Surly I get out...
Looks like ill have to wait...
aGorm
The Zombie eXtermination Team
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Authors Note: The previous seasons have taken place, roughly, over two to three day├óÔé¼Ôäós. Each one had a two day wait in between. So the entire show had been a tumultuous week and then some. This season only takes place over the eventful day that will decide the fate of humanity├óÔé¼┬ª
Zombie Extermination Team Season 4
Armageddon
The tense theme of News-Break started, a plinking out of notes on what sounded like a xylophone. ├óÔé¼┼ôNow it is time for News-Break! Give us three minutes and we will give you the world!├óÔé¼┬Ø the male announcer said.
├óÔé¼┼ôToday we have herd reports of the harshest Russian winter recorded in decades. This has been a boon to their defensive cordon, slowing the zombies in to a crawl├óÔé¼┬Ø the Announcer continued. A picture of Russian soldiers in cold weather gear, their AK-190├óÔé¼Ôäós slung about them. Three of them where holding cups of coffee. The camera switched to a shot of ten soldiers firing into a crowd of zombie├óÔé¼Ôäós. The zombies where jerky moving, their movements slowed to a crawl by the freezing cold.
├óÔé¼┼ôThe fallout in New Deli was not just radioactive in origin. Protest groups have sprung up all over the Indian Subcontinent. Each of the groups are saying that the government didn├óÔé¼Ôäót do enough to save the surviving civilians in New Deli, and the nuclear strike was to cover incompetence in logistics and command. The Indian government has declined to comment├óÔé¼┬Ø The announcer looked straight at the camera as a small box on the upper right of the screen showed various picketers.
├óÔé¼┼ôTokyo has been relatively calm, with the entire island being surrounded by the combined forces of the Japanese and the Chinese navy├óÔé¼Ôäós. However the story at New York is very different. The bulk of the zombie├óÔé¼Ôäós managed to get on land, and now they are rampaging around the state of New York. And even the ZET can├óÔé¼Ôäót help, because they have important information about the source of this zombie menace. Our prayers and hopes go out to aGorm, supposedly captured by General Smithson who went traitor for reasons unknown├óÔé¼┬Ø
The Infantry lay in wait. The zombie soldiers where marching quickly through the New Mexican night, their march quick and unburdened by exhaustion or sleep. As they approached the Infantry├óÔé¼Ôäós hiding place. ├óÔé¼┼ôFIRE!├óÔé¼┬Ø shouted the marine├óÔé¼Ôäós, infantry and AZS├óÔé¼Ôäós that had been quickly organized to fight this new, unknown menace. The rounds of their rifles ripped into the zombie soldiers ranks. Two enemy soldiers fell, their body├óÔé¼Ôäós riddled with hole├óÔé¼Ôäós. One had been decapitated by a lucky round through the neck, while the other had been hit in one of the eye slits of their huge helmets. The rest continued undaunted.
├óÔé¼┼ôShit├óÔé¼┬Ø muttered Pvt. Kilgore. He was the one who hit the zombie soldier in the eye, and he noticed how they didn├óÔé¼Ôäót die when the bullets had ripped into their chest and arms. Then the return fire ripped into him and his fellow soldiers. The entire defensive line crumbled, many of them pierced through the head and chest. Kilgore slumped down, his brain pulped by a rail gun round├óÔé¼┬ª
aGorm had a plan. He looked at the two guards that had been well├óÔé¼┬ª guarding him for the last two day├óÔé¼Ôäós. The DNA synthesizer was working fine, and B. Banzi was pleased with the clone├óÔé¼Ôäós that aGorm had produced. However aGorm had planted a defective enzyme in the bone structure, so that in precisely five hours the new clones (that guarded the majority of the base) would collapse into boneless heaps. aGorm had noticed that the guards changed shifts, and when the old clone├óÔé¼Ôäós had been sent out to invade the surrounding country├óÔé¼Ôäós of Banzi├óÔé¼Ôäós new lair he had decided to put this enzyme into effect. It was only a matter of time├óÔé¼┬ª
Alanti and Napalm where as quite as possible. With the sophisticated sonar detection systems surrounding Hanor Xan├óÔé¼Ôäós old palace, they had to be as quiet as possible. The submersible was a new, nearly silent design, using magnetic drives codenamed ├óÔé¼┼ôcaterpillars├óÔé¼┬Ø. The computer screen showed that they where about four hours from the palace, and Napalm had already begun to check their weapons.
Buckaroo Banzi looked at his watch 12:00, midnight. The entire New Mexican state was under his control, and the New York defensive cordon was to thin to be effective. The new batch of zombie soldiers would mean that he could continue his campaign against the rest of the world. What he didn├óÔé¼Ôäót know was that Aggninkof knew the real reason why he was doing this.
