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@Arcanaut
Ye~
I like it a lot, it's much closer to what I had in mind than what I could find, thanks again!
Also unless you live surrounded by rocks and nothing else for five years you don't get to talk about wastes.
Also cults are bad, not even once mm'kay.
Ye~
I like it a lot, it's much closer to what I had in mind than what I could find, thanks again!
Also unless you live surrounded by rocks and nothing else for five years you don't get to talk about wastes.
Also cults are bad, not even once mm'kay.
Monkey, you want to write something, maybe? I would, but Tzofia is kind of waiting for one of you two to reply.
@Say Anything
Actually, Darcs has told me that Roman Catholicism is still a thing, and they believe the Orb was armageddon or something, iirc. I can also say that Orthodox Christianity is still around, though I haven't put much thought to it beyond that.
In short, feel free to make your own religions or revive ones from our world. Just be careful what you say or you might start a cult.
Actually, Darcs has told me that Roman Catholicism is still a thing, and they believe the Orb was armageddon or something, iirc. I can also say that Orthodox Christianity is still around, though I haven't put much thought to it beyond that.
In short, feel free to make your own religions or revive ones from our world. Just be careful what you say or you might start a cult.
@MisterMonkeyFace
Seems he was on today, so he's not disappeared.
EDIT: We're waiting on him at this point though, so idk.
Seems he was on today, so he's not disappeared.
EDIT: We're waiting on him at this point though, so idk.
I wonder where Cook's gone.
Tzofia buried her tomahawk in the skull of another zombie. Another one came too close and she whipped around, smashing the weapon into its temple. They were everywhere. She looked around for a potential escape route, there was no way she could kill this many, surrounded as she was. The undead were everywhere, blocking off any potential escape routes she could see. Except... that side doo-
A rotting hand reached for her shoulder and she smashed it away, delivering a quick kick to its owners body and sending the zombie pitching backwards into several others.
She looked back to the side door. Whatshisface had kicked it open and helped the injured Colonel to it.
"You coming pretty girl?"
She raised an eyebrow at him, burying the spike of the tomahawk in a zombie's eye socket as she did so. Glancing ahead of herself, she glimpsed a small opening and took it, rushing through the small gap in the wall of rotting flesh.
"Well, much as I'd love to stay here and entertain these wonderful individuals, they're a bit smelly and frankly I don't like that look they're giving me. So I just might take you up on your offer."
Sliding along the wall to the currently empty doorway, she grabbed one zombie -after braining it- and hurled the emaciated ghoul in the general direction of its fellows, toppling several of them and giving her a large enough window to rush through the doorway and shut it forcefully behind her; barricading it with a pipe and a nearby trash can and leaning against the wall to take a quick breath.
"It's almost like," she paused, taking another breath of surprisingly clear and untainted air, "there's a whole city of those things after us or something." She grabbed a rag and began wiping off the gore on her tomahawk, "Now that we're out of there, do you have any idea where we are or a place that's at least not swarming with shambling corpses hungry for the flesh of the living, less-than-pretty-boy?"
A rotting hand reached for her shoulder and she smashed it away, delivering a quick kick to its owners body and sending the zombie pitching backwards into several others.
She looked back to the side door. Whatshisface had kicked it open and helped the injured Colonel to it.
"You coming pretty girl?"
She raised an eyebrow at him, burying the spike of the tomahawk in a zombie's eye socket as she did so. Glancing ahead of herself, she glimpsed a small opening and took it, rushing through the small gap in the wall of rotting flesh.
"Well, much as I'd love to stay here and entertain these wonderful individuals, they're a bit smelly and frankly I don't like that look they're giving me. So I just might take you up on your offer."
Sliding along the wall to the currently empty doorway, she grabbed one zombie -after braining it- and hurled the emaciated ghoul in the general direction of its fellows, toppling several of them and giving her a large enough window to rush through the doorway and shut it forcefully behind her; barricading it with a pipe and a nearby trash can and leaning against the wall to take a quick breath.
"It's almost like," she paused, taking another breath of surprisingly clear and untainted air, "there's a whole city of those things after us or something." She grabbed a rag and began wiping off the gore on her tomahawk, "Now that we're out of there, do you have any idea where we are or a place that's at least not swarming with shambling corpses hungry for the flesh of the living, less-than-pretty-boy?"
@The Cook
We'll just have to see if she can change his mind, now won't we?
@MisterMonkeyFace
You just noticed the glorious nyantank?
Commit sudoku.
On a more RP related note it'll be interesting to see how the defensively minded Colonel and the decidedly offensive minded Captain/something (plz be less ambiguous about your ranks Israelis it's making me look bad) interact with each other.
We'll just have to see if she can change his mind, now won't we?
@MisterMonkeyFace
You just noticed the glorious nyantank?
Commit sudoku.
On a more RP related note it'll be interesting to see how the defensively minded Colonel and the decidedly offensive minded Captain/something (plz be less ambiguous about your ranks Israelis it's making me look bad) interact with each other.
A woman and a crippled, just perfect!, he thought to himself.
To be fair, I can't think of many women who'd be more qualified to not die horribly and to help the rest of them not die horribly than a decorated former field grade officer in the IDF.
Just saying~
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