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Post by gantzgun74 on Jun 27, 2012 0:12:26 GMT -5
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BAM!!!!!!!!
"Dimensional Island! An island known exclusively for it's chaos and depravity. There's so many things wrong with this island that it's literally cursed to float over the void for all eternity... And yet, it is a highway between all worlds..."
As we open up on Portal Park we take notice of what looks like a mangled remains of a portal and a crater in the center of the park... And inside the crater?
"If there is one person where this world shouldn't have taken in... It would be none other then the angel of God that we behold on this day..."
After a moment, the young woman lifted her head up and rubbed it gently, growling under her breath, looking to be greatly annoyed for whatever reason. "Grrr... Motherf@#k..."
She slowly stood up, dusting off her tattered shirt and jean-short-skirt combo, grimacing as she looked about. "Lets see here, where-"
After a moment, she found what she appeared to be looking for, which appeared to be a solid white gun with a suspicious looking piece that almost looked pink on top of it, that served as the sight. The girl stuck out her tongue. "Well that just f@$king figures... I'm gonna need a new pair..."
....... Pair?
With that said, she groaned and put the gun in her pocket and walked out of the crater, groaning to herself. "Gugh... Once I get done with that Corset panty-waist, I'm gonna need a nice piece of wood. Gugh. Today has just been so-"
It was around that time that she realized that she had no FREAkING CLUE where she was...
".................................. OH THAT LITTLE $#ITHEAD.... WHERE THE HELL AM I?!?!?"
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Post by ryocker on Jun 27, 2012 0:34:23 GMT -5
A little ways off, Victor, big as he was, had found an area in the park just wide enough to take a nap in- this of course meaning his adoptive sisters were out and about, playing. Frankie in particular having tons of fun hopping into the portals. "Can't catch! Can't catch!" she called, popping up all over the park.
Mary had to stop, catching her breath. "Stop, Frankie! I can't catch up with you space hopping!"
"Then hop after-"
Ka-BOOOOOOOM!!!
The shattering boom shook Victor up from his nap. grabbing onto the dirt, he lifted himself onto his feet and lumbered over, Frankie not far from the initial crash site. "Groooooooooowllll... (What did you do this time?)" he asked, eyeing Frankie.
"Not fault! honest- girl fall from sky!" Frankie panicked.
Mary peered into the crater, running off when Panty began to stir. As if by instinct, she ran to her brother- big sis Frankie following- allowing him to put the pair of them on his shoulders. "What is that...?" she whispered.
Funnily enough, the trio were right behind Panty- Mary sitting on his right shoulder, Frankie hanging off of Victor's left, huge hands dangling. "GROOOOOWL...! (Not sure, Mary... she doesn't seem human, though...)"
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Post by gantzgun74 on Jun 27, 2012 18:41:52 GMT -5
Panty, of course, failed to notice the Steins altogether, as she continued looking around. Of course the more she did, the more annoyed she seemed to get. "Gugh!! That Mother&@%#ing piece of $#it!!!! Grrrrrr!!!! Where the f@#* did he send me? It doesn't look like I'm in Daren City anymore..."
She took her time as she considered this. "Hmmmm.... Okay... It doesn't look like Stocking is here... Wonder what happened?" ................. A shrug followed after a minute or two. "Eh, that sweet obsessed skank is probably fine. She's always done well without me." She could almost imagine her sister's face if she found her way to the island too... At the very least it was worth a chuckle. "Hmmm, if she were here she'd probably want to get some info on where this place is..." A grin spread on her face. "Ehhhh, that can wait! I'm starting to wonder what interdimensional c@#$ is going to taste like."
She drooled a bit at the thought.
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Post by ryocker on Jun 27, 2012 20:50:20 GMT -5
Frankie's tongue went out in reaction to Panty's words- Mary had covered her ears, and Victor- well, Victor had reacted accordingly. "Grrraaaaawwwwwwwlll...(Man, this woman seems like a total b****.)" Which of course, got Frankie's attention.
"Victor! Don't say like that 'round Mary! Bad inflence!"
"Gaarrreeehh!!"
"No you not! Say what want is bad!"
"I agree with sissy!" Mary pleaded, raising her hand. "Besides, she can't be that bad..." Thinking for a moment, she looked at Victor. "What's a c-?"
"Groooooargh!!"
"Rooster!" The two of them said in unison.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Jun 27, 2012 22:43:17 GMT -5
WHIRL- CLICK-CLICK!!!
The Steins VERY quickly figured out that Panty had heard their earlier exchange. She was now turned around her peculiar white gun with the pink sight now trained on them. "What the hell?? What are you @$$wipes supposed to be??" She took in each of her guests with a judgmental glare. Each one of them appeared vaguely human in appearance, but the skin discoloration more then hinted at them being something else.... But why did their kind seem familiar?
