Feb 10, 2013
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((Quick note: YOU ARE THE BEST EVER!!! YOU'RE FOLLOWER NUMBER 50!!! *dances*
not that I don't love all my followers. I just never thought I'd get to number 50.))
There was dried blood everywhere and the smell of rotting flesh. In this small alley-way she'd successfully fended off about five or six zombies, their mangled bodies down there while she was sitting up on a large crate. No cuts or gashes... just a few bruises. The dried blood coating her cane sword, as she growled in frustration. "Ugh... Arthur is that you... Got got a sticky situation here, mate."
"What happened?" he helped her out of the alley. "Where are you hurt?" he wrinkled his nose at the smell, but wasn't too disgusted at it. He'd smelt worse. "How badly are you hurt?"
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Jim's antiques~ Afternoon.
(That magic anon was me by the way. :3)
[[Hehehe]]
(*mun give Yao random hugs even as her iPad blasts 'Strawberry Fields Forever'*)
U-Uh, I... Okay./Awkwardly hugs back//This is not smart what you are doing//Hugging a half shark//But okay//Huggle/<3
"... So the anons got you too, huh... Sure hope you dont got any of those instincts."
Just hope you don't end up bleeding around me.