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[Xteven Xavier]

but you see, It's not death that awaits, it's being a bad guy.

so I'll start it up






Xteven Xavier Lone warrior one day decided to look for more lone wolves so that They could start a band called "the lone wolves".(I know right best band name ever?) Anyways the day that he went out on his quest is the day it happened. The day the Zom poc actually occured, But this was no ordiary zom poc, The Zombies were still capable of intelligent thought. In fact the only difference about them Is that they want to cause minor inconveniances in peoples life, But if you get bitten you have to help them plan and carry out there stupid, not even illegal plots.


So Xteven was walking down to the guitar store to meet up with some people, but in the distance he saw it, He saw a group of people moving the lawn gnomes from somebodies yard to their front porch and thats when he came to the harsh realization and said "Shit Zombies", he then took a different path and continued on his way to the local guitar store. While there waiting for the other people to show up he took a 1960 Les Paul Gold top with a humbucker in the neck and a dimarzio in the brige plugged it in and started rocking out.



(this is where you folks come in, my "Lone Wolves", make your way to the music store and thats when it realy begins

[kspr]

Xerxes Zazzamatazz Junior awoke before dawn. he put his boots on. he took a face from the ancient gallery and he walked on down the hall. He looked up at the sky, and decided it was high time he started to rock the fuck out, so he got in his car and started driving to guitar center. alone. he liked it that way. nobody to get in your way with inane stories about what they did the night before, or how they got up, had a piece of toast, then took a walk, then had a nap, and then had a dream about being the anus of a sweaty black bear. no, Xerxes Zazzamatazz Junior was a lone wolf.

He came to an intersection where three white lines told him he needed to stop. but there was no sign. only a green pole devoid of anything remotely red, or hexagonal. he saw four people running by with a handful of them, but they were no ordinary people. their skin was green and rotting and falling off and whenever a piece of one would fall, another of their group would pounce on it and gobble it up.

shit. retarded zombies.

Xerxes Zazzamatazz Junior hit the petal to the metal and started taking out everyone he saw, zombie or not, until he pulled up in front of guitar center. he walked in and asked for an axe, but they didnt have any 1960 Les Paul Gold tops with a humbucker in the neck and a dimarzio in the brige left. he asked for some drums, to heave upon the mischief making monsters, but couldnt afford any.

"so what do you have that i can get for like, fifty bucks?" asked Xerxes Zazzamatazz Junior.
and the store clerk said "sorry we dont accept deer as payments"
"damn" replied xerxes.
"But we do have a used Yamaha Concert Tambourine with a 6-ply maple shell and a staggered double row of silver jingles."

Xerxes cried a small tear of blood at the sight of it. "Alright, ill take that" he said.

[Tristan]

Xoren Yantramatz was riding his old folk's bike, all the way to the guitar store. He was frustrated about all those lame zombies and all, but he didn't give enough of a damn about it. He just needed new strings for his Bass guitar.

- Those lameass zombies... I have never seen so many Tim-Burton/goth/emo-boys wannabies before.

When he parks his bike by the store, a zombie tries to put some pink ribbons on his bike, and a growl from the tough guy is enough to scare him away.

- I wonder if they are more interested in eating brains or in being a pain in the ass...

Another growl and a fierce look is enough to make the zombies prowling by the store's door to go away.

As he enters the store he sees a guy looking at a tambourine with pain in his face, and another one with a guitar looking hopefully at him (manga eyes style).

- Look, I just need some stings for my bass...

[Xteven Xavier]

"No," Xteven Yelled at him, "It's fate that you came here today, We us three must wait here for a drummer, and you know like uh rock, Now I know if you play you want a band hard, but this band will be like no other band." He then just continues to stare hopefullywith one eye each on the other two.


Zazzamatazz was the first to reply and he exclaimed "hell yeah, I'm totally game with this thing," He gave the tamborine a shake then hit it against his leg.

"Wow! your pretty good at that, How long have you been playing,"Xteven exclaimed with a jump in his voice like he was excited as a little boy who got a stocking full of candy on christmas.

