Mayhem had equipped herself with 3 more molotovs slung on her belt, a baseball bat, a large patio parasol and lastly; one of the few guns left in the shop that hadn't either A) jammed or B) run out of it's appropriate ammo, a small handgun.

"You can hear 'em trying to scratch their way through the barricade ..." Mayhem gulped, "You think we should just keep going? Once they break through it'll be a flood. If we try to go now maybe we can snatch ourselves some food and water from the cafeteria and get a head start to the third floor..."

Zelda grabbed the ammo phycho threw and loaded a shotgun, pistol, and went to the knife counter to get some knives.

Zelda: Okay.......... what do we do now???? I'm scared.

"We go to the electronics store and watch six feet under while resting for combat!" Ave pulled out her DVD and began to treck to the tv store. "This reminds me of that time we were at the mall in Mashi's RPG, and it was all destroyed and we looted FYE and Banana Republic and Hot Topic, and House was there. And there was a robot bunny, and Oleander sved us while PH and Dakrov ate chinese food with Raz and Lili."

As Psycho Refigured the gigantic Blade and Chainsaw together, making the chainsaw blade, he said " Mayhem, thats a great plan. Anyway, we need to get to the basement. They have a huge amount of ammo there. Once we get to that, we are pretty much set. From every zombie movie, I've ever watched. They are gonna combine to make an ultimate super-zombie. We need the ammo in the basement. The only way through is through several zombie infested areas and through an exit through New Navy. New Navy is probably the safest route, but we aren't sure whats there, so we haffta shoot and chop through the zombie infested area." said Kelvin.

And with that the team cocked there weapons and became ready for battle.

Zelda: Oh that sounds easy enough. I'm going now. Bye.

Zelda ran through the mobs of zombies and got stuck by five huge ones. They were like HUGE, like 10 feet tall.

Zelda: Woo, is that Shaq or Yomming? Oh well. HELPZERS!!!!

The zombies had torn clear through the barricade, and they emerged through the small opening one by one ... and then, all hell went loose.

"I didn't think there would be this many!" Mayhem screamed. Swinging her bat, she managed to pull the zombies away from Zelda, pulling her by the arm away from the frenzy. There was another loud crash and Mayhem whipped her head back, "Welll duh! The zombies used the elevators!"

She ran back a little to gain some space, and continued her mad fervor, swingin the bat and smashing jaws, stopping to catch her breath while 3 zombies writhed in pain at her feet, "I dunno how long we can keep this up...Screw the food, the cafteeria gets supplies from downstaris with a pully system. If someone can fit into them and lower themselves down, they can get to the basement and bring ammo up to us. The others can hold the zombies down for as long as they can...woo, boy, this is tiring..."

dangeROSS got to work. He rushed at the nearest group of zombies. He gained momentum, then put all the force he could into a crouch and then a leap. He flew through the air. Zombies followed his movements the whole time, mouths watering, hands itchy with anticipation at a new meal. dangeROSS came down right in the middle of the group. He had his sword in his right hand, and in his left was....... a blank voter registration form.

He shoved the from into the closest zombie's hands. It's expression was blank. Eyes rolled up into his head, mouth gaping with streams of drool coming out. Ross started to sweat wondering if this plan would work. He continued to stare at the zombie, beads of sweat began forming on his head. The zombie seemed to stand there forever not making any motion at all just staring blankly into the sky. Moaning in unision with all the other zombies present. Creating a chorus of horror. Ross toned out the horrible whaling, and just stared at the zombie. Stared with all his might. His eyes were starting to bug out. He was totally tunnel vision. Focused on this zombie.


Then it did it. It took the form and signed it. It signed it with a bloody smear hand mark. But that is still an acceptable signitaure for voter registration. It has been since the constituion was amended by zombie George Washington in 1985 presidental Zombie outbreak of cancun. As soon as it's dirty finger was off the page Ross freakin' sliced the zombie in half thourgh the stomach. It's top half went tumbling to the ground. The legs stood motionless for a second. Then they did the Charleston. HARD. And without and hands to help accompany the dance. But you could still tell what it was. Then they just fell too.

