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that aside....
zark and me.... holy moly. Put your shades on.

GOD DAMN EXPLOSIONS
just... be realistic guys :') the last set of players we had were..... sometimes.... well.... creative :')
yeah... last time we did this... we had to control the boss.... but this time... i give you guys permission to make the boss react to you. However, the health bars are our jurisdiction ok? xD
Darkness, and scratching. That's all Mark had heard for the past 2 hours. He sat in a cold room, back against the wall, his things sat besides him and not a care in the world. So what if they got in? That just meant it could end faster. He was tired of avoiding the inevitable death they all faced. Maybe he should just shoot himself here, now. End it. Go out on his own terms. He thought about for quite some time, before tossing the shotgun down beside him. He mumbled to him. "Well... Now is a good a time as any." mark had turned on the church a long time ago. So drinking was nothing to him now. He stared at the whiskey bottle he had found not minutes ago in the room, before peeling off the label, and yanking the cap off. He glugged. One, twice, three times, four times, a fifth, and put the bottle down, sighing.

Another few minutes passed before Mark saw read. Sick and tied of the relentless moaning and scratching outside the barred door. "Fuck it!" He lost it, and kicked out at the door in a rage, screaming back at the undead bastards on the other side. After a few minutes of this, Mark slumped over to his bag, pulling out the bat. He removed the latches on the door, and let them come. 3. 3 of the undead fell in, groaning, with a lust for flesh. "Eurgh!!" He swung his bat into the head of the one which had fallen down as soon as the door opened, smashing it's skull open. He glared at the other two, and screamed, launching the bat from his hands, knocking one to the ground. He unzipped his pocket, pulling out his pen knife, and flicking the sharpest tool he knew was there. He knelt over the fallen walker and latched the tool into it's brain, before pulling it out. He looked at the final walker. He put his boot into it's stomach, sending it into the wall. Marching over, he put his foot on it's chest. The walker was weak, but still hungry. Mark switched to the screwdriver tool on the knife, before gouging both eyes of the walker out, watching the fight squeeze out of it.

He stood up and spat on the ground, sighing. "Fuck..." He grabbed his stuff and rushed out of the room, checking his corners for other walkers.
Bachus slammed his huge sword into the stone next to the boss door, making a deafening crunching sound. “OK!” He paused to make sure his guild at least was listening. “We go in; we hit it hard with the plan! There can be no room for fear! In this world, if you run, you die.” He turned his head to the door. “Today will be a day to go down in history. The day when the floor clearers of this world began the journey to escape this god damned game!” He nodded his head to Karen. “Ok! Everybody equip your weapons!” He tore his blade from the stone, and slammed his fist on the door. He muttered under his breath. “Please, lord. Give me strength.” He pushed the door open slowly, and stepped inside. Everybody followed accordingly. The door slammed shut, and they were in pitch black.
Flames burst from the sides of the room, lighting it dimly. “Everyone! Get into formation! It’s here.” He narrowed his eye, looking around the room, before he saw it. A set of gigantic yellow eyes in the shadows. A boom roared hallowed out, before the boss leapt out of the shadows.

Bleep a notification appeared on everyone’s menu. “The book of truth has been updated.”

Bachus opened the book.

‘Fire bringer’ – 3 HP bars

This gigantic foe is made from rock, and can produce flames to its own will. It can burn, use 1 of it 4 huge hands to crush, or use its chains as weapons. The only way to damage this beast, is to use sharp piercing attacks. Slashes are useless.

“Crap.”

The boss shot searing flames into the group. The shield’s mostly deflected them, but some people were burned. Nobody was killed thankfully. “OK! BREAK!” Bachus called out. His partner was in fact Karen. “Alright Karen, we’ve got this!” He grinned at her as they sprinted towards the boss. She nodded back. A chain flew towards them, but Karen jammed her blade into one of the chain loops, and Bachus slashed through the main metal. They were both going all out.
Zarkun said
Your move, Yip.EDIT: And now my high has been murdered. Robin Williams was found dead this morning...


I also saw this. My childhood is basically nothing without robin williams.
boss fight is 100% starting soon.
we have 2 more veterans returning people!
Mina, and silyan!
Lazarus had slept well at his home that night. He had taken a warm bath to sooth his cuts, and wrapped himself up in bandages. He wasn;t really the type of person to let physical injuries hinder him too much. He stood at the entrance to Phoenix wing for quite some time, before swinging the door open and walking in quite delicately. His hands were wrapped in bandages, as well as his body. His chest was covered in bandages clearly to support his ribs. He wasn't even bothering to wear a shirt. His jacket would be just enough.

He spoke softly, yet both passionately and angrily. "Damian. Are you ready to be judged by heaven?" He looked in Damian's direction coldly, before moving a move for the court yard. Once arriving at the furthest end he turned back. "Come... and receive your judgement." He looked at the gravel, and slipped his jacket off of his shoulders and onto the ground.
hey guys what did i miss?
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