Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26852465-20160229022316/@comment-26852465-20160413171441

Even though she was an undead.. Zabie could feel her nerves prickling.. she contemplated to herself, on the ground.. unable to speak. What the hell was that..? Why was she defeated so easily..? The other person didn't even do anything. Finally, she began to, albeit with difficulty, spit out words wracked with flinching, fluctuating fluency. '''"Fine... you win.." '''She wouldn't be able to keep her end of the deal, in her current state. She was waiting for Armstrong to fix whatever the hell he did to her neck.

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''"There should  be pockets of survivors in town! I can sense life energy, since I'm a ghost! Let's go look!" ''From within Pat's brain, she seemed to approve at his nimble evasion of the zombies.. though the further away from the mansion he ran, the more their numbers seemed to thin.

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Both Siegden and the new creature stopped, turning to look at Xero. Spying what could be "easier to undress" prey.. her tongue let go of Siegden, as she crawled off of him. Siegden, in return, tried to wipe the saliva off of his armor. "Well, I dare say that situation resolved itself! But I must ask, young lady.. what exactly are you? You're not within the Scholar's encyclopedia for monsters, I must say. Before she would advance towards Xero, the tongued thing actually replied.

"Mistress Alphie and her Wightly minions spawned me, from a graveyard experiment.. a biological... erotic weapon, if you will."

"Ah so you are new amongst your brethren! Well, do you have a name?"

"N-no... Alphie never gave me one... nor to my sisters. She just told us to follow our instincts."

"Would you like a name?" Siegden asked her, now rising to his feet. "Given your rather long tongue.. I'd say you're a Licker!"

The Mamono stared back at Siegden for a moment.. rolling her eyes. "Your choice in naming is questionable.. but easy to remember, at least.. a Licker.." She stared at her own tongue for a moment.. it was long enough to wrap around a man numerous times, from head to toe.

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The girl nodded, taking the ice crystal and pressing it against her bruises. "He.. he was mean.." she murmured...