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If there was a zombie apocalypse....

I will bring [MENTION=134963]96NotOut[/MENTION] [MENTION=14431]blinding light[/MENTION] [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] [MENTION=135578]Pakistani_Legend[/MENTION] [MENTION=132462]HamzaSaeen[/MENTION] [MENTION=132385]Afridi96[/MENTION] [MENTION=133135]kaayal[/MENTION] [MENTION=134701]Wattoo[/MENTION] [MENTION=136302]Haz95[/MENTION] and [MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION] with me to kill the zombies.

Donnie would make jokes and monkey pranks,they will laugh so hard and will fall onto the floor and we all will overcome at once.

Interesting but I think I'd rather be a zombie ;)
 
^ please.

No time for romance in zombie apocalypse. :uakmal

I will behead her if she turns.
 
So according to most of the people here including myself, [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] would be 'that one annoying girl' in the zombie movies. :uakmal

You'd be that weak link who'd hold the survivors back. Your death would be very much welcome. :uakmal
 
You'd be that weak link who'd hold the survivors back. Your death would be very much welcome. :uakmal

Banda mention hi kardeta hai :mv

I would be the one who gives up his life to save someone else :in
 
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[MENTION=23380]zaid65[/MENTION] would be living in a desolate area. He would take the survivors into his rather big mansion and give them food, clothing and let them stay for a while. Polite, friendly and funny, he would be a great host. Then [MENTION=2344]W63L35[/MENTION] would mention the word like followed by Afridi and Zaid would lose it badly. He would end up massacring everyone in the house while laughing maniacally. He, in his own words, would go medieval on 'em. [MENTION=23380]zaid65[/MENTION]'s sudden metamorphosis would be the first indication that you won't just need to be afraid of them zombies.

Story to be continued....
 
Am I the only one who thinks that [MENTION=1889]Saqs[/MENTION]'s avatar looks a bit like Herschel if he had brown hair lol
 
It was a dark night in Faisalabad where [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] was working in his laboratory in Basheer Bastee Haspataal. For many months now, Mamoon was working on this formula to cure constipation. One final mixture of garnished left over anda shaami sandwich and a bit of Dhaniya (coriander) on the top and it was ready.

He called up [MENTION=132954]Aman[/MENTION] (his nurse), and asked him to bring [MENTION=132385]Afridi96[/MENTION] from the general ward who has been suffering with comma since losing his money on Bangladesh losing to India in the recent series.
Mamoon infected Afridi96 with his solution but instead of sending him to quarantine, started drawing on his white board and illustrating why Messi is better than Ronaldo. Afridi96, an avid Ronaldo fan did not like this at all and suddenly woke up from his comma and injected his teeth in Mamoon’s calf. Aman immediately took him away back to his ward and tied him up there with chains.

Mamoon did not bother much about this incident, but after sometime he started feeling the urge to eat his own unborn children, his right eye started to bleed and he gradually tore his shirt apart. His hands then went down towards his baggy trousers before Aman stepped in the room and prevented him from doing so. Aman then started examining Mamoon from a make-out distance before Mamoon suddenly grabbed him and bit him hard on his right cheek tearing a big chunk of it along the facial hair.
Aman horrified ran out of the hospital towards his car. Suddenly, as per the norm of zombie movies, he did not feel the urge to drive the car. He went in and started biting, gnawing and throwing up blood on every human and Mamoon along with Afridi96 soon joined in.

Shortly thereafter, the infection spreads out of the hospital to the nearby localities and outskirts of Faisalabad, but rather than staying at their homes, all dumbass PPers came out of their homes and started running here and there.

Near the Chiniyot Bazar, [MENTION=135578]Pakistani_Legend[/MENTION] was searching for his beloved [MENTION=131867]London_Lahori[/MENTION] whom he spotted at the end of the street. They had a brief eye contact looking deep into each other’s eyes. There was a spark in those love-birds and an urge to come closer and so they did. L_L began running towards P_L as fast as he could. P_L at the other end pretended like Shahrukh Khan from Kal Ho Na Ho and spread his arms wide open for the soon-to-be-embrace. As L_L came closer, P_L started spilling his feelings, “London, jab se parhay the tere thread, ghoom gya tha mera head, aaja aaja bulaye mera bed, ek tu hi to….” *Khhhrchak*, L_L bites at the forearm and infects P_L. Oh No! What have you done, honey? I thought, I ain’t just like any other chick at your gym, P_L murmured before falling down on the ground and becoming just another human hamburger.

In the more posh locality of Madina Town, [MENTION=14431]blinding light[/MENTION] and [MENTION=135402]cricket083[/MENTION] hiding for 3 hours now in the servant quarter of their house, gather courage to come and face the pandemic. BL had just the idea to save them. If they could make it to the snooker club 2 galliyaan back, they might be able to get some help from [MENTION=100918]Square Drive[/MENTION]. Known for his cunning comments and gadgets in the mohalla, BL had high hopes from him, though she was skeptical about him helping her given their past history. But cricket083 convinced her that she will take care of him with just a sly smile. So, moving like snakes, they eventually reached the club and found SD hiding under a snooker table with a cue stick in his hand which he intended to use as a weapon. SD had enough livestock in his gaon outside the city, but to reach there, they would require reaching D-Ground 11km away and ask [MENTION=132462]HamzaSaeen[/MENTION] to lend them his wadda wala tractor to reach SD’s ancestral village.

So they have to hop on to the unsafe Honda CD70 bike of SD about which cricket083 wasn’t impressed much. SD replied to her as if it’s the next coolest thing in Faisalabad after Latthay di Chaadar, “Main tey Honda Hi Laisaa’n”, and quickly began driving it to reach to Hamza. On the road they see Aman chewing on [MENTION=47617]~Red Devil~[/MENTION]’s knee cap outside the Masood aka Sooda Timepiece’s barber shop, a little further ahead, [MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION] was seen chasing a half-naked [MENTION=131789]GreenKnightRises[/MENTION], on a balcony of one of the houses, [MENTION=134474]Moe[/MENTION] was struggling hard to climb where [MENTION=137260]Noora420[/MENTION] was screaming for some help from the zombie but Moe was defeated by [MENTION=134963]96NotOut[/MENTION] who came from behind to bite on the left shoulder of Noora turning her into another cannibal.

Eventually, they reached Hamza’s yard where he had already shot down [MENTION=19532]AZ[/MENTION]zuri and [MENTION=132441]saiyan0312[/MENTION] with his sniper. Impressed with this, BL and Cricket083 were much impressed but SD started feeling jealous of his courage. They all agreed to hop on to the tractor and march towards the village. As soon as they came out of the yard, 332 infected zombies heard the engine sound and chased them to have some free feast. Tractor was quite slow but zombies were much slower, the fastest of which were Moe, Mamoon, Aman, and [MENTION=134789]maddgenius[/MENTION]

Saeen kept shooting at them but all shots were missed. Soon they reached the village where [MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION] and [MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] were milking the cow and getting ready for the sun rise. Noor Jehan’s soulful songs were being played on the puraana tape recorder and it was indeed a thand mahol tey naal mithay chawl. Hearing the hustle and bustle of the tractor Munna was quick to grab his Klashinkolf and running towards the main door of the Kothi. He peeked from the window and saw BL and company running towards the building. Munna, under the impression that these are zombies, opened fire at them killing SD and Hamza at first. Seeing this, Cricket083 spoke out some censored words at which Munna understood that he has made a terrible assumption and welcomed both girls in. Soon after, Dhoni183 brought 4 glasses of thandi lassee and they all narrated their individual versions of night long adventures.

Well, it was a matter of time, before the zombies had reached them. Dhoni183 was as quick as Kamran Akmal dropping a straight forward chance, quickly got hold of Aman and started narrating a story to him about how his elder brother escaped the wrath of a nurse at whose house they went for a rishta 3 years ago. Aman got sentimental hearing this, but before he could come back to normality, 96NotOut jumped on to Dhoni183 from the stable wall and started biting him. Dhoni183 poked his two fingers in 96's eyes and blinded her. Aman then attacked Dhoni but one big taang of his on Aman's nose was enough to decapitate him. Inside the house, BL and Cricket083 had tagged along each other again and used all the kitchen utensils to poke and perforate Moe to death. Munna was fighting strong until he was bitten by Mamoon on the tind but he also went down firing all his bullets in to Mamoon's armpits.

Both Dhoni183 and Munna had succumbed to cannibalism now and it was left to the two brave girls BL and Cricket083 to do a Will Smith of I Am Legend minus the dog.

It has been 28 days now that the apocalypse has struck Faisalabad. External help has still not reached the Agricultural capital and the city has been quarantined by the government and army with no outside contact. Zong was first to cut off their 4G services so that no Zombie could make contact with his counterparts in the FATA areas. What has happened with the 2 girl survivors is still not known and PPers are not enough bothered to know as the next season of PPCL is about to start and everyone is only concerned about getting the big contracts.
 
It was a dark night in Faisalabad where [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] was working in his laboratory in Basheer Bastee Haspataal. For many months now, Mamoon was working on this formula to cure constipation. One final mixture of garnished left over anda shaami sandwich and a bit of Dhaniya (coriander) on the top and it was ready.

He called up [MENTION=132954]Aman[/MENTION] (his nurse), and asked him to bring [MENTION=132385]Afridi96[/MENTION] from the general ward who has been suffering with comma since losing his money on Bangladesh losing to India in the recent series.
Mamoon infected Afridi96 with his solution but instead of sending him to quarantine, started drawing on his white board and illustrating why Messi is better than Ronaldo. Afridi96, an avid Ronaldo fan did not like this at all and suddenly woke up from his comma and injected his teeth in Mamoon’s calf. Aman immediately took him away back to his ward and tied him up there with chains.

Mamoon did not bother much about this incident, but after sometime he started feeling the urge to eat his own unborn children, his right eye started to bleed and he gradually tore his shirt apart. His hands then went down towards his baggy trousers before Aman stepped in the room and prevented him from doing so. Aman then started examining Mamoon from a make-out distance before Mamoon suddenly grabbed him and bit him hard on his right cheek tearing a big chunk of it along the facial hair.
Aman horrified ran out of the hospital towards his car. Suddenly, as per the norm of zombie movies, he did not feel the urge to drive the car. He went in and started biting, gnawing and throwing up blood on every human and Mamoon along with Afridi96 soon joined in.

Shortly thereafter, the infection spreads out of the hospital to the nearby localities and outskirts of Faisalabad, but rather than staying at their homes, all dumbass PPers came out of their homes and started running here and there.

Near the Chiniyot Bazar, [MENTION=135578]Pakistani_Legend[/MENTION] was searching for his beloved [MENTION=131867]London_Lahori[/MENTION] whom he spotted at the end of the street. They had a brief eye contact looking deep into each other’s eyes. There was a spark in those love-birds and an urge to come closer and so they did. L_L began running towards P_L as fast as he could. P_L at the other end pretended like Shahrukh Khan from Kal Ho Na Ho and spread his arms wide open for the soon-to-be-embrace. As L_L came closer, P_L started spilling his feelings, “London, jab se parhay the tere thread, ghoom gya tha mera head, aaja aaja bulaye mera bed, ek tu hi to….” *Khhhrchak*, L_L bites at the forearm and infects P_L. Oh No! What have you done, honey? I thought, I ain’t just like any other chick at your gym, P_L murmured before falling down on the ground and becoming just another human hamburger.

In the more posh locality of Madina Town, [MENTION=14431]blinding light[/MENTION] and [MENTION=135402]cricket083[/MENTION] hiding for 3 hours now in the servant quarter of their house, gather courage to come and face the pandemic. BL had just the idea to save them. If they could make it to the snooker club 2 galliyaan back, they might be able to get some help from [MENTION=100918]Square Drive[/MENTION]. Known for his cunning comments and gadgets in the mohalla, BL had high hopes from him, though she was skeptical about him helping her given their past history. But cricket083 convinced her that she will take care of him with just a sly smile. So, moving like snakes, they eventually reached the club and found SD hiding under a snooker table with a cue stick in his hand which he intended to use as a weapon. SD had enough livestock in his gaon outside the city, but to reach there, they would require reaching D-Ground 11km away and ask [MENTION=132462]HamzaSaeen[/MENTION] to lend them his wadda wala tractor to reach SD’s ancestral village.

So they have to hop on to the unsafe Honda CD70 bike of SD about which cricket083 wasn’t impressed much. SD replied to her as if it’s the next coolest thing in Faisalabad after Latthay di Chaadar, “Main tey Honda Hi Laisaa’n”, and quickly began driving it to reach to Hamza. On the road they see Aman chewing on [MENTION=47617]~Red Devil~[/MENTION]’s knee cap outside the Masood aka Sooda Timepiece’s barber shop, a little further ahead, [MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION] was seen chasing a half-naked [MENTION=131789]GreenKnightRises[/MENTION], on a balcony of one of the houses, [MENTION=134474]Moe[/MENTION] was struggling hard to climb where [MENTION=137260]Noora420[/MENTION] was screaming for some help from the zombie but Moe was defeated by [MENTION=134963]96NotOut[/MENTION] who came from behind to bite on the left shoulder of Noora turning her into another cannibal.

Eventually, they reached Hamza’s yard where he had already shot down [MENTION=19532]AZ[/MENTION]zuri and [MENTION=132441]saiyan0312[/MENTION] with his sniper. Impressed with this, BL and Cricket083 were much impressed but SD started feeling jealous of his courage. They all agreed to hop on to the tractor and march towards the village. As soon as they came out of the yard, 332 infected zombies heard the engine sound and chased them to have some free feast. Tractor was quite slow but zombies were much slower, the fastest of which were Moe, Mamoon, Aman, and [MENTION=134789]maddgenius[/MENTION]

Saeen kept shooting at them but all shots were missed. Soon they reached the village where [MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION] and [MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] were milking the cow and getting ready for the sun rise. Noor Jehan’s soulful songs were being played on the puraana tape recorder and it was indeed a thand mahol tey naal mithay chawl. Hearing the hustle and bustle of the tractor Munna was quick to grab his Klashinkolf and running towards the main door of the Kothi. He peeked from the window and saw BL and company running towards the building. Munna, under the impression that these are zombies, opened fire at them killing SD and Hamza at first. Seeing this, Cricket083 spoke out some censored words at which Munna understood that he has made a terrible assumption and welcomed both girls in. Soon after, Dhoni183 brought 4 glasses of thandi lassee and they all narrated their individual versions of night long adventures.

Well, it was a matter of time, before the zombies had reached them. Dhoni183 was as quick as Kamran Akmal dropping a straight forward chance, quickly got hold of Aman and started narrating a story to him about how his elder brother escaped the wrath of a nurse at whose house they went for a rishta 3 years ago. Aman got sentimental hearing this, but before he could come back to normality, 96NotOut jumped on to Dhoni183 from the stable wall and started biting him. Dhoni183 poked his two fingers in 96's eyes and blinded her. Aman then attacked Dhoni but one big taang of his on Aman's nose was enough to decapitate him. Inside the house, BL and Cricket083 had tagged along each other again and used all the kitchen utensils to poke and perforate Moe to death. Munna was fighting strong until he was bitten by Mamoon on the tind but he also went down firing all his bullets in to Mamoon's armpits.

