[regenerating assholes with exploding shotguns? JESUS TAKE THE WHEEL they're going to crash this boat, and hard.]
I'll take the source, just so we can get this over with already.
[GOD RUDE, AUGH.]
Son of a-- [why did he ever miss having you around, heine. ah, right. because he can take a swing at him while really aiming for one of the zombies and heine will probably still be fine even if he gets hit. mm-hm.]
[ wow, douche. he does move back, but not fast enough, because the bat smashes into his chin and cracks something in his face. ]
Shit. You fucking asshole.
[ cue glaring murderously while his jawbone heals! luckily for their joined efforts, though, heine is more occupied with shooting yet another zombie before he starts moving towards what appears to be the thick of the crowd. ]
[ heine hates you a lot, eggplant. just so you know. he rubs his face but he doesn't whine! at least, not for a while. it's pretty obvious that the zombies are coming from a weird stone gate several hundred yards away.
...they'll cross the bridge of how they're going to destroy a rock structure when they get to it. ]
[love you too, heine, darling. cupcake. cauliflower. my hero.
why is it always weird stone gates? and why is it stone? but seriously, they have a shotgun, a metal bat, and two idiots who can stitch their own wounds and grow arms back. surely they can take down a rock.]
Can't let you stick around and hog all the fun. [glancing and jerking his head in the direction of the.. boulder.. gate thing.] I'd like to see you try to take that down by yourself, though.
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There's probably some kind of source. Or at least a clearing.
[ strategy? what is 'strategy'? ]
Sorry, does that bother you? [ then, of course, he does it again. ]
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I'll take the source, just so we can get this over with already.
[GOD RUDE, AUGH.]
Son of a-- [why did he ever miss having you around, heine. ah, right. because he can take a swing at him while really aiming for one of the zombies and heine will probably still be fine even if he gets hit. mm-hm.]
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[ wow, douche. he does move back, but not fast enough, because the bat smashes into his chin and cracks something in his face. ]
Shit. You fucking asshole.
[ cue glaring murderously while his jawbone heals! luckily for their joined efforts, though, heine is more occupied with shooting yet another zombie before he starts moving towards what appears to be the thick of the crowd. ]
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Oh, please, I bet that didn't even hurt.
[backing him up and knocking down stragglers, and any other undeads trying to get at heine (or himself) from behind.]
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[ heine hates you a lot, eggplant. just so you know. he rubs his face but he doesn't whine! at least, not for a while. it's pretty obvious that the zombies are coming from a weird stone gate several hundred yards away.
...they'll cross the bridge of how they're going to destroy a rock structure when they get to it. ]
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[love you too, heine, darling. cupcake. cauliflower. my hero.
why is it always weird stone gates? and why is it stone? but seriously, they have a shotgun, a metal bat, and two idiots who can stitch their own wounds and grow arms back. surely they can take down a rock.]
Can't let you stick around and hog all the fun. [glancing and jerking his head in the direction of the.. boulder.. gate thing.] I'd like to see you try to take that down by yourself, though.
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You call this fun?
[ BLAM. ZOMBIE BRAINS. ] You need to get out more.
Stop making excuses for yourself and get the fuck over there.