Darius curses again, picking them up over his shoulder and continuing to run, slower than before with them on his shoulder next to his bat "Don't die on me, don't die on me."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"My music will reach the farthest edges of the Galaxy. What have you done today? Simpletons!"
Darius curses again, picking them up over his shoulder and continuing to run, slower than before with them on his shoulder next to his bat "Don't die on me, don't die on me."
“I have a feeling my arm isn’t making this…”
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
Darius curses again, picking them up over his shoulder and continuing to run, slower than before with them on his shoulder next to his bat "Don't die on me, don't die on me."
“I have a feeling my arm isn’t making this…”
"You'd look cooled with a prosthetic anyway, just stay awake."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"My music will reach the farthest edges of the Galaxy. What have you done today? Simpletons!"
Darius curses again, picking them up over his shoulder and continuing to run, slower than before with them on his shoulder next to his bat "Don't die on me, don't die on me."
“I have a feeling my arm isn’t making this…”
"You'd look cooled with a prosthetic anyway, just stay awake."
“I get a prostheticcccc…?”
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
Darius curses again, picking them up over his shoulder and continuing to run, slower than before with them on his shoulder next to his bat "Don't die on me, don't die on me."
“I have a feeling my arm isn’t making this…”
"You'd look cooled with a prosthetic anyway, just stay awake."
“I get a prostheticcccc…?”
"I'll buy you one when you make it out of here."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"My music will reach the farthest edges of the Galaxy. What have you done today? Simpletons!"
Darius curses again, picking them up over his shoulder and continuing to run, slower than before with them on his shoulder next to his bat "Don't die on me, don't die on me."
“I have a feeling my arm isn’t making this…”
"You'd look cooled with a prosthetic anyway, just stay awake."
“I get a prostheticcccc…?”
"I'll buy you one when you make it out of here."
"Don't promise that, she'll pick a gold-plated one or something. Try to put pressure on the wound, that should stop some of the blood loss. Snow could help for numbing, too."
*I guess Alexia reads too much, like me*
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Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nail Wielder, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
Darius curses again, picking them up over his shoulder and continuing to run, slower than before with them on his shoulder next to his bat "Don't die on me, don't die on me."
“I have a feeling my arm isn’t making this…”
"You'd look cooled with a prosthetic anyway, just stay awake."
“I get a prostheticcccc…?”
"I'll buy you one when you make it out of here."
"Don't promise that, she'll pick a gold-plated one or something. Try to put pressure on the wound, that should stop some of the blood loss. Snow could help for numbing, too."
*I guess Alexia reads too much, like me*
*I mean I would know that, but Darius wouldn't*
He takes her word for it, putting ice on the wound and putting pressure on the ice "I didn't say she could pick, I just said I'd buy her one. Hold my bat will you, I need to keep pressure on this."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"My music will reach the farthest edges of the Galaxy. What have you done today? Simpletons!"
"Don't promise that, she'll pick a gold-plated one or something. Try to put pressure on the wound, that should stop some of the blood loss. Snow could help for numbing, too."
*I guess Alexia reads too much, like me*
*I mean I would know that, but Darius wouldn't*
He takes her word for it, putting ice on the wound and putting pressure on the ice "I didn't say she could pick, I just said I'd buy her one. Hold my bat will you, I need to keep pressure on this."
Alexia picks it up, but she strains a bit from the weight. "We should try to find a shop or something for bandages and disinfectant. Do you think this place has a 7-11?"
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Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nail Wielder, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
The two killers are nowhere to be seen. The survivors might notice a big closed gate at one end of the housing area.
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Star Wars and Warhammer nerd. Yup. I'm both.
Pronouns he/him. WASSUUP!
Titles bestowed by Drummer: The Unstrikable Warrior, Expert of Dragons and Knowledge, Master of the Blade, Merciless champion, The Rising Power, Risen from the Depths, The Potential of Darkness!
The two killers are nowhere to be seen. The survivors might notice a big closed gate at one end of the housing area.
Darius continues to carry his friend, just looking for a place they can rest for a moment without the risk of something like that happening again.
Darius can hear the singing, but it's far away. It's still pretty darn creepy though.
Eventually he comes to what looks like an old farm building. Some red lockers rest against one wall, and there is a sparking generator in the centre. Some stairs lead downwards.
