A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
Ray glances at her and waves. “There have been a lot of new arrivals today…” He mutters.
She looks up and gasps.
"Help! I'm being dragged here against my will! They want me to help them, but I won't! I won't! I wo-"
She is tasered and screams loudly
“Hey! Stop that!” Ray yells at the guard dragging her in. “She’s inside now! You don’t need to hurt her.”
The guard grunts and lets go of the woman. She stumbles and stands up, angrily muttering.
"Awful men... I can't believe! Ugh."
She looks at Ray. "Who are you? Do you work here?! Can you get me out?!"
“I don’t work here and I can’t get you out. I’m Ray. Stuck here just like you.”
She looks about to punch him, then she stops herself and sighs
"Never thought my many degrees in biology and life sciences would lead to me having to study... The undead"
“Never thought beating a thug in a street fight would lead to me having to fight the undead. But it did.”
"You have to fight them? Ah, foot soldier... Well, Jay, or Kay, or whatever it was... I'm Dr. Winona Garrison. I specialize in life sciences and biology, as I already said."
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
A zombie is standing in front of her, shambling towards her.
She screams and tries to run, but the guards hold her steady
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
Ray glances at her and waves. “There have been a lot of new arrivals today…” He mutters.
She looks up and gasps.
"Help! I'm being dragged here against my will! They want me to help them, but I won't! I won't! I wo-"
She is tasered and screams loudly
“Hey! Stop that!” Ray yells at the guard dragging her in. “She’s inside now! You don’t need to hurt her.”
The guard grunts and lets go of the woman. She stumbles and stands up, angrily muttering.
"Awful men... I can't believe! Ugh."
She looks at Ray. "Who are you? Do you work here?! Can you get me out?!"
“I don’t work here and I can’t get you out. I’m Ray. Stuck here just like you.”
She looks about to punch him, then she stops herself and sighs
"Never thought my many degrees in biology and life sciences would lead to me having to study... The undead"
“Never thought beating a thug in a street fight would lead to me having to fight the undead. But it did.”
"You have to fight them? Ah, foot soldier... Well, Jay, or Kay, or whatever it was... I'm Dr. Winona Garrison. I specialize in life sciences and biology, as I already said."
“Ray. Nice to meet you, Winona.”
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The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
A zombie is standing in front of her, shambling towards her.
She screams and tries to run, but the guards hold her steady
The zombie shambles closer, about to bite her.
She throws her shoe at the zombie and runs inside
*Isn't she already inside?*
-_/(0_0)\_-
*Yeah, she's already inside.*
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
Ray glances at her and waves. “There have been a lot of new arrivals today…” He mutters.
She looks up and gasps.
"Help! I'm being dragged here against my will! They want me to help them, but I won't! I won't! I wo-"
She is tasered and screams loudly
“Hey! Stop that!” Ray yells at the guard dragging her in. “She’s inside now! You don’t need to hurt her.”
The guard grunts and lets go of the woman. She stumbles and stands up, angrily muttering.
"Awful men... I can't believe! Ugh."
She looks at Ray. "Who are you? Do you work here?! Can you get me out?!"
“I don’t work here and I can’t get you out. I’m Ray. Stuck here just like you.”
She looks about to punch him, then she stops herself and sighs
"Never thought my many degrees in biology and life sciences would lead to me having to study... The undead"
“Never thought beating a thug in a street fight would lead to me having to fight the undead. But it did.”
"You have to fight them? Ah, foot soldier... Well, Jay, or Kay, or whatever it was... I'm Dr. Winona Garrison. I specialize in life sciences and biology, as I already said."
“Ray. Nice to meet you, Winona.”
"Ray. Wasn't that what I said? Nevermind. Now. What do I do now... So do they expect me to sit in a lab somewhere?"
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
Ray glances at her and waves. “There have been a lot of new arrivals today…” He mutters.
She looks up and gasps.
"Help! I'm being dragged here against my will! They want me to help them, but I won't! I won't! I wo-"
She is tasered and screams loudly
“Hey! Stop that!” Ray yells at the guard dragging her in. “She’s inside now! You don’t need to hurt her.”
The guard grunts and lets go of the woman. She stumbles and stands up, angrily muttering.
"Awful men... I can't believe! Ugh."
She looks at Ray. "Who are you? Do you work here?! Can you get me out?!"
“I don’t work here and I can’t get you out. I’m Ray. Stuck here just like you.”
