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Planet Terror. Highway to Hell
In a windowless room, Lara sat with a sleeping infant against her chest—the room was dark and a strange film had her enthralled.
A man strapped to a table was surrounded on screen by a bunch of monks.
“You are discarded, you are the refuse of the past.” Said one of the monks.
“You’re fulla crap.” Replied the tied up man.
Lara had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing at that line.
Up on the roof, five women stood with their backs to the sun. Dusk was beginning to ruin their target practice.
BANG!
“good one…” Dylan nodded appreciatively as Catherine hit a zombie right between the eyes.
Their numbers had grown, and the mall was now surrounded. Some of the infected insisted on frothing and screaming from time to time. Some merely moaned and tried to smash the windows.
“What are they?” Alice asked, her voice hushed in awe of the spectacle before her.
“They’re us.” Bette responded. “When the gates of hell are full, the dead will walk again.” She spoke these words dramatically.
“What?” Helena asked. “When the gates of what are full?” She elbowed Bette playfully. “Since when do you believe in hell?”
Bette shrugged, looking round at her girlfriend. “I dunno. It’s something my granddad used to say. He was a voodoo priest in Haiti.”
“I thought you were from Philly?” Catherine asked politely.
Bette opened her mouth to say something, then closed it and shook her head confusedly. “You’re right actually. I have no idea why I said all of that.”
“Where are you from?” Helena asked Catherine, curious suddenly.
“England. Canada.” Catherine responded. “I’m…Cherokee.”
“No you’re not!” Dylan shouted from a few feet away. Catherine doubled over laughing. “She just likes saying that because she played Pocahontas in a movie once.”
“tsk tsk…” Bette said quietly, adjusting her aviator sunglasses and hitching her machine gun higher on her hip.
“Hey Bette.” Catherine tapped her shoulder and then waved at the sunset behind her. “It’s kinda dark to be wearing those, doncha think?”
“They’re just for effect.” Helena teased. “Let her have her sexy bad ass look until she’s blind as a bat.”
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Thrills, chills, and yummy elevator sex: what more could a reader want? As much as I love The Omega Man, I was preoccupied with the question of whether or not a zombie could infect a vampire; your answer here made total sense. Harpey is a more apt nickname for the now-decapitated vampire IMO. Whenever I hear the name Harpo, I think cuddly Marx Brother, and that loathsome iceberg Harper is anything but cuddly.
You posted … :) .. I like your part best .. zombie infected killing a go go Yay! .. I was a little concerned about Lara and the baby, ok, a lot. where are they going to now? how will they escape … what’s going to happen? … can sofa live with the suspense … *ooooh*
And I’ve been trying real hard to remember the password to the other username … and I couldn’t for aaaaaaages *eyeroll*
So it’s going to be a bit Dawn of the Life Undead with Steve Zissou the Omega Man, eh? Ace! Who will get crazy eye? My vote goes for Lara… it’s always the quiet ones… More collabos, this was awesome, even though I’m still badly singing “Love in an Elevator” by Aerosmith as a result. cheers!
rofl @ jp22 …. I love that song *smirks*
sofa, now we all know *why* you love that song…i think it’s fast becoming a new favorite of mine as well;) i’m going to have to figure out how to convince you on another collaboration…oh, and jp, i actually didn’t watch all of omega man. so i should do that eh? ok
oh, and i forgot to add: rufus, that intro is a nod to your suggestion to watch that creepy movie with heston about all those people who can’t be in the light. was that you who told me to watch it? it’s my new PT inspiration now, along with Dawn the original. though, this next chapter is going toward the Life Aquatic realm…Steve Zisou fighting zombies kinda thing
Must be a drag to be a decapitated vampire. Still undead but completely ineffectual, possibly for eternity. I’ve sometimes been ineffectual, but not to that extent. I was kind of sorry that Bette’s grandfather WASN’T a voodoo priest. That would have been interesting and maybe even helpful under the circumstances-but Bette would have to be a moron to wait this long to take advantage of such mojo. Glad that Alice didn’t butt into the middle of elevator magic. So what’s going to happen on the roof and what’s going on with the locals?
Oh, and NEVER be embarrassed to provide either zombies or smut-it fills a need in society, sort of like Alice’s sex toy vendor. So keep it cumm…I mean coming.
The Prime Minister I thought Franklin or Mr TOE
I really liked the vampire part but for some WEIRD reason, I was hoping to see one of the girls to kill the vampire with a stake in his heart like Buffy used to do heheh but it was good to see that Helena is back at the game!!! Oh and since helebette and sofa wrote this chapter, I have to say that it was really good and that you two make a great team and I can’t wait to see the next chapter of Ab Fab and PT…