He walked down the dark alley like a million times before and listened as the footsteps passed around him as usual.  He watched as a drunken looking figure stumbled and stupored around the alley as he passed with a simple smile.  Suddenly the image lunged at him. thinking he was after his wallet he struck him to the ground as the pickpocketer scratched down his arm.  He knew this guy now lay unconcious on the floor as Izzy.

Quickly he escaped to his house. as he washed and dressed the wound, as he sat thinking over the incident he guessed was a joke gone wrong and wondered if he had been to harsh as he struck down izzy.  Slowly though the itch in his arm distracted him again and agsin.  Pouring antiseptic on to the wound once more he looked as he felt the infection already setting in, and he slowly became lightheaded and his stomach began go cramp.  He quickly reached for the phone before collapsing over the chair.

He woke up, vision still distorted as his stomach cramps worsened, a coppery taste in his mouth was his only clue as he opened the door,  Looking out at the first person he saw India as he gripped at her mouth open and relieving her of 5000.

Blood still wet on his cloth Balthazar is on the hunt again, stumbling through Brooklyn like he usually does at 2am on any given day. bumping into signs and cars it was amazing how much pain zombies didn't feel. It seemed like ages since his last meal, in reality it had been a little over an hour. But for reasons that a zombie never needed he was hungry again and on the hunt.

Passing The Twist and Sweet Studio Balthazar smells human flesh as he trips over the mat that was laying outside, sprawled out on the pavement he begins crawling towards the delicious smell of human flesh. Just than there was someone was trying to help him up. if the man said anything Balthazar didn't hear him, there was a scream of pain when Balthazar bit the mans ankle shattering the bone. Pulling him closer to get at his head, the man was Dark_Days he probably recognized the black cloak and top hat and decided to help a friend out or steal from him. Which ever it was he was reward for his troubles with getting his brains eaten and left there as Balthazar continued the hunt.

The streets were empty bar the agents making deals, he couldn't help but smell the live flesh waiting to be bitter, it was like a compulsion as he charged at eneida and bit through her throat before devouring her in a doorway.   The rush of adrenaline almost made him feel alive again as the poor CA never satisfied his hunger, as he quickly charged at Heathparrish not caring for his safety as he had a pit in his stomach that needed filling.  The sickening crunch of teeth on bone as he pull brain and bone fragments from his head and sucked on his fingers almost lingering on the flavor.  The blood lust was fulfilled of the two CA's but he never knew how long for.

Mrrrrgghruust EAAAATTTTTT ggggghrhrhhhhghghhh 

Fully energized Fox was keen on finding yet another hopeless innocent soul to infect. After taking out MeyerLansky she felt much better. His tasty brains made her have the strength that she required to take out another yummy snack. 

Wondering the now distraught streets, she filled her face with a creepy smile. Pleased with the chaos that now plagued her city she giggled with excitement. Things finally got fun and interesting around here. 

"Fox? Baby? Is that you?" BillyBoneburg was calling after her trying to find out if it was her. Turning around she smiles at him and thinks about how good he smelled. "Hi !"

"WHAT HAPPENED? Are you okay?" His concerned and worried look made her want to giggle but before she could the urge to eat took over. As he drew closer to her she grabbed him and yanked him close, biting down on his neck, she made him one of her. A zombie. 

"I am okay and soon so will you." Smiling the blood dripped down along with a piece of flesh. Wwwwhhhggghhhhyyyyyy'd ittt havvvvggggve to tasssssttttgggghhhte so gooooogggggooooogoogood?

He noticed a familiar face as he wandered the the streets, he had become a shambling wreck, struggling to hold himself up as the morning light burnt his eyes.   Catching site of bip, he lurched towards her as she screamed pushing him away, not before he has left his mark under her skin.  Licking the flesh deposits from under his nails he watched her run but it was already too late for her, the itch would come, then the hunger, just like it had for him.

They were back again, the dread NPC durden gang.  He had been so fed up of them returning time and again like lambs to the slaughter; this time he would send one back infected to wreek havoc on his leaders business.  Watching AndrewBell cross the street gun ready to shoot he launched a frenzied attack biting straight into the throat, and then the arm. Watching his bleeding victim convulse on the floor as he left satisfied, he watched his fellow durdens drag him to a car and away.

