RP pt. 5 A Walk Amongst the Dead

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This is a Role Play I am currently working on for the Bloodletting game. I play both characters involved. They have a love/hate relationship pretty much. If you are interested in seeing just what the Bloodletting RPG is all about, check it out at Bloodletting.org.  If you decide you want to sign up and feel like getting one of my characters a little bank for it, use the following links

(Addison) http://www.bloodletting.org/other_pages/registration.php?user=149254

(Genesis) http://www.bloodletting.org/other_pages/registration.php?user=151855

Keep in mind, Genesis is a Lycan, and Addison is a Slayer, though was a former vampire. She’s the weird one of the two.

 

Genesis:

Genesis couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Addison just seemed to wade unseen through the zombies. Some looked at her, moan and hissed, but they weren’t in a frenzy to eat her.

Genesis sniffed the air, her Lycan nose scenting things. Yes. Addison was ‘alive’. She could smell the blood from where Addison had sliced up her hands. She could hear Addison’s blood rushing through her body and her beating heart. She could feel the body heat the woman emanated. What the hell was going on?

More importantly…what was Addison?

Did these rotting things ignore her presence for a particular reason? Was it some remaining thing that Genesis couldn’t understand from the process that turned Addison from Vampire to human Slayer?

The zombies had chased her up here just like they had chased herself.

This was a lot to think over.

But it seemed that Addison wasn’t abandoning her here. That was a plus. She gave the little sh!t a hard time  more often than not. It wouldn’t surprise her if she got left here with the rots.

The platform was becoming more instable, and Genesis felt a surge of panic run through her. Those things down there, they were clawing for her, reeking mouths snapping hungrily while moaning in their need.

She picked up her piece of steel pipe in one hand, grabbing one of the support cables to the platform in the other. She tried to remain as still as possible as Addison was making noise, drawing at least a few of the horde toward herself.

It wasn’t enough though. Genesis knew when she was outnumbered, and without the ability to shift, her odds didn’t look good. All she had was her own strength in the human form and a steel pipe.

Her eyes turned to Addison, who was making progress in killing off the zombies that were drawn to the noise she was making. She even saw Addison take off her remaining shoe and chuck it at a zombies head. Her socks didn’t match. Why did Addison’s socks never match? Stupid question at the stupid time.

Addison was singing again. Louder than she had done before. It was a more modern song than the creepy one she had sung earlier. This one was much more…loud. Addison was screaming some parts. Why the hell did the little idiot sing when she was having fun? She sung and carried a maniacal grin on her face. Though Genesis couldn’t deny how graceful Addison was when fighting. The fluid movements of body and sword.

She looked below herself again when the platform gave a tremble. The herd was thinning, but still, not enough. Genesis grasped the cable she clutched and prayed for the best. And she didn’t even believe in a god. She was putting her faith in a little sword wielding weirdo who nailed chicken heads to everyone’s door.

Addison:

And the sky was made of amethyst
And all the stars were just like little fish
You should learn when to go
You should learn how to say no

Addison went about with her attacks. As the dead things started moving toward her, lurching their way, she went off in a sprint, sword at the ready, cleaving rotting heads in two. She had to keep their attention on her as much as possible, so singing a rather screamy song seemed to work. And she liked the song. It was catchy. The sword in her hands didn’t seem to think so. Yes, they had their differences.

Might last a day, yeah
Mine is forever
Might last a day, yeah
Mine is forever

Well they get what they want, and they never want it again
Well they get what they want, and they never want it again

Go on, take everything, take everything, I want you to
Go on, take everything, take everything, I want you to

She occasionally looked to check on Genesis. The Lycan was bracing herself for the worst, pipe in one hand, and holding on to one of the suspension cables with the other. Smart. That platform didn’t look like it was going to last much longer. And the bulk of the dead things were still below her, moaning and groaning and wanting that tasty little snack.

 And the sky was all violet 
I wanna give the violet more violence
Hey, I’m the one with no soul
One above and one below

Addison was able to get closer to the gathering. They would at times take a swing at her. They didn’t seem to want to eat her, however. Did she smell bad? They had no problem with chasing her before… what the hell was up with that? She used this to her advantage. She was able to get in close, taking many of the dead things down. She continued with her song. Some of the zombies came for her. She took a chance, cleaning off a piece of her sword of zombie brains and goo, and then bringing that piece across the flesh of her hand. She went about with waving that hand around, letting the scent of fresh blood fill the air along with her voice.

Might last a day, yeah
Mine is forever
Might last a day, yeah
Mine is forever

When they get what they want, they never want it again
When they get what they want, they never want it again

Go on, take everything, take everything, I want you to
Go on, take everything, take everything, I dare you to

The heads of several zombies turned her way and she grinned. A few came lurching at her, nearly running, but not coordinated enough. They met a quick end. As soon as she was nearly beneath the failing platform, she went about with just swinging her sword. Not all were clear headshots. Some were just disabling shot. Slicing the legs off, or even cutting them in half at the mid-section. It would make them less mobile for sure. She head a large creaking noise, a loud pop and watched as the platform separated. The suspension cables, all but one, gave way.

 I told you from the start just how this would end
When I get what I want then I never want it again

Go on, take everything, take everything, I want you to
Go on, take everything, take everything, I want you to
Go on, take everything, take everything, I want you to
Go on, take everything, take everything, I want you to
Go on, take everything, take everything, I want you to
Go on, take everything, take everything, take everything, take everything

Her singing/melodic screaming grew louder, to draw more of the dead things attention to her. She had to give wolf-girl the time she needed to get a good grip, or jump down. Jumping down now wouldn’t pose too much of a threat, Addison didn’t think. She had thinned out the horde pretty well.

However, it would seem as if Fate would have the final decision as the final cable snapped, sending the metal platform crashing down to the warehouse floor, Genesis with it, crushing a good number of zombies. How did Genesis fair in this fall was the question now.

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2 comments on “RP pt. 5 A Walk Amongst the Dead

  1. adamjasonp says:

    Hey, I remember that song— Hole. Yep, “Violet” by Hole, looking it up.
    Gripping stuff.

    Like

    • Zoe Ambler says:

      Thank you very much! I thought that the idea of Addison just going screamo on a really good song would catch some zombie attention…lol…and it seemed like the perfect song. Thank you again for reading! More to come…dun dun dun….

      Like

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