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<center><Font Color=green><font size=4>Brought to you by [[Dr. schwan’s Research and Development Team|The D.S. R&D]], [[Wulves|The Wulves]], [[Z.A.L.P.]] and other area groups.</font></font></center> | <center><Font Color=green><font size=4>Brought to you by [[Dr. schwan’s Research and Development Team|The D.S. R&D]], [[Wulves|The Wulves]], [[Z.A.L.P.]] and other area groups.</font></font></center> | ||
<center><Font Color=green><font size=2>(For more Festive mayhem, also see [[Harman for the Holidays/Harman for the Holidays 2|Harman for the Holidays 2: Revenge of the Harman]])</font></font></center> | |||
=<Font Color=red><font size=5>I’m Dreaming of A Wyke Christmas</font></font>= | =<Font Color=red><font size=5>I’m Dreaming of A Wyke Christmas</font></font>= | ||
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Nothing says holiday spirit like freezing your butt off running around in the snow and singing to people who check their watch every 3 seconds…I mean, spreading joy and season’s greetings through song. This year, get out there and serenade your fellow Wyke Hillians with holiday tunes like the sample below. Caroling in Wyke will | Nothing says holiday spirit like freezing your butt off running around in the snow and singing to people who check their watch every 3 seconds…I mean, spreading joy and season’s greetings through song. This year, get out there and serenade your fellow Wyke Hillians with holiday tunes like the sample below. Caroling in Wyke will began December 24<sup>th</sup> and will end January 1<sup>st</sup>, with <span class="plainlinks">[http://iamscott.net/1293596431265.html a special performance] by [[The band styx]] held in [[the Wolfendall Arms]] on [http://img211.imageshack.us/img211/679/styxbreakingnews.png December 28<sup>th</sup>]</span>. Post songs to the “songs” section below to share them and enter the competition for best carol (voting will start on January 2<sup>nd</sup>). Any songs may be posted but to be entered in the competition, it needs to actually be performed in Malton (working on the honor system but scrrenshots are welcome). Songs need not necessarily be performed in Wyke Hills to qualify but must be performed somewhere during the duration of the contest; meaning songs from people who remain zombies over the holidays must be submitted in Zamgrh, Zombish, etc. So survivors, let’s get out there and make some music. Zombies, break through those barricades and sing your un-beating hearts out or serenade your favorite RP. More Shiny Template Spam will be awarded to the winners in zombie and human song categories. | ||
===<Font Color=red><font size=5>Songs</font></font>=== | ===<Font Color=red><font size=5>Songs</font></font>=== | ||
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====<Font Color=red><font size=4>Sample Song:A Christmas in Whittenside</font></font>==== | ====<Font Color=red><font size=4>Sample Song:A Christmas in Whittenside</font></font>==== | ||
'''A Christmas in Whittenside'''<br> | |||
''It's beginning to look like such a ghost town'' | ''It's beginning to look like such a ghost town'' | ||
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''On your own front door.''<br> | ''On your own front door.''<br> | ||
{{User:A.schwan/sig}} | {{User:A.schwan/sig}} | ||
====<Font Color=red><font size=4>The First Outbreak</font></font>==== | |||
'''The First Outbreak''' | |||
''The First outbreak, was over in Blackmore'' | |||
''With a bunch of test subjects in test center four'' | |||
''Up on the third floor, found eating the docs'' | |||
''The researchers panicked and threw all the locks.'' | |||
''Outbreak, outbreak, outbreak, outbreak'' | |||
''How many zombies can poor Malton take!'' | |||
''They infected the staff and ran to the streets'' | |||
''Saw lots of humans and ate them like treats.'' | |||
