Post by Mutt on Aug 5, 2010 1:39:43 GMT -5
(The scene below, minus the actual scene from PE2, came from a dream , see often whenever I have a South Park dream it’s usually of zombie Kenny attacking and/or eating my character Mutt. Though this one turned out rather differently and I decided to mix the scene with an alternative of PE2 ,though it doesn’t really go anywhere. Plus this was an alternative that the potion takes 2 weeks to complete rather then a few days meaning Zombie Kenny would have evolved into an even larger, more powerful, undead beast. Would he remember his buddy? Note the scene with zombie Kenny meeting Mutt came directly from my dream and sort of ended where I left it so don’t blame me for the OCness crap XD )
Kyle, Stan, and Uncle Jason returned with the injured Mutt none of the four knowing that it would take a much longer time to figure out the building blocks of the recovery potion. The various chemicals and such brought back from Jason’s house proved to fail over and over, Mephesto spend days and nights mixing combinations each with a failing result. During the passing of days and nights meant that the virus was still evolving , Kenny was developing into an even more powerful, more savage, more flesh starving beast devouring just about everyone in his path. The rampaged causing his stomach to expand ever more to accommodate the hundreds and hundreds pounds of human flesh Kenny was gorging on.
Everyone had basically given up hope of ever seeing normal Kenny ever again or even a “normal” South Park ever again. Not only did it meant that Kenny was quickly getting worst it meant that the town was either in his stomach or had turned into zombies themselves and were quickly infecting the other people.
Before they knew it two weeks had passed and Mephesto was finished but he needed one more ingredient, (as with the original plot the kids figure out it’s Kenny’s blood). And so Mephesto had set up a small group of John, Kevin, Wendy and Mutt. The last he had seen his best friend Mutt almost lost his arm to the zombified Kenny. He was missing and worrying about his buddy since that last day he wondered what had become of Kenny.
The small group searched high and low and somehow Mutt had become separated from the other three. The only weapon he had was a machete, yet he knew the longer he was alone the longer he was vulnerable, and he knew that was the way predators loved their prey, alone and weak. It wouldn’t be too long before a zombie caught whiff of live prey. And indeed it didn’t take very long.
Terrified Mutt had wondered deep into the streets not knowing what possible dangers lurked in the shadows when out of nowhere he could hear growling, grunting, gurgling, various noises and they were quickly getting louder. Meaning a zombie had spotted him and was charging towards him ready to make him into a meal.
Mutt’s eyes widened as he faced into the directions were the sounds were coming from and soon a shadow appeared out of the darkness, a very large shadow at that.
“Shit, shit ,shit……” Mutt repeated to himself. There was no way he could ever out run the beast bounding towards him and what was worst was who the beast turned out to be. As if deciding he wasn’t in too much of a hurry the large zombie slowed to a lumbering pace, and entered under the bright light of a lone streetlight revealing to be a very massive zombie Kenny.
The zombie had indeed transformed into a horrific monster, and it was clear that two weeks of being stuck with the virus was taken its toll. Kenny’s skin starting to decay and melt off in various spots including his one arm, where skin remained it was now a deep, dark brownish green. In fact in some spots, including half of his face, there was no skin. The zombie was staring back at Mutt with his right eye glassed over and nearly rolled into the back of his head while on the left side was nothing but nearly clean skull accompanied by an empty eye socket. His brain was also evermore exposed but like the skin it had turned a revolting greenish-brown coloration, his ribs and various other bones where jutting out from various spots accompanied by open bleeding wounds and spots that covered him from head to toe. And to top it all off the beast had literally grown from stuffing his gut, he was so considerably large Mutt to this day swears Kenny had grown to the size of a small bear considering Kenny also bared the fangs and teeth close to the size of a bear’s.
“Ohhhh shitttt…..what has that virus done to you….?” Mutt muttered to himself as the hefty zombie began to slowly approach him as he growled through his bared large, bone crushing teeth.
“Kenny….?” Mutt asked as he backed away from the intimidating beast who continued to approach him and began cornering his apparent prey. The zombie only answered with a small guttural growl. Mutt was unsure if this was a good welcoming growl or a I’m going to tear you to shreds growl but every instinct in him kept telling him to keep as good of a distance he could from the lumbering zombie who continued to follow him.
Eventually Mutt would fail to repeat the mistake he had made two weeks ago and end up backed up into a brick wall.
“Fuck! No please no!! Don’t end like this!!!” Mutt shouted as Kenny approached mere inches in front of him blocking his escape route with his enormous stomach. “Ooooh please don’t eat me…..” He began to beg ad he closed his eyes in fear of the thought of being devoured by his closest best friend . “Don’t eat me Kenny I won’t even taste that good!!”
Again a low roar was his responses as Kenny was now close enough to consume his buddy that would be if he wanted to. Kenny’s jaws opened up wide as it could as it approached Mutt’s head as if ready to crack it open like an egg but the jaws closed shut and weirdly enough the zombie started sniffing him for a bit. And before Mutt could open his eyes to see what as going on he was suddenly wrapped in the zombie’s grip as Kenny gave him a near lung crushing bear hug. Apparently not only did Kenny recognize his best friend but he had clearly missed him.
