SURVIVE [e4]

[ADMINSAUR AARON]

To think you would have survived this long on Thriller Bark. However you have only just began this nightmare. Screams of defenseless being killed by hordes of undead can be heard beyond baracades and searing flames. The cieling light swaying back and forth, showing the three faces of the other survivours. With the weapons you had before you blacked out and arrived here, its time you get the hell off this boat. With the door locked, your adventure begins once you open it. Your goal is to survive until help arrives, a distress signal being triggered once you leave the room. Beware, there is more then just the drooling hordes thirsting for brains, rumors of zombies capable of leaping across the ship, ones as large as small vessels, even some that can hit as hard as a canon ball. It's best you work together despite your faction, for if your partners dont get you, THEY will.

location: back end of Thriller Bark

goal: survive and make it to the front of the ship, were the rescue team will try and get you, don't forget you need to cross the entire deck of the ship, covered with buildings, towers, and zombies. did we mention a few wide open areas to get swarmed!

team:

• first character to post in thread
  
• second character to post in thread
  
• third character to post in thread
  
• fourth character to post in thread
  
  information will be added in as players join.
  

[----- genbu]

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[atrb=width,300][atrb=style,padding:10px;] YONKOU GENBU THE NINETY FIVE HUNDRED MILLION DOLLAR MAN "FUCK, THIS, SHIT." came from the shadows of Thriller Bark, as the Yonkou came into the light. Azure eyes locked on the frame of the door that kept his companions protected from the bane of the undead. A key laid in between the figures that had yet to rise and wake from this nightmare. Whoever brought wanted them to escape, but why. It didn't make sense to drug this many people just to let them loose, but then again what fun would it be just feeding them to the horde. Removing the key from the center of the room, the man knelt down beside one of the bodies, a companion of his, Javier. "borrowing this." he said removing a cigarette from his body, and lighting it. Taking a drag from it, to keep the ember lit. The small source of light offering the male better sight. With a twist of his wrist, the door's locks began to unhinge. The sound of gears, and metal twisting to his command as chains fell to the floor and door opened. Instantly moans and snarls came from the night, the deck of the ship pitch black with out the moon lighting the sky. Genbu taking a second drag from the cigarette before loosely tossing it across the ground, the stick rolling between several pairs of legs. An undead heel crushing the cigarette as silence feel on the ship, even nature had silenced herself. The world stood still for just a second, before shrieks and screams came from all directions of the Captain. With a spark of steel from the captains sheathe, the crowd of zombies could be seen piling onto the captain. With a sudden screech, the air had fallen silent. The sound of corpses hitting the ground broke the silence what seemed like an eternity later. A single pair of footsteps could be heard approaching the door. " you can sleep, when your dead." genbu told them, a sarcastic remark during such an event. his attire now blotched with crimson stains, his weapon sheathed once more. This was a test of his opponents worth, and these zombies hardly registered as a threat to him. though he could make it to the other side of the ship by himself, they had been paired up for a reason and Genbu wanted to find out. Whoever set this up had ticked him off, and would have a word with him. Wither it would be the organizers last word or not was up to how much he was worth, after all, no use to hold a worthless hostage. TEMPLATE FOR GENBU THE YONKOU

[JAVIER SANTANA]

[atrb=border,0,bTable]god's not gonna help you, son.[style=float:right; width: 100px: height: 100px; border: 5px solid 363636; margin: 0 0 1 12; ][/style][/style][style=width: 400px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; padding: 10 0; margin: 0 0 4 0; text-align: justify; border-top: 6px solid 363636; border-bottom: 6px solid 363636;]The voice of Genbu scratched his ears with familiarity, sounding slightly faded somewhat off in the distance. As his captain took a cigarette from him, he began to stir, slowly standing up and feeling somewhat cloudy. What exactly had knocked him out? He wasn't sure, but he like complete shit. "motherfucker...." Javier stood up, and leaned against the wall inside of the locked room, a cigarette located firmly in his mouth at this point. A flame lit the dark crevices around his cheeks, and a small puff of smoke slid out from his lips as he looked around, his swords hanging from his hip. The two Tsurugi's were almost identical when sheathed, however one was seastone and one was the simple blade with standard material. His third was a sword he stole from Kidd after besting him in a fight, and he had left Fletchers sword back at the crew ship. He wasn't fond of using a marines sword, especially not after what he had done to him. "damn, the fuck is going on?" He took another puff, the smoke clouding the room somewhat. Hopefully the others would wake up and quit being pussies. [/style][style=width: 400px;font-size: 10px; text-align: center;]tag whom ▪ words numbers ▪ notes listen all this takes a lot of getting used to, and you do get used to it--after a while[/style][style=opacity:0.7; font-size: 9px; text-align: center;]made by katya of pre & btn[/style]

