After the Pandemic - Crikey! (part two) (686 hits)
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Submitted by FuckTheArmy (View user info) at 2005-03-19 18:23:46 EST
Crikey part 1: http://www.ubersite.com/m/62198
The basic premise and beginnings: http://www.ubersite.com/m/61238
The Roo you ask? Yeah, that was a long time ago mate. But since you ask, I'm happy to tell you.
It was back in 2007, when the leeches started spreading back down south. Me an' the late sheila (bless her soul) figured it was about time to call it quits and head into the outback. I will be forever grateful that she let me get a diesel ute instead of regular petrol (for you, young yank, that's a pickup truck, but not like the big armoured ones we have today) because we did manage to make it a fairly long way out into the middle of nowhere. All the way from Sydney to Broken Hill, which was a town once upon a time. They'd used all the old mining equipment to build a huge earth wall around the town by that stage, because it was clear enough these bloodsucking buggers were going to be coming.
So one day, about six months after getting there, I was sent on a food recovery mission with another fella, Andrew. Middle of summer, lots of daylight, clear straight roads, in the modified vehicles we had we could just about get to Sydney harbour and back without too much trouble. Between the tinned food aisles and the grain silos, we usually ate well. Not as full a plate as you're used to, mind, but by the standards of the day it was a good full belly.
About halfway back from Emu Plains, on what used to be the far west of Sydney, we came across a flock of dead sheep just after sunset. Without fence repair, it was common enough to find the woolly things all over the place. But not this sort of gruesome shit. They all had their necks ripped open, fleece all bloodied red. Looked like a dingo did it, but something about it just didn't look right.
Dingoes, even vampire dingoes, aren't big enough to need more than ones or twos. The smart buggers tend to pick occasional weak ones off from big flocks, or run between small flocks. Somehow, the virus got them to stop hunting and they figured out how to herd.
Better yet, one of the poor sods was up and eating its mates, blood still trickling from its neck. So Andrew got out of the ute with his shotgun to put the thing out of its misery. Or so he thought. He was a good shot, mind, but he thought the buckshot in the body would be enough. All it did was get the sheep's attention.
It charged, jumped, and mauled him. He was dead before I slammed the accelerator down in reverse. I swung the ute out onto the road and started forward. This was when I noticed big red.
It must have been the biggest roo the country's ever known. Red Kangaroos are often seen to be anything up to six feet tall; this one was easily seven. Having seen what just happened to my mate, I figured what it was doing here.
The roo and I both stopped dead. I revved the engine. It screamed with a sound like fingernails across a chalkboard, on a feedback loop through a megaphone. Now I'm not a big one for religious superstition, but this was unholy. In the distance, the sheep was licking at the wounds of its fallen comrades again, no longer a threat.
It stared. In the fading light, through my gunsights, I could just see that the whites of its eyes... weren't white. Red, bloodshot, ready to kill. I revved the engine again, and it charged. I dropped the car in gear and screamed ahead. It was maybe a quarter mile from him to me. I clicked gears up and up as we sped proudly at each other, playing chicken.
I knew at this point that the car wasn't enough protection against a giant vampire kangaroo. I looked for a way out of it that wouldn't leave him room to turn back and chase me. I picked up my rifle and smashed the window with the butt.
I pointed the gun out the window, fired once. I spun the gun round by the bolt to reload, like in Terminator Two when Arnie's riding down the freeway on the bike with John Connor, and fired again. Two shots fired; two shots in the chest. He hit the bullbar, but the wounds were mortal. Or whatever word applies to the undead. The corpse bounced off to the side of the vehicle and I sped away into the distance.
Now, you know not to get yourself caught out at night, and so did I. You're a bit too young to know about car-racing, how it used to be before the virus, but I reckon I could've given Schumacher a run for his money that day. The old highways were still in good nick at that stage, and I reckon I drove what should have taken an hour and a half in about an hour.
Back at the town gates, we found the roo's head still wedged in the bullbar, still snarling.
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Submitted by Feijuada (user info) at 2005-05-22 03:08:49 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Jungle_Jimanee (user info) at 2005-05-13 10:13:16 EDT (#)
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Liked the still snapping Zombie head touch
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I have just got done reading these all and I have enjoyed them all. Great work everyone, +2's for all!
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Submitted by GoaWest (user info) at 2005-03-25 00:18:35 EST (#)
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What's not to like about a vampire kangaroo? I'll bet those koala zombies are a bitch too!
Nice one mate!
Submitted by munkeypants (user info) at 2005-03-23 12:33:37 EST (#)
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Submitted by Phinch (user info) at 2005-03-21 18:50:00 EST (#)
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Submitted by thecaes (user info) at 2005-03-20 17:57:08 EST (#)
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What Jack said. Great angle, great narration.
Submitted by Jack_McCallum (user info) at 2005-03-19 23:03:12 EST (#)
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This is some FUN shit. I Love the Aussie angle. Keep writing, either Pandemic tales, or other stuff.
Submitted by Revolutionman (user info) at 2005-03-19 19:08:11 EST (#)
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MORE!
Submitted by Degreeless_Capibara (user info) at 2005-03-19 18:33:43 EST (#)
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Whoever posted the goatse mirror on the uberboard is my new god.