“Ugghh…Kenny??!” Mutt responded rather confused.
Kenny responded with another a low roar; he then hacked up some blood, “M-mutt! uggh.” He gargled a bit before spitting out more blood. His voice barely stable. “Mm meh *cough* my voice box is decaying...” he grunted his tight bear hug never once relenting
“You’re….you’re not eating me!” Mutt said rather happily
*cough hack* “You want me to?” Kenny asked
“No…. no….I was expecting a different , worst outcome…but haha that’s ok…” Mutt replied as happy as he was he was then starting to feel a bit uncomfortable as Kenny’s grip never waivered.
“Heh *cough* glad to see you’re still alive buddy…” Kenny responded as his voice box was detioriating further and further. "I wa-*ack!* I was afraid I'd never see you ag-*cough* again." He added given Mutt a tighter hug.
As he continued to trap Mutt with his bear hug two weeks of decaying were becoming quite noticeable. For one was the potent, vile, foul odor of a corpse surrounded Kenny like a scent shield and not to mention the melting skin, oozing blood, and various other body fluids that were seeping out were now smothering Mutt like a blanket. Mutt didn’t want to say anything to incite or offend his friend but the smell was horrendous enough to want to make him puke.
“Yeah I sure missed ya…” Mutt said as his eyes began to water and wince. He struggled a bit hoping Kenny would get the hint and let him go but instead Kenny gave him an even tighter squeeze.
“*hack, hack, grunt* “I missed ya too…. W--ha*cough hack grunt* something wr-wron *ack* wrong?” Kenny asked barely getting through his weakening voice box.
"Nothing, nothing's wrong.." Mutt replied trying to hold in a breath in a desperate attempt to avoid the rank smell of death pouring off of Kenny.
(this part after not in the dream)
At that moment the trio that had been banded with Mutt finally found him struggling in the arms of a near giant zombie Kenny. Mutt fighting to get out.
"SHIT MUTT'S IN TROUBLE!!" John yelled out thinking Mutt was doomed to be Kenny's next victim.
"No no it's fine!" Mutt replied still wincing from the odor being produced by his zombiefied friend.
"....I guess it's cool then why are you struggling for then...?" Kevin asked
"UGGGH SOMETHING FUCKING REEKS!!!!" Wendy yelled before noticing zombie Kenny standing before them "oh sorry.. hehe" She said with an apologetic grin.
"Yeaah that...." Mutt added
"We-well you can't*hack cough* can't expect death to smell like roses now can ya...?" Kenny groaned
(and yah they get the blood sample and whatever follow the rest of PE2 XD)
Kyle, Stan, and Uncle Jason returned with the injured Mutt none of the four knowing that it would take a much longer time to figure out the building blocks of the recovery potion. The various chemicals and such brought back from Jason’s house proved to fail over and over, Mephesto spend days and nights mixing combinations each with a failing result. During the passing of days and nights meant that the virus was still evolving , Kenny was developing into an even more powerful, more savage, more flesh starving beast devouring just about everyone in his path. The rampaged causing his stomach to expand ever more to accommodate the hundreds and hundreds pounds of human flesh Kenny was gorging on.
Everyone had basically given up hope of ever seeing normal Kenny ever again or even a “normal” South Park ever again. Not only did it meant that Kenny was quickly getting worst it meant that the town was either in his stomach or had turned into zombies themselves and were quickly infecting the other people.
Before they knew it two weeks had passed and Mephesto was finished but he needed one more ingredient, (as with the original plot the kids figure out it’s Kenny’s blood). And so Mephesto had set up a small group of John, Kevin, Wendy and Mutt. The last he had seen his best friend Mutt almost lost his arm to the zombified Kenny. He was missing and worrying about his buddy since that last day he wondered what had become of Kenny.
The small group searched high and low and somehow Mutt had become separated from the other three. The only weapon he had was a machete, yet he knew the longer he was alone the longer he was vulnerable, and he knew that was the way predators loved their prey, alone and weak. It wouldn’t be too long before a zombie caught whiff of live prey. And indeed it didn’t take very long.
Terrified Mutt had wondered deep into the streets not knowing what possible dangers lurked in the shadows when out of nowhere he could hear growling, grunting, gurgling, various noises and they were quickly getting louder. Meaning a zombie had spotted him and was charging towards him ready to make him into a meal.
Mutt’s eyes widened as he faced into the directions were the sounds were coming from and soon a shadow appeared out of the darkness, a very large shadow at that.
“Shit, shit ,shit……” Mutt repeated to himself. There was no way he could ever out run the beast bounding towards him and what was worst was who the beast turned out to be. As if deciding he wasn’t in too much of a hurry the large zombie slowed to a lumbering pace, and entered under the bright light of a lone streetlight revealing to be a very massive zombie Kenny.
