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    Infected ((Tag: Hellboy, Liz, BLU Scout, Zurg, and maybe Xenon and Lightyear))

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    Re: Infected ((Tag: Hellboy, Liz, BLU Scout, Zurg, and maybe Xenon and Lightyear))

    Post by [INACT.] Xenon on Fri Jan 08, 2010 10:28 pm

    Xenon was going to bring her own plan to the situation deck. Where others lost all hope for Hellboy, and were planning on using weapons against him, she brought lemon squares!

    I'm serious: this is no metaphor.

    She also brought a hologram presentation with a slide show of his wedding, family, friends, and new life here in Portal Breach, a book called "How to Control Internal Zombie Rage" for Dummies" that she perused, and when all else failed, a coupon for free Flapjack's at Cosmo's with every purchase of a tall mug of space age ale, just up Hellboy's alley, despite the fact he grunted about it being weaker and that the future was filled with drinking pussies, Zurg no exception.

    "Hellboy," Xenon was preparing to lecture him about seeing reason when her mouth went agape as her purple pal went flying clean through the air like a home run!

    "OhmywordwhatinthenameofX'rgh!" she immediately rushed towards Zurg's side, trying to judge the damage. Uhhhh, I wonder how Zurg feels about having a cracked ribcage. Hopefully that crunching sound was just a water bottle pulverized just to trick the demon into thinking the evil emperor was down for the count.

    I said hopefully--Xenon's outlook on life rubs off, ok?

    She proceeded to get him out of the direct line of fire, trying to pull him along with his arm draped over her shoulder as she dragged and he limped. He had to have limped otherwise Xenon would be crushed beneath the weight. Zurg's no light weight after all.

    Unfortunately Xenon didn't see how she was in the line of fire. If Hellboy gets hit by that blasted Scout and he sees her...she's done for, broiled and ready for the deep frier!
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    Re: Infected ((Tag: Hellboy, Liz, BLU Scout, Zurg, and maybe Xenon and Lightyear))

    Post by Zurg on Sat Jan 09, 2010 1:35 am

    There was no time. None at all.

    Before Zurg could even charge his cannon for another shot, the demon fell upon him like a Jo-Adian did upon the dessert special down at Cosmo's. There came the terrifying, unmistakable WHACK! and the Evil Emperor immediately found gravity grossly against his favour. He no longer felt the ground before his feet but....the weightless sensation of air, and the sky became the earth and the earth became the sky.

    That is, until his body plummeted once again upon the earth, to which his vision flashed white--and it did so again, and again, and again as Zurg found himself skipping against the stubborn, hard skin of the road; his heavy body leaving cracks and dents with each session he had with the ground.

    It was like watching a skipping, purple stone bounce against the water at almost .001 parsecs an hour.

    He was stuck for the ride, waves of pain shooting and his stomach began to grow sick--he was never one for rollercoasters. And as much as he wanted it to stop, he had to wait until he lost momentum and that, unfortunately, was when he slammed back first through a dense, concrete wall; something around his shoulders cracking as his chest immediately compressed and the air flew out of his lungs.

    BAM!

    As soon as he made contact, his hand could no longer hold his cannon and the weapon flew from him; clattering off to the side messily as bits of his armour--perhaps his pauldrons--tore off and scattered into random tangents. After the dust settled--and there was much dust and debris--the Evil Emperor found himself laying face-up, his eyes just staring at the ceiling blankly. If he didn't know any better, he was still in a state of shock as little Lightyear faces swam around his line of vision.

    Pain. And that was all he felt everywhere--including his pride.

    "Okay....okay so maybe I deserved that..." He wheezed, trying to get into a sitting position as he looked about the aftermath with a dopey, sleepy expression. Zurg shook his head once and slowly let out his best scowl as his eye ridges furrowed into a deep squint. "But you can bet I'm going to return the favour as soon as I--" The Evil Emperor paused as he felt something warm trickle from the side of his head and, being the ever curious, he reached at the spot in question and pulled his hand back into sight, spying something silver as he rubbed his fingers quizzically.

    Blood, and it was his.

    He blinked stupidly at the sight of it and if that wasn't bad enough, he felt a sharp pain stab his side as he tried to get up; wincing immediately as he fell back to the ground, upon a knee, and pounded the ground with a frustrating fist.

    He hated being wounded and weak!

    With a snarl and with a cloudy vision, he spotted Scoot taking a shot at Red with a good, fast-flying baseball and watched as the demon was struck true and through. That boy had great aim. Off to the side, he saw Liz hiding behind a piece of rubble and when he looked further--upon much fuzzy concentration--he spotted none other than Lightyear, of all people, coming to their aid.

