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vc_player_npc ([info]vc_player_npc) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-08-30 08:40:00

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Entry tags:!complete, day 21, location: museum, npc, remy lebeau

The Zombie Invasion Begins
Who: Captain Jack Sparrow and OTA
What: Seeking brains
Where: Near the Museum
When: 9:00AM
Rating: PG to start

Please meet our dearly departed Captain Jack Sparrow. In life he walked sort of on the wobbily side of things; in death he was no different. Uneven, almost uncertain steps carried the rotting corpse of a man from his resting place out into town. For those that had met him, from behind he'd be nearly the same as before; hat perched upon his head, boots upon his feet. So, he was a little dirty, what else was new? From the front however, the swaying mass of a man was clearly dead. His skin had turned waxy and his eyes gone pale. A nasty chunk of flesh was removed from his throat, and while it didn't bleed any longer, there was a very nice splash down the front of him.

Standing there, swaying in the darkness and flickering streetlamps, the Zombie waited for something to move.


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[info]vc_player_npc
2009-08-31 05:01 pm UTC (link)
He was moving in shakey steps toward the path the man had moved in. There was an itch in that long dead brain, and itch that could only be resolved by disemboweling that man and consuming his vital organs. That sounded tasty.

Navigating those stairs was tricky, but eventually, he made it up to the door. He stood there a moment, pressed against it, feeling the cool wood against waxy skin. Then he started to really push. Hands started to bang. The door was moving with groans and bangs. He may not be able to comprehend a door knob, but he understood that if he kept pushing, sooner or later the door would get out of his way and he'd get to have a snack. A tasty snack.

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[info]ace_of_clubs
2009-09-01 03:39 am UTC (link)
A tasty snack Remy's ass! He was stumbling back a few frantic steps to get away from the zombie banging at the door, before he ran into the front information desk, and nearly knocked the shot gun off of the counter and onto the ground. It didn't take him long to realize what it was and why it was there, so he was quickly snatching it up, grabbing the box of bullets and dumping them into an impossibly deep pocket, and loading one up as quickly as he could. Then he promptly turned it onto the door and began backing away, to get as far away from those doors as possible. He needed to find a back exit and get the fuck out of that museum before the zombie got in.

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