The zombie had indeed transformed into a horrific monster, and it was clear that two weeks of being stuck with the virus was taken its toll. Kenny’s skin starting to decay and melt off in various spots including his one arm, where skin remained it was now a deep, dark brownish green. In fact in some spots, including half of his face, there was no skin. The zombie was staring back at Mutt with his right eye glassed over and nearly rolled into the back of his head while on the left side was nothing but nearly clean skull accompanied by an empty eye socket. His brain was also evermore exposed but like the skin it had turned a revolting greenish-brown coloration, his ribs and various other bones where jutting out from various spots accompanied by open bleeding wounds and spots that covered him from head to toe. And to top it all off the beast had literally grown from stuffing his gut, he was so considerably large Mutt to this day swears Kenny had grown to the size of a small bear considering Kenny also bared the fangs and teeth close to the size of a bear’s.
“Ohhhh shitttt…..what has that virus done to you….?” Mutt muttered to himself as the hefty zombie began to slowly approach him as he growled through his bared large, bone crushing teeth.
“Kenny….?” Mutt asked as he backed away from the intimidating beast who continued to approach him and began cornering his apparent prey. The zombie only answered with a small guttural growl. Mutt was unsure if this was a good welcoming growl or a I’m going to tear you to shreds growl but every instinct in him kept telling him to keep as good of a distance he could from the lumbering zombie who continued to follow him.
Eventually Mutt would fail to repeat the mistake he had made two weeks ago and end up backed up into a brick wall.
“Fuck! No please no!! Don’t end like this!!!” Mutt shouted as Kenny approached mere inches in front of him blocking his escape route with his enormous stomach. “Ooooh please don’t eat me…..” He began to beg ad he closed his eyes in fear of the thought of being devoured by his closest best friend . “Don’t eat me Kenny I won’t even taste that good!!”
Again a low roar was his responses as Kenny was now close enough to consume his buddy that would be if he wanted to. Kenny’s jaws opened up wide as it could as it approached Mutt’s head as if ready to crack it open like an egg but the jaws closed shut and weirdly enough the zombie started sniffing him for a bit. And before Mutt could open his eyes to see what as going on he was suddenly wrapped in the zombie’s grip as Kenny gave him a near lung crushing bear hug. Apparently not only did Kenny recognize his best friend but he had clearly missed him.
“Ugghh…Kenny??!” Mutt responded rather confused.
Kenny responded with another a low roar; he then hacked up some blood, “M-mutt! uggh.” He gargled a bit before spitting out more blood. His voice barely stable. “Mm meh *cough* my voice box is decaying...” he grunted his tight bear hug never once relenting
“You’re….you’re not eating me!” Mutt said rather happily
*cough hack* “You want me to?” Kenny asked
“No…. no….I was expecting a different , worst outcome…but haha that’s ok…” Mutt replied as happy as he was he was then starting to feel a bit uncomfortable as Kenny’s grip never waivered.
“Heh *cough* glad to see you’re still alive buddy…” Kenny responded as his voice box was detioriating further and further. "I wa-*ack!* I was afraid I'd never see you ag-*cough* again." He added given Mutt a tighter hug.
As he continued to trap Mutt with his bear hug two weeks of decaying were becoming quite noticeable. For one was the potent, vile, foul odor of a corpse surrounded Kenny like a scent shield and not to mention the melting skin, oozing blood, and various other body fluids that were seeping out were now smothering Mutt like a blanket. Mutt didn’t want to say anything to incite or offend his friend but the smell was horrendous enough to want to make him puke.
“Yeah I sure missed ya…” Mutt said as his eyes began to water and wince. He struggled a bit hoping Kenny would get the hint and let him go but instead Kenny gave him an even tighter squeeze.
“*hack, hack, grunt* “I missed ya too…. W--ha*cough hack grunt* something wr-wron *ack* wrong?” Kenny asked barely getting through his weakening voice box.
"Nothing, nothing's wrong.." Mutt replied trying to hold in a breath in a desperate attempt to avoid the rank smell of death pouring off of Kenny.
(this part after not in the dream)
At that moment the trio that had been banded with Mutt finally found him struggling in the arms of a near giant zombie Kenny. Mutt fighting to get out.
"SHIT MUTT'S IN TROUBLE!!" John yelled out thinking Mutt was doomed to be Kenny's next victim.
"No no it's fine!" Mutt replied still wincing from the odor being produced by his zombiefied friend.
"....I guess it's cool then why are you struggling for then...?" Kevin asked
"UGGGH SOMETHING FUCKING REEKS!!!!" Wendy yelled before noticing zombie Kenny standing before them "oh sorry.. hehe" She said with an apologetic grin.
"Yeaah that...." Mutt added
"We-well you can't*hack cough* can't expect death to smell like roses now can ya...?" Kenny groaned
(and yah they get the blood sample and whatever follow the rest of PE2 XD)