    Well it was about darn time that Space Ranger was useful for something other than camping and paperwork!

    Zurg spat out some blood through the cracks of his teeth and tried once again to rise shakily to his knees, only to wobble and hold a piece of crumbling debris as support. At this rate, he wasn't doing much good. Blasted Right Hand of Doom--more like the Right Hand of Killjoy.

    Still, the entire situation wasn't lost. At least Xenon wasn't he--

    "OhmywordwhatinthenameofX'rgh!"

    Oh no.

    "Xenon!" Zurg barely rasped, his voice still at a loss from the hit as the girl came darting to his side. Oh Cosmos! That was all he needed! Everyone he cared about--as much as he hated to admit and yes, even the Scoot--were here and with Red on the rampage, who knew what would happen! The demon had practically taken himself out and HE was the heavy-hitter!

    "Xenon!" He hissed again, wincing as she tried to carry him off. Ow, he was tender there! "Don't you have some cake or other to bake!? You need to get out of here or to higher ground! Red's too powerful for you!

    And apparently for him.
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    Re: Infected ((Tag: Hellboy, Liz, BLU Scout, Zurg, and maybe Xenon and Lightyear))

    Post by Hellboy on Sat Jan 09, 2010 5:59 am

    Still blinking stupidly and his slow, dimwitted brain wondering where his prey had gone, it took him a moment to register the fact that something had hit him on the head. He only realized it when he saw something white dance across his vision, the fabled baseball careening down from his head and rolling to a stop at his feet.

    "Aru?" he said, poking the ball with a rotten finger.

    He seemed delighted when it rolled a little at his touch.

    "Splichhh!" he said triumphantly, promptly picking it up and proceeding to gnaw on it like a chew toy.

    Now involved with this new past-time, he barely registered the fact that a streak of purple danced upon the edge of his vision, the way he was too preoccupied with his new appetizer.
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    Re: Infected ((Tag: Hellboy, Liz, BLU Scout, Zurg, and maybe Xenon and Lightyear))

    Post by [ADPT.] Liz Sherman on Sat Jan 09, 2010 6:53 am

    "Xenon!" Liz hissed warningly at the girl who suddenly dashed into the middle of the battlefield, half-rising from her crouch in an impulse to go after her. But she quickly knelt down again and clamped her mouth shut, chastising herself for nearly doing something incredibly stupid that could get the both of them killed.

    She knew that Hellboy's hearing--well, at least before he had become a zombie--was impeccable, and that in his new form he was sensitive to high-pitched sounds. She was worried about Zurg too, but rushing to his side to see if he was all right when she was supposed to provide secondary support would be a fool's errand. Thankfully, Scout had chosen to attack at that moment, and Hellboy was now too preoccupied with the baseball to take note of Xenon.

    But what the hell was Xenon even doing here anyway? Liz thought that she'd specifically told the girl to stay behind and keep an eye on the twins. And her being here probably meant more work for Brain Pod 15 and Hornet Joe. The firestarter rolled her eyes at the thought. Still, Xenon ought to know better than to run right in front of an enraged Hellboy--with or without his usual cognitive skills.

    Muttering a few choice swearwords under her breath, Liz rose up from her crouch slightly, chancing another look around the corner.

    Hellboy was still chewing serenely on the ball, slobber and blood and other nasty bits of things Liz didn't even want to know the contents of dripping from his gaping mouth. As she was positioned now, she was still in his field of vision. She had to get to that other outcropping of rock behind him--no, it was actually the remains of three shredded cars--so she could provide a proper distraction for Xenon and Zurg to get to safety before it crossed Hellboy's mind to start after them. It did not help that they were practically waltzing in front of him either, so Liz had to be quick about this.

    Holding her breath, she began to slowly creep out from behind her hiding place. She chanced a nervous glance at Hellboy, but he was still sucking on the ball, as if he didn't want to eat it just yet.

    She began to walk a little faster, and glanced at Hellboy again.

    He did not react, nor even acknowledge her existence.

    She decided to continue at a fast walk, her heart thumping loudly against her ribcage and in her ears, but thankfully reached the car-wreck without any incident. She knew that if she ran, she would probably catch his attention, so she was thankful enough as it was that he enjoyed playing with his food.

    She only hoped that he didn't do the same to them.

    Now, if one thought about it, what the firestarter was about to do would be in direct contrast with what she had been trying to do so far. She had tried to be quiet and sneaky about shifting positions, and make extra sure that Hellboy did not take note of her. But her next actions--foolhardy actions that they would be--would probably result in her angering Hellboy so much that she would have to find higher ground to be safe. Or be a faster runner than him. (Both options being very low in percent of actually being successful.)