It hit her a few seconds later.
"Oh for motherf#@&s sake!!!!!" She looked a bit nervous in fact. "Another round of f@$%ing zombies?!?!" Briefly she recalled her last experience with zombies a long time ago. Scanty and Kneesocks were fooling around with a zombie potion and created zombies that were invulnerable to sacred weapons. In the end, everyone became zombies, even Scanty and Kneesocks. Thankfully the potion only lasted for a few days. Even more thankfully Garterbelt had strangely survived being eaten during the event and managed to come back to the infestation with a cure. Okay sure being undead for a while was fun, but...
In any cases, these days Panty approached zombies a lot more cautiously.
"Dammit!! F@#$ f@#$ f@#$ f@#$!!!" She glared at the Steins dangerously, her gun ready to fire off as many rounds as Backlace was worth. At the same time, her eyes were carefully scanning around for weapon shops.
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Post by ryocker on Jun 27, 2012 22:55:44 GMT -5
Frankie's head tilted to the side. "What 'zombies?'" she asked, putting herself upright on Victor's arm. "Never hear before..." Looking at her big brother for any clue as to what a zombie was, he immediately looked at Mary instead. Mary, of course, fumbled in confusion.
Finally, she had remembered what they were because of some novels she had read- and a few movies she watched with Vanessa when she couldn't sleep at night. "A zombie is a bumbling, unintelligent, starved, flesh eating, brain craving anomoly that was most likely brought back from the dead by supernatural, or even cosmic means. In the events it's scientific, the zombie in question might've been created through a viral infection- thus, it's contagious. I don't know why she's calling us-"
All at once, they exchanged glances, the three of them looking royally annoyed. "I not un-tellgent!" Frankie spat. "It called 'speech impedent!' Not zombie!"
Victor's growls seemed to scare Frankie into calming down, though she looked freaked. "S-sorry, Victor... Blond lady!" Hopping off of Victor's shoulder, she waved. "We not bad- we not even undead! we art-ficial!"
"Well, artificial is the term Ms. Illheart likes..." Mary remembered, putting a finger in her mouth.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Jun 27, 2012 23:19:52 GMT -5
........ Did zombies ever actually talk before? Panty couldn't remember them ever doing anything more then groan like a bunch of brainless idiots. Some of them even said 'BRAAAAAAINS' to fill in the rest of the air. The only zombies she knew talked was Chuck, as well as Stocking, the two demon bit@#%$ and herself.
Maybe these zombies were special too? She could probably see them being... .... ....
Oh F@#$.
"F@#$.... Zombie Angels. Well this is just motherf@#$ING FANTASTIC..." She prepped a shot from Backlace. "Okay, DIP$#ITS, PREPARE TO GET PUMPED FULL-A CELESTIAL LEAD!!! REPENT MOTHERF!@#ER!!!!"
She fired a shot with a deafening boom...
And it thunked uselessly against Victor's head.
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Panty had a humorously disgruntled expression on her face as she repeatedly shot at Victor, even though the bullets weren't really doing much of anything. Possibly under the false hope that one of the shots would eventually do something, ANYTHING.
"....... $#IT...."
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Post by ryocker on Jun 27, 2012 23:27:40 GMT -5
"GROOOOAAAAHHHH!"
This was Victor's reaction- roughly translated as "ouch"- with each hit from her gun. "Grrrroooooooaaaaaaaaarrrlll...! (What's she firing at me, rubber bullets?)" he huffed, rubbing the impacts. He didn't guess wrong earlier- she really was a complete B!@$#.
Realising she probably didn't understand Victor, Mary looked at Panty. "Excuse me- are you firing rubber at my brother? Because he doesn't like it!"
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Post by gantzgun74 on Jun 28, 2012 1:52:55 GMT -5
"EAT $#IT AND DIE GODDAMMIT!!!!" However, as she said this, realization crossed that very simply wasn't working. For whatever reason, her celestial bullets were having no effect on the huge monstrosity; a load of bull$#it since Backlace had taken out much bigger opponents in it's time. It was now becoming apparent that her most trusted weapon was doing absolutely nothing.
There was a gigantic grimace on her face as she quickly stopped shooting and immediately took off running. The Steins took notice that she was running towards a pawn shop.
After all pawn shops sell everything, including guns. If Backlace wasn't going to do anything, it was time to get a weapon that could.
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Post by ryocker on Jun 28, 2012 12:11:05 GMT -5
"HEY! Where you going?!"
This little outburst came from Frankie. "Why try hurt us?! Are you bad guy?!!"
Victor's red eyes clicked. Bad guy? What, like those silly movies Frankie always watches? Then again, she does seem bent on killing us... That's it! Nudging his shoulder so Mary would hop off (onto her face, cutely enough), Victor put all of his weight on his arms, catapulting himself skyward. Not long afterward, the eight-foot behemoth landed just a scant few feet in front of Panty, an upturned snarl present.