"First time," he said with his eyes steadily getting bigger and bigger till thay looked like thy were gonna fall out of his head.


"chill out dude," Xoren said, "I just want some strings for my bass." Xteven and Zazzamatazz looked at him longingly...

[Tristan]

"Fine. Tell you what. I go along with this for one Gig. Then we part ways. Good enough for you?"

Machiavellic plans running into Xteven's mind make him laugh maniacally in anticipated delight. He'll achieve his most precious dream. Yes, his band. His own. His precious band. Muahahahahahaha!

A shiver runs through both Xoren and Xerxes' spines.

"Are you sure he is sane?"

"Don't look at me. I just got convinced to play the tamborine."

"Crap..."

[Xteven Xavier]

Xteven stared for a long while just looking forward with excitement in his eyes. A random person walked into the storeand he averted his attention. "You!" he yelled across the store, "You are the new drummer for the lone wolves," there was a High degree of certainty in his voice.

"Yeah, I know," said mr.unknown with a look of confusion.

Both Xoren and Xerxes looked back and forth at each other then xteven then each other then Mr. Unknown. this continued for a good 30 seconds Before Mr. Unknown realized what was going on then he said "oh, Is this the bass player and tamborine player I'Ve heard so much about?"

"Yes," Announced Xteven is voice booming across the entire store still.


Xoren then spoke up and said, "wait a minute, we just met Xteven how do you know anything about us?"

Mr. Unknown looked back and forth from the bass strings to the tamborine and then said allowed "Destiny."

Xoren and xerxes then spoke simultaniously and one word was echoes throughout the store, "It's true"

[kspr]

just then, strange music began to play over the store's intercom system. it sounded like a circus with down syndrome.

"Whats that?" asked Xoren.

"I think its the down syndrome circus themesong. theyre coming to town next week" replied xerxes. "what's left of it." suddenly he fell limp. Xoren and Xteven watched as he crumpled to the floor.

"You ok man?" asked xteven. he poked at xerxes with a drumstick from a nearby bargain bin.

"its....ungggg...." xerxes managed. he fell into convulsions, and the rest of them looked on with amused interest. he flopped on the floor like a magikarp for a few minutes until he was able to force it to stop.
"run.....away...." he groaned. then he stopped breathing.

[Xteven Xavier]

"why would I run?"Xteven asked loudy, "oh" he said as he realized xerxes wasnt breathing. but for a different reason he was pretending, he was just holding his breath


"bbbbbbbbbbbbbbfffffffffffffffffffftttttttttttttttt," a huge fart rang from xerxes ass and then he stood back up but now xoren and xteven were floored, xoren passed out, Xteven laughing hysterically. then the boss of the music store walked over breathing it all in and just stood there next to them breathing deeply. mr unknown was just standing there and lookedat th manager, he blew a kiss at him then the manager winked back. Xerxes asked afterword, "uh, who are you and what are you doing here?" directed at the manager.

"oh, i just came over because I wanna hear you guys rock. plug in and play" he said pointing to the wall plug socket. everyone just kind of looked at eachother and shrugged. Considering that Xteven never stopped playing it was quite easy for him. mr.unknown just went and sat behind a drumset. Xoren unraveled is bass strings and stepped on the bottom of them and pulled them tightly and plugged then in in the recpticle on his shoulder. and xerxes pluggedin his tamborine into the wall recepticle and we all started to rawkout, But tit didn't sound....

















good. Infact it sounded inncerdible, right here in the midst of the zom poc we invented a new kind of rock, but as we were rocking zombies started walking in and unplugging the instraments and plugging them back in, which made it even cooler sounding. and then they realized that we were human and they started to come at us. we all started to run as themanager walked over to ask what they needed and be was torn to bits. little tasty looking ones


"who knew he was madeout of bacon?" said Xteven as he laughed maniacly. and he had a flashback

It was a few hours agobut he remembered it like it was earlier today. He was walking home from work, he was walking down the street with a pep in his step, you see He finally got the promotion he thought he deserved for a long time, he was now actually an employee. but as he walked into the house his expression changed.

his arrents made spaghetti without him, 'no big deal he thought' and he went to the kitchen to get some but the mess was brutal, the mess was horrible, spaghetti was on the floor and walls and ceilings there was not any edible spaghetti left.

thats when he lost it he just started laughing twitching and walking, to the guitar store to find a band but first he has going to text his best friend and drummer, Neil pert.

