The Robot Masters of the Undernet recieved an anonomys tip that they would find something very interesting in the small town of Wilamette, Colorado. Thinking this tip interesting, several of the RM's traveled to the secluded town. They expected to find some big villain controlling the town, waiting to be defeated by the powerful robots...but when they got there, they found something much worse.

The town was infested with zombies, with no survivors in site. Unable to escape the town due to the blockades, the Robot Masters retreated to the Wilamette Mall, hoping to find a more defensable position. To their dismay, the mall was also crawling with zombies. The robots are soon seperated, and must now find eachother again and protect their charges: people uninfected by whatever was causing this horror. Zombies, psychos, and possibly even special ops threaten the lives of the survivors, and the Robot Masters must defend them.

I think my opening has pretty much explained the premises of this little game. Anything not nailed down can be used as a weapon, you can choose to be a Robot Master, or one of the "lucky" ones who haven't been infected, in which case, you need a bit of a profile:

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Looks: (Can be short if you want)
Starting Location: (Applies to Robot Masters as well)

You can join up with other survivors (Human or otherwise), and try to figure out how to get out of this mess.
Here's a map of the mall so you can pick a starting position. Click.
So, grab a weapon, and go kill something.
((SIDE NOTE: It is optional to have a survivor with you. You can start out alone, or even paired with another Robot Master if the two of you agree.))
((SECOND SIDE NOTE: This doesn't have to be 100% serious. There can be funny situations, or just random moments.))
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Neptune lowered his buster arm after the last zombie dropped to its knees and keeled over. Heads, limbs, and whole zombies were melted by his Salt Water weapon, and he was glad he was blessed with such a fine tool.

He stood just outside McHandy's Hardware, on the west end of the Al Fresca Plaza. He sweeped his buster from left to right, but seeing as the nearest zombie was several meters away, and was occupying itself with a severed arm (a chill ran down Neptune's spine), he signaled to the others that it was all clear.

Two people moved out of the hardware store. One, a tired-looking, middle-aged man with a neatly trimmed beard and a small pair of glasses. He held in one hand a shotgun, and in the other, a chainsaw. On his waist was strabbed a hunting knife. The other person was a girl that looked to be in her late teens. She looked timid, but Neptune knew better; he had seen her use the shovel she held in her hands in very deadly ways, and he knew she could handle herself.

"Thank you so much for helping us," the man known as Wallace stepped forward and handed Neptune the chainsaw.

"Not at all," began Neptune as he took the chainsaw. "It's my duty as a Cosmic Gladiator to help others."

"But still," piped in Andrea, "you saved us from certain death. I'm not sure how many people would risk their lives like that..."

Neptune shook his head. "Thanks, but now is not the time. We need to get going."

The two agreed, and they headed West, towards the Food Court.

(Looks pretty fun.Guess i'll take a shot at it, if you don't mind.I'll be using Clownman, of course.^^)

"I swear, one of these days.." Came the voice of Clownman, who was walking through the food court."Something like this always has to happen."He mumbled."That's weird..normally every other part of the mall is crawling with those...things." the clown robot said quietly."At least it'll be saf-"he said, but was cut off by a knife that was thrown at him, missing his head by only an inch or two.

Four staggering zombies had come from behind, and had a bunch of eating utencils which they were using to throw at him.Clownman stood there in shock for a moment, staring at the silver knife that was now wedged into the wall infront of him."Who the hell gives out REAL silverware in a mall?!"He yelled, dodging a couple more various stuff thrown at him."And I thought these things are zombies.Aren't they supposed to like..move slow and barely show any movement?! Jeez.Video games must still have a few things to learn."he complained, picking up a nearby chair, bashing one in the head, but apperently too hard, as the head came off."..That's /really/ disturbing."he muttered, shoving one of the chair legs through the second zombie, piercing him in the chest.Though that didn't stop him."Oh yeah.These guys are already dead.I forgot."He muttered again, jumping back a bit."Alright.It's three on one.I can handle this-"Clownman said, but stopped himself, seeing eight more zombies come from around the corner."Or not..."He said, and began running in the direction Neptune's group was coming, though he didn't know that at the time."I can't fight all these guys alone..I haven't seen a single....sane person around here since the beginning." Clownman said between breathing as he continued to run.

Name: Zerkai / Blade Man
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Looks: The armor on his legs are yellow and segmented, and a purple cheastplate with a yellow orb on it ans spiked shoulders, and the armor on his arms are purple like his chestplate, and upgraded blade launcher mounted on each one. His helmet visor is light blue. under the helmet, he has grey eyes and dark blonde hair.
Starting Location: SporTrance, a sporting goods store in the middle of Paridise Plaza.

"God damn it... I told them all Zombies would try and take over..." Blade Man sighed, hiding behind a cashiers desk. The cashier? He probably won't mind anymore. "Alright... I heard others would be here... hopefully I can find some assi... wait..." he blinked behind his visor "What the hell am I saying? These are zombies, human zombies, and we're Robot Masters." he glanced around the empty store before getting up "What are they gonna do, gnaw through my armor?" he chuckled to himself, "Although... may as well get something... my melee weapons aren't part of this upgrade... a sporting goods store... what do they have here..." He shrugged, the looked over at a shelf, breaking out into a wide grin "Nice..." he looked from side to side cautiously, then quietly made his way over to a shelve of titanium bats. He picked up one "Very nice...". A low groaning sound reached his ears as he turned around "Alright... where are they..." he reached out and grabbed another bat in his free hand as the sounds grew closer.