[Ichiryu Midora]

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[atrb=style, font family: Helvetica; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: #000000; border: 3px solid #8b4513; color: #FFFFFF; padding: 0px; opacity: 1.] The man known as Ichiryu Midora or the mad gunner rose from his slumped into a crouch and then slowly stood up pulling out his trademark custom-revolver. He scratched his head with the gun and chuckled as he saw the yonkou take out a group of zombies with a single sword swing. He flipped his gun into the air, caught it and flipped it open to slide some bullets inside. "Well fellas, I got no idea who the hell either of y'are, but ya don't seem to be marines or royals so i guess ya can live." he said nonchalantly with a shrug. This was perhaps a bit cocky of him and if he'd known exactly who they were he may have held his tongue, but he was highly skilled with his gun. They had to get close to him to strike, he did not. All he needed was one shot and he had six loaded. Plenty to take out two people without much difficulty. "Either of you know who the fucker is who brought me to this place?" he asked changing the subject complately. He didn't care where he was. What he cared about was who had the balls to bring him here against his will. "I got a special present for him." he added with a lick of the gun barrel. He truly seemed to live up to his name, the mad gunner. He tilted his head. "No? Oh well, then how about we get the hell out of here and find the bastard?" He heard the screams of the zombies and threw his gun in the air again. In that moment he pulled out his shot gun and loaded some shells. It could only have two shells in at once, but it was still an edge. Now he had eight shots. He caught the gun just as he finished loading.

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[LICH T. NOIR]

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[atrb=width,300][atrb=style,padding:10px;] LICH T. NOIR THE MERCHANT OF DEATH /...................................................................... ....................................................................... ....................................................................... .....System reboot initiating.. Accessing log files....... Error found, proceed? y/n.................................... Confirmed............Routing.............Processing........ Commence system checks............................Begin Life support...............................................100% Temperature control...................................100% Pneumatic check.......................................98.2% Main system function.................................99.97% Sub system function..................................99.99% Weapon system...........................................Online Routing......................Processing........... Processing Initial reboot complete...............Restoring data....... Initializing...............................................Complete Stabilizing..................0.1% Noise..............Complete Infrastructure activation......................................... .................................................................Online System reboot complete within 99.67% margin........ .................................................All systems active/ The seemingly lifeless body of Lich T. Noir laid on the floor of the room a midst the three others who had been abducted. No sign of life visible from the Cyborg. Then as his pneumatic systems check activated each joint was quickly manipulated, visually appearing as a spasm or stroke of some kind. Another brief moment past and his reboot was complete. Regaining his visuals he found himself staring at the ceiling with two strangers standing over him. They weren't paying attention to him but something outside of the room. As Lich's hearing receptors equalized their voices slowly became clearer. Damn what the fuck is going on?.... I guess you can live.... how about we get the hell out of here.......You can sleep when your dead. Lich thought the last bit might have been directed at him as he didn't sense the presence of any others in the room and he was the only one left 'sleeping'. Lich rose to his feet, all weapons and items he had prior to his abduction were still in his possession. He peered at those around him. Strange howls could be heard from beyond the door where a man covered in blood stood. It appeared that non of those present were the abductors. He wondered why he had been placed with these few and why he had been left with his possessions. In either case it didn't really matter. Lich would have greatly liked to just make his way out of the room to get a barring of his location but the man covered in blood barred the passage way. He didn't quite grasp the situation as a small portion of his memory files had been corrupted. TEMPLATE STOLEN FROM GENBU THE YONKOU