    Grinding her teeth together, she flexed her fingers, feeling the familiar flow of warmth and energy course through her, reassuring her. And with that, she sprang out from behind her cover and threw a rock at him to get his attention, which failed miserably to even hit him. So she resorted to the next best (yeah right) thing.

    "Hey, you! Over here!" she shouted at the top of her lungs, waving her arms frantically in the air.

    Hellboy's ears pricked in annoyance at the high tempo of her voice and he slowly turned to face her, the baseball dropping from his mouth to the ground and bouncing away.

    "Yeah, I'm talking to you, you big ugly brick wall!"

    His eyes narrowed and his lips curled.

    She wasn't even sure if he had understood her, but she sure as hell had gotten his attention now.

    Well, now there was only one thing left to do.

    Drawing a deep breath, she called to the fire within her. Her eyes blazed yellow and her hands burst into white-hot flames. Extending her arms, she sent a torrent of fire toward him. She was more used to concentrating on setting her target on fire than to projecting her fire to it as if she were a living flamethrower, but at least she hit him.

    The flames engulfed him whole, and the smell of putrid, burning flesh reached her nostrils. She gagged and willed herself to not throw up at the nauseating stench that arose from him. She wondered if his resilience to fire had carried over to him in this state...

    Apparently it had, for he suddenly burst forward from the inferno at a charge, roaring his defiance, the cry loud enough to bust an eardrum or two.

    And he was heading right for her.

    Oh, fuck, she thought as she broke into a run. Now I've pissed him off!


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    Re: Infected ((Tag: Hellboy, Liz, BLU Scout, Zurg, and maybe Xenon and Lightyear))

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    The member 'Liz' has done the following action : Dices roll

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    Re: Infected ((Tag: Hellboy, Liz, BLU Scout, Zurg, and maybe Xenon and Lightyear))

    Post by [INACT.] Alex on Sat Jan 09, 2010 4:08 pm

    it would normally be a moment of gloat, but there was no time to throw a party over one successful shot; The Tank was still standing, but thank god The ball had took its attention. Zurg owed him this one.

    The big chinned guy, he didn't talked to him since he was here, nor did he gave a smartass comment as he would usually do... Honestly, Scout thought that his uniform had the word choice of colors and that the purple cap was only making his face fatter.... as for xenon, he remembered meeting her in the sanctuary a long time ago and from what he knew, she was very close to The emperor; but the hell?! what was she trying to do, trying to resonate this?!

    Scout as been a zombie before and he knew that when you are infected, there is no possible control... the sensation was being sick, it hurt to live, your lungs your mutated body, it hurt so much that it made you lose control and the only thing left was your animal instinct... theres one thing Alex knew about zombies... they have no humanity left.. they can think alright, but they follow only one rule..." to kill or be killed."

    He let out a sigh as she ran to zurg... "Jesus freakin' christ"

    Hellboy was gone, there was no way they could have Him back even if they tried, this was not a hulk comic... This was a zombie apocalypse and they were survivors.

    He couldn't hear any of what they were saying from here, but from the look at this, it started badly...

    "Hey, you! Over here!" His gaze turned over Liz.. well it did sounded like her; Alex was so high on the roofs that he did not see clearly the ant sized people correctly.
    "Yeah, I'm talking to you, you big ugly brick wall!"

    The creature burnt in a torrent of flame, The fire still licking its body... He Remembered his redneck friend telling that Theses types of zombies were vulnerable to most explosives and fire. This roar, oh yeah, it was pissed now and from the look of it theses flame have been effective.

    "shit" He couldn't register if his pipebomb was stuck in his belt or if it was his hands that were trembling.The plan was to at least throw the bomb, and hoping that The zombie would chase the beeping sound. Hellboy was probably blinded by smoke and as stupid as they can me, this could work perfectly. as soon at this baby was lighted. Scout took a pitcher pose, took aim and threw .

    "HEADS UP!"

    "beep beep beep" The bomb rang loudly as it landed and bounced far behind the firesarter.


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    Re: Infected ((Tag: Hellboy, Liz, BLU Scout, Zurg, and maybe Xenon and Lightyear))

    Post by [ADPT.] Buzz Lightyear on Sat Jan 09, 2010 6:13 pm

    Lightyear saw the havoc as the situation w as starting to get out of hand, as Hellboy seemed more than able to take anything anyone dished out to them. And then that Xenon was out of her mind going to save her...friend? Buzz would do the same, but his case was different--he was adept at these types of situations while she was not!

    Well, he never really fought zombies before but tussling with a groggy Warp before noon was close enough.

    Lightyear opened his jet pack and swooped down from his perch atop what was the carcass of a building, going lower with outstretched arms until he grabbed both the Emperor and the foolish child and brought them behind lines, his flight slightly sloppy as Zurg and Xenon were uneven weights, Zurg dragging them of course.

