forum Zombies

Started March 10, 2018 by @glitchy-plant

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"Wait, did you hear that." Trinity walks over to a walkie talkie sitting on the office desk. She picks it up, "Hello?"

Jackie heard the static coming from the walkie talkie. "Someone is there. But where are they?"

"Where are you?" Trinity asks into the device.

(Ohhh my god this is so awesome I have to join!!! My character will be a teacher or principal or something)
Nyir, age 34, her son Tasper is a freshman at the school, she has dark box braids and medium skin, with dark eyes. She is no nonsense and fiercely protective, and her husband is a cop, so she took self-defense from him. She is quick witted with dry humor and is almost always frowning.

Nyir heard the screams before she saw the Fog. She had been rummaging through student files, filling out letters of recommendation for her graduating seniors. Her blinds were drawn shut, and her office locked. The screams were faint, but definitely there.

"What the hell?" She muttered, drawing open her blinds. Not an active shooter, please not an active…oh, no. Her eyes widened and she immediately dropped the blinds. No active shooter. Something..else.

The alarm blared as the school went on lockdown. Nyir hurried out of her office, racing down the hall past panicked children. She had to find her son. He was supposed to be eating lunch now…her hands clenched. He better be safe.

’’third floor… closet’’ Clyde made out through the static to the girl on the other end.

Trinity runs to the third floor, she throws open the closet door to see who it is. "It's ok now." She tries to comfort him.

Sitting on a window at the top floor of the school, Ben watched as a crowd of Halloween-like zombies hobbled around the outer walls of the school. He knew what was going on, but this sort of stuff seemed very bland for Ben, he already went through enough ‘Terror’ while helping a friend of his escape from the police after an ‘experiment gone wrong’, that ended up turning him into a ‘Jack frost vampire but not afraid of the sun’. So, this was nothing new.

Jackie was right behind Trinity when they found the boy huddled in the closet. "It's alright, nobody in the school yet is infected."

"We should look around the school, see if there are any students by themselves." She says to Jackie. "You take the first and second floor, I'll take the third." She said, in the nicest, least bossy way possible.

Jackie nodded. "Whatever." She turned and went back down to the second floor without another word to Trinity. She looked in the classrooms, not finding anybody.

Trinity searches the floor to find Ben, the person she ran into earlier. "Oh!' she says with surprise, "I didn't see you there. Are you ok?" She pauses for a moment, "Do you know anything about this…apocalypse?"

" No," Ben said. ‘They always say when the sky is sickly green there is a tornado passing by, but yet I don’t see a tornado…. Those scientists need to get their calculations right.’ Ben pondered the thought for a minute. Then glancing back at the zombies, he found no amusement on watching them stomp over each other or fall over some of the most pathetic things like a twig. Laying back down on the sofa, he waited for something exciting to happen.

Nyir found that the door to the cafeteria was locked. She slammed her hands against it, yelling, "It's just me, Mrs. Heol. Please open the door!" A noise behind her interrupted her. She whirled around, her eyes big. Something was coming towards her. Not quite a human, but…something. It resembled a school kid, but its dead eyes and blank expression were off.

"Ty…tyrone?" She recognized it suddenly. She'd taught this kid AP history. He hesitated, his head cocking to one side. "Tyrone, it's Mrs. Heol. What's going…are you…"

His lips snarled. He leapt towards her at breathtaking speed, his hands outstretched. He was out for blood.

"Holy crap," she screamed, turning away and banging on the cafeteria door even louder. "Please, Tasper, somebody, help!!"

Clyde heard a cry for help and ran down the stairs, a mop handle in hand to serve as his weapon.

Sitting up right, Ben head the cry for help, but besides that he heard pitter-patter of the person that was coming to the rescue, ‘still nothing to do…..’

Nyir turned back towards the creature, trying to keep it at arm's length. It's nails raked down her exposed skin on her arms. She bit her tongue to keep from crying out, wrestling it back. She heard someone coming down the stairs. Craning for a glimpse, she recognized… er… Clint? Carl? Some C name. "Please, help!" she screamed at him.

Standing, he pulled out his army knife his father forced him to bring around, walking to the Janitors closet, he pulled out a wooden broom and started carving a notch at the end. Finishing it, he slid his knife into the notch, then taking a pair of shoes from the closet, he pulled out the shoelaces and tied that around the knife and broom, his spear was now complete. ‘Now time to go after them.’ He thought as he darted down the hall.

Kicking down a stupid locked door, Ben stormed down the stairs to the second floor with his makeshift spear in hand. Catching his breath as he made it down, he looked up to see one of his teacher, and Clyde right ahead of him- running towards the zombie. He could see the long scratch of his teacher’s arm, glancing at the wall he broke open the glass that shielded the fire extinguisher. Pulling it out he continued his race down the hall to his teacher with the spear and the heavy metal extinguisher.

Someone else had joined the fray. "Ben!" she yelled. He was equipped with some kind of makeshift weapon and a fire extinguisher. At least he was prepared. "Help, please!"

Ben shot past the slow Clyde like a falcon. Aiming his spear, He thrusted it forward with all his glorious hotness. The spear cut through the air like when you’re cutting wrapping paper and the scissors start to glide through it. It hit the zombie head on, but except that it hit him with such force that it knocked him backwards and now the spear was imbedded in the floor.

Nyir had to admit, she didn't realize that Ben was such a badass. She wasn't going to tell him that, but seriously. That was impressive. Breathless, she placed a hand on his shoulder. "Thanks, Ben. That was…that was…yeah. You saved my life there." She dropped her hand, inspecting her wounds. It wasn't deep, but she didn't want it infected. Who knew what was in the creature's nails. "Come with me to the nurse's office, please. Just in case I run into more of these creatures."

Respecting the teacher’s words, he pulled his spear out of the head of the zombified student and followed her like a body guard to the nurses office.

As they walked, Nyir decided to start up a conversation. "How did you learn to do…that?" she motioned to the spear, the body, everything.

“I learn all these thinks while I was helping a friend…uh… live in the wild while running away from police… it’s a long story, so please don’t ask about it.” (FYI, Ben was based off a book I started then stopped because I was already working on a different one.)