Hey guys, I'm back! Now, now… Chapter two is here so let's begin.
Beware! This is gross.
Remember: /Infected talking to another infected/
Still don't own L4D
Chapter 2: Boomer bile!
Location: No Mercy – Subway
I slowly waddled over to the survivors hiding spot. They have decided to camp in a corner by the stairs near the ticket booths after they noticed the earthshaker fiend heading towards them a while ago. Now that they are busy with what they call "Tank", they would have less focus on me.
About time also, cause I feel my stomach ready to throw up again. Somehow, it attracts lesser ones which are obviously cannon fodder when alone but are a force when they have a common goal. I positioned myself slightly behind this "Tank" and puked at the humans with all of my might right after it fell.
They managed to avoid it and escape me. I was dismayed but I did not lose hope.
/Boomey!!!/ an infected yelled behind me
I quickly turned around and saw it was my friend, Smokey. Immediately gave him a hug before telling him that we need to work together in order to get food.
/Yah, yah… I know. Tell you what: I'll snatch one from behind and when the others come, puke on them. So we can get a feast! / He suggested
/Good thinking, Smokey! / I agreed
We then went to pursue the human and while we were at it, we managed to recruit two of those hunters. When we are got to the humans, we got to our positions, ready to ambush the living.
Smokey managed to drag a black guy down the hole in the generator room while the hunters managed to pin down two other humans that tried to save their friend when they got down. I puked at my heart's content and covered everyone in my bile. That, unfortunately, included Smokey and the hunters as well.
/what the Fu-!?/ A hunter shrieked /you just called a horde on me! /
/Boomey!!!/ Smokey yelled /what did you eat, this tastes horrible!/
Smokey, the hunters and even the hordes stopped attacking and gathered around me as I began to recall what I ate.
"What's he saying?" The black guy asked a hunter, curious of the sudden truce
"What boomer here ate" the reply came from the hunter
"We don't understand infected-speak so well" an old man claimed
"I'll translate" the hunter proposed to the human group "go ahead boomer, speak"
/Well, I ate 10 dead rats, a dead dog, a dozen of spoiled pizza, and 1 gallon of expired milk the other day/
"What about yesterday?" the black guy asked, which the hunter immediately translated
/ Yesterday? A dead cat, 15 boxes of worm infested chocolate, 40 moldy hotdogs and another gallon of milk/ I proudly said
/How about earlier? / Smokey asked, trying to hold back his own vomit
/Earlier? A brown and sticky, not to mention smelly, stuff that came from the toi- Um…I think I'm going to blow again…/ I warned before I accidentally threw up on everybody.
However, before they even got covered in my bile, they pushed me aside and ran away. I was interrupted and I accidentally swallowed my vomit. Yeeeccch! No wonder they hate. It's gross alright.
From afar, I heard the biker guy say "I hate Boomers!" before killing all the infected that ran with him.
I readied myself to vomit again but it will take a while. I decided to follow them again and get it right this time.
On second thought… maybe a little toothbrush wouldn't hurt.
LoLz… told you guy this is just to pass time out…
No offense to Boomer lovers. I really needed to think of something gross that would fit the boomer.
Well, se ya later! Also, R &R.