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.
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Interlopers welcome after this post
Metal clattered against concrete in an alley up ahead, followed by wet gurglings of "Hungry..." growing nearer to the street. Fakir put an arm out before Rue and readied his sword, watching the opening to the alley closely.
"Be ready to ru-" he began, cutting his sentence short as a small crowd of the things shambled into the light cast by the streetlamps. "Shit."
oh. uh. hi.
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Around that time, a cloud of crows appeared overhead, waiting for their mistress to give them their next orders. Wordlessly, the directed them to the group of zombies near Sanji, not to help him or anything, but to get rid of them so she wouldn't have to fight them herself.
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Him again?Fakir was grateful for the help, of course, confused as he was by Sanji's sudden appearance. He immediately moved in to weed out the monsters left standing, relieved at the relative ease with which his sword sliced through them.
"What are you doing out in this mess?" he asked before whirling around to hack through an encroaching ghoul. God, they made a hideous mess.
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"...you kids all right?"