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Project Z Part 2
Before I write the next part of my story, I'd like to give a special thanks to BookBug, who was the first person that left a comment. And not only was that comment heartwarming, but it also encouraged me to continue this story, because I don't think of myself as much of a writer.
Now, without further adeu, please enjoy Project Z Part 2! (Ooh! That rhymed!)
I would have been fine if it was another zombie. In fact, I would have preffered a zombie. "Ahem...So...how did you end up here...John?" He turned around quickly to face me. He obviously didn't know I was there. If you are wondering who John is...well, let me put it to you this way. He likes zombies more than he likes me. "What the heck?! What are YOU doing here?! I hoped you were DEAD!!!" He said angrily. See what I mean? He doesn't like me. "Look, what I want to know is: how come you couldn't hear or see me from up here?" I asked him. "Well...I...I just...I DIDN"T, OKAY!?" He said as he reached into his pocket. "No! D-don't do it John! I...I didn't...why..." I trailed off. My voice seemed to dissapear. I tried to speak, but my voice wouldn't come. So I did what I do best. Run. "Oh, so NOW you run away like a wimp, after I pull a gun on you!" He said as he raced after me. I burst through the door. I was outside now. I didn't care how many zombies there were. I just kept on running. Suddenly, I heard a loud BANG! a split second later, I had a sudden burst of excruciating pain in my shoulder. I let out a tremendous yell. John had hit his target. Me. My legs stopped short and I tumbled to the ground. My vision blurred as I rolled onto my back. I could barley glance to where John was walking up to me. "I've waited a long time for this." He said as he cocked his Desert Eagle. But right before he was about to pull the trigger, a horde of zombies tackled him and devoured him. "Well, that took care of that problem." I said under my breath. "...But it also made a new one." I started to try and get up to my feet slowly without being noticed, but as soon as I straightened up, one of the zombies turned its head and hissed at me. Then, I ran as fast as I could. The horde would be upon me soon. I reached into my pocket to pull out my .44 Magnum, but...it...wasn't...there. The thought that I was surrounded by zombies without a weapon made me stop dead in my tracks. But I quickly regained my senses when I heard growling and hissing right behind me. I started running as fast as my tired legs would carry me. But I was starting to slow down. I was hungry, my legs were burning, and my shoulder was still throbbing. I ducked into an alley before the zombies turned the corner. I started backing up more into the alley as I heard the zombies coming closer. But then another sound caught my attention. There were footsteps behind me. I whipped around only to come face-to-face with a dark figure before blacking out.
I hope you enjoyed Part 2 of Project Z! Still, you can continue the story in your own way, and if you want to do it, you should do it ASAP because if nobody does it for this part (just like the last) then I will take away the opportunity and continue it myself. But I would love it if any of you would leave comments on how I should get out of this mess! (Reffering to the story) I will choose my favorite option out of all of them (just know that it could still be mine). Also the winner of the option ''contest'' (above) will be featured in my story! All you have to do is tell me what kind of roll you want to have. Such as:
Name:
Gender:
Age:
Weapon:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Good luck, and see you all next time!
NOTE: The questions above are for the story only. It is your descision to share personal information or not.
submitted by MinecraftKid, age 11, Planet Earth
(January 1, 2017 - 2:19 pm)
(January 1, 2017 - 2:19 pm)
This one's just as good as the first one! Ummmm maybe he could wake up when the thinks just about to devour him and he trips the thing up and then runs away, climbing up the walls of the alley way until hes at the top of the building? Sorry, everyone else will probably come upnwith something better...
(January 1, 2017 - 4:55 pm)
Okay,
Name: Lestrade Dublin
Gender: Male
Age: 35
Weapon: A shotgun with explosive bullets.
Likes: Suits, being clean, having power.
Dislikes: Dirty places, zombies, traitors.
Can I add some more specifacations?
Appearance: Wears a suit and bowtie. Has a handlebar mustache, and wears a top hat.
Pearsonality: Very well-mannered, polite, and seems much to nice/fancy to be fighting zombies.