Both Dhoni183 and Munna had succumbed to cannibalism now and it was left to the two brave girls BL and Cricket083 to do a Will Smith of I Am Legend minus the dog.

It has been 28 days now that the apocalypse has struck Faisalabad. External help has still not reached the Agricultural capital and the city has been quarantined by the government and army with no outside contact. Zong was first to cut off their 4G services so that no Zombie could make contact with his counterparts in the FATA areas. What has happened with the 2 girl survivors is still not known and PPers are not enough bothered to know as the next season of PPCL is about to start and everyone is only concerned about getting the big contracts.
:))) :))) this for POTW!
 
It was a dark night in Faisalabad where [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] was working in his laboratory in Basheer Bastee Haspataal. For many months now, Mamoon was working on this formula to cure constipation. One final mixture of garnished left over anda shaami sandwich and a bit of Dhaniya (coriander) on the top and it was ready.

He called up [MENTION=132954]Aman[/MENTION] (his nurse), and asked him to bring [MENTION=132385]Afridi96[/MENTION] from the general ward who has been suffering with comma since losing his money on Bangladesh losing to India in the recent series.
Mamoon infected Afridi96 with his solution but instead of sending him to quarantine, started drawing on his white board and illustrating why Messi is better than Ronaldo. Afridi96, an avid Ronaldo fan did not like this at all and suddenly woke up from his comma and injected his teeth in Mamoon’s calf. Aman immediately took him away back to his ward and tied him up there with chains.

Mamoon did not bother much about this incident, but after sometime he started feeling the urge to eat his own unborn children, his right eye started to bleed and he gradually tore his shirt apart. His hands then went down towards his baggy trousers before Aman stepped in the room and prevented him from doing so. Aman then started examining Mamoon from a make-out distance before Mamoon suddenly grabbed him and bit him hard on his right cheek tearing a big chunk of it along the facial hair.
Aman horrified ran out of the hospital towards his car. Suddenly, as per the norm of zombie movies, he did not feel the urge to drive the car. He went in and started biting, gnawing and throwing up blood on every human and Mamoon along with Afridi96 soon joined in.

Shortly thereafter, the infection spreads out of the hospital to the nearby localities and outskirts of Faisalabad, but rather than staying at their homes, all dumbass PPers came out of their homes and started running here and there.

Near the Chiniyot Bazar, [MENTION=135578]Pakistani_Legend[/MENTION] was searching for his beloved [MENTION=131867]London_Lahori[/MENTION] whom he spotted at the end of the street. They had a brief eye contact looking deep into each other’s eyes. There was a spark in those love-birds and an urge to come closer and so they did. L_L began running towards P_L as fast as he could. P_L at the other end pretended like Shahrukh Khan from Kal Ho Na Ho and spread his arms wide open for the soon-to-be-embrace. As L_L came closer, P_L started spilling his feelings, “London, jab se parhay the tere thread, ghoom gya tha mera head, aaja aaja bulaye mera bed, ek tu hi to….” *Khhhrchak*, L_L bites at the forearm and infects P_L. Oh No! What have you done, honey? I thought, I ain’t just like any other chick at your gym, P_L murmured before falling down on the ground and becoming just another human hamburger.

In the more posh locality of Madina Town, [MENTION=14431]blinding light[/MENTION] and [MENTION=135402]cricket083[/MENTION] hiding for 3 hours now in the servant quarter of their house, gather courage to come and face the pandemic. BL had just the idea to save them. If they could make it to the snooker club 2 galliyaan back, they might be able to get some help from [MENTION=100918]Square Drive[/MENTION]. Known for his cunning comments and gadgets in the mohalla, BL had high hopes from him, though she was skeptical about him helping her given their past history. But cricket083 convinced her that she will take care of him with just a sly smile. So, moving like snakes, they eventually reached the club and found SD hiding under a snooker table with a cue stick in his hand which he intended to use as a weapon. SD had enough livestock in his gaon outside the city, but to reach there, they would require reaching D-Ground 11km away and ask [MENTION=132462]HamzaSaeen[/MENTION] to lend them his wadda wala tractor to reach SD’s ancestral village.

So they have to hop on to the unsafe Honda CD70 bike of SD about which cricket083 wasn’t impressed much. SD replied to her as if it’s the next coolest thing in Faisalabad after Latthay di Chaadar, “Main tey Honda Hi Laisaa’n”, and quickly began driving it to reach to Hamza. On the road they see Aman chewing on [MENTION=47617]~Red Devil~[/MENTION]’s knee cap outside the Masood aka Sooda Timepiece’s barber shop, a little further ahead, [MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION] was seen chasing a half-naked [MENTION=131789]GreenKnightRises[/MENTION], on a balcony of one of the houses, [MENTION=134474]Moe[/MENTION] was struggling hard to climb where [MENTION=137260]Noora420[/MENTION] was screaming for some help from the zombie but Moe was defeated by [MENTION=134963]96NotOut[/MENTION] who came from behind to bite on the left shoulder of Noora turning her into another cannibal.

Eventually, they reached Hamza’s yard where he had already shot down [MENTION=19532]AZ[/MENTION]zuri and [MENTION=132441]saiyan0312[/MENTION] with his sniper. Impressed with this, BL and Cricket083 were much impressed but SD started feeling jealous of his courage. They all agreed to hop on to the tractor and march towards the village. As soon as they came out of the yard, 332 infected zombies heard the engine sound and chased them to have some free feast. Tractor was quite slow but zombies were much slower, the fastest of which were Moe, Mamoon, Aman, and [MENTION=134789]maddgenius[/MENTION]

Saeen kept shooting at them but all shots were missed. Soon they reached the village where [MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION] and [MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] were milking the cow and getting ready for the sun rise. Noor Jehan’s soulful songs were being played on the puraana tape recorder and it was indeed a thand mahol tey naal mithay chawl. Hearing the hustle and bustle of the tractor Munna was quick to grab his Klashinkolf and running towards the main door of the Kothi. He peeked from the window and saw BL and company running towards the building. Munna, under the impression that these are zombies, opened fire at them killing SD and Hamza at first. Seeing this, Cricket083 spoke out some censored words at which Munna understood that he has made a terrible assumption and welcomed both girls in. Soon after, Dhoni183 brought 4 glasses of thandi lassee and they all narrated their individual versions of night long adventures.

Well, it was a matter of time, before the zombies had reached them. Dhoni183 was as quick as Kamran Akmal dropping a straight forward chance, quickly got hold of Aman and started narrating a story to him about how his elder brother escaped the wrath of a nurse at whose house they went for a rishta 3 years ago. Aman got sentimental hearing this, but before he could come back to normality, 96NotOut jumped on to Dhoni183 from the stable wall and started biting him. Dhoni183 poked his two fingers in 96's eyes and blinded her. Aman then attacked Dhoni but one big taang of his on Aman's nose was enough to decapitate him. Inside the house, BL and Cricket083 had tagged along each other again and used all the kitchen utensils to poke and perforate Moe to death. Munna was fighting strong until he was bitten by Mamoon on the tind but he also went down firing all his bullets in to Mamoon's armpits.

Both Dhoni183 and Munna had succumbed to cannibalism now and it was left to the two brave girls BL and Cricket083 to do a Will Smith of I Am Legend minus the dog.

It has been 28 days now that the apocalypse has struck Faisalabad. External help has still not reached the Agricultural capital and the city has been quarantined by the government and army with no outside contact. Zong was first to cut off their 4G services so that no Zombie could make contact with his counterparts in the FATA areas. What has happened with the 2 girl survivors is still not known and PPers are not enough bothered to know as the next season of PPCL is about to start and everyone is only concerned about getting the big contracts.

:))) :))) :))) :))) :))) :)))

This should be made into a movie, absolutely brilliant. You have serious writing skills.
Time Pass POTW.
 
It was a dark night in Faisalabad where [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] was working in his laboratory in Basheer Bastee Haspataal. For many months now, Mamoon was working on this formula to cure constipation. One final mixture of garnished left over anda shaami sandwich and a bit of Dhaniya (coriander) on the top and it was ready.

He called up [MENTION=132954]Aman[/MENTION] (his nurse), and asked him to bring [MENTION=132385]Afridi96[/MENTION] from the general ward who has been suffering with comma since losing his money on Bangladesh losing to India in the recent series.
Mamoon infected Afridi96 with his solution but instead of sending him to quarantine, started drawing on his white board and illustrating why Messi is better than Ronaldo. Afridi96, an avid Ronaldo fan did not like this at all and suddenly woke up from his comma and injected his teeth in Mamoon’s calf. Aman immediately took him away back to his ward and tied him up there with chains.

Mamoon did not bother much about this incident, but after sometime he started feeling the urge to eat his own unborn children, his right eye started to bleed and he gradually tore his shirt apart. His hands then went down towards his baggy trousers before Aman stepped in the room and prevented him from doing so. Aman then started examining Mamoon from a make-out distance before Mamoon suddenly grabbed him and bit him hard on his right cheek tearing a big chunk of it along the facial hair.
Aman horrified ran out of the hospital towards his car. Suddenly, as per the norm of zombie movies, he did not feel the urge to drive the car. He went in and started biting, gnawing and throwing up blood on every human and Mamoon along with Afridi96 soon joined in.

Shortly thereafter, the infection spreads out of the hospital to the nearby localities and outskirts of Faisalabad, but rather than staying at their homes, all dumbass PPers came out of their homes and started running here and there.

Near the Chiniyot Bazar, [MENTION=135578]Pakistani_Legend[/MENTION] was searching for his beloved [MENTION=131867]London_Lahori[/MENTION] whom he spotted at the end of the street. They had a brief eye contact looking deep into each other’s eyes. There was a spark in those love-birds and an urge to come closer and so they did. L_L began running towards P_L as fast as he could. P_L at the other end pretended like Shahrukh Khan from Kal Ho Na Ho and spread his arms wide open for the soon-to-be-embrace. As L_L came closer, P_L started spilling his feelings, “London, jab se parhay the tere thread, ghoom gya tha mera head, aaja aaja bulaye mera bed, ek tu hi to….” *Khhhrchak*, L_L bites at the forearm and infects P_L. Oh No! What have you done, honey? I thought, I ain’t just like any other chick at your gym, P_L murmured before falling down on the ground and becoming just another human hamburger.

In the more posh locality of Madina Town, [MENTION=14431]blinding light[/MENTION] and [MENTION=135402]cricket083[/MENTION] hiding for 3 hours now in the servant quarter of their house, gather courage to come and face the pandemic. BL had just the idea to save them. If they could make it to the snooker club 2 galliyaan back, they might be able to get some help from [MENTION=100918]Square Drive[/MENTION]. Known for his cunning comments and gadgets in the mohalla, BL had high hopes from him, though she was skeptical about him helping her given their past history. But cricket083 convinced her that she will take care of him with just a sly smile. So, moving like snakes, they eventually reached the club and found SD hiding under a snooker table with a cue stick in his hand which he intended to use as a weapon. SD had enough livestock in his gaon outside the city, but to reach there, they would require reaching D-Ground 11km away and ask [MENTION=132462]HamzaSaeen[/MENTION] to lend them his wadda wala tractor to reach SD’s ancestral village.

So they have to hop on to the unsafe Honda CD70 bike of SD about which cricket083 wasn’t impressed much. SD replied to her as if it’s the next coolest thing in Faisalabad after Latthay di Chaadar, “Main tey Honda Hi Laisaa’n”, and quickly began driving it to reach to Hamza. On the road they see Aman chewing on [MENTION=47617]~Red Devil~[/MENTION]’s knee cap outside the Masood aka Sooda Timepiece’s barber shop, a little further ahead, [MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION] was seen chasing a half-naked [MENTION=131789]GreenKnightRises[/MENTION], on a balcony of one of the houses, [MENTION=134474]Moe[/MENTION] was struggling hard to climb where [MENTION=137260]Noora420[/MENTION] was screaming for some help from the zombie but Moe was defeated by [MENTION=134963]96NotOut[/MENTION] who came from behind to bite on the left shoulder of Noora turning her into another cannibal.

Eventually, they reached Hamza’s yard where he had already shot down [MENTION=19532]AZ[/MENTION]zuri and [MENTION=132441]saiyan0312[/MENTION] with his sniper. Impressed with this, BL and Cricket083 were much impressed but SD started feeling jealous of his courage. They all agreed to hop on to the tractor and march towards the village. As soon as they came out of the yard, 332 infected zombies heard the engine sound and chased them to have some free feast. Tractor was quite slow but zombies were much slower, the fastest of which were Moe, Mamoon, Aman, and [MENTION=134789]maddgenius[/MENTION]

Saeen kept shooting at them but all shots were missed. Soon they reached the village where [MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION] and [MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] were milking the cow and getting ready for the sun rise. Noor Jehan’s soulful songs were being played on the puraana tape recorder and it was indeed a thand mahol tey naal mithay chawl. Hearing the hustle and bustle of the tractor Munna was quick to grab his Klashinkolf and running towards the main door of the Kothi. He peeked from the window and saw BL and company running towards the building. Munna, under the impression that these are zombies, opened fire at them killing SD and Hamza at first. Seeing this, Cricket083 spoke out some censored words at which Munna understood that he has made a terrible assumption and welcomed both girls in. Soon after, Dhoni183 brought 4 glasses of thandi lassee and they all narrated their individual versions of night long adventures.

Well, it was a matter of time, before the zombies had reached them. Dhoni183 was as quick as Kamran Akmal dropping a straight forward chance, quickly got hold of Aman and started narrating a story to him about how his elder brother escaped the wrath of a nurse at whose house they went for a rishta 3 years ago. Aman got sentimental hearing this, but before he could come back to normality, 96NotOut jumped on to Dhoni183 from the stable wall and started biting him. Dhoni183 poked his two fingers in 96's eyes and blinded her. Aman then attacked Dhoni but one big taang of his on Aman's nose was enough to decapitate him. Inside the house, BL and Cricket083 had tagged along each other again and used all the kitchen utensils to poke and perforate Moe to death. Munna was fighting strong until he was bitten by Mamoon on the tind but he also went down firing all his bullets in to Mamoon's armpits.

Both Dhoni183 and Munna had succumbed to cannibalism now and it was left to the two brave girls BL and Cricket083 to do a Will Smith of I Am Legend minus the dog.

It has been 28 days now that the apocalypse has struck Faisalabad. External help has still not reached the Agricultural capital and the city has been quarantined by the government and army with no outside contact. Zong was first to cut off their 4G services so that no Zombie could make contact with his counterparts in the FATA areas. What has happened with the 2 girl survivors is still not known and PPers are not enough bothered to know as the next season of PPCL is about to start and everyone is only concerned about getting the big contracts.

OMG I'M CRYING

:))) :))) :)))

Oh Jesus. Oh man. This made my week!!
 