A zombie appeared behind him, apparently it had hid behind the shelf. Zerkai turned around, swining the bat in hig right hand at the same time. The bat meeting the zombies head, and the zombies brains meeting the wall. "Huh..." he tilted his head "Gross... yet relieving at the same time, like one of those video games I played... now..." he set the blood stained bat down, pressing a few buttons as a console appeared on his wrist. He picked the bat back up as Marilyn Manson's 'The Fight Song' http://www.esnips.com/doc/fccd3c44-96a2-47.../The-Fight-Song Blared through his helmet. "Alright... one... two... ah screw it..." he ran over to the opening of the door, kicking it down and drawing the attention of any zombies within a 30ft radius. "Damn... there's alot of them..." he said as at least twenty decaying heads turned to him

(OOC: This does sem like fun, something different)

Saturn appears outside of McHandy's just as Neptune, Wallace and Andrea are leaving. "As cool as 'Cosmic Gladiators' sounds, it's 'Cosmic Crusaders,'" he murmurs.

He takes a look around for any of his teammates. "Guess no one else got the memo," he thinks. "Well, better try to catch up, right?"

The zombie that was eating someone's severed arm is now finished with its snack and approaches Saturn. He calmly opens his left arm, pulls out two Saturn Rings and throws them at the zombie, slicing him into three separate chunks. The two rings return to Saturn much like boomerangs and he moves on.

A couple other zombies approach, but Saturn jumps up, freezes the zombies, activates the rotating turret on his chest and blasts them into pieces. He then remembers about Neptune and wonders if he could use backup, then runs off in his direction.

After a little while, Saturn is within earshot of his fellow Stardroid. "Neptune!" he shouts. "Mind if i tag along? And where's the rest of the team, anyway?"

Name: Cyros/Flashman
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Looks: Blue armor with a gray jumpsuit with yellow on his midsection, the joints on his shins, the highlights on his top lower legs and his left hand. Right arm permanently a metallic white buster cannon. Shoulder pads a reflective light blue. Helmet is blue with a chin guard and a yellow dome.
Starting Location: Center of Leisure Park.

Flashman was not a happy robot right now. Once again, he and his comrades had ended up failing another one of Wily's schemes, and had been ordered to return to base immediately. And to make things work, he had a teleporter malfunction mid-warp, landing him in the middle of some park he had never been to before.

"Of all the days for this to happen..." He banged his head a few times, unsuccessfully trying to fix his teleporter circuit. "Ugh, I just hope it can't get any-"

"Uggggh..."

The low moaning sound tensed Flashman up and he slowly turned around. As he completed his turn, he caught sight of about a dozen, rotting corpses... that were slowly walking right toward him. A single thought came to his mind:

"HOLY CRAP, ZOMBIES!!!"

Instinct overcame logic at this point, and Flashman did the only thing he could think of- rain high powered plasma at the undead monsters.

"DIE! DIEDIEDIEDIEDIEDIE!"

It didn't take long for the rapid stream of buster bolts to reduce the hoard to greasy, meaty chunks. He had a breath of relief, only to turn his head and see something even worse; more zombies. Lots of them.

And due to his brief state of hysteria, he had alerted them to his presence.

"...you have GOT to be kidding me." With those words, Flashman ran southwest to escape from the slow, lumbering zombie hoard.

"Neptune!"

Neptune whirled around at the mention of his name, and a smile appeared on his face when he spotted his teammate, Saturn!

"Saturn!" he shouted as he approached him and slapped him on the shoulder. "I'm glad you found us, I was getting worried about you and the others, which I haven't seen since we got here, by the way."

"Friend of yours?" Wallace asked as he stepped forward.

"Oh, I almost forgot. Wallace, Saturn, Saturn, Wallace," he said as he pointed from one to the other in a lame introduction. "And that," Neptune began as he pointed to the girl, "is Andrea. They're both still alive, amazingly. I thought everyone had died in the first few hours of infection."

"I'm tougher than that..." Andrea muttered.

"Anyways, I'd prefer if you came with us, Saturn. I don't want to lose anyone, now let's go!"

Neptune then turned and headed for the glass doors that seperated the Food Court and the Al Fresca Plaza.
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As Flashman ran across the park, the sound of a revving engine could be heard from all around. Suddenly, a military jeep rocketed out of the parking lot tunnel and into the park. Several zombies were flattened by the military jeep as it sped across the tree-dotted park. A man sat in the drvier's seat, driving madly. Another man sat in the passenger's seat, wielding a baseball bat and smashing zombie heads every time they passed one, and finally, one stood in the back, holding a mounted machine gun, blasting away at anything that moved. They all wore orange jumpsuits with the words "Wilamette Prison" stamped on the back. Escaped convicts.

