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Anonymous Wed 07 Aug 2024 16:01:48 No.68069525 Report

lright, I’ve written greentexts before but they were always more goofy story light stuff. Going to try and make an effort here but it won’t be of the same quality as others. Here. Zombie apocalypse shit

>It was 3 months after the initial outbreak that had turned their beloved city into a charnel house
>The dead stumble and wander mindlessly through the remains of civilization, hungrily searching for prey
>What survivors still left remain cloistered away in isolated bands, hidden away from the horrors of the outside world
>Hide,
>Scavenge
>Steal
>Kill
>They each do whatever it takes in order to survive in a world where an act of kindness could get your skull caved in or your guts torn from your stomach
>For one band though, this wasn’t an issue
>While the world burned around them, the survivors huddled together behind boarded up windows and barricaded doors
>After the first week, all the screaming and sounds of dying and feasting stopped, replaced by…silence
>They had defensible house, well stocked with weapons and supplies, they had little reason to venture out
>Life was boring bearable
All they had to do was stay inside and they would live
>At first anyway
>Unfortunately, after 2 months of being hunkered down, supplies were starting to dwindle, no supplies, no survival
>There was only one option left. They would have to venture outside and scavenge

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Anonymous Wed 07 Aug 2024 16:02:53 No.68069541 Report

Quoted By: >>68069560

>>68069525
>The door to the store creaked open inch by inch, carefully, quietly
>When the gap was just wide enough, there was a blur of pink and purple as the two Dino’s quickly slid through the open space, desperate to get out of the open street
>Just as quietly as he opened it, Reed closed the door behind them with a soft ‘click’
>”Do…do you think that horde saw us?” Trish asked quietly, her fingers tightening around her blood soaked, razor wire wrapped hockey stick
>”No, I don’t think so. They were heading left down 8th street. I think we’re good.” Reed replied, though he hadn’t taken his eyes off the door, and he had his own weapon, that katana bought off dBay, at the ready
>”So, what’s the plan then? It’s almost dark man, we can’t be out once the sun goes down, you know that.” The lack of viable looting sites had forced the pair deeper and deeper into the city with every excursion
They had never been this far or out this late before
>It wasn’t a good sign
>The Raptor turned to face her, putting a hand on her shoulder
>He flashed her his most reassuring smile, hoping to lift her spirits somewhat
>”Look Trish, chill, we’ll be fine. We still have like 2 hours in the day left. S’plenty of time to get home.”
>Of course neither of them really wanted to acknowledge how they had hardly found any supplies today and the trip was looking like a bust
>”We just hunker down here for like, 10 minutes, maybe see what we can find and then slip out of the back and head-”
>The purple Triceratops jerked upright, bringing a finger to her lips before pointing towards the display window
>There between the cardboard cutouts and shelves displaying cheap tat, figures become visible in the street

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Anonymous Wed 07 Aug 2024 16:03:59 No.68069560 Report

Quoted By: >>68069579

>>68069541
>Quickly and quietly, the two Dinos separated out, taking cover behind the many rows of shelves, crouching down low, weapons at the ready
>Partially visible amongst all the display pieces, more and more figures shambled into view, each of them emitting low groans or dry raspy gargles as bloodied torn legs carried their mishapen, gaunt and mutilated forms through the street in an ever increasing mass
>Trish peered around her corner and pulled a face at Reed. “I thought you said they were heading down 8th street?!” She hissed quietly.
>”I thought they were. They must have doubled back, maybe they saw a racoon or something, fuck, I don’t know.” Had he just trapped them, he wondered
>”Then what are we gonna do now? There’s loads of them out there now!”
>”Fuck…Just..Just gimme a minute…” Had he just doomed them? Now there was a terrifying thought
>He glanced behind him further down the store, the place seem remarkably untouched despite the end of the world
>The shelves were lined with comics, ugly cheap plastic figures, wall posters and shirts
>They were in a comic shop by the looks of it. Or as Anon described them once, ‘pop culture outlets’
>The thought of happier simplier times made him smile just a little. Anon sure loved his rants against nomries
>”And what are you smirking about?” Trish asked in a huff
>He shook his head. “Ah, nothing. Look, just-just head to the back of the store. They can’t see us through all that crap in the window, so we should be good. C’mon.”
>The pair both turned and stealthily squat-waddled their way down the isles until finally meeting at the far end by the counter…and a large flight of stairs leading up to a second floor