It was a dark night in Faisalabad where [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] was working in his laboratory in Basheer Bastee Haspataal. For many months now, Mamoon was working on this formula to cure constipation. One final mixture of garnished left over anda shaami sandwich and a bit of Dhaniya (coriander) on the top and it was ready.

He called up [MENTION=132954]Aman[/MENTION] (his nurse), and asked him to bring [MENTION=132385]Afridi96[/MENTION] from the general ward who has been suffering with comma since losing his money on Bangladesh losing to India in the recent series.
Mamoon infected Afridi96 with his solution but instead of sending him to quarantine, started drawing on his white board and illustrating why Messi is better than Ronaldo. Afridi96, an avid Ronaldo fan did not like this at all and suddenly woke up from his comma and injected his teeth in Mamoon’s calf. Aman immediately took him away back to his ward and tied him up there with chains.

Mamoon did not bother much about this incident, but after sometime he started feeling the urge to eat his own unborn children, his right eye started to bleed and he gradually tore his shirt apart. His hands then went down towards his baggy trousers before Aman stepped in the room and prevented him from doing so. Aman then started examining Mamoon from a make-out distance before Mamoon suddenly grabbed him and bit him hard on his right cheek tearing a big chunk of it along the facial hair.
Aman horrified ran out of the hospital towards his car. Suddenly, as per the norm of zombie movies, he did not feel the urge to drive the car. He went in and started biting, gnawing and throwing up blood on every human and Mamoon along with Afridi96 soon joined in.

Shortly thereafter, the infection spreads out of the hospital to the nearby localities and outskirts of Faisalabad, but rather than staying at their homes, all dumbass PPers came out of their homes and started running here and there.

Near the Chiniyot Bazar, [MENTION=135578]Pakistani_Legend[/MENTION] was searching for his beloved [MENTION=131867]London_Lahori[/MENTION] whom he spotted at the end of the street. They had a brief eye contact looking deep into each other’s eyes. There was a spark in those love-birds and an urge to come closer and so they did. L_L began running towards P_L as fast as he could. P_L at the other end pretended like Shahrukh Khan from Kal Ho Na Ho and spread his arms wide open for the soon-to-be-embrace. As L_L came closer, P_L started spilling his feelings, “London, jab se parhay the tere thread, ghoom gya tha mera head, aaja aaja bulaye mera bed, ek tu hi to….” *Khhhrchak*, L_L bites at the forearm and infects P_L. Oh No! What have you done, honey? I thought, I ain’t just like any other chick at your gym, P_L murmured before falling down on the ground and becoming just another human hamburger.

In the more posh locality of Madina Town, [MENTION=14431]blinding light[/MENTION] and [MENTION=135402]cricket083[/MENTION] hiding for 3 hours now in the servant quarter of their house, gather courage to come and face the pandemic. BL had just the idea to save them. If they could make it to the snooker club 2 galliyaan back, they might be able to get some help from [MENTION=100918]Square Drive[/MENTION]. Known for his cunning comments and gadgets in the mohalla, BL had high hopes from him, though she was skeptical about him helping her given their past history. But cricket083 convinced her that she will take care of him with just a sly smile. So, moving like snakes, they eventually reached the club and found SD hiding under a snooker table with a cue stick in his hand which he intended to use as a weapon. SD had enough livestock in his gaon outside the city, but to reach there, they would require reaching D-Ground 11km away and ask [MENTION=132462]HamzaSaeen[/MENTION] to lend them his wadda wala tractor to reach SD’s ancestral village.

So they have to hop on to the unsafe Honda CD70 bike of SD about which cricket083 wasn’t impressed much. SD replied to her as if it’s the next coolest thing in Faisalabad after Latthay di Chaadar, “Main tey Honda Hi Laisaa’n”, and quickly began driving it to reach to Hamza. On the road they see Aman chewing on [MENTION=47617]~Red Devil~[/MENTION]’s knee cap outside the Masood aka Sooda Timepiece’s barber shop, a little further ahead, [MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION] was seen chasing a half-naked [MENTION=131789]GreenKnightRises[/MENTION], on a balcony of one of the houses, [MENTION=134474]Moe[/MENTION] was struggling hard to climb where [MENTION=137260]Noora420[/MENTION] was screaming for some help from the zombie but Moe was defeated by [MENTION=134963]96NotOut[/MENTION] who came from behind to bite on the left shoulder of Noora turning her into another cannibal.

Eventually, they reached Hamza’s yard where he had already shot down [MENTION=19532]AZ[/MENTION]zuri and [MENTION=132441]saiyan0312[/MENTION] with his sniper. Impressed with this, BL and Cricket083 were much impressed but SD started feeling jealous of his courage. They all agreed to hop on to the tractor and march towards the village. As soon as they came out of the yard, 332 infected zombies heard the engine sound and chased them to have some free feast. Tractor was quite slow but zombies were much slower, the fastest of which were Moe, Mamoon, Aman, and [MENTION=134789]maddgenius[/MENTION]

Saeen kept shooting at them but all shots were missed. Soon they reached the village where [MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION] and [MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] were milking the cow and getting ready for the sun rise. Noor Jehan’s soulful songs were being played on the puraana tape recorder and it was indeed a thand mahol tey naal mithay chawl. Hearing the hustle and bustle of the tractor Munna was quick to grab his Klashinkolf and running towards the main door of the Kothi. He peeked from the window and saw BL and company running towards the building. Munna, under the impression that these are zombies, opened fire at them killing SD and Hamza at first. Seeing this, Cricket083 spoke out some censored words at which Munna understood that he has made a terrible assumption and welcomed both girls in. Soon after, Dhoni183 brought 4 glasses of thandi lassee and they all narrated their individual versions of night long adventures.

Well, it was a matter of time, before the zombies had reached them. Dhoni183 was as quick as Kamran Akmal dropping a straight forward chance, quickly got hold of Aman and started narrating a story to him about how his elder brother escaped the wrath of a nurse at whose house they went for a rishta 3 years ago. Aman got sentimental hearing this, but before he could come back to normality, 96NotOut jumped on to Dhoni183 from the stable wall and started biting him. Dhoni183 poked his two fingers in 96's eyes and blinded her. Aman then attacked Dhoni but one big taang of his on Aman's nose was enough to decapitate him. Inside the house, BL and Cricket083 had tagged along each other again and used all the kitchen utensils to poke and perforate Moe to death. Munna was fighting strong until he was bitten by Mamoon on the tind but he also went down firing all his bullets in to Mamoon's armpits.

Both Dhoni183 and Munna had succumbed to cannibalism now and it was left to the two brave girls BL and Cricket083 to do a Will Smith of I Am Legend minus the dog.

It has been 28 days now that the apocalypse has struck Faisalabad. External help has still not reached the Agricultural capital and the city has been quarantined by the government and army with no outside contact. Zong was first to cut off their 4G services so that no Zombie could make contact with his counterparts in the FATA areas. What has happened with the 2 girl survivors is still not known and PPers are not enough bothered to know as the next season of PPCL is about to start and everyone is only concerned about getting the big contracts.

Legend! I can't control my laughter!:96:

POTW.
 
Why me and Green knight rises?? I dont think I've even quoted him before lol

Man I'm still laughing at that. Aman as Mamoon nurse :))

When I got to Dhoni's introduction I actually lost it and nearly fell over
 
It was a dark night in Faisalabad where [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] was working in his laboratory in Basheer Bastee Haspataal. For many months now, Mamoon was working on this formula to cure constipation. One final mixture of garnished left over anda shaami sandwich and a bit of Dhaniya (coriander) on the top and it was ready.

He called up [MENTION=132954]Aman[/MENTION] (his nurse), and asked him to bring [MENTION=132385]Afridi96[/MENTION] from the general ward who has been suffering with comma since losing his money on Bangladesh losing to India in the recent series.
Mamoon infected Afridi96 with his solution but instead of sending him to quarantine, started drawing on his white board and illustrating why Messi is better than Ronaldo. Afridi96, an avid Ronaldo fan did not like this at all and suddenly woke up from his comma and injected his teeth in Mamoon’s calf. Aman immediately took him away back to his ward and tied him up there with chains.

Mamoon did not bother much about this incident, but after sometime he started feeling the urge to eat his own unborn children, his right eye started to bleed and he gradually tore his shirt apart. His hands then went down towards his baggy trousers before Aman stepped in the room and prevented him from doing so. Aman then started examining Mamoon from a make-out distance before Mamoon suddenly grabbed him and bit him hard on his right cheek tearing a big chunk of it along the facial hair.
Aman horrified ran out of the hospital towards his car. Suddenly, as per the norm of zombie movies, he did not feel the urge to drive the car. He went in and started biting, gnawing and throwing up blood on every human and Mamoon along with Afridi96 soon joined in.

Shortly thereafter, the infection spreads out of the hospital to the nearby localities and outskirts of Faisalabad, but rather than staying at their homes, all dumbass PPers came out of their homes and started running here and there.

Near the Chiniyot Bazar, [MENTION=135578]Pakistani_Legend[/MENTION] was searching for his beloved [MENTION=131867]London_Lahori[/MENTION] whom he spotted at the end of the street. They had a brief eye contact looking deep into each other’s eyes. There was a spark in those love-birds and an urge to come closer and so they did. L_L began running towards P_L as fast as he could. P_L at the other end pretended like Shahrukh Khan from Kal Ho Na Ho and spread his arms wide open for the soon-to-be-embrace. As L_L came closer, P_L started spilling his feelings, “London, jab se parhay the tere thread, ghoom gya tha mera head, aaja aaja bulaye mera bed, ek tu hi to….” *Khhhrchak*, L_L bites at the forearm and infects P_L. Oh No! What have you done, honey? I thought, I ain’t just like any other chick at your gym, P_L murmured before falling down on the ground and becoming just another human hamburger.

In the more posh locality of Madina Town, [MENTION=14431]blinding light[/MENTION] and [MENTION=135402]cricket083[/MENTION] hiding for 3 hours now in the servant quarter of their house, gather courage to come and face the pandemic. BL had just the idea to save them. If they could make it to the snooker club 2 galliyaan back, they might be able to get some help from [MENTION=100918]Square Drive[/MENTION]. Known for his cunning comments and gadgets in the mohalla, BL had high hopes from him, though she was skeptical about him helping her given their past history. But cricket083 convinced her that she will take care of him with just a sly smile. So, moving like snakes, they eventually reached the club and found SD hiding under a snooker table with a cue stick in his hand which he intended to use as a weapon. SD had enough livestock in his gaon outside the city, but to reach there, they would require reaching D-Ground 11km away and ask [MENTION=132462]HamzaSaeen[/MENTION] to lend them his wadda wala tractor to reach SD’s ancestral village.

So they have to hop on to the unsafe Honda CD70 bike of SD about which cricket083 wasn’t impressed much. SD replied to her as if it’s the next coolest thing in Faisalabad after Latthay di Chaadar, “Main tey Honda Hi Laisaa’n”, and quickly began driving it to reach to Hamza. On the road they see Aman chewing on [MENTION=47617]~Red Devil~[/MENTION]’s knee cap outside the Masood aka Sooda Timepiece’s barber shop, a little further ahead, [MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION] was seen chasing a half-naked [MENTION=131789]GreenKnightRises[/MENTION], on a balcony of one of the houses, [MENTION=134474]Moe[/MENTION] was struggling hard to climb where [MENTION=137260]Noora420[/MENTION] was screaming for some help from the zombie but Moe was defeated by [MENTION=134963]96NotOut[/MENTION] who came from behind to bite on the left shoulder of Noora turning her into another cannibal.

Eventually, they reached Hamza’s yard where he had already shot down [MENTION=19532]AZ[/MENTION]zuri and [MENTION=132441]saiyan0312[/MENTION] with his sniper. Impressed with this, BL and Cricket083 were much impressed but SD started feeling jealous of his courage. They all agreed to hop on to the tractor and march towards the village. As soon as they came out of the yard, 332 infected zombies heard the engine sound and chased them to have some free feast. Tractor was quite slow but zombies were much slower, the fastest of which were Moe, Mamoon, Aman, and [MENTION=134789]maddgenius[/MENTION]

Saeen kept shooting at them but all shots were missed. Soon they reached the village where [MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION] and [MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] were milking the cow and getting ready for the sun rise. Noor Jehan’s soulful songs were being played on the puraana tape recorder and it was indeed a thand mahol tey naal mithay chawl. Hearing the hustle and bustle of the tractor Munna was quick to grab his Klashinkolf and running towards the main door of the Kothi. He peeked from the window and saw BL and company running towards the building. Munna, under the impression that these are zombies, opened fire at them killing SD and Hamza at first. Seeing this, Cricket083 spoke out some censored words at which Munna understood that he has made a terrible assumption and welcomed both girls in. Soon after, Dhoni183 brought 4 glasses of thandi lassee and they all narrated their individual versions of night long adventures.

Well, it was a matter of time, before the zombies had reached them. Dhoni183 was as quick as Kamran Akmal dropping a straight forward chance, quickly got hold of Aman and started narrating a story to him about how his elder brother escaped the wrath of a nurse at whose house they went for a rishta 3 years ago. Aman got sentimental hearing this, but before he could come back to normality, 96NotOut jumped on to Dhoni183 from the stable wall and started biting him. Dhoni183 poked his two fingers in 96's eyes and blinded her. Aman then attacked Dhoni but one big taang of his on Aman's nose was enough to decapitate him. Inside the house, BL and Cricket083 had tagged along each other again and used all the kitchen utensils to poke and perforate Moe to death. Munna was fighting strong until he was bitten by Mamoon on the tind but he also went down firing all his bullets in to Mamoon's armpits.

Both Dhoni183 and Munna had succumbed to cannibalism now and it was left to the two brave girls BL and Cricket083 to do a Will Smith of I Am Legend minus the dog.

It has been 28 days now that the apocalypse has struck Faisalabad. External help has still not reached the Agricultural capital and the city has been quarantined by the government and army with no outside contact. Zong was first to cut off their 4G services so that no Zombie could make contact with his counterparts in the FATA areas. What has happened with the 2 girl survivors is still not known and PPers are not enough bothered to know as the next season of PPCL is about to start and everyone is only concerned about getting the big contracts.

:))) :)))
You're a legend [MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION]
 
It was a dark night in Faisalabad where [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] was working in his laboratory in Basheer Bastee Haspataal. For many months now, Mamoon was working on this formula to cure constipation. One final mixture of garnished left over anda shaami sandwich and a bit of Dhaniya (coriander) on the top and it was ready.

He called up [MENTION=132954]Aman[/MENTION] (his nurse), and asked him to bring [MENTION=132385]Afridi96[/MENTION] from the general ward who has been suffering with comma since losing his money on Bangladesh losing to India in the recent series.
Mamoon infected Afridi96 with his solution but instead of sending him to quarantine, started drawing on his white board and illustrating why Messi is better than Ronaldo. Afridi96, an avid Ronaldo fan did not like this at all and suddenly woke up from his comma and injected his teeth in Mamoon’s calf. Aman immediately took him away back to his ward and tied him up there with chains.

