#tigerlcrd

After a lengthy run, he was still unconvinced by his options this round until he spotted the tall, broad-shouldered man. This man, occupied by dangers or other things as he may be, was near a single-story paint store. Dune knew what he had to do, and sprinted ahead, leaping into the air. 

He planned to land his feet briefly on the man’s shoulder, receiving the bounce he needed to land above on the paint shop’s roof. If he was interrupted, it was bound to fail somehow.

Dropped!

“excuse me, sir, i’m lost...”

he’s usually not like that. eiji doesn’t like being lost in a place he’s never been before. and if ash would just be here... things would be easier. but here he was, in a strange town, all by himself. “is there a city hall? if yes, do you know where it is?” he wouldn’t trust a stranger, but for this one time, he has to ask one. he just hopes he won’t kill eiji.

“ Y O O O O O O O O - H O O O O O O ~! DARLING, OVER HERE! ”

     IN hindsight, his escape plan seemed flawless. Climb up somewhere high, then wait for the undead to grow bored and trail off; however, that’s where his plan seemed to have crumbled. His ego and pride would say that the ravenous hunger these zombies had was less so for his flesh and more for his presence. Who wouldn’t spend hours clawing madly at a tree when delectable King Knight was sitting daintily on it’s delicate branches? Clearly no one in their right mind would, but it made suppressing his fear easier, really.

     Still, he was astonished to see someone in the distance. Since this whole fiasco occurred, he’d assumed himself doomed unless Star Mystery Man or Waver magically knew where he was during this chaos. But perhaps this stranger might be of some use. He certainly looks like he could hold his own, let alone be capable of taking on a good three or so fiends. Maybe. Gods he hopes that’s is the case.

sop ii was never one to beg for help. she had pride. she’d rather run in and shoot until she ran out of ammo. she’d rather throw grenades and blast away parts of her to kill the enemies. 

so that’s exactly what she did!

she was virtually weaponless, the bb gun useless against those creatures unless she smashed them with the body of the gun. in fact, the cutlery that had been flying towards her (which she managed to catch) proved to be better weapons than that dumb gun. 

sop ii stood in the middle of battle, frustrated with the lack of weaponry, which, therefore, made her not enjoy herself at all. 

“why... won’t... you... die!”

her gun breaks. 

Welcome!

You’ll be staying in TOWNHOUSE 241!

You will be able to send out 5 fire balls a day, but they won’t detonate!

You’ll be given a wooden sword!

Enjoy your stay!