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Anonymous Wed 07 Aug 2024 16:05:00 No.68069579 Report

Quoted By: >>68069599

>>68069560
>Once safely away and fully out of sight, the they both rose
>”So I ask again O wise leader.What the fuck are we gonna do? As far as I can see, there IS no backdoor out of this place.”
>She was right, there wasn’t. They were trapped
>Fuck
>No.
>No he wouldn’t let panic overcome him. They could still get out of this mess, it just might take longer
>”We stay the night.”
>”What?!” Trish almost shouted, lowering her volume at just the last second before letting it out. “Reed are you fucking high? We’re stuck in the middle of a zombie infested city with a God damn horde right outside. And you think staying here is a good idea?!”
>”What else can we do, Trish?” He snapped back, his anger momentarily getting the better of him. “You literally just said there’s a horde outside. What do you suggest? We either stay in here and wait, or head out while they’re all still out there. And if by some miracle we survive, you think we can get home once it’s dark?”
>She seemed to deflate at that, her eyes dropping and shoulders slumping as the realization hit her. They really were fucked no matter what
>”I…I…Yeah you have a point…Man it’s just all going down hill”
>Reed sighed. She knew exactly how to tug at his hear strings. Putting an arm around her shoulder, he pulled her into a hug. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to snap like that.”
>”Nah it’s fine Reed…I think I was just looking for an excuse to get angry…Worlds gone to shit and we couldn’t do anything about it , you know?” She looked up at him with a sad smile. “I just wanted something I could vent at.”

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Anonymous Wed 07 Aug 2024 16:06:05 No.68069599 Report

Quoted By: >>68069622

>>68069579
>He planted a little kiss on her forehead, making her wince but giggle quietly. “Don’t think like that, we’ll be fine.” He raised his sword to the stairs leading to the second floor. “Look, they’ll probably have a storage room or a break room or something up there. We find it, we block the door, we should be good for the night. Then when morning comes around, we make a break for it. How’s that sound, eh?”
>She looked up at him, the sad smile replaced by one just a little more hopeful
>”Yeah that could work”
>The Raptor leaned in, whispering quietly by Trish’s ear. “And I still have that pack of rubbers I found in that crashed car, still in date you know. How about I make it up to you for getting us into this mess, hmm? Good way to spend the night if you ask me.”
>Her smile became a mischievous grin, oh how he loved to see it.
>”Mhmm yeah I suppose that can work. You said you have a full pack? I expect you to use at least three mister.” She teased, pulling away as she headed towards the stairs
>”Well, it has been a while, I think I can manage.” Reed coos back. “Just lemme call Fang and let the the gang know we’re holding down the fort for the night.”
>After one quick call on their walkie talkies alerting Fang to their situation and several assurances that they’ll be fine , they agreed to try and meet up in the morning. Hopefully they can renter the city as a group and maybe find more supplies
>As the two of them stood at the foot of the stairs, they peered up at the large red sign that hung from the ceiling
>MANGA
>The Raptor turned to the Triceratops
>”Think we should bring some back for Anon and Fang?”
>”Why?” Trish asked. “We’ve got plenty of books back home.”
>”Because not all of us enjoy reading the mountain of true crime and history books Fang’s dad has in his study.” Reed teased.

