[ She's developing her brain... so she doesn't just jump off the edge to fly down, even though I think it would be funny. ]
You're not gonna stop Jonker from doing what he wants, man. He evades the IRS, he'd evade this gig if he could.
[ Wouldn't we all. Anyway yeah what even IS this building anyway. How many floors' worth of stairwell are we about to stare at? Are there people in it and are any of them zombies. ]
[ Dion is suddenly compelled as he looks down at the street below. Isn't he... used to jumping long distances? Isn't that, in fact, a skill built into the very station that he possesses...?
... ]
There is no guarantee there won't be additional threats inside the building. We ought to avoid separating.
[ And while he very much wants to go splat onto the road, for the sake of teamwork he'll also follow after Jorker into the stairwell. But he's also going to make himself a lance as he does so. ]
[They can find mostly sedans. Maybe a beat up minivan that belongs to a single mom who works two jobs, who loves her kids, who never stops, who also has a license plate that reads EAT 8008.
As for the building? Well, they were on the rooftop of a six story high condemned apartment building. Nothing here is up to code. They can take the crumbling stairs, which currently lack any rails and do not feel steady at all. They can hear the sound of someone(?) shuffling and moaning way further down than where they currently are.
By the way, a swarm of rats suddenly pops out of the walls to skitter all over their feet. Mind your step.]
[ he is so bossy everyone just followed him down the stairs im so sorry
well those are just rats those aren’t scary at all he only shouts a slightly charmingly accented curse like. a little bit. and turns to tell the others to ssh! like its their fault? asshole.
he is pulling out his joybuzzer and setting that thing to max voltage though because absolutely not with these zombies - going to crouch and move slowly. after the screaming. this is probably a useless effort. ]
[ the plot twist of this cyoa is actually that they're going to fight the Internal Revenue Service. while dion has an existential dragoon crisis in his dragon costume and before jerber screams and does a stealth roll, ]
Maybe some of us should provide distraction while the others procure a vehicle.
[ team distraction and extraction is a plan that is famously successful all of the time ]
[ Rodion just lets out a vague 'Ehe?' sound when she's shushed. We been together for six months, we're practically besties dude. If a rat scared you a little bit you can just say so, she won't judge . . .
In a quieter voice on the off-chance that it ISN'T a zombie though and is in fact, a L4D Witch. ]
If they're zombies, is sneaking around gonna matter much? Also like. Due to your whole size and muscle mass thing.
[ We are not gonna be sneaking around while this giant is in our party. ]
Use your height to look at stuff! What's making that noise?
[It's more of a square stairwell; decrepit and some of the steps are missing entire chunks. It's a miracle the entire thing hasn't crumbled to dust between their combined weights. Boops is probably bent over to fit in here. They could theoretically jump down to the bottom if need be.
Also, I should mention — it's currently nighttime. There is not a lot of light inside the building right now. What little illumination they have comes from the open door above them that leads to the rooftop again, and then the occasional open apartment door here and there, where just a little bit of light from the streetlamps is seeping in. They are on the landing to the fifth floor right now, and it gets darker and darker the closer they get to the bottom floor.
Dion may dangle a clay eyeball (cleyeball?) down the stairs. It's hard to get any concrete details, but there's a lone figure shuffling around on the bottom floor. Something about this figure feels, hm, oddly familiar? The more Dion eyeballs it, the more familiar it seems.]
Hah—exactly right! [ HE IS AN ACTIVE DETRIMENT TO SNEAKING ] That's why I'll draw their attention.
[ he'll let the other two decide where they want to go before dropping down after jorger. the landing itself is probably abrupt and loud enough to draw some attention from whatever is waiting for them down here. ]
There's at least one down there. If we dispose of it, we should likely be clear until we leave the building.
[ Dion is going to wind around Sidon like a cold, cloopy hug and basically hitch a ride as he jumps down the stairs, returning back to human after their dubious landing. He now has both his head and his arm coming out of the neck hole of the cosplay. It's difficult keeping it on right when you keep changing your shape...
Anyway, once they land, he's just going to extend his lance and try to sweep it toward the figure and knock them down. It is definitely a zombie right? ]
[Okay, but hear me out: The dragon costume is meta adaptive and changes shapes with him. You're trapped as Puff the Dragon forever...? Sorry, Goops Goops the Dragon.
