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Nov 04, 2008 17:29

[AND ONTO THE PLANE COMES OUR ERSTWILE HERO, SHAMBLING ABOUT IN AN APPARENT DRUNKEN STUPOR AS HIS ZOMBIFIED REMAINS FIGHT THE POWERFUL URGE TO DEVOUR ANY AND ALL WHO APPROACH HIM]

Shut the bloody hell up you fuckin' loon!

[CRIED OUR HERO TO THE SKY, SHAKING A MIGHTY FIST AS GENERIC HEAVY METAL (TO BE DETERMINED BY DERO WHENEVER SHE GETS HOME) BLARED IN THE BACKGROUND, LENDING WEIGHT TO HIS HEAVY THOUGHTS]

I said shut it! Oi!

[WRACKED BY THE OVERWHELMING URGE TO FEED, OUR HERO FALLS TO HIS KNEES, CLUTCHING A STOMACH GROWLING FOR THE FLESH OF THE LIVING, CURSING THE WORLD FOR HIS PLIGHT]

I said shut up, you damn div!

[MEANWHILE, CHEETAHS ARE HUNTING THE STREETS OF HIS BELOVED MANCHESTER, SEEKING OUT WARM BLOOD AND FLESH. CAN OUR HERO OVERCOME HIS OWN INSATIABLE NEED, OR WILL HE BE HAVING DESERT -- WITH HIS DI AS THE MAIN INGREDIENT? AND WILL HE EVER STOP WASTING BULLETS SHOOTING AT THE SKY?]

[ooc; The long-awaited Manchester zombie post! Sorry for the delay, folks. Have fun tagging zombie!Gene and making up scenarios with the cheetahs still in Manchester. Also: I will be tagging slowly, as I am posting this from work, so have fun amongst yourselves. And oh yes, the narrator is BRIAN BLESSED so, those who can hear him? Have fun.]

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