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Star Wars and Warhammer nerd. Yup. I'm both.
Pronouns he/him. WASSUUP!
Titles bestowed by Drummer: The Unstrikable Warrior, Expert of Dragons and Knowledge, Master of the Blade, Merciless champion, The Rising Power, Risen from the Depths, The Potential of Darkness!
The two killers are nowhere to be seen. The survivors might notice a big closed gate at one end of the housing area.
Darius continues to carry his friend, just looking for a place they can rest for a moment without the risk of something like that happening again.
Darius can hear the singing, but it's far away. It's still pretty darn creepy though.
Eventually he comes to what looks like an old farm building. Some red lockers rest against one wall, and there is a sparking generator in the centre. Some stairs lead downwards.
He stands outside of the farm doors, whispering “Yeah an old farm building is a definite nope. I’ve seen horror movies, one of us will die if we go inside. [gp]ing idiots don’t realize the singing gives at least one of them away.”
The two killers are nowhere to be seen. The survivors might notice a big closed gate at one end of the housing area.
Darius continues to carry his friend, just looking for a place they can rest for a moment without the risk of something like that happening again.
Darius can hear the singing, but it's far away. It's still pretty darn creepy though.
Eventually he comes to what looks like an old farm building. Some red lockers rest against one wall, and there is a sparking generator in the centre. Some stairs lead downwards.
He stands outside of the farm doors, whispering “Yeah an old farm building is a definite nope. I’ve seen horror movies, one of us will die if we go inside. [gp]ing idiots don’t realize the singing gives at least one of them away.”
A window pops open, and a bearded head comes out. "Ya gonna just sit there an' wait for yer girlfriend ta die? Cm'on, get in 'ere, it's safe fer now!"
*NPCs!*
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Star Wars and Warhammer nerd. Yup. I'm both.
Pronouns he/him. WASSUUP!
Titles bestowed by Drummer: The Unstrikable Warrior, Expert of Dragons and Knowledge, Master of the Blade, Merciless champion, The Rising Power, Risen from the Depths, The Potential of Darkness!
The two killers are nowhere to be seen. The survivors might notice a big closed gate at one end of the housing area.
Darius continues to carry his friend, just looking for a place they can rest for a moment without the risk of something like that happening again.
Darius can hear the singing, but it's far away. It's still pretty darn creepy though.
Eventually he comes to what looks like an old farm building. Some red lockers rest against one wall, and there is a sparking generator in the centre. Some stairs lead downwards.
He stands outside of the farm doors, whispering “Yeah an old farm building is a definite nope. I’ve seen horror movies, one of us will die if we go inside. [gp]ing idiots don’t realize the singing gives at least one of them away.”
A window pops open, and a bearded head comes out. "Ya gonna just sit there an' wait for yer girlfriend ta die? Cm'on, get in 'ere, it's safe fer now!"
*NPCs!*
He looks to the bearded head, thinking there’s only two before saying “Not my girlfriend, maybe later, and do you own a poncho?” He grips his metal bat tightly, waiting for them to answer first.
The two killers are nowhere to be seen. The survivors might notice a big closed gate at one end of the housing area.
Darius continues to carry his friend, just looking for a place they can rest for a moment without the risk of something like that happening again.
Darius can hear the singing, but it's far away. It's still pretty darn creepy though.
Eventually he comes to what looks like an old farm building. Some red lockers rest against one wall, and there is a sparking generator in the centre. Some stairs lead downwards.
He stands outside of the farm doors, whispering “Yeah an old farm building is a definite nope. I’ve seen horror movies, one of us will die if we go inside. [gp]ing idiots don’t realize the singing gives at least one of them away.”
A window pops open, and a bearded head comes out. "Ya gonna just sit there an' wait for yer girlfriend ta die? Cm'on, get in 'ere, it's safe fer now!"
*NPCs!*
He looks to the bearded head, thinking there’s only two before saying “Not my girlfriend, maybe later, and do you own a poncho?” He grips his metal bat tightly, waiting for them to answer first.
The man gives Darius a skeptical look. "She may as well be," He mutters, before disappearing. A few seconds later he comes out. "No poncho's in 'ere, lad. Not my type o' clothing, especially with that madman on the loose. Anyway, the lullaby's gettin' closer, so are ya goin' ta stand there like a madman or are ya gonna come inside?"