[JAVIER SANTANA]

[atrb=border,0,bTable]god's not gonna help you, son.[style=float:right; width: 100px: height: 100px; border: 5px solid 363636; margin: 0 0 1 12; ][/style][/style][style=width: 400px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; padding: 10 0; margin: 0 0 4 0; text-align: justify; border-top: 6px solid 363636; border-bottom: 6px solid 363636;] Looking over at the kid with the gun he raised an eyebrow and chuckled slightly. "Kid, I could kill you before you even got your second shot off." Javier didn't like smart ass kids, but he didn't really have a choice but to work with him in this situation. He was arrogant, but not stupid. Working with the little punk would be mandatory. Finishing the cigarette, he noticed Lich making movements and coming to. He didn't say anything though, which was nice in all honesty. Perhaps he was gathering his surrounding, or perhaps he was the silent type. Flicking the cancer stick onto the ground, he stomped on it and licked his lips. "I think you got bigger problems than worrying about vengeance right now. Just stick with us and try to keep up." Walking over past the kid, he shouldered him lightly. Javier didn't give out his trust easily, especially when his life could be at stake. He still had things to do, women to fuck, money to win, and marines to kill. These creatures weren't going to get the best of him. Standing by the open door he looked around outside. The ghost was clear. "Get sleepy head junior up and going and lets get our asses out of here." The Captain was here, at least Javier knew someone had his back. [/style][style=width: 400px;font-size: 10px; text-align: center;]tag whom ▪ words numbers ▪ notes listen all this takes a lot of getting used to, and you do get used to it--after a while[/style][style=opacity:0.7; font-size: 9px; text-align: center;]made by katya of pre & btn[/style]

[ADMINSAUR AARON]

Quake like steps awoke from the heart of the darkness, Thriller Bark was most defiantly alive. As hulking beasts slowly approached the scent of the humans. Their body mutilated from all types of undead and parts of a ship itself. It's flesh as strong as metal itself, these creatures were not to be taken lightly. They had finally reached the once sealed part of the rear the survivors had forsaken too. However two of the surviour had left the room, the first two targets had been chosen. Each of the beasts began to charge the their target, the first aiming for the yonkou with a simple but massive swing with its claw like first, while the other struck the supernova with a downward swing, the force was enough to split the floor apart and collapse the surrounding floor for two meters.

The two left in the room however were not safe either, the mad gunner and super nova lich. A scream of terror came from all sides of the room, as the wall collapsed, a femine creature came out from the wreckage. The undead creature appeared very agile and had a shrill voice that was capable of destroying the survivors hearing. one from each wall climbed out, their figures lit by the burning floor of the room, the torch having fallen onto the ground during all the disturbance. Oil leaking everywhere in the room. The monster slowly extended their claw like fingers before blitzing the two in the room.

[Ichiryu Midora]

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[atrb=style, font family: Helvetica; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: #000000; border: 3px solid #8b4513; color: #FFFFFF; padding: 0px; opacity: 1.] "Heh, what if I fired them both at once?" he replied slightly cockily. In truth that was very unlikely he'd be able to do that, then again, he did have two guns. He looked over at the fourth member of their party. He looked, if he was honest, like a bit of a weirdo, but the mad gunner didn't give a fuck. He just wanted to get out of here and put a bullet between the eyes of whoever brought them here. The more of them who fought, the better chance they had and if worst came to worst he could use them as human shields or bait whilst he high tailed it out of there. "Hey Mr.Silent. Get ya butt in gear. We're in the middle of a zombie apolocalypse or some shit." That was he managed to do before all hell broke loose. Two gigantic beast-like zombies had charged the two outside and the shaking from their arrival had caused some lamps to fall and break. The place they were in was on fire. "I like a barbeque as much as the next guy..." he looked at Lich and considered him for a brief second then shook his head. "well maybe not the next guy....but I don't like it when I'm the meat." It was that point the two female-looking things emerged and began screaming like bounties. It hurt his ears like hell, but the mad gunner had heard worse in his time. "Shut the fuck up." he shouted firing a quick shot at each from his revolver whilst leaping back towards the doorway, but not quite outside of it. Whether the shots hit was another thing. However, they were aimed so if they missed they would bounce off the wall, strike another wall and then strike some of the few remaining beams and hopefully hit the target. He was a very skilled marskmen. He realised Lich was in the room, but he didn't really care. If the guy couldn't get out of the way then he wasn't much use. He fired a blast from his shotgun, at one of the zombies, the one that had been nearest to him before he moved. He hoped if both the shots and the rebounded shots missed then this zombie would come towards him and get a face full of the shot gun blast. He now had one shot gun shell and four bullets loaded. The effect of the screams, which adrenaline had partially delayed, was now getting to him. His ears hurt like hell. "FUCKING BITCHES! Why y'all gotta scream?"