Not waiting for an invite, he grabbed hold of Panty's body with one of his enormous hands, bringing her at eye point with him. No squeezing, no needless atttempts at reasoning with her (which roughly translates as roaring), no biting her brains out. All he did was stare at her with his eyes- brushing his triplicate bangs just a bit so she'd have a better chance to see them.
He wasn't any form of zombie, just laboratory made. If reason doesn't work with her, she's fried steak.
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Post by doctorzero on Jul 2, 2012 0:17:19 GMT -5
Meanwhile...
Rage.
Nothing but unfathomable rage and hate.
She hated them. Oh, how she hated them all.
She wanted to tear them apart, twist their bodies until they writhed in agony and begged her to stop.
Her hatred of them blinded her mind, obliterating all rational thought.
She wanted to make them all suffer.
That son of a bitch in the sunglasses would go first, screaming and begging her to just end it, but she would draw it out long and slow, just for him being the first to fuck everything up for her.
Then the brat in the red jacket would be next, she would drive his own sword into his eyesocket and twist it around, watchin him choke on his own blood and vomit.
But first she'd go for his little friends first and force him to watch as she tortured them in all the ways she could imagine.
She panted as she clawed her way up, the portal shining several feet away.
(She's not there yet. Sorry it's so disturbing.)
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Post by gantzgun74 on Jul 4, 2012 15:20:35 GMT -5
(Given she's supposed to be Jack the Ripper, I'm surprised she hasn't had moments like this sooner. So no worries.)
.......................... Well this fuckin' SUCKED @$$...
Panty looked at the huge creature before her, incapable of moving due to the monster's tight grip. Already she could picture what her sister would say in a situation such as this; getting so easily caught off guard and everything....... Though Stockings love of BDSM hadn't escaped her attention. She didn't know HOW exactly that worked but the b@tech did enjoy getting tied up. Did being gripped count for anything?
REGARDLESS, she needed to get out of this mess and she needed to do it quickly. "HEY HEY HEY!!!! HANDS OFF THE MERCHANDISE BUDDY!!!"
With that said, she did the only thing that made sense; it disgusted the f@ck out of her, but it was the only open option.
She bit into Victors hand viciously, "I'm not a Necrophiliac ya creep!!!"
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Post by ryocker on Jul 5, 2012 22:27:50 GMT -5
Victor visibly cringed, roaring in response. "We're not zombies!" Mary called, running toward her. "Victor, set her down!" At first, her big brother just angrily gazed at her. But after a moment, listened to the little girl, setting Panty down. "I know she's trying to kill us, but that's no way to act, Victor!"
He snarled at Mary, then relaxed. Frankie had marched over in the midst of the chaos, looking at Panty. "...not sure why, but she look familiar..." she mused, thinking she observed Panty somewhere before. "Glowing gun, blond hair, banana bang..."
Mary's eyebrow went up. "That's supposed to be a banana?"
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Post by gantzgun74 on Jul 9, 2012 0:16:55 GMT -5
Needless to say, Panty looked at Frankie quite oddly, unsure what to make of what she just said. The 'Banana Bang' line confused her a bit (She had certainly never been called THAT before), and Mary's follow up certainly made her roll her eyes. "Well I dunno where the f@ck I could've met you at. If you freak-show's aren't zombies, then what the hell are you?"
She took in the three with scrutinizing gazes. It was obvious these things weren't ghosts. It didn't help that the only thing even resembling a male looked like motherf@cking Goliath more then someone she could actually screw...
Great, she just made herself think about that. She groaned and rubbed her temples in an attempt to clear her mind. She needed to keep her head... At least just as long as it took to get away from these dip$#it's. With that done, she looked to the three with an expression of mild disinterest. "Start talkin'."
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Post by ryocker on Jul 11, 2012 10:51:43 GMT -5
Mary cleared her throat. "First of all, we aren't zombies. We're patched together human beings. We were made through science, not malicious intentions." Victor made an unusual choking sound. "Except Victor, who's supposed to be a guard dog. All in all, we're not the living dead- we're just scrapped together bodies brought into life through electricity."
Frankie chimed in right after. "We also immune, and use elect...rici...tee ourselves!" she smiled, her fingers sparking in response. "I Frankie, she Mary," Frankie pointed at her little sister, with her bowing in response. "and that Victor!" Victor rolled his eyes in response. He honestly was tired of this place.
"Like most others here," Mary continued. "we- you included- are all from seperate parts of reality- dimensions. Here, you can find people you'd never have thought of finding, meet people from your favorite things like tv shows, and- if you're really lucky- meet an alternate universe version of yourself."
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