He's Gotta Lotta Guts

Who: Chris, Keto, Zombies
Where: Castle backdoor
When: During the castle infiltration
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<<SNIP>>
Suffice it to say that three, very large,
and very pissed off zombies had now rounded the corner. This would not
have been a problem did one of the zombies not have a large metal
chain and the other two not having biceps that made Keto's thighs look
like twigs, just waiting to be snapped.
"Shit" said Chris, summing up the situation as he turned on his heel
and ran, closely followed by Keto, headfirst into the 'Back gate' that
had decided to close itself since Chris entered, knocking the pair of
them unconcious on the floor.
<<END SNIP>>
Keto groaned as he opened his eyes. It began as a groan of "ow my
aching head, where am I?" and then rapidly proceeded through a "what
the smeg is that in front of me?" groan before progressing all the way
to a wide-awake, petrified, "WHAT THE SMEG IS THAT!?" groan that woke
Chris up too - who rapidly followed the same pattern as both
crewmembers sat bolt upright to see the three huge zombies lurching
unsteadily towards them, making muffled growling noises through their
sewn-up mouths.
The middle zombie, the largest one swung a clumsy arm forward - a
clumsy arm that was clutching the long metal chain. It snapped
forwards, barely missing the two Dwarfers as they rolled to their
sides, leaving the chain to smack up some mud from the ground between
them.
"Open the door, let us in!" came Jay's yell from behind the back door.
"Open the door and let us OUT!" yelled back Keto, scrambling to his
feet and then dodging back again as the chain-wielding zombie turned
after him, blocking him off from where Chris had rolled to, the other
two zombies following him. "Aargh!" yelled the doctor, jumping back
again as the tip of the chain thwacked against his toe. He guessed,
as he stumbled backwards, that it had broken at least two toes.
As he stumbled back, he tripped over a flagstone beneath his feet,
sending him tumbling backwards. This actually worked in his favour,
the next sweep of the chain sailing over his head rather than wrapping
neatly around his neck and snapping it like a twig. As he hit the
ground he rolled, reaching inside his laboratory jacket, looking for
something, ANYthing, to defend himself with.
"Smegging brilliant," he growled, as he pulled out a small Bic pen,
"'Oh, I know, let's head down to a zombie-infested planet! Shall I
take a gun? A knife? Any form of useable weaponry? No! Let's take
a WRITING IMPLEMENT! Gah!"
Any further self-beratement was cut short by another whack of the
chain next to his right ear, causing him to roll again. Unfortunately
he misjudged the roll and it was stopped short by an obstacle.
Keto looked up. The obstacle was the zombie's foot.
"GRAARAGHAGH!" growled the zombie, raising its foot to crush Keto's head.
"AAAAAAARGH!" yelled Keto, closing his eyes and instinctively stabbing
upwards with his right arm.
There was a mangled howl from the zombie, and something warm slid down
Keto's arm. He opened his eyes, then rapidly closed one of them again
as something slimy splattered down.
He pulled back with his right hand, wondering vaguely gratefully why
he wasn't crushed yet, and wiped his face, looking upwards.
Then he threw up.
The biro pen had, by some grace of fortune, struck the zombie just
below its bellybutton, piercing the thick, decaying skin and ripping
open the guts beneath. What had slid down Keto's extended arm, and
what had fallen splattering into his face, was a loop of the giant
zombie's small intestine, along with all the filth that it contained.
Further lengths of zombie guts spilled out, unravelling onto Keto as
he gradually choked up his own last meal, as the zombie gave one last
gurgled sigh and fell forwards on top of him, enveloping him in the
stench of rotting, decaying stomach contents.
There was a loud bang from the direction of the door, and then Jay's
voice. "Smegging hell," Keto heard over the sound of his own
retching, "You alive down there doc?"
Keto's response was another retching noise.
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OOC: Tag any of the castle team. Chris, I've left it open for how you
deal with the other two big zombie guys, if you like. ;)