Almost as if
throwing off a great weight, the island groaned and shuddered, flexing as if waking from a deep sleep.
There were vermin crawling on its shores, its children had been warped and twisted, and it was not amused.
As the
counterspell took hold, a sparkling golden light filled the island, wrapping each zombie in a cocoon of warmth. The light lifted after a moment, leaving the Fandomite zombies cured and whole, if possibly a bit disoriented, and the risen NPC dead impotent. The dead still walked, for now, but their bite was harmless and carried no taint of the curse.
Mission accomplished, the surviving gremlins slipped off into their secret places, sinister smiles in place. Their part was done, and soon they would have their
reward.
[OOC: YAY! As of this post, Fandom is cured! You can keep playing out your encounters at the dorms and/or finale, since we know timezones are evil, but consider anything else tonight as having occurred after everyone being healed. And yes, consider next week "Chompy Chompy" week. YOU LOVE US.]