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The Zombie Tramp vs The Spombliens: Dawn of Carnal Carnage

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Shrignold
 
03:13PM
Shrignold walked into the inn.He went to the bartender ” water please ” when he got his drink he sat at a booth and started drawing
 
The Mala-Light Bringer, The “Fire-Breathing Bitch Queen”.
 
03:25PM
Aelin quietly walked into the inn, “A glass of ale please,” Her thick Australian voice exposed, gladly taking the mug of ale before sitting down on a stool and quietly began to sip at her ale. It was watery and cheap, although, it was cold which was good for her. The Queen of Terrasen looked around as she glanced over her shoulder.
 
Shrignold
 
03:27PM
” hmmmm ” Shrig tapped the pencil against the table ” who shall I ship”
 
Dragon priest
 
03:29PM
*a man standing 6’4″ and dressed as a mid-evil priest enters by walking out of the shadows,using them as doors,his face is hidden by a mask he has on,he looks around then sits alone for now to observe the others in the room*
 
Shrignold
 
03:34PM
Shrig walks to priest ” hi ” Shrig was really short so he had to look ” do you know any one I can ship “
 
Milton
 
03:41PM
*All this would be extremely hard to do right now, seeing as the Red Sun Inn is more of a husk than a functioning building, and quite a chunk of the planet of over ran with zombies. The Red Sun had been hit the worst. Because of this Milton was…. somewhere close by judging by the rapid sounds of gattling guns firing off in the distance*
 
Janey Belle
 
03:49PM
Outside, this city of Persistence was indeed in a special kind of Hell on Hellifyno. But, as usual, the Red Sun Inn seemed to be standing even when all else was either metaphorically or literally on fire. Three words, folks – SPACE. ZOMBIE. ALIENS. Or, as they’ll be known henceforth in all posts by this player… Spombliens. So much death! So much carnage! It was, essentially, music to Janey Belle’s ears, as she hovered above the city. This was true freedom, wasn’t it; being freed from life, from suffering, from dominion. These creatures walked about, sinking teeth into warm, living flesh, and further hastening the march of time towards the End… Such a sweet end. Slowly, she descended, until bare feet touched down to ruined remains of streets. The only thing that the Zombie Tramp, self-proclaimed and entirely unofficial and not at all sincerely claimed Queen of the Dead, and all around Giant Bitch was wearing was a silk sleeveless black robe that hung open loosely and matching thong, because yeah, freedom from clothing too came when you were an undead witch who could brutally butcher anyone that had a real problem with your fashion choices. Glowing green eyes scanned her surroundings, There were dead people everywhere, crushed and splattered from the impact. “Wake up.” Her first words, followed by words too evil and ancient to be written here. The curse flew from her plump lips to kiss the ears of the sleeping dead, and with her necromancy, they rose up again. “Those that arrived on what killed you are out there having fun… Go join them, why don’t you?” The dozens of shambling corpses nodded dumbly at her, and then, at her beck and call, made out to join in the feasting…
 
Milton
 
03:54PM
*Milton’s voice box was broken, its dome that kept its brain scratched but intact. Speech was out of the question for this low powered machine, so it was using quickly stitched together clips from movies and video games to get its message across, but for now the constant sound of rapid gun fire and an ever growing amount of undead in its general area was… troubling. It would have to get out of dodge soon*
 
Janey Belle
 
03:55PM
And of course, where did they decide to go eat? Why, the Red Sun Inn, of course! Because the food there was free… Her long ebony hair and robe billowing behind her, Janey and her horde of undead marched through the ruins of Persistence. “Look at them all, fighting…” There was resistance forming, of course; people armed with guns, with improvised melee weapons, and when they saw her, they just… very briefly paused. “These ones don’t look the same?” said one. “Who the FUCK CARES! GET HER!” Bullets came screaming through the air to tear away at her body… but instead, they were met with a curse from her lips, and the bullets found their speed drained from them so quickly that they fell harmlessly only feet from her. “Aww, boys, is that any way to treat guests?” She sneered at them, and cackled as the zombies behind her walked past and made their way to tear apart this meager little fort that had been built. “N-no! What are you?! WHAT ARE YOU–UUURRRKRKGURGLE!” Ah, the sound of a screaming throat being bitten out by three zombies at once. Poetry. She kept walking. The Inn was in sight.
 
Dragon priest
 
03:56PM
hmm ship?
 
Milton
 
03:58PM
*Nope! It was out, to sticking around for that. Why wasn’t it designed with quick running in mind!?* Let’s make some noise! *No! That was the wrong clip to use… OK, it had been making quite the bit of noise, but now the walking snack bar needed to be quiet. Very qu-* I’M COMING FOR YOU! *Why… Just, why use that one!?*
 
xXGenuisXx
 
04:00PM
 
Janey Belle
 
04:05PM
Ah, there it was! Just ahead. The Red Sun. Janey had gotten her start here, before she’d left for more opportunities and better food in Consequence. Mostly the better food – Janey didn’t do ‘opportunities’. Unless those were opportunities to just screw things over for other people. Death. Destruction. She could revel in it a little, just for now, while things were ripe. She had no hopes that it would last, since hope was a bit outside of her reach, too. But, as she walked, she noticed that, almost at the same time as she’d taken out that one barricade… the visiting spombliens had done the same and gotten in closer to the Inn as well. “Ah, well would you look at that!” She waved at the large group, about a dozen dozen spombliens to her own dozens. “Our kindred from the stars. Let’s go say ‘Hello’…” She walked forward confidently, a grin on her face as her eyes glowed brighter.
 
Milton
 
04:12PM
*While trying to get away from one group of these shambling masses, Milton had the horrid luck of very nearly scuttling in to the group Janey was leading. The reason for this? It was swapping out its galling guns for something with a bit more pep* Uh-oh Do not dissemble!
 