She looks about to punch him, then she stops herself and sighs
"Never thought my many degrees in biology and life sciences would lead to me having to study... The undead"
“Never thought beating a thug in a street fight would lead to me having to fight the undead. But it did.”
"You have to fight them? Ah, foot soldier... Well, Jay, or Kay, or whatever it was... I'm Dr. Winona Garrison. I specialize in life sciences and biology, as I already said."
“Ray. Nice to meet you, Winona.”
"Ray. Wasn't that what I said? Nevermind. Now. What do I do now... So do they expect me to sit in a lab somewhere?"
“Study zombies. Find a cure for both the body and the mind.”
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The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
A zombie is standing in front of her, shambling towards her.
She screams and tries to run, but the guards hold her steady
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
A zombie is standing in front of her, shambling towards her.
She screams and tries to run, but the guards hold her steady
The zombie shambles closer, about to bite her.
She throws her shoe at the zombie and runs inside
*Isn't she already inside?*
-_/(0_0)\_-
*Yeah, she's already inside.*
*Oh. Well okay*
She pants and tries to hide behind a guard.
The zombie pushes past the guard and grabs onto her. Strangely, the guards aren't concerned.
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
A zombie is standing in front of her, shambling towards her.
She screams and tries to run, but the guards hold her steady
The zombie shambles closer, about to bite her.
She throws her shoe at the zombie and runs inside
*Isn't she already inside?*
-_/(0_0)\_-
*Yeah, she's already inside.*
*Oh. Well okay*
She pants and tries to hide behind a guard.
The zombie pushes past the guard and grabs onto her. Strangely, the guards aren't concerned.
"WON'T ONE OF YOU IDIOTS HELP ME?! YOU IDIOTS! HELP MEEEEE!!"
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
Ray glances at her and waves. “There have been a lot of new arrivals today…” He mutters.
She looks up and gasps.
"Help! I'm being dragged here against my will! They want me to help them, but I won't! I won't! I wo-"
She is tasered and screams loudly
“Hey! Stop that!” Ray yells at the guard dragging her in. “She’s inside now! You don’t need to hurt her.”
The guard grunts and lets go of the woman. She stumbles and stands up, angrily muttering.
"Awful men... I can't believe! Ugh."
She looks at Ray. "Who are you? Do you work here?! Can you get me out?!"
“I don’t work here and I can’t get you out. I’m Ray. Stuck here just like you.”
She looks about to punch him, then she stops herself and sighs
"Never thought my many degrees in biology and life sciences would lead to me having to study... The undead"
“Never thought beating a thug in a street fight would lead to me having to fight the undead. But it did.”
"You have to fight them? Ah, foot soldier... Well, Jay, or Kay, or whatever it was... I'm Dr. Winona Garrison. I specialize in life sciences and biology, as I already said."
“Ray. Nice to meet you, Winona.”
"Ray. Wasn't that what I said? Nevermind. Now. What do I do now... So do they expect me to sit in a lab somewhere?"
“Study zombies. Find a cure for both the body and the mind.”
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
A zombie is standing in front of her, shambling towards her.
She screams and tries to run, but the guards hold her steady
The zombie shambles closer, about to bite her.
She throws her shoe at the zombie and runs inside
*Isn't she already inside?*
-_/(0_0)\_-
*Yeah, she's already inside.*
*Oh. Well okay*
She pants and tries to hide behind a guard.
The zombie pushes past the guard and grabs onto her. Strangely, the guards aren't concerned.
"WON'T ONE OF YOU IDIOTS HELP ME?! YOU IDIOTS! HELP MEEEEE!!"
The zombie is about to bite her, when they stop, patting her on the back.
"Nah, I'm just messin' with ya! I'm not harmful. If I was, they wouldn't let me in!"
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
Ray glances at her and waves. “There have been a lot of new arrivals today…” He mutters.
She looks up and gasps.
"Help! I'm being dragged here against my will! They want me to help them, but I won't! I won't! I wo-"
She is tasered and screams loudly
“Hey! Stop that!” Ray yells at the guard dragging her in. “She’s inside now! You don’t need to hurt her.”
The guard grunts and lets go of the woman. She stumbles and stands up, angrily muttering.
"Awful men... I can't believe! Ugh."
She looks at Ray. "Who are you? Do you work here?! Can you get me out?!"
“I don’t work here and I can’t get you out. I’m Ray. Stuck here just like you.”