Down the gang goes, accompanied by Kitewoman who is definitely here and their two government assigned water bottles. Whatever is down here does not seem to be particularly smart, no. Or even aware. It does little more than to groan and slowly begin to shuffle in their direction after Sidon hits the ground. In the cover of darkness, they can only vaguely make out its form, but it definitely seems... humanoid. Not necessarily a living human, though.
The figure is slow enough that Lucien can dash past it to make his way to the lobby. Deadshot and Captain Boomerang (and probably Kitewoman, unless Lowe says otherwise) will accompany him, since the zombie hoard is Out There and not In Here.
The exit is mostly boarded up from the outside, but there are a few pieces of wood that have been stripped away already, along with a jagged hole in one of the front windows. Theoretically, Lucien could squeeze through there, but he runs the risk of slipping and impaling himself if he tries to go through without clearing the way a little more. Through the hole, he can see several zombies shuffling around outside.
Back at the bottom of the stairwell, Dion extends his lance and knocks the figure off their feet. It is a zombie, yes. One with a face that Dion will recognize, partially rotten and bloated from death, and a hole punched through his chest. Almost as if he had been impaled by something long, hard, and lance shaped in front of a live audience a little over six months ago. Black sludge drips from his mouth, dribbling down his chin and neck.]
[ surely captain boomerang or deadshot can take some glass to the hands to clear the way but SOMEONE has to lead around here. he’ll take the loose excess of his coat and wrap his hand to try and pry some more wood and glass loose as quietly as he can - trying to both take a look back to see if boops n’ gloops are handling their parts and what outside looks like. ]
[ Not sweet, Terence... Dion had hoped that he wouldn't have to face him again before he died, even though he was resolute in his resolve.
Except— no, obviously. He would never see Terence again because he'd killed him, and while he doesn't want to think about him rotting in his grave while Dion walked free (sort of), neither does he want to see him rotting above ground.
He just. Pulls the lance back and forms the biggest hammer that he can muster to bludgeon Terence's head. ]
... Terence died months ago. How could he have been infected, unless someone dug up his grave?
one figure isn't bad, actually. the only trick is doing so efficiently enough that it doesn't draw too much attention and they can get to helping the others.
it is grizzly, though. ]
It could be that someone drew up these disrupted dead from the ground.
[ it's sobering, but also they're already dead. ]
Let us lay them back to rest! [ AKA he will also try to run sweet terence through if somehow dion rolls a 3. ]
[Well, you were told that the dead were rising from their graves. Which explains why Dion is currently trying to bury the gays again, damn.
Unfortunately, Sidon rolls a 3 so he is of no help here. If anything, he might have just impaled Dion with his trident — but Dion is made out of clay so that is probably fine. Dion has more success with a roll of 10 against Terence's roll of 9. His face is now concave, and he is sluggishly struggling to get back up, clawing at Dion's legs and groaning pitifully. Another whack ought to do it, as long as you don't roll a 1.
Meanwhile with the Jonker and co., Lucien manages to pry some of the boards without catching the attention of the zombies. Unfortunately, Dice Maiden has decided that I am only allowed to roll well when I'm rolling against you, so Deadshot and Captain Boomerang aren't so lucky. A cockroach flies out of fucking nowhere and lands on Deadshot's face, and causing him to back up in surprise and bump into Captain Boomerang's fucked up shoulder. Captain Boomerang, who was in the middle of carefully prying more of the glass out, promptly proceeds to stab himself in the hand with a startled gasp.
The zombies don't seem to notice, but...
Through the hole, Lucien catches a glimpse of a red and blue blur in the sky. Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No. It's Superman, closing in on your location after having spotted the helicopter crash. ETA? The next time I roll above a 15. Might want to speed things up.]
[ The fact that Terence doesn't immediately die is extremely heartbreaking in ways that I can't get into because I'm losing my mind over rolling a 3.
Dion, unaware that his existence is a comedy, looks obviously stricken, taking a step back when Terence grabs at his legs. His hammer once again transforms into a lance, as he swings it down in an arc to sever the zombie's disfigured head from its body.
Unfortunately, Sidon probably stabs him right in his moment so he doesn't stick the landing 100%, but IT GETS THE JOB DONE. Presumably.
Staring straight ahead, he's going to run over to where Jerber & co. are, ] We need to hurry.