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Star Wars and Warhammer nerd. Yup. I'm both.
Pronouns he/him. WASSUUP!
Titles bestowed by Drummer: The Unstrikable Warrior, Expert of Dragons and Knowledge, Master of the Blade, Merciless champion, The Rising Power, Risen from the Depths, The Potential of Darkness!
The two killers are nowhere to be seen. The survivors might notice a big closed gate at one end of the housing area.
Darius continues to carry his friend, just looking for a place they can rest for a moment without the risk of something like that happening again.
Darius can hear the singing, but it's far away. It's still pretty darn creepy though.
Eventually he comes to what looks like an old farm building. Some red lockers rest against one wall, and there is a sparking generator in the centre. Some stairs lead downwards.
He stands outside of the farm doors, whispering “Yeah an old farm building is a definite nope. I’ve seen horror movies, one of us will die if we go inside. [gp]ing idiots don’t realize the singing gives at least one of them away.”
A window pops open, and a bearded head comes out. "Ya gonna just sit there an' wait for yer girlfriend ta die? Cm'on, get in 'ere, it's safe fer now!"
*NPCs!*
He looks to the bearded head, thinking there’s only two before saying “Not my girlfriend, maybe later, and do you own a poncho?” He grips his metal bat tightly, waiting for them to answer first.
The man gives Darius a skeptical look. "She may as well be," He mutters, before disappearing. A few seconds later he comes out. "No poncho's in 'ere, lad. Not my type o' clothing, especially with that madman on the loose. Anyway, the lullaby's gettin' closer, so are ya goin' ta stand there like a madman or are ya gonna come inside?"
He stands up, rushing the group to join them in the building “Do you have locks on the doors or boards on the windows? Do you have blankets or spare clothes? Do you have firewood?” He asks, “If you don’t I can still patch of this wound good enough.” After getting inside he takes off his shirt, left in a T shirt, before ripping it into strips and tying it up for the wound, stopping the bleeding and keeping the ice there.
The two killers are nowhere to be seen. The survivors might notice a big closed gate at one end of the housing area.
Darius continues to carry his friend, just looking for a place they can rest for a moment without the risk of something like that happening again.
Darius can hear the singing, but it's far away. It's still pretty darn creepy though.
Eventually he comes to what looks like an old farm building. Some red lockers rest against one wall, and there is a sparking generator in the centre. Some stairs lead downwards.
He stands outside of the farm doors, whispering “Yeah an old farm building is a definite nope. I’ve seen horror movies, one of us will die if we go inside. [gp]ing idiots don’t realize the singing gives at least one of them away.”
A window pops open, and a bearded head comes out. "Ya gonna just sit there an' wait for yer girlfriend ta die? Cm'on, get in 'ere, it's safe fer now!"
*NPCs!*
He looks to the bearded head, thinking there’s only two before saying “Not my girlfriend, maybe later, and do you own a poncho?” He grips his metal bat tightly, waiting for them to answer first.
The man gives Darius a skeptical look. "She may as well be," He mutters, before disappearing. A few seconds later he comes out. "No poncho's in 'ere, lad. Not my type o' clothing, especially with that madman on the loose. Anyway, the lullaby's gettin' closer, so are ya goin' ta stand there like a madman or are ya gonna come inside?"
He stands up, rushing the group to join them in the building “Do you have locks on the doors or boards on the windows? Do you have blankets or spare clothes? Do you have firewood?” He asks, “If you don’t I can still patch of this wound good enough.” After getting inside he takes off his shirt, left in a T shirt, before ripping it into strips and tying it up for the wound, stopping the bleeding and keeping the ice there.
"Yes, yes, yes, no, yes." The old man answers the questions in order.
There are 3 other people there. Two young men who are almost identical except one of them has very straight blonde hair and the other has black dreads, and a girl who looks about 7.
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Star Wars and Warhammer nerd. Yup. I'm both.
Pronouns he/him. WASSUUP!
Titles bestowed by Drummer: The Unstrikable Warrior, Expert of Dragons and Knowledge, Master of the Blade, Merciless champion, The Rising Power, Risen from the Depths, The Potential of Darkness!
The two killers are nowhere to be seen. The survivors might notice a big closed gate at one end of the housing area.
Darius continues to carry his friend, just looking for a place they can rest for a moment without the risk of something like that happening again.