They hooted and hollered, apparently having the time of their lives. Suddenly, the passenger spotted Flashman, and pointed it out to his companions. The driver spun the steering wheel until they were heading straight for Flashman, slamming down the accelerator. They were going to try to run him over!

Name: Zymeth/Skullman
Age: Unknown
Gender: Male
Looks: A skeleton wearing skeleton-like armor. Zymeth's eyes are black with white pupils and has no skin around them (His eye sockets can move themselves). Also wears a black cloak with a hood and gold chain clasp.
Starting Location: North Plaza

Zymeth pushed another zombie down the stairs and laughed as it's undead form tumbled down them, leaving a trail of blood and the sound of splintering bones behind it. Zymeth laughed at the unlucky undead. "This trip was more than well worth it. Interesting indeed, I'm having the time of my life! It's too bad there aren't more of-" Zymeth was cut short when he turned around and saw a legion of them standing there staring at him. His eyes darted around, "Oh. I see then." The zombies began advancing and Zymeth spun around and darted off. He dove behind a counter and looked to his left, finding a human survivor. The human screamed and Zymeth glared at him, silencing him. The human was wearing tattered clothes, obviously the survivor of several scuffles with the undead.

The human said, "Are you here to save us!? PLEASE tell me that you are!"
Zymeth chuckled, "Since you asked so nicely... no, I'm not. I actually just kind of wandered in here."
"But, then... Oh well, at least we found someone alive!"
Zymeth looked up, thinking how ironic that statement was. He shook his head and said, "Well, I'm going to go find some unique and interesting ways to kill these things. You can stay here and get eaten or come with me and probably suffer the same fate." Zymeth got up and dusted himself off, striding off in a random direction. The human leaped up and scampered after him.

"WAIT! Don't leave me!" He shouted. Zymeth sighed.
"Look, I don't care if you get devoured. With all your damn shouting you probably deserve it, actually."
"Look, I just don't want to die!!!"
"Dying isn't that bad, trust me. If you want to live, however, shut the hell up." Zymeth told him. The human shook his head and began following Zymeth again.
"I'm Daniel Baff by the way." He said, trying to sound friendly to the RM.
"That's wonderful for you." Zymeth said, cheerfully.

Zymeth stopped dead, and Daniel bumped into him. He looked at the RM, wondering why he stopped walking. "Um, dude, we shouldn't just stand here, we might be found by those zombies! Um... dude?" Daniel looked up at the sign Zymeth was staring at. "Ripper's Blades" It read. Zymeth smirked.
"Tell me, Dan, what kind of irresponsible person would let a whole store filled with instruments of a sharp and probably lethal nature unnatended when there might be some bloodthirsty psychopath running around?"
"Um... I'm not sure. Why?"
"Because I happen to be a bloodthirsty psychopath. If you'll excuse me, I need to browse! Oh what fun we will have today!"
"FUN!?" Dan cried, and with that Zymeth ran into the store.

"That makes 17!" Zerkai chuckled to himself as a zombie dropped to the ground, the cause of this, blunt trauma to the head. He laughed to himself, having lots of fun. He whispered the lyrics of The Fight Song to himself as three more undead swarmed at him. He drew one of his rotten blood stained bats back, then swung it horizontally, breaking one of the undead's necks. . The one in the middle got too close. Zerkai grinne, then headbutt it, hearing a cracking sound and he knew it wasn't his helmet. The last one actually reached him, biting down on his armored shoulder. Zerkai blinked, then dropped the bats grabbing the zombies head in his armored hands, applying pressure til he crushed it's skull "Good thing he didn't bite my bodysuit....." he sighed, picking up one of the bat, leaving the second on the ground as he ran towards Leisure Park, trying to be silent "Okay now... let's look for survivors..."

Saturn looked around as he, his amphibian teammate, and the two humans, Wallace and Andrea, rushed into the food court. No one, human or undead, was there when they arrived, so Saturn took the moment to survey the damage.

Most of the walls had big holes bashed into them. In fact, it even looked like one wall didn't finish construction. Several windows were shattered. All the tables were knocked over, and many were also broken. The occasional potted plant was uprooted. And if that wasn't enough, one could not tell what one of the restuarants' names was unless one had a good map of the entire mall in one's head.

"This's weird! No zombies here'r anything. You think they were looking for something, they got what they wanted and left?" Saturn asked Neptune.

However, before he could get a response, a pair of zombies appeared behind the counter of That's a Spicy Meatball! and climbed over, approaching the group. Saturn spent a few seconds figuring out what to do, almost allowing Neptune to enter the fray, but decided to slice 'n' dice the zombies with a pair of Saturn Rings.

"Impressive," Wallace remarked as the Rings returned to Saturn's hand.

Saturn then turned to Neptune.

"Something doesn't feel right," he said. "I mean, there's all this damage and pretty much no zombies anywhere? I know it sounds weird since these're brainless zombies we're talking about, but d'ya think they're setting us up for trap?"

((Um, well, actually, we were leaving Al Fresca Plaza. The store we started in is located furthest-west store of the plaza, and we headed west. We should actually be heading INTO the Food Court right about now, hooking up with Clownman))

OOC: I thought i caught up with you guys AT the food court, judging by the first post. My bad, i just fixed it.