├óÔé¼┼ôIts realy simple├óÔé¼┬Ø the doctor had said to Alanti and Napalm ├óÔé¼┼ôThe gene that had been injected into Banzi had rewritten the part of the genome that controls psychosis, narcissism and jealousy. It make├óÔé¼Ôäós it so the infected person has nearly uncontrollable jealousy, and desire for power. It is so over powering that it would make the individual evil, as we have seen in Buckaroo├óÔé¼┬Ø
Then Alanti had asked the important question. ├óÔé¼┼ôis there a way to cure it?├óÔé¼┬Ø
Aggninkof looked at him severely. ├óÔé¼┼ôno├óÔé¼┬Ø he said quietly.
├óÔé¼┼ôMaster├óÔé¼┬Ø said the guard. ├óÔé¼┼ôYes!├óÔé¼┬Ø said Buckaroo, his attention jolted from the news he was watching. ├óÔé¼┼ôWe have detected a faint sound on the sonar nets├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôSO!├óÔé¼┬Ø snapped Banzi ├óÔé¼┼ôDon├óÔé¼Ôäót bother me with trivialities!├óÔé¼┬Ø he continued.
├óÔé¼┼ôWhat should we do Master?├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôKill it!├óÔé¼┬Ø Banzi snapped and turned back to the news.
The costal defenses of the palace had been updated to include seeking mine├óÔé¼Ôäós and torpedo launchers. Alanti noticed the faint sonar ping on his screen before Napalm. It looked like├óÔé¼┬ª like├óÔé¼┬ª ├óÔé¼┼ôDEPTH CHARGE!├óÔé¼┬Ø he shouted ├óÔé¼┼ôDIVE DIVE DIVE!├óÔé¼┬Ø The sub blew it air tank as Napalm slammed his hand down on the control. The sub dove deep, and the depth charge detonated well above it, rocking the tiny sub with the shockwave. ├óÔé¼┼ôAll ahead, port!├óÔé¼┬Ø Alanti said as more depth charges floated downwards to them. The sub turned, but the depth charges seemed to lazily drift towards them. ├óÔé¼┼ôShit! They are trackers!├óÔé¼┬Ø shouted Napalm. A sudden shockwave and a dull roar shock the sub. Metal stressed and the lights flickered. A loud creak continued for an infinitely long time. Alanti and Napalm hoped and prayed that the ships hull would hold. A light bulb shattered and the sub went completely dark. One minute├óÔé¼┬ª two├óÔé¼┬ª five├óÔé¼┬ª ten ├óÔé¼┼ôI think that they think we are dead├óÔé¼┬Ø said Napalm. ├óÔé¼┼ôare we sinking?├óÔé¼┬Ø asked Alanti. He felt wetness on his shoe├óÔé¼Ôäós. He looked down and remembered that the cabin was completely dark. ├óÔé¼┼ôI think we have a problem├óÔé¼┬Ø he said as freezing cold water started fill the cabin├óÔé¼┬ª
Zombie Extermination Team Season 4
Armageddon
The tense theme of News-Break started, a plinking out of notes on what sounded like a xylophone. ├óÔé¼┼ôNow it is time for News-Break! Give us three minutes and we will give you the world!├óÔé¼┬Ø the male announcer said.
├óÔé¼┼ôToday we have herd reports of the harshest Russian winter recorded in decades. This has been a boon to their defensive cordon, slowing the zombies in to a crawl├óÔé¼┬Ø the Announcer continued. A picture of Russian soldiers in cold weather gear, their AK-190├óÔé¼Ôäós slung about them. Three of them where holding cups of coffee. The camera switched to a shot of ten soldiers firing into a crowd of zombie├óÔé¼Ôäós. The zombies where jerky moving, their movements slowed to a crawl by the freezing cold.
├óÔé¼┼ôThe fallout in New Deli was not just radioactive in origin. Protest groups have sprung up all over the Indian Subcontinent. Each of the groups are saying that the government didn├óÔé¼Ôäót do enough to save the surviving civilians in New Deli, and the nuclear strike was to cover incompetence in logistics and command. The Indian government has declined to comment├óÔé¼┬Ø The announcer looked straight at the camera as a small box on the upper right of the screen showed various picketers.
├óÔé¼┼ôTokyo has been relatively calm, with the entire island being surrounded by the combined forces of the Japanese and the Chinese navy├óÔé¼Ôäós. However the story at New York is very different. The bulk of the zombie├óÔé¼Ôäós managed to get on land, and now they are rampaging around the state of New York. And even the ZET can├óÔé¼Ôäót help, because they have important information about the source of this zombie menace. Our prayers and hopes go out to aGorm, supposedly captured by General Smithson who went traitor for reasons unknown├óÔé¼┬Ø
The Infantry lay in wait. The zombie soldiers where marching quickly through the New Mexican night, their march quick and unburdened by exhaustion or sleep. As they approached the Infantry├óÔé¼Ôäós hiding place. ├óÔé¼┼ôFIRE!├óÔé¼┬Ø shouted the marine├óÔé¼Ôäós, infantry and AZS├óÔé¼Ôäós that had been quickly organized to fight this new, unknown menace. The rounds of their rifles ripped into the zombie soldiers ranks. Two enemy soldiers fell, their body├óÔé¼Ôäós riddled with hole├óÔé¼Ôäós. One had been decapitated by a lucky round through the neck, while the other had been hit in one of the eye slits of their huge helmets. The rest continued undaunted.