Darius can hear the singing, but it's far away. It's still pretty darn creepy though.
Eventually he comes to what looks like an old farm building. Some red lockers rest against one wall, and there is a sparking generator in the centre. Some stairs lead downwards.
He stands outside of the farm doors, whispering “Yeah an old farm building is a definite nope. I’ve seen horror movies, one of us will die if we go inside. [gp]ing idiots don’t realize the singing gives at least one of them away.”
A window pops open, and a bearded head comes out. "Ya gonna just sit there an' wait for yer girlfriend ta die? Cm'on, get in 'ere, it's safe fer now!"
*NPCs!*
He looks to the bearded head, thinking there’s only two before saying “Not my girlfriend, maybe later, and do you own a poncho?” He grips his metal bat tightly, waiting for them to answer first.
The man gives Darius a skeptical look. "She may as well be," He mutters, before disappearing. A few seconds later he comes out. "No poncho's in 'ere, lad. Not my type o' clothing, especially with that madman on the loose. Anyway, the lullaby's gettin' closer, so are ya goin' ta stand there like a madman or are ya gonna come inside?"
He stands up, rushing the group to join them in the building “Do you have locks on the doors or boards on the windows? Do you have blankets or spare clothes? Do you have firewood?” He asks, “If you don’t I can still patch of this wound good enough.” After getting inside he takes off his shirt, left in a T shirt, before ripping it into strips and tying it up for the wound, stopping the bleeding and keeping the ice there.
"Yes, yes, yes, no, yes." The old man answers the questions in order.
There are 3 other people there. Two young men who are almost identical except one of them has very straight blonde hair and the other has black dreads, and a girl who looks about 7.
“Good, we won’t be able to stay here long if my movie knowledge is right, but at least we can have time to figure something out.” He looks to them people “Do any of you know if there are vehicles that fit all of us? Or where several working vehicles are?” He says.
The two killers are nowhere to be seen. The survivors might notice a big closed gate at one end of the housing area.
Darius continues to carry his friend, just looking for a place they can rest for a moment without the risk of something like that happening again.
Darius can hear the singing, but it's far away. It's still pretty darn creepy though.
Eventually he comes to what looks like an old farm building. Some red lockers rest against one wall, and there is a sparking generator in the centre. Some stairs lead downwards.
He stands outside of the farm doors, whispering “Yeah an old farm building is a definite nope. I’ve seen horror movies, one of us will die if we go inside. [gp]ing idiots don’t realize the singing gives at least one of them away.”
A window pops open, and a bearded head comes out. "Ya gonna just sit there an' wait for yer girlfriend ta die? Cm'on, get in 'ere, it's safe fer now!"
*NPCs!*
He looks to the bearded head, thinking there’s only two before saying “Not my girlfriend, maybe later, and do you own a poncho?” He grips his metal bat tightly, waiting for them to answer first.
The man gives Darius a skeptical look. "She may as well be," He mutters, before disappearing. A few seconds later he comes out. "No poncho's in 'ere, lad. Not my type o' clothing, especially with that madman on the loose. Anyway, the lullaby's gettin' closer, so are ya goin' ta stand there like a madman or are ya gonna come inside?"
He stands up, rushing the group to join them in the building “Do you have locks on the doors or boards on the windows? Do you have blankets or spare clothes? Do you have firewood?” He asks, “If you don’t I can still patch of this wound good enough.” After getting inside he takes off his shirt, left in a T shirt, before ripping it into strips and tying it up for the wound, stopping the bleeding and keeping the ice there.
"Yes, yes, yes, no, yes." The old man answers the questions in order.
There are 3 other people there. Two young men who are almost identical except one of them has very straight blonde hair and the other has black dreads, and a girl who looks about 7.
“Good, we won’t be able to stay here long if my movie knowledge is right, but at least we can have time to figure something out.” He looks to them people “Do any of you know if there are vehicles that fit all of us? Or where several working vehicles are?” He says.
"Vehicles?" The blonde guy scoffs. His brother sighs. "There are no vehicles in trials, kid. You gotta power the generators to open the gates, then make a dash for it. The thing is, We've lost our tools, so we can't repair this one, or any of the others."
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Star Wars and Warhammer nerd. Yup. I'm both.
Pronouns he/him. WASSUUP!
