Dead Rising belongs to Capcom and Happy Tree Friends belongs to Mondo Media.
Dead Rising is Awesome. What else is there to say. You kill zombies in a mall! This story is sorta Dead Rising but with Happy Tree Friends.
I'm a photo journalist. And let me tell ya. It sucks. I get called out for the crappiest things. But, I do get to ride in a helicopter. Sometimes. This is my story on my biggest scoop. A guess a good place to start would be my helicopter ride to Willamette, Colorado.
The helicopter propeller made its, um, loud noises as we rode off to the armpitt of Colorado: Willamette. Just some piece of crap town. I got hauled over by my boss, Lumpy. Says theres something weird going on. Military soldiers, and calls for help. And I was supposed to get the scoop.
"Well, here we are. Willamette." My helicopter driver announced. I was checking my batterys, my camara, and everything else.
"Fantastic." I replied. I heard him mumble something, I ignored him.
"So, uh, whats your name?" He said, trying to start a conversation.
"Muffin." I replied. I heard him snicker. I felt my cheeks heat up, I hated my name.
"Laugh all you want." I said.
"Whoooaa." I heard him say in awe. I came up next to him in the front. I let out a gasp. There were Police and Military soldiers everywhere.
"Isn't that pretty cool cupcake." He said. I balled my hand into a fist. I was ready to punch him but let out sigh and went back to the side of the helicopter. I looked out into the streets and saw staggering figures. I got my camara and zoomed in on them. They were animals, like me, but they had blood surronding there mouths and they're eyes were red.
I slowly but my camara down and stood up, what the hell was wrong with them? I shakily stood up and tapped the pilot on the shoulder. He looked back at me.
"Ummm, do you see something wrong with the people down on the streets?" I asked him. he looked at me funny then turned back.
"They do look kinda strange..." I heard him say. There were atleast hundreds of them! All over the streets and even on the rooftops. We kept on flying, seeing all the ghouls. Then out of nowhere, a gas station exploded! It shook the earth, leaving us totaly speechless.
"W-w-w-what?" Was all the pilot could say.
I looked off into the distance and saw a mall. A mall!
"Hey, get me over to the roof of that mall. Over there!" I pointed to the mall. He sighed and flew in the direction that I pointed.
"Why are we going to some mall. You going shopping?" He said. I rolled my eyes and said nothing. I hated humans.
Once we got over the roof, we had already saw someone fall off a roof, and fall to the ground. We stayed over the roof, hovering over a helicopter pad.
"What are you doing?" The pilot said.
"Come back in three days. Three days!" I said. He nodded.
"I wont forget!" He insisted. I almost smiled. Suddenly, as if someone flipped a switch, a black helicopter was in front of us.
"This is a restricted area." We heard someone say. I looked both ways.
"Three days!" I said. Then jumped.
All I can say is: Rough landing.
That was sort of the epilogue. One of the best zombie games ever by the way.