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       Re: The Perfect Time for a Convict!
       By: OGluke Date: March 4, 2012, 2:37 am
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       call is a lucky break for the prisoners but zombies!? is like an
       early death sentence with those brainsuckers eating everybody
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       Re: The Perfect Time for a Convict!
       By: Wetbizket Date: March 4, 2012, 1:57 pm
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       Oh no not jack!!!!! There going to the hospital, thats the belly
       of the beast!
       Its been awhile since some one has done a zombie story since we
       started that zombie RP back in the SR forums, reminds me of back
       in the day when we had all those bad ass zombie stories!
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       Re: The Perfect Time for a Convict!
       By: Gangstarr4 Date: March 4, 2012, 11:51 pm
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       See this is how uu make a comback
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       Re: The Perfect Time for a Convict!
       By: Amaris Date: March 5, 2012, 7:09 am
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       ^^ Ikr?
       Very nicely done, I can't wait for more! :D
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       Re: The Perfect Time for a Convict!
       By: Yossi Date: March 5, 2012, 11:31 am
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       Well, thanks guys :) Like a skidmark on some tramp's undies...
       it always comes back! Sort of... probs not the best example
       haha. Next chapter'll be up soon.
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       Re: The Perfect Time for a Convict!
       By: Yossi Date: March 5, 2012, 11:46 am
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       Part 1: Chapter 5
       The group reached the hospital and parked in the staff car park
       around the back. Vicky got out her staff key and opened the back
       entrance to the hospital... surprisingly there weren't any
       zombies around. Simon helped Jack onto his shoulder and carried
       him into the hospital. Amelia and Travis followed in and closed
       the doors behind them. Vicky ran down one of the corrdiors and
       into one of the theatre room's, Simon carried Jack into the room
       and placed him on the table.
       "Right, um... they should be in this cupboard!".
       "Do you want me to help Vicky?", said Simon.
       "Um, no I'll be alright thanks. You can get some coffee for me
       though... it might take a while."
       "I guess I'll be hanging here then!", said Jack.
       Simon left the theatre room and closed the doors behind him.
       Simon reunited with Amelia and Travis and headed into the lobby
       to get coffee for Vicky. The noise from the lobby grew as they
       approached the door, it wasn't a usual zombie noise though, is
       sounded... human!
       "We can't go in there, it's suicide!", said Travis.
       "You don't know until you've actually gone in", said Amelia.
       Simon, Amelia and Travis continued to approach the door. The
       noise of shouting was heard, was someone getting mauled to
       death? Then a gunshot! Amelia, Travis and Simon ran into the
       lobby and had their guns at the ready. The door's going into the
       lobby blasted open and the trio entered to find one of the
       survivors dead via shotgun. There were about 20 survivors
       hanging out in the lobby all looking at the trio in surprise.
       The leader of the crowd, Boykin emerged from the front of the
       crowd and welcomed Simon, Amelia and Travis.
       "How'd you get in here?", said Boykin.
       "Back door!", said Travis.
       "Back door? Impossible, we barricaded it."
       "Well, it wasn't barricaded when we entered.", said Simon.
       "Hey, who was supposed to barricade the back?", said Boykin to
       the crowd of survivors.
       They all looked at him in confusion. Then all of a sudden...
       "Erick, Mr. Boykin!".
       Boykin looked back at the group.
       "You haven't seen Erick have you?"
       "Sorry. There was a couple of dead bodies but no alive ones.",
       said Travis.
       Back at the theatre Vicky continued to patch up Jack's wounds.
       There was a scraping noise on the theatre door. Vicky and Jack
       looked tormented.
       "Is that a...?".
       "No Jack, it's probably just Simon with the coffee".
       The scraping continued and a silhouette of a man was seen
       through the window. Then a scream. The doors blasted open and
       Erick fell onto the theatre floor. Numerous zombies overpowered
       him and began to devour his corpse. Jack and Vicky looked at the
       scene terrifically. Jack stumbled to his feet and searched into
       his pocket for his pistol. He begun to shoot at the zombies.
       Vicky hid in the corner of the theatre pertrified but shooting
       at the zombies if she had the chance. All the zombies were
       killed. Jack stumbled to the corner Vicky was in.
       "Are you alright Jack?".
       "No... There's more of them!".
       "What!?"
       "They must have got through the back door... a whole bunch of
       'em."
       "Oh fuck sake... what are we going to do!"
       "You need to get out of here, I'll stay here and handle them
       off!"
       "No... we'll wait for the other's they'll be back soon."
       The couple waited in the now open theatre room for the rest of
       the undead to come and devour them while the whole crowd of
       survivors in the lobby had no clue what so ever what was going
       to happen.
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       Re: The Perfect Time for a Convict!
       By: Aussie Boy Date: March 6, 2012, 7:48 pm
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       This story is great dude, nice work.
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       Re: The Perfect Time for a Convict!