Titles bestowed by Drummer: The Unstrikable Warrior, Expert of Dragons and Knowledge, Master of the Blade, Merciless champion, The Rising Power, Risen from the Depths, The Potential of Darkness!
The two killers are nowhere to be seen. The survivors might notice a big closed gate at one end of the housing area.
Darius continues to carry his friend, just looking for a place they can rest for a moment without the risk of something like that happening again.
Darius can hear the singing, but it's far away. It's still pretty darn creepy though.
Eventually he comes to what looks like an old farm building. Some red lockers rest against one wall, and there is a sparking generator in the centre. Some stairs lead downwards.
He stands outside of the farm doors, whispering “Yeah an old farm building is a definite nope. I’ve seen horror movies, one of us will die if we go inside. [gp]ing idiots don’t realize the singing gives at least one of them away.”
A window pops open, and a bearded head comes out. "Ya gonna just sit there an' wait for yer girlfriend ta die? Cm'on, get in 'ere, it's safe fer now!"
*NPCs!*
He looks to the bearded head, thinking there’s only two before saying “Not my girlfriend, maybe later, and do you own a poncho?” He grips his metal bat tightly, waiting for them to answer first.
The man gives Darius a skeptical look. "She may as well be," He mutters, before disappearing. A few seconds later he comes out. "No poncho's in 'ere, lad. Not my type o' clothing, especially with that madman on the loose. Anyway, the lullaby's gettin' closer, so are ya goin' ta stand there like a madman or are ya gonna come inside?"
He stands up, rushing the group to join them in the building “Do you have locks on the doors or boards on the windows? Do you have blankets or spare clothes? Do you have firewood?” He asks, “If you don’t I can still patch of this wound good enough.” After getting inside he takes off his shirt, left in a T shirt, before ripping it into strips and tying it up for the wound, stopping the bleeding and keeping the ice there.
"Yes, yes, yes, no, yes." The old man answers the questions in order.
There are 3 other people there. Two young men who are almost identical except one of them has very straight blonde hair and the other has black dreads, and a girl who looks about 7.
“Good, we won’t be able to stay here long if my movie knowledge is right, but at least we can have time to figure something out.” He looks to them people “Do any of you know if there are vehicles that fit all of us? Or where several working vehicles are?” He says.
"Vehicles?" The blonde guy scoffs. His brother sighs. "There are no vehicles in trials, kid. You gotta power the generators to open the gates, then make a dash for it. The thing is, We've lost our tools, so we can't repair this one, or any of the others."
“Why yall scoffing at me like you didn’t lose your tools.” He points to the brothers “You two are [gp]s, stop talking. Thanks.” He picks up his friend “Got any beds? Or we could just use a stack of blankets.”
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Darius curses again, picking them up over his shoulder and continuing to run, slower than before with them on his shoulder next to his bat "Don't die on me, don't die on me."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"My music will reach the farthest edges of the Galaxy. What have you done today? Simpletons!"
“I have a feeling my arm isn’t making this…”
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
"You'd look cooled with a prosthetic anyway, just stay awake."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"My music will reach the farthest edges of the Galaxy. What have you done today? Simpletons!"
“I get a prostheticcccc…?”
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
"I'll buy you one when you make it out of here."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"My music will reach the farthest edges of the Galaxy. What have you done today? Simpletons!"
"Don't promise that, she'll pick a gold-plated one or something. Try to put pressure on the wound, that should stop some of the blood loss. Snow could help for numbing, too."
*I guess Alexia reads too much, like me*
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nail Wielder, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
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*I mean I would know that, but Darius wouldn't*
He takes her word for it, putting ice on the wound and putting pressure on the ice "I didn't say she could pick, I just said I'd buy her one. Hold my bat will you, I need to keep pressure on this."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
"Life is like a roller coaster, and you just took your seatbelt off."
"My music will reach the farthest edges of the Galaxy. What have you done today? Simpletons!"
Alexia picks it up, but she strains a bit from the weight. "We should try to find a shop or something for bandages and disinfectant. Do you think this place has a 7-11?"
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nail Wielder, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
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The two killers are nowhere to be seen. The survivors might notice a big closed gate at one end of the housing area.
Star Wars and Warhammer nerd. Yup. I'm both.
Pronouns he/him. WASSUUP!