She looks about to punch him, then she stops herself and sighs
"Never thought my many degrees in biology and life sciences would lead to me having to study... The undead"
“Never thought beating a thug in a street fight would lead to me having to fight the undead. But it did.”
"You have to fight them? Ah, foot soldier... Well, Jay, or Kay, or whatever it was... I'm Dr. Winona Garrison. I specialize in life sciences and biology, as I already said."
“Ray. Nice to meet you, Winona.”
"Ray. Wasn't that what I said? Nevermind. Now. What do I do now... So do they expect me to sit in a lab somewhere?"
“Study zombies. Find a cure for both the body and the mind.”
"Study them... Like up close?"
“Hey, I’m a soldier, not a scientist. But I think it’s from the distance. They don’t want their precious scientists getting infected. Us soldiers are much more expendable.”
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The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
A zombie is standing in front of her, shambling towards her.
She screams and tries to run, but the guards hold her steady
The zombie shambles closer, about to bite her.
She throws her shoe at the zombie and runs inside
*Isn't she already inside?*
-_/(0_0)\_-
*Yeah, she's already inside.*
*Oh. Well okay*
She pants and tries to hide behind a guard.
The zombie pushes past the guard and grabs onto her. Strangely, the guards aren't concerned.
"WON'T ONE OF YOU IDIOTS HELP ME?! YOU IDIOTS! HELP MEEEEE!!"
The zombie is about to bite her, when they stop, patting her on the back.
"Nah, I'm just messin' with ya! I'm not harmful. If I was, they wouldn't let me in!"
"WHAT THE (GP)!? WHAT KIND OF SICK TWISTED JOKE?! WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE A ZOMBIE?!
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
A zombie is standing in front of her, shambling towards her.
She screams and tries to run, but the guards hold her steady
The zombie shambles closer, about to bite her.
She throws her shoe at the zombie and runs inside
*Isn't she already inside?*
-_/(0_0)\_-
*Yeah, she's already inside.*
*Oh. Well okay*
She pants and tries to hide behind a guard.
The zombie pushes past the guard and grabs onto her. Strangely, the guards aren't concerned.
"WON'T ONE OF YOU IDIOTS HELP ME?! YOU IDIOTS! HELP MEEEEE!!"
The zombie is about to bite her, when they stop, patting her on the back.
"Nah, I'm just messin' with ya! I'm not harmful. If I was, they wouldn't let me in!"
"WHAT THE (GP)!? WHAT KIND OF SICK TWISTED JOKE?! WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE A ZOMBIE?!
WHAT IS GOING ON?!"
"Because I am a zombie. Those scientists just have me some meds, so all I have to do is choke down some pills and my brain stays human!"
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
Ray glances at her and waves. “There have been a lot of new arrivals today…” He mutters.
She looks up and gasps.
"Help! I'm being dragged here against my will! They want me to help them, but I won't! I won't! I wo-"
She is tasered and screams loudly
“Hey! Stop that!” Ray yells at the guard dragging her in. “She’s inside now! You don’t need to hurt her.”
The guard grunts and lets go of the woman. She stumbles and stands up, angrily muttering.
"Awful men... I can't believe! Ugh."
She looks at Ray. "Who are you? Do you work here?! Can you get me out?!"
“I don’t work here and I can’t get you out. I’m Ray. Stuck here just like you.”
She looks about to punch him, then she stops herself and sighs
"Never thought my many degrees in biology and life sciences would lead to me having to study... The undead"
“Never thought beating a thug in a street fight would lead to me having to fight the undead. But it did.”
"You have to fight them? Ah, foot soldier... Well, Jay, or Kay, or whatever it was... I'm Dr. Winona Garrison. I specialize in life sciences and biology, as I already said."
“Ray. Nice to meet you, Winona.”
"Ray. Wasn't that what I said? Nevermind. Now. What do I do now... So do they expect me to sit in a lab somewhere?"
“Study zombies. Find a cure for both the body and the mind.”
"Study them... Like up close?"
“Hey, I’m a soldier, not a scientist. But I think it’s from the distance. They don’t want their precious scientists getting infected. Us soldiers are much more expendable.”
"Hm. Well. I see. Well... I wish you luck. I find you particularlly... Nice."
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
Ray glances at her and waves. “There have been a lot of new arrivals today…” He mutters.
She looks up and gasps.
"Help! I'm being dragged here against my will! They want me to help them, but I won't! I won't! I wo-"
She is tasered and screams loudly
“Hey! Stop that!” Ray yells at the guard dragging her in. “She’s inside now! You don’t need to hurt her.”