├óÔé¼┼ôShit├óÔé¼┬Ø muttered Pvt. Kilgore. He was the one who hit the zombie soldier in the eye, and he noticed how they didn├óÔé¼Ôäót die when the bullets had ripped into their chest and arms. Then the return fire ripped into him and his fellow soldiers. The entire defensive line crumbled, many of them pierced through the head and chest. Kilgore slumped down, his brain pulped by a rail gun round├óÔé¼┬ª
aGorm had a plan. He looked at the two guards that had been well├óÔé¼┬ª guarding him for the last two day├óÔé¼Ôäós. The DNA synthesizer was working fine, and B. Banzi was pleased with the clone├óÔé¼Ôäós that aGorm had produced. However aGorm had planted a defective enzyme in the bone structure, so that in precisely five hours the new clones (that guarded the majority of the base) would collapse into boneless heaps. aGorm had noticed that the guards changed shifts, and when the old clone├óÔé¼Ôäós had been sent out to invade the surrounding country├óÔé¼Ôäós of Banzi├óÔé¼Ôäós new lair he had decided to put this enzyme into effect. It was only a matter of time├óÔé¼┬ª
Alanti and Napalm where as quite as possible. With the sophisticated sonar detection systems surrounding Hanor Xan├óÔé¼Ôäós old palace, they had to be as quiet as possible. The submersible was a new, nearly silent design, using magnetic drives codenamed ├óÔé¼┼ôcaterpillars├óÔé¼┬Ø. The computer screen showed that they where about four hours from the palace, and Napalm had already begun to check their weapons.
Buckaroo Banzi looked at his watch 12:00, midnight. The entire New Mexican state was under his control, and the New York defensive cordon was to thin to be effective. The new batch of zombie soldiers would mean that he could continue his campaign against the rest of the world. What he didn├óÔé¼Ôäót know was that Aggninkof knew the real reason why he was doing this.
├óÔé¼┼ôIts realy simple├óÔé¼┬Ø the doctor had said to Alanti and Napalm ├óÔé¼┼ôThe gene that had been injected into Banzi had rewritten the part of the genome that controls psychosis, narcissism and jealousy. It make├óÔé¼Ôäós it so the infected person has nearly uncontrollable jealousy, and desire for power. It is so over powering that it would make the individual evil, as we have seen in Buckaroo├óÔé¼┬Ø
Then Alanti had asked the important question. ├óÔé¼┼ôis there a way to cure it?├óÔé¼┬Ø
Aggninkof looked at him severely. ├óÔé¼┼ôno├óÔé¼┬Ø he said quietly.
├óÔé¼┼ôMaster├óÔé¼┬Ø said the guard. ├óÔé¼┼ôYes!├óÔé¼┬Ø said Buckaroo, his attention jolted from the news he was watching. ├óÔé¼┼ôWe have detected a faint sound on the sonar nets├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôSO!├óÔé¼┬Ø snapped Banzi ├óÔé¼┼ôDon├óÔé¼Ôäót bother me with trivialities!├óÔé¼┬Ø he continued.
├óÔé¼┼ôWhat should we do Master?├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôKill it!├óÔé¼┬Ø Banzi snapped and turned back to the news.
The costal defenses of the palace had been updated to include seeking mine├óÔé¼Ôäós and torpedo launchers. Alanti noticed the faint sonar ping on his screen before Napalm. It looked like├óÔé¼┬ª like├óÔé¼┬ª ├óÔé¼┼ôDEPTH CHARGE!├óÔé¼┬Ø he shouted ├óÔé¼┼ôDIVE DIVE DIVE!├óÔé¼┬Ø The sub blew it air tank as Napalm slammed his hand down on the control. The sub dove deep, and the depth charge detonated well above it, rocking the tiny sub with the shockwave. ├óÔé¼┼ôAll ahead, port!├óÔé¼┬Ø Alanti said as more depth charges floated downwards to them. The sub turned, but the depth charges seemed to lazily drift towards them. ├óÔé¼┼ôShit! They are trackers!├óÔé¼┬Ø shouted Napalm. A sudden shockwave and a dull roar shock the sub. Metal stressed and the lights flickered. A loud creak continued for an infinitely long time. Alanti and Napalm hoped and prayed that the ships hull would hold. A light bulb shattered and the sub went completely dark. One minute├óÔé¼┬ª two├óÔé¼┬ª five├óÔé¼┬ª ten ├óÔé¼┼ôI think that they think we are dead├óÔé¼┬Ø said Napalm. ├óÔé¼┼ôare we sinking?├óÔé¼┬Ø asked Alanti. He felt wetness on his shoe├óÔé¼Ôäós. He looked down and remembered that the cabin was completely dark. ├óÔé¼┼ôI think we have a problem├óÔé¼┬Ø he said as freezing cold water started fill the cabin├óÔé¼┬ª
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Zoombie's AlterEgo
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4 seasons??
