Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26852465-20160229022316/@comment-26852465-20160307062652

A sharp pain... and then it was gone. Vampire anatomy.. there was little that seemed like it could break them. The remaining seven knives flew out of her hand with fine speed; poised directly at the hooded man.

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Abernathy looked at the can with a strange, judgmental look.. but took it anyway. Now was the time Xero would get to see his handiwork. His hands moved.. abnormally fast, attaching the string and weaving it around the cans in such a masterful way.

"You know, I used to be a puppeteer before I took to being an Enforcer of the Law." He commented, finishing his can-ded noise maker in just 30 seconds. "I got a knack for anything with strings involved.. before the crisis.. I had traps laid all around the city that I'd trigger to bust a thug.. always kept 'em outta sight, so children wouldn't mess with em." Now was the time to decide.. who would distract the zombies with the cans? How would they go about doing it?

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A few meters in front of Armstrong, the hall seemed to collapse on itself, the lockers smashing together like a crusher on a conveyer belt. When the dust settled, two voices arose.

"Dangit sis! You used it too early!"

"Whoops."

"This isn't just a whoops, bonehead! We need to stop this guy! Zabie-sama doesn't stand a chance!"

"Well.. Zabie-sama is way stronger than us. So.. why are we trying?"

"Because we're smarter than Zabie-sama! Brain beats brawn!"

"You're just saying that cause we've got no meat on our bones."

"AM NOT!" Two skeletons emerged from a classroom. One seemed very upset, and the other seemed quite laid back. From this distance, Armstrong would have plenty of time to absorb this, before the Skeleton girls noticed him.