Janey Belle
 
04:18PM
“Hi there! Love what you’ve done with the place…” Janey walked up to the spomblien that was, by default ‘leading’ the charge… But was rewarded with only the blank expression. “I mean it. It has been… gosh, a good bit since I saw some proper resurgence against the living. Really, I appreciate it.” The spomblien stepped closer as Janey looked around, admiring the death and destruction. “I was about to head inside! I brought my own friends, some of the ones that your lot didn’t grab up.” Of course Janey knew she wasn’t really having a discussion with this thing; she was humoring herself. “Hope you don’t mind if we– what are you–” The spomblien had gotten REALLY close… and opened his mouth to take a bite out of her. Janey smacked it in response. “The FUCK? I’m DEAD, you idiot!” And then she realized that they’d all gotten… really close. “…Oh. Really? REALLY?” Yes, really. These things, apparently, didn’t recognize Janey as ‘one of them’, since she wasn’t one of them. They didn’t recognize her horde as friendly either, despite all of them being undead. “REALLY?! I can’t believe this!” Her hands ignited into glowing green, burning ectoplasm, and she struck the spomblien that lunged at her next, sending its head tumbling away with a burning green palm print on its face. “We’re on the SAME SIDE!” Evidently not…
 
Milton
 
04:23PM
*Lucky escape! Janey had her own problems it would seem, sooooo Milton very carefully began to sneak away, even if the small bot dropped a land mine down as it scuttled away. Just how long had this thing been sitting on a land mine? What else did this contraption have? Better yet, how was it storing all this inside such a small frame that should be a life support machine*
 
Janey Belle
 
04:31PM
“This is dumb!” Floating upwards, Janey got herself just out of reach of the attacking spombliens as they lunged and clawed at her. “You idiots can’t tell friend from foe! I want to KILL THINGS WITH YOU! And eat them! Look at me!” She gestured at her… everything. Gangrenous skin, exposed bits of muscle from injuries that were eternally there, the clouded glowing eyes, and teeth already stained with blood of a recent snack. “I’m ONE OF YOU!” But… she wasn’t. Her soul, monstrous as it was, still clung mostly intact to her corpse of a body… Maybe they felt her magic, her spirit, her lingering humanity, and had to take the further step to remove it from this world and any other. Or they were just driven to turn or devour anything that wasn’t like them, from how they attacked the hollow shells that were her minions. “Attack them! Tear them apart!” Those were her orders. And so zombies, terrestrial and extraterrestrial, clashed.
 
Milton
 
04:37PM
*Meanwhile as undead clashed with undead in a brawl that might be spoken about for the next five minutes, Milton climbed the ruins of a building, A reasonable vantage point for the three foot machine of annoyance. There it would stay until it either ran out of power, or got a pick up…. The loss of power was most likely*
 
Milton
 
05:09PM
*Risky move! Milton pretty much powered itself down to the barest of life support for one purpose. Sending out a distress call. It needed an out, this was the only way it thought it could get one. Hopefully it would get through to anyone else planetside, or someone up in the void of space. Who knows*
 
Janey Belle
 
05:25PM
The carnage was real. Zombie against spomblien. Dead versus the dead. Flesh and blood flew this way and that way as limbs were torn, teeth broke skin, and guts were spilled out across the ground. Janey, meanwhile, hovered above it all, dodging and weaving her way through the odd attacks of the spombliens, which seemed to mostly involve them trying to hit her with any bit of their own bodies that they ripped off or was ripped off of them. As soon as she could get herself still, her fingers aimed down at them and curses flew from her lips to strike out at them; necroplasmic flame boiled their flesh from their bones, and disturbingly, they kept fighting even as it happened. It was sure to smell horrible. “Damn you all! What tide of destruction are you that you fight ME? I came here to HELP you!!!” And then she remembered – the Inn. “Grr… Fellas, lure them into the building!” What remaining zombies she had obeyed their mistress, and so they wrestled with their alien cousins to drive them into the Inn that they’d all been converging on. A fat knot of undead flesh, amorphous and multi-limbed, writhed and lurged as it tore away at itself, growing closer and closer and closer to the Inn– and then exploded! Flesh rained down from the skies, charred, obliterated, and… beautifully. Janey was only just barely out of the splash zone herself. “What— WHO PUT THAT THERE?!”
 
Jeremiah & Jerrick
 
05:39PM
As he reaches within eyesight, a quarter mile, away from the inn Jeremiah Jerrickson spots the swarm of, undead converging on the inn. The large man lets out a heavy sigh as he continues his trek towards the building. He reaches under the traveling cloak that he has wrapped around his massive shoulders and unsheathes a large obsidian greatsword. Etched into the blade are multiple runes. If any of the creatures were to attack him he would be prepared, however he continues to make his way towards the inn, undaunted. Then he begins to whistle his favorite tune. ‘The Rains of Castamere,’ from his favorite show.
 
Janey Belle
 
05:43PM
Among the scattered pieces of her ruined horde, there was still… potential. And so Janey wove her next spell. The blood soaked earth mingled with what bits of zombie that remained to give rise to a newly shaped undead golem of pulsating flesh and dripping bloody mud. It groaned and oozed from its mouth, its eyes, and the shapeless earholes on the sides of its head, and rose up to its full 15 foot height. “Get your ass in there!” She pointed at the Inn… and then… she felt it. She turned slowly… and looked. All around the Inn, THEY had come. More and more and more of the spombliens had wormed their way past the fighting to find these… competitors. The flesh golem turned away from the Inn as it also sensed its mistress’ changing intent. “…I think that… maybe this town just isn’t big enough for the two of us…”
 
Jeremiah and Jerrick
 
05:48PM
Finally, after wading through the creatures that were blocking the way to the building, Jeremiah reaches the doors to the Red Sun Inn. He turns to the woman that the horde of creatures seemed to be gunning for and grins. “I’m not sure what you did exactly but these things seem to be motivated specifically to killing you…. Have fun with that.” He then turns away from her and moves to enter the building.
 
