Post by Song Nai on Nov 4, 2012 22:53:15 GMT -6
Well, I recently was assigned in school to make a play. I progressed kind of far in it and grew fond of some of the things I wrote and I always did want to try again at CYOA's. So here we go. Sometimes we'll get lengthy things, sometimes we'll get crazy things, and sometimes we'll get stapled together leaves of paper. It depends.
Lewis Wells was not a normal man. He kept a sturdy wall around his feelings and few people could ever admit to seeing him smile. Thus, Lewis was considered an outcast to societies' views due to his abnormal behavior.
But that's another backstory for another time.
It's four o'clock, the a pan of food is sizzling on the stove and the TV is on low while a radio is on high. Music blares through the apartment as Lewis works his jive and cooks his dinner.
All of a sudden,nekkid women zombies.
The TV shows scenes of horror and carnage as white pale bastards with eyes that seemed to jump out of their sockets lurched around in massive numbers and took to fine dining on any poor sod they could get their rotten hands/claws upon.
Lewis Wells was not a normal man. He turned off his stove, pulled all the curtains, and locked the door tight with a deadbolt and table before rolling into his bedroom and searching under the bed. He pulled out a box, his eyes getting misty and mind hazy as he recalls the contents.
With an all mighty appraisal, Lewis yanks off the cover and starts dressing himself with what's the box and arming himself for the battles to come.
Later, Lewis Wells is dressed in his old military group uniform. The sole survivor of a suicide mission his old flame Carter "Ice Queen" begged for him to not go on, Lewis bore his black and red uniform proudly as he loaded the decade old family shotgun his father presented to him and geared up with knives and ammo.
"Time to take on the world," The man mutters to himself, "One shell to the face at a time."
As if to answer his call for battle, a scream echoes from outside. Compounding it, there is suddenly a loud commotion outside his apartment door.
You decide the fate of this man, a man nicknamed, "Undead".
Lewis Wells 100%
Status: Normal
Inventory: Wells Shotgun (10/50), Combat Knife, Medi-gel (3), Medi-gel injector
Hop out the fire escape and see if it's a woman who needs help or a man that just suffered a really horrible groin attack
Unlock the wooden door, an all mighty zombie stopper, and deal with whatever fool dares to disturb the peace of Lewis Wells.
[C]Decide to forgo everything and just wait. Time doesn't wait for any man but Lewis isn't just any man
Lewis Wells was not a normal man. He kept a sturdy wall around his feelings and few people could ever admit to seeing him smile. Thus, Lewis was considered an outcast to societies' views due to his abnormal behavior.
But that's another backstory for another time.
It's four o'clock, the a pan of food is sizzling on the stove and the TV is on low while a radio is on high. Music blares through the apartment as Lewis works his jive and cooks his dinner.
All of a sudden,
The TV shows scenes of horror and carnage as white pale bastards with eyes that seemed to jump out of their sockets lurched around in massive numbers and took to fine dining on any poor sod they could get their rotten hands/claws upon.
Lewis Wells was not a normal man. He turned off his stove, pulled all the curtains, and locked the door tight with a deadbolt and table before rolling into his bedroom and searching under the bed. He pulled out a box, his eyes getting misty and mind hazy as he recalls the contents.
With an all mighty appraisal, Lewis yanks off the cover and starts dressing himself with what's the box and arming himself for the battles to come.
Later, Lewis Wells is dressed in his old military group uniform. The sole survivor of a suicide mission his old flame Carter "Ice Queen" begged for him to not go on, Lewis bore his black and red uniform proudly as he loaded the decade old family shotgun his father presented to him and geared up with knives and ammo.
"Time to take on the world," The man mutters to himself, "One shell to the face at a time."
As if to answer his call for battle, a scream echoes from outside. Compounding it, there is suddenly a loud commotion outside his apartment door.
You decide the fate of this man, a man nicknamed, "Undead".
Lewis Wells 100%
Status: Normal
Inventory: Wells Shotgun (10/50), Combat Knife, Medi-gel (3), Medi-gel injector
Hop out the fire escape and see if it's a woman who needs help or a man that just suffered a really horrible groin attack
Unlock the wooden door, an all mighty zombie stopper, and deal with whatever fool dares to disturb the peace of Lewis Wells.
[C]Decide to forgo everything and just wait. Time doesn't wait for any man but Lewis isn't just any man