STGOD: The Carrion Uprising

Shark Bait · Post by **Shark Bait** » 2004-11-11 10:01pm

Shark bait slowed the small craft as he approached the docks he guided the boat through the maze of moorings. Everything was quiet the only sounds were water lapping against dozens of hulls off in the distance some where a sea lion barked. “This is all wrong” Bait said to himself as he began loading the massive spear gun he used to hunt tuna “it’s the yuppiest section of the SF harbor zombies or no usually there are a million parties here.” He continued to guide the inflatable boat towards the long term parking, as he rounded the last corner he saw one. A putrid disgusting creature covered in wounds and coagulated blood, one eye was hanging half out of socket and its neck was covered in bite marks, just beyond it was his car with its home made Star Wars car cover. “See what happens when you like it rough?” Bait yelled as he lifted the spear gun and aimed it at the zombies head. The creature turned to face where the sound came from and let out a horrible animalistic yell, Bate was waiting for this and fired the large spear directly through its good eye and out the back of its head. “Perfect shot” he cried “Eat pointed projectile death!” he revved the engine a little and guided the boat over to a ladder after quickly tying it up the boat, reloading the spear gun, and locking the motor out of the water he threw his bags, the survival and medical gear in the zodiac up onto the pavement and then climbed up himself. He pulled the shot gun out of the larger bag and slung the spear gun over his shoulder. He preferred the spear gun it was quiet, but too slow to reload and it took a very precise shot.

He scooped up his bags and ran over to his car, a beautiful (albeit demented) hears that he had modified to suit his research. Pulling the cover off the back he opened the car and began loading gear into the trunk. Once the bags and car cover were stowed he pulled the plugs used to prevent dirt clogging out of the snorkel and raised tail pipe and hung them over the heliox tanks in the back. After all the gear (except the machete and shotgun) was stowed he walked back over to the zombie and looked down on it, then blessed himself and spat in its face. He knew he was being paranoid but he couldn’t help but think something was wrong. “OF course” he cried slapping himself in the forehead “oww stupid chain mail, I only have so many spears better get this one back.” He pulled out his machete and started to hack the head off of the zombie shielding his face from blood spatter. “28 days later may not be a true zombie movie but its good to be paranoid.” He muttered as he worked once he had finished he picked up the head by the spear that was neatly threaded through it and walked back to the car. At the car he put on a pair of exam gloves and removed the tip of the spear and placed it in a sample jar “Ben always said he wanted to study zombie blood” bate half sang to himself he was disturbingly cheerful during this task. Then he cleaned the machete, his chain mail and spear shaft and placed the zombie head under the back tire of the car, closed the trunk and jumped in the driver’s seat. Out the windshield he could see several zombies fighting over the remains of what looked a little like Burt Reynolds. He started the car and backed up over the zombie head poping it like an over ripe melon, and then put it in drive and floored it heading for the gate which shattered when the reinforced front end hit it. “HA told those fools at U of H the bush guards were a good idea. Now all I have to do is get out of this god forsaken hell hole and drive 1436 miles, half way across the country through zombie infested wastes. And I thought this week end would be dull” He pulled the cell phone out of his pocket and placed it on the center console deciding to call Ben once he was out of the city.

Pcm979 · Post by **Pcm979** » 2004-11-11 10:02pm

Chris's car screeched to a halt a block or so away from the nearest fire station, where flashes of gunfire illuminated a horde of zombies waging a miniature war with riot cops.
"Fuck that."
He needed somewhere safe, sturdy, easily defensible and containing adaquate food. Divine intervention would be nice too, but he doubted any of those existed. A shop would be nice, one of those ones with metal shutters. He revved the car engine up again and sped past the fire station.

thecreech · Post by **thecreech** » 2004-11-11 10:16pm

NewsCast TV 9:53 pm

Cheryl: Ok we have just got word in that the military is working with the police in this matter So you may see helicopters circling above trying to help you. However please do not go to the base. Also we are getting reports that surrounding cities and even states are running into the same problem. Also OH MY GOD!