zoombie, you told me there would only be 3 seasons. You have betrayed me!!! You are not worthy!!! By the way everyone, i just got a book on flash and i am starting to learn how to use flash. i will then get a more advanced book and finally i will start, along with zoombie (who will direct the movie of course) we will make an awesome flash of the whole zombie extermination squad series. It will be so awesome, you will all wet yourself and crapyourslef at the same time. And maybe a little vomit will excrete from your naval. Goodbye.
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Zoombie's AlterEgo
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whatever
i don't have a problem animating past season 3. a comic book would be ok but would probably suck. zoombie, i am not a communist, and you should only have 5 seasons, like babylon 5. that would be cool. BATTLEFIELD 2 DEMO!!!!!!! anyways, i managed to get the audio extracted from the Buckaroo Banzai trailer so i now have that song. IT IS SO AWESOME!!!!! You should come over and check it out. PEACE YALL!
In case any of you are wondering, the reason no new ZET episodes have come out yet is cause├óÔé¼┬ª SCHOOLS OUT├óÔé¼┬ª FOR EVER! At least until the next year. So I have been celebrating and watching all my favorite movie├óÔé¼Ôäós with all my favorite friends. So I apologize for the inconvenience and├óÔé¼┬ª now LOOK AT THIS!
And as my Commie friend has pointed out├óÔé¼┬ª the character of Buckaroo Banzi, post evilization, was NOT mine own. Rather it was a cool cult flick made in the 90├óÔé¼Ôäós, designed like it was the 70├óÔé¼Ôäós trying to be the 80├óÔé¼Ôäós. And the plot is as complicated as that! (Lectroids from Planet ten, by way of the eight dimension are trying to free themselves from earth. The Lectroids that PUT them on this dreary planet filled with psychotic apes tell Banzi he has to stop them. Fun ensues as Russia arms its nukes!)
Also a comic book would be good├óÔé¼┬ª just make sure to not make it bad.
And now├óÔé¼┬ª LOOK AT THIS PICTURE OF DR.Emillio Lazardo (Pre death, and then computerization then death again... now he is dead perminently.. i think!
He is the wird red head in the middle, played by John Lithgow. With a over acted italian accent. Now that im done spouting random nonsence, i must digress.
my Alter Ego's avatar is totaly not as cool as mine
And as my Commie friend has pointed out├óÔé¼┬ª the character of Buckaroo Banzi, post evilization, was NOT mine own. Rather it was a cool cult flick made in the 90├óÔé¼Ôäós, designed like it was the 70├óÔé¼Ôäós trying to be the 80├óÔé¼Ôäós. And the plot is as complicated as that! (Lectroids from Planet ten, by way of the eight dimension are trying to free themselves from earth. The Lectroids that PUT them on this dreary planet filled with psychotic apes tell Banzi he has to stop them. Fun ensues as Russia arms its nukes!)
Also a comic book would be good├óÔé¼┬ª just make sure to not make it bad.
And now├óÔé¼┬ª LOOK AT THIS PICTURE OF DR.Emillio Lazardo (Pre death, and then computerization then death again... now he is dead perminently.. i think!
He is the wird red head in the middle, played by John Lithgow. With a over acted italian accent. Now that im done spouting random nonsence, i must digress.
my Alter Ego's avatar is totaly not as cool as mine
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Zoombie's AlterEgo
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hey zoombie, you didn't watch your favorite movies with me!! that makes me sad. very very sad. well anyways, my avatar is totally awesome. and guess what everyone on the forum, my, zoombie, and another guy are all going to LAND OF THE DEAD on the midnight premiere. And all of you aren't. That makes me happy. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! Ah, that felt good.
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Zoombie's AlterEgo
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futurama
and by the way zoombie, your extortion joke at the top of the page was taken from Futurama, i just saw that episode. HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHA!!! That felt extraordinarily good.
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Archangel of Death
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Zoombie's AlterEgo
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*Zoombies AlterEgo drops dead*
Oops, sorry. I should control my thoughts a little better. One sec.
*Zoombie's AlterEgo comes back as a not-quite zombie*
There, that should be better. You'll never know the difference.
And that statement meant I just have a hard time believing you are displaying your real personality, or anything close to it (though not being informed of your age, there is considerable room for me being incorrect). It sometimes crosses my mind that you are just a publicity stunt perpetrated by Zoombie. Though it could just be your extending of a jovially hostile but nonetheless friendly friendship into this thread.
