Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26852465-20160229022316/@comment-26852465-20160324012740

"Aye aye, cap'n." Glendias soluted Armstrong rather lazily, rising from her seat and shuffling off deeper into the school.. from her skull, she pulled away a peculiar whistle, and blew on it. Just like that.. every zombie in the school flocked to her, and she lead them away. Velma and the ghost lady remained idle in the bathroom.. the ghost because she was bound to that place, and Velma because she had nothing better to do.

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The biker with molotovs pursued Click.. though not intentionally. They were just headed to the same place. He didn't even know Click existed.

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Xero would pass by a certain door while heading for a ladder down to the basement.. it looked like  a broom closet of sorts.. from within, deep, masculine snoring could be heard. He had the option to investigate, or ignore it.. since the ladder was now within sight.