The sound of a moving vehicle alerted Flashman, who craned his head back to the source. It was what looked like military jeep, with several men in orange jumpsuits driving like crazy...

...right toward HIM!!!

"OH COME ON!" shouted Flashman. His legs tensed in a crouching position as the runaway vehicle sped towards him. The jeep was a mere ten meters away when the blue android smirked evilly.

"TIME STOPPER!"

In a split second, Flashman disappeared from sight and the jeep roared past. The convicts look around, confused. Their confusion, however, cause them to miss one detail of their surroundings. Mainly, the wall the were about to collide into.

The main at the turret yelled out a warning, "TURN YOU ASS, TURN!" but it was too little; too late. The jeep smashed toward the glass barrier of the mall and, from the forces of excessive speed and sharp turning, tumbled over the polished floor. From a safe viewpoint of the second floor of the Wonderland Plaza, Flashman watched the carnage.

"How'd you like that, jackasses!?" Despite his villainous position, Flashman had his set of morals; but if the situation prompted it, he would gladly push them aside until later. Mainly, escaped convicts trying to run him over was one of them. "Well, time to get out of here."

Looking around, he retreated northward and down those escalators, then continued north till he passed a parking garage. Full of zombies.

A defeated Flashman sighed and looked up toward heaven. "Are you punishing me, Inafune? Is that it? Was it so wrong to send those convicts crashing to their possible deaths?"

A nearby zombie seemed to moan "yes" before Flashman blasted his head off.

"Oh well, time to run for my life!" And so he did.

Name: Terra
Age: 11
Gender: Male
Looks: Green hair, white eyes, hover/dash boots.
Starting Location: Foodcourt


"Aiiiiiiiie!" Terra shouts running past Saturn and Neptune.

"Back!, back I say!" Said Terra firing what appears to be marshmallows at the horde of zombies chasing him. "Get away!!! (Thoughts: Of all the days I forget to charge my weapon!)

Saturn headshots the entire horde. "Will you shut up now?"

Terra gets up from the featle position. "Saturn! And Neptune too!" Said Terra with a big smile.

"Happy time is over, kid. This mall is INFESTED with zombies" said Saturn.

"Oh noes!" said Terra.

"What?" Said Neptune.

"Look over there!" Terra said pointing at some zombies chasing a woman.

"I shall save you!" Terra said dashing towards the zombies.

"Wait! You don't have a weeapon..." Neptune said.

Suddenly, Terra's left arm transforms into the shining laser, and his right transforms into a shield.

"Fire 8!" Terra casted while firing the shining laser, which then became a flame thrower.

The zombies had been burnt to a crisp.

"Wow... Just, wow..." Saturn said in awe.

Suddenly, Terra suit started to glow.

"Uh oh..." Terra said.

Terra became regular red mage, Mako.

"Damnit! Gotta recharge..." Said Mako, annoyed.

"Um... Thank you for saving me..." Said the woman "My name is cindy"

"Nice to meet you, Cindy!" Mako said happily.

CINDY JOINED THE PARTY!

Saturn shook hands with the young woman.

"Pleased to make your acquaintance," he said, trying his best to sound more sophisticated and respectful than normal. "My name's Saturn."

He then introduced Cindy to the others:

"That's Wallace, this is Andrea, and, this is Neptune."

Cindy shook hands with Wallace and Andrea, but before she shook Neptune's hand, her own hand was trembling noticeably.

"Don't worry, he doesn't bite," Saturn said in an attempt to calm the woman down. "Anyway, where should we go next?"

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OOC: Do you mind not controlling my character from here on, Glider? No offense, but i just didn't like how i was portrayed. The personality wasn't very accurate at all.

Name: Pulseman
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Looks: Just look at this
(OOC: I got the pic from a sprite sheet that ACE_Spark ripped. I didn't quite know how to describe him.)
Starting position: Run Like the Wind

(Pulseman falls through the roof of the mall, and lands in "Run Like the Wind")

Pulseman: ...Where am I?

(Pulseman then sees a zombie, and kills it)

"Large... Park area... never a good place to hide form zombies." he sighed, ducking behind a tree. "There are too many to head west.... I don't wanna be scene... I'll go north/northwest..." he quickly ducked and ran to another hiding spot, gratefull he installed rubber soles on the bottom of his metal boots. "Almost... there..." he ducked behind a bush, then blinked "Who the fu... fudge are you?" he stopped himself, seeing a little girl hiding behind the bush as well.

Name: Regulus/Blizzardman
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Looks: An extremely large and round Robot with ski poles strapped to his back. Also wears a ridiculously large London Fog trench coat. (Obviously tailored to match his odd body structure). Here's a picture of Regulus as Blizzardman. Notice how he does not have those skis on his feet. They're retractable so he can actually walk.
Starting Location: The parking garage near North Plaza.

Regulus was just going to his car in the parking lot when he noticed a security guard slipping a ticket under his wiper blade.