See what you made me do? You really should be more careful about what context you use when calling my name unoriginal next time.
Oops, sorry. I should control my thoughts a little better. One sec.
*Zoombie's AlterEgo comes back as a not-quite zombie*
There, that should be better. You'll never know the difference.
And that statement meant I just have a hard time believing you are displaying your real personality, or anything close to it (though not being informed of your age, there is considerable room for me being incorrect). It sometimes crosses my mind that you are just a publicity stunt perpetrated by Zoombie. Though it could just be your extending of a jovially hostile but nonetheless friendly friendship into this thread.
See what you made me do? You really should be more careful about what context you use when calling my name unoriginal next time.
NEXT EPISOED. PLEASE? Going Spare!!??!?!? I dream of Wires! I am a Robot... Danger Will robinson... Need my Zombie Fix...
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and I thought I saw a two...
aGorm
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aGorm
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. I'll get on it right away (Expect it tomorrow)I spotted the two, btw
Zombie Extermination Team Season 4
Armageddon
12:10
Alanti felt the water reach his knee caps. Napalm swore loudly as his straining proved to no avail. ├óÔé¼┼ôNope we can get to the power supplies├óÔé¼┬Ø He said, letting the crowbar he had scrounged from the emergency kit, drop. ├óÔé¼┼ôWell├óÔé¼┬Ø said Alanti in total darkness ├óÔé¼┼ôDo you remember where the scuba gear is?├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôNo├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôGreat├óÔé¼┬Ø Muttered Alanti ├óÔé¼┼ôOkay├óÔé¼┬Ø he said louder ├óÔé¼┼ôlet├óÔé¼Ôäós split up and look for it├óÔé¼┬Ø
Napalm grimaced and started to search. The water had gotten half way up their thighs├óÔé¼┬ª
aGorm counted down the minutes. One more hour he thought. Banzi was inspecting the new regiment that had come out of the vats. ├óÔé¼┼ôExcellent! Excellent!├óÔé¼┬Ø He shouted ├óÔé¼┼ôaGorm I think I├óÔé¼Ôäóm going to let you live for another few days├óÔé¼┬Ø he said to the nervous aGorm. ├óÔé¼┼ôThanks├óÔé¼┬Ø said aGorm sarcastically. Banzi stalked away, his black robe swirling as he turned. aGorm check his watch and headed to Zoombie├óÔé¼Ôäós cell.
12:45
Peter was still in a conversation with Xander. Rodger simply sat and gripped a cigarette in his unbroken hand. He managed to get it in his mouth, but as he groped for his lighter his nervous teeth bit the cigarette in half. ├óÔé¼┼ôDamn├óÔé¼┬Ø he whispered before spitting it out. As he sat, staring into the water fountain in the middle of the food mart, he noticed a child staring at his bloody cloths and his makeshift cast. ├óÔé¼┼ôWhat!├óÔé¼┬Ø snapped Rodger. The kid ran off, talking to his friends about what he had seen.
├óÔé¼┼ôWe have no ideas├óÔé¼┬Ø said Xander. ├óÔé¼┼ôWell we need to get to the main land, right├óÔé¼┬Ø said Peter. ├óÔé¼┼ôYes, but there is no way to. We found a helicopter, but it├óÔé¼Ôäós an antique and runs on gasoline. There is probably ten gallons left in the world, and that would barely get the damn thing of the ground├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôWhat about AGV├óÔé¼Ôäós?├óÔé¼┬Ø asked Peter ├óÔé¼┼ôWorked for us├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôThere aren├óÔé¼Ôäót any in the city that haven├óÔé¼Ôäót either tapped their fuel cells or been blown up by an idiot that went a little carried away with a Molotov cocktail├óÔé¼┬Ø
Peter chewed his lip and thought. ├óÔé¼┼ôthe navy has pulled back to secure several port cities that have come under attack from the zombies, and the army has been pulling refugee├óÔé¼Ôäós out of the area, the ZET has their hands full├óÔé¼┬Ø He frowned ├óÔé¼┼ôThere is no one to help us├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôXander! Xander!├óÔé¼┬Ø shouted some one. Peter├óÔé¼Ôäós head snapped to a sentry, sweaty from running across the mall. ├óÔé¼┼ôWhat is it Stephen?├óÔé¼┬Ø asked Xander. ├óÔé¼┼ôThe zombie├óÔé¼Ôäós are trying something new├óÔé¼┬Ø the sentry said breathlessly.