''And now on the streets, they met the police'' | |||
''who politely gestured and asked them to cease.'' | |||
''Outbreak, outbreak, outbreak, outbreak'' | |||
''How many zombies can poor Malton take!'' | |||
''They looked at the police, and the police looked back'' | |||
''The lead zombie groaned and commenced the attack.'' | |||
''They jumped the first cop, started eating his face'' | |||
''The rest of them scattered, the zombies gave chase'' | |||
''Outbreak, outbreak, outbreak, outbreak'' | |||
''How many zombies can poor Malton take!'' | |||
''And since that day, they spread far and wide'' | |||
''as for the survivors, those lived who did hide.'' | |||
''The border went up, around Malton land'' | |||
''No one comes no one goes now, and that’s how things stand'' | |||
''Outbreak, outbreak, outbreak, outbreak'' | |||
''How many zombies can poor Malton take!'' | |||
--[[User:Sigmund amenhauser|Sigmund amenhauser]] | |||
====<Font Color=red><font size=4>Hark the Feral Zombies Sing</font></font>==== | |||
'''Hark the Feral Zombies Sing''' | |||
'' | |||
Hark the feral zombies sing, “we will eat most anything”/ | |||
“fireman all soaked in gas, we’re still gonna chew your ass”/ | |||
Hungry all the zombies rise, they are in for a surprise/ | |||
If we can revive the lot, we have won, we beat the Rot/ | |||
If we can revive the lot, we have won we, we beat the Rot. | |||
Hark the feral zombies sing “let’s all do some death culting”/ | |||
“now it’s time for gory raids, parachute past barricades”/ | |||
Brave survivors watch the walls, medics come from hospitals/ | |||
If we can just get them FAKs, that might hold off their attack/ | |||
If we can just get them FAKs, that might hold off their attack. | |||
Hark the feral zombies say “now it’s time for some PK”/ | |||
“load a gun and grab your axe, give survivors 40 whacks”/ | |||
Survivors there’s no need to fear, cause now all the RPs are clear/ | |||
Grab some needles start a trend, run out and revive your friends. / | |||
Grab some needles start a trend, run out and revive your friends. | |||
Hark the feral zombie sings “now I’ve tried bout everything”/ | |||
“Either I become a working slob, or organize and join the MOB”/ | |||
(Wait… a …second…that wasn’t in the plans…) | |||
(…) | |||
C’mon all survivors rise, wipe the terror from your eyes/ | |||
If we can revive the lot, we have won, we beat the Rot/ | |||
If we can revive the lot, we have won we, we beat the Rot. | |||
'' | |||
(Writen by D.S. R&D Member Buebert | |||
and performed in the Buckley Mall on Christmas eve) | |||
====<Font Color=red><font size=4>We Three Bounty Hunters</font></font>==== | |||
'''We Three Bounty Hunters''' | |||
'' | |||
We three Bounty Hunters of Malton are Bearing bullets we traverse afar. <br> | |||
Wasteland and Junkyard, NT and mall, following yonder flare.<br> | |||
O RNG Gods of wonder, RNG Gods of chance, RNG Gods with which our claims hangs.<br> | |||
AP leading, ammo proceeding,<br> | |||
Guide our bullets to the perfect kill.<br> | |||
Bountied a PKer on Malton's plain,<br> | |||
Bullets I bring to claim Him again,<br> | |||
Bounty Hunter forever, ceasing never<br> | |||
Bounty Hunter I will remain.<br> | |||
O RNG Gods of wonder, RNG Gods of chance, RNG Gods with which our claims hangs.<br> | |||
AP leading, ammo proceeding,<br> | |||
Guide our bullets to the perfect kill.<br> | |||
Axe chops to offer have I.<br> | |||
Knife owns a PKer in the eye.<br> | |||
Generator Dropping and Fuel Can filling,<br> | |||
Dark Buildings, they can not hide.<br> | |||
O RNG Gods of wonder, RNG Gods of chance, RNG Gods with which our claims hangs.<br> | |||
AP leading, ammo proceeding,<br> | |||
Guide our bullets to the perfect kill.<br> | |||
Mrh Cow is mine: it's bitter sound<br> | |||
asking for a breath of life from his doom.<br> | |||
Lurching, sighing, after bleeding and dying,<br> | |||