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[LICH T. NOIR]

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[atrb=width,300][atrb=style,padding:10px;] LICH T. NOIR THE MERCHANT OF DEATH As the man's bullets ricocheted around the room and eventually found their targets, eliminating all the zombies in the room, Lich casually strolled towards the door as bullets whizzed around him; the screams of the zombies muted in a split second delay in Lich's hearing. All while ignoring the man's comments. Lich had a feeling that if anyone in their little group was going to die it was the loudmouth trigger happy guy. Lich hated people who talked a lot before they died. As the room began to burn down behind him he stood outside the doorway and watched the action outside unfold. Unlike the man left inside the building the two that had exited seemed a bit stronger. Lich had no desire to combat these 'zombies' that hardly seemed like they could even put up a decent fight. Ooooouh the living dead so scary... not like they could crack open Lich's metallic skull to get at his brain. TEMPLATE STOLEN FROM GENBU THE YONKOU

[JAVIER SANTANA]

[atrb=border,0,bTable]god's not gonna help you, son.[style=float:right; width: 100px: height: 100px; border: 5px solid 363636; margin: 0 0 1 12; ][/style][/style][style=width: 400px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; padding: 10 0; margin: 0 0 4 0; text-align: justify; border-top: 6px solid 363636; border-bottom: 6px solid 363636;]Javier ignored the boy. He doubted this kid knew that he was standing alongside a supernova, a deadly cyborg, and a yonkou. Two whom already were acquainted and a third who was soon to be acquainted with them if things played out right. As the brute came hurtling at him with a raised first, Javier immediately moved his hand forth and pointed his palm sideways. Focusing his Haki, he formed a giant blue palm, which blasted into the side of the Grunt before he even reacher the pirate. "Pow mothafucka- What!!!" The Brute flew off to the side, slamming directly into the Brute that was about to hit Genbu, his captain. The two hit with enough force to shatter their skulls, and were sent tumbling off into a few buildings and out of site. Laughing with a slight hint of insanity, he reached down and pulled another cig, lighting it immediately. As a puff of smoke shot from his mouth, he looked over to Lich. "That kids gonna slow us down." The supernova stared at the cyborg for a few moments and nodded. "I know a capable fighter when I see one. Glad you have my back." He wasn't being overly friendly, just matter of fact about it. [/style][style=width: 400px;font-size: 10px; text-align: center;]tag whom ▪ words numbers ▪ notes listen all this takes a lot of getting used to, and you do get used to it--after a while[/style][style=opacity:0.7; font-size: 9px; text-align: center;]made by katya of pre & btn[/style]

[Ichiryu Midora]

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[atrb=style, font family: Helvetica; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: #000000; border: 3px solid #8b4513; color: #FFFFFF; padding: 0px; opacity: 1.] It seemed the fourth member of their little party hadn't been effected or at least not too much by the screams. However, it took Ichiryu a few seconds to recover, he was human after all, and he didn't have any powers other then very high accuracy. He pulled out two more bullets and added them to his revolver, and one shell to his shotgun. It was best in such a situation to keep fully armed. It was rare he ever used anything other then his revolver, but in this case he really didn't have a choice. These zombies had huge number and he'd need every edge he could get if he was to survive. That he knew for certain. "Holy shit." he said in shock as he leapt over a bit of fire and out of the doorway to see the one he'd insulted palm strike one of the gigantic beasts and send it flying. He grinned. It was either devil fruit or haki. He didn't know which, nor did he really care. Still, it was impressive. He considered his actions earlier briefly as he walked to join the others. Had be been stupid to insult them? Probably, but he didn't care. He was having too much fun. "Me? Slow ya guys down?" he said incredulously. That was just insulting. He'd just took two of the zombies out and they hadn't been regulars he was sure of that. He was pretty sure they weren't quite the class of the ones the guy with the glowing palm had just taken down, but he'd done more then the weird looking one. ANd yet he was the one getting praise. That really was insulting. Still, he didn't want to push them too far. Not yet. Maybe once it was over. "I'll try me best not to and you best not slow me down either."

