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Roleplaying Word Fun - Worth a merit :)
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Let's have some fun with our imagination.
Post a RP line to carry on the story and let's see where this journey takes the character :)
As with all your posts, you get Rep points for em, so enjoy.Rules:
1. The Post may only be a single sentence.
2. Godmod isn't allowed.
3. Metagaming isn't allowed.
4. There is only one Character and we get to steer them in any way.
5. Any location is allowed.
6. Don't spam your posts, wait for someone to respond first.I'll start:
Fester Putrid, a happy young zombie, lay 6 foot under in the moist soil, pondering undead life, when all of a sudden....
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he felt a pull out of the ground feeling the moist soil seem to move away from his form.
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He stood up.. and took a look around the grounds.. of the Mansion... utterly baffled of his location.
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He shakes off the excess earth and it cascades around him...including something a little bigger than a clod of earth: an ear by the shape of it.
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He felt something crawling up his pant leg, tickling, shaking his legs out fell some worms.
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Putrid frowned a bit, disgusted for a about a millisecond, but then remembered his zombified self and set off on his way to find...brains!
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Reaching up to the side of his face, Mr. Putrid wriggled a flesh-draped tip of finger bone into the bare hollow of his ear canal, a dissatisfied gurgle rising from this throat as he began to pat about the ground for his missing ear.
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He reached to pick his nose and it promptly fell off, leaving him feeling quite dejected and foul.
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Grumbled as his hand sunk into something softer..warmer..squishier..than how the earth should feel..."Shit!"
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Pulling his rotting hand back up, he noted that the land seemed to have dissolved into a pit of quicksand, and he was sinking fast.
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Sinking fast and he cant swim. Somewhere he recalls that one should lay flat if they are in quicksand.
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Fester blinks some grit from his eyes and makes a face, which was much easier now seeing as how most of his face was laying in the dirt at his feet, he puts it on with spit and puss and a lot of hope.
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Lumbering out of the graveyard, Fester spies a Circle K across the street. Giving his best shot at a smile with his mostly missing face he heads across the street because, as everybody knows.....K is for KRANIUM!
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Finally making it to solid land. He stand holding his head in place, he begins to walk, looking again for brains.
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Fester sees movement by the dumpster, surely he could catch someone unawares and eat their brains.
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Fester goes to the Dumpster and an evil black cat hisses at him before darting off, leaving him without a meal
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Tottering into the Circle K he sees a sign over the frosty machine that says "BRAIN FREEZE!" He fills a cup with the frozen treat excitedly taking a long drink of the "frozen brains"..........
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He grumbles realizing he isn't actually eating brains and knocks over the contraption.
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Fester staggers out of the store, leaving the tasty freeze machine and frozen brainage material in a mess on the floor, following a sign, towards the *rain Station (letter missing)
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Fester Putrid wandered into the store heading for the candy section hoping to find..
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Fester observed a note outside the *rain station as he bent down to pick it up hearing a loud crack looking to see what it was as he bent his spine had snapped in half from the bend.
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Fester falls over in a plop, his decomposing face slapping the street causing blood and brain matter to splatter all around the street
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he rolls over disoriented, reaches out to scoop the matter from the street
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Fester looks around at the mess of rotten meat, splintered bones and the excessive goo of bodily juices that seem to spew from every orifice, "Now I know what Goulash feels like.", he gurgles to himself.
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Fester generally manages to get himself together, minus a few random bits left behind on the pavement, and wanders around the *rain Station with that famous zombie walk, tottering steps, arms outstretched, ready to embrace the next live source of brains, when he crosses the tracks, too slowly, it seems, and is hit by a *rain.
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The conductor's voice echo'd in the darkness "Allll aboard* Fester stretched his almost torn limb out to grab his eye that popped out as the *rain hit him.."Th...is j...ust...not m* da*
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Fester is determined to not let his misfortunes get him down, so he gathers as much of his bits as he can, and he totters off, doing the zombie shuffle, his body screaming in hunger, his need to feed... "Brains!"
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dragging his bits and parts down the street, smelling whats left of his nose stumbles into the Ten Bells to gather his evening meal.
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Fester, seeing that all the meat pies in the Ten Bells seem to be gone, staggers his way to Grizzle the butched for a restuffing.
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Upon getting to the Butcher Grizzle looked up and almost pissed his pants seeing Fester.
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From the look on Grizzle's face, Fester imagines himself to be looking quite spiffy for a zombie, he gives a toothy grin and shuffles closer...
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Grizzle stumbles back, tripping upon the intestines of an animal too buchered to identify, his eyes wide. "Jezus Mary and Joseph!" he crosses himself frantically, "Ain't yous a sight for see'n!"
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Fester watches Grizzle trip and his lumbering gait gets a bit faster as he moves towards his potential source of food
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As he moved to his potential source of food, he fell again!
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Grizzle scrambles to his feet after seeing Fester's putrid pustule of a body fall and draws a knife strapped at his waist and begins to trim bits of the creature rotting flesh, "Oye! You'd be makin' fine meat pies....Oh, yes you be!"
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Fester would startle...after a few minutes of having bits cut from him...his Zombie mind slowing, "Aarrrrrr!" he cries out, batting at Grizzle with whatever he has.
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He tries to hit Grizzle with what's left of his foot, the putrid and rotting meat barely sticking to the bone at all
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