I think were still waiting on @Martian, yes?
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STATUS: Started back to work this week, so I'm exhausted. I'll get some posts done tonight. 3 yrs ago
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Started back to work this week, so I'm exhausted. I'll get some posts done tonight.
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Holy back injury, Batman! I'll try and post tomorrow.
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Feeling burnt out. Medication isn't working like it should. I'm gonna try to keep writing, but it might take a while.
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Sottu got making people wait. My wife is getting ready to run her own DnD campaign soon, and I'm helping her.
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My PS4 save date got deleted. I'm actually quite upset.
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"Two and a half? I'm not that out of practice." said Adam with mock incredulity. Technically, he was out of practice, but he was sure that it would all come back to him relatively quickly.
She smiled at him. That was good, right? That meant she wasn't mad at him for what he said and putting her on the spot. Definitely a good sign. The young Jedi was so thrilled to be with his close friend again that he almost forgot to talk about strategy.
"We don't know what sort of Imperial presence is at the palace, so it might be wise for us to keep our heads down until we know what's going on. Not Eskel, though. They are expecting him, and I'm sure he can make up some horror story for how all of his guards aren't with him. What do you think?"
She smiled at him. That was good, right? That meant she wasn't mad at him for what he said and putting her on the spot. Definitely a good sign. The young Jedi was so thrilled to be with his close friend again that he almost forgot to talk about strategy.
"We don't know what sort of Imperial presence is at the palace, so it might be wise for us to keep our heads down until we know what's going on. Not Eskel, though. They are expecting him, and I'm sure he can make up some horror story for how all of his guards aren't with him. What do you think?"
The Mortui shambled ever closer to the makeshift barricade, and the survivors who had things to throw barraged the undead with spears and stones. It was largely useless, but a few of the shots struck true and the corpses stumbled and fell. But for every Mortui that fell, three more took it's place. Many of the walking corpses wore simple, plebian tunics, but a few wore fine togas, now stained red with blood. Lucius could even see a few Mortui wearing the armor of Roman soldiers.
The situation was beyond hopeless. Sooner or later they would get through and all these people would be ripped to shreds. But for now, all Lucius could do was help delay them. He secretly wished that a few more trained soldiers, but chided himself. The gods weren't going to help anyone who couldn't help themselves.
The first mass of dead threw themselves at the wall, and Lucius gripped his gladius in his one remaining hand.
"Push them back! Nothing gets through!" said the centurion before taking his place on the wall. Even now, the Mortui were already crawlling over eachother to climb over the wall. Lucius took the first one in the throat, severing his spinal cord with his sword before kicking him back off the wall and into the mass.
The situation was beyond hopeless. Sooner or later they would get through and all these people would be ripped to shreds. But for now, all Lucius could do was help delay them. He secretly wished that a few more trained soldiers, but chided himself. The gods weren't going to help anyone who couldn't help themselves.
The first mass of dead threw themselves at the wall, and Lucius gripped his gladius in his one remaining hand.
"Push them back! Nothing gets through!" said the centurion before taking his place on the wall. Even now, the Mortui were already crawlling over eachother to climb over the wall. Lucius took the first one in the throat, severing his spinal cord with his sword before kicking him back off the wall and into the mass.
discord.gg/Ws4s4Egm boom
Not quite able to post yet, but how do you guys feel about having an OOC discord server.
Ok I think that's everyone. I'll try and get a next post out tonight or tomorrow.
Ah yes. He is approved. As is @Hansa.
After suffering for an hour or two, I got the first post up. I know it's not much, but I hope it's enough to get everyone started.
It started off like a plague. Terrible and indiscriminate, it swept through the city of Rome, bringing many of it's people to the gates of Dis. For days, the smoke from the funeral pyres could be seen billowing into the air from all seven of Rome's hills. Yet there were always more bodies to burn, and a few always fell through the cracks of the Vigiles who organized the burnings.
Then, without any warning, the dead began to rise.
First it was a handful, but soon walking corpses began to spread throughout the city. Those they caught eaten. Those who escaped with wounds soon became like their killers.
The Senate scrambled, forcing every living citizen to the Palatine Hill at the heart of the city. Once secured, the Praetorians and and armed militias closed the gates to the rest of Rome.
Lucius Casca, a former centurion turned militia commander, knew in his bones that his people were now in a deathtrap. Standing atop the quickly thrown up palisade, he could see the mass of bodies pushing and shambling their way towards his defenses.
With his one good hand, he put a whistle to his mouth and blew, signaling to his assembled militiamen and whoever was standing near by that the Mortui were making another push.
Then, without any warning, the dead began to rise.
First it was a handful, but soon walking corpses began to spread throughout the city. Those they caught eaten. Those who escaped with wounds soon became like their killers.
The Senate scrambled, forcing every living citizen to the Palatine Hill at the heart of the city. Once secured, the Praetorians and and armed militias closed the gates to the rest of Rome.
Lucius Casca, a former centurion turned militia commander, knew in his bones that his people were now in a deathtrap. Standing atop the quickly thrown up palisade, he could see the mass of bodies pushing and shambling their way towards his defenses.
With his one good hand, he put a whistle to his mouth and blew, signaling to his assembled militiamen and whoever was standing near by that the Mortui were making another push.
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Sorry for the delay in posting, as real life happened. I will try and have the post up either tonight or tomorrow
Sorry for the delay in posting, as real life happened. I will try and have the post up either tonight or tomorrow
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