Ross finished the zombie with a sword poke to the dome piece. He whipped around. And saw an onslaught of zombies all pouring in around him. He ran head first into the group screaming at the top of his lungs the ancient war cry his Ninja master/kidnapper had taught him. Which he had swore was an ancient war cry, but it pretty much was just Ace of Base's I Saw the Sign.

And at that moment he thought ...I'm going to need some more paper.

Psycho kept chopping through the massive amounts of zombie. His chainsaw blade was covered in bool. His trenchcoat had turned slightly Reddish-black from the bool. He was tiring out. Then the ten foot zombie soon called up several dozens of the other zombies and grew into a massive gorilla like creature.

"oh crap." said Psychochaos. Acting quickly he chopped offf its head. Unluckily, more the head became more zombies and recombined with the body reforming the head.
"You have got to be kidding me." said Psycho.
Suddenly, a laser shot it in the back of the head.
The creature turned toward Darth, hungry for brain. the odd thing was the injury din't recover.

(Note:The Massive Zombie thing won't heal back if it's hit by a laser. Darth's the one with the laser so darth can beat it.)

"SKREW THE BLUEEEEEEEEE!!!!!" Darth yelled, hurling lazer beams at zombies while doing a mascot dance. "THIS ONE'S FOR WOODY!!!" Darth yelled as she lazered the massive zombie thing to death. Everyone stared at here.

"Yeah, I'm an O State fan." She said, smiling while wiping the zombie blood spatters from her face. "HAAAAANG ON SNOOPY, SNOOPY HANG ON!!"

And then the universe blew up because God got pissed while removing a splinter. The end.

And then the universe blew up because God got pissed while removing a splinter. The end.
(Smon, please use your supermoderator! powers to delete this post. This tomfoolery has just begun.)

What are these "supermoderator powers" of which you speak? Smon, please use your mod powers to correct Ave's post.

*Jmac attampts to rape everybody, including himself.
-1000 Stamina
-1000000 Ass integrity

What are these "supermoderator powers" of which you speak? Smon, please use your mod powers to correct Ave's post.
He may not be a supermod(yet) but he's my #2 BFF on here. So their pretty super to a normal user like myself.

This argument is pointless. On with the RP!

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Davinq ran into the nearest KBtoys, and immediately found what he was looking for: a SuperSoaker! Tearing it out of it's packaging, he ran into the bathroom, which had a jug of holy water, which he stocked up on.

Sprinting out of the shop, Davinq took in his bearings. There was barely a foot of space left in the mall that a zombie wasn't occupying now. And he couldn't even see any of his friends. I'm going to need a bigger gun, Davinq thought.

"It's not the size of the gun, it's how you use it!" screamed Carrot Top as he rappelled down through the skylight, decked out in commando gear. The RD gang had much bigger problem to worry about now than zombies.

Blasting his way through the zombie ranks, Davinq was making quite a bit of progress in thinning the ranks with his holy water-powered SuperSoaker. Eventually though, he was going to run out of juice, and that was why he was carving a path to the sword shop.

Eventually, Davinq wound up on the doors of the place, and there was a single zombie standing in his way. He lined up the scope to aim, and... Nothing. "Blast it! No juice!" He was trying to find an alternative when the zombie charged.

"Eat Anna's Linens!' Mayhem laughed as she herself charged the advancing zombie on a shopping cart with the patio umbrella fully opened. With an 'oof', the zobie was tackled down and Mayhem endured a painful crash," ...nggg...'s'alright" She shot a thumbsup as to rpove her point.

"RAWRRRRR!" Yelled Ave, shooting more zombies with her lazer thing. "How the hell is Brandom still alive when he hasn't been doing anything??" Ave roundhouse!kicked a zombie and stomped it's head in with her boot heel.

And then everything imploded. The end. Goddammit.

~That was the coolest, most courages thing I have ever seen a human being do.~ Jimmy thought to himself. "If only I was that badass I could make zombies sign paper too." He said aloud. Realising that everyone else had... LEFT HIM BEHIND! He made for the nearest macca's and drank straight out of the soft-drink machine. "mmm... Sticky goodness...wow! The soft serve machine!"
After having his fill he made out to find the others.