(She screams as the growls and screaches of the undead pour into the T'.V station. Cheryl tried to get up and run but dogs and human zombie pounce her before she can even get out of her desk. She is ripped apart on T.V the camera man dead also can't even turn the camera away. Soon the camera is knocked over by something. The feed is dead... most T.V stations are out except a few spanish stations.)

Radio DJ: ok folks has you know we are in deep shit. My entire station is overrun with this Fucks. Everyone here is dead except me because I am locked in my booth here. So i will be bring you as much updated information as i can. You can call me at 1-800-HOT-1079 if you have info Or shit if you want to make a Request give my ass a call. ANd because I really don't give i flying fuck about the censors right now. Here is some music to fucking Rock to. (Plays song "Dead Bodies everywhere" by KoRn)

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-11-11 10:22pm

Ben sat in his lab, surrounded by Axolotls swimming contendedly,completely oblivious to the external horror fest going on outside... then Ben realized that it was probably immoral to keep this lovely lab all to himself. He got up, left the room and walked down the hall. He walked until he reached a small janitors closet. It had white paint. Then he went into a room and grabbed some curtains used to separate human test subjects and make them feel like they had their own room. He took them, the paint, and some duct tape to the 4th roof, 5 stories up, and then he began to paint "Alive Inside" on the curtains, several of them, and hung them from the roof so survivors could see them. They even had little arrows pointing to the service entrance used for deliveries of lab animals, which led into a quarantiine section He waited near the entrance for the first of the refugees

Agent Fisher · Post by **Agent Fisher** » 2004-11-11 10:29pm

The Hawk set down on one of the now many landing pads. Fisher stepped out of the chopper and looked around. Everywhere he looked there were helicopters being fueled, armed and getting ready to fly. There were even some old Vietnam era Hueys being prepped. On the flight in, he had seen the main entrance had been barricaded and there were Abrams and Bradleys keeping watch. Most of the base had been evacuated into small defenisble forts. As Fisher strechted his legs he saw a group of men hauling a large bundle attached to a rope. They hooked the rope to the bird and ran to fulfill another task. Fisher got back in the chopper just as it was finished being refueled.

10 minutes later, they were hovering over the roof of the Firestation and set the bundle down.

Fisher talked into his radio, "Ok FS140, we are done for the night but if you need us, just call and we will come to support you. Over."

"Whats in the bundle over?"

"Several Shotguns, a couple dozen pistols, ten M-16s and food and medical supplies. You are tucked in for the night. Good Luck."

Fisher leaned towards the pilot.

"Lets stay on station for as long as we can."

"Roger."

Captain tycho · Post by **Captain tycho** » 2004-11-11 10:44pm

The door bulged in again. Then the scraping noises started again. It had been the same thing for thirty minutes. So far, the door had held easily. In the back of his mind Daniel wondered if the old man downstairs was after him. He shuddered. So many things had changed in the past few hours. Daniel wondered briefly if his family was alive, or his co-workers, or... But his adrenaline, and the beast pounding at his door kept him from pondering such things for too long. He toyed nervously with the safety on his Colt. He had to start planning ahead, and fast. Likely most everyone in the building was dead, or reanimated, whatever the fuck is going on. He had some food, and the faucet still seemed to be working, but he was gonna be in a world of hurt if he didnt get out soon.

Pcm979 · Post by **Pcm979** » 2004-11-11 10:45pm

Chris cruised the abandoned streets, keeping a sharp eye out for any Zombies that might feel like snacking on him. Something caught his eye; Someone had draped signs over the side of a building that said "Alive Inside" and had arrows pointing to a door. Chris shrugged. Did he want to live forever? Yes, but that was beside the point. He pulled up to the curb and got out with a squeaking box of Guinea Pigs under one arm and his revolver in the other and walked carefully through the door.

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-11-11 10:52pm

He was immedaitly hit by a decon shower and the heavy door closed and locked automatically behind him. He saw a man in a seperate booth that had to be some kind of security room as it was inaccessble from the outside, and had a door behind The glass was shatterproof.

