Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26852465-20160229022316/@comment-26852465-20160304035542

The crypt seemed to have a fog within it. Uncommon.. since crypts are typically not exposed to the elements.. something seemed to be hiding within. A familiar female laughter echoed out from the crypt.

"G o  w h e r e . . . ?" A wispy, feminine voice asked.

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"H word..? You mean hero?" The Wight giggled at this.. did it offend him? Meanwhile.. while they were distracted with talking, Abernathy tried to sneak around and flank the Wight.. however, she caught him, staring in curiosity. '''"Where are you going?" '''"Uh... I need... to use the restroom..."

The Wight glared... did he think she was born yesterday? Fine.. she'd let him think that. '''"Oh fine.. but hurry back.. don't want you to miss me raping your friend into submission, now do we..?" '''She'd keep her senses up for what ever he planned...

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"Not... many... do that, though..." She pointed again, to the other four zombies. "Lots... like to make... zombies... re-dead.. through violence, instead... of... p-peace.."

"H-hungry..." The other zombies seemed to be growing fidgety.