Who: Rocket, open to all Where: Mar-Vell Memorial Park (In the middle of Knowhere. MIDDLE OF KNOWHERE! HAH!) When: Tuesday morning What: Rocket returns to his home universe... AND BRINGS A SHITLOAD OF ZOMBIES WITH HIM. Rating: TBD - possibly warnings for language and violence.
Lest anyone think that it was merely people from other realities being dropped off here, let's clarify: this was happening in ALL realities. And sometimes? People from OUR reality were being thrown into other ones. One such being? Was none other than Rocket Raccoon. Disappearing mere days before the Guardians agreed to this assignment, he'd been gone for a little over a month now.
Or at least, it'd been about a month to everyone in this reality.
To Rocket? He'd been gone for almost four months now, bouncing from reality to reality, meeting people from various other universes and finding ways to cope and survive. The one good thing that had come of it? Was meeting the woman who'd somehow managed to bounce through universes with him, Six. In the universe SHE was from, she was an alien, just like him. They'd bonded over mutual feelings of isolation, and love of heavy weaponry, and had managed to forge a true, unbreakable bond of friendship.
The universe that the two had just been in was one that had seen a zombie apocalypse basically scorch the earth. People in this universe? Would know it as The Walking Dead universe. Was being in such a place scary and stressful? OF COURSE. But hey! At least it gave Rocket and Six some things to shoot at. And god knew they both needed the release by this point. Plus, that type of setting? Gave Rocket INSANE amounts of material to use as spare parts for weapons.
They'd met a small group of survivors, and had been in the middle of being attacked by what looked to be an absolute HORDE of the undead, when suddenly, Rocket and Six felt themselves surrounded by that intense white light again.... only this time it seemed to swallow up a large circle of space around them.
Rocket felt himself falling, before hitting the ground in the middle of what Cosmo had named Mar-Vell Memorial Park. Having never seen this huge addition to Knowhere, Rocket had no clue where the hell he was as he slowly rose, grabbing the ridiculously large blaster rifle he carried. No... right now, all he could do was stare, slack-jawed, at the hundreds of undead that had been brought through WITH them. Awwwwww, hell.
"SIX!" Rocket called out, unsure if the girl had even come through with him. "Wherever the flark we are now, this looks like a residential area! We gotta make sure these zombie flartnards don't get far enough away from here that they can start biting people!"