Well here's a new story.
This is like a experiment story as well.
Each chapter is going to be or I'll try to make as clear, detailed, clean cut as possible
So don't except fast updating
The Rowdyruff Boys and Powerpuff Girls do not I MEAN DO NOT have their powers.
Anyway here's the Summary (I PLAYED TO MUCH ZOMBIE GAMES AND WATCHED TO MUCH MOVIES! :3) :
After a unknown military evacuation was called everyone in the world is almost a flesh eating brain dead zombies. Only few are alive and most are dead. Most will say it start in the town called Townsville which is where six adults around age twenty-four are surviving. Their parent both died as they couldn't find them. This insane mess started nine years ago as they were barely in high school at the time. No rules to follow, no consequences, no law but only one rule actually LIVING. Living is a term they know to well. Living is envoled with, guns, plans, hideouts and a team. This is the key to fight for survival in a world of zombies.
Moaning and groaning could be heard in a empty, cold deserted town called Townsville. Fire could be seen smoking itself in the air. People roamed the streets, some just laid there letting flies land on them. Others though was eating dead bodies with blood falling down their faces. Bloody with rotting flesh. It rained more than usual in the town that use to be filled with humans. As the clouds were crying for the lost of people. Though some lived actually hiding, waiting for those men in the military to come and wipe out every damn creature in the town. This was not true, they are own their own here, by themselves as the military itself were zombies themselves.
A woman around her twenty's more likely to be no older than twenty-four was looking through cabinets and food closets. She had black combat boots, green eyes, a black jacket, dark green shirt that show her belly button, dark blue jeans. Her hair was black as the sky at night. She carried a machete, hundred ninety shotgun bullets, and a pump shoutgun. She had blood staining her right cheek and black hoop earrings. Her quest was too look for any chips, flat soda, and any type of meat or food. She already had a bag of fruit, can of crab meat, the soda she was having a hard time of looking for the chips. When she found some though she heard a clatter in the other room then groaning of the something that isn't consider alive. "Shit." She pulled out her gun and got ready. Ten or twenty zombies came out of the other room and ran for her. She shot at five of them and ran towards a window.
She reloaded her gun and shot five more then jump out the window of the apartment yet landing on the roof of a drug store. She saw her motorcycle only to feel her pouch vibrate. She took it out and saw it was her sister and then the scouter. She looked at the clouds then the zombies who were now walking stupidly trying to get to her. "Starving ass bastards aren't you guys." She look again at the clouds and answered it, "What's up?"
A man at the same age as the woman started to speak, "Where the hell are you with the damn chips?" He was cleaning his pistol, 12mm to be exact. He had black hair, dark green eyes, a blue-green shirt on, black jacket, black jeans and dark dark converse on. He also carried a metal bat. He looked at the picture they took in the sophomore year. He sent out the request for the chips.
The woman sighed at him, "Hold your fat ass." She looked at the zombies that was now falling off the railing and then started walking towards the store she was on top of which isn't far from the apartment. She shot a few but only to have the runners come. "Hey, I thought you said this area was clear?" She spoke angrily as seeing they started to climb the store. She saw her motorcycle not to far from where she was at. She put her gun back and got her machete out.
"I did a month ago, besides the fact, be careful and try not to get bit." He gave almost a worry in his voice. The scouter combed through his hair. He looked at his two brothers and her sisters. They were a team for real now, yeah they fought with each other when they were younger even a little as teens. He felt a comforting hand on his shoulder seeing it her sister who was the navigator on how to get through certain areas of the lost town. She had blonde pigtails, a blue long sleeve shirt with a black jacket, black combat boots, and light blue jeans. Her eyes are the color of the sky if he could remember what the sky look like it would be through her eyes.
The woman was cutting through zombies who came close by as she was running for her bike. Once she got there, she turned it on quickly and revved it up before speeding off but yet attracting the runners. They hissed at her as they were gaining speed. "YOU FUCKERS!" She held out her machete seeing that there were more running from the front. The machete sliced through them. She kicked one off but almost losing control. She turned down into a sub way station going down on the tracks. She hopped off her bike running quickly as it parked in automatic garage door. She got to the hideout door but seeing some of them noticed her. She shot about six of them and run inside locking the door. "Yo."
Her sister looked at her sternly, "Did you get the things?" She had red hair, pink eyes, she wore light eye liner and massacre, a pink tank top with a black jacket, black combat boots. Her hair that was down to her back was tied down with a red scrunchy. Her hands on her hips as she was looking at her sister who was three minuets younger than her who was also the gatherer. Her sister threw her the fruit. "Good." She walked to put the fruit in fridge.
The green eyed woman sat down next to the scouter. She gave him his chips. He saw blood on her and her machete was soaking in fresh dead living blood. "You ran into runners?" She smirked at him showing no bite marks. He laughed popping open the chips then letting his brother with red eyes and other brother with midnight blue eyes have some with the green eyed lady. "So were you scared?"
She looked at him shoving the surprisingly fresh chips in her mouth. "Hell yeah, they all came as freaking stampede. I am surprise I didn't die out there." He looked down as he was remembering his father, she looked down as everyone else knew that the memories of their signals fathers were coming back. She smiled at everyone, "Hey do we still have shrimp, salad and the frozen bread that should be un-thaw now?" Her younger sister pulled out the soft and fresh bread. "Who want seafood dinner?" They looked at her strangely, "I got crab meat." They all agreed to the fun idea.
After dinner, the two green eyed people went to the shooting range. The shooting range was a place they set up on top of the roof on their hideout. It was lucky that they weren't that smart to climb a simple metal fence. She shot one right in the eye. The man laughed at the shot as she shot one in the crotch. "Ow, that have to hurt." This made her laugh madly. "Hey, Buttercup..." He blushed lightly.
"What Butch?" She looked at him curiously. She smirked by the fact one the zombies were eating the dead ones, and second Butch was blushing darkly. She shot one more then set all her attention to him.
He sighed nervously, "Do you wanna share covers tonight?" She cocked an eyebrow at him. "Mean like I feel a cold front coming in." She just smiled at him and his awkward request. She shot five more and went inside. "Hey is that a yes or no?" She just laughed. He smacked himself in the face, 'Why in the hell I asked that fucking dumb ass of a questions.' He walked back inside as he guessed feeling a cold front coming into play.
Once he made his way down to where everyone else was at he saw Buttercup laying in his and her cover. She looked at him, "Yeah. I feel that cold front come in." She patted the space next to her. He laid down with her on the cold tile floor. He saw everyone else asleep. She looked at him as he looked at her. They both listen to the low sound of the zombies and the pitter patter of rain outside. "Hey..." He stared at her listening clearly. "Do you ever think they sing... I mean the zombies. When they don't see us... humans out and do they even remember the sun or night?"
He looked at her shrugging, "Hard to say really." He rolled on his back as he was originally on his side. She looked at him staying on her back. He looked at her intently. He saw goosebumps on her tan skin. He scoot close to her. She blushed looking at him curling into a ball, "Hey, you still think the military is still alive. She rolled her eyes and gave him a somewhat comforting hug.
"Hell no." They both fell asleep.
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This was a test run:
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Characters in somewhat the same personalities
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