The guard grunts and lets go of the woman. She stumbles and stands up, angrily muttering.
"Awful men... I can't believe! Ugh."
She looks at Ray. "Who are you? Do you work here?! Can you get me out?!"
“I don’t work here and I can’t get you out. I’m Ray. Stuck here just like you.”
She looks about to punch him, then she stops herself and sighs
"Never thought my many degrees in biology and life sciences would lead to me having to study... The undead"
“Never thought beating a thug in a street fight would lead to me having to fight the undead. But it did.”
"You have to fight them? Ah, foot soldier... Well, Jay, or Kay, or whatever it was... I'm Dr. Winona Garrison. I specialize in life sciences and biology, as I already said."
“Ray. Nice to meet you, Winona.”
"Ray. Wasn't that what I said? Nevermind. Now. What do I do now... So do they expect me to sit in a lab somewhere?"
“Study zombies. Find a cure for both the body and the mind.”
"Study them... Like up close?"
“Hey, I’m a soldier, not a scientist. But I think it’s from the distance. They don’t want their precious scientists getting infected. Us soldiers are much more expendable.”
"Hm. Well. I see. Well... I wish you luck. I find you particularlly... Nice."
She pats Ray in the back and walks off.
“Have fun being stuck here!”
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The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
A zombie is standing in front of her, shambling towards her.
She screams and tries to run, but the guards hold her steady
The zombie shambles closer, about to bite her.
She throws her shoe at the zombie and runs inside
*Isn't she already inside?*
-_/(0_0)\_-
*Yeah, she's already inside.*
*Oh. Well okay*
She pants and tries to hide behind a guard.
The zombie pushes past the guard and grabs onto her. Strangely, the guards aren't concerned.
"WON'T ONE OF YOU IDIOTS HELP ME?! YOU IDIOTS! HELP MEEEEE!!"
The zombie is about to bite her, when they stop, patting her on the back.
"Nah, I'm just messin' with ya! I'm not harmful. If I was, they wouldn't let me in!"
"WHAT THE (GP)!? WHAT KIND OF SICK TWISTED JOKE?! WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE A ZOMBIE?!
WHAT IS GOING ON?!"
"Because I am a zombie. Those scientists just have me some meds, so all I have to do is choke down some pills and my brain stays human!"
"That is... Fascinating. You should tell me more... My name is Dr. Winona Garrison. I specialize in life sciences and biology. You?"
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
A zombie is standing in front of her, shambling towards her.
She screams and tries to run, but the guards hold her steady
The zombie shambles closer, about to bite her.
She throws her shoe at the zombie and runs inside
*Isn't she already inside?*
-_/(0_0)\_-
*Yeah, she's already inside.*
*Oh. Well okay*
She pants and tries to hide behind a guard.
The zombie pushes past the guard and grabs onto her. Strangely, the guards aren't concerned.
"WON'T ONE OF YOU IDIOTS HELP ME?! YOU IDIOTS! HELP MEEEEE!!"
The zombie is about to bite her, when they stop, patting her on the back.
"Nah, I'm just messin' with ya! I'm not harmful. If I was, they wouldn't let me in!"
"WHAT THE (GP)!? WHAT KIND OF SICK TWISTED JOKE?! WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE A ZOMBIE?!
WHAT IS GOING ON?!"
"Because I am a zombie. Those scientists just have me some meds, so all I have to do is choke down some pills and my brain stays human!"
"That is... Fascinating. You should tell me more... My name is Dr. Winona Garrison. I specialize in life sciences and biology. You?"
"I'm Subject 342!"
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
Ray glances at her and waves. “There have been a lot of new arrivals today…” He mutters.
She looks up and gasps.
"Help! I'm being dragged here against my will! They want me to help them, but I won't! I won't! I wo-"
She is tasered and screams loudly
“Hey! Stop that!” Ray yells at the guard dragging her in. “She’s inside now! You don’t need to hurt her.”
The guard grunts and lets go of the woman. She stumbles and stands up, angrily muttering.
"Awful men... I can't believe! Ugh."
She looks at Ray. "Who are you? Do you work here?! Can you get me out?!"
“I don’t work here and I can’t get you out. I’m Ray. Stuck here just like you.”
She looks about to punch him, then she stops herself and sighs
"Never thought my many degrees in biology and life sciences would lead to me having to study... The undead"
“Never thought beating a thug in a street fight would lead to me having to fight the undead. But it did.”