Xander, Stephen, Peter and Rodger all looked over the edge of the mall. The zombie├óÔé¼Ôäós where gathered at a huge, broken down AGV truck that had been parked against the main gates to secure them. ├óÔé¼┼ôI├óÔé¼┬ª don├óÔé¼Ôäót see what they are trying├óÔé¼┬Ø said Rodger, peering at the zombies intently. ├óÔé¼┼ôSee down at the truck├óÔé¼┬Ø said Stephen. The zombie├óÔé¼Ôäós where milling about, like normal. ├óÔé¼┼ôThey where doing something before! I swear!├óÔé¼┬Ø said Stephen. Peter turned to look at him, but suddenly a huge crash sounded out. They all looked as the entire zombie horde upended the massive tuck. It smashed through the hardened glass as it fell forward, its massive bulk breaking the thick metal behind the glass. ├óÔé¼┼ôOh god!├óÔé¼┬Ø whispered Xander. ├óÔé¼┼ôALARM!! ALARM!├óÔé¼┬Ø shouted a sentry on the other side. The zombie├óÔé¼Ôäós ran towards the breach and swarmed into the mall, their gruesome forms lit only by the dim yellow light of the few remaining street lamps.
1:00
A Zombie Soldier was marching around the base of Buckaroo├óÔé¼Ôäós citadel, keeping a eye on the shore line. An hour ago a sub had been sunk, and he was sure to be ready for anything sneaky. Then his piggy little eye├óÔé¼Ôäós spotted something rising from the water. He tried to see exactly what it was, but Alanti had already fired his silenced pistol into the Soldier├óÔé¼Ôäós brain. The zombie collapsed backwards, but the cliff collapsed under his weight and he toppled into the sea with a loud splash. A guard above him saw his fall, but not the reason for it and simply muttered to himself about ├óÔé¼┼ôdamn newbs├óÔé¼┬Ø
Napalm was the seconds to come out of the water, a small rebreather around his mouth, as well as Alanti├óÔé¼Ôäós. The sub was almost half way full when they bumped into the emergency cabinet, found a flashlight and two reabreathers. Alanti had then used the flashlight to secure two pistols and they had swam up to the citadel. They then began to clamber up the slipper rocks, which was no mean feat in the pitch black night.
A close call came when a guard peeked over the edge of the cliff, just as Alanti was reaching the top, but Napalm grabbed him from behind (having gotten to the top first) and threw him over the ocean before he could yell. ├óÔé¼┼ôYou know we realy need a better gun├óÔé¼┬Ø said Alanti. Napalm held up the dead guard├óÔé¼Ôäós rifle and smiled. The Guard had dropped it on his way off the cliff. They begin to worm their way inside of the escape tunnels, heading deep into the Citadel.
1:05
Alanti saw the guards, but he and Napalm where as ready as it was possible to be. After they had pilfered some guns from some of the more stupid guards, their plan was simple. Kill Banzi, grab aGorm and Zoombie and run like hell. ├óÔé¼┼ôOkay, ready?├óÔé¼┬Ø asked Napalm. Alanti nodded. ├óÔé¼┼ôGood├óÔé¼┬Ø said a deep voice. Alanti looked up from his hiding place (a small cubby hole in a abandoned and dark room. General Smithson turned on the light to his room.
Alanti and Napalm stood in front of the Zombie Soldiers, their hands tied behind their backs. ├óÔé¼┼ôWell gee, hiding in the Generals room was a great way to start of your master plan!├óÔé¼┬Ø said Napalm. ├óÔé¼┼ôWell you could of warned me!├óÔé¼┬Ø Alanti responded.
├óÔé¼┼ôReady your GUNS!├óÔé¼┬Ø shouted the zombie soldier leading the execution squad.
1:09:58
The gun├óÔé¼Ôäós snapped forward and pointed squarely at the prisoners.
The zombie├óÔé¼Ôäós aimed
1:10
A hidden protein synthesizer gene had finished what aGorm and programmed it to do. It had been quietly creating a verity of nasty toxins in the body that would react badly when enough of them collected. aGorm├óÔé¼Ôäós timing was off by one second, so at exactly 1:09:59 the toxin├óÔé¼Ôäós reached critical level and reacted. The zombie soldiers began to melt. One soldier, however was still soldier enough for his finger to pull the trigger on his gun├óÔé¼┬ª
Zombie Extermination Team Season 4
Armageddon
12:10
Alanti felt the water reach his knee caps. Napalm swore loudly as his straining proved to no avail. ├óÔé¼┼ôNope we can get to the power supplies├óÔé¼┬Ø He said, letting the crowbar he had scrounged from the emergency kit, drop. ├óÔé¼┼ôWell├óÔé¼┬Ø said Alanti in total darkness ├óÔé¼┼ôDo you remember where the scuba gear is?├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôNo├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôGreat├óÔé¼┬Ø Muttered Alanti ├óÔé¼┼ôOkay├óÔé¼┬Ø he said louder ├óÔé¼┼ôlet├óÔé¼Ôäós split up and look for it├óÔé¼┬Ø
Napalm grimaced and started to search. The water had gotten half way up their thighs├óÔé¼┬ª
aGorm counted down the minutes. One more hour he thought. Banzi was inspecting the new regiment that had come out of the vats. ├óÔé¼┼ôExcellent! Excellent!├óÔé¼┬Ø He shouted ├óÔé¼┼ôaGorm I think I├óÔé¼Ôäóm going to let you live for another few days├óÔé¼┬Ø he said to the nervous aGorm. ├óÔé¼┼ôThanks├óÔé¼┬Ø said aGorm sarcastically. Banzi stalked away, his black robe swirling as he turned. aGorm check his watch and headed to Zoombie├óÔé¼Ôäós cell.
