Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26852465-20160414012026/@comment-26852465-20160416160542

"Yeah, maybe." The Licker half-heartedly replied to Xero's question as to if Demon Realm Silver affected her. "Pretty sure you'd have to hit me really hard if you wanted to do anything to me with it, though!" Using her tongue, she began twisting the blade around in Xero's hand, all the while slinking closer to pounce on him at point blank...

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''"Th-that's a..." ''before Greta could finish her thoughts, the barn doors were smashed open by what seemed to be a raging berserker with a large lumberjack axe. She was quite tall and her muscles rippled across her frame. This was a Minotaur.. and she seemed quite grumpy that she was woken up. "You mean to tell me you woke me up from my nap to spit in somethin I already knew!? Yeah, there's zombies, and yeah Ol' Man Winkle hasn't come back from town. What of it!?" She rubbed the crust out of her eyes, trying to take deep breaths.. some of the Holstaurs had heard the barn door shattering open, approaching from the field to take a closer look.

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Abernathy roamed into the Captain's office, quickly memorizing the map before locating the ladder.. he shouted down it, his voice projecting into the armory below. "Xero, what's taking you so long? Hurry it up, please!" At this Siegden jumped, looking over to Xero. "Oh, you have another ally up there? Splendid! While you play with Miss Licker here, I shall go greet him!" At this, Siegden jogged off..

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As Armstrong walked the streets, he would see the fates of the women that were being unzombified. Those that were turned had color returned, and their lives restored.. while those that were raised fell to the ground, returning to their slumber. Though, since their bodies were tainted with demonic energy.. which was already pretty virulent.. their souls did not move onto the afterlife, instead being reborn as Ghosts.. but at least they were Ghosts with free will. Velma and Glendias saw this as well.. curiously, wordlessly observing it as they followed behind Armstrong.. far out of his seeing range.

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As Nikolai worked on his arm, his ears would catch the noise of something stalking in the trees... or perhaps on the ground? It was hard to tell.. but what ever it was, it was snapping through sticks and branches rather indescriminately.