Other: He seems like he's rich. You can decide.
(January 2, 2017 - 11:49 am)
Since there are only a small (2) amount of suggestions, I will use both. (I really hate playing favorites, anyways).
(January 2, 2017 - 2:49 pm)
Craft, you can, if you want, just post the next part here.
(January 3, 2017 - 4:18 pm)
Project Z Part 3
I woke up to find myself in a dark alley...I couldn't remember why I was there...Suddenly, I remembered. Where is that dark figure? I thought to myself. I slowly started to get up. I looked around. My head ached. I saw that the ladder from the fire exit was down, so I assumed that was what hit me in the head. I didn't see anybody, so I started to get up to my feet, but then got tackled by a zombie. I think me and the zombie struggled for a long time. I was terrified, so I couldn't tell how long we were fighting. But I was able to shove it away far enough to get to the fire exit ladder. "Come on, come on!!!" I said frantically as I climed. I didn't think the zombie could follow me, but I still kept on running up the steps. I stopped a few minutes later to catch my breath. I then heard a door burst open just below the platform I was standing on. I looked down. "DANG IT!!!" I let out as I saw a huge amount of zombies come out of the doorway, and onto the balcony. I started to run up more of the steps, as zombies burst out of more doors. I was about to get to another balcony when I saw it was loose. I very carefully crept onto it, but the zombies were gaining. as soon as I was about to climb onto the roof, the zombies came onto the loose platform that I was on. The platform started to fall. Everything seemed like slow motion. I reached for the tip of the roof, but I was too far. Just as I was about to close my eyes and accept my death, a hand came from on the roof and took mine. Everything was normal again. I saw a man with a handlebar mustache pulling me up onto the roof. When I was on the roof securely, I took deep breaths. I then saw the man pull on a top hat. I then got a good look at him. He had a bow tie and suit, and he was carrying a shotgun. "Excuse me...um...what's your name?" I asked. "My name" He said "Is Lestrade Dublin."
I hope you enjoyed Project Z Part 3! Special thanks to BookBug and Gared for helping me with this part of the story! Feel free to add more suggestions to continue the story, and give me your character so I can put you in the story! See you next time!
(January 4, 2017 - 11:49 am)
Okay, that was awsome. Feel free to make Dublin rather funny. He is supposed to be kind of impossible: a action hero who wears a suit and tophat.
(January 5, 2017 - 12:45 am)
Project Z Part 4
"Lestrade Dublin" I said. "Why does that sound familiar?" I asked. "Well, I am known to a lot of people who read the paper." Lestrade Dublin said. "Mind if I call you Lestrade?" I asked. "Not at all." He replied. "Maybe I can call you 'Lester'!" I said playfully. "Ha-ha-No." He said sereously. We both stood there for a good 5 minutes in awkward silence, until he burst out laughing. I looked at him, questioning why he was laughing. I wanted to trust him and laugh too, but I couldn't until I trusted this guy. He laughed for about a minute. When he calmed down, he looked at me questionably. "What's the matter?" He asked. "Well, last time I ran into somebody, they tried to kill me. And they got as far as to blow a hole in my shoulder." I said. I suddenly winced at the sudden pain in my shoulder that had been toned out by my adrenalin. It hurt less than it did when it happened. "Hang on, let me take a look at that." Lestrade said. "Fine." Came my pained reply. "Oh, my. That isn't good. This might hurt...a lot." He said. "Well, at least you're honest." I said, preparing myself for a lot of pain. "GAH!" I yelled. I started to breath heavily. My vision blurred again, only for a shorter period of time. "Well, I got the bullet out" He said. "But, the bleeding has increased. Luckily, I always carry my hankerchief." He said as he put the hankerchief on my wound. "How do you know that that isn't dirty?" I asked. "Because I haven't used it." He said. That's a big hankerchief. I thought to myself. "Hey, why is your hankerchief so big?" I asked. "Well, you never know when you might need a 1 foot long 1 foot wide hankerchief." Lestrade said. "Ha ha, well-" I was cut short by the sound of banging on the door that leads to the roof. "L-Lestrade?" I said in a shaky voice. "Just stay behind me!" He said as he pulled out his shotgun. "COME ON, ZOMBIES! GIVE ME YOUR BEST SHOT!" He yelled. The zombies then burst throught the door. A normal Spas-12 won't stop all those zombies! I thought, scared. I closed my eyes tightly. But then I heard small explosions. I opened my eyes cautiously, only to see that the shotgun shells held explosive bullets! "Woah!" I said as all the zombies were falling to the ground in fire and smoke. "Alright. That cleared most of them, so let's get moving." He said as he started walking towards the door. He turned around. "Are you coming?" He said. "Well...I don't have a weapon." I said. He then reached down to a police zombie and took its gun, tossing the gun to me. "Thanks." I said. Nice, an M1911! I thought to myself, as I started walking with Lestrade down the stairs into unknown danger.