Ben spoke into the intercomm system.
"Hello, my Name is Dr. Benjamin Allen, biologist. You can call me Dr. Allen for now. If you will please enter room nine with what looks like an airlock. do not be alarmed by the decon showers when you enter, and do not be alarmed by doors etc. You will stay there until I am sure you are not infected with whatever horrible pathogen is infecting people."

thecreech · Post by **thecreech** » 2004-11-11 10:54pm

"Son of a Bitch!" my arm was ripe with pain. the medical staff was looking at it and decided to put something on it that made it burn.

"So what happened again" the female paramedic asked me

"I was gearing up for the night at my house after what i saw on the news. I had already stuck my daughter in the bathroom and i had a base ball bat in my hand. As i was walking to the bathroom when this dog blasted through my front window. We wrestled a bit. I managed to kick it off of me and i hit it as hard as i could. I stunned it for a little bit but i couldn't knock it out so hit it in the back as hard as i could with the bat. I heard a snap and it couldn't walk anymore but it was still alive. My forearm was the only part that touched it and now it looks like this"

"Wow" she said as she contiuned to work on my arm

"So there doesn't seem to be to many people here i thought there would be more running to these places?"

"Well there doesn't seem to be to many people left. We are doing with what we have." she continued to wrap me up " Ok your done for now but we are going to have to get a serious dr to look at that"

"Thank you. Where is my Daughter?"

"The guys are taking care of her, they put on a cartoon for her and don't worry this place has shatter proof glass and is all brick. nothing is getting in here unless we want it to" She winked at me and i forced a weak smile in return. I found my daughter on a couch surround by 3 large firemen but she got up and ran to me and gave me a long hung on my leg.

"Are you ok Daddy" she whimpered

"Of course i am." I looked up at the firemen " is there a place we can go to sleep?"

"Ofcourse, you look like you are tired follow me" The large hispanic male said as he waived me over. We followed him into a nicely lit room where there was a small bed just large enough for Sara and I. We laid down and she fell asleep in my arms almost instantly. I, However could not. The sounds of those things outside woudl keep me up all night

Pcm979 · Post by **Pcm979** » 2004-11-11 10:58pm

Chris looked at his soaked revolver and shivering Guinea Pigs and aimed a glare at the man. "Do you have an automatic wedgie-giving machine in here too?" he muttered as he stalked down the hallway.

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-11-11 10:59pm

Pcm979 wrote:Chris looked at his soaked revolver and shivering Guinea Pigs and aimed a glare at the ceiling. "Do you have an automatic wedgie-giving machine in here too?" he muttered as he stalked down the hallway.

(I edited the post so it made more sense, however your post still mostly applies)

"I am working on that, but that decon shower should kill any and all microbial life on your skin or in your clothes"

Agent Fisher · Post by **Agent Fisher** » 2004-11-11 11:01pm

The Hawk flew in lazy orbits around the firehouse. All over town there were other strongholds set up. That was one of the first good news about the whole mess. What wasnt good news was a fourth of those had already been over run. It seemed as if the zombies were stoping for the night. As time went on, there were less and less major attacks on the strong hold. Every so often there would be a major push but those had been rebuffed with the care package left by STAR SIX EIGHT.

"Well thats it Sergeant, we are out of fuel, we are RTB."

"Thanks for staying out this long Hammer."

Fisher radioed the firestation, "Well we are done for the night. The base will have a few flights of gunships out on the prowl but thats about it. Good luck."

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-11-11 11:12pm

Chris entered the first door of the airlock. It closed with a loud hiss.

"I hate to do this, but your clothes are filthy, I need you to remove them down to your underpants and place them in the slot on your righthand side, do it now. Now, the rodents.. hmm...why the fuck do you have Guinea pigs?"

Pcm979 · Post by **Pcm979** » 2004-11-11 11:22pm

"Because I like them. They're much nicer and cleaner than most people I know." Chris said, trying to undress with one hand while precariously balancing the Pigs and his gun on the other.