12:45
Peter was still in a conversation with Xander. Rodger simply sat and gripped a cigarette in his unbroken hand. He managed to get it in his mouth, but as he groped for his lighter his nervous teeth bit the cigarette in half. ├óÔé¼┼ôDamn├óÔé¼┬Ø he whispered before spitting it out. As he sat, staring into the water fountain in the middle of the food mart, he noticed a child staring at his bloody cloths and his makeshift cast. ├óÔé¼┼ôWhat!├óÔé¼┬Ø snapped Rodger. The kid ran off, talking to his friends about what he had seen.
├óÔé¼┼ôWe have no ideas├óÔé¼┬Ø said Xander. ├óÔé¼┼ôWell we need to get to the main land, right├óÔé¼┬Ø said Peter. ├óÔé¼┼ôYes, but there is no way to. We found a helicopter, but it├óÔé¼Ôäós an antique and runs on gasoline. There is probably ten gallons left in the world, and that would barely get the damn thing of the ground├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôWhat about AGV├óÔé¼Ôäós?├óÔé¼┬Ø asked Peter ├óÔé¼┼ôWorked for us├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôThere aren├óÔé¼Ôäót any in the city that haven├óÔé¼Ôäót either tapped their fuel cells or been blown up by an idiot that went a little carried away with a Molotov cocktail├óÔé¼┬Ø
Peter chewed his lip and thought. ├óÔé¼┼ôthe navy has pulled back to secure several port cities that have come under attack from the zombies, and the army has been pulling refugee├óÔé¼Ôäós out of the area, the ZET has their hands full├óÔé¼┬Ø He frowned ├óÔé¼┼ôThere is no one to help us├óÔé¼┬Ø
├óÔé¼┼ôXander! Xander!├óÔé¼┬Ø shouted some one. Peter├óÔé¼Ôäós head snapped to a sentry, sweaty from running across the mall. ├óÔé¼┼ôWhat is it Stephen?├óÔé¼┬Ø asked Xander. ├óÔé¼┼ôThe zombie├óÔé¼Ôäós are trying something new├óÔé¼┬Ø the sentry said breathlessly.
Xander, Stephen, Peter and Rodger all looked over the edge of the mall. The zombie├óÔé¼Ôäós where gathered at a huge, broken down AGV truck that had been parked against the main gates to secure them. ├óÔé¼┼ôI├óÔé¼┬ª don├óÔé¼Ôäót see what they are trying├óÔé¼┬Ø said Rodger, peering at the zombies intently. ├óÔé¼┼ôSee down at the truck├óÔé¼┬Ø said Stephen. The zombie├óÔé¼Ôäós where milling about, like normal. ├óÔé¼┼ôThey where doing something before! I swear!├óÔé¼┬Ø said Stephen. Peter turned to look at him, but suddenly a huge crash sounded out. They all looked as the entire zombie horde upended the massive tuck. It smashed through the hardened glass as it fell forward, its massive bulk breaking the thick metal behind the glass. ├óÔé¼┼ôOh god!├óÔé¼┬Ø whispered Xander. ├óÔé¼┼ôALARM!! ALARM!├óÔé¼┬Ø shouted a sentry on the other side. The zombie├óÔé¼Ôäós ran towards the breach and swarmed into the mall, their gruesome forms lit only by the dim yellow light of the few remaining street lamps.
1:00
A Zombie Soldier was marching around the base of Buckaroo├óÔé¼Ôäós citadel, keeping a eye on the shore line. An hour ago a sub had been sunk, and he was sure to be ready for anything sneaky. Then his piggy little eye├óÔé¼Ôäós spotted something rising from the water. He tried to see exactly what it was, but Alanti had already fired his silenced pistol into the Soldier├óÔé¼Ôäós brain. The zombie collapsed backwards, but the cliff collapsed under his weight and he toppled into the sea with a loud splash. A guard above him saw his fall, but not the reason for it and simply muttered to himself about ├óÔé¼┼ôdamn newbs├óÔé¼┬Ø
Napalm was the seconds to come out of the water, a small rebreather around his mouth, as well as Alanti├óÔé¼Ôäós. The sub was almost half way full when they bumped into the emergency cabinet, found a flashlight and two reabreathers. Alanti had then used the flashlight to secure two pistols and they had swam up to the citadel. They then began to clamber up the slipper rocks, which was no mean feat in the pitch black night.
