The Park, Sunday Afternoon
"Oh yeah!"
Zack had been more than a tiny bit antsy over the past little while. There had been a lot going on in his life, and while running the animal shelter was fun, it wasn't what he'd been quite literally made for. Not by a long shot. So when the tremors had started yesterday, he'd taken to the streets to fend off hostile bunnies with a reckless abandon. And today? Today things had gotten even better. Swing a too-large sword at a jackalope here, fry a handful of killer goldfish with a blast of Thundaga there...
If he didn't think too hard about anything else, he could just kind of fall into a rhythm.
Now if only these monsters dropped loot. Then it would be just like home.
[OOC: Open, if there are any fighters bopping about this fine Easter day!]
Zack had been more than a tiny bit antsy over the past little while. There had been a lot going on in his life, and while running the animal shelter was fun, it wasn't what he'd been quite literally made for. Not by a long shot. So when the tremors had started yesterday, he'd taken to the streets to fend off hostile bunnies with a reckless abandon. And today? Today things had gotten even better. Swing a too-large sword at a jackalope here, fry a handful of killer goldfish with a blast of Thundaga there...
If he didn't think too hard about anything else, he could just kind of fall into a rhythm.
Now if only these monsters dropped loot. Then it would be just like home.
[OOC: Open, if there are any fighters bopping about this fine Easter day!]