The Boob Tube

I watch, in awe, as this giant man barrels through the zombies. "Well...it's a good thing I didn't shoot him in the face." I then look over to the other survivor and wave over to our general direction. Signaling him to come inside.

Much appreciated. lol

I hesitate as the large man approaches closer and closer. "FUCK!" I shout to myself and open up the front door again to find out where the screams are coming from while looking back at the large man. "Do you see now? This place is completely surrounded. How the hell are you gonna get through all of this?"

"It's just me at the moment. The rest of the squad I was with are scattered somewhere throughout the city when we dropped in. I was lucky enough to land at the police station." "Hold on a second!" I exclaim with my assault rifle trained at him. "First off, who are you? Where did you come from when I was searching this place? And I'm afraid I cannot allow you to open these doors. In case you haven't noticed outside, there's a shit ton of zombies out there and they already know we're inside."

I talk to the survivor, "Come on, let's get inside. Better to be indoors than outside right now." And I lead him into the Racoon City Police Department locking the front door behind us.

I open the front gate for Steve long enough for him to get in and lock it back up.

Ooc: Sorry for the delay I nod to SSJ and grab some rocks and throw it over to one of the other cars to either break the window or trigger a car alarm so some of the zombies would be distracted by the noise and crawl away.

Memes aside, my vote goes to Shrek because he's got the fortitude and mobility to outmaneuver Bowser and beat him

OOC: How many zombies are surrounding this truck? Is there one row of zombie covering it or is it very thick with layer upon layer of undead bodies?

I follow to the sounds of the gunshots with my assault rifle at the ready.

Episode 191 Match 3: East meets West Pat: “Hello everyone and welcome back to our main event of the evening. This night has been an interesting one full of twists and turns. We started off this night with some high octane hot potato with a little green alien.” Jay: “That just so happened to be a lot bouncier than we expected him to be.” Pat: “And a mid-card throwdown of epic millennial proportions as enemies become allies, for one night, over a game of children’s cards.” Jay: “Who knew there were so many adults, these days, that were into anime THIS badly.” Pat: “But now it is time for our main event of the evening. The legendary stars of the seventies have come together to see who was truly the best in their prime with their own two fists. I’m talking about the legendary dragon himself, Brandon Lee, and the Italian Stallion Rocky Balboa!” Jay: “Both of these men have a long history of mastering art in their respected fields in this combat sport. In one corner, you have a man who always continues to improve himself after every downfall only to get right back up to knock the other guy down.” Pat: “And in the other corner, we have a man who is trained in the ancient martial arts to always study his opponents and know when to strike at the right moment.” Jay: “Wow Pat, in all my years working with you I never expected you to be this excited over this match.” Pat: “I’m not going to lie, Jay. I never felt more invigorated until tonight because these are two phenomenal men that, through their movies that I have watched growing up, inspired so many people to get into a boxing ring and an MMA octagon and duke it out, mano a mano! None of those fancy laser swords, magic powers, or super strength to crush a guy with a giant boulder. This is just raw and real fighting.” Jay: “Whatever you say, my friend. Now why don’t you wipe those wet stains off of your pants and tell our viewers at home where they are fighting tonight.” Pat: “But Jay, I...I don’t have any stains.” Jay rolls his eyes for a brief moment and goes over the arena tonight. Jay: “Our combatants will be fighting in a very standard boxing ring with the general rules that apply to all boxers for a main event. This will be a 10 round match with 3 minutes for each round.” Pat: “The only real twist about this main event is that they will be wearing the standard 4 ounce MMA boxing gloves so that way no one will get the upper hand in more damage between blows over the other. Everything else is fair game.” Jay: “And speaking of fair games, it would appear that our fighters are entering the arena as we speak. From the looks of it, I’d say both of them are primed and ready to go as our official CBUB boxing referee Stone Cold Steve Austin is in the ring to get this main event underway.” Steve Austin: “Gentleman, first off, I just wanna say that it’s an honor to be officiating this match tonight. You two are, without a doubt, the baddest of non-powered bad asses that have ever graced the presence of the Multiverse. Now with that said, wanna good clean fight between the two of you. No cheap shots, like eye gouging or the kick to the balls whatsoever. That shit ain’t fun. We got it?” Bruce Lee: “The only real power is that which dwells within our minds. Coordinating your attacks in order to deliver the crushing blow to your opponents.” Rocky: “‘Ey, I don’ know much about the whole ‘mind thing,’ but what power comes from yo’ heart. As long as it keeps a tickin’ the human body will never stop.” Steve Austin: “Alrighty then. Now...Let’s get it on!” As the bell rings both fighters tap gloves as they begin their match.

Somebody...

Back to square one, lol. I guess I'll radio for help.

Me: "Perfectly Balanced. As all things should be."

Check the bodies for any useful supplies, escape the room, and away from the hallways

I fight using my assault rifle, switch it to semi auto, and take pop shots to their heads.

I check for any wounds asking him, "What happened? Tell me where you're hurt."

I will search the building for any survivors, cautiously, while looking around for any useful items of unique looking keys that'll help me get into other locked rooms.

Alright, let's go! What do you got for me?

Oh I know. Which is one of the reasons why I haven't included her in the CBUB reboot series

God damn. Sometimes I forget how hot she was back in the day

A battle as old as corporate time

I don't have any idea who Anthony Gallen is, but if history serves correct henchmen like the cartel in a GTA world still don't stand a chance

If this Predator had knowledge about the T-1000 beforehand, before going into fight, I would say that he would have a chance at winning. However if the Predator doesn't & just goes all in I would say that perhaps the T-1000 would get the advantage over this alien.

Just to avoid any confusion, so I can clear this up: Marik - His best deck with Winged Dragon of Ra & Millennium Rod Joey - His best deck Kaiba- His best deck with Obelisk the Tormentor, but still a prick to everyone Pegasus- His best deck, but no Millennium Eye since that'll be a little too one sided.