Janey Belle
 
05:49PM
“…Eat him.” Janey pointed at the stranger that seemed to think he could just wade through all of this like Jesus walking on water, and so the few stragglers of undead minions she possessed went lurching his way.
 
The Ringed Reavers
 
05:50PM
There was a sound like thunder from far above. There in the sky, they hung – the Ravagers, jets on their back burning brightly as they held themselves aloft. And there with them, glorious raven wings spread out as if belonging to some angel of destruction, was the Ravener. Though he was too distant for his expression to be seen by those below, the contempt he and his warriors held for their undead foes was thickly palpable. The Ravener raised his hand, sword held high, and dropped it forward; and as one, they came plummeting from on high, the Ravagers and their leader, guns howling bloody vengeance and blades flashing in the dimming light. One of the Ravagers landed on the shoulders of Janey’s undead golem, Kyrios pistols spraying into the crowd of foes, while his brethren swooped and went hurtling back up after completing their first strafing run. The Ravener, on the other hand, did not ascend again, landing in the thick of combat and proceeding to clear a ten-foot radius around himself, sword and bladed wings blurring through the air as they did their grisly work.
 
Milton
 
05:52PM
*Reactivating itself the gamble didn’t pay off and let the bot in worse shape. No help was coming, and right now it had no way of recharging its batteries. It was certainly stuck. Oh well. May as well go out guns blazing*
 
Jeremiah and Jerrick
 
05:56PM
He begins to laugh at the notion of being attacked, however the look in his eyes speaks to the fact that murdering dead men was going to be just another day for him. The runes along the absurdly large blade begin to glow with a pale blue and white light, as he raises it in front of him. Jeremiah then swings the sword in a horizontal arc, spinning in full circle twice. His long limbs along with the length of his weapon would give him a great advantage, distance wise. If the blade were to connect with any of the undead beings they would be frozen solid as the runes would be imbued with his own ice magic.
 
Rimuru Tempest
 
06:04PM
A slime eases into the inn before taking on the form of a human and then just sits there
 
The Ringed Reavers
 
06:05PM
“Fuckin’ delightful,” muttered the Ravener, a little of his old snarky mischief shining through as he whirled among the zombies, selectively shredding the spombliens while leaving Janey’s zombies unscathed. Following their leader’s example, the Ravagers send their explosive rounds whizzing into the crowd of undead, blasting apart several foes with each shot. “First day back, and this is the welcome I get. And there I was, hoping for some hot chocolate… ah, fuck it.” And on he went, blade flashing and gun singing, as his claws and armor turned away the worst of the undead’s efforts to bring him down.
 
Janey Belle
 
06:07PM
“What the–” The very sudden appearance of others on the scene annoyed Janey. “No…” She was hoping for no back-up to arrive for the living here, no meaningful assistance, at least. But this was… different. They could fly, for one. Zombies that weren’t Janey Belle herself didn’t fly. Her hands clenched into fists as she saw them go about their work. And, of course… she recognized them, or at least what they wore. “Not you… Not NOW! I’m WORKING.” She locked eyes on the Ravener as he went about fighting back the spombliens with these other soldiers. “And I could handle all this on my own!”
 
Meanwhile, just their luck, the poor saps Janey sent at Mr. Cool Guy got Cool Guy’d to death. Turned into ice cubes. How lovely. How… inconvenient. She glanced over her shoulder at them and sighed, before snapping her fingers. Necroplasmic fire ignited them and began to unfreeze them, while sparks of the awful green flame jumped from zombie to zombie that wasn’t already frozen, and they came for him again. Flaming Zombies! Now with Necroplasmic Fire to Burn Both BODY and SOUL! Come and get it while its hot!
 
The Ringed Reavers
 
06:13PM
“I bet you could, but as it happens, I’m working too. Try not to think of it as charity, and more like… serendipity.” The Ravener gave Janey a cheeky wink, cleaving a spomblien in half with one of his wings, driving his blade down through another’s entire body, spearing a third and launching it back into its comrades. “You really don’t wanna see me that much, huh?” His claws gored several spombliens through their midsections, just before they were torn apart by his pistol. The Ravagers ignored this conversation between their leader and the zombie woman, focusing on their task at hand: destroy the designated targets.
 
Rimuru Tempest
 
06:13PM
Rimuru looked around and looked at what a few people were doing before scratching his head as he stood in one place
 
Jeremiah and Jerrick
 
06:15PM
After slicing through a wave of her minions Jeremiah turns toward Janey. He aims his blade at the center of the woman’s chest. “Yo, crazy. I’m not sure if you know who I am but sending a small squad of zombie soldiers at an innocent…..” Oh great now not only are more attacking they’ve been reinforced. “Oh for fuck’s sake. You bat-shit crazy bi-.” The end of his sentence is cut off as he dodges the first zombie to reach him. He then leaps into the air and catches himself on a pillar of ice that he creates. He then sheathes his sword and aims his hands down at the crowd of flaming zombies. He makes a triangle with his index fingers and thumbs. From the center of the triangle shards of icicles are blasted down at the crowd.
 