"Zombies Zombies and more zombies! Goddam Zombies. They just keep coming. " said Psycho.

The forumites kept battling on through. Dav had run out of ammo. Luckily Psycho had chopped through most of the zombiessurrounding Dav. More powerful zombies showed up.

"Damn it!" said Psycho.
There were several wolfins and a slasher just waiting for brain. Darth took out the slasher with here laser. Zelda and mayhem were able to take care of 2 wolfins. That just left Psycho with a octo zombie. (octozombie:When zombies combie to creat a monster with 8 bodies as legs and head made of heads you get an octo zombie) He quickly chopped off its legs and sliced his head into pieces.


Soon all the zombies combined to create about a dozen more octo zombies.

Zelda managed to kill five zombies so far.(Can a zombie die if it's dead?)
Anyway, she was takin down a group when the 10 foot zombie thing snuck up behind her and hit her in the head, causing lots of blood.
Zelda: OUCH! That.... hurt...... *falls over*

Once Psycho had cleared the way for him, Davinq burst into the store and took the closest katana he could find.

Rushing back out, he was baffled to see all the nearby zombies running in the opposite direction. Then he noticed Carrot Top. They were all determined to take him down, but...

Meanwhile, Davinq noticed something odd. No matter which way the regiments were going, there was always one standing in the east corner of the food court. Not always the same zombie, but one was always there. He went to investigate.

"I am taking a very long, very hot shower after this..." Mayhem grumbled, "I'm covered in zombie slobber, guts and blood and gah! My clothes... it will take forever to get these stains out!" Hell hath no fury like a girl's scorn. Especially if you've just ruined her clothes. Powered by a newfound fury, Mayhem threw all her cocktails and icinerated at least 2 of the octozombies.

"Haha! That will teach ya! Uh, Dav...the fight's this way... fine. Kill yourself. I get to keep all your cool stuff" Mayhem said, then taking notice of Jimmy "Hey Jimmy! I tried to drag ya up here... but whatever! Take this baseball bat!' She threw the bat at him, luckily it didn't hit his head, Just his arm. Wait... yeah, he was fine.

Yay patio umbrellas! Succesfully slamming into the zombie about to eat Zel as she had done before (crashing again, but Mayhem doesnt learn), Mayhem sprayed the disenfectant on herself, and the waking Zelda. "Pass it around ... Yeesh, there are WAY too many of them. I dunno bout ya guys, but I' fallin' back and hiding in the nearest Hollister..."

"And I'm going to the disney store to sleep in the giant pile of stuffed animals." Ave shot more zombies as she went to her bed place.

Mayhem never reached the Hollister. If there was anything good, it was that only a few zombies had eeked in through the other elevators and escalators. But some had managed to trail her. Mayhem ran into the nearest Music Store, the zombies slowly lumbering behind. She popped in a CD ... hip hop. Good thing these zombies were into it, cuz they started dancing and completely ignoring her. Taking a small boombox and hoisting it onto her shoulder, Mayhem carefully made her way to the exit of the store. A zombie lunged for her but she pulled back, "Nuh-uh! Dont you make me put in this Celine Dion!" She waved the CD above her head to prove her point. Needless to say, she got no trouble from there.

"Yo, Dav! Whatcha doin!?"

Zelda woke and still woozy, got up. She was still kinda bloody, but managed to kick a zombie in the head and knock it off. After that, she made her way to Smon, Psycho, and Jimmy to help.

Zelda: Hey, Psycho, how the hell did they all get here?

Ave layed on top of the tiggers while trying to watch Mulan while a few zombies lurked in. She pulled out her bow and arrow and shot them. "I want some popcorn." Ave leaped from her seat and walked to the nearest Caribou Coffee for an iced coffee and then to Auntie Ann's Pretzals for some popcorn and a pretzal. She then had the idea to invite everyone else over for a break in the disney store. She'd just close the gate to the store while they chillaxed. After gathering her foodproducts and killing more zombies, she found the rest of her forumite friends. "Sup? You guys wanna chillax in the Disney Store? We need breaks."