"What could I have done to get a ticket?" The colossal Robot Master thought to himself. "Hey!" Regulus lumbered over to the guard and placed his massive hand on his shoulder. The guard turned around, exposing a horrifying visage due to the decaying skin failing to conceal the bone and muscles in the face.

Regulus took a step back, used to seeing undead in large amounts on visits to Zymeth's castle yet still surprised to see one in a shopping center. "What the?" Regulus muttered. "Last time I checked, this store does not employ the living." Regulus said, walking slowly towards the zombie.

The zombie took out a nightstick and attempted to swat the large Russian RM. Regulus allowed the blow to land, watching with a cold stare as the baton smashed against his massive frame.

"I've been hit harder by little old ladies..." Regulus spat at him, seemingly devoid of emotion as he hoisted the zombie-guard off the ground. "You look a little stiff, comrade. Allow me to loosen those back muscles for you."

Regulus held onto the zombie with his right hand and grabbed his victim's knees with his left and lifted him over his head. He slowly brought his hands together, bending the zombie's spine until it snapped in two, causing gore to rain down to the ground.

"Dammit." Regulus muttered, realizing the new trench coat he just bought at Men's Storehouse was now ruined with gore-stains. "I just bought this coat..." He turned around, meeting the gaze of roughly 20 zombies. "This just gets better everywhere I look..." Regulus groaned with sarcasm. "I have a gift for you fine gentlemen." He ran over to a Hummer that was triple parked in the next row and hoisted it off the ground.
"Finally, these things are useful." He said as he turned towards the small horde of zombies. He hurled the massive vehicle at the crowd, rolling the gas-guzzler through the mass, crushing 12 zombies in its wake. The remaining 8 glanced at the carnage and continued to amble towards their "meal."
"You're not bright, are you?" Regulus said calmly. He lowered himself into a crouching position, getting ready to charge. He looked at the 8 zombies, deciding which one to hit. He met the glance of the two zombies in the middle. "There must be some joke about rushing Russians." Regulus thought to himself, charging at the two in the middle, easily knocking them off their feet as he shoulder-rushed them both. The two zombies tried to hang onto the massive robot, but eventually slipped and were trampled by Regulus as he ran out of the parking lot into North Plaza. Regulus looked around and spotted an familiar undead wearing skeletal armor. He was being tailed by a human as he ran into a store that Regulus automatically assumed had to be a weapons store, judging by the RM's excitement.

"Zymeth, my comrade!" Regulus said with excitement, making his way towards his friend. "I wonder if he has anything to do with this."

((OOC: Hey Glider, like N said, plz don't control my character))

Neptune's eyes narrowed slightly at the sight of the woman's shaking hand. A thought flashed in his mind, but he quickly dismissed it. Don't jump to conclusions, Neptune. She's probably just scared out of her mind...But what if...?

Neptune shook his head slightly. Just keep an eye on her.

He took her hand and shook it. "I'm Neptune. It's an pleasure to meet you." His eyes quickly swept over her, and he noticed something. "...You don't have a weapon. You need one."

The woman looked frightened at the thought of having to fight. "You may not like it," Neptune said, "but there will be a situation that you will have to defend yourself..."

He looked over to Wallace, who apparently had the same idea as Neptune, because he was unstrapping the hunting knife from his hip. He tossed it to Neptune, who held it out to the woman.

After taking it, Neptune turned his attention to Saturn's question.

"The North Plaza," he stated. "There's a gun shop there. Even though I prefer my buster, or a lead pipe, our charges aren't impervious to those zombies' teeth and claws."

I'm not a kid, ya' know," Wallace said with a growl, which caused Neptune to laugh. "Sorry," he simply said.

He patted the old man's shoulder as he passed by him, moving north towards the Wonderland Plaza. Suddenly, a zombie stumbled down the stairs from the right and tackled Neptune! And, just as suddenly, Neptune grabbed the zombie by the head and rammed it into the wall, crushing its skull. The zombie slid to the ground as Neptune continued his way along.

"What I wanna know is where these monsters're coming from," Saturn said as the group continued on. "Zombies, monsters, whatever."

He looked around for a second, and casually threw a Saturn Ring at a great arc. It quickly passed over his right shoulder and by the right side of Andrea's body, then sliced a zombie appearing from behind one of the tables in front of Jill's Sandwiches.

"Okay, so I'm thinking if we're headed the North Plaza," Saturn said as the Ring returned to his hand by swerving around Neptune's left arm, "let's get there through what's-its-face— through Leisure Park. I think it'll be the quickest way there, right? Let's go."

The group headed into Leisure Park and noticed that the glass barrier separating Wonderland Plaza from the park was smashed by a jeep, and broken glass was scattered on the floor inside the plaza. Another wall was decorated with small holes, most of which had bullets lodged in them. In addition, three inanimate corpses, their skin lacerated, lay in the wreckage, and judging by their outfits, they were escaped convicts.

"'Kay, what the fudgicle?" Saturn asked. "I DON'T even know how to react to that." He looked around for anything else that was completely wrecked, but the most noticeable thing was a trail of zombies in the distance that had apparently been run over.