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[----- genbu]

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[atrb=width,300][atrb=style,padding:10px;] YONKOU GENBU THE NINETY FIVE HUNDRED MILLION DOLLAR MAN The Yonkou had left the room behind them to discover the dark world they stood in was not empty to the simple undead. Sparks of their metal fists lighting up the ground, showing the crude creatures. Two of them approached himself and his first mate, a test of strength by the one that sent them here perhaps. Genbu would be happy to deliver the results back to the host of Thriller Bark. "Nulla e reale; tutto e lecito. Requiescat in pace" he prayed softly for the mutated creature, it likely was in pain from being so poorly created. Holding his grip on his weapon he began to unsheathe his weapon, his strength behind the weapon as it ripped out of the metal sheath, a wave of destruction being sent directly at the beast. However his partner used his Haki to dispose of his creature, in doing so his own got struck by the Goliath. Taking both the bodies and hurling them off the edges of the ship. However the strength of his strike was left, in front of him a 3 meter path of utterly destroyed wood and ship. The cyborg left the room next, the aura of his currents and machinery felt by the keen emperor. his model was impressive, the attention to human detail with keeping it combat efficient focused. Though he would leave speaking to this AI later, despite his better judgement he needed that loud pirate alive. At the front of the door were the mad gunner stood, telling them that he'd try his best not to slow them down. Taking his left hand, he grabbed onto the collar of Ichiryuu and swung back. Lifting the gunner of his feet and hurling him directly backwards as razor sharp claws struck where he had last stood. The femine creature standing in the door way, it had regenerated from the last barrage of attacks. During the same motion of tossing the male back two meters the Yonkou lifted his foot and smashed it into the face of the women, using the momentum of the throw to spin his foot into the skull of the creature. The beast starring dully at him before being sent back into the room. Returning to a proper stance the male grabbed onto the handle of the metal door and slammed it. The second creature locked behind its crude shape as it slashed against the door. Returning his nodachi to his chest from his right hand the man struck through the door, the weapon made of the rare sea stone passed through the substance with ease and ripped right through the chest of the creature as a shrill howl was released before he took the blade out of it. Swiping his blade at the ground to remove any imperfections & blood from the undead female. The Yonkou took a deep breath and began to look at their surroundings more clearly, it was still far to dark to see anything beyond five meters. Without the landscape being lit up in fire, with undead shadows. However he knew he was at the wrong end of the ship, clearly behind them were the brute fell was the very back end of the ship, which meant they had to head the other way. Though the ship shook horribly as he turned around, another conclusion arising in his head. Directing his attention in that direction, he passed javier and the other two. "move." his nodachi finding its home back in his sheathe. It was likely the host of this event had trapped more then one group with all these undead, though why would he go as far as sinking Thriller Bark. Though this blinding dark was getting on the nerves of the young male, even he was loosing sight of what was in front of him at this point. Closing his eyes, the Yonkou moved through the darkness. His sight was useless, his other senses would be much better at this point, without focus on sight they were heightened slightly. He could hear the footsteps of the undead beneath them, and the growns around them. "model: Noir." he said to the other Supernova behind him. They had not met before, but being a Supernova it was hard to have not heard of him. "mind giving us a light." he smirked, it was likely the cyborg had night vision, but a crude flame thrown from his mouth was much more epic. TEMPLATE FOR GENBU THE YONKOU

[ADMINSAUR AARON]