Zelda saw Darth and leaped towards her, kicking a zombie from behind.

Zelda: Sure, I need a break, and a bandage.

She started back while Darth talked to them and saw the worst: The floors above them were overcralwing with zombies. The elevators had so much blood, it wasn't funny. Some started falling down from the top and she panicked.
Thinking: OMG HOW ARE THERE SO MANY??? WHERE THE HELL DID THEY COME FROM???

Without thinking, Zelda ran to the employee's back room and snuck up the back stairs to peek out the top. She saw no one there, but saw the security room. She tiptoed to the room and went in, seeing lots of camaras.

Zelda: Oh.... my god.

On the main camara, the zombies were all gathering sharp things and leftover guns. No human was left. Except the fourmers. The zombies were now all staring toward the gun shop the guys were in.

Zelda: Oh no. This is not good, not good at all. I have to go back to help.
She started to go, but somone grabbed her and put their hand over her mouth, causing her unable to speak or breath.

Ignoring Mayhem's call, Davinq was creeping up silently on the lone zombie of the bottom floor. Retrieving a holy water balloon from his pocket, he got up right behind the guy and splashed him. He fell without a sound.

Instantly, another zombie 'ghosted' out of the ground to take its place!

"So many." Thought Pscho. "Where the F#ck is Zelda?" said Psycho.

Soon, the unearthly amount of zombies burst throughto their floor.

"I didn't think I would have to use ... it so early." said Psycho. Psycho took out a coke can and drank it. His Chainsaw blade started glowing.

"Bankai!!!" screamed Psycho as his Chainsaw blade turned into a black katana with a buddist manji (Nazi Swastika for those who don't know) at the hilt.

"Timme to kick some arse." said Psycho.

At unhumane spped he sliced annd diced through the hourds. Zombie by zombie fell cut in half to the ground. The hourds were shrinking at incredible rate. The other forumites watched in awe at the unexpected power of his attacks. Blood was spilling everywhere. Zombie guts all over the ground. Psycho had eliminated the ranks.

His sword returned to its original form and Psycho passed out.
More zombies came and the forumites prepared to make sure Psycho didn't get eaten.

(Hehe. BLEACH reference)

Davinq was aghast. What was going on? It was clear that the zombies were spawning from underground. But that must mean... Oh no! I've got to go warn the others!, and he ran off to find the rest of the forumites.

On the way, he found a crowd of zombies fighting each other in front of Victoria Secret, over bras! The distraction was all Davinq needed to whip out his katana and cut the undead beasties into ribbons. After the deed was done, Davinq decided it wouldn't hurt to take a peek inside...

Mayhem had ran into the Disney store, life was good surrounded by plush animals and chinese takeout she had managed to steal.

"Hey... where are Zel and Dav...?"

Ignoring the bruise on his arm, Jimmy made his way to the Disney store with his newly aquired baseball bat. Realizing he'd never actually used a baseball bat as a weapon he figured he'd try it out. (He was a good swing, as he used to play baseball) OWNED! "Dude, that had to have been a home run!" He spoke to the now-headless zombie corpse. Bang! A fair smack to the torso, completley uneffetive but it had a hood whack to it. "Well, this should do nicely." He wandered over to the Disney store.

Zelda awoke in a different room, the smell of rotten corspe all around her. She looked around, before noticing she was tied up and had a rag over her mouth. She noticed a few piles of flesh and bones, while two zombies snacked on it, ignoring her. One stopped and stared at her. Her heart raced as it lingered to her, a piece of bloody flesh in it's hands.
~thinking~ Oh no, I'm so dead. I don't want to die.
She started to cry, as it dropped the flesh on her pants.

Zombie: Eat...... it........ master.........
~thinking~ Master? It thinks I'm it's MASTER?
Zombie:.....eat........ others.....come....... master has awoken........

Ten other zombies entered the small room, carring metel objects.