Mamoon did not bother much about this incident, but after sometime he started feeling the urge to eat his own unborn children, his right eye started to bleed and he gradually tore his shirt apart. His hands then went down towards his baggy trousers before Aman stepped in the room and prevented him from doing so. Aman then started examining Mamoon from a make-out distance before Mamoon suddenly grabbed him and bit him hard on his right cheek tearing a big chunk of it along the facial hair.
Aman horrified ran out of the hospital towards his car. Suddenly, as per the norm of zombie movies, he did not feel the urge to drive the car. He went in and started biting, gnawing and throwing up blood on every human and Mamoon along with Afridi96 soon joined in.

Shortly thereafter, the infection spreads out of the hospital to the nearby localities and outskirts of Faisalabad, but rather than staying at their homes, all dumbass PPers came out of their homes and started running here and there.

Near the Chiniyot Bazar, [MENTION=135578]Pakistani_Legend[/MENTION] was searching for his beloved [MENTION=131867]London_Lahori[/MENTION] whom he spotted at the end of the street. They had a brief eye contact looking deep into each other’s eyes. There was a spark in those love-birds and an urge to come closer and so they did. L_L began running towards P_L as fast as he could. P_L at the other end pretended like Shahrukh Khan from Kal Ho Na Ho and spread his arms wide open for the soon-to-be-embrace. As L_L came closer, P_L started spilling his feelings, “London, jab se parhay the tere thread, ghoom gya tha mera head, aaja aaja bulaye mera bed, ek tu hi to….” *Khhhrchak*, L_L bites at the forearm and infects P_L. Oh No! What have you done, honey? I thought, I ain’t just like any other chick at your gym, P_L murmured before falling down on the ground and becoming just another human hamburger.

In the more posh locality of Madina Town, [MENTION=14431]blinding light[/MENTION] and [MENTION=135402]cricket083[/MENTION] hiding for 3 hours now in the servant quarter of their house, gather courage to come and face the pandemic. BL had just the idea to save them. If they could make it to the snooker club 2 galliyaan back, they might be able to get some help from [MENTION=100918]Square Drive[/MENTION]. Known for his cunning comments and gadgets in the mohalla, BL had high hopes from him, though she was skeptical about him helping her given their past history. But cricket083 convinced her that she will take care of him with just a sly smile. So, moving like snakes, they eventually reached the club and found SD hiding under a snooker table with a cue stick in his hand which he intended to use as a weapon. SD had enough livestock in his gaon outside the city, but to reach there, they would require reaching D-Ground 11km away and ask [MENTION=132462]HamzaSaeen[/MENTION] to lend them his wadda wala tractor to reach SD’s ancestral village.

So they have to hop on to the unsafe Honda CD70 bike of SD about which cricket083 wasn’t impressed much. SD replied to her as if it’s the next coolest thing in Faisalabad after Latthay di Chaadar, “Main tey Honda Hi Laisaa’n”, and quickly began driving it to reach to Hamza. On the road they see Aman chewing on [MENTION=47617]~Red Devil~[/MENTION]’s knee cap outside the Masood aka Sooda Timepiece’s barber shop, a little further ahead, [MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION] was seen chasing a half-naked [MENTION=131789]GreenKnightRises[/MENTION], on a balcony of one of the houses, [MENTION=134474]Moe[/MENTION] was struggling hard to climb where [MENTION=137260]Noora420[/MENTION] was screaming for some help from the zombie but Moe was defeated by [MENTION=134963]96NotOut[/MENTION] who came from behind to bite on the left shoulder of Noora turning her into another cannibal.

Eventually, they reached Hamza’s yard where he had already shot down [MENTION=19532]AZ[/MENTION]zuri and [MENTION=132441]saiyan0312[/MENTION] with his sniper. Impressed with this, BL and Cricket083 were much impressed but SD started feeling jealous of his courage. They all agreed to hop on to the tractor and march towards the village. As soon as they came out of the yard, 332 infected zombies heard the engine sound and chased them to have some free feast. Tractor was quite slow but zombies were much slower, the fastest of which were Moe, Mamoon, Aman, and [MENTION=134789]maddgenius[/MENTION]

Saeen kept shooting at them but all shots were missed. Soon they reached the village where [MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION] and [MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] were milking the cow and getting ready for the sun rise. Noor Jehan’s soulful songs were being played on the puraana tape recorder and it was indeed a thand mahol tey naal mithay chawl. Hearing the hustle and bustle of the tractor Munna was quick to grab his Klashinkolf and running towards the main door of the Kothi. He peeked from the window and saw BL and company running towards the building. Munna, under the impression that these are zombies, opened fire at them killing SD and Hamza at first. Seeing this, Cricket083 spoke out some censored words at which Munna understood that he has made a terrible assumption and welcomed both girls in. Soon after, Dhoni183 brought 4 glasses of thandi lassee and they all narrated their individual versions of night long adventures.

Well, it was a matter of time, before the zombies had reached them. Dhoni183 was as quick as Kamran Akmal dropping a straight forward chance, quickly got hold of Aman and started narrating a story to him about how his elder brother escaped the wrath of a nurse at whose house they went for a rishta 3 years ago. Aman got sentimental hearing this, but before he could come back to normality, 96NotOut jumped on to Dhoni183 from the stable wall and started biting him. Dhoni183 poked his two fingers in 96's eyes and blinded her. Aman then attacked Dhoni but one big taang of his on Aman's nose was enough to decapitate him. Inside the house, BL and Cricket083 had tagged along each other again and used all the kitchen utensils to poke and perforate Moe to death. Munna was fighting strong until he was bitten by Mamoon on the tind but he also went down firing all his bullets in to Mamoon's armpits.

Both Dhoni183 and Munna had succumbed to cannibalism now and it was left to the two brave girls BL and Cricket083 to do a Will Smith of I Am Legend minus the dog.

It has been 28 days now that the apocalypse has struck Faisalabad. External help has still not reached the Agricultural capital and the city has been quarantined by the government and army with no outside contact. Zong was first to cut off their 4G services so that no Zombie could make contact with his counterparts in the FATA areas. What has happened with the 2 girl survivors is still not known and PPers are not enough bothered to know as the next season of PPCL is about to start and everyone is only concerned about getting the big contracts.

This is some serious stuff. What do you do in real life? Thats very impressive.
 
The reason of the zombie apocalypse mass rise was bcz [MENTION=132855]Arsal_AK[/MENTION] after getting bit went to PTI bahawalpur jalsa and started an epidemic that would consume the world.
 
It was a dark night in Faisalabad where [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] was working in his laboratory in Basheer Bastee Haspataal. For many months now, Mamoon was working on this formula to cure constipation. One final mixture of garnished left over anda shaami sandwich and a bit of Dhaniya (coriander) on the top and it was ready.

He called up [MENTION=132954]Aman[/MENTION] (his nurse), and asked him to bring [MENTION=132385]Afridi96[/MENTION] from the general ward who has been suffering with comma since losing his money on Bangladesh losing to India in the recent series.
Mamoon infected Afridi96 with his solution but instead of sending him to quarantine, started drawing on his white board and illustrating why Messi is better than Ronaldo. Afridi96, an avid Ronaldo fan did not like this at all and suddenly woke up from his comma and injected his teeth in Mamoon’s calf. Aman immediately took him away back to his ward and tied him up there with chains.

Mamoon did not bother much about this incident, but after sometime he started feeling the urge to eat his own unborn children, his right eye started to bleed and he gradually tore his shirt apart. His hands then went down towards his baggy trousers before Aman stepped in the room and prevented him from doing so. Aman then started examining Mamoon from a make-out distance before Mamoon suddenly grabbed him and bit him hard on his right cheek tearing a big chunk of it along the facial hair.
Aman horrified ran out of the hospital towards his car. Suddenly, as per the norm of zombie movies, he did not feel the urge to drive the car. He went in and started biting, gnawing and throwing up blood on every human and Mamoon along with Afridi96 soon joined in.

Shortly thereafter, the infection spreads out of the hospital to the nearby localities and outskirts of Faisalabad, but rather than staying at their homes, all dumbass PPers came out of their homes and started running here and there.

Near the Chiniyot Bazar, [MENTION=135578]Pakistani_Legend[/MENTION] was searching for his beloved [MENTION=131867]London_Lahori[/MENTION] whom he spotted at the end of the street. They had a brief eye contact looking deep into each other’s eyes. There was a spark in those love-birds and an urge to come closer and so they did. L_L began running towards P_L as fast as he could. P_L at the other end pretended like Shahrukh Khan from Kal Ho Na Ho and spread his arms wide open for the soon-to-be-embrace. As L_L came closer, P_L started spilling his feelings, “London, jab se parhay the tere thread, ghoom gya tha mera head, aaja aaja bulaye mera bed, ek tu hi to….” *Khhhrchak*, L_L bites at the forearm and infects P_L. Oh No! What have you done, honey? I thought, I ain’t just like any other chick at your gym, P_L murmured before falling down on the ground and becoming just another human hamburger.

In the more posh locality of Madina Town, [MENTION=14431]blinding light[/MENTION] and [MENTION=135402]cricket083[/MENTION] hiding for 3 hours now in the servant quarter of their house, gather courage to come and face the pandemic. BL had just the idea to save them. If they could make it to the snooker club 2 galliyaan back, they might be able to get some help from [MENTION=100918]Square Drive[/MENTION]. Known for his cunning comments and gadgets in the mohalla, BL had high hopes from him, though she was skeptical about him helping her given their past history. But cricket083 convinced her that she will take care of him with just a sly smile. So, moving like snakes, they eventually reached the club and found SD hiding under a snooker table with a cue stick in his hand which he intended to use as a weapon. SD had enough livestock in his gaon outside the city, but to reach there, they would require reaching D-Ground 11km away and ask [MENTION=132462]HamzaSaeen[/MENTION] to lend them his wadda wala tractor to reach SD’s ancestral village.

So they have to hop on to the unsafe Honda CD70 bike of SD about which cricket083 wasn’t impressed much. SD replied to her as if it’s the next coolest thing in Faisalabad after Latthay di Chaadar, “Main tey Honda Hi Laisaa’n”, and quickly began driving it to reach to Hamza. On the road they see Aman chewing on [MENTION=47617]~Red Devil~[/MENTION]’s knee cap outside the Masood aka Sooda Timepiece’s barber shop, a little further ahead, [MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION] was seen chasing a half-naked [MENTION=131789]GreenKnightRises[/MENTION], on a balcony of one of the houses, [MENTION=134474]Moe[/MENTION] was struggling hard to climb where [MENTION=137260]Noora420[/MENTION] was screaming for some help from the zombie but Moe was defeated by [MENTION=134963]96NotOut[/MENTION] who came from behind to bite on the left shoulder of Noora turning her into another cannibal.

Eventually, they reached Hamza’s yard where he had already shot down [MENTION=19532]AZ[/MENTION]zuri and [MENTION=132441]saiyan0312[/MENTION] with his sniper. Impressed with this, BL and Cricket083 were much impressed but SD started feeling jealous of his courage. They all agreed to hop on to the tractor and march towards the village. As soon as they came out of the yard, 332 infected zombies heard the engine sound and chased them to have some free feast. Tractor was quite slow but zombies were much slower, the fastest of which were Moe, Mamoon, Aman, and [MENTION=134789]maddgenius[/MENTION]

Saeen kept shooting at them but all shots were missed. Soon they reached the village where [MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION] and [MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] were milking the cow and getting ready for the sun rise. Noor Jehan’s soulful songs were being played on the puraana tape recorder and it was indeed a thand mahol tey naal mithay chawl. Hearing the hustle and bustle of the tractor Munna was quick to grab his Klashinkolf and running towards the main door of the Kothi. He peeked from the window and saw BL and company running towards the building. Munna, under the impression that these are zombies, opened fire at them killing SD and Hamza at first. Seeing this, Cricket083 spoke out some censored words at which Munna understood that he has made a terrible assumption and welcomed both girls in. Soon after, Dhoni183 brought 4 glasses of thandi lassee and they all narrated their individual versions of night long adventures.

Well, it was a matter of time, before the zombies had reached them. Dhoni183 was as quick as Kamran Akmal dropping a straight forward chance, quickly got hold of Aman and started narrating a story to him about how his elder brother escaped the wrath of a nurse at whose house they went for a rishta 3 years ago. Aman got sentimental hearing this, but before he could come back to normality, 96NotOut jumped on to Dhoni183 from the stable wall and started biting him. Dhoni183 poked his two fingers in 96's eyes and blinded her. Aman then attacked Dhoni but one big taang of his on Aman's nose was enough to decapitate him. Inside the house, BL and Cricket083 had tagged along each other again and used all the kitchen utensils to poke and perforate Moe to death. Munna was fighting strong until he was bitten by Mamoon on the tind but he also went down firing all his bullets in to Mamoon's armpits.

Both Dhoni183 and Munna had succumbed to cannibalism now and it was left to the two brave girls BL and Cricket083 to do a Will Smith of I Am Legend minus the dog.

It has been 28 days now that the apocalypse has struck Faisalabad. External help has still not reached the Agricultural capital and the city has been quarantined by the government and army with no outside contact. Zong was first to cut off their 4G services so that no Zombie could make contact with his counterparts in the FATA areas. What has happened with the 2 girl survivors is still not known and PPers are not enough bothered to know as the next season of PPCL is about to start and everyone is only concerned about getting the big contracts.

:))):))) Time Pass POTW, [MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION].

This is great, and I'm pretty evil according to you and [MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION]. :)))
 
What the hell did you just say about me, you little hack? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in guerrilla warfare and I'm the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my freaking words. You think you can get away with saying that stuff to me over the Internet? Think again. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're freaking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable butt off the face of the continent. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shoot fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're freaking dead, kiddo. :kohli

Lol nice 4chan repost.
 
Pretty sure these guys wont make it. :P :P

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The good news is the city of sheikhupura considers it a dishonor not to possess guns and i have personally seen some pretty heavy stuff here so this might be the a pretty secure location against the apocalypse. :P :P :P
 

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Who's Herschel?

a farmer/vet in the series walking dead. He becomes an important member in the main characters ( rick grimes) group. A good man with a good heart who believes that we shouldn't lose our morals even in such dark times.
 
Interesting thread is interesting.

The only reason I'd accommodate [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] in the group is because of his curiosity. I would use this to my advantage and push him to the front line at any sign of danger. It's an apocalypse so his negativity would come in handy.
[MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION] and [MENTION=132373]Convict[/MENTION] need to be in the group as the token white guys who would get us clearance in UN restricted sites.

And I'm surprised nobody here mentioned [MENTION=95766]leatherface58[/MENTION]. If ever there was a PPer equipped for a zombie apocalypse it is this man. I would not let him out of my sight.
[MENTION=78856]akheR[/MENTION] would also accompany us to study the roots and lineage of zombies.
[MENTION=51465]DeadlyVenom[/MENTION] and [MENTION=56933]ElRaja[/MENTION] as smoke buddies.
[MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] would have fallen in love with a zombie and would be trying to convert her back through poems and Bollywood gestures. He will be the first dude to turn.
 