Camera's with night vision zoomed into the young surviour, so they had passed their first test on Thriller Bark with an A+, well to be fair, those undead were very disposable and weak. Leaning forward a cloaked figure lowered his lips down to a microphone, speakers upon the ships many buildings and towers echoed for a second. " Hahahahaha, so you defeated the pawns, well we shall see how you do against the next wave." the voice cut out, as a spot light suddenly turned on and circled around the four. Stopping on the mad gunner, with an overwhelming blinding light. Within seconds the grounds they were on, were drowned in screams and moans. The horde knew their location now, not only this but whoever brought them here was increasing the toughness. Without any warning several sickly undead creatures launched a massive pile of sticky goo onto the party, splattering across the center of their group, going out 5 meters. With this, another set of undead emerged from the crowds surrounding, three young femine ones, much like the previous ones but smaller. Sobs coming from their lips till they spotted the part. The three of them, spotting the three in front, Genbu, Lich and Javier. Almost at a blinding speed, while the other three ones with the slowing snot like spit, approached the mad gunner, covering the area further in a pool of slime. The loud speaker turning back on, " Did i forget to mention, those little girls have claws made of seastone nail." as it cut out again.

[LICH T. NOIR]

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[atrb=width,300][atrb=style,padding:10px;] LICH T. NOIR THE MERCHANT OF DEATH Speakers and a spot light, the group was being watched. And by someone who had nothing useful to say. Lich spotted movement at multiple locations in front of the party and heard moans coming from both sides as well as the rear. The party was surrounded. As the voice finished speaking more pawns rose from the dirt, a few of them spraying the group with some sort of slime. No matter. Three smaller zombies similar to the female ones that had popped up within the building a short distance ahead of the group. The loudspeakers crackled once more as the voice informed the group that these small zombies that were now rushing them had seastone claws. What a waste on such pathetic creatures. Lich would be more than obliged to take care of such a valuable in their stead. Raising his left hand slowly he waited till the zombies were in range and fired his grappling hook hand, claws extended, at the creature blitzing the man who had payed him a compliment earlier. Grasping tightly to the creatures decaying head he crushed it's skull and moldy brain as he reeled it in. Now addressing the zombie that had made the mistake of rushing the cyborg himself... his right hand shot up catching the creature as his assassin blade pierced the soft skull and brain, killing it instantly. Ignoring the zombies further as he was sure the others in the group would somehow be able to manage he keeled down and began to extract the claws from the corpses of the corpses. Twenty new decent sized pieces of seastone were now the property of Lich as he deposited them into a pocket on the inside of his cloak. His movements were slightly restricted, most likely due to the slime that had been sprayed over him. An interesting substance... It almost deserved a closer inspection... Looted twenty small seastone claws

[Ichiryu Midora]

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[atrb=style, font family: Helvetica; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: #000000; border: 0px solid #000000; color: #FFFFFF; padding: 0px; opacity: 1.] He'd been saved by one of the others. Apparently the zombies he had shot through the head hadn't been quite dead. Somehow they had regenerated and attacked him when he wasn't looking. Still you couldn't blame him for being a bit distracted he'd just seen a man throw a huge beast with relative ease. He made a mental note to thank the guy later, but right now he was distracted by a camera and a spotlight. The spotlight nearly blinded him temporarily, but he leapt out of its gaze to give himself a few moments to recover his eyesight properly. He shook his head and blinked a few times. He saw the good about to fly and quickly moved his gun under his top to prevent it being covered in the goo. He had no idea what it would do to the firing mechanisms. The slime, he had no idea what it was, but he could see the source. He pulled out his main gun and fired three shots. They didn't seem to be advancing swiftly on in a pattern. They truly looked ill, and the slime was just gross. The shots were aimed between the eyes, an instant kill if they hit. "Whoever the fuck you are you better start running because your gonna get one of my guns shoved so far down your throat i'll be able to shoot your heart point blank." he said angrily. The goo had really pissed him off. He glanced over at the others. Lich had already taken care of two which left the yonkou and the supernova to deal with the other. It should be an easy task, even when they had seastone claws. As for him he didn't trust these zombies to stay dead so fired another three shots aiming to hit them in the head again. After that in very rapid time he'd reloaded the pistol and was ready incase they got up again.

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