Zelda: Uh, how am I your master?
Zombie: Other master is evil...... You show emotion....... Other master doesn't.... We help you and your friends........

The zombie took a metel piece from the ground and used it to cut Zelda's rope. She broke out of it and stood up to look at the zombies.

Zelda: Uhh, thanks. What's your name?
Zombie: Danyetta. Yours?
Zelda: Uhh, Abby. Or Zelda, whichever.
Danyetta: Well then, Abby, we will be glad to assist you and your friends. ZOMBIES: MARCH!

Danyetta led Zelda and the zombies to an airway above where everyone was. They dropped down in and the group starred at them. Dav started to shot at Danyetta, but Zelda stopped him.

Zelda: No, they're good zombies! They wanna help. They got me out of there.

She went to Mayhem, who was watching Mulan.
Zelda: Dude, what happened to Psycho???

Ross was a swirling sea of registration and death. He would have made any government paid employee proud. He punched through one zombies head only to reach another zombie behind it and handed it the form.

(Now for some reason zombies are compelled to fill out any papers given to them, much like they are compelled to consume human flesh and BRAINSSSS. This is a well known fact apparently, but this information is left out of most movies and other zombie related media as it is not as exciting to hear zombies moaning....What'sss maahh sooccial securityy nummmmber againnn??? Except for the cult favorite Day of the Zombies fillingout forms. In which numerous zombies can be heard moaning this throughout the movie while murdering people and getting brains on papers they are filling out.)

The zombie filled out the paper. Ross quickly used the paper in quick slicing actions to give the zombie the mother of all paper cuts. It fell into little pieces on the ground. He then withdrew his arm and hand from the other zombies skull, slicing that in half with the same peice of paper.

So far he had 54 signatures. The whole death of hundreds, people being eaten alive and destruction of millions of dollars of prpoerty damage was turning out to be a pretty succesful venture thus far. At this rate, he could have a few hundred after a few days. Also he would most likely be dead or a zombie himself at that time. Which would be sweet. A zombie Ninja in the government would be great for zombie rights everywhere. Not much has progressed since the previously afformention Presidental Zombie reawakening in 1985 which ended tragically in Cancun.

Out of nowhere a detached zombie hand landed on his shoulder. It caught his off gaurd. It began choking him trying to pick his nose. Which was cool. Except for the while choking thing. He began gasping unable to breathe. He couldn't cut it off because it's closeness to his neck and it's likeliness of him chopping his dome piece off. He began blacking out. Everything was gettting very distorted. Things began spinning. He had dropped the registrtion form in all this commotion, and it was just out of reach. He strecthed with all his might for the paper next to him. It was getting so hard just to focus. He barely managed to get a finger on it and dragged it toward himself. He was just about done and he knew it. It took everything he had but he brought the paper to his neck. The zombie hand paused. It was drawn between killing and filling out paper forms. IT panicked. It didn't know what to do. It finally released it's grasp on Ross' neck and grabbed the paper. It started filling it out in a hurry most likely to get back to killin'. Ross grabbed his sword and brought it down hard on the hand. He was wheezing and releaved to be free from the grip.

He heard a cackling laugh. He whipped around to see a white clad man in a white top hat. It was the PIRATE POOP DAWG"S HENCHEMAN THE WIZARD. And in his hand was a voter registration form for ..........THE PIRATE. And it had at least a hundred signatures....


Carrot top fell from the ceiling surronded by broken glass from the skylight he just busted through. He landed right onto of a zombie destroying it and spraying blood all over. He got up without missing a beat. He ripped the head off the nearest zombie and said "Looks like he's a HEAD CASE! Yuck yuck yuck." He then freakin' crushed the head in his massive man grip. Just then his prop-chest came smashing through the next closest skylight. It too landed on a zombie. But the zombie got back up and was now covered in hilariously zany props. All other zombies saw this and laughed at the zombie. Who then felt self conscious and spontaniously combusted. Which was awesome. Carrot Top ran over to the prop chest and began rummaging through it. His reighn of terror had just begun.