His plan had worked and he had taken a bite out of the opposition.

Perrin rips meat off his latest victim, Chow, Perrin did always love oriental. At least he thought he did. Leaving the rest of the carcass to eventually become one of them, Perrin goes searching for some more food. Hunger drove him. Mad and uncontrollable hunger. Sometimes humans lose their mind when they get angry. Shout at a loved one, speed on the way to a restaurant, lose concentration with your mind only occupied by food. But with all this is the neglect of others and your own emotions, though only a little bit. But for Zombies, for Perrin. It was times a million. That hunger blocked everything out. No pain, no fear, no love, no regret, no happiness......just hunger.

"Bahhhheegeghhhhhhh," Perrin goans.

Dragging his feet across the ground Perrin enters a large building. Instantly he is overcome by the scent of human flesh.

"ARGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Perrin howls

The hunger not only drove him but it showed him the way. He knew exactly where his food would be. Running up the stairs Perrin trips at the top which is followed by a loud snapping sound. Perrin had just snapped his achilles tendon and not even a flinch was shown by Perrin. Perrin crawls to the door from where the scent was coming from and slams himself through the door breaking the lock. Instantly he is welcomed by an axe head through the shoulder. Turning to see his prey, he knocks the axe out of Dakines hands and jumps at him trying to bite any exposed flesh. Dakine manages to hold him back with pure strength alone but he was slowly weakening. Perrins hunger was stronger than Dakines will to live. Using a move only a military trained man would know, Dakine puts Perrin in a traingle hold. Perrin growls, his mouth biting the air as it tries to get closer to the flesh on Dakines face. Grabbing Perrin's arm he pulls back until a loud pop is sounded signalling Perrin's shoulder being dislocated. Throwing Perrins body off him, Dakine gets up and runs to the window. Deciding whether to jump or not he turns around to see Perrin up and heading straight for him, one foot dragging behind and his right arm hanging useless by his side. Just when Perrin is about to grab his prey, Dakine ducks, pushes forward, then lifts Perrin up and over and out the window.

Falling through the air would scare most people. But for Perrin all he could do was claw at the window where his prey stood watching as it slowly became more distant. Smacking into the concrete broke several bones in Perrins body. His eyes still staring at the window, his mind only thinking about food. Suddenly a figure approach Perrins body.

"Holy shit man you alright? Looks like a pretty nasty fall. Lucky the building wasn't that hi...." Says Bluntman but before he could finish his sentence, Perrin claws at him with his one good arm bringing Bluntman closer and finally piercing his teeth into his preys flesh.

He was tiring now the energy seemed to drop off him even with each drop of blood he spilled, noticing a figure in the corner or his eye, he leapt out of the small alleyway he had been resting in catching TKO off guard.  Dropping TKO to the ground, he feasted on him, before leaving as he heared the noise of gunfire.

Noticing Marla and Robert casually chatting as they plot world domination BTSP leaps upon both for a massive $0, and about thirty pound of fresh delicious flesh.  Leaving the bloody scene energized he moans and shambles away.

Hunting well through the night, Fox kept searching for fresh new blood she could contaminate. Never feeling fully satisfied, she continued on her search for more. 

Blood was now covering almost ever inch of her body, mixed with all her victims along with her own, she looked gross and no longer human. She need a bath bad. The smell was horrible, if only she could smell... or frankly even care. Only one thought consumed her mind. mmmmMMMMMusSSSttTTTttt eeeEEEEEEEaTTTTttttt gggggghhhghgghhrrrhhhggg!

Roaming the streets she saw fellow zombies in search of the same thing she was dying for. Human flesh. Chuckling at their inability to find anything, she dragged her legs knowing that no matter what she had to do, she was going to find someone. Drool started to drip down her mouth and on to her shirt as she smelt something heavily. 