Titles bestowed by Drummer:
The Unstrikable Warrior, Expert of Dragons and Knowledge, Master of the Blade, Merciless champion, The Rising Power, Risen from the Depths, The Potential of Darkness!
Currently inactive for most of the week.
Darius continues to carry his friend, just looking for a place they can rest for a moment without the risk of something like that happening again.
Darius can hear the singing, but it's far away. It's still pretty darn creepy though.
Eventually he comes to what looks like an old farm building. Some red lockers rest against one wall, and there is a sparking generator in the centre. Some stairs lead downwards.
Star Wars and Warhammer nerd. Yup. I'm both.
Pronouns he/him. WASSUUP!
Titles bestowed by Drummer:
The Unstrikable Warrior, Expert of Dragons and Knowledge, Master of the Blade, Merciless champion, The Rising Power, Risen from the Depths, The Potential of Darkness!
Currently inactive for most of the week.
He stands outside of the farm doors, whispering “Yeah an old farm building is a definite nope. I’ve seen horror movies, one of us will die if we go inside. [gp]ing idiots don’t realize the singing gives at least one of them away.”
A window pops open, and a bearded head comes out. "Ya gonna just sit there an' wait for yer girlfriend ta die? Cm'on, get in 'ere, it's safe fer now!"
*NPCs!*
Star Wars and Warhammer nerd. Yup. I'm both.
Pronouns he/him. WASSUUP!
Titles bestowed by Drummer:
The Unstrikable Warrior, Expert of Dragons and Knowledge, Master of the Blade, Merciless champion, The Rising Power, Risen from the Depths, The Potential of Darkness!
Currently inactive for most of the week.
He looks to the bearded head, thinking there’s only two before saying “Not my girlfriend, maybe later, and do you own a poncho?” He grips his metal bat tightly, waiting for them to answer first.
The man gives Darius a skeptical look. "She may as well be," He mutters, before disappearing. A few seconds later he comes out. "No poncho's in 'ere, lad. Not my type o' clothing, especially with that madman on the loose. Anyway, the lullaby's gettin' closer, so are ya goin' ta stand there like a madman or are ya gonna come inside?"
Star Wars and Warhammer nerd. Yup. I'm both.
Pronouns he/him. WASSUUP!
Titles bestowed by Drummer:
The Unstrikable Warrior, Expert of Dragons and Knowledge, Master of the Blade, Merciless champion, The Rising Power, Risen from the Depths, The Potential of Darkness!
Currently inactive for most of the week.
He stands up, rushing the group to join them in the building “Do you have locks on the doors or boards on the windows? Do you have blankets or spare clothes? Do you have firewood?” He asks, “If you don’t I can still patch of this wound good enough.” After getting inside he takes off his shirt, left in a T shirt, before ripping it into strips and tying it up for the wound, stopping the bleeding and keeping the ice there.
"Yes, yes, yes, no, yes." The old man answers the questions in order.
There are 3 other people there. Two young men who are almost identical except one of them has very straight blonde hair and the other has black dreads, and a girl who looks about 7.
Star Wars and Warhammer nerd. Yup. I'm both.
Pronouns he/him. WASSUUP!
Titles bestowed by Drummer:
The Unstrikable Warrior, Expert of Dragons and Knowledge, Master of the Blade, Merciless champion, The Rising Power, Risen from the Depths, The Potential of Darkness!
Currently inactive for most of the week.
“Good, we won’t be able to stay here long if my movie knowledge is right, but at least we can have time to figure something out.” He looks to them people “Do any of you know if there are vehicles that fit all of us? Or where several working vehicles are?” He says.
"Vehicles?" The blonde guy scoffs. His brother sighs. "There are no vehicles in trials, kid. You gotta power the generators to open the gates, then make a dash for it. The thing is, We've lost our tools, so we can't repair this one, or any of the others."
Star Wars and Warhammer nerd. Yup. I'm both.
Pronouns he/him. WASSUUP!
Titles bestowed by Drummer:
The Unstrikable Warrior, Expert of Dragons and Knowledge, Master of the Blade, Merciless champion, The Rising Power, Risen from the Depths, The Potential of Darkness!
Currently inactive for most of the week.
“Why yall scoffing at me like you didn’t lose your tools.” He points to the brothers “You two are [gp]s, stop talking. Thanks.” He picks up his friend “Got any beds? Or we could just use a stack of blankets.”