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You know, I really miss zombies, ganados, and... things that didn't seem like monsters from a story book. The small ones would be cute if they didn't put up a fight.

At least the victim count from the castle has been low. For now.

[the sound of something metallic being dropped]

You know, I miss the days when a few well-aimed head shots would make the enemy drop.

[a sigh]

Someone better take care of this problem, and quick.

Out of my own morbid curiosity...

How many of us fall into the 30 or older crowd?

... the horror never ends.

[[ooc: Guess who is in bright pink and red today? :D]]

[a few things are throughly marked out]

Anyone care to accompany a lady for a drink tonight? I'm afraid I'm becoming a hermit.

[[ooc: Or afraid she's going crazy and hearing things.]]

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That was amusing. And before anyone gets on my case--if you eat anything that shows up on your doorstep, you deserve to be laughed at.

So, boys and girls, what are we going to do the next time questionable food shows up?

a. leave it alone
b. throw it away
c. eat it

This is a question that needs to be asked, apparently.

[there's the sound of something no-so-nice in the background]

I take it that's our cue to run for the hills.

Let's hope not too many people die in this one.

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