Janey Belle
 
06:18PM
“…I didn’t say all that.” She didn’t say that at all. Her face kinda fell a little as he even hinted at it. “Just… not the best time.” Meaning she wasn’t at her best right now. Bit embarrassing for her to have to fight other zombies and then some this guy shows up and starts doing an arguably better job at it with more capable help. But it wasn’t her fault that zombies didn’t function as highly trained soldiers. “It is good to see you, just didn’t want to see you while I was… about to eat.” As in eat Mr. Cool Guy. She just smirked at him silently as he dealt with her new Flaming Boys, who caught icicles to the chest and, with the benefit of their undead fortitude, just kept on coming at him, flaming hands raking at his flesh, mouths open and ready to take a nice, juicy bite out of him. Janey was fine with her minions taking a nibble – they knew not to go for the brain. That was her’s.
 
The Ringed Reavers
 
06:23PM
“C’mon, Janey, I’m only teasing. And anyway, I didn’t choose the super soldier life; the super soldier life… was chosen for me.” The saying didn’t exactly follow through all the way, but to hell with it. “Priorities, girl! Eat that guy later, and kill these weird-ass zombie things now!” One of them tried to bite through his wing and shattered its teeth on it. Brow twitching in irritation, the Ravener reversed the grip on his blade… and then again, and then again. And a few more times, until the thing was neatly diced. He frowned in consternation. “Normal zombies die when you destroy or separate the brain. What’s with these things? They keep getting up.”
 
Rimuru Tempest
 
06:27PM
Rimuru was curios so i mimic’s a bird and fly’s above the only people fighting undead creatures
 
Janey Belle
 
06:29PM
“I CAME here to kill everyone WITH those things!” She pointed at the spombliens, but, she took the point. “Fine. I’ll multi-task. Biggums!” Biggums the Zombie Golem looked dumbly in Janey’s direction, drooling slime. “Go smush!” She smacked her hip a few times, then pointed at the spombliens advancing, Biggums lifted his barrel sized fists, beat his chest, and then went barreling forward. “BIGGUMSSMUSHY!” And smush did Biggums. Biggums smushed good. Just hammer-fisted the things into the dirt like nails. Looking to the Ravener, Janey shrugged. “My guess is that it is some serious magic. Or whatever biological agents they use in the movies these days. I mean, look at me?” She was comfortable enough in the situation to just… hold her hands overhead and push her bare chest forward a little. Now wasn’t the time to try and be grotesquely sexy, but all the same, Janey wasn’t known for her propriety. “I get knocked down, but I get up again. You’re never gonna keep me down…” Did she just…
 
Aero (ALL corp )
 
06:30PM
Overhead the ALL Corp ships are still bombing and firing upon the zombie hordes below. Seems they have ammunition to spare. And they were all using magically infused bullets so each impact caused a magical effect.
 
Jeremiah and Jerrick
 
06:31PM
Jeremiah stops firing icicles and the same pale blue glow that had emitted from his rune sword now begins to surround his own body. The aura then solidifies into a winged suit of armor. Jeremiah then leaps off of the pillar that was keeping him out of reach of the zombies, landing in their midst. His sword is unsheathed once again. He then begins to slash one handed at the creatures while with his free hand he shoots ice arrows through the heads and chests of the dead men.
 
Rimuru Tempest
 
06:33PM
Rimuru falls down into the horde and looks around in human form Rimuru just shrugs off any bites they get and start swinging their fist and kicking their feet just to clear a couple around him out
 
The Ringed Reavers
 
06:37PM
He’d never admit that he took a moment to stare at Janey when she pushed her chest out like that. All the same, he managed to make it fairly subtle, and returned to his slaughtering. “You’re not a normal zombie either. You’re real special – to me, most of all.” He grinned, carving another swathe through his lurching foes, and sprang back to stand beside Janey. As the Ravener, he was twice as tall as in the form she knew him in, but the features were the same, if only a little more rugged. “Ravagers, unload and Vasilias!” Taking his cue, the flying knights emptied their guns and descended upon the spombliens with their greatclaws. “If I’m honest, I think Mister Freeze here has the right idea. Freezing them makes them easy to shatter, and they can’t attack then, even if they are alive.”
 
Fiorenza
 
06:37PM
Yellow and orange. That’s what the armor layered over the small frame was wearing. It had an odd look to it, almost as if it didn’t belong on this planet. But even though it was thick plate armor, it still looked like it fit the figure rather well. Luckily, there was a nice underground bunker this one owned, well away from these hordes. “Bloody ‘ell,” came the mutter from behind the face plate. Obviously female. A grenade was tugged off of a belt across the armor, tossed into the midst of some undead, the woman jumping back to avoid the blowback. As she landed, her left arm was raised, aiming a wrist mounted laser right at them. “I come back, and this shite happens?”
 
Rimuru Tempest
 
06:39PM
all the dead bodies around rimuru disappear and rimuru turns into a member of the undead and stands there moving all parts of his body
 
Milton
 
06:41PM
*Still somehow avoiding this conflict on the ruins of some building, and luckily so as a now deactivated Milton remained, only a dim light in its cylinder where its brain was housed was really visible from the machine. It wasn’t like it hadn’t fought, but it was out of ammo and now in energy saving mode*
 
Janey Belle
 
06:44PM
Aww well, that was all she wrote then! Ice arrows through the heads? Even if their heads had been on fire, no zombie of her making was capable of handling that trauma. Janey’s minions fell over dead, and she just frowned at Mr. Cool and sighed… Later. She’d get him later. W– The Ravener was more important. “Aww, you’re sweet… Come here.” Janey came right up to him, and took the hand he was swinging his blade around with, and raised it up to her lips. She kissed the blade, leaving a pretty red lipstick mark on it… and then uttered a curse. Necromantic flame burst from her lipstick and consumed it. “Here, a boon. Or whatever. It won’t hurt you, just them.” Her attention went to Cool Guy again for a moment, and she sighed. “Look you. I was thinking about eating you, but, if you pitch in a little and help my man here handle these posers… I won’t bother you the rest of the evening.”
 