    "You may want to cut back on the Bunzel muffins," Buzz gruffed as he strained under the emperor's weight.

    Lightyear really wanted to get into the action, but Liz and the Scout seemed to have that taken care of, and he needed to get the semi-innocent civillian nad injured emperor out of the way despite his evilness, for their progress was painfully slow and would be a hassle to protect and keep out of harms way.

    After he saved his arch nemesis which was pretty strange, he dropped them to their feet behind some car on its side stripped of all rubber with nasty teeth marks, and started to lecture, "Zurg, teach this kid to plan before taking action--and that she shouldn't even be here. This is no place for children," before turning around to leave and regain his post atop the perch, ready to act in case Liz or Scout needed backup.

    But first things first: Hellboy had to make a move.
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    Re: Infected ((Tag: Hellboy, Liz, BLU Scout, Zurg, and maybe Xenon and Lightyear))

    Post by Hellboy on Sat Jan 09, 2010 6:14 pm

    Through the smoke and the haze, and the pain surging through his body, Hellboy just careened blindly after Liz as he roared and roared. He did not know why he was roaring, just that it somehow lessened the pain in both body and mind. And if there was any indication that he was completely lost to the infection, it was the fact that he could not recognize his own wife.

    And stupidly as he was charging through, a loud, high-pitched incessant sound that came within earshot diverted his attention. Thinking that is was still Liz, he went after the source of the sound, his rage building to an even greater pitch than before when he had fought Zurg.
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    Re: Infected ((Tag: Hellboy, Liz, BLU Scout, Zurg, and maybe Xenon and Lightyear))

    Post by [INACT.] Xenon on Sat Jan 09, 2010 6:26 pm

    "For your information," she wagged a maddened finger at the space ranger, "I am NOT a child!" For all her seemingly lack of forethought, Hellboy was slow to react, and when he did it would be in the direction of whatever assailed him, and Xenon did no such assailing.

    But Lightyear already zoomed off not bothering to pay attention to her.

    "Blast that man!" she crossed her arms. "He is so stubborn; I can see why he irritates you."
    But she had more important matters to attend to. Namely the look Zurg was giving her screaming WHY ARE YOU HERE?

    So she answered before he asked, "I'm not home babysitting because you had me worried! Liz takes her time to approach things, the Scout attacks from above, but I just knew you would bust in and try to take the first punch without knowing what you were dealing with! It is this carelessness for your own safety that gets you into such scrapes, so how could I stay at home knowing you were going to incur some sort of near-lethal trauma without intervention?"

    Man, she was getting wordy. The more she rambled, the more fearful she was of the situation. And by fearful, she was afraid for the fate of others. Sure Zurg was alright now, but what of the next post? And Hellboy...was there no cure?
    It was a lose-lose situation at hand, so she focused on what she could do to imrpove the situation.

    A hightech scanner passed across Zurg's injuries to assess the damages before alerting the Healthno-tick (reprogramming and added features to a now white painted techno-tick resembing a nurse) to carefully watch over their latest vicitim--err, patient.

    "You stay here and rest up while I do my best to save both friends, " she started to climb a twisted escape ladder to reach the partially caved in roof of the building. Height was a key advantage, and she wasn't going to allow Buzz to monopolize it.
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    Re: Infected ((Tag: Hellboy, Liz, BLU Scout, Zurg, and maybe Xenon and Lightyear))

    Post by Zurg on Sat Jan 09, 2010 10:42 pm

    Just as Zurg was about to give Xenon a good, quick scolding (as they were in the middle of a battle), Lightyear decided to be a pestering fly once again and the Evil Emperor found himself swooped up in the Space Ranger's arms.

    "THIS IS GOING ON YOUR PERMANENT RECORD!" Zurg howled indignantly, floundering all the while at the ignominious scene. He was not some baby! He was oodles older than anyone here and yet, AND YET, he was constantly treated as some little child! Xenon was the child! The Evil Emperor's temper only became hotter as Lightyear insinuated that he needed to lose weight, which just got Zurg's horns all tied into a twisted growth.

    HE WAS NOT FAT. HE WAS JUST HEAVY-BONED.

    Nana said so, so it must be true.

    Regardless, Zurg listened as the sound of the jetpack's thrusters roared behind him and he squinted to see through the whistling wind as they struggled. Hehheheh, it was a good thing Zurg wore his heavy-duty armour~! Lightyear should get a work out from this; not like the time in deep space after the Heed ship blew up. Oh the memories...

