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worstvikingever[Action:] [Oh hey yeah zombies. Good thing Hiccup's got weapons and stuff. So he's generally around town fending off zombies.
With an axe.
He may or may not have a few extra weapons strapped to his person. Light ones that he can carry without too much difficulty. Just in case, you know?
He's really not sure what he's doing out here. He kind of forgot what made him think it was a good idea.
That happens sometimes.
Well anyway, it's too late now, time to kill zombies.
He's around town. It's probably pretty easy to run into him.]
I hate zombies.
[Whack-a-zombie!]
With an axe.
He may or may not have a few extra weapons strapped to his person. Light ones that he can carry without too much difficulty. Just in case, you know?
He's really not sure what he's doing out here. He kind of forgot what made him think it was a good idea.
That happens sometimes.
Well anyway, it's too late now, time to kill zombies.
He's around town. It's probably pretty easy to run into him.]
I hate zombies.
[Whack-a-zombie!]
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Date: 2011-09-22 06:50 am (UTC)Uh... yeah, I guess. Thanks.
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Date: 2011-09-22 07:00 am (UTC)But hell, there just seems to be no end to these bastards.
[Mart'll swing the sword at any other oncoming zombies, aiming for the heads.]
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Date: 2011-09-22 07:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-23 03:45 am (UTC)[Mart swipes the legs off one zombie and then smashes it's head in.]
I don't suppose ya got a flamethrower or soemthin'?
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Date: 2011-09-23 05:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-23 06:59 pm (UTC)Too bad. We could use some heavy artillery.
[And more zombies are walking toward them. A whole lot of zombies.]
Uhhh, we may want to step back.