Fiorenza
 
06:46PM
Eyes glanced around behind that visor. Anything to get hands on some kind of blade. Since her own abilities were nullified by the armor. She caught sight of the dim light, the cylinder causing her brow to raise. She continued firing that laser on her wrist, backing herself up towards the cylinder. Chances were, this was a mistake. But, hey, nothing ventured and all that. She was quick in that armor, occasionally tossing her explosives at the horde. She wasn’t sure if it was going to do anything, but it was worth a shot.
 
Aero (ALL corp )
 
06:48PM
Nearby a small Transport ship crash lands flattening tons of zombies as it skids across the ground for a few hundred yards before bursting into flames.
 
Jeremiah and Jerrick
 
06:48PM
He stops swinging his sword to turn his attention to Janey. “Why in all Seven Hells would I help you after you just sicked zombies on me then flaming zombies on me. Now you’re openly admitting that you want to eat me. I’d be the daffiest bastard in all the world to not kill you right here, right now and not even worry about you in the future.” He lowers his blade once more. “I just wanted to enjoy a nice arm fire and a barrel of ale dammit.”
 
Rimuru Tempest
 
06:49PM
Rimuru turns into a ball of slime and slurps off into a zombie munching spree as they leave
 
Fiorenza
 
06:51PM
Hm. Nope. She wasn’t getting paid enough for this. Fiorenza leapt up into a roof, away from the undead. And off she went. Finding her way back to relative safety while she plotted.
 
The Ringed Reavers
 
06:52PM
“Holy shit, this rocks!” He took a half-second to realize how dumb that sounded, snickered at himself, and lunged back into the fray, shouting happily all the while. That was the thing to do, right? When one became a rampaging whirlwind of destruction, it was customary to shout. At the ice-caster’s response, the Ravener laughed some more, gesturing at him with his flaming blade. “Again, man – priorities! We have better chances of defeating these funky zombies if we all work together, and your ice would be icing on my sword-cake. Help me out here, and we can traipse through a copse and pick daisies afterwards. Doesn’t that sound nice?” Raven wings flashed in the evening light, carving bloody trails through the spomblien horde.
 
Janey Belle
 
06:56PM
“Well unfortunately, the world is trying to end, and unlike how I’d have envisioned it, buster, it isn’t ending with my best interests in mind. Which means it DEFINITELY isn’t ending with YOUR’S in mind.” She gestured at the hordes of other space zombie aliens that were coming their way. “I get it, sometimes people here are oblivious, but if you haven’t noticed…” Yep, dozens and dozens and dozens and hundreds and hundreds of zombies were converging on the Inn now that things had gotten crazy again. “But, hey… you do you. Drink until the walls come down, and then see if you can stop it all, Mister Freeze.” As for Janey? She turned away, floated back up into the air, and uttered one of the harshest curses to come from her lips yet, which made a few spombliens in front of her that made incidental eye contact start to boil from the inside out… which had the pleasant effect of making them balloon in the gut area until they went SPLOP! It was oddly like… if someone had the odd idea of using an air pump on a grape.
 
Aero (ALL corp )
 
06:58PM
A few soldiers in a passing transport ship fire upon Janey with their magical infused machine guns.
 
Would say mistaking her for a zombie but…
 
Jeremiah and Jerrick
 
07:03PM
His crimson eyes flash with anger as he lets out a monstrous, animalistic roar.. The wave of cold that radiates from him drops the temperature ten degrees. Jeremiah plants his sowrd firmly in the ground before, dropping to his knees and planting both hands firmly on the ground. Spreading out from his body in a fifteen foot radius the ground becomes frozen solid. He then raises up, taking his sword in hand. Fueled by rage he begins skating acros the floor of ice slicing through space-zombie-alien flesh like a hot knife through butter.
 
The Ringed Reavers
 
07:06PM
“A bad ending for Janey’s a worse ending for you. C’mon, you have nothing to lose by surviving with us.” The Ravener drew in a deep breath, synthetic black armour expanding as his chest did, until he let it all out in a earth-shaking shout. A wave of almost solid sound blasted into the spombliens in the way of his voice, their skin splitting, bones shattering and heads bursting under the tremendous pressure. Those knocked off balance were marked as prey and swiftly hunted down by the Ravagers. As soon as that was done, the towering warrior spread his wings, leapt sideways and cut the bullets aimed at Janey out of the air, his entire body vanishing as he obliterated each one. Exhaling at length, he looked over his shoulder at her. “…Bet you’d look great in armor.”
 
Janey Belle
 
07:12PM
The presence of soldiers, living ones, in such great volume and wearing different uniforms… It was alien to her. Janey had never been to ‘war’. She’d peeked in on that one time, only to see the vampire loser that had started it die and fail to actually impose undead rule over everyone. Big whoop. But this? This was… It was like being in a candy store full of kids, the staff was overwhelmed, and no one would notice if you juuuuuust took a liiiiiiiiiiiiittle nibble… She didn’t even notice bullets coming her way, she was so busy killing these filthy other undead, until she saw the Ravener. “Oh, you do, do you?” She looked over his shoulder at the soldiers in the ship that was hopefully just gonna keep on flying, smirking. “I’ve always heard I look better with nothing on.”
 
Jeremiah and Jerrick
 
07:17PM
‘For a thousand years I lay dormant. Who dares disturb my slumber?’ From the shadows created by the many bodies of the spombliens rises a figure that bares a striking resemblance to Jeremiah. His younger brother who looks like him save for instead of crimson eyes his are emerald and instead of snow white hair his is inky black. He is also more than a foot shorter than his older brother.. Jerrick Jerrickson reaches into the shadows of the spombliens and pulls out two rapiers. The younger brother then dives back into their shadows, popping up in random locations to attack them from within their own ranks. As Jerrick attempts to create mayhem from below Jeremiah flies above the virtual army, creating a bow and arrow made of ice and begins firing volley after volley of magic into the horde.
 