Knowing what that smelt entailed, she picked up her pace, coming across a women walking like nothing was wrong with the world. Screaming, Fox knew the sweet women would turn around to help. Lizbeth_Gatsby did not know what was to come of her for turning around in that fateful moment. Jumping with a gleeful grin, Fox pounced and forced the poor yummy women down. Wasting no time she clawed at her stomach until her insides popped out and revealed their delicious goodness. Blood squirting and covering everything, the beast within over powered Fox's sense of control and devoured the organs. Soon the wailing screams subsided only to then be replaced with disturbing laughter.

Martin calls vectre and asks about how they do;

''hey vectre is ladyfighter with you?are you all safe?''

Martin waits for a answer

Perrin uses his one good arm, while his other was in his mouth, to drag himself across the floor. Rocks and pebbles from the dried up ground slowly ripping apart most of the front part of his body and beginning to spill out his intestines. Times were getting tough for the zombie population. Survivors were rarer to come by, them finally beginning to learn how to out smart the zombie horde. Still most failed but there was a small minority who were escaping their grasps. There have started to even be occasions were zombies were so madly driven by hunger that they turned on their own. It was a sight to see zombie vs zombie. Especially if it was two girl zombies. Kinda like mud wrestling but take away the mud with blood and dirt and replace two hot attractive women with half decaying corpses who barely resemble the once female human forms they had been. Luckily Perrin hasn't been so desperate to bite his own kind unlike some sickos(Dakine).

Lifting his head as high above the ground as possible, Perrin sniffs the air for any scent of a prey. He is instantly overwhelmed by the sweet succulent scent of fresh human meat. The drive alone gives Perrin the energy to lift him self up, drop his useless arm and walk faster in the direction of the scent. His left foot, still useless from the broken achilles tendon, crunching down on the ground every time weight puts pressure on it. Perrin eventually comes across a road with countless abandoned cars. His prey was inside one of these vehicles. Perrin walks slowly towards a red Mercedes  Approaching the back door, Perrin looks through the glass window and sees a small frighten child trying to hide her self in the back seat. So scared.....so innocent.

Perrin, growling, brings his head back and slams it against the glass, his forehead caving in, blood splurting across the window as it cracks. The child starts to scream and cry. Calling out for its mommy, "Mom!!! Please Mom!!! I promise I will be good please mom!!! Just make it stop!!!!" Perrins head finally smashes through the window and he forces his body through the frame, glass cutting up his body. But he didn't care. All he saw was food. His sole purpose and he knew that once he got his teeth in that meat. All that insane hunger which drove his body to complete madness would be quiled for one second. That is all he wanted, that is all any zombie wanted. That one pure second.....of relief.

Perrin's teeth sink into the child's flesh and he sighs before the hunger comes back like it never left, just like it would never ever truly leave.

He had hidden after an attack on claire_mclean, nothing seemed to get the people weaping like the corpse of a young woman on the street he had never understood how a death wasnt a death, but it was all about fulfilling his hunger,  Each person making him feel closer to life as he munched and crunched through them.  He felt as if life was coming to his brain, even not to his rotting body.

Noticing his hard shelled comrade General_snip he called him over as if for aid before luncging at him as general snips touch shell cracked on the floor feeding him once more.  He thought to himself, when will the hunger end.

The tiredness returned along with the hunger, he needed to feed again, it hurt so bad as memories dissapeared again, and thoughts strayed.  He could see what he was, but his mind never cared.   He just wanted to feed and the sweet smell of perfume would lead him to his next victim.  Noticing the alluring smell of lavender, he saw the blurred shadow ahead.  His eyes glossed over with white by this disease, he lunged at the slender figure of kitty biting first into the neck then the head.  The excitement rose as he knawed through her delectable soft flesh, it was as if she was the only one in the world as his flesh filled fantasy was fulfilled.

Watching the hollowed figure of Kitty, he moved on as the hunger still lingered within him again.

His blood lust continued as he shambled and dodged banging into the multitudes as they pushed him away like a drunken wretch.   It was like a night out with drunky but without accidental fires or swimming in a money pit; however for one more it was soon to end abruptly.  Noticing the eau de swag on Susannah, his senses heightened as he charged at her biting in to her as she looked on shocked and in agony.   Grinning as he dragged her in to a dark alleyway to finish his feast he heared a simple #yolo before her body came to a sudden sharp stop, after her final convulsions.