A close call came when a guard peeked over the edge of the cliff, just as Alanti was reaching the top, but Napalm grabbed him from behind (having gotten to the top first) and threw him over the ocean before he could yell. ├óÔé¼┼ôYou know we realy need a better gun├óÔé¼┬Ø said Alanti. Napalm held up the dead guard├óÔé¼Ôäós rifle and smiled. The Guard had dropped it on his way off the cliff. They begin to worm their way inside of the escape tunnels, heading deep into the Citadel.
1:05
Alanti saw the guards, but he and Napalm where as ready as it was possible to be. After they had pilfered some guns from some of the more stupid guards, their plan was simple. Kill Banzi, grab aGorm and Zoombie and run like hell. ├óÔé¼┼ôOkay, ready?├óÔé¼┬Ø asked Napalm. Alanti nodded. ├óÔé¼┼ôGood├óÔé¼┬Ø said a deep voice. Alanti looked up from his hiding place (a small cubby hole in a abandoned and dark room. General Smithson turned on the light to his room.
Alanti and Napalm stood in front of the Zombie Soldiers, their hands tied behind their backs. ├óÔé¼┼ôWell gee, hiding in the Generals room was a great way to start of your master plan!├óÔé¼┬Ø said Napalm. ├óÔé¼┼ôWell you could of warned me!├óÔé¼┬Ø Alanti responded.
├óÔé¼┼ôReady your GUNS!├óÔé¼┬Ø shouted the zombie soldier leading the execution squad.
1:09:58
The gun├óÔé¼Ôäós snapped forward and pointed squarely at the prisoners.
The zombie├óÔé¼Ôäós aimed
1:10
A hidden protein synthesizer gene had finished what aGorm and programmed it to do. It had been quietly creating a verity of nasty toxins in the body that would react badly when enough of them collected. aGorm├óÔé¼Ôäós timing was off by one second, so at exactly 1:09:59 the toxin├óÔé¼Ôäós reached critical level and reacted. The zombie soldiers began to melt. One soldier, however was still soldier enough for his finger to pull the trigger on his gun├óÔé¼┬ª
This is not a regular post for the ZET. Instead it is a public thanks to the man largely responsible for my inspiration, and fanatical devotion. George Romero has made 12 movies├óÔé¼Ôäó (13 as of an hour ago) and his movie├óÔé¼Ôäós have provided more thrills, chills and cool social commentary than any other movie, TV show and book.
Of course, some poor soul who remains ignorant, what movie├óÔé¼Ôäós dose George Romero make? ZOMBIE MOVIE├óÔé¼ÔäóS of course! His starting film was Night of the Living Dead, a name that has become so ingrained into the public consciousness that it├óÔé¼Ôäós over used before you here it (a very odd thing it is too). His second film in the Dead sires was of course Dawn of the Dead, the 1979 version. This movie was a faced paced comic book adventure, that has since become a legendary and totally awesome movie.
Day of the Dead was the third (and supposedly last) film in the Dead sire├óÔé¼Ôäós. It was very dark, and very gory. And it had a zombie whose face I take my avatar from (Bub). Theses films, and there some how realistic zombie├óÔé¼Ôäós, have inspired me to invent this and a really scary version of tag, and now├óÔé¼┬ª the fourth movie has come out├óÔé¼┬ª
Land of the Dead, a masterpiece of horror, has been released on the public and it was worth the 20 year wait! Social commentary, cool characters, solemn plot and great directing make this film an amazing thing to behold. So I would like to thank George and his bloodily gory and amazingly thoughtful movies.
And remember to shoot em in the head
Of course, some poor soul who remains ignorant, what movie├óÔé¼Ôäós dose George Romero make? ZOMBIE MOVIE├óÔé¼ÔäóS of course! His starting film was Night of the Living Dead, a name that has become so ingrained into the public consciousness that it├óÔé¼Ôäós over used before you here it (a very odd thing it is too). His second film in the Dead sires was of course Dawn of the Dead, the 1979 version. This movie was a faced paced comic book adventure, that has since become a legendary and totally awesome movie.
Day of the Dead was the third (and supposedly last) film in the Dead sire├óÔé¼Ôäós. It was very dark, and very gory. And it had a zombie whose face I take my avatar from (Bub). Theses films, and there some how realistic zombie├óÔé¼Ôäós, have inspired me to invent this and a really scary version of tag, and now├óÔé¼┬ª the fourth movie has come out├óÔé¼┬ª
Land of the Dead, a masterpiece of horror, has been released on the public and it was worth the 20 year wait! Social commentary, cool characters, solemn plot and great directing make this film an amazing thing to behold. So I would like to thank George and his bloodily gory and amazingly thoughtful movies.
And remember to shoot em in the head
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