Aero (ALL corp )
 
07:19PM
Unfortunately… For Janey. There were more ALL Corp transports flying around and everytime one oassed it would fire upon the sentient zombie.
 
The Ringed Reavers
 
07:20PM
“Not complaining about your current getup, or lack thereof. Just sayin’ I’d be interested to see you in form-fitting battleplate.” He returned that smirk of hers, set his wings and claws alight with purple flame, and lunged back into the melee. “Ravagers, cover the zombie necromancer. If the transport ship shoots again, give them a warning round.” Two of the black-armoured knights flew to stand by Janey, poised and ready to return fire should the conditions for it be triggered – and they were, in which case anti-aircraft rounds went screaming up to meet the transport ships. In the meantime, the Ravener went wild with his greatclaws and wings, his zombie-kissed blade carving through living corpses like a scythe through tall grass. “A thousand years of sleep? Well, here’s your morning exercise!”
 
Janey Belle
 
07:28PM
“Ha. Maybe. Maybe.” She’d be interested in that, too, if certain conditions could be met. Janey had specific fashion tastes, of course. Seeing the Ravener order some of his guys to ‘cover’ her… Janey just shook her head. “Better idea.” Her glowing green eyes looked skyward, and a curse flew as a spark of flame from her lips, which blossomed into a sickly green moth that flew with unnatural speed to the transport, finding the smallest opening it needed to get on through to the cockpit… and then it exploded. Not to lethal effect, just… into a frightening image of Janey’s face snarling at them. “LEAVE ME ALONE AND SHOOT THE OTHER FUCKERS!!!! PASS IT ALONG!!!!” Message sent.
 
As for the spombliens… Seems that all of this was having an effect. For now. Were they winning? No. Were they thinning the numbers a little bit at a time somewhat that maybe there’d be a breaking point and things would, however briefly, calm down around the Inn? …Maybe. Maybe.
 
Jeremiah and Jerrick
 
07:31PM
Jeremiah: “My brother’s an idiot ignore him.” Jerrick once again shoots out of the shadows this time however he has a thin suit of armor as well as a set of jet black wings all of which are as dark as night and formed from the darkness of the shadows. The crazy bastard has his sights set on the All Corp transports above. The twin rapiers in his hands are each themselves also coated in darkness. Like a reverse shooting star he aims towards the sky to slice through the nearest transport. Jeremiah lands beside Janey and sheathes his sword. The big man then removes his sword belt and drops it. Before the belt can hit the ground the blade evaporates in a flurry of snow. Jeremiah gets down on all fours and his bones begin to break and reshape. As he transforms his armor reshapes to stay on him. When his transformation is complete there is a large wolf that stands as high as a man where there was a man who stood taller than any other. The white crimson eyes wolf howls as he jumps into the fray, clawing through spombliens like piss through snow.
 
Aero (ALL corp )
 
07:34PM
Welp. As the transport was startled and a nearby transport is split before exploding. There’s now new threats in the AO. So not only are they firing upon the space zombies but also the group of…. People… Undead…. Reaver things… Whatever they were they were consided hostile.
 
The Ringed Reavers
 
07:40PM
“Oh, fun. Are we fighting those idiots now, too?” The Ravener’s eyes narrowed. “Ignore them for now and keep focusing on the weird zombies, Ravagers. They’re going to need bigger guns if they want to punch through your armor.” The clawed knights, who had been on the verge of flying up and tearing the transports from the sky, registered their leaders’ commands, tearing into the spombliens once more at close range. If fire was being directed at both them and the spombliens, it meant that the soldiers on the transports would be more likely to hit the enemy, as all their targets were clustered together.
 
Aero (ALL corp )
 
07:41PM
A larger transport flies dowm from the clouds and smoke. ALL Corp as well. It slowly decends and lands in a clearing near the inn and releases a large amount of soldiers.
 
Atrix
 
07:47PM
*Seeing the nearby forest she immediately starts heading that way, bringing a tree forward to carry her high in the air, avoiding any undead. Once within she focuses on a huge cluster of undead, and starts using the trees from the forest to bash them, expanding them in width and length. The mass of bark, leaves, sticks, and what ever else she could use were reaching 105mph. Spanning 250 feet in width and 163 feet in height*
 
(She came form the transport)
 
Janey Belle
 
07:50PM
Impressive to see that Mr. Cool Guy was a Mr. Wolf Guy, too. Effective for sure, against the advancing spombliens. He’d find himself quickly near Biggums, who was out there still smushing. “BIGGUMSSMUSHYSMUSHY!” But Biggums was getting fairly peppered by bullets, and even if he was, well, big, Janey knew he wouldn’t last long if they got lucky. “Dammit. Hold on, I’ll fix this.” And so Janey went at the ALL Corp soldiers being let down. “LOOK! HERE I AM! Miss Scary Bitch!” Except… she wasn’t attacking. “Shoot me if you’d like! OR… Shoot at the meteor zombies! I’M not your enemy tonight!” As if to showcase that, as a wave of spombliens came forward, it was the Zombie Tramp herself whose gaze fell on them and with a curse, her already glowing green eyes burned a little brighter… And as she opened her mouth, her jaw dropping an unnatural distance, three beams of flame shot from her eyes and throat to turn them into ash with necrotic flames.
 
Aero (ALL corp )
 
07:53PM
The soldiers stare a bit before one of them mutters into a communicator on his shoulder. Just then dozens of soldiers out of view lower their rifles.
 