His strength grew as he fed more, the more depraved the action the more indifferent he became.  He quickly realised he needed something fruity to satiate his new taste, jumpting on applejuice69 he rip through his guts, pushing his fingers into his entrails as he pulled before licking at his fingers.  The strength was growing, as he heared further footsteps, lunging out at MK he repeated the attack as MK quickly fell to the floor disabled.  He grinned as he salivated over further conquests, but realised, he had to escape.

Perrin lay there on the ground. Staring up at the sky. He wanted food but it was getting so much harder to find. Already a lot of his fellow zombies had gone dormant, the lack of food causing their system to shut down while it waited for stimuli, that being warm juicy flesh. Only a few, like Perrin, activity hunting down survivors. Some, so madly driven by hunger, attacked anything that moved. Fights between their own kind were beginning to worsen. A few tried to bite Perrin but to him it was just an obstacle in the way of his real food source.

Above in the sky a bird flew overhead. Perrin caught a whiff of its scent and slowly started to lift himself up. From all the running and walking, Perrins left leg at the ankle was only a stump. The process of dragging his foot across all the different kinds of terrain slowly grinding down the flesh and bone of his foot. He left his right arm back at a road, couple victims ago. It didn't bother him. Just another obstacle. Finally standing up, Perrin begins to follow the bird, his left arm clawing up at the sky doing its best to grab its prey though it was miles away.

A bullet smashes through Perrins chest. He turns around growling overcome by a new scent something barely distinguishable from the scents around the area. Perrin starts to sprint directly towards what looks like two boulders. As he gets closer, the boulders get up to transform into two men wearing large cloaks. Perrin is overcome by their scent that is sends shivers down his body. Picking up his pace the men start firing at Perrins direction, aiming for his head. It is quite difficult to get a moving target like that especially one that only had one specific weak spot. One man loses nerve and starts to run away. The other turns, trying to call his friend back, just as he loads the bolt again ready to face Perrin, he is confronted by the pure horror that is Perrins face as his teeth sink into the flesh on the mans face.

After feeding, Perrin turns to face the direction where the man who had run went. He starts to follow the man's scent. Perrins time would be up soon. But until then he still had humans to hunt down.

WORLD WAR PP ENDS 

Sept 20th - 00:00

WORLD WAR PP RESULTS

Zombie with most people infected - Tank (38)

Zombie with the most succeeded pickpockets. - Fox and BackToShootPeeps (26)

Most Efficient Survivor - -Deathstalker- 

Honourable Mentions:

Cannibalistic Zombie (Attacked Most of its own) - Cray (9)

Most failed Pick Pockets - Zmeika (6)

Second Best Survivor - Lilith 

Best Zombie Profile Pic - _Izzy_

 

Sep 20, 03:56:46 You transferred 5.00 credits to _Izzy_
Sep 20, 03:56:11 You transferred 5.00 credits to Lilith
Sep 20, 03:56:00 You transferred 5.00 credits to Zmeika
Sep 20, 03:55:46 You transferred 5.00 credits to Cray
Sep 20, 03:55:34 You transferred 10.00 credits to -Deathstalker-
Sep 20, 03:55:21 You transferred 10.00 credits to BackToShootPeeps
Sep 20, 03:55:06 You transferred 10.00 credits to Fox
Sep 20, 03:54:49 You transferred 10.00 credits to Tank 

Note: So we have more winners I made it only one person can win one prize.

notices his body return to normal suddenly and his appetite for flesh gone, damn trippy food i must of eaten recently.  Must of been something in that drunky's house.

"I thank you for such a fun contest that involved RP, stealing and boosting communication with people i would not normally talk too"

"Congrats to both you and New York, you set a fine example for others"

Really enjoyed the competition, wish I got to partake in it more as a zombie.

As mentioned it was good to see people in brace it and have fun with it as well, best pick pocketing event my bloodlines been involved in, in sometime. Thanks Perrin!