Then another skylight suddenly expoloded. (luckily this mall featured the most skylights of any mall anywhere, ever.) Steven Segal flew through the smashed glass. His arms were outstretched as if he was feeling the very fabric of reality and was embraced within it as one, a beautiful joining of life and nature. Zombies everywhere looked up in awe. And CRIED. TEARS OF JOY. It was the most beautitful thing any of them, or for that matter any person ever in history of mankind has ever seen.

Time seemed to be crawling by, as if in slow motion. And it was. Because he wanted it to be. He banked left and then leveled off and did a loop de loop with amazing grace and ease. He began twirling in a tornado of awesomeness and lowered himself to the ground. He landed and seconds afterwards the air around him finally stopped swirling and everything was still again. Everything was still until he began his awesomeness......

Also another skylight exploded and Shadow came flying through. He farted.

^ That's looooong. 0.o

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Davinq was confused. Good zombies?

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And unfortunately I have to run off to soccer, I'll elaborate upon my return.

Walking towards the food court at the other end of the mall, Halo gripped his shotgun tightly. Ducking under tables and behind chairs, he waited for any zombie ambushes.
'Well I better get some food stashed and head back to the others.'he thought.
Looking at a map to see his cordinance, he found a backup generator down three stairways, meaning 2 stories underground. Taking out his walkie-talkie he scanned frequencies for any allies to tell the news.

Wiping the tears of joy from his eyes, St. Jimmy began hysterically running around with voter registration forms. "Can't you see?!" He intoned. "This is what we were sent here for! Do you guys really think it was a coincidence that we all ended up here, in the same place, together? We are here to gain the votes of zombies! It's our fate!" Running as fast as he could, Jimmy had no regard for his personal safety. He ran through hordes of zombies, over benches, and through potplants. He had absolutely no idea where he was running to, but he had a mission and he was determined.

Psycho woke up and crawled to the nearest disney store.

"Need a nap."Said Psycho as he passed out on the Cinderella blanket.

Something fell out his trench coat. They were 2 pairs of gloves.
A pioece of paper that fell with the gloves said "Personalized weaponry gloves. Put these on and you get a powerful weapon made from your own soul. Great for zombie robot and alien invasions."

Mayhem and Zelda looked at them and thought that Psycho woulnd't miss them.

Zelda agreed to stay guard while he slept. She saw the paper and read it.

Zelda: Wooh, what do we have here? "Personalized weaponry gloves"? What the hell are those?

Danyetta rolled on the ground to watch Mulan. She heard Zelda and sighed.

Danyetta: You don't know? They're fighting weapons. Used them when I was alive and in the Area 51. You shouldn't use them

Zelda: Why? Are they dangerous?

Danyetta: Very. They USE YOUR SOUL. It feeds off it.

Zelda: How do you know so much?

Danyetta: Because. I was a teen genuis. But our headquarters made the zombie virus trying to create the perfect human and........ they tested it on me and my boyfriend, the zombie's leader.....

Mayhem: Guys, we got company.

The zombies Zelda saw were now entering the store. Hundreds, carrying sharp weapens and guns.

Zelda: Dammit, this is not good. Danyetta, get the good zombies to go fight. Mayhem, Darth, do whatever. I'll get Psycho up and we'll meet up.

They agreed and went to work. Zelda attempted to get Psycho.

Zelda: C'mon dude, get up...

Psycho: eh. Wahts goin on?" asked Psycho.

He saw the numerous zombies and prepared to attack. then he saw Danyetta and tried to attack her. He pulled his chainsaw blade and was 3 inches away from slicing her to pieces.

"Wait! I'm a good guy!" said Danyetta.

"A good zombie. Must of been alive at time of zombification.Very well. I'll let you live." said Psycho. He continued to battle adn saw the huge number of them. He had been too injured from his Bankai use.

"Take this" said Psycho as he tossed a shining orb thingy to Zelda.

"Say your name and it will become a weapon. The weapon is different from person to person. If you train at it enough you can release your power from within and achieve Bankai. This won't drain your soul. It's like an evolved form of the personal weapon gloves. This Chainsaw Blade is my weapon. Use it to hold off those other zombies while I heal up on mickey bars and Little Mermaid Lollipops." said Psycho.