Name: Makenshi
Age: Unknown
Gender: Male
Appearance: Black, spiky hair in a fauxhawk, a brown long coat, red T-shirt, khakis, and black shoes.
Starting Point: Rooftop

On the roof of the mall, Makenshi was slumped against the wall, fast asleep and completely oblivious to the ongoing chaos around him.

Zymeth made himself busy by fumbling through various bladed instruments with sheer glee. Zymeth pulled a giant butcher's knife from it's resting place and looked it over. "Hey, Dan," He asked, "how sharp do you think this is?" Dan shrugged and Zymeth looked at it again. "Hold on I'll find out." The skeleton dashed out of the store and a moment later came in holding a Zombie's head by the hair and covered in blood. "It's pretty sharp." He said, tossing the head into Dan's arms, who immediately screamed and dropped it. Zymeth laughed and heard the door open and shut. They both froze and then crouched behind the counter. Heavy footsteps echoed throughout the store, and Zymeth slowly reached for another oversized knife.

"What are you doing!?" Dan whispered, frantically. Zymeth ignored him and lept up on top of the counter. Zymeth did another forward flip, knives raised over his head ready to plunge into his large target. His cloak fluttered as his leap brought him hurtling towards the figure.

The target screamed suddenly, it's bright blue eyes wide with shock. "REGULUS!?" Zymeth exclaimed, dropping both knives before slamming into Blizzardman, who didn't even budge from the impact of Zymeth hitting him. He slid down and landed on the floor, slightly stunned.

"Jeez! What the hell, Zymeth!?" Regulus cried, "You're more a threat to my health than these damn Zombies!" Zymeth leaped to his feet and dusted himself off.

"I'd have it no other way, friend." Zymeth said, somehow proud of himself. "Sorry, Regulus, I thought you were a zombie. So I was going to re-kill you." Regulus sighed and then looked at his friend, puzzled.

"You didn't make these things then?" He asked.

Zymeth shook his head, "No, alas, I did not. Someone else beat me to it. But it's not too late to slaughter them all and start over!" Dan emerged from the counter and scampered over to Regulus, eager to meet another sheild and friend.

"Hi I'm Daniel Baff!" He said enthusiastically.

"Yes you are." Zymeth said, impatiently. He leaned over to Regulus and said, aside, "I don't have much faith in his life expectancy."

Regulus nodded, and then said, "Well regardless, let's find a map and get out of this hell hole, okay?"

Zymeth turned around abruptly and said, "You really must be kidding me, friend. I'm having the time of my life. But I do agree, let's find a map." Zymeth turned about and picked up his knives again, and after stealing a belt from the back counter, began loading it with various bladed instruments of a vicious nature. Zymeth exited the store and saw a stand-up map with a small group of zombies in front of it.

Zymeth leaped in the air onto the zombies, plunging his knives into their heads. With that he aimed his Skull Buster at the one in front of him for a few moments, charging. He fired it, turning the undead into a shower of gore and bone shrapnel, which proceded to perforate the zombie behind it. Zymeth laughed and slammed his heel into the one next to that, sending it reeling backwards. He removed two more knives from his belt and scizzored the head from yet another zombie. Zymeth laughed even harder as he plunged those knives into the eyes of another undead, leaving one left blocking the view of the map. He simply shoved it aside, impatiently, saying "Move."

Zymeth looked at the map, curious. "Now let's see... McHandy's Hardware? Sounds like they might have a chainsaw and other such devious unintentional weapons! Come, Danny! We have a new pitstop to make!" Dan sheepishly exited the store to follow Zymeth. Zymeth put his hand to his chin. "You know, there must be so many ways to kill these things. It's like killing people... only legal! We have so many stops to make!" Zymeth looked at the now-crawling zombie had had shoved earlier, hopping slightly and slamming his feet down on his head, shattering it. With that, Zymeth picked up his knives and ran off to find creative ways to kill zombies, makind stops here and there on his new route to McHandy's.

Clownman was hiding behind a wall in the food court, watching as they zombies who had ran after him continued on, thinking he had ran further.He smirked."Not the brightest bunch."He thought, and then heard voices."People..?I wonder if they're stuck here too."He thought, peeking around one of the walls, seeing Saturn and Neptune with their group just as they were leaving out into Leisure Park."Hey.They're robots too."He thought again, and then heard the moaning of the zombies from before, returning."Yeah..I should probably follow them.."He thought, running off after them.After he had caught up a bit, he stopped."Guess I mine as well talk to them.It wouldn't hurt."He thought, and approached them from behind."So you guys got trapped here too, eh?"He said, standing about a foot or two away from them.

Regulus looked at the map more closely than his bloodthirsty friend.
"Hmm... hunting supplies... it seems as though Zymeth didn't look at this list very long. He missed the store that actually carries weapons."
Regulus looked around, but didn't see any pamphlet booths for fold-out maps.
"Well, I guess this map will have to do." Regulus slammed his fists into the three support beams holding the map up, and hoisted the map from its foundation.
"When you're a juggernaut, everything's portable." He chuckled to himself, walking off to call Zymeth's attention to a possible weapons warehouse.

