Space cruse mixed with zombies

[Ben]

Your a group of friends in a space cruse yes a cruse you and your friends have been sharing a room since one of you heard screaming down the hall so you've all been improvising on weapons in case any intruders were to come in.. Last night you all heard screaming it went on all night none of you could sleep

The morning finally comes your all on edge



I come out of the bathroom rubbing my eyes the drowsiness was getting to me I had been fashioning weapons all night I have in my hand one of the legs of the desk that I fashioned to a point

[nixon/monto]

(I stand at the door peeking through the peep hole.) "I haven't seen anyone or heard anything lately. But that doesn't mean were still safe. Are you sure they can't knock down this door Ben?

[Xenno]

Xenno had been trying to keep out of sight; he rushed down a hall and banged on any doors that could be holding a group of scared passengers, "help me! Please someone open a door; I don't want to get eaten." For a xenomorph this would seem strange; asking for help or talking period, Xenno was a bit different...and a lot smarter than he should of been.
"Please Someone help me!"

[nixon/monto]

(I hear the screams and tell Ben.) "let's hope they can't knock this door down." (The yelling gets closer.) "should we help?"

[Buna]

*Walks around the ship* "Hello... PPL... oh well, I guess I'll just do my own thing"

[Tim Siguire]

Hm?!... *Twitch Twitch, Twitch Twitch* Another one has lived, it seems.
*Fast walking* Find someone alive. Ah? Hey there, bunny looking guy... you safe?

[Buna]

"I'M NOT A BUNNY YOU CUN-...... I mean umm... Hi other survivor" *points to the mess hall* "There's things in there... unpleasant things..."  "Hey do you have any weapons on you? I left all my stuff in my room, but it's on the other side of the ship"

[Tim Siguire]

Sorry for the misunderstanding. I have a short knife. I kept it in this sheathe.

I also took a box of facemasks, but I lost and have 2 in my pockets.


Have you seen any other survivors?

[Buna]

"No but I saw an arm, leg, intestines hanging from the ceiling, and the Captain of the ship... hanging around... from the ceiling... on a rope... with lots of bullet/laser holes"

[Tim Siguire]

  That's terrible! What insanity inducing beast caused this?? I remember waking up to remains of random furs...
Happy I survived, and you did too, that's good enough.

[Tim Siguire]

...>_>.... shall we get moving?

[Charlie]

*Bang bang bang* the tri-shot gun goes as Axle unloads round after round in to each zombies brain. "Like fish in a barrel! Hahaha! This is the most fun I've had on this cruse yet!" Axle yells witth child like glee.

[Rayleonarde]

((Kind of a novel idea here, really,  piqued my interest))



*After spending a few nights in a janitorial closet, I grope around for the handle.  After hearing the firearm discharging, I figured that now'd be a good time as any to get caught as a stow away.  I finally find the door handle, and push it open, tumbling out of the closet in a jumbled mess of rope and cleaning supplies.  I stand up slowly, taking in my surroundings, and nearly collapse on my knees.  The smell of death is thick.  I eventually cope, and pick up a mop, tapping about.*  "Hello?  What happened, is anyone still alive?!"