Atrix
 
07:53PM
(>.< oops sorry guys ignore my last post)
 
Aero (ALL corp )
 
07:53PM
(Bbl)
 
Fenrir The Wolf
 
07:57PM
*Fenrir shifts onto his pure wolf form, then howls, rapidly growing in size until he is 400 feet tall at the shoulders and almost 900 feet long.. He gives a snarl of anger and fury as he proceeds to crush the zombies under his massive paws*
 
The Ringed Reavers
 
07:58PM
The Ravener looked back at her in surprise. Was she really just going to stand there and let them fill her with bullets? If so… well, that was something worth thinking about. But unless they had a way to kill her for real -which he deemed unlikely- it wasn’t his main concern. He continued weaving his web of destruction, slashing with wild abandon. Armed and armored as he was, these foes merited no tact, no consideration; only slaughter. It did feel kind of nice to let loose in melee, anyway. The powers bequeathed to him as a dream of That Guy were currently beyond his control, so he kept them locked away for the most desperate of situations. This was not such a situation. He needed only the might of his body to persevere.
 
Jeremiah and Jerrick
 
08:02PM
Jerrick manages to land on top of one of the transports and begins searching for a way inside. Meanwhile Jeremiah had slipped back into his human form and created a pair of five foot long blades of ice. During his tranformation from wolf back into man he had allowed his armor to fade and e now stands in only a pair of loose fitting black pants and a shirt two sizes to small. He continues slicing through spombliens as a manic grin spreads across his face. The man had let the fight consume him. Now his mind was blank as he hacked, slashed, sliced, and dodged. His graceful movements would best be compared to a dancer as he mows down enemy after enemy. His attack style would amaze his allies to behold it and at the same time terrify his enemies to be confronted with it or at least it would if his enemies had emotions.
 
Janey Belle
 
08:05PM
“Thought so.” With that fixed, Janey went flying back to the Ravener, her hair and her robe fluttering around her as she moved quickly. Flaming hands speared through the chest of a spomblien and proceeded to rip it apart, causing the rather grotesque effect of having it stumble around for a moment with just a head atop a crumbling spinal column while the shoulders and arms hung off and slapped against its legs while guts poured out of its front until it just fell over. She locked eyes with her sword-swinging friend and winked at him. “You’re good at this… I like it.” The spomblien horde was, for the moment, either in pieces on the ground, awkwardly cratered into the ground, shot apart, blown apart, ripped apart, slashed apart, and a few other special flavors of mutilated. This had gone… well enough. There were still more than plenty of them stalking around the rest of Persistence, but around the Red Sun Inn, things seemed safe enough to put up barricades again to better keep the area secure… Until they broke through again.
 
Fenrir The Wolf
 
08:06PM
*One of Fenrirs paws comes down a few feet from Ravener, He pauses and looks down at her, letting loose a growl that shook the ground a bit, then keeps stomping the zombies*
 
Aero (ALL corp )
 
08:06PM
Or until they fell from the sky.
 
Pikorian Newville
 
08:06PM
As she assumed the quiet ship was empty, the girl, not knowing it had been a transport, *she was in a rather, heavy sleep due to wounds and medication,* had snuck on. She knew how crazy the zombie’s were, from yesterday. She wasn’t going to leave them to fight those zombie’s all by themselves.. Heck, she knew some people didn’t have any idea what was going on. Although by now, everyone here must know. She limped out of the ship, and the elven child’s eyes darted around. Worry flooding her veins as she saw the zombie’s. Yesterday was.. crazy, and it HURT. Alot. Her brow’s furrowed. The blood attacked yesterday. Was that gone now? Anyhow, the girl finally snapped from her thought’s to the feel of hands. She squeaked, and shoved it back, with a thrusted stab to the ribs. As the zombie, groaned, she quickly jumped back, expecting the black goo to leap up and engulf her.
 
Aero (ALL corp )
 
08:06PM
Again.
 
Atrix
 
08:06PM
*She ran out into the forest to see it completely completely consumed in flames, well… this wasn’t good, plants were all she had going for her when it comes to not supporting others… Getting an idea, she uses one of her support skills to make any plants resistant to fire, and then searches, running, trying to avoid zombies whenever possible… She eventually finds a small tree, hope filling her up, she uses that tree to make many more trees from the seeds of it… In no time a entire forest worth of trees had been regrown, all resistant to fire, she was already high up in the air to, perched on a tree, it was the first thing she done, before making the seeds. She then attacks with said entire forest worth of trees, a full 3 million hectors of forest to defend the giant wolf, attack surrounding undead, bashing them, and bash any way that tried to get close to her tree fort high in the sky. The mass of branches that were attacking reached speeds of 105 mph *
 
*To her surprise, she did this all with ease*
 
Dracius Arexian
 
08:09PM
Dracius appears next to Atrix”what did I miss? Seems like some crazy shit is going on”
 
Atrix
 
08:12PM
*Turns around, surprised, she remembered him at the very least* “I don’t know quite myself, it seems to be raining undead, the city has been swarmed by them, destroyed by them”
 
**quite know
 
“And others are trying to defend, it? Well at the very least attack them”
 
The Ringed Reavers
 
08:13PM
“Oh yeah?” The Ravener grinned broadly, the merest of blushes touching his otherwise pale face. “You’re not half-bad either. And I gotta say, you look better blood-spattered than any other woman I’ve ever met.” Talking like this sort of reminded him of their one dance together, and he wondered if this – fighting side by side – wasn’t so very different from dancing. With the enemy neutralized – for now, anyway – he shrank back into his preferred form: that of a slender, dark-haired young man with dark purple eyes and a simple black polo shirt and khakis under his Nychta battleplate. “So… since that’s out of the way for now, whatcha doing?”
 
Fenrir The Wolf
 
08:13PM
*Fenrir keeps trampling the zombies, his mind slowly succumbing to the wolf within*
 
Aero (ALL corp )
 
08:13PM
The trans port with Jerrick on it has both side panels open to allow quick entry and exit as well as firing freely upon the zombies.
 
