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| Subject: Xenomorph Sporking: "Dead Easy (Your Zombie Survival Guide) Step 6" Sun Sep 23, 2012 5:22 pm | |
| What the fuck is going on out there? Talk to me! Found the Xeno, she seems to be friendly. Is it Specimen 6? Yup! - Quote :
- I used to love Whitaker, he still is a cool guy but when I was standing in the staircase (because in real life I was texting) he got all sarcastic with me. It really does happen if you don't immediately go towards the store. Jackass. Lol, onwards to the next step!
*hands the other copy of the fanfic to Vasquez* Like they said, "The enemy of my enemy is my friend." Didn't think I'd get teamed up with you.. - Quote :
- Step 6: If you come across a person who can be used...get him/her anything they want. (Even if the favor is ridiculous)
This isn't going to end well. Yeah, no shit.. - Quote :
- "Hello there now I've barricaded myself on the roof with ample provisions... but in my haste, I forgot cola. So here’s my proposition; you go get me some cola and I’ll clear the path for you to the mall."
*tilts head* Okay..? - Quote :
- "I can understand that, man needs his snacks,” Ellis replied before turning to you four. “Man this guy's weird." He finished with a whisper.
Wait, is this dude for real, 6? Indeed. Oh Gabby, what are you going to plague us with next? - Quote :
- “Let’s go, we do need to get to that mall kiddo.” Coach replied.
Dialouge seems to be in check. How that motion tracker, Vasquez? Alright... - Quote :
- “But…but…the idiot wants cola!” you said still not believing this ridiculous task.
I want some mutha-fuckin' cola! - Quote :
- “We need the guns Punky Brewster,” Nick said as he followed Coach.
I hate that fucking nickname.. - Quote :
- “Come on, once we get to that mall we’re home free,” Rochelle said with a smile as she clutched her gun of choice in her capable hands.
This is getting so dry and boring. How did bullshit like this get good ratings?? Because people want bullshit nowadays, they ignore anything good. - Quote :
- “Do you need a blanket and a pillow? Or how about a nice warm glass of milk so you can think it over?” Whitaker asked with heavy sarcasm directed at you.
Bullshit! - Quote :
- A growl escaped past your lips before you pushed the red button on the intercom with more force than necessary, “Watch it old man or I’ll down your cola myself!”
HAHA, NOT FUNNY. >:( Any progress you two? A bit, this fic is just boring, I'm falling asleep over here.. | |
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