Interesting thread is interesting.

The only reason I'd accommodate [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] in the group is because of his curiosity. I would use this to my advantage and push him to the front line at any sign of danger. It's an apocalypse so his negativity would come in handy.
[MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION] and [MENTION=132373]Convict[/MENTION] need to be in the group as the token white guys who would get us clearance in UN restricted sites.

And I'm surprised nobody here mentioned [MENTION=95766]leatherface58[/MENTION]. If ever there was a PPer equipped for a zombie apocalypse it is this man. I would not let him out of my sight.
[MENTION=78856]akheR[/MENTION] would also accompany us to study the roots and lineage of zombies.
[MENTION=51465]DeadlyVenom[/MENTION] and [MENTION=56933]ElRaja[/MENTION] as smoke buddies.
[MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] would have fallen in love with a zombie and would be trying to convert her back through poems and Bollywood gestures. He will be the first dude to turn.

You need as many white guys as possible for when you inevitably run into the racist redneck gang who kill everyone they see.

Lol @ Dhoni's bit. The poor guy hasnt survived a single scenario yet. I can imagine him holing up inside an abandoned cinema and watching re runs of the bollywood love flicks in the storage room over and over again. He'll be driven to insanity by his 20th viewing of Ek tha tiger. He'll survive easily until the popcorn runs out....
 
[MENTION=1889]Saqs[/MENTION] would be a zombie hunter taking disturbing pleasure in killing zombies who nevertheless is easily one of the coolest characters in the group. He also would be pretty interested in making others uncomfortable by doing crazy stuff like juggling two grenades, playing Russian roulette, etc. He would also be the one wearing an eyepatch which he claims hides his sickening scar despite not having any eye injury.

[MENTION=51465]DeadlyVenom[/MENTION] would be out hunting the Indians and would then have to be reminded that he has to kill zombies too. He would sic all the zombies on the Indian survivors turning them into zombies and then kill 'em all while humming to Wagner's Ride of the Valkyries.

[MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] would be distracted by a zombie Ellyse Perry and accidentally step on a landmine. Strangely enough, the power of love will cause him to somehow turn up totally unharmed resulting in zombie Ellyse ripping his throat out. Of course, then zombie Ellyse and zombie Dhoni183 remained undead happily ever after.

I would be the person killing all zombies and collecting their rotten fingernails, some hair and even bloody entrails which I collect in a jar. I look at the jar with pride everyday and I would have racked up a body count which goes into three figures.
 
This would be my squad for the Zombie Apocalypse:
[MENTION=133135]kaayal[/MENTION] - most important part of the group - amazing hand-to-hand fighter! We'd tag-team a bit :D [MENTION=134963]96NotOut[/MENTION] - She'll deliver some good, ol' American one-liners to buck us up! [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] - to handle all our medical emergencies. [MENTION=135402]cricket083[/MENTION] - so that her ferocious baagar billa can scare off the zombies (a little) :D [MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION] - to specialise in making molotov cocktails to serve the zombies [MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION], [MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] - for comic relief [MENTION=22846]Nostalgic[/MENTION] - to keep us on our toes :) [MENTION=135578]Pakistani_Legend[/MENTION] - he's just a kid, he can be our chota :P [MENTION=5411]Zohaib Shah[/MENTION] - the guy will realise his destiny with this experience. [MENTION=132385]Afridi96[/MENTION] - to plan our economy should we survive [MENTION=40952]Batman[/MENTION] - because well, he's Batman!

Let's go guys :p
 
It was a dark night in Faisalabad where [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] was working in his laboratory in Basheer Bastee Haspataal. For many months now, Mamoon was working on this formula to cure constipation. One final mixture of garnished left over anda shaami sandwich and a bit of Dhaniya (coriander) on the top and it was ready.

He called up [MENTION=132954]Aman[/MENTION] (his nurse), and asked him to bring [MENTION=132385]Afridi96[/MENTION] from the general ward who has been suffering with comma since losing his money on Bangladesh losing to India in the recent series.
Mamoon infected Afridi96 with his solution but instead of sending him to quarantine, started drawing on his white board and illustrating why Messi is better than Ronaldo. Afridi96, an avid Ronaldo fan did not like this at all and suddenly woke up from his comma and injected his teeth in Mamoon’s calf. Aman immediately took him away back to his ward and tied him up there with chains.

Mamoon did not bother much about this incident, but after sometime he started feeling the urge to eat his own unborn children, his right eye started to bleed and he gradually tore his shirt apart. His hands then went down towards his baggy trousers before Aman stepped in the room and prevented him from doing so. Aman then started examining Mamoon from a make-out distance before Mamoon suddenly grabbed him and bit him hard on his right cheek tearing a big chunk of it along the facial hair.
Aman horrified ran out of the hospital towards his car. Suddenly, as per the norm of zombie movies, he did not feel the urge to drive the car. He went in and started biting, gnawing and throwing up blood on every human and Mamoon along with Afridi96 soon joined in.

Shortly thereafter, the infection spreads out of the hospital to the nearby localities and outskirts of Faisalabad, but rather than staying at their homes, all dumbass PPers came out of their homes and started running here and there.

Near the Chiniyot Bazar, [MENTION=135578]Pakistani_Legend[/MENTION] was searching for his beloved [MENTION=131867]London_Lahori[/MENTION] whom he spotted at the end of the street. They had a brief eye contact looking deep into each other’s eyes. There was a spark in those love-birds and an urge to come closer and so they did. L_L began running towards P_L as fast as he could. P_L at the other end pretended like Shahrukh Khan from Kal Ho Na Ho and spread his arms wide open for the soon-to-be-embrace. As L_L came closer, P_L started spilling his feelings, “London, jab se parhay the tere thread, ghoom gya tha mera head, aaja aaja bulaye mera bed, ek tu hi to….” *Khhhrchak*, L_L bites at the forearm and infects P_L. Oh No! What have you done, honey? I thought, I ain’t just like any other chick at your gym, P_L murmured before falling down on the ground and becoming just another human hamburger.

In the more posh locality of Madina Town, [MENTION=14431]blinding light[/MENTION] and [MENTION=135402]cricket083[/MENTION] hiding for 3 hours now in the servant quarter of their house, gather courage to come and face the pandemic. BL had just the idea to save them. If they could make it to the snooker club 2 galliyaan back, they might be able to get some help from [MENTION=100918]Square Drive[/MENTION]. Known for his cunning comments and gadgets in the mohalla, BL had high hopes from him, though she was skeptical about him helping her given their past history. But cricket083 convinced her that she will take care of him with just a sly smile. So, moving like snakes, they eventually reached the club and found SD hiding under a snooker table with a cue stick in his hand which he intended to use as a weapon. SD had enough livestock in his gaon outside the city, but to reach there, they would require reaching D-Ground 11km away and ask [MENTION=132462]HamzaSaeen[/MENTION] to lend them his wadda wala tractor to reach SD’s ancestral village.

So they have to hop on to the unsafe Honda CD70 bike of SD about which cricket083 wasn’t impressed much. SD replied to her as if it’s the next coolest thing in Faisalabad after Latthay di Chaadar, “Main tey Honda Hi Laisaa’n”, and quickly began driving it to reach to Hamza. On the road they see Aman chewing on [MENTION=47617]~Red Devil~[/MENTION]’s knee cap outside the Masood aka Sooda Timepiece’s barber shop, a little further ahead, [MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION] was seen chasing a half-naked [MENTION=131789]GreenKnightRises[/MENTION], on a balcony of one of the houses, [MENTION=134474]Moe[/MENTION] was struggling hard to climb where [MENTION=137260]Noora420[/MENTION] was screaming for some help from the zombie but Moe was defeated by [MENTION=134963]96NotOut[/MENTION] who came from behind to bite on the left shoulder of Noora turning her into another cannibal.

Eventually, they reached Hamza’s yard where he had already shot down [MENTION=19532]AZ[/MENTION]zuri and [MENTION=132441]saiyan0312[/MENTION] with his sniper. Impressed with this, BL and Cricket083 were much impressed but SD started feeling jealous of his courage. They all agreed to hop on to the tractor and march towards the village. As soon as they came out of the yard, 332 infected zombies heard the engine sound and chased them to have some free feast. Tractor was quite slow but zombies were much slower, the fastest of which were Moe, Mamoon, Aman, and [MENTION=134789]maddgenius[/MENTION]

Saeen kept shooting at them but all shots were missed. Soon they reached the village where [MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION] and [MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] were milking the cow and getting ready for the sun rise. Noor Jehan’s soulful songs were being played on the puraana tape recorder and it was indeed a thand mahol tey naal mithay chawl. Hearing the hustle and bustle of the tractor Munna was quick to grab his Klashinkolf and running towards the main door of the Kothi. He peeked from the window and saw BL and company running towards the building. Munna, under the impression that these are zombies, opened fire at them killing SD and Hamza at first. Seeing this, Cricket083 spoke out some censored words at which Munna understood that he has made a terrible assumption and welcomed both girls in. Soon after, Dhoni183 brought 4 glasses of thandi lassee and they all narrated their individual versions of night long adventures.

Well, it was a matter of time, before the zombies had reached them. Dhoni183 was as quick as Kamran Akmal dropping a straight forward chance, quickly got hold of Aman and started narrating a story to him about how his elder brother escaped the wrath of a nurse at whose house they went for a rishta 3 years ago. Aman got sentimental hearing this, but before he could come back to normality, 96NotOut jumped on to Dhoni183 from the stable wall and started biting him. Dhoni183 poked his two fingers in 96's eyes and blinded her. Aman then attacked Dhoni but one big taang of his on Aman's nose was enough to decapitate him. Inside the house, BL and Cricket083 had tagged along each other again and used all the kitchen utensils to poke and perforate Moe to death. Munna was fighting strong until he was bitten by Mamoon on the tind but he also went down firing all his bullets in to Mamoon's armpits.

Both Dhoni183 and Munna had succumbed to cannibalism now and it was left to the two brave girls BL and Cricket083 to do a Will Smith of I Am Legend minus the dog.

It has been 28 days now that the apocalypse has struck Faisalabad. External help has still not reached the Agricultural capital and the city has been quarantined by the government and army with no outside contact. Zong was first to cut off their 4G services so that no Zombie could make contact with his counterparts in the FATA areas. What has happened with the 2 girl survivors is still not known and PPers are not enough bothered to know as the next season of PPCL is about to start and everyone is only concerned about getting the big contracts.

Just too good man! Hats off to you! :bow:
 
This would be my squad for the Zombie Apocalypse:
[MENTION=133135]kaayal[/MENTION] - most important part of the group - amazing hand-to-hand fighter! We'd tag-team a bit :D [MENTION=134963]96NotOut[/MENTION] - She'll deliver some good, ol' American one-liners to buck us up! [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] - to handle all our medical emergencies. [MENTION=135402]cricket083[/MENTION] - so that her ferocious baagar billa can scare off the zombies (a little) :D [MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION] - to specialise in making molotov cocktails to serve the zombies [MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION], [MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] - for comic relief [MENTION=22846]Nostalgic[/MENTION] - to keep us on our toes :) [MENTION=135578]Pakistani_Legend[/MENTION] - he's just a kid, he can be our chota :P [MENTION=5411]Zohaib Shah[/MENTION] - the guy will realise his destiny with this experience. [MENTION=132385]Afridi96[/MENTION] - to plan our economy should we survive [MENTION=40952]Batman[/MENTION] - because well, he's Batman!

Let's go guys :p

Thanks for mention though! :yk

And i'm now dragged into this thread! :P

[MENTION=14431]blinding light[/MENTION] with the reverse gear! :D
 
This would be my squad for the Zombie Apocalypse:
[MENTION=133135]kaayal[/MENTION] - most important part of the group - amazing hand-to-hand fighter! We'd tag-team a bit :D [MENTION=134963]96NotOut[/MENTION] - She'll deliver some good, ol' American one-liners to buck us up! [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] - to handle all our medical emergencies. [MENTION=135402]cricket083[/MENTION] - so that her ferocious baagar billa can scare off the zombies (a little) :D [MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION] - to specialise in making molotov cocktails to serve the zombies [MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION], [MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] - for comic relief [MENTION=22846]Nostalgic[/MENTION] - to keep us on our toes :) [MENTION=135578]Pakistani_Legend[/MENTION] - he's just a kid, he can be our chota :P [MENTION=5411]Zohaib Shah[/MENTION] - the guy will realise his destiny with this experience. [MENTION=132385]Afridi96[/MENTION] - to plan our economy should we survive [MENTION=40952]Batman[/MENTION] - because well, he's Batman!

Let's go guys :p

Love how you gave the Irish guy the job that involves alcohol ;-)

[MENTION=134963]96NotOut[/MENTION] would tease all the zombies to bite her and then at the last second she'd friendzone them to death [MENTION=135578]Pakistani_Legend[/MENTION] would be like Carl from the show. Constantly disobeying his master

[MENTION=135402]cricket083[/MENTION] and running off. He will run too far one day and never return...

[MENTION=40952]Batman[/MENTION] will go insane due to all the chat going on... [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] would pretty much be Hudson from Aliens. Loses all hope and becomes paranoid. Is eventually mobbed by zombies.

[MENTION=46929]shaz619[/MENTION] will constantly row with the leader of the group [MENTION=130309]King_Rizzy[/MENTION]. He will shoot and kill [MENTION=130409]Ibad17[/MENTION] similar to how Shane killed Otis in the show. When Rizzy finds out he will eliminate Shaz PPCL style.

Cricket083 will use her vast knowledge of wildlife to survive. Similar to how Michonne has her servants she will have two adult cats following her around. [MENTION=22846]Nostalgic[/MENTION] will be the voice of morality in the group e.g Dale.

[MENTION=132385]Afridi96[/MENTION] will be distracted by Haroon when on watch. He will be too busy talking about old exams when zombies swarm us all....
 
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You need as many white guys as possible for when you inevitably run into the racist redneck gang who kill everyone they see.

Lol @ Dhoni's bit. The poor guy hasnt survived a single scenario yet. I can imagine him holing up inside an abandoned cinema and watching re runs of the bollywood love flicks in the storage room over and over again. He'll be driven to insanity by his 20th viewing of Ek tha tiger. He'll survive easily until the popcorn runs out....

Lol. I picture Dhoni as the zombie who somehow converts back through the love of a girl a la Warm Bodies.
 
Interesting thread is interesting.

The only reason I'd accommodate [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] in the group is because of his curiosity. I would use this to my advantage and push him to the front line at any sign of danger. It's an apocalypse so his negativity would come in handy.
[MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION] and [MENTION=132373]Convict[/MENTION] need to be in the group as the token white guys who would get us clearance in UN restricted sites.