His fate sealed in the RG tomb.<br> | |||
O RNG Gods of wonder, RNG Gods of chance, RNG Gods with which our claims hangs.<br> | |||
AP leading, ammo proceeding,<br> | |||
Guide our bullets to the perfect kill.<br> | |||
Gory now behold He will arise,<br> | |||
Survivor and Revivification Syringe to lead him to a new Sacrifice.<br> | |||
Blam, Blam!<br> | |||
Sounds of screams are heard through the suburb and safe house.<br> | |||
O RNG Gods of wonder, RNG Gods of chance, RNG Gods with which our claims hangs.<br> | |||
AP leading, ammo proceeding,<br> | |||
Guide our bullets to the perfect kill.<br> | |||
'' | |||
[[User:Josh Clark|Josh Clark]] | |||
(Performed in The Splain Arms, Richmond Hills on Christmas eve) | |||
====<Font Color=red><font size=4>Silent Night Maltonian Night</font></font>==== | |||
'''Silent Night Maltonian Night''' | |||
'' | |||
Si-ilent night/Maltonian night<br> | |||
Scientists work/ free from fright<br> | |||
‘cades have been holding at very HB<br> | |||
Lately the burb has been quite zombie free<br> | |||
Maybe the horror has past<br> | |||
May be the horror has past<br> | |||
Si-ilent night/Maltonian night<br> | |||
Harmaz quake/ at the sight<br> | |||
Zombie horde members dripping with gore<br> | |||
Gnashing teeth always hungry for more<br> | |||
We’re all going to die-ie<br> | |||
We are all going to die<br> | |||
Si-ilent night/Maltonian night<br> | |||
NT syringe/ show your might<br> | |||
Bodies slump over and limbs start to jerk<br> | |||
Contents begin slow molecular work<br> | |||
Quick dump the bodies and ‘cade<br> | |||
Quick Dump the bodies and ‘cade<br> | |||
{{User:A.schwan/sig}} | |||
(performed Chistmas Day at Needs and Lodder NTs in Wyke Hills) | |||
'' | |||
====<Font Color=red><font size=4>Baby, It's Dead Outside</font></font>==== | |||
'''Baby, It's Dead Outside''' | |||
(Performed via satellite to the tune of Baby, It's Cold Outside - Dean Martin/Doris Day version in Wolfendall Arms, Wyke Hills on December 26, 2010) | |||
I really can't stay<br> | |||
(but baby there's <Font Color=red>'''DEAD'''</font> outside)<br> | |||
I've got to go away<br> | |||
(but baby there's zeds outside)<br> | |||
This evening has been<br> | |||
(was hoping you'd be less thin)<br> | |||
So very nice<br> | |||
(I see there's snow and prolly ice)<br> | |||
My unit will start worry<br> | |||
(the zeds will turn you to slurry)<br> | |||
My captain will be pacing the floor<br> | |||
(listen to the undead roar)<br> | |||
So really I'd better scurry<br> | |||
(maybe they'll make u sorry)<br> | |||
well, maybe just a 'cade or two more<br> | |||
(load your shotties up while I groarrr)<br> | |||
the wiki I've seen<br> | |||
(baby it's <Font Color=red>'''RED'''</font> out there)<br> | |||
says this 'burb is <Font Color=green>'''GREEN'''</font><br> | |||
(there's only <Font Color=red>'''DEAD'''</font> out there)<br> | |||
I wish I knew how<br> | |||
(your eyes are like twinkies now)<br> | |||
to wash fuel stains<br> | |||
(I'll bring the teeth, you bring the Brainzzz)<br> | |||
I ought to head-shoot you, Freak<br> | |||
(mind the sweet brain-rot reek)<br> | |||
at least I'm gonna say that I tried<br> | |||
(what's the sense in killin' my pride?)<br> | |||
one of us can't stay<br> | |||
(baby don't go out)<br> | |||
Ah, but there's <Font Color=red>'''DEAD'''</font> outside<br> | |||
I simply must go<br> | |||
(but baby there's dead outside)<br> | |||
you'll think I'm a 'ho'<br> | |||
(naw, baby there's dead outside)<br> | |||
so tempting it's been<br> | |||
(how lucky we're 'caded in)<br> | |||
to not be nice<br> | |||
(they'll be on you like white on rice)<br> | |||
I'm getting a bit suspicious<br> | |||
(bet your brainz are delicious)<br> | |||
my squad will be here in a minute<br> | |||
(my blood has infection in it)<br> | |||
those claws and teeth sure look vicious<br> | |||