       By: Wetbizket Date: March 7, 2012, 2:02 pm
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       I knew it!!! Aussies right this is one freaking great!!!
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       Re: The Perfect Time for a Convict!
       By: Yossi Date: March 7, 2012, 2:16 pm
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       Wow, thanks guys, didn't know it'd be this good :D Hehe, I'll
       try and get the next chapter up tommorow!
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       Re: The Perfect Time for a Convict!
       By: Yossi Date: March 8, 2012, 10:43 am
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       Part 1: Chapter 6
       Simon opened the door leading into the corridor and returned to
       the theatre Jack and Vicky were in. There wasn't a soul around.
       "Where've they gone?", said Simon.
       Simon searched the room top to bottom and still couldn't find
       them. He opened one of the drawers in the medicine cupboard and
       found an identification card. It read "Pat Kelly".
       "Pat Kelly? It can't be... He died didn't he?".
       Out of nowhere a shadow of a large man appeared behind Simon,
       the large man was holding some sort of weapon but it was hard to
       make out what it was. Simon quickly turned around and fell to
       the floor. It was Pat Kelly.
       "He didn't die, cos' he's standing right in front of you!", said
       Pat.
       "But, I saw you die Pat, it's impossible!".
       "You might have seen me fall to the floor, blood gushing, but
       you didn't see me die... I'm alive!".
       Pat turned around to see a stalking zombie and swung his weapon
       at the corpse removing it's head. The weapon was revealed to be
       a spiked baseball bat.
       "What are you doing here anyway Simon? Thought you got banged
       up?".
       "I did, I got out though, luckily!".
       "Luckily?"
       "Everyone else was killed... either eaten or killed by the
       inmates who turned psycho!".
       "Well, what d'ya know..."
       "I know that Travis got out too though... and Amelia!".
       Pat looked at Simon in disgust. Something was wrong.
       "Amelia Santos? The jail guard?".
       "Yeah, that's right."
       "That's... nice to know Simon."
       Pat turned away from Simon and cracked a sly smile, he quickly
       turned back to Simon closely grasping his spiked bat.
       "Where are they then?"
       "They're in the lobby!"
       "Oh... Well we need..."
       One of the survivors from the lobby had started screaming
       grabbing Simon and Pat's attention, they quickly entered the
       lobby and reunited with Travis and Amelia. The barricade to the
       front entrance had been breached and hordes of zombies entered
       killing numerous survivors.
       "Oh no!", said Amelia.
       "Quick, get to the elevators!", said Pat.
       "You're joking aren't you?", said Travis.
       "No! Unless you want to go that way!"
       Pat pointed to the front entrance where the zombies were
       entering. Simon, Pat and Amelia headed for the elevator's in the
       corridor. Boykin saw the fleeing group and followed them into
       the corridor. Travis looked around in confusion and turned to
       face the corridor. He began to run for the corridor but was
       tackled to the ground by a zombie. He was bitten. He overpowered
       the zombie and some how got to his feet to reach the corridor.
       The elevator doors opened and the group charged into the
       elevator, pressing floor number 12. The door's closed. The
       elevator was crowded, Amelia attended to Travis while Simon, Pat
       and Boykin stood against the elevator walls. The doors opened,
       floor 12, not a person in sight. Simon and Boykin grabbed Travis
       and lifted him up onto their shoulders, they escorted him into
       the staff room which was just opposite the staff room. Pat and
       Amelia quickly followed behind. Travis was put onto one of the
       sofas.
       "What are we going to do?", said Amelia.
       "Well, we're going to have to kill him!", said Pat.
       "No... don't!".
       "Amelia! There's no denying that he won't change because he will
       okay!", said Simon.
       Amelia looked at Travis is sadness then looked back at Simon.
       "How are we going to get out of here?", said Amelia.
       "I haven't got a clue!", said Simon.
       "Wait, isn't there a helicopter school nearby?", said Boykin.
       "Yeah, so...", said Pat.
       "Well... if I can get a helicopter to land on the roof of the
       hospital I can fly us away!".
       "It's not going to be that easy pal, you can't just walk into a
       helicopter school and plus... well... none of us know how to
       drive a helicopter!", said Pat.
       "I do... I've got my license."
       "Why didn't you do that earlier then Boykin? It would have saved
       a lot more people!", said Amelia.
       "I'm sorry. It's going to be a long job though, I'll have to
       refuel the helicopter, make sure it's okay to drive."
       "Make sure you can actually get into the school!", said Simon.
       "Exactly, I can't do it alone though!".
       "I'll help you!", said Simon.
       "You can't do it!".
       "Why not? I haven't got anything else to lose have I?".
       "Fine then. When shall we set off?", said Boykin.
       "Soon. First I need to pack some supplies though, just in case
       we go off track!", said Simon.
       Simon searched in a couple of the cupboards and took out a
       couple of supplies for food and put them in a backpack that was
       in the room. They would set off to get the helicopter at nine,
       it was soon approaching that time.
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