And I'm surprised nobody here mentioned [MENTION=95766]leatherface58[/MENTION]. If ever there was a PPer equipped for a zombie apocalypse it is this man. I would not let him out of my sight.
[MENTION=78856]akheR[/MENTION] would also accompany us to study the roots and lineage of zombies.
[MENTION=51465]DeadlyVenom[/MENTION] and [MENTION=56933]ElRaja[/MENTION] as smoke buddies.
[MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] would have fallen in love with a zombie and would be trying to convert her back through poems and Bollywood gestures. He will be the first dude to turn.

wah mek u tink i smoke my yout

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Why me and Green knight rises?? I dont think I've even quoted him before lol

Man I'm still laughing at that. Aman as Mamoon nurse :))

When I got to Dhoni's introduction I actually lost it and nearly fell over

Man, you are a zombie and I needed to bring in some infamiliar connections between the characters.

This is some serious stuff. What do you do in real life? Thats very impressive.

Nothing related to writing. I just have my moments of brilliance in different disciplines.

This would be my squad for the Zombie Apocalypse:
[MENTION=133135]kaayal[/MENTION] - most important part of the group - amazing hand-to-hand fighter! We'd tag-team a bit :D [MENTION=134963]96NotOut[/MENTION] - She'll deliver some good, ol' American one-liners to buck us up! [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] - to handle all our medical emergencies. [MENTION=135402]cricket083[/MENTION] - so that her ferocious baagar billa can scare off the zombies (a little) :D [MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION] - to specialise in making molotov cocktails to serve the zombies [MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION], [MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] - for comic relief [MENTION=22846]Nostalgic[/MENTION] - to keep us on our toes :) [MENTION=135578]Pakistani_Legend[/MENTION] - he's just a kid, he can be our chota :P [MENTION=5411]Zohaib Shah[/MENTION] - the guy will realise his destiny with this experience. [MENTION=132385]Afridi96[/MENTION] - to plan our economy should we survive [MENTION=40952]Batman[/MENTION] - because well, he's Batman!

Let's go guys :p

Batti, I and Dhoni183 are going to get bitten quite early in your version. The comical characters usually die first to bring in some unrest in to the audience. :mv
 
Batti, I and Dhoni183 are going to get bitten quite early in your version. The comical characters usually die first to bring in some unrest in to the audience. :mv

Dhoni183 could charm zombies with his poetry.. You, on the other hand....... :13: :P
 
This would be my squad for the Zombie Apocalypse:
[MENTION=133135]kaayal[/MENTION] - most important part of the group - amazing hand-to-hand fighter! We'd tag-team a bit :D [MENTION=134963]96NotOut[/MENTION] - She'll deliver some good, ol' American one-liners to buck us up! [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] - to handle all our medical emergencies. [MENTION=135402]cricket083[/MENTION] - so that her ferocious baagar billa can scare off the zombies (a little) :D [MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION] - to specialise in making molotov cocktails to serve the zombies [MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION], [MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] - for comic relief [MENTION=22846]Nostalgic[/MENTION] - to keep us on our toes :) [MENTION=135578]Pakistani_Legend[/MENTION] - he's just a kid, he can be our chota :P [MENTION=5411]Zohaib Shah[/MENTION] - the guy will realise his destiny with this experience. [MENTION=132385]Afridi96[/MENTION] - to plan our economy should we survive [MENTION=40952]Batman[/MENTION] - because well, he's Batman!

Let's go guys :p

I'd much rather sit and smoke a hookah and chat about the good ol days than keep myself or anyone else on their toes. Let the zombies come.
 
Love how you gave the Irish guy the job that involves alcohol ;-)

[MENTION=134963]96NotOut[/MENTION] would tease all the zombies to bite her and then at the last second she'd friendzone them to death [MENTION=135578]Pakistani_Legend[/MENTION] would be like Carl from the show. Constantly disobeying his master

[MENTION=135402]cricket083[/MENTION] and running off. He will run too far one day and never return...

[MENTION=40952]Batman[/MENTION] will go insane due to all the chat going on... [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] would pretty much be Hudson from Aliens. Loses all hope and becomes paranoid. Is eventually mobbed by zombies.

[MENTION=46929]shaz619[/MENTION] will constantly row with the leader of the group [MENTION=130309]King_Rizzy[/MENTION]. He will shoot and kill [MENTION=130409]Ibad17[/MENTION] similar to how Shane killed Otis in the show. When Rizzy finds out he will eliminate Shaz PPCL style.

Cricket083 will use her vast knowledge of wildlife to survive. Similar to how Michonne has her servants she will have two adult cats following her around. [MENTION=22846]Nostalgic[/MENTION] will be the voice of morality in the group e.g Dale.

[MENTION=132385]Afridi96[/MENTION] will be distracted by Haroon when on watch. He will be too busy talking about old exams when zombies swarm us all....

You chose the most immoral person as your voice of morality?
 
I've given this a lot of serious thought, and here's my A team. Apologies to all the worthy candidates who didn't make the cut.

My first line of defence would be the jocks here. The numerous hamzas and [MENTION=134473]Haroon786[/MENTION]. And [MENTION=74419]Badsha[/MENTION] with his hulking 6'4" frame.

When they fail, as is inevitable against zombies, I'll have [MENTION=136588]CricketCartoons[/MENTION], to dig the biggest trench in the history of big trenches. He's good at it. It'll be the moat around my castle.

Inside the fort I plan to have [MENTION=14431]blinding light[/MENTION] as my personal bodyguard, a la Qaddafi. Lara Croft as bodyguard: it doesn't get any better.

In my inner sanctum deep inside the castle, I'll have [MENTION=1889]Saqs[/MENTION] as the grand wizard, because he's had encounters with the undead and other occult entities before, and probably knows all the prayers and chants and whatnot. And [MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] as jester/musician.
[MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] as court physician, and seducing zombies when they breach the inner sanctum. And finally [MENTION=2071]saadibaba[/MENTION] as the grand vazier so I can talk about how wonderful life was in Pakistan before the twin plagues of Zia and zombies.

Last but not least, [MENTION=133441]KB-24[/MENTION] for the last rites. I'll just need a burial, because the bathing and shrouding aren't necessary for a martyr's burial. Besides, he probably won't want to bathe my mortal remains.
 
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I've given this a lot of serious thought, and here's my A team. Apologies to all the worthy candidates who didn't make the cut.

My first line of defence would be the jocks here. The numerous hamzas and [MENTION=134473]Haroon786[/MENTION]. And [MENTION=74419]Badsha[/MENTION] with his hulking 6'4" frame.

When they fail, as is inevitable against zombies, I'll have [MENTION=136588]CricketCartoons[/MENTION], to dig the biggest trench in the history of big trenches. He's good at it. It'll be the moat around my castle.

Inside the fort I plan to have [MENTION=14431]blinding light[/MENTION] as my personal bodyguard, a la Qaddafi. Lara Croft as bodyguard: it doesn't get any better.

In my inner sanctum deep inside the castle, I'll have [MENTION=1889]Saqs[/MENTION] as the grand wizard, because he's had encounters with the undead and other occult entities before, and probably knows all the prayers and chants and whatnot. And [MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] as jester/musician.
[MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] as court physician, and seducing zombies when they breach the inner sanctum. And finally [MENTION=2071]saadibaba[/MENTION] as the grand vazier so I can talk about how wonderful life was in Pakistan before the twin plagues of Zia and zombies.

Last but not least, [MENTION=133441]KB-24[/MENTION] for the last rites. I'll just need a burial, because the bathing and shrouding aren't necessary for a martyr's burial. Besides, he probably won't want to bathe my mortal remains.


Haha!
 
[MENTION=95766]leatherface58[/MENTION] [MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION] [MENTION=1889]Saqs[/MENTION] and [MENTION=22846]Nostalgic[/MENTION] Brilliant post guys :))) :))) :)))
[MENTION=14431]blinding light[/MENTION] Thanks for the mention but zombies don't know Taekwondo. If i pull out my kicks and punches,they will eat me first. Better to deal with brain..;-)
 
[MENTION=95766]leatherface58[/MENTION] [MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION] [MENTION=1889]Saqs[/MENTION] and [MENTION=22846]Nostalgic[/MENTION] Brilliant post guys :))) :))) :)))

[MENTION=14431]blinding light[/MENTION] Thanks for the mention but zombies don't know Taekwondo. If i pull out my kicks and punches,they will eat me first. Better to deal with brain..;-)

Hmm.. you've a point! But we'll be armed too y'know.. In case ammo runs out, then who better to land a good, solid kick to behead a zombie? :afridi
 
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I've given this a lot of serious thought, and here's my A team. Apologies to all the worthy candidates who didn't make the cut.

My first line of defence would be the jocks here. The numerous hamzas and [MENTION=134473]Haroon786[/MENTION]. And [MENTION=74419]Badsha[/MENTION] with his hulking 6'4" frame.

When they fail, as is inevitable against zombies, I'll have [MENTION=136588]CricketCartoons[/MENTION], to dig the biggest trench in the history of big trenches. He's good at it. It'll be the moat around my castle.

Inside the fort I plan to have [MENTION=14431]blinding light[/MENTION] as my personal bodyguard, a la Qaddafi. Lara Croft as bodyguard: it doesn't get any better.

In my inner sanctum deep inside the castle, I'll have [MENTION=1889]Saqs[/MENTION] as the grand wizard, because he's had encounters with the undead and other occult entities before, and probably knows all the prayers and chants and whatnot. And [MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] as jester/musician.
[MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] as court physician, and seducing zombies when they breach the inner sanctum. And finally [MENTION=2071]saadibaba[/MENTION] as the grand vazier so I can talk about how wonderful life was in Pakistan before the twin plagues of Zia and zombies.

Last but not least, [MENTION=133441]KB-24[/MENTION] for the last rites. I'll just need a burial, because the bathing and shrouding aren't necessary for a martyr's burial. Besides, he probably won't want to bathe my mortal remains.

:)))
 
^Yeah, i love beheading zombies and gauging out their eyes. [MENTION=95766]leatherface58[/MENTION] will be my zombie pair.:D
 
Since I mentioned [MENTION=133441]KB-24[/MENTION] administering the last rites, I am reminded of the joke of the meticulous man who always planned ahead and could always see several steps ahead.

This man once fell ill. So he summoned his servant, and said, "I am ill, therefore there are two possibilities. Either you will fetch the doctor, or you won't. If you do fetch a doctor, that will be great. If you don't, there are two possibilities.

Either I will get well on my own, or I will die. If I get well on my own, that will be great. If not, there are two possibilities.

Either you will bury me with the appropriate ceremonial kafan-dafan, or you will toss me in the woods. If you do give me the proper kafan-dafan, that will be great. If you don't, there are two possibilities.

Either the wild animals will eat me, or the people from the factory nearby will take me. If the wild animals eat me, that will be great. If not, there are two possibilities.

Either the factory people will melt my fat to adulterate the desi ghee, or the soap. If they make desi ghee out of me, that will be great. If not, there are two possibilities.

Either I will be scented women's soap, or I will be unscented men's soap. If I'm women's soap, that will be great, if not... well, that will be just a little embarrassing."
 
I've given this a lot of serious thought, and here's my A team. Apologies to all the worthy candidates who didn't make the cut.

My first line of defence would be the jocks here. The numerous hamzas and [MENTION=134473]Haroon786[/MENTION]. And [MENTION=74419]Badsha[/MENTION] with his hulking 6'4" frame.

When they fail, as is inevitable against zombies, I'll have [MENTION=136588]CricketCartoons[/MENTION], to dig the biggest trench in the history of big trenches. He's good at it. It'll be the moat around my castle.

Inside the fort I plan to have [MENTION=14431]blinding light[/MENTION] as my personal bodyguard, a la Qaddafi. Lara Croft as bodyguard: it doesn't get any better.

In my inner sanctum deep inside the castle, I'll have [MENTION=1889]Saqs[/MENTION] as the grand wizard, because he's had encounters with the undead and other occult entities before, and probably knows all the prayers and chants and whatnot. And [MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] as jester/musician.
[MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] as court physician, and seducing zombies when they breach the inner sanctum. And finally [MENTION=2071]saadibaba[/MENTION] as the grand vazier so I can talk about how wonderful life was in Pakistan before the twin plagues of Zia and zombies.

Last but not least, [MENTION=133441]KB-24[/MENTION] for the last rites. I'll just need a burial, because the bathing and shrouding aren't necessary for a martyr's burial. Besides, he probably won't want to bathe my mortal remains.

Lol. Zia and Zombies. A lethal combination.
 
Since I mentioned [MENTION=133441]KB-24[/MENTION] administering the last rites, I am reminded of the joke of the meticulous man who always planned ahead and could always see several steps ahead.

This man once fell ill. So he summoned his servant, and said, "I am ill, therefore there are two possibilities. Either you will fetch the doctor, or you won't. If you do fetch a doctor, that will be great. If you don't, there are two possibilities.

Either I will get well on my own, or I will die. If I get well on my own, that will be great. If not, there are two possibilities.

Either you will bury me with the appropriate ceremonial kafan-dafan, or you will toss me in the woods. If you do give me the proper kafan-dafan, that will be great. If you don't, there are two possibilities.

Either the wild animals will eat me, or the people from the factory nearby will take me. If the wild animals eat me, that will be great. If not, there are two possibilities.

Either the factory people will melt my fat to adulterate the desi ghee, or the soap. If they make desi ghee out of me, that will be great. If not, there are two possibilities.

Either I will be scented women's soap, or I will be unscented men's soap. If I'm women's soap, that will be great, if not... well, that will be just a little embarrassing."

Lol. There is no way you're only in your early 30s. These stories are from an ancient soul.
 
[MENTION=134963]96NotOut[/MENTION] [MENTION=14431]blinding light[/MENTION] [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] [MENTION=100918]Square Drive[/MENTION] [MENTION=135578]Pakistani_Legend[/MENTION] [MENTION=132462]HamzaSaeen[/MENTION] [MENTION=136302]Haz95[/MENTION] [MENTION=132385]Afridi96[/MENTION] [MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION]

This would be the story in the end.

In the end zombies will somehow overcome us,we all will be in real plague.96*,bl and me would be screaming.Mamoon will bring his brother's dogs but their efforts will go in vain..Suddenly zombies would catch one of our group members probably SD or PL,because they are kids.

In a trice it will start raining and thunderstorm with awful lightning,and the terrible voices of zombies will make our flesh creep.,lights will turn off and we all will start screaming with terror,we will sit dejected filled with despair but there the story will change its course.....Meow!..a sweet funeral voice..my face will light up...lights will start dimming...And you know who it will be:P..My cat..

Cat will look at me with an eerie smile on it's face,Mamoon will stumble but I will nod,my baggar billa will do the job..He will suddenly jump on them with his ferocious look,will save one of our members who was in zombie's rack..It will then kill all the zombies on by one with his clever mind..