    Looking around up from high during the flight, he spotted potential key spots and locations. There were buildings, a plaza not far off with a fountain, perhaps a park....None of these places would add for much advantage but maybe if they could limit the amount of space Red could navigate, they could corner him and pick him off one by one.

    The quick trip ended when Lightyear dropped them off farther away from the scene, leaving Zurg to snort and dust himself off. Great, now he had to make up ground to reach Red and give him a good piece of his mind!

    "Gee, thanks for the insight, Lightyear." He retorted sarcastically with his hands firmly upon his hips. He was referring about Xenon being here in general, but just being a thorn in the Space Ranger's side was too tantalizing to miss up. And speaking to Xenon, he turned towards the girl once he heard her lecturing him.

    Oh the gall of that girl!

    "Helloooooo!" The Evil Emperor responded with a snap of his fingers in an exaggerated manner. "I was the distraction! Who's wearing the heavy armour? I am. Who's capable of withstanding a good whack from the Right Hand? I am. SO! One would think that I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING!" He raged towards the sky, clawing at it with his eyes closed as his dual vocal chords grew agitated.

    He was about to continue too but a familiar robotic design began to hop all over him, the Evil Emperor swatting at it out of reflexes.

    "A tekno-tik!? Shoo! SHOO!" Zurg growled with a fanning hand. "Xenon! Why are you tampering with the robots!? You know the brain pods aren't going to apprecia--oh never mind!" He grew flustered. As he successfully fought off the tiny thing, he spotted the girl already crawling up onto a ladder and with a firm grip around her belt, he tugged her off and settled her down upon the ground.

    "Sooooo, you thought you could give ol' Zurg the slip with a distraction, eh?" He said with a raised ridge, none too pleased at this point. "Why you devious, little de--."

    But before Zurg could finish that darling thought, a boom rocketed not far away and he felt the ground bounce with a slight shockwave.

    An explosion!

    And that wasn't all that came.

    His horns tingling and his toes clenching themselves tightly within those metallic boots, the Evil Emperor spun around upon his heels to see none other than Red--in all his bestial glory--come raging forth at them because of the Scoot's pipe bomb.

    "Oh x'sht! We've got to hide!" Zurg didn't waste anymore time and he snatched the girl by the waist, effortlessly carrying her into a shambled building. It was once an apartment complex by the looks of it before this so-called zombie doomsday, but the architecture was the least of his concerns as he stormed up the flight of steps; his boots clinking all the while as he limped up and up and up.

    "Okay....!" He whispered, shutting them both into a room. He shut the door quietly--wait, he shut the door?! What kind of primitive technology was this--and he locked it shut. Not that locking it would do any good, it was purely out of habit. After he finished that, he pressed his back to the nearest wall and peeked out a window cautiously, eying to see if Red was still down upon the street below.

    Problem was: where was he?

    "Uh-oh...." How could he lose something as big as a Raenok and smelly as one too!? Right, don't panic. Unfortunately, he was all out of towels.

    "Okay, okay, okay; how about we split up. No wait! That's stupid..." He hushed to himself. "That's how people die in the movies! We need to stick together and make it back to the others. And without making a sound..."

    Oh no, he was a goner.
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    Re: Infected ((Tag: Hellboy, Liz, BLU Scout, Zurg, and maybe Xenon and Lightyear))

    Post by [INACT.] Xenon on Sun Jan 10, 2010 9:20 pm

    "And I have a permanent record?" Xenon asked. Cool! She never had anything permanent before, but if Zurg had a permanent record for her...that means she's employed indefinitely! "That's awesome! But the negative marks not so much."

    .....
    (later)

    As Xenon was climbing the ladder, two gauntlet covered hands pulled her downwards and then immediately clawed at the air as Zurg went on his own little rant, with rather large decibles behind each word. Once the ringing in her ears dissipated, she answered, "I was just worried about you guys, that's all..."

    Her heart was in the right place, but at times it could overpower her sense of common sense when immediate safety was in question. "Seeing you thrown across such a large distance, after that painful cracking sound, and slamming into the wall...," she of course had to hug Zurg, at the most inoportune time. She'd have hugged Liz and Hellboy too, and maybe Scout but seeing as Hellboy was a ravenous zombie that wouldn't have ended well.

    "And that techno-tic is a Healthno-tic in case more than one person is seriously injured and I can't attend to them all or if I am one of the intensely injured," she explained, although the distraction effect was a nice touch. "So--hey, I can walk you know--you shouldn't do heavy lifting! Your shoulders are already injured," Xenon was picked up like a sack of potatoes! Lumpy, tubers with eyes budding off all over the place (not organic eyes, but the little buds that branch off at regular intervals).

    Then she went quiet as they hid in a building as a raging red maniac raced past towards the site of a detonation, but smoke clouded up the vision through the window leading to one Hell of a vanishing act.