(OOC: I'm heading to the Hunting shack. Weapons store with a narrow hallway leading to it, best place incase Zombies swarm. Also, is this day or night? Cause those zombies are faster and creepier when their eyes glow at night)

The girl was wearing a dark blue dress. She had brown hair and black eyes. She took a step back and the sight of the robot master. "Don't worry" his visor and face plate went up, revealing a young face and grey eyes. "I'm here to help...". The girl looked hesitant, but took a step foreward. "I'm Zerkai... I'm here to make sure you, and the other people are alright... what's your name...?". He asked, not wanting to scar of the little girl into running into an undead horde. "A... Amy..." The girl shyly replyed. "Well, Amy... I'm going to make sure you're gonna be okay, but I'm going to need your help, okay?" he smiled brightly. The girl blinked, then smiled back "Alright". "Good, now we're a team" he picked her up. "I need you to hold on now... we have to get to somewhere safe." The young girl nodded as Zerkai dashed out from behind the bush, running to a large tree for cover ~Gotta head North... and back into the mall~ he continued to sneka his way across the park, either sniping undead with his blade lancher to avoid attention, or avoiding them.

~Ugh... it's hard to run witht he kid...~ said child wrapped her arms around his neck, squeezing tightly whenever he took off. ~Almost there...~ he raised an aim, the shot from his blade Launcher barely making a sound as he truck a combie blocking their path to the north entrance of the mall. ~We're in!~ he ran inside, quickly hiding behind a wall.

(Pulseman is running down the stairs to the Wonderland Plaza main floor, getting an electric charge from it, allowing him to use either Volteccer or Flash Arrow if needed)
Pulseman: From the map I saw before, there should be a hardware store in the Al Fresca Plaza.

(Pulseman sees the broken glass and the dead convicts)
Pulseman: ...I'll pretend I never saw that.

(Soon Pulseman arrives at the Hardware store, only to see that several Zombies are in there, and they make moaning noises as they spot him and start to charge at him)
Pulseman: Crap.
(Pulseman then proceeds to use Volteccer, having himself being rebounded by the walls and ceiling, in an attempt to kill all the Zombies in one shot. Unfortunately, he isn't able to kill many because of a high ceiling)
Pulseman: There's no way I'm gonna be able to kill all these guys like this. I'll have to escape. In the meantime...
(Pulseman grabs a small generator hooks himself up to it, and manages to wear it as a sort of backpack, so he is capable of creating a charge without having to run or dash)

Pulseman: Let's see, this should last me at least six hours, and I should now be able to take on the rest of those zombies.
(As the zombies come at Pulseman, Pulseman uses Flash Arrow on several, and then finishes the rest with Volteccer)

Pulseman: Hey, maybe I should get into the security cameras to see if there are any survivors, but I'll have to drop the generator.

(Pulseman goes through the wires of a nearby camera, and gets out at the food court, relatively near the Hunting Supply Store)
Pulseman: People are bound to come here.

(Pulseman then walks into the store)

Zymeth looked at the map as Regulus pointed out the Hunting Store. Zymeth crossed his arms. "I did see the hunting supplies store, but I already have a gun. I'd rather have a chainsaw or a hedgetrimmer or something like that, since hunting supplies don't quite produce the satisfaction and type of gore I'm craving. But if you want, Regulus, we could stop by there and grab some rifles and shotguns too. We could run by, grab the weapons, and then resume out treck over to the hardware store.

"I'm Russian, I like the practicality of weapons." Regulus said. "Besides, Dan here may actually stand a chance if we arm him properly."
"I think you're investing a little too much in Danny," Zymeth said casually. "It's like paying a vet to give a hamster medicine when it gets sick."
"Hey, you never know, he might actually make a substantial effort to pull his weight in this group." Regulus suggested.
"Err... I'm right here, guys..." Daniel Baff said, kind of insulted, but masking it so as not to offend the psychopath or the ridiculously large Russian.
"Oh, I almost forgot, you haven't died yet." Zymeth sounded genuinely surprised.
"I'll provide us some cover." Regulus said as he charged up his blizzard-drive.
Regulus threw his arms up and launched a furious torrent of snow throughout the entire area (OOC: Most of the North Plaza area is now covered in a thick sheet of snow, for role-playing reference.) After the initial blizzard ended, the remaining snowflakes began floating gently to the ground.
"It's a good thing your armor is primarily white, comrade." Regulus remarked. "You'll blend in well with the snow. Makes it easier for gruesome back-stabs."

"Christ!" Blade Man blinked, sheidling the girl(Now screaming and squeezing her arms around his neck very tightly) from the sudden and fast blizzard.. He blinked several times, covered in snow . "Uh... what the....? Maybe it's another robot master..." He slowly trudged through the snow, making his way down the hall, seeing a frozen zombie body. "Heh, corpsickles..." "I'm cold..." the small girl shivered. "Um... don't worry... once we get indoors... in indoors... you know what I mean..." "No I don't..." Amy blinked, looking up at him. "Er... once we find a place out of the snow..." he went northwest at the fork in the hall.

Name: Josefa/Oilman.

Age: 17.

Gender: Male.