(Ooo! Your eyes look delicious)<br> | |||
well, maybe just a first aid kit more<br> | |||
(swear! This never happened before)<br> | |||
I've got to get safe<br> | |||
(too bad you're thin as a waif)<br> | |||
say, stop that talk now!<br> | |||
(just nibble your knees right there)<br> | |||
you're really undead<br> | |||
(what? You never met a zed?)<br> | |||
headshot to be<br> | |||
(how can you do this thing to me?)<br> | |||
you'll just stand again tomorrow<br> | |||
(try to suck out your marrow)<br> | |||
at least there has been plenty belied<br> | |||
time for you to eat lead and die<br> | |||
you really can't stay<br> | |||
(maybe I should go out)<br> | |||
Baby, it's too late now!<br> | |||
BANG. THUD.<br> | |||
{{User:Bad Attitude Barbie/sig}} | |||
====<Font Color=red><font size=4>Malton Winceslas (Contest Winner)</font></font>==== | |||
'''Malton Winceslas''' | |||
Good King Winceslas looked long<br> | |||
On the streets of Malton<br> | |||
Lo the barricades were strong<br> | |||
But zeds they were not haltin'<br> | |||
Lurching rotters roam the night<br> | |||
But we're safe here and fresh<br> | |||
Then the horde came into sight<br> | |||
Coming to eat our flesh<br><br> | |||
Hither, friends, and stand by me<br> | |||
Helping with the cading<br> | |||
Lots of zombies I do see<br> | |||
Our chances they are fading<br> | |||
Fear ye not for we are near<br> | |||
And we will survive it<br> | |||
We'll keep fighting and stand here<br> | |||
And we will live through it<br><br> | |||
Eating brains and drinking blood<br> | |||
Bring my shotgun ready<br> | |||
I will put him in the mud<br> | |||
Shoot him in the head-y<br> | |||
Knight and Ranger side by side<br> | |||
Skynet and Wulves together<br> | |||
And together we will fight<br> | |||
In this snowy weather<br><br> | |||
And the night it comes to pass<br> | |||
As the zeds grow stronger<br> | |||
Now my bullets can not last<br> | |||
For ver-y much lon-ger<br> | |||
See my footsteps in the snow<br> | |||
Leading zombies a-way<br> | |||
But then now what they don't know<br> | |||
I free run to safe-ty<br><br> | |||
As we secure our safe house<br> | |||
Build cades extra heav-i-ly<br> | |||
Then hide quiet as a mouse<br> | |||
Watching doors read-i-ly<br> | |||
Therefore, survivors, be sure<br> | |||
Axe or gun posessing<br> | |||
Shoot the zombies, two, three, four<br> | |||
Head shots a christmas blessing.<br><br> | |||
Knut Staake | |||
(Performed by Knut Staake of the Knights Templar in St Luke's Church in Kempersbank on Christmas eve) | |||
====<Font Color=red><font size=4>Deck the Halls with Guns and Ammo</font></font>==== | |||
'''Deck the Halls with Guns and Ammo''' | |||
deck the halls with guns and ammo<br> | |||
fa-la-la-la-la laladeeda<br> | |||
show no mercy with your headshots<br> | |||
fa-la-la-la-la laladeeda<br> | |||
I beseatch you, they will eat you<br> | |||
fa-lala-la-lala fa-la-la<br> | |||
Iam running out of words now....<br> | |||
fa-la-la-lala-la-la-la-LAAAAAAAAAAA!<br><br> | |||
(performed by 23skidoo of the Malton Rangers in St Luke's Church in Kempersbank on Christmas eve) | |||
====<Font Color=red><font size=4>ARRH GAMZ ZA!N</font></font>==== | |||
'''ARRH GAMZ ZA!N'''<br> | |||
(from Auld Lang Syne by Robert Burns)<br><br> | |||
HHAHAN ABARH HRANZ-MANZ AHM NAH-RAMAMBARH, <br> | |||
AN NABARH BRANG ZAA BRA!N?<br> | |||
HHAHAN ABARH HRANZ-MANZ AHM NAH-RAMAMBARH, <br> | |||
AN ARRH GAMZ ZA!N?<br><br> | |||
HRAH ARRH GAMZ ZA!N, MAH ZAMBAH,<br> | |||
HRAH ARRH GAMZ ZA!N,<br> | |||
MAH BRAZZAHZ GRAB A GRAZZ AH HABBAHNAZZ RAH NAH,<br> | |||
HRAH ARRH GAMZ ZA!N.<br><br> | |||
AN GAA GANNA ABZARB AH ZA-ARGAHARH-BARRN!<br> | |||
AN MAH ZAMBAH GANNA ABZARB AH MHA!N<br> | |||
MAH BRAZZAHZ GRAB A GRAZZ AH HABBAHNAZZ RAH NAH,<br> | |||
HRAH ARRH GAMZ ZA!N.<br><br> | |||
HRAH ARRH GAMZ ZA!N MAH ZAMBAH,<br> | |||
HRAH ARRH GAMZ ZA!N,<br> | |||
