Dead Rising: Off the World

Chapter 12 - Meet the Element of Generosity----------

After several more moments of shedding tears, Cliff stood up and grabbed his machete. He had to make a little handle for the sharp thing before some unlucky fellow gets stabbed by it accidentally.

'Definitely not a healthy thing to think about...'

Cliff knew that his 'friends' were waiting for him, so he decided to do the job as quickly as possible. He looked around the room for some common tools and picked duct tape and wood. The man knew that it wasn't a good combination, but he didn't want to look like Jason Voorhees taking a stroll in the middle of nowhere. After making a simple cover for the weapon, he opened the door but quickly regretted that he did.

Suddenly, Frank West quickly used the flash function in his camera to temporarily blind Cliff. When the flash's effect wore off, he saw a blue blur crying out, "BOO!"

The tall man literally fell on his butt, surprised by the little trap made by Dash and West. He rolled his eyes when the two began rolling on the floor laughing.

"Yeah, real funny."

Twilight could only facehoof herself as she looked at the victim slowly stand up. The group then began to walk towards the town. At times, Fluttershy would take some time to observe the 'humans'. The more looks she took, the more details about how their bodies worked began to show up. Soon enough, they were in 'Ponyville'.

"Damn, this place has some really weird crap if you ask me," muttered Frank.

Fluttershy managed to look up at the photographer before asking, "A-And why is... that?"

"I mean, really. First I meet the princess, who's probably in another castle right now. And I also met her sister. Man, she has some type of killer aura around her..."

Cliff took the time to laugh when Frank referenced a Mario game.

"Then I begin meeting these 'Elements' of this world. Sure, it's nice to meet them all, but the time being consumed to do so is like watching the Team Fortress's 'Meet the Team' six-hundred sixty-six times. And not to mention, but I have to meet a bunch of lesbos that love to hump the sh-"

Twilight, Fluttershy, and Cliff cringed when they saw Frank's skull being squished like a rubber ball. Rainbow Dash's hooves had sent him soaring across the skies, making it hard to see the man for a second. In the air, Frank felt some tears fall out as he saw the beautiful clouds.

"This is... this tingling feeling... is this the feeling you get when you get hit by a lesbian?..."

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"WHAT THE HELL, THIS AIN'T THE TIME TO BE THINKING ABOUT THAT!"

Frank screamed like a girl as he fell from the skies like a meteorite. He fell into a wagon full of apples, crushing the whole thing. After a few moments, he stumbled out of it, muttering,

"That didn't exactly feel good..."

"You..." growled a feminine voice.

"Huh?"

Frank felt his face being smashed by two orange baseball bats as he flew again. Applejack put her hooves down as she sighed; now she had to fix the darn wagon!

The photographer fell in front of the entrance of what looked like a fashion store. Cliff's group stood behind him while Frank groaned in pain. Feeling satisfied, Dash trotted inside while stepping on the man in the process. The others were gracious enough to walk around him, but that didn't make Frank feel any better.

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"Rarity! We want to introduce you to some pon-"

"People." whispered Cliff to Twilight.

"-Uh, I mean, 'people'!"

A white unicorn with a purple mane trotted towards the group.

"Hey! Umm..."

Rarity looked up at Cliff, who looked like a gigantic totem pole staring into her soul. She nervously laughed, clearly surprised by the height difference. The man sighed before he crouched.

"Is this better?"

"No offense, but yes! Anyways, I am Rarity! The Element of Generosity. Much like how my title says it, I like being generous towards others. I am also a fashion designer here!"

Cliff smiled as he quietly said, "An elegant lady, I presume. I'm sure that many colts out here would secretly admire you for how dazzling you are!"

The white unicorn slightly blushed, making the rest of Cliff's group freeze. Dash felt herself taking a look at Twilight, who did the same. They instantly thought,

Do you think he's a ladies man?

"Oh, that's a little too much, don't you think?"

Cliff laughed before pointing up a finger to excuse himself for a second. He turned back and said,

"Frank! You should come in, too!"

The photographer, who had been left out for awhile, managed to crawl in. He was dusty, injured, and completely riled up in his own world. In reality, he was just dusty like crazy. Rarity felt her eyes widen as she said,

"In the name of Equestria, what happened to you?!"

"Me? Oh," grunted Frank in pain, "I just learned not to... butt into relationships."

Dash would've started the whole process of kicking again if Rarity didn't respond.

"You need some cleaning to do. Care for a little bit of some time to get clean again?"

The man felt himself collapse on his chest, mumbling,

"Yes, please."

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A few moments later, the dressing room opened it's door as someone in a red dress walked out. It fitted perfectly with the hips, and curves weren't bad either!

Everyone looked away from Frank West, who was the one in the dress.

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The jeans fit him perfectly, and the leather vest also fitted him as well. The black t-shirt inside blended itself with the skin, giving off a casual style.

Cliff said, "You look like a damn punk now."

"SORRY IF I LOOK LIKE A DAMN PUNK!" yelled Frank.

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The white tuxedo gave off a cool feeling, and it made the wearer look like he was brighter than Snow White herself! A white fedora hat completed the whole suit, letting out the aura of a gentleman ooze out.

Cliff said, "Somehow, you look like Michael J*ckson."

"WHY THE HELL DID YOU CENSOR THAT?!" yelled Frank.

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There was no shirt for this one. Heck, there was no set of pants-

Frank flipped off the author for not giving him enough time to dress.

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The casual and brownish suit gave off the feeling of a normal man who knew what business was. The khaki pants somehow fitted well with the black suit, which had a white undershirt beneath it.

Cliff nodded as he smiled. It was the best outfit that matched Frank's image; full of business, curiosity, and the aura of a normal person. Frank smiled too, realizing that it fit his personality a lot. He put his camera around his neck.

"You suddenly got this gay atmosphere around you, y'know?"

"Cliff, don't make me suplex you..."

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So that was a rather short chapter, but don't worry! The next update's going to include the rest of the elements, while the 'next' next update would begin the freaking plot. Stay tuned!