Channeling the poet’s soul I once briefly possessed in high school, I have scribbled out a little tribute to one of my favorite games, Zombie Revenge.  This silly brawler spin-off from House of the Dead seemed like the perfect subject matter for a Spooky-Silly Poem.  I was especially inspired by the fantastic (read: utterly laughable) voice-over work from this Dreamcast cult classic.  

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Vendetta

“It’s good of you to make it here. Seems like you are more than those helpless humans. But be careful, the game has just begun.”

So it begins. We are nothing more than playthings to this madman. Zed has taken my parents’ dream for peace and twisted it into a nightmare.

“Are we still following this guy?”

Poor rookie, she has no idea what’s ahead of us. I saw the work you did, Father. I know how easily your soldiers warped into these abominations.

“He’s the one making the zombies. To catch him, we have to follow!”

We make our way through the city, I rely on my handgun to dispatch the horrors. They soak up our shots like sponges. Not to worry,

*BULLETS*

ammo never runs low here.

Busujima punches through our enemies, fists spinning with fury. Undead claw at his skin, he fights through the pain. After all,

*ANTIDOTE*

there is still hope in this rotten city. Our mysterious teammate turns from slaughter, sunglasses masking his emotions,

“You’re not afraid of dying, are you?”

His question is a grim reminder of the risks before us. I hear a voice in my head, casting doubt on my abilities. The anxiety sounds out,

*THERE’S NO TIME*

Waves of undead keep spilling forth. How will we ever survive?

*THERE’S NO TIME*

Hope is beginning to fade, darkness is rising around us, all seems lost.

*THERE’S NO TIME*

Just as we are overwhelmed, I discover our saving grace.

*DRILL*

I crank the engine and watch my anger flow through this weapon. The malicious bit spirals, zombies are reduced to nothing. Behind his army of the dead, the madman waits.

“So you made it here alive? Well done, for a human! Hehehe!”

The coward turns to run, another towering creature blocks our progress. But I will stop Zed. Nothing will stand in my way. I will make things right, Mother.

I will have my revenge.

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A little context, enjoy!

Video credit goes to Youtube user: goodcowgames

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Two more weeks of Spooky Silliness left! We’re really going to hate to see it go, it’s been a blast so far thanks all those most excellent poets who’ve submitted so far!

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That said, what did you think of this latest entry? Has anyone out there had the grim pleasure of playing this game before?