Looks: A tall, lanky boy inside a veriant of the oil armor known as the 'Brawler', coloured brown and darker reds, sacrifices a chest pad and reduces the power of the oil spout to give more freedom of movement, and a second hand. Under the square visored, boxy mask of the 'brawler' is a blue eyed, messy brown haired, and rather confused looking kid.

Starting Location: Huntin' shack.

"14 zombies!! suck on that!!"

Jose felt the recoil of the 12 gage shotgun he was totting as he unloaded another round of buckshot into the general area of the zombie closing in on him.

The back of his helmet was missing, the boy had discovered the mall's infestation the hard way, and only his steel helmet had saved his life, and bought him enough time to get behind the counter of the Huntin' Shack.

Unfortunately for Jose, zombies were attracted to loud noises, and the commotion he was making was probably alerting every zombie in a mile of his presence. He fumbled with his weapon, dropping it on the ground in front of him as he was attempting to reload.

He kneeled down, attempting to fix it, then heard the moan of the shop's former owner, right ontop of him. "Oh..." He looked up the the hungry mouth, inches from his face. "No..." His eyes widened, all traces of the brave zombie slayer he was moments ago disappearing from his expression, replaced with that of a scared little boy, once again.

(this looks really fun. ^^ hope no one minds if I join in...)

Saturn and the rest of group whirled around.

"Oh hey, you wanna come with?" he asked. "We're headed t' th' Huntin' Shack."

Clownman introduced himself, and Saturn then introduced everyone:

"I'm Saturn, this's Neptune, Wallace, Andrea, Cindy and Mako-slash-Terra."

Everyone said their hellos-and-such, and then Andrea spoke up:

"Look…"

She pointed out that a blizzard was suddenly forming in Leisure Park, but that the outside area imediately around the mall wasn't affected by the storm. Apparently the snowstorm wasn't natural.

"Wei'd. Y' think this's th' work 'f 'n ice Robot Master?" Saturn asked. "Wonder 'f should we go through 'r loop around it inside t' stay outta th' storm."

(OCC: I hope its not too late to join, if it is, I'm sorry in advance)

Name: Ignate Flare
Age: 16
Gender: Male

Looks: Long messy blood red hair, 6’2, has a red and black long sleeve shirt, army style pants and steel tipped boots. Over his normal attire, he’s got a couple of old sniper joe armor pieces (spray painted black) (chest, shoulder, shins, gloves). He also always has a match in his mouth, he uses it as a toothpick.

Location: Restroom, North Plaza.

“ “Lets go on a road trip, I’ll be fun.” Fun my ass. The van runs out of gas, we walk a mile to this town, find it infested with zombie, hide in this mall, find out there are MORE zombies, and all of you become undead. Ya, real fun. At least I decided to bring some of my gear with me, who’s the stupid one now!” Flare ranted as he put on the last of his gear. “Armor, check. Weapon, lead pipe, good enough, check. Matches, check. Boom stick, checkaroo. I’m just surprised no zombies came to the restrooms yet, thought I don’t think they need to go anymore…” “mroar…” “Guess I spoke too soon…” Flare get out of his stall and sees three undead slowly limping towards him. “I better get out of here fast before anymore come. FIRE IN THE HOLE” Flare lights one of his “Boom sticks” and chucks it and them. As he jumps under a stall he shouts “Take cover!” “KAFREAKING BLAM!” Flare looks out of his stall only to find a hole in the wall and a few remains of the undead. “May these pour souls rest in piece… who am I kinding, that was freaking awesome ^^. Ok, might as well get out of here and look for any survivors.” Flare heads south towards the park area.

(OOC: Not too late to join, is it? Hope not. o_o )
Name: Artemis(Prototype sentient robot, but not an official robot master.)
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Looks: See here.
Starting Location: Bachman's Bookporium, Paradise Plaza
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"Great. Just great."
Artemis crouched behind a bookshelf in the shop, keeping an eye out for zombies and holding a heavy dictionary with both hands as a melee weapon. "I need something better than a dictionary though...gotta keep moving, I guess."
She moved quickly, out of the Bookporium, only to encounter a pair of zombies with their backs turned to her.
"Surprise!" She smashed their heads in with the dictionary and gingerly poked around the bodies. She found a pipe and a penknife-she hooked the pipe into her belt and held the penknife in her right hand.
"Now what? I'd better go look for survivors."
She headed to the nearest map, checking out the shops-and saw a hunting supplies shop. "It would be strategic to head that way....everyone's looking for weapons at this point. Let's go." She ran off in the direction of the aforementioned shop, only to encounter a freezing blizzard coming from the Leisure Park's direction.
Artemis abruptly changed direction and headed towards the group of dots in her sensor, stationed at the Food Court. She used a couple of fancy acrobatic tricks to avoid the marauding zombies and eventually caught up with the group. She silently tagged along behind, occasionally warding off zombies by setting them alight.
She snickered slightly. "Hah. Burn."

Well… this version's a little dated since so many team positions have been changed since (in fact, the guy that launched this topic is no longer Neptune). But I recently re-booted it since I liked the idea (see here for Version 2 of this RP).

!!! smedis2:ahh zombies! someone help me!
*takes out bootleged game music and zombies die*

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