"And I got my I on you "good" zombie" said psycho.

Zelda took the orb and looked at it. It was odd, and felt like it was glowing. She was reluctant to say her name, bu t seeing the zombies, she did.

Zelda: Uh, Abby.

The orb shook and glowed bright pink with black hearts, then exploded in her hands. The smoke cleared, and she held two small fans with metal blades at the top.

Zelda: Woh, awesome.

She unfoled the fans and tested them on a zombie. It cut it in half, blood going everywhere.

The orb appeared again and she threw it to Psycho. This was such a weird day..

Psycho started wolfing down on Disney themed candy whil off in the distance something walks.

"Our ranks are growing. There is nothing those forumties of Razputin's domain can stop us. and just to piss them off, Raz is a Faggot.Those losers." said a mystrious character.
The mysterious charcter summoned a large bow and arrow and prepared to assist his zombie hourds.

(I don't think Raz is a Fag. I just had the mysterious character say that so he would be hated more.)

HEY WHAT DO MICHAEL JACKSON AND CAVIAR HAVE IN COMMON???????


THEY BOTH COME ON LITTLE CRACKERS!


OLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL






why is this thread still here?????

I don't know jmac. But like all the other RPG's the narutards are in, this one is getting majorly ****ed up.

I think Avery will die now.

A zombie came up to Avery with a pipe. "OW!" Avery yelled, before collasping.

AVERY AWESOME
1993-2006
May she be buried next to Marcel...

So ... should we all die then? The RPG would still have and ending, albeit a morbidly sad one ... if that ends up being the case, I'd like to think the ZA!RPG was unique.

Bloodied and bruised, St. Jimmy rampaged through the shopping mall. "Phew, that's at least 7 signatures." He puffed. "This isn't easy." He swung his bat at a hairdressers right next to him, reached through the window and pulled out a bottle of hair spray. "I have no idea what I'm going to do with this" He looked at the bottle. "I was going to drink it but that would be really stupid."
~Brainwave~
Jimmy bent down on one knee, and with one hand sprayed the bat with hair spray. With the other hand, the attached the broken peices of glass on the the end of the bat, effectively, making a mace.
"Alright, let's try this sucker out." He hefted his weapon. "IT'S NOT OVER BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE!!!" He shreiked at the nearest zombies. He charged straight at the conveniantly place cluster of nearby zombies. Thud. A swift uppercut with the bladed bat caught the closest zombie in the jaw. It fell backwards with the blow and toppled. Repeatedly hitting it with the bat while it was down effectively turned it to a pulpy mush. "Sign here bitches." He handed around the voting form. The zombie pals were so awe struck by the awesome death sequence of their friend that they willingly complied and kneeled down to let St. Jimmy kill them.
"Twelve signatures." He breathed, looking at the paper. He ran off dodging the fallen corpses.

Just then a zombie dog came up to Ross. They stared at each other. Then out of nowhere music started playing. ACE OF BASE to be exact.

Then the Zomba-dog starts doing the Charleston...HARD. Like freakin' 80 mph. He a freakin' blur. You're eyes start watering because of the wind it's producing, but also because it's so beautiful.

And the zombie presidents make a dramatic return from Cancun. With jet packs. They also start dancing. Many a hip gyrate (spelling?).

Then we all play Chicken Limbo. Which is like regualr limbo, except using a chicken. If you mess up the chicken laughs at you. It is a very intense ten hour game that is quite stressful on all involved.

I think Ross jabbed the wizard in the el- stomach. I'll flesh out the details another time.

Oh and steven Segal and Carrot Top are both zombies now too. But Steven is not really a zombie. Because he cant die. He's just pretending because he likes to mess with his victims heads. He's cool like that. He plans on just killing everything within a 30 mile radius for kicks after he leaves the mall. He wants to eat a chicken patty before he does that.

Carrot Top can be dead for all I care. Do with him as you please. Wait, he pooped in his pants too.