(January 5, 2017 - 12:30 pm)
Sorry, I forgot to say on Project Z Part 4 that the you still can suggest things for how I should continue the story, and if you give me your character, I will put you in the story.
See you next time!
MinecraftKid
(January 5, 2017 - 12:33 pm)
Oh! I want to be in!
Name: Charley Henson
Gender: Male
Age: 47
Weapon: RPG plus a combat knife (just in case)
Likes: Things that go boom, being prepared
Dislikes: Being out of ammo, not being prepared, fluffy things
(January 5, 2017 - 5:56 pm)
(January 5, 2017 - 9:32 pm)
Sorry I didn't reply sooner! I just have a lot on my plate at the moment, so thanks for being patient! SORRY!
(January 8, 2017 - 9:04 pm)
Project Z Part 5
As we descended the stairs, I couldn't help but feel we were being watched. I figured it was just a zombie or something, but I just couldn't shake the feeling. As we rounded a corner, the feeling stopped. Strange. I thought to myself. As soon as the feeling started up again, I whipped around to see what was causing the feeling. I saw the top of a head peeking from around the corner, then the sound "AH!" followed as the person ran away. "Huh." I said as I shrugged. Lestrade looked at the hallway behind us. "Who's there? We won't hurt you." He called out. The head slowly peeked back. Then his body came into view. "Hello. I am Charley Henson. Sorry about that. It's pro'bly creepy to know that you's been watched." He said. "But, we should pro'bly git goin', or them walkin' nightmares'll git us." "..Yeah." I said awkwardly. "Whelp, let's get a move on!" Said Lestrade suddenly. We started to walk down the corridor again, but I felt that I was being watched again. "Stop it please, Charley." I said, irritated. "Stop whut, z'actly?" He said innocently. "Looking at me." I replied. "Li'l boy, I ain't lookin' at ye this-" He was cut short by the sound of groaning and hissing. "RUN!" Lestrade yelled. As we were running, we heard lots of zombies behind us. "Let me handle this!" Charley said, whipping out an RPG. How come I never get the cool guns? I thought to myself. Suddenly, the large explosion from the RPG rang out. It shook the room, and then the worst happened. "IT'S CAVING IN!!!" I yelled. "RUN, FELLERS!" Charley yelled in response. But it was too late. We were trapped. This is it. This is the end. I thought to myself. Just as the ceiling was about to cave in, Lestrade took my hand and jumped out the window. I looked over and saw that he was holding onto Charley as well. I couldn't tell when we landed. It was all a blur. But when I opened my eyes, my whole body ached. All I could hear was the sound of my heart beating, and something that Lestrade said. "Well that went well."
I hope you enjoyed Project Z Part 5! You are still free to give suggestions on how the story should continue, and to get in, all you have to do is give me your character, and I'll find a way to put you in!
See you next time, guys & girls!
(January 10, 2017 - 4:21 pm)
This is AMAZING! Love it sooooo much!
(January 13, 2017 - 3:25 pm)
Thanks, BookBug!
Your comments mean a lot to me, so I just want to say thank you.
(January 16, 2017 - 8:17 pm)
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