    Hey, where'd the devil did he go, pun intended?

    "Uhhhh Zurg, I think we're both goners," she answered calmly as she felt something breathing down her neck. Unless it's an innocent yet creepy bystander behind them, Red somehow slipped in through the back door and was plotting whether to play with the purple one's cape or play whack a Xenon.

    ...CRATERS.
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    Re: Infected ((Tag: Hellboy, Liz, BLU Scout, Zurg, and maybe Xenon and Lightyear))

    Post by [INACT.] Alex on Mon Jan 11, 2010 6:37 pm

    Alex gave Buzz a military salute, at the oposite of some, Scout sort of happy to have help from a space ranger and he was also curious of what they were capable of.

    humanoid figures were standing there, smelling putrid rot and fresh blood. they first did not registered the two purple beings who just burst into what was once their apartment. They bared their blood flooded teeth and unsteadily charged toward the survivors with rage.

    detonation of the bomb knocked a car in the air and activating its alarm....

    the whole area roared at the cacophony, a horde..... Zurg was right at the beginning of this, they were not alone; well at least not alone with only Hellboy! there was other zombies scattered around and hiding from the red mutated one. They were hiding in the building all this time, lost and confused, sick... their heads pulsing and leaving no thoughts.

    "oh no! oh god no!" Alex wiped his face, this wasn't happening.. they were screwed now... totally... Hellboy or not, there was going to be an overwhelming horde of zombies running toward them with only one desire.... tear them apart.

    they came out of windows, dark streets, buildings, cars... from everywhere...

    there was no time to become desperate and nor was it time to say you were going to die, they already came this far! and it was not to die.

    "Liz! don't stay in the middle of the horde! "


    quick quick make a plan...

    Thanks to his redneck buddy, the scout knew what to do into a zombie apocalypse, he had some tips and knew each an every special infected and their abilities... if they could redirect the horde on hellboy...

    thats it!


    "guys! we need some puke! the fat guy's puke! and throw it on Hellboy!"

    he was talking about the kind that attracted zombies; boomer bile. if they could just find a bottle of it or find a boomer and sample the substance; it would drive the whole horde against the demon. a boomer was a fat bile filled zombie, they are easily noticeable with their horrid smell and gastric noise; they are usually cowards (mostly because they are easily killed) and if shot they explode into a high amount of blood and bile.

    just by yelling this, a part of the horde turned to face the yelling teen. "shit..." they started to climb on the upper levels as well.
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    Re: Infected ((Tag: Hellboy, Liz, BLU Scout, Zurg, and maybe Xenon and Lightyear))

    Post by [ADPT.] Buzz Lightyear on Mon Jan 11, 2010 8:28 pm

    "...this is a Monday, isn't it," the ranger grumbled before issuing orders, "Liz, cover that right flank! I want those zombies cremated, so to speak. Scout, start sniping from above aiming at the left mass. I'll go straight down the center. Move move move!" He issued orders to help people calmly focus on what to do instead of panicking. It was one of the tools of the trade.

    Once getting a plan of defense stated, as offense was the best defense, he swooped down from his high perch and lasers a blazing shot at the middle of the chests of countless zombies, their putrid body pards imploding and exploding and all other kinds of odings on impact. The field did not prepare him for this level of disgusting gore, although it smelled slightly better than pedian slug guano, but not by much.

    ....I never knew a sorrier fate for a person, Buzz thought to himself. None of these people deserved this, but Lightyear would try to at least put him out of his misery. But did that make this senseless violence right?

    Moral issues aside, he did a high kick slamming his boot into a giant zombie's face, causing spittle to fly from the mouth before he grabbed its arms, twisted around and threw the bulky mass over his shoulder.

    After fighting his way through dozens of advesaries, they seemed to be immediatetle replaced with swelling ranks. If XR was here, he would complain of how this wasn't in the job description, or the manual. Buzz would add an ammendment soon enough.

    "What's that you say?" he asked Scout. He wants a pussy zombie full of gall? And what would throwing its...vomit do to Hellboy? "If I find one, it's all yours," Buzz answered back before ducking as one zombie lurched toward where his head had been moments before. Lightyear skidded beneath several zombies on his back, shooting at their legs the whole while causing them to crumple in heaps while stronger ones just ripped off the injurered legs and swung it around like a weapon.

    Before they swarmed in around him, he re-activated his rocket thrusters going in the one place the zombies couldn't reach--the sky. Time to assess the situation. He swerved around and pulled off some of the zombies climbing towards Scout's spot, flinging them to a broken heap on the ground while Scout kicked off or shot the heads of the others, getting some blood on Buzz's uniform. Ewwww, he took it back. This revolting sticky liquid was FAR worse than pedian slug guano.

