The Sereni-Tree and Mai-Quest 3: Quest to the Old West
POSTED BY: TheRealMe
UPDATED: Thursday, March 29, 2007 06:08
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Also: ZOMBIES!!?!? Why can't we ever just go somewhere NORMAL?
Serenity,
President of The Juggled Gosling Chatroom
Bride8
Wielder of the Magic Frying Pan of Sleep
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**jake7 watches the encroaching zombies and blurts out**
Hey, don't forget my trusty remote!
**Once the words are out of her mouth, she thinks back to the last time she used it in a similar manner and remembers that she accidentally reanimated a bunch of dead monsters...**
Uh, maybe not! But, we always have my force field -- if it works against the undead!
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MAL: Everybody's makin' a fuss.
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"They just float out there, sending out raver breeding parties..."
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Whatever you do be careful! One of those zombies is ME! Ewwwwwww!
*Sheriff whathisname marches around up the street leading the zombies, and carrying what appears to be a rather large crystal ball. The crystal begins to glow and the eminates a blinding, red light.
"Ah ha, just what I've been searching for the famed heroes of Sereni-Tree. They will soon complete my collection! Soldiers, attack!"
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No offense, Mai, but you do NOT make a very pretty zombie.
This is getting way weird. Can we run away now? I don't wanna fight zombies. I didn't bring a cricket bat!
Serenity,
President of The Juggled Gosling Chatroom
Bride8
Wielder of the Magic Frying Pan of Sleep
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Running sounds like a great plan. However, I'd really prefer not be stuck as a ghost forever. Then again, if it's that or a zombie body, I'll stick with the ghost-ishness. Maybe I can distract the zombie soldiers while you all concentrate on mr. mean. It's not like they can kill me.
*Flys full throttle toward the group of zombies.
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Quote:
Originally posted by ScorpionRegent:
SR saunters into the saloon and sets his foot on the brass rail of the bar.
"Barkeep a shot of rye, if you have any."
"Hey cowboy, buy a lady a drink?" says a pleasant contralto to his left.
SR raises a eyebrow before turning to see who wants to share a drink with him.
Scorpion Regent
OOC: uh oh! Zombies! I had better wrap this one up a get back to the group.
IC: SR takes his shot and turns to she a ferocious she demon dressed as a saloon girl, in her right hand which happens to be held over her head is a wicked looking dagger piosed to strike. SR thinking quickly strikes a match alight with his thumb nail and spits his drink over the match's flame and into the demon's face where it explodes into a ball of fire. The knife descends and snake quick SR dodges aside as the blade buries itself deep into the bar. SR slaps a silver dollar on the bar and grabs up the whiskey bottle which he promptly smashes over the demon's head. The liquor catches fire and the entire demon is sudenly engulfed in flames.
"So much for a quiet drink." says SR under his breath as SR sprints out the batwing doors, pursued buy necrefied cowpunchers.
Scorpion Regent
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OOC: Sorry, SR, I didn't mean to cut short your time in the bar!
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"Mai!" TheRealMe seems cross, and taps his foot. "Mai, did you forget about the NO DYING rule we instituted after that unfortunate incident involving ThatWeirdGirl? Now what are we going to do with you? We can't put your spirit back in THAT body... It's all gross and corpsified. We'll either have to get Doctor SimonWho to grow you a new one, or else I'll have to invent a robot body for you. Sheesh! These things aren't even possible! Don't you know how long that will take us? A whole day, at least!"
TheRealMe, Captain of the Sereni-Tree
P.S. Jake7, good to see you!
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Seryn, from her rooftop vantage point stops ticking Fins toes and doing goo goo faces at the sight of several zombies lurching over the landscape below.
Depositing Fin (wrapped in a bullet proof vest and a fireproof blanket - paranoid mum alert!) in the safest place on the roof between the chimneys she crawls back to the edge and uses her rifle scope to work out whats going on.
before long she spots the Mr NaughtySherriff marching along with some bit of mystical gubbins glowing in violent colours in his outheld hand. Slowly she takes aim and fires off one shot, which hits the sherrif in the arm, making him drop the globey thing.
It drops to the soft sandy ground, and the zombies one by one stumble to a halt. some turn to look at where the thing lies pulsing slightly, one just keels over and lies there eating dirt.
She watches dismayed as the sherriff realises he's only grazed, and vows to practice more as he regains the globe and the zombies lurch on once more.
"We'll that confirms how he's doing it.... big long list of problems now" she pushes the button to speak to the others "sorry - just wanted to confirm something! Anybody got a plan?"
ooc - yey, hello Jake7 - so how are things going?
Isn't sanity really a one trick pony, anyway? I mean all you get is one trick, rational thinking! But when you're good and crazy...ooh hoo hoo hoo... the skys the limit!
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Quote:
Originally posted by TheRealMe:
OOC: Sorry, SR, I didn't mean to cut short your time in the bar!
OOC:It's okay, If I really cared for all that quality drinking time I wouldn't have dragged my ass getting to the bar.
Scorpion Regent
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