[Tristan]

After they finish they improvised gig, they start packing their instruments.

Xerxes: "Who could have thought the manager's disemboweled body would look so tasty?"

Mr. Unknown: "Yeah, man. I know what you mean. That part was cool."

Xteven: "Spaghetti..."

Xerxes: "Wait a second... Why did the zombies did that to him? I thought the zombies were actually not zombies but mischievous morons trying to look cool..."

Xteven: "Oh, no! They must be like REAL ZOMBIES!!!"

Xoren: "Crap."

Xteven: "I know! I know! Lets fight them like with magic and stuff."

Xoren: "We are not magicians. We are musicians. See? Sounds similar, but not the same."

Xteven: "Then, lets fight them with magical music and stuff."

Xoren: "*sight* Remind me again why I'm following you? I just wanted my strings..."

Mr Unknown: "It's the girls, man. The girls."

[Xteven Xavier]

"Xteven then yelled a battle cry that echoed across the store(again) as he grabbed for a bass string from xoren and just started whipping it around and running at the zombies. As he reached them and kept the swinging constant it just tore them to shreds, He was literally chopping them up like a helicopter blade, he looked back and said,"See I told You it was magic." He then jumped back a couple steps and picked the guitar back up and strummed out the most beautiful song anyone has ever heard and suddenly it began to rain Holy water.


The Zombies Literally started melting and the day was saved once again


Thanks to The power-puff Girls
Blossom, Bubbles, And Buttercup" narrated Xteven as If he was actually doing any of these things , they were actually all running away on there way to their "Winchester".

Walmart.

[Tristan]

"Man, you are weird. Now, lets get real. We are being chased by carnivorous undead, we have nothing to defend ourselves (and I am NOT risking damaging my bass using it to bash some zombies) and we can't keep running forever. Do any of you have the closest thing to a plan?"

[Xteven Xavier]

YES

[Tristan]

"Speak up, man. But if you say anything like "lets dress up in bikinis and go to the lake hut", or "lets build a fireplace in the form of a bat in a building to summon The Batman" I'll make you feel my boot so deep within your ass you'll be vomiting it in no time."

[lazlo falconi]

Xteven merely nodded. His plan was great, but nobody was the wiser. Eventually they made it to "The Winchester", but the whole building was already boarded up. And I mean the whole building, even the concrete. Xteven jumped back as his amazing sense of danger alerted him to a silenced bullet dropping on them from the roof. It was silenced because it hadn't actually been fired, just thrown. A mysterious figure from the roof shouted down at them, "WHO DARES DISTURB THE PEACE OF THE KING OF CORR?"

The whole group looked confused, except Xteven who actually knew this was gonna happen, "I do."

"What?" The man on the roof had not been able to hear Xteven.

Xteven yelled slightly louder, "I said, I do!"

"Oh. Why?"

"We need a sanctuary."

"What's the password?"

Xteven looked around. "Do you guys know the password?" But they didn't. Xteven shrugged and yelled, "CBS is the greatest television network ever!"

The man on the rooftop nodded, "The password is known, to the others in the group, I made that the password because nobody would say it in normal conversation. Cory, let them in!" A rope descended from the roof, and the wary travelers climbed up, Mr. Unknown going last because he's the most expendable of the group. Once up there, the man introduced himself, "Welcome to the land of Corr, I am Cory, the Corry. I'm the only person here right now so I'm glad to have some company. Who are you?"

Everyone introduced themselves, and Cory the Corry clapped his hands and stood in front of Xteven. "Excellent! Welcome, Cory, the newest Corry." He proceeded to say this in front of each new person with him.

Xoren looked to Xerxes and whispered, "Does he call everyone Cory?"

Xoren shrugged, "I guess."

[Xteven Xavier]

wow, I forgot about this, it was awesome, but it died like so many other things.