    After getting over the horridness of the grusome situation, he reported back to Scout, "You seem to know the most about these zombies--what's the best course of action. And more importantly, is there any way to save them, revert at least Hellboy back to his true form?"

    Buzz was still kind of iffy on fighting once good people turned sour rotting sacks of death. Does it still count as murder if you kill what should be dead?

    "And where's Zurg? I don't like to be surprised," Buzz asked before looking around and spotting him and Xenon against a massive force. FLAMING ROCKETS! Those two attracted more trouble than magnetic waves attract XR in the supercharged plasma gases.

    To help aid matters, with precision he took aim and knocked off those zombies closest to the two purple clad figures, but the lasers couldn't get through Hellboy's skin. They didn't even leave a mark--just fizzled and died.

    "...We've got to do something about this," Buzz looked around for that giant fat zombie Scout was talking about. It's bile may be the only thing to stop Hellboy in his acts of rampage, and to attract all remaining zombies around him in a disclosed area they could seal before blowing to smithereens. "Scout, you help Zurg and Xenon. I'll go searching for the bile filled fiend with the overactive gallbladder."
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    Re: Infected ((Tag: Hellboy, Liz, BLU Scout, Zurg, and maybe Xenon and Lightyear))

    Post by Zurg on Tue Jan 12, 2010 4:42 am

    No sooner had Xenon made that whimper, the Evil Emperor immediately picked up a most disgusting smell: the smell of decay, disease, and festering wounds. Old blood, rotten flesh; and to make things worse, he heard the smacking of lips and the gnashing of hungry teeth.

    Several dozen hungry teeth.

    The signs of a horde.

    And then came the frenzied roar for an insatiable appetite.

    Zurg spun around just in time to see the zombies rush at them like a terrible wave of corpses as he pushed himself away from the window. Not even thinking, he reached out with a hand and grabbed a lamp post; easily ripping the pole off the ground and hoisting it up at the horde like a makeshift lance.

    WHACK THWACK CRACK WHACK!

    With a flurry of fluid, seamless moves, the Evil Emperor twirled the pole above his head and let it slide within his hand as he unleashed a sweeping arc at the first batch of zombies effortlessly. They flew with a surprised snarl but Zurg was not done yet, not when more zombies took their fallen comrades places. Recalling what he had exactly learned and practiced back on the plains of his home world when he took up the life of a shepherd, the Evil Emperor continued to dance with the undead heathens.

    He decapitated, severed limbs, cracked bones and skulls, and he even managed to knock a few of the maggot-ridden creatures out of the windows; the glass shattering as he pressed onwards. The zombies kept on coming and he kept on bashing away.

    "There's too many!" Zurg managed to shout out as he impaled a zombie with one swift thrust, the thing's flesh tearing and spoiled organs just gushing out. Ugh, it was a good thing zombies weren't in space! Well, that he knew of...

    Shaking the zombie's body aside and off his weapon of choice, he took a few quick steps back to Xenon; their backs pressed together as they slowly and slowly became more encircled by the ravenous things.

    Even if he could recall all his training, he would never be able to defeat them all--there were too many!

    "I think it might be time to execute Plan--DUCK!"

    Zurg could barely manage to finish his sentence as more zombies suddenly dove at them in unison; the murder in their eyes and the blood on their ragged fingers good indication that they meant business. And barely having enough time to issue Xenon a warning, the Evil Emperor cocked the pole high above his head and did a full 360 sweep, the metal rod whistling in the air sweetly as it met with hard, firm bodies.

    THUNKTHUNKTHUNKTHUNKTHUNK

    The zombies fell backwards with grunts of pain and yells, but it didn't take long for even more to arrive and those that were injured managed to limp and crawl back the two trapped individuals' way regardless.

    "........Ohhhhh, I'm going to need a good nap after this..."

    PEW PEW PEW PEW PEW!

    With a flash, red lasers streaked from above and the Evil Emperor instantly snapped his head upwards to see none other than the eternal pimple on the backside of evil: Buzz Lightyear.

    "Lightyear!" Zurg shouted upwards at the man, still focusing on the zombies as he continued to push them back as best he could. "Go find that Boomer; and be careful about it! Those wretched things can shoot their vomit like a projectile and the range is fairly high! Here! Take this! You'll need it!"

    The Evil Emperor quickly snatched up a metal pail of sorts--well maybe it was some kind of tub--and he tossed it as hard as he could towards the Space Ranger.

    "Nooooow....where were we...." He growled as he returned his gaze upon the rushing horde, his grip tightening around the metal rod.

