Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26852465-20160229022316/@comment-26852465-20160331160553

The little girl Click saved screamed in terror.. running away; being ignored by every Zombie she slid past. Even if they were to monsterize her... she was far too young to catch their interest. The rest continued to shamble towards Click and the unconscious biker... were there more arrows than there were zombies?

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'''"Six, seven, eight, nine...." '''She smirked and paused.. before taking the last step. '''"Ten. Now.. draw!" '''She snapped back towards Armstrong and Nikolai, the maddening glee of battle in her eyes as she fired all six shots of her revolver towards them. No sooner than she had fired, she had already reloaded. Quite a sleight of hand, she had!

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"But.. aren't we in this country?" Siegden called back, wandering further into the room. "Literally. We're in it, within its soil! Hah hah ha!" As he wandered around... another thing crossed his mind. The way Xero talked.. it irked Siegden just a little bit. "You do enjoy those runoff sentences, don't you young fellow? Take a breather in between talking! You'll find it far more comfortable!"

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The ghost finally noticed Pat... and she had a worried expression on her face.

''"Zombies..?" ''She questioned him, floating past and sticking her head through the door. Since she was incorporeal, she fazed right through. She then slipped back into the mansion.. her face horrified. ''"Oh you poor soul, did they chase you in here? Ugh.. even amongst simplistic monsters, Zombies are just the worst, for manners.." ''She shook her head, sighing a ghostly sigh. "I hope you're not too spooked, guy... wait, I don't know your name!" She seemed to panic, floating around every which way.. quite an airhead, she was.