"You have to fight them? Ah, foot soldier... Well, Jay, or Kay, or whatever it was... I'm Dr. Winona Garrison. I specialize in life sciences and biology, as I already said."
“Ray. Nice to meet you, Winona.”
"Ray. Wasn't that what I said? Nevermind. Now. What do I do now... So do they expect me to sit in a lab somewhere?"
“Study zombies. Find a cure for both the body and the mind.”
"Study them... Like up close?"
“Hey, I’m a soldier, not a scientist. But I think it’s from the distance. They don’t want their precious scientists getting infected. Us soldiers are much more expendable.”
"Hm. Well. I see. Well... I wish you luck. I find you particularlly... Nice."
She pats Ray in the back and walks off.
“Have fun being stuck here!”
"Oh, Ray... It will be okay as long as I stay important. Unlike you... I'm not... Expendable."
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
A zombie is standing in front of her, shambling towards her.
She screams and tries to run, but the guards hold her steady
The zombie shambles closer, about to bite her.
She throws her shoe at the zombie and runs inside
*Isn't she already inside?*
-_/(0_0)\_-
*Yeah, she's already inside.*
*Oh. Well okay*
She pants and tries to hide behind a guard.
The zombie pushes past the guard and grabs onto her. Strangely, the guards aren't concerned.
"WON'T ONE OF YOU IDIOTS HELP ME?! YOU IDIOTS! HELP MEEEEE!!"
The zombie is about to bite her, when they stop, patting her on the back.
"Nah, I'm just messin' with ya! I'm not harmful. If I was, they wouldn't let me in!"
"WHAT THE (GP)!? WHAT KIND OF SICK TWISTED JOKE?! WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE A ZOMBIE?!
WHAT IS GOING ON?!"
"Because I am a zombie. Those scientists just have me some meds, so all I have to do is choke down some pills and my brain stays human!"
"That is... Fascinating. You should tell me more... My name is Dr. Winona Garrison. I specialize in life sciences and biology. You?"
"I'm Subject 342!"
"Fascinating. Am I to study you?"
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"You have to fight them? Ah, foot soldier... Well, Jay, or Kay, or whatever it was... I'm Dr. Winona Garrison. I specialize in life sciences and biology, as I already said."
-_/(0_0)\_-
“Ray. Nice to meet you, Winona.”
The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
PRAISE JEFF!
(That was a link. Click. Now.)
*Yeah, she's already inside.*
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
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"Ray. Wasn't that what I said? Nevermind. Now. What do I do now... So do they expect me to sit in a lab somewhere?"
“Study zombies. Find a cure for both the body and the mind.”
The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
PRAISE JEFF!
(That was a link. Click. Now.)
*Oh. Well okay*
She pants and tries to hide behind a guard.
The zombie pushes past the guard and grabs onto her. Strangely, the guards aren't concerned.
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
Camp Half-Blood Archives
"WON'T ONE OF YOU IDIOTS HELP ME?! YOU IDIOTS! HELP MEEEEE!!"
"Study them... Like up close?"
The zombie is about to bite her, when they stop, patting her on the back.
"Nah, I'm just messin' with ya! I'm not harmful. If I was, they wouldn't let me in!"
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
Camp Half-Blood Archives
“Hey, I’m a soldier, not a scientist. But I think it’s from the distance. They don’t want their precious scientists getting infected. Us soldiers are much more expendable.”
The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
PRAISE JEFF!
(That was a link. Click. Now.)
"WHAT THE (GP)!? WHAT KIND OF SICK TWISTED JOKE?! WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE A ZOMBIE?!
WHAT IS GOING ON?!"
"Because I am a zombie. Those scientists just have me some meds, so all I have to do is choke down some pills and my brain stays human!"
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
Camp Half-Blood Archives
"Hm. Well. I see. Well... I wish you luck. I find you particularlly... Nice."
She pats Ray in the back and walks off.
“Have fun being stuck here!”
The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
PRAISE JEFF!
(That was a link. Click. Now.)
"That is... Fascinating. You should tell me more... My name is Dr. Winona Garrison. I specialize in life sciences and biology. You?"
"I'm Subject 342!"
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
Camp Half-Blood Archives
"Oh, Ray... It will be okay as long as I stay important. Unlike you... I'm not... Expendable."
She chuckles.
"Fascinating. Am I to study you?"