he started ratting off the list: not a hand grenade, not a bomb) in that direction. "Holy shit." The shrapnel (in this case bone marrow) made it easily to him and past. Trish wasn't letting him in the house... Gun still up and on he walked in on that scene, expecting someone armed and dangerous (or dead, either or) and not the little girl that was standing in the middle of the blast radius. "What the fuck was that?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ » hehe « tagged » - - - - - - rhode 547- - - - - - « words lyrics » - - - - - - nope (but they should be, eh? i'll claim em!) elevenie - - - - - - « credit

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