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[dermatophobia]

[There's some guy over by the cornfield shooting the ever loving hell out of a pack of zombies-doesn't seem like he's missing so far, either! Or, at least, he wasn't until a hapless crow pecked at the new and ominous countdown timer and was flung right into his head.]

. . . Ugh.

[OOC: Will be a touch slow! New voice, new icons, etc etc]
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[dermatophobia]

These are moving much slower than what I'm used to.

[dermatophobia]

That it does, but I'd feel more satisfied if they actually decreased in number at all.

[sueperman]

[eyebrow]

[dermatophobia]

Yes-?

[double-taking at his eyes. THAT'S ALARMING]

[sueperman]

[oh right I'm supposed to care...]

Are you... all right?

[dermatophobia]

[u n s u r e . . . Keeping his guns up, though not aimed at anything but zombies or the sky for the moment]

I'm alright, merely startled.

[fallsforyou]

Oh, my gosh.

[dermatophobia]

You should move to a safer distance, miss.

[fallsforyou]

[ look your advice is going right over her head!! ... partly because she's dead but still ]

What are you doing?

[dermatophobia]

Exterminating these demons. If you continue to stay this close, you should be aware the risk to your safety is high.

[diclolius]

[that gunfire sure is drawing a lot of attention. a girl with horns is staying huddled over by one side of the cornfield, out of the line of fire, when she sees the boy get hit with the crow.]

Are you okay?

[dermatophobia]

[horns . . .]

I-yes. I'm unharmed.

[diclolius]

That's good. The birds have been doing that a lot today.

[dermatophobia]

Just today?

[dopplegangs]

Okay, that looked like it hurt.

[dermatophobia]

Luckily the beak missed hitting me.

[dopplegangs]

Good to know.

[dermatophobia]

I appreciate the concern however, Miss . . . ?