Agent Fisher · Post by **Agent Fisher** » 2004-11-11 11:26pm

The Hawk set down once again and its engines shut down.

Fisher stepped out and headed for his companys Fortified Command Building. Once the outbreak had been discovered, bunkers and FCB and FBB (Fortified Barracks Buildings) had been constructed. A person could enter here and not have to worry about anything getting in here. Fisher set his rifle down and laid out on the bed. He closed his eyes and drifted to sleep.

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-11-11 11:27pm

Pcm979 wrote:"Because I like them. They're much nicer and cleaner than most people I know." Chris said, trying to undress with one hand while precariously balancing the Pigs and his gun on the other.

"Well, you will find I am far cleaner than those rodents, when I am not wading in a swamp at least. Though I cant vouch for beig nice. There was that one time I used one of my grad students as bait in a crocodile trap... His thesis was on the hunting behavior of C. porosis.. hehehe"

Shark Bait · Post by **Shark Bait** » 2004-11-11 11:29pm

Shark bait yawned as he switched on the head lights, the sun was going down and he had been up for over 30 hours and driving always made him sleepy. Getting out of the city had not been easy to get out of the city, he eventually had to drive down an unmarked dirt access road that was luckily on the Car’s GPS system. He knew he had to take the back roads the free-ways and cities would be death traps. He was looking at a 30-35 hour trip and he could not sleep during that time. The car dinged signaling it was down to a quarter of a tank of gas, bait cursed himself for not filling the monstrous tank before leaving the car on the docks, luckily he had a spare gas can in the back. He considered turning off the CB radio which had been silent for the past thirty minutes but decided against it. Suddenly up ahead he saw something in the middle of the road it looked like an animal of some sort so Bait slowed down a bit then nervously held his foot over the gas ready to speed up again. As he drove closer he could make out what appeared to be about half of a dog, its back end covered in blood and tire treads with its face in the chest cavity of some poor hitchhiker. Bait gunned the engine and ran over both dog and man crushing the dogs head and decapitating the hitch hiker. He slowed and stopped once he was sure the animal was dead, got out holding the shot gun and went to the trunk to get a can of gas and his night vision goggles. “God damn….son of a monkey’s balls…… mother grabbing… Barbara Strisand.” Bait yelled jumping up and down throwing his third or forth fit that day “I knew I forgot something god damn why the hell do I always do this?” Suddenly something behind him hissed, bate spun around and brought the shot-gun up with one arm and un-fastened the snap on his machete “holster” “what the…..” he whispered when he saw nothing and started walking slowly over to the bodies of the dog and man. “HISSSSSSS” he heard again louder now, as he got to the bodies he saw something that chilled him to the bone the head of the hitchhiker had been removed at the shoulders but it was still alive and snarling. He jumped back and pointed the shot-gun directly at it and blew it into tiny pieces scattered across the road. Then deciding to get the hell out of dodge ran back to the car and finished transferring the gas. “That should get me another hundred miles or so and according to the GPS there is a service station about thirty miles up the road.” Trying to steady his nerves as he got back into the car, once the car was moving again he picked up the phone and dialed Ben
“hello?” said Ben’s voice
“Hey spanky good too see your still alive. Listen I think I have some bad news.” Bait said.

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-11-11 11:32pm

"what is this bad news? Other than the zombies" Ben said as chris finally got his clothes into the slot, where they dropped into a bin, steam cleaned, washed normally, decontaminated rinsed and then steam cleaned again

Shark Bait · Post by **Shark Bait** » 2004-11-11 11:41pm

"Two things first there are zombies WAY outside citys so I dont think I can stop for too long and sleeping is right out" bait said into the phone as he rummaged through a medical kit used to operate on marine animals in his lap, he put the flare gun in one of his many coat pockets under the chain-mail. "And two the zombies dont die unless your REALLY destroy the brain decapitation dident really even work, I just tried" Bait found what he was looking for a bottle of concoted syrum that he used to keep sharks heart raits up when placing them in tonic immobility. It worked even better on warmblooded animals and would deffinately keep him awake.