We all will feel small that we could do nothing but a cat has done that:D,but we will pacify ourselves and say it was a laudable effort.:14:

Even 96* will bring my cat,make it sit on her lap and say I love you bagar billa:heart:
 
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[MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION]

You can make a movie bro,that cracked me up:))) :)))

I felt like watching a movie:))
 
[MENTION=134963]96NotOut[/MENTION] [MENTION=14431]blinding light[/MENTION] [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] [MENTION=100918]Square Drive[/MENTION] [MENTION=135578]Pakistani_Legend[/MENTION] [MENTION=132462]HamzaSaeen[/MENTION] [MENTION=136302]Haz95[/MENTION] [MENTION=132385]Afridi96[/MENTION] [MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION]

This would be the story in the end.

In the end zombies will somehow overcome us,we all will be in real plague.96*,bl and me would be screaming.Mamoon will bring his brother's dogs but their efforts will go in vain..Suddenly zombies would catch one of our group members probably SD or PL,because they are kids.

In a trice it will start raining and thunderstorm with awful lightning,and the terrible voices of zombies will make our flesh creep.,lights will turn off and we all will start screaming with terror,we will sit dejected filled with despair but there the story will change its course.....Meow!..a sweet funeral voice..my face will light up...lights will start dimming...And you know who it will be:P..My cat..

Cat will look at me with an eerie smile on it's face,Mamoon will stumble but I will nod,my baggar billa will do the job..He will suddenly jump on them with his ferocious look,will save one of our members who was in zombie's rack..It will then kill all the zombies on by one with his clever mind..

We all will feel small that we could do nothing but a cat has done that:D,but we will pacify ourselves and say it was a laudable effort.:14:

Even 96* will bring my cat,make it sit on her lap and say I love you bagar billa:heart:

Is that fiction?:23:

Regarding the zombies catching me, it won't happen. If your cat can do it, so can I.:D
 
Great, great, great, great entries! [MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION] [MENTION=1889]Saqs[/MENTION] etc., you all rock! I loved my mentions. You all picture me as such a lovie-dovie guy.... Good for my image.

[MENTION=3327]Indiafan[/MENTION] would be closely observing whether the men zombies hand out equal treatment and the chance to satisfy the hunger to the female zombies. Any act of discrimination on their part would result in him writing an article on some online platform.

[MENTION=10992]MalikMohsin[/MENTION] would initially mistake it to be a preparation before Ghazwa-e-Hind and would be directing the zombies towards India, only to find out them biting his hand as well, the one with which he was pointing towards India.
 
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[MENTION=134963]96NotOut[/MENTION] [MENTION=14431]blinding light[/MENTION] [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] [MENTION=100918]Square Drive[/MENTION] [MENTION=135578]Pakistani_Legend[/MENTION] [MENTION=132462]HamzaSaeen[/MENTION] [MENTION=136302]Haz95[/MENTION] [MENTION=132385]Afridi96[/MENTION] [MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION]

This would be the story in the end.

In the end zombies will somehow overcome us,we all will be in real plague.96*,bl and me would be screaming.Mamoon will bring his brother's dogs but their efforts will go in vain..Suddenly zombies would catch one of our group members probably SD or PL,because they are kids.

In a trice it will start raining and thunderstorm with awful lightning,and the terrible voices of zombies will make our flesh creep.,lights will turn off and we all will start screaming with terror,we will sit dejected filled with despair but there the story will change its course.....Meow!..a sweet funeral voice..my face will light up...lights will start dimming...And you know who it will be:P..My cat..

Cat will look at me with an eerie smile on it's face,Mamoon will stumble but I will nod,my baggar billa will do the job..He will suddenly jump on them with his ferocious look,will save one of our members who was in zombie's rack..It will then kill all the zombies on by one with his clever mind..

We all will feel small that we could do nothing but a cat has done that:D,but we will pacify ourselves and say it was a laudable effort.:14:

Even 96* will bring my cat,make it sit on her lap and say I love you bagar billa:heart:

:)))

BAAGAR BILLLAAAA :heart:

I just wrote my version though! :))) I'll post it here - this is all part of a big conspiracy! :O

Your bagar billa will be the hero? :23:

You just be glad we didn't send the BB your way when you were monopolosing on certain smileys! Our billa is a beast! :P
 
Here's my narrative - continuation of Munna's story :P

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Some weird stuff has been going on. Some pages were discovered, and are kept in wraps by the higher officials. No one knows what led to the FSB zombie outbreak, or more importantly, if there were any survivors. An entry from one of the pages has been leaked though. It provides an insight into the entire affair..

Irrespective, one thing is clear: These are dark times. Even the shadow that follows one is not worth an iota of trust.


June 28, 2014
Day 29

The heat is unbearable. Our survival in this heat without any fan or air conditioning is a far bigger feat than our survival of the freaking zombie apocalypse. I’m beginning to rhyme, must be losing my mind. Crap. There I go again.

I wish I could say it seems futile to write down these words. I’ll admit I had lost all hope some time back, but [MENTION=135402]cricket083[/MENTION] has registered some success with the ancient radio. Tsk Tsk. How selfish of me. I should probably be giving the reader a brief background of our circumstances, instead of rambling on. I’m not as uncivil in real life – believe me, it’s the heat. Not that it should matter. We don’t exactly have a concrete plan on surviving, so perhaps these words don’t matter at all now, do they?

I can barely keep my eyes open with the sweat flooding my eyes. Anyhow. Back to why we are here.

The story of Faisalabad’s own little zombie apocalypse should now be known to everyone. If not, then well – there was a zombie breakout from God knows where. Was it a virus (like in Resident Evil games), or a planned attack – I do not know. What I was doing in FSB is also another mystery. Anyway, back to – yes. Almost all PPers succumbed to cruel fate, turning zombies and cannibals and whatnot. 083 and I haven’t been scouting outside in the danger to discover the true nature of this zombie-pan. But this was our little back story.

How did 2 girls survive this? With a few mistimed shots, and a whole lot of luck.

We were able to find a trapdoor in Munna’s kitchen, one which led into a small bunker of sorts, underneath the trapdoor in the kitchen. There were some foods packed away for emergency – including home-made pickles, canned vegetables, rice and bags of flour. There is a tiny stove, powered by an ancient-looking gas cylinder which 083 and I are frankly, too scared to touch. Since we can’t cook, we’ve been living off achaar and sabzian for quite a while now. But food intake is not the issue. Water is.

Before I forget, there is also an ancient radio. More on that later.

We’ve successfully made 9 missions to the “outside world” in a bid to get water from the nearby well. Twice we were attacked by some of the newer members of PP – [MENTION=137260]Noora420[/MENTION] and [MENTION=137324]KarachiKing[/MENTION]. Single-phassli, as I would classify them. The attacks were fended off easily with the kitchen knives. The well is thankfully, hardly 10 paces from the house. It’s a 30-second trip one-way, provided there is no attack.

During our outside visits, we once made it a point to feed the livestock trapped inside a small hut, next to the well. [MENTION=5411]Zohaib Shah[/MENTION] occasionally guarded it, although he’d be too lost in his own thoughts to attack us. In our 7th outing, we realised that from 2 goats, 5 chickens and 1 cow, a goat and 2 chickens were butchered – by zombies. Ravaged upon, rather. This led to 2 conclusions, in our minds: firstly, there were no humans left on the surface of FSB, and second: these zombies were intelligent, and could adapt. We’ve never checked on the livestock after that.
[MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION] ’s house itself is infested with zombies, who, as surprising as it is, behave differently now with no human presence in their sights. There is a distinct formation of a zombie society, complete with hierarchies, exclusivity and their own unique anthropology. The capacity to process such thoughts is not borne by everybody, although one of the zombies spouts of random facts about Pakhtun ancestry before being smacked on the head by other zombies (perhaps its [MENTION=78856]akheR[/MENTION]). [MENTION=2071]saadibaba[/MENTION], [MENTION=22846]Nostalgic[/MENTION] and [MENTION=1889]Saqs[/MENTION] constitute some form of zombie jirga – they sit about drinking weird hukkah (infused with blood from their previous victims, or perhaps, the cow). Poor Helda (083 and I named the livestock. It seemed appropriate).

Zombie language too, is a novel phenomenon. A distinct form of pidgin jargon, a complex mix of English, Urdu, Irish and Pashto is being widely used by the zombie population. Zombies, by nature perhaps, seem incapable of using more than 2 syllables. There’s a lot of grunting, not gambit hedges by themselves (fillers), but in fact carry their own meaning. Moreover, 1 zombie is almost constantly involved in quizzing the other about certain words for – from my limited knowledge of the original language – Pashto. This zombie perhaps wants to learn Pashto (@96NotOut), but her male counterpart can’t stop screaming “Doom! Doom! Doom!” [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION]).

Munna’s place in FSB has this weird, illegal 2nd/3rd light-system (connected to an intricate kunda network) – so no loadshedding in the house. Delightful, isn’t it? Zombies sleep in the AC while 083 and I suffer in the heat under the kitchen trapdoor. Our few sources of entertainment include playing a game of "guess the zombie". There are some fascinating snoring patterns, unique to certain zombies. The one we call [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] would frequently scream out “Doom! We’re doomed!” before being slapped by any other grumbling zombie for disturbing their sleep (We’re pretty sure at this point that it’s definitely him). The cries of “jalsa, jalsa! Dharna, dharna!” (@Hawkeye) and “N-leeg! Gullu Butt!” [MENTION=62431]A[/MENTION]Z) are also not uncommon. This however, results in intense in-fighting over Pakistani politics. Such fickle creatures are these Pakistani zombies. Hardly let us sleep in peace.

Since there is electricity, the electronics in the house are also used frequently. Particularly, the TV and the toaster. [MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] (I presume) was found listening to Bollywood songs and reciting poetry, whereas ever since Italy got eliminated, one zombie plays non-stop with the toaster for some unfathomable reason [MENTION=62431]A[/MENTION]zzurrii). Someone got sick of listening to KK all the time, and they broke the TV. Dhoni183’s never been the same ever since. I’m guessing the perpetrator was [MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION].

This, is the sum of our artillery: an array of kitchen knives and rolling-pins, a tiny tomahawk, 2 pistols and a Kalashnikov (mugged from [MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION] at the last moment). Exactly 7 bullets left in it. 2 bullets a piece in each of the pistols. We’ve guessed we could use the gas cylinder as an explosive, although it’s hard to carry. Should necessity dictate it, of course. I think it will.

The ancient radio someone thoughtfully packed away in this trapdoor/basement (instead of drinking water) has been the only beacon of hope for us. 083 has been struggling with for some time. Our plan is to somehow catch the frequency under which the Pak Army operates, and update them of our predicament. I sincerely regret not taking my course on Modern Espionage sooner.

Neither of us had decided to live this way, and we will most certainly not allow ourselves to die this way. I have a plan. All we need is for the damn radio to work. But even if it doesn’t, I’ll get us out alive. We’re here only until our food supply lasts. We’re getting out, soon enough now.

It is time.

- BL
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Sorry about the length guys.. I'm gaining some momentum back :afridi
 
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Here's my narrative - continuation of Munna's story :P


Some weird stuff has been going on. Some pages were discovered, and are kept in wraps by the higher officials. No one knows what led to the FSB zombie outbreak, or more importantly, if there were any survivors. An entry from one of the pages has been leaked though. It provides an insight into the entire affair..

Irrespective, one thing is clear: These are dark times. Even the shadow that follows one is not worth an iota of trust.


June 28, 2014
Day 29

The heat is unbearable. Our survival in this heat without any fan or air conditioning is a far bigger feat than our survival of the freaking zombie apocalypse. I’m beginning to rhyme, must be losing my mind. Crap. There I go again.

I wish I could say it seems futile to write down these words. I’ll admit I had lost all hope some time back, but [MENTION=135402]cricket083[/MENTION] has registered some success with the ancient radio. Tsk Tsk. How selfish of me. I should probably be giving the reader a brief background of our circumstances, instead of rambling on. I’m not as uncivil in real life – believe me, it’s the heat. Not that it should matter. We don’t exactly have a concrete plan on surviving, so perhaps these words don’t matter at all now, do they?

I can barely keep my eyes open with the sweat flooding my eyes. Anyhow. Back to why we are here.

The story of Faisalabad’s own little zombie apocalypse should now be known to everyone. If not, then well – there was a zombie breakout from God knows where. Was it a virus (like in Resident Evil games), or a planned attack – I do not know. What I was doing in FSB is also another mystery. Anyway, back to – yes. Almost all PPers succumbed to cruel fate, turning zombies and cannibals and whatnot. 083 and I haven’t been scouting outside in the danger to discover the true nature of this zombie-pan. But this was our little back story.

How did 2 girls survive this? With a few mistimed shots, and a whole lot of luck.

We were able to find a trapdoor in Munna’s kitchen, one which led into a small bunker of sorts, underneath the trapdoor in the kitchen. There were some foods packed away for emergency – including home-made pickles, canned vegetables, rice and bags of flour. There is a tiny stove, powered by an ancient-looking gas cylinder which 083 and I are frankly, too scared to touch. Since we can’t cook, we’ve been living off achaar and sabzian for quite a while now. But food intake is not the issue. Water is.

Before I forget, there is also an ancient radio. More on that later.

We’ve successfully made 9 missions to the “outside world” in a bid to get water from the nearby well. Twice we were attacked by some of the newer members of PP – [MENTION=137260]Noora420[/MENTION] and [MENTION=137324]KarachiKing[/MENTION]. Single-phassli, as I would classify them. The attacks were fended off easily with the kitchen knives. The well is thankfully, hardly 10 paces from the house. It’s a 30-second trip one-way, provided there is no attack.

During our outside visits, we once made it a point to feed the livestock trapped inside a small hut, next to the well. [MENTION=5411]Zohaib Shah[/MENTION] occasionally guarded it, although he’d be too lost in his own thoughts to attack us. In our 7th outing, we realised that from 2 goats, 5 chickens and 1 cow, a goat and 2 chickens were butchered – by zombies. Ravaged upon, rather. This led to 2 conclusions, in our minds: firstly, there were no humans left on the surface of FSB, and second: these zombies were intelligent, and could adapt. We’ve never checked on the livestock after that.
[MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION] ’s house itself is infested with zombies, who, as surprising as it is, behave differently now with no human presence in their sights. There is a distinct formation of a zombie society, complete with hierarchies, exclusivity and their own unique anthropology. The capacity to process such thoughts is not borne by everybody, although one of the zombies spouts of random facts about Pakhtun ancestry before being smacked on the head by other zombies (perhaps its [MENTION=78856]akheR[/MENTION]). [MENTION=2071]saadibaba[/MENTION], [MENTION=22846]Nostalgic[/MENTION] and [MENTION=1889]Saqs[/MENTION] constitute some form of zombie jirga – they sit about drinking weird hukkah (infused with blood from their previous victims, or perhaps, the cow). Poor Helda (083 and I named the livestock. It seemed appropriate).

Zombie language too, is a novel phenomenon. A distinct form of pidgin jargon, a complex mix of English, Urdu, Irish and Pashto is being widely used by the zombie population. Zombies, by nature perhaps, seem incapable of using more than 2 syllables. There’s a lot of grunting, not gambit hedges by themselves (fillers), but in fact carry their own meaning. Moreover, 1 zombie is almost constantly involved in quizzing the other about certain words for – from my limited knowledge of the original language – Pashto. This zombie perhaps wants to learn Pashto (@96NotOut), but her male counterpart can’t stop screaming “Doom! Doom! Doom!” [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION]).