    If he was going to die, he wasn't going to die at the hands of these monsters!
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    Re: Infected ((Tag: Hellboy, Liz, BLU Scout, Zurg, and maybe Xenon and Lightyear))

    Post by [ADPT.] Liz Sherman on Tue Jan 12, 2010 7:35 pm

    Thankfully, she hadn't needed to run very far. Lucky for her too, since she was no sprinter. She heard something loud whizz through the air, then felt the rumbling caused by Hellboy's charge pause, then grow weaker as his roars and footfalls faded into the distance behind her.

    She chanced a quick look over her shoulder, squinting through the smoke and haze, to see that he had gone in a different direction chasing some sort of cylinder--wait, that was a pipe bomb. Scout had been carrying one or two of those. She would thank him later for that, but for now, she needed to catch her breath.

    She braced her weight on a half-demolished wall, sucking in deep breaths as she wiped the sweat from her brow. Damn, she was really out of shape. She'd gone on a diet after giving birth to the twins to shed the extra pounds, but that did not make up for the fact that, a year ago, she would not have tired out so quickly.

    But no sooner had she straightened as to figure out where she had wound up, hoping that Zurg and Xenon were safely out of harm's way, than she coughed and covered her mouth with the back of her hand. Though the smoke was clearing, there was something in the air that burned at the back of her throat, and it sure as hell wasn't her fire.

    And then the putrid, reeking stench of rotting stench filled her nostrils, and she knew what would follow without even having to see the figures slowly becoming solid masses at the corner of her vision as the smoke began to clear.

    They had pale, pallid skin, and their clothing was torn and soaked with blood. Their eyes were dull, empty, devoid of any spark of life. The thought that these poor, forsaken souls had once been humans was almost unthinkable. But it was either to kill or be killed, and Liz had no intention to die.

    "Liz! Don't stay in the middle of the horde! " she heard Scout shout, and she whirled around to see a blue speck on a nearby rooftop. Well, at least she knew he was safe.

    Unfortunately, his warning did little good. It only seemed to bring the inanimate figures huddled on the sidelines to life. Like a tidal wave, they suddenly surged forwards, mouths wide open and bloodstained fingers spread wide and clawing at the air like talons.

    Liz stumbled backward, her back ending up against the wall, and her eyes flared. With a swipe of her arm, a flurry of flames erupted, ensnaring the forefront of the line and setting them ablaze. They screamed horribly and shrilly, but she still had to quickly scramble up the wall to get away before they crashed into where she had just been moments before. Perching on the top, which was only about a storey and then some, she surveyed the seething mass below her.

    Those whose limbs were still mostly intact and had not succumbed to the horror of her fire had begun to climb up the wall after her, but she either launched fireballs at them or kicked any in the face who got too close. It wasn't like they could really climb up after her, or even jump higher than the average human, and she could keep them at bay as long as more didn't make the scene. If they could stop attacking her for a split second, maybe she could set the whole lot on fire...

    And then, suddenly, Lightyear was there, springing into the fray and kicking zombie ass left and right. She hadn't thought that the ranger had it in him, but then again, he had probably earned his big name somehow or other. But she couldn't spare much of her attention on him as she went back to flambéing as many zombies as she could. The ranger soon made for the sky--smart move--and she chanced a quick look up to see that he had gone to Scout. Where were Xenon and Zurg, though? Had something happened to them?

    However, in that one split-second that her attention had been diverted, she felt something suddenly grab her ankle and tug her forcefully downwards.

    She stifled a cry and grabbed onto the ledge, but her fingers hadn't grasped the stone hard enough as she felt herself being dragged down by a mass of rotting flesh. She struggled, of course, but the strength still left in their lifeless limbs was surprising. But before she could lash out at them with her fire, she heard a ravenous scream of rage, and the horde stiffened and ceased their pulling.

    Liz didn't have to look to know what the source of the sound was.

    Hellboy had returned--and he looked pissed as hell.

    He roared once more--she had to wonder if he was getting tired of doing that--and some of the zombies, those on the flanks of the mass, shrank back and made a run for it. The others seemed either too stupid to move, or they simply did not have the sense of self-preservation that their pack-mates had. It wasn't as if Hellboy was going to wait for an invitation, though. He simply lowered his head, still bracing his weight on all fours, and charged forwards, ploughing through them like a bull or a tractor.

    They crumpled like rag-dolls beneath him, either trampled down by his fists and hooves, impaled and torn to shreds by his horns, or flung through the air to burst into heaps of shredded flesh upon impact with the ground.

    And Liz was frozen with a fear unlike anything she had ever felt before in her life, and though her mind screamed at her to run now while she had the chance, she remained rooted to the spot, unable to bring herself to move.

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