Vinsmoke Sanji (
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capeandcowllogs2010-03-17 07:39 pm
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Time to make the doughnuts
WHO: OPEN
WHERE: EVERYWHERE
WHEN: between Wednesday morning (3/17) and the end of the zombie plot
WARNINGS: prolly icky violence
SUMMARY: ZOMBIE FIGHTINGS. This is an open log, like last time, so go where you will, form your own zombie-killing teams or meet new fellow fighters on the street! Tag yourself in, and use subject headers to indicate time and/or location as you wish.
FORMAT: everything.
They're everywhere.
So many people falling sick meant so many zombies suddenly flooding the streets, pouring out of the hospitals where no one could help, stumbling out of their homes, obeying their master's orders.
They need to be taken down before they kill the healthy. Before the City is in ruins and the living are wiped out. They need you, heroes.
WHERE: EVERYWHERE
WHEN: between Wednesday morning (3/17) and the end of the zombie plot
WARNINGS: prolly icky violence
SUMMARY: ZOMBIE FIGHTINGS. This is an open log, like last time, so go where you will, form your own zombie-killing teams or meet new fellow fighters on the street! Tag yourself in, and use subject headers to indicate time and/or location as you wish.
FORMAT: everything.
They're everywhere.
So many people falling sick meant so many zombies suddenly flooding the streets, pouring out of the hospitals where no one could help, stumbling out of their homes, obeying their master's orders.
They need to be taken down before they kill the healthy. Before the City is in ruins and the living are wiped out. They need you, heroes.
IS THIS OK BB?
He wasn't particularly concerned with the citizens of the land, or if it had not been the Scourge, he wouldn't have been. However, it was a matter of personal pride and in essence, the insult the Scourge had brought to him was enough to inspire him to remain with those who had betrayed him.
Betrayed. Him.
The irony was not lost, but neither was the irony of the vision of the bright Liadrin, who cleansed the sick and consecrated the undead superimposed with his own dark, menacing form. It almost brought a laugh to his lips, if he had not still been sore over the past few days events.
No, he came selfishly, despite what any may wish to believe. He wanted to take his shot once again at the Lich King.
THIS IS TOTALLY AWESOME WITH ME. <3
YAY
Re: YAY
[EDIT: ALSO, I should have noticed this last night. Argh sleepy me. I think people are going to continue tagging the rescue from the above thread, so if you want to slip Illidan into the fray casually swatting a zombie or two, feel free to chime in. <3]
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