MAH BRAZZAHZ GRAB A GRAZZ AH HABBAHNAZZ RAH NAH,<br> | |||
HRAH ARRH GAMZ ZA!N.<br><br> | |||
ZAMBAHZ RAN AZZARH ZAH NABARN<br> | |||
AN GRAB ZAH BANZAZ GAHN-ZMAZH HRA!N<br> | |||
ZAMBAHZ ZAMBAH-RAN MANNAH AH RAGABAZH RAG-HANZ<br> | |||
ZANG ARRH GAMZ ZA!N.<br><br> | |||
HRAH ARRH GAMZ ZA!N, MAH ZAMBAH,<br> | |||
HRAH ARRH GAMZ ZA!N,<br> | |||
MAH BRAZZAHZ GRAB A GRAZZ AH HABBAHNAZZ RAH NAH,<br> | |||
HRAH ARRH GAMZ ZA!N.<br><br> | |||
ZAMBAHZ ZRAM AHN ZAH ZHABZ-NABARN<br> | |||
NA-AHNNA ZAN-GAMZ AHNNA RA!N<br> | |||
BAH BAG-ZHABZ-NABARN AHN-NAH-AHN MAH BRAZZAHZ HAZ BAG-GAB<br> | |||
ZAN ARRH GAMZ ZA!N<br><br> | |||
AN HAARH AM MAH HANZ MAH ZAMBAH<br> | |||
AN GAA GRAB MAH ZAMBAH AGA!N<br> | |||
ZAMBAHZ HABBAH AHN NABAH-BRA!NGAB ABZARB<br> | |||
HRAH ARRH GAMZ ZA!N<br><br> | |||
HRAH ARRH GAMZ ZA!N, MAH ZAMBAH,<br> | |||
HRAH ARRH GAMZ ZA!N,<br> | |||
MAH BRAZZAHZ GRAB A GRAZZ AH HABBAHNAZZ RAH NAH,<br> | |||
HRAH ARRH GAMZ ZA!N.<br><br> | |||
{{User:A.schwan/sig}}<Br> | |||
(performed in the Wolfendall Arms on New Year's eve) | |||
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===<Font Color=red><font size=5>A Christmas Poem</font></font>=== | |||
Twas the night before Christmas, and all through K-bank the humans were loaded, and the zombies were rank. The cades were stacked by the door with care, in the hope that we humans would be safe in there.<br> | |||
A city divided; some living, some dead. On Christmas in Malton we'll paint the town red. Some Knights in Luke's Church, and I with my bong, had just settled in for some revelry and song.<br> | |||
When from near the front door we heard a low groan. We knew that the zombie would not be alone. I grabbed my pistol and then in a flash, slapped in a clip and fired up some hash.<br> | |||
By the light of the moon we saw them out there. Fifty? A hundred? But we didn't care! When, what to my bloodshot eyes should appear, but Knut Staake tapping a fresh keg of beer!<br> | |||
We weren't worried, we had no cares. On this night our eyes were redder than theirs! Wolf hooked up a genny at 10 till eleven. The song on the radio was Stairway to Heaven.<br> | |||
I figured more Templars would join us this night. And I was already as high as a kite. So I pulled out a kilo of Lebanese hash. Even before the apocalypse it was worth more than cash!<br> | |||
We heard footsteps outside crunch through the snow. But it was no zombie, I want you to know! Saint Nick was out there! Dude was first class! He had a machete, and was kickin' some ass. | |||
We watched from a window shocked to the core, as he hacked and slashed his way to our door. In the blink of an eye Saint Nick was inside. He looked us over, and knew we were fried.<br> | |||
He sat down a bag that looked too big to lift, then reached inside and pulled out a gift. Knights and a hippy, here in St. Lukes...I brought you a mop, in case someone pukes."<br> | |||
His eyes-how they twinkled! his dimples how merry! He said in his sleigh was a hooker named Sherry. She billed by the hour, and we got the point. He only had time to torch up one joint.<br> | |||
He was chubby and plump, and getting quite high. Who would have guessed he's a partying guy? This was surely a night to long be remembered. If only we lived, and weren't dismembered.<br> | |||
He left through the door and back to his work, pausing to kill some PK'ing jerk. He whipped out a shotgun, and blasted away. Now that was a sight for which I would pay.<br> | |||
He sprang to his sleigh, to go off in the night. And we all heard him say, as he flew out of sight, not Merry Christmas...or have a great life; what Santa shouted was, Don't tell my wife!<br><br> | |||
(by A Stoned Hippy of The Knights Templar. Performed in St Luke's Church in Kempersbank on Christmas eve) | |||
(provided by Knut Staake) | |||
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