Munna’s place in FSB has this weird, illegal 2nd/3rd light-system (connected to an intricate kunda network) – so no loadshedding in the house. Delightful, isn’t it? Zombies sleep in the AC while 083 and I suffer in the heat under the kitchen trapdoor. Our few sources of entertainment include playing a game of "guess the zombie". There are some fascinating snoring patterns, unique to certain zombies. The one we call [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] would frequently scream out “Doom! We’re doomed!” before being slapped by any other grumbling zombie for disturbing their sleep (We’re pretty sure at this point that it’s definitely him). The cries of “jalsa, jalsa! Dharna, dharna!” (@Hawkeye) and “N-leeg! Gullu Butt!” [MENTION=62431]A[/MENTION]Z) are also not uncommon. This however, results in intense in-fighting over Pakistani politics. Such fickle creatures are these Pakistani zombies. Hardly let us sleep in peace.

Since there is electricity, the electronics in the house are also used frequently. Particularly, the TV and the toaster. [MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] (I presume) was found listening to Bollywood songs and reciting poetry, whereas ever since Italy got eliminated, one zombie plays non-stop with the toaster for some unfathomable reason [MENTION=62431]A[/MENTION]zzurrii). Someone got sick of listening to KK all the time, and they broke the TV. Dhoni183’s never been the same ever since. I’m guessing the perpetrator was [MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION].

This, is the sum of our artillery: an array of kitchen knives and rolling-pins, a tiny tomahawk, 2 pistols and a Kalashnikov (mugged from [MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION] at the last moment). Exactly 7 bullets left in it. 2 bullets a piece in each of the pistols. We’ve guessed we could use the gas cylinder as an explosive, although it’s hard to carry. Should necessity dictate it, of course. I think it will.

The ancient radio someone thoughtfully packed away in this trapdoor/basement (instead of drinking water) has been the only beacon of hope for us. 083 has been struggling with for some time. Our plan is to somehow catch the frequency under which the Pak Army operates, and update them of our predicament. I sincerely regret not taking my course on Modern Espionage sooner.

Neither of us had decided to live this way, and we will most certainly not allow ourselves to die this way. I have a plan. All we need is for the damn radio to work. But even if it doesn’t, I’ll get us out alive. We’re here only until our food supply lasts. We’re getting out, soon enough now.

It is time.

- BL
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Sorry about the length guys.. I'm gaining some momentum back :afridi

Wow:)):)):)):)))! Yup, I am investigating who broke the television.

Everyone is just on about poetry, myself and Bolywood! Not that I disagree or complain.
 
If there was a zombie apocalypse, firstly I'd gather every single PP member, then I'll get a nuke and nuke us all so nobody survives apart from the zombies which aren't within a 5 mile radius of us. The end[emoji111].
 
Love how you gave the Irish guy the job that involves alcohol ;-)

[MENTION=134963]96NotOut[/MENTION] would tease all the zombies to bite her and then at the last second she'd friendzone them to death [MENTION=135578]Pakistani_Legend[/MENTION] would be like Carl from the show. Constantly disobeying his master

[MENTION=135402]cricket083[/MENTION] and running off. He will run too far one day and never return...

[MENTION=40952]Batman[/MENTION] will go insane due to all the chat going on... [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] would pretty much be Hudson from Aliens. Loses all hope and becomes paranoid. Is eventually mobbed by zombies.

[MENTION=46929]shaz619[/MENTION] will constantly row with the leader of the group [MENTION=130309]King_Rizzy[/MENTION]. He will shoot and kill [MENTION=130409]Ibad17[/MENTION] similar to how Shane killed Otis in the show. When Rizzy finds out he will eliminate Shaz PPCL style.

Cricket083 will use her vast knowledge of wildlife to survive. Similar to how Michonne has her servants she will have two adult cats following her around. [MENTION=22846]Nostalgic[/MENTION] will be the voice of morality in the group e.g Dale.

[MENTION=132385]Afridi96[/MENTION] will be distracted by Haroon when on watch. He will be too busy talking about old exams when zombies swarm us all....
This one's not so bad, I like it. :D
 
[MENTION=134963]96NotOut[/MENTION] [MENTION=14431]blinding light[/MENTION] [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] [MENTION=100918]Square Drive[/MENTION] [MENTION=135578]Pakistani_Legend[/MENTION] [MENTION=132462]HamzaSaeen[/MENTION] [MENTION=136302]Haz95[/MENTION] [MENTION=132385]Afridi96[/MENTION] [MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION]

This would be the story in the end.

In the end zombies will somehow overcome us,we all will be in real plague.96*,bl and me would be screaming.Mamoon will bring his brother's dogs but their efforts will go in vain..Suddenly zombies would catch one of our group members probably SD or PL,because they are kids.

In a trice it will start raining and thunderstorm with awful lightning,and the terrible voices of zombies will make our flesh creep.,lights will turn off and we all will start screaming with terror,we will sit dejected filled with despair but there the story will change its course.....Meow!..a sweet funeral voice..my face will light up...lights will start dimming...And you know who it will be:P..My cat..

Cat will look at me with an eerie smile on it's face,Mamoon will stumble but I will nod,my baggar billa will do the job..He will suddenly jump on them with his ferocious look,will save one of our members who was in zombie's rack..It will then kill all the zombies on by one with his clever mind..

We all will feel small that we could do nothing but a cat has done that:D,but we will pacify ourselves and say it was a laudable effort.:14:

Even 96* will bring my cat,make it sit on her lap and say I love you bagar billa:heart:
A cat is going to save my life? :O

And I'm going to be screaming? Double :O
 
Here's my narrative - continuation of Munna's story :P

----------------------------

Some weird stuff has been going on. Some pages were discovered, and are kept in wraps by the higher officials. No one knows what led to the FSB zombie outbreak, or more importantly, if there were any survivors. An entry from one of the pages has been leaked though. It provides an insight into the entire affair..

Irrespective, one thing is clear: These are dark times. Even the shadow that follows one is not worth an iota of trust.


June 28, 2014
Day 29

The heat is unbearable. Our survival in this heat without any fan or air conditioning is a far bigger feat than our survival of the freaking zombie apocalypse. I’m beginning to rhyme, must be losing my mind. Crap. There I go again.

I wish I could say it seems futile to write down these words. I’ll admit I had lost all hope some time back, but [MENTION=135402]cricket083[/MENTION] has registered some success with the ancient radio. Tsk Tsk. How selfish of me. I should probably be giving the reader a brief background of our circumstances, instead of rambling on. I’m not as uncivil in real life – believe me, it’s the heat. Not that it should matter. We don’t exactly have a concrete plan on surviving, so perhaps these words don’t matter at all now, do they?

I can barely keep my eyes open with the sweat flooding my eyes. Anyhow. Back to why we are here.

The story of Faisalabad’s own little zombie apocalypse should now be known to everyone. If not, then well – there was a zombie breakout from God knows where. Was it a virus (like in Resident Evil games), or a planned attack – I do not know. What I was doing in FSB is also another mystery. Anyway, back to – yes. Almost all PPers succumbed to cruel fate, turning zombies and cannibals and whatnot. 083 and I haven’t been scouting outside in the danger to discover the true nature of this zombie-pan. But this was our little back story.

How did 2 girls survive this? With a few mistimed shots, and a whole lot of luck.

We were able to find a trapdoor in Munna’s kitchen, one which led into a small bunker of sorts, underneath the trapdoor in the kitchen. There were some foods packed away for emergency – including home-made pickles, canned vegetables, rice and bags of flour. There is a tiny stove, powered by an ancient-looking gas cylinder which 083 and I are frankly, too scared to touch. Since we can’t cook, we’ve been living off achaar and sabzian for quite a while now. But food intake is not the issue. Water is.

Before I forget, there is also an ancient radio. More on that later.

We’ve successfully made 9 missions to the “outside world” in a bid to get water from the nearby well. Twice we were attacked by some of the newer members of PP – [MENTION=137260]Noora420[/MENTION] and [MENTION=137324]KarachiKing[/MENTION]. Single-phassli, as I would classify them. The attacks were fended off easily with the kitchen knives. The well is thankfully, hardly 10 paces from the house. It’s a 30-second trip one-way, provided there is no attack.

During our outside visits, we once made it a point to feed the livestock trapped inside a small hut, next to the well. [MENTION=5411]Zohaib Shah[/MENTION] occasionally guarded it, although he’d be too lost in his own thoughts to attack us. In our 7th outing, we realised that from 2 goats, 5 chickens and 1 cow, a goat and 2 chickens were butchered – by zombies. Ravaged upon, rather. This led to 2 conclusions, in our minds: firstly, there were no humans left on the surface of FSB, and second: these zombies were intelligent, and could adapt. We’ve never checked on the livestock after that.
[MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION] ’s house itself is infested with zombies, who, as surprising as it is, behave differently now with no human presence in their sights. There is a distinct formation of a zombie society, complete with hierarchies, exclusivity and their own unique anthropology. The capacity to process such thoughts is not borne by everybody, although one of the zombies spouts of random facts about Pakhtun ancestry before being smacked on the head by other zombies (perhaps its [MENTION=78856]akheR[/MENTION]). [MENTION=2071]saadibaba[/MENTION], [MENTION=22846]Nostalgic[/MENTION] and [MENTION=1889]Saqs[/MENTION] constitute some form of zombie jirga – they sit about drinking weird hukkah (infused with blood from their previous victims, or perhaps, the cow). Poor Helda (083 and I named the livestock. It seemed appropriate).

Zombie language too, is a novel phenomenon. A distinct form of pidgin jargon, a complex mix of English, Urdu, Irish and Pashto is being widely used by the zombie population. Zombies, by nature perhaps, seem incapable of using more than 2 syllables. There’s a lot of grunting, not gambit hedges by themselves (fillers), but in fact carry their own meaning. Moreover, 1 zombie is almost constantly involved in quizzing the other about certain words for – from my limited knowledge of the original language – Pashto. This zombie perhaps wants to learn Pashto (@96NotOut), but her male counterpart can’t stop screaming “Doom! Doom! Doom!” [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION]).

Munna’s place in FSB has this weird, illegal 2nd/3rd light-system (connected to an intricate kunda network) – so no loadshedding in the house. Delightful, isn’t it? Zombies sleep in the AC while 083 and I suffer in the heat under the kitchen trapdoor. Our few sources of entertainment include playing a game of "guess the zombie". There are some fascinating snoring patterns, unique to certain zombies. The one we call [MENTION=131701]Mamoon[/MENTION] would frequently scream out “Doom! We’re doomed!” before being slapped by any other grumbling zombie for disturbing their sleep (We’re pretty sure at this point that it’s definitely him). The cries of “jalsa, jalsa! Dharna, dharna!” (@Hawkeye) and “N-leeg! Gullu Butt!” [MENTION=62431]A[/MENTION]Z) are also not uncommon. This however, results in intense in-fighting over Pakistani politics. Such fickle creatures are these Pakistani zombies. Hardly let us sleep in peace.

Since there is electricity, the electronics in the house are also used frequently. Particularly, the TV and the toaster. [MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION] (I presume) was found listening to Bollywood songs and reciting poetry, whereas ever since Italy got eliminated, one zombie plays non-stop with the toaster for some unfathomable reason [MENTION=62431]A[/MENTION]zzurrii). Someone got sick of listening to KK all the time, and they broke the TV. Dhoni183’s never been the same ever since. I’m guessing the perpetrator was [MENTION=136108]Donal Cozzie[/MENTION].

This, is the sum of our artillery: an array of kitchen knives and rolling-pins, a tiny tomahawk, 2 pistols and a Kalashnikov (mugged from [MENTION=39010]Munna[/MENTION] at the last moment). Exactly 7 bullets left in it. 2 bullets a piece in each of the pistols. We’ve guessed we could use the gas cylinder as an explosive, although it’s hard to carry. Should necessity dictate it, of course. I think it will.

The ancient radio someone thoughtfully packed away in this trapdoor/basement (instead of drinking water) has been the only beacon of hope for us. 083 has been struggling with for some time. Our plan is to somehow catch the frequency under which the Pak Army operates, and update them of our predicament. I sincerely regret not taking my course on Modern Espionage sooner.

Neither of us had decided to live this way, and we will most certainly not allow ourselves to die this way. I have a plan. All we need is for the damn radio to work. But even if it doesn’t, I’ll get us out alive. We’re here only until our food supply lasts. We’re getting out, soon enough now.

It is time.

- BL
---------------


Sorry about the length guys.. I'm gaining some momentum back :afridi
So here I'm a Pashto speaking zombie, not bad.
 
I love how my thread has inspired dozens of essays :)))

There should be about 10 POTW's for this week haha.
[MENTION=135402]cricket083[/MENTION] would be like Ripley from Alien. She even has a cat named Jones that she carries with her :)))

If I was ever in a zombie apocalypse I'd be like this

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MeJzHSxRq40
 
I love how my thread has inspired dozens of essays :)))

There should be about 10 POTW's for this week haha.
[MENTION=135402]cricket083[/MENTION] would be like Ripley from Alien. She even has a cat named Jones that she carries with her :)))

If I was ever in a zombie apocalypse I'd be like this

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MeJzHSxRq40

You are a legend already. You make some epic posts, threads and what not.

I love the way your threads are massive hits at the box office.
 
I'd be obliged to take a large group of Indians with me to a place of safety away from the zombies. A nagging part of my conscience would not allow me to leave them to be consumed by zombies.

Why should Zombies have all the fun?

I'd be able to stay alive for a few days feasting on their dwarf like carcasses and clean my teeth with their dimunitive frames.
 
I'd be obliged to take a large group of Indians with me to a place of safety away from the zombies. A nagging part of my conscience would not allow me to leave them to be consumed by zombies.

Why should Zombies have all the fun?

I'd be able to stay alive for a few days feasting on their dwarf like carcasses and clean my teeth with their dimunitive frames.
Holy crap you are Mick Taylor from Wolf Creek. Do decapitate them before eating them. Don't want 'em to suddenly reanimate when you are drinking from their carotids.
 
Thanks for the advice bro.

Its things like the above post that will make me seek out you and [MENTION=1889]Saqs[/MENTION] after I've consumed the Indians. Your knowledge of horror movies and killing techniques will be priceless.

Will need to find [MENTION=56933]ElRaja[/MENTION] too so we can reminisce about UK garage classics when times get tough and also [MENTION=6745]DHONI183[/MENTION]. I've seen enough disaster movies to realise that even the wimpiest guy can turn into a killing machine when motivated by love and no doubt Dhoni is in love with at least 63% of the female population on the planet and will therefore be a handful as he seeks to find his lost love(s). The added advantage is that he pretty much falls in love instantly so if he finds out that his love(s) have died we can quickly show him some other random girl to get him recharged.
 
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