Rosha-5591 Black Brigade
 
08:15PM
Once upon nearing, she tapped on the toggle for the com system, “Space Rat here! What’s goin down? Anybody read?” The distant tune of Abeny Park could be heard, but it was faint. Rosha looked down, zooming in on what was going down. “Shensheng de dongxi… That’s a fuck fest down there…”
 
Jeremiah and Jerrick
 
08:15PM
Jerrick freefalls from the transport before slipping into its shadow. The youngest Jerrickson appears beside his eldest brother, who is covered in spomblien blood. Jerrick: “You went into your Berserker Mode again, didn’t you? Well if you keep this up it’s only a matter of time before you turn back into a Ripper. Won’t that be fun, just like-” His words are cut short as Jeremiah wraps his fingers around his younger brother’s throat, lifting him off of his feet. Jeremiah: “Not another word.” Jerrick nods in understanding, as soon as Jeremiah drops him Jerrick sinks back into the shadows with a “Cunt.” Jeremiah shakes his head then pushes his way into the inn. “I just wanted a fucking drink.”
 
Atrix
 
08:18PM
*She still continues her attacks and defending*
 
Janey Belle
 
08:19PM
“Aww, you’re too nice to me!” Janey couldn’t blush, but all the same, she took his compliments to heart. Girls like to be praised every now and then, and it wasn’t like Janey got much of it. Ever. From people she wanted to hear it from. She looked around at the dwindling number of spombliens and just… huffed. She wasn’t tired, but she did feel… unaccomplished. It wasn’t like she could eat any of them! But she did snack on a few survivors on her way to the Inn to slaughter everyone inside, so… what was she doing? “…Well, I guess it’d be… ‘in poor taste’ to just go inside and… grab a bite to eat, right?” She looked at the Inn with no small amount of surliness.
 
Dracius Arexian
 
08:19PM
Dracius grins”time to show my true strength” he then leaps down and grins showing his vampiric fangs”I call upon the darkness within me. Guide my hand and destroy my foes. BLOOD’S AWAKENING” suddenly Dracius’ eyes glow a bright crimson as a trail of dark power ripples from his body. He is now wearing heavy armor of a pure ebony color and wielding a black bladed longsword in his right hand and a pure white bladed longsword in the other hand. He then charges into battle and attacks with his ungodly vampiric speed. His movements are a blur of grace and precision as he destroys zombies outright left and right.
 
Aero (ALL corp )
 
08:20PM
(will be back later) ALL Corp soldiers contonue fighting the zombie hordes.
 
Dracius Arexian
 
08:20PM
The ancient vampire seems to enjoy the carnage
 
Atrix
 
08:24PM
*She directs some of her trees to attack the ones kind of Dracius, not too close to get in his way, but, just close enough to block any ‘flying’ ones, that may come from above or behind him, she only used a two trees for this though, seeing as he could handle his own*
 
The Ringed Reavers
 
08:24PM
“I dunno. We kinda saved this place, insofar as the Inn can be saved. Seems kinda counterintuitive to rescue everyone and then start snacking on them.” He sheathed his sword, holstered his gun, withdrew the claws back into his gloves, and just gave Janey a hug. “I’m happy to see you again,” he said with feeling, sensing the thrum of his heart against the stillness of Janey’s chest. There was heartbeat enough there for two people, he decided. “We could go somewhere, if you like. Somewhere not here.”
 
Dracius Arexian
 
08:27PM
Dracius hears a heartbeat not of someone he knows and is suddenly at the source of the heartbeat ignoring Janey and staring down the Ravener with a hungry look in his ancient undead eyes
 
Rosha-5591 Black Brigade
 
08:28PM
Rosha eased her ship just before atmosphere. “…Well, I may as well get some of that beer since the Inn looks pretty good. Somethin’ weird about that place.” Rosha set the controls for autopilot and pulled out her trandisk. Teleporting down, she materialized in the center of the inn. Her hand on her blaster, ready to draw. Black eyes flashed a silvery blue as she looked around, looking for threats. But… none were found. In here. Out there? Different. Fucking. Story. Rosha smiled, and relaxed, striding up to the bar. She wore a black vest, red bandanna, light blue tank top, and a blaster on each hip off a belt that was lined with pouches and such. She looked… futuristic? Militaristic? “Hey, buddy!” She said in a chipper voice, “Some of that beer and… any way… i can get some to go back with me? I really like the lager ya’ got here…”
 
Janey Belle
 
08:28PM
“…Yeah…” Damn it… On the one hand, she was really had just been more pissed and caught up in the moment with the spombliens; she hadn’t really been on a mission to ‘save’ anyone, just… destroy THEM and then, if this guy hadn’t shown up, go right into eating the living. But… He was here. And she didn’t feel like eating when he was around. And she didn’t pull away once he hugged her. Instead, she just wrapped her arms around the Ravener as well, embracing him. “I’ll go wherever you take me. Just… One sec.” She turned her head. “BIGGUMS!” Biggums the Smusher stopped smushing. “Uhhhhr?” “Die.” “Uh-huhrrr!” And Biggums exploded into bloody gore. “Okay, I’m done.”
 
Dracius Arexian
 
08:28PM
(Brb)
 
The Ringed Reavers
 
08:33PM
“Whoa, he fuckin’ sploded. Like, really took that command to heart.” Dutiful golem, that one. The Ravener called to his warriors: “Take care of all that’s left! Fly away once you’ve secured a perimeter; leave that to these ALL Corps clowns.” He tightened his arms around her waist as his wings unfurled, and with a whoosh, that dark-haired boy spirited Janey away into the sky. “I’m taking you to heaven, baby,” he cheekily murmured into her ear.
 
 
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