ITP: ... Countries.

[me_fuckyeah]

Th-those are really good zombies.

Ahaha... Well, I think I've stayed long enough to be a hero. Now. [loooooks around] ... Which way was the entrance?

[And thus, Alfred is wandering/zombie dodging. Please, stop and say hi! Don't be surprised if he screams at you.

It is, of course, a manly scream.]

(WELL, I am crashing for the night! Please, do

Comments

[thepiltdownman]

You want to leave all this beautifully stunning scenery behind so soon?

[me_fuckyeah]

-- You mean this is too soon?

[thepiltdownman]

That depends entirely on how long you've been here.

[me_fuckyeah]

... Two hours... That's long enough, right?

[thepiltdownman]

Oh sure, two hours is plenty of time. There's just the problem of the exit not existing.

[me_fuckyeah]

No way! The exit definitely exists!

[thepiltdownman]

What? Really? Wow, to think that I've been here for over a year just because I'm blind.

[me_fuckyeah]

-- Hey, picking on me isn't a good hobby, you know.

[thepiltdownman]

I'm not picking on you. I'm explaining the depressing truth of zombie prison camp through sarcasm.

[me_fuckyeah]

Well you should find a better way to explain it.

[thepiltdownman]

It's pretty boring and repetitive after awhile.

[me_fuckyeah]

You can be sarcastic at other people, but not me!

I'm Alfred.

[thepiltdownman]

So, Alfred, does that mean there's something that makes you more special than everyone else?

And I'm Marco.

[me_fuckyeah]

Of course! See the jacket? It means I'm awesome!

[thepiltdownman]

...

Nope, sorry, don't see it.

[me_fuckyeah]

B-but I'm wearing it!