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-11-11 11:49pm

Ben took the phone from his ear fro a moment and flew into a rage

"GOD DAMN SON OF A BITCH POD PULLING PUSS GUZZELING...BOB DOLE FUCKING COMMUNST SONS OF SATAN!!!!!!! " Poor chris heard all this nice and loud through the intercomm

"Hey um, Person, bad news, the zombies break the mold. The Zombies are the fast moving invincible kind, not the fast moving shoot them in the head kind" he said into the intercomm before putting his ear to the phone again

"So, how are you going to make it here?"

Shark Bait · Post by **Shark Bait** » 2004-11-12 12:01am

"well if I avoid major citys I should make it in 30-35 hours, and my car has an extra large gas tank" bait said as he pulled the cap off a needle and inserted it into the bottle while steering with his knees. "I can kill them i just have to get closer and almost totally obliterate the brain, I used my spear gun on one earlier and it appeared to work fairly well cource I shot it through the eye." he said as he injected the syrum nick named juice into his arm. "Ugh I just put a few cc's of juice into my arm it should keep me going for the next 4 hours or so."

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-11-12 12:06am

Shark Bait wrote:"well if I avoid major citys I should make it in 30-35 hours, and my car has an extra large gas tank" bait said as he pulled the cap off a needle and inserted it into the bottle while steering with his knees. "I can kill them i just have to get closer and almost totally obliterate the brain, I used my spear gun on one earlier and it appeared to work fairly well cource I shot it through the eye." he said as he injected the syrum nick named juice into his arm. "Ugh I just put a few cc's of juice into my arm it should keep me going for the next 4 hours or so."

"Please tell me you got a blood sample... You are the only one on earth who would... other than me... at any rate they can be killed, sort of, and you are using stimulants? Be carefull with those... wouldnt want you to OD...wait...oh shit not that stuff from your thesis, dont you remember what happened at my sister's wedding!?"

Agent Fisher · Post by **Agent Fisher** » 2004-11-12 12:08am

Fisher sat up. It was no good, he couldnt sleep. He grabbed his gear and rifle. He strode toward the landing pads. He reached the pads and there was a bird about to take off. He ran up to the Hawk and shouted to the pilot.

"Got room for one more?"

"Yeah, hop in."

Fisher took one of the seats. There was only three other troops riding with him, in addition to the crew. The Black Hawk took off and headed over the city. He was glancing out when he saw a large building on a hill. In the windows it said ALIVE INSIDE.

The Hawk headed over to the building and hovered in front of it.

The pilot radioed the building. "Is any still alive in there? This is SUPER FIVE EIGHT. Repeat is anyone still alive in there? Over."

*******

In EYE-ONE, an observation plane orbiting the city. Crew members were busy marking on maps were the human held strongholds were. Already the ban on leaving the city was removed. The creatures were everywhere except for the military base. Already two fifths of the strongholds had been over run, usally from the inside.

Post by **Alyrium Denryle** » 2004-11-12 12:11am

Ben grabbed the radio in the computer room, and broadcast on all channels

"Yes, this is doctor Benjamin Allen, this facility is secure, and well supplied. I dont let anyone in without quarantine, and have no intention of leaving. There is currently one other human in quarantine, I dont know if he is infected

Shark Bait · Post by **Shark Bait** » 2004-11-12 12:12am

“I’ve had my hands on Juice for years its no big deal you don’t need to worry bout me. It’s no worse than about three pots of coffee or something like that. Besides its better than passing out, and yeah I saved the head to the spear I used its in the back of the car” bait said as he said as he saw a sign stating that the rest area was not much farther. “listen man you stay safe don’t do anything stupid, no need to hunt the things there will be plenty of time for that later, hey does your ultra-light have a radio on it? You could maybe monitor some police frequencys or something be my inside man and tell me where the road blocks are”