Anonymous Wed 07 Aug 2024 16:07:06 No.68069622 Report

Quoted By: >>68069649

>>68069599
>She bristled at that. “Look, they're not as bad as you’re all saying, okay? Some really good stuff there, all I’m saying.”
>”Yeah yeah, sure there is.” He laughed, taking the first few steps up the to the second floor. “C’mon. The sooner we find somewhere to sleep for the night, the sooner we can have a little fun.”
>Trish was quick to chase after him up the stairs, quickly overtaking him as she went. “I want more than a little.”
>It became a race now. Each of them hustling upwards as fast as their legs could carry them, and for the first time in so long…
>They were having fun
>When Reed reached the top first, he raised his sword in the air, waving it about in triumph
>”Looks like I win.”
>”No…Fair…You…Cheated.” Trished huffed after him finally catching up
>”I cheated? Like, c’mon Trish. Just because I have better stamina than you. It’s all in that sweet Raptor DNA baby.”
>”Yeah..well…You better…make sure…you’re using…that stamina…real soon.” Trish gave his chest a painful prod before she doubled over, regaining her breath.
>”You good?”
>She waved her hand at him dismissively before throwing her head back. “Wew…yeah…yeah I’m good now.”
>”Good.” He nodded. “Good is good.”
>She nodded back, smirking. “Yeah. Good is good.”
The floor they were on looked almost the same as the one downstairs, only this one contained rows upon rows of shelves holding vast quantities of chinese style comics from the orient
>”Now then, let’s see what they have in-” Reed was cut off, both of them freezing as there came the sounds of movement from around one of the isles
>A low groan filled the air as something started to slump towards them

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Anonymous Wed 07 Aug 2024 16:08:09 No.68069649 Report

Quoted By: >>68069674

>>68069622
>”Well shit. Guess we’re not alone.” Trish muttered, raising her hockey stick
>Reed held up a hand quieting her for a moment.
>...
>”I think it’s just one. We should be good to take it out. Just uh, try not to be too noisy, okay?”
>The Triceratops rolled her eyes. “Pfft, as if I’m noisy.” She began walking forward, stick raised. “You’re kicking it downstairs once I drop it though, Agreed?”
>”Agreed.”
>”Good.” She smirked, as she rounded the corner. “Alright asshole, time to put you in the ground for-”
>Trish stopped
>She took a step back, and then another
>”Ah…fuck…”
>Reed was quick to come up behind her, his sword ready
>”Trish, what’s wro-”
>He stopped too
>There, slowly making its way towards them, arms outstretched…
>Was a green female Stegosaurus
>Her outfit and hands was covered in blood, probably from the massive bite mark to her neck
>Her eyes though glazed over and milky white, seemed to burn coldly with a hunger
>The pair quickly backed several feet away from their former friend
>”Fuck! Fuck…” Reed hissed, looking away for a moment as he tried to regain his bearings
>”We…We wondered what happened to her. I mean…we figured she was probably…you know…Gone.” Trish tightened her grip on her weapon. “But…man, fuck and shit and piss! I never thought we’d see her. I…where do you think Rosa is?” She looked up to face him, her eyes glistening with sadness.
>Sure the two of them were vastly different people, but they were still friends at the end of the day. Having fun at Rosa’s expense, humouring her with those dumb cards, sharing that beach fire at the end of summer that one year…
>She was getting closer and closer to them

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Anonymous Wed 07 Aug 2024 16:09:09 No.68069674 Report

Quoted By: >>68070028

>>68069649
>”Trish…I…look, just…just go around her. Find that storage room and…and I guess I’ll…sort her out.” God this was horrible, he thought. What absolutely shit rotten luck
>She opened her mouth to protest but closed it a moment later, acquiescencing with a nod
>With one last reluctant look at what Stella had become, she hurriedly shot down another isle, wanting as much distance between the two as possible
>Reed raised his sword and readied himself
>”Stella, God what do I even say? I’m so…so sorry for what you’ve become. I hope you weren’t in too much pain, in….” He let out a sigh. “You know…the end. If there’s any part of you left in there. Forgive me.”
>The raspy murmur she let out almost passed for a response. As if she was actually trying to speak to him
>But Reed knew there was nothing there
>Nothing but hunger behind those eyes
>Without another word, he brought his blade down.
>The two of them sat huddled up in the breakroom at the back of the store
>With the door blocked with tables and chairs, the couple were safe for the night
>But there was no joy or relief as they clung tightly to one another
>Only a grief shared in silence
>When sleep did eventually come, it was a black dreamless void
>Today was a reminder of how cruel the world had become
>It was a promise of sorts
>Things would only ever get worse from here on
>The world was changing, they would either have to change with it, or die like so many others had already

FIN

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Any good, yay or nay? Too edgy? Poorly written?I realzied I fucked up and some weren’t green. SHIT. Like I said, I’m used to doing more goofy greentexts that are 5 exactly 5 posts in length.
I like zombie apocalypse as settings. I think they’re neat. But I’ll be real, it was either gonna be misery or smut