[ good for dion, sticking the landing even when i also rolled a 3 and sidon stabbed him. it's a good thing his bestie is made of clay. he seemed to know this zombie though—terence? a friend?
sidon probably should've slain him as a mercy if that's the case, but he can have time to contemplate that later. right now, they need to get going—that helicopter crash was a while ago now, so he gives dion's shoulder a brief clap with his hand and moves along. ]
Yes, let's regroup.
[ he'll go over to jopper and see how far he's gotten with the boards. at this pace though, he may just have to kool-aid man through this barricade next tag round. ]
[ the plonker who does not know the sordid history between dion and this zombie is just sort of annoyed this taking so long - trying to shovel glass and wood faster. ]
Hurry up already or Laser-Eyes is going to swoop in and ruin this entire feckin’ gig.
[ he is going to try and wriggle out of the window at this point - and hopefully make a dash for the minivan from earlier. if he moves fast enough the zombies won’t be an issue. ]
[ okay well one hole is not working very well as an exit route, and their water bottles are struggling, so seeing as how jerker is now out on the street, alone, he will. use one of venom auto-injectors. all he has to do is get the zombie's attention and keep them off their backs. probably fine enough time for some bloodthirst.
though once the syringe pulls downward, his strength seems to overwhelm whatever train of thought he was having—time to get out of here and at those zombies?
he breaks through the barricade with a roar, running past lucien to absolutely maul whatever is in the general direction of their precious minivan. ]
Terence is dead. The gays have been buried again. Lucien can make a dash for the minivan, and with Sidon hulking out, any attention the Bonker might have attracted with his failed stealth roll is instead diverted to this very buff fish Kool-Aid Manning his way out of this crumbling building. Dion can follow after Lucien without any issues as well, if he would like to lend a hand.
Now, here are the bad news:
Remember when I said the building was not up to code, and it was a miracle the stairs didn't crumble apart when the group used them? Well. As it turns out, Sidon smashing a hole through the exit does not help this building keep its shit together and in fact happens to do quite the opposite. Cracks begin to spread through the walls of the apartment building as the whole thing starts to come down on them. The gay is now literally buried... (again)
Deadshot and Captain Boomerang will make it out alive, but just barely in the latter's case. He gets hit with debris, knocking him down, and has to be pulled out and carried to the minivan by Deadshot. The minivan, by the way, is locked! They will need to get it open and then hotwire it before they can book it out of here, because the keys sure ain't in sight. Sidon will need to keep fighting the zombies while this happens, all while avoiding their projectile vomiting.
Further bad news: Superman was actually heading in the direction of the huge fire caused by the helicopter explosion. He is still there, but the apartment building crumbling apart is bound to catch his attention.]
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[the building is falling apart right? he’s straight up picking up a brick and yeeting it through the window, sliding into the driver’s seat to try and hotwire this thing (rolled a 16)
frantically pushing the button that like powers the sliding doors on the side so the others can pile in. you know the ones that open very slowly. comically slow. ]
Anyway, there's no time to be a sad gay when the building is literally coming down, so instead Dion settles for being a fast gay.
It's pretty chaotic outside, and Dion doesn't actually throw himself into the minivan. Instead, he clambers on top of it, piercing the roof with an anchor to keep himself from flying off when Lucien eventually gets it started, and making a lance with his other arm so that he can stab at the any zombies that amble close so hopefully Lucien can just hotwire the car in peace. ]
Sidon, don't wander too far!
[ They're not going to leave you behind!! Can Sidon even hear him while he's all roided out. ]
[ wow, there's a lot happening. that was a load-bearing door on that building and now it's coming down. why does quynn only roll like shit for captain boomerang specifically.
not that sidon is very occupied with that right now, because while their npcs and rodya with a giant kite load up to the slowest possible car doors opening with a cute little beep beep beep, it's on sight for every zombie here. he doesn't even bother with the spear, just mauling any shamblers that come even remotely close by ripping off limbs and tearing through things. he has kinda-claws and teeth and he's huge, huger than usual, so it's probably like a dog attacking some chew toys.
sidon is not typically an angry person but beating things up is fun for him so that's nice.
anyway once they're all loaded up for school, he's going to jump over and land on the car when dion calls for him and dig his nails into the top of the van with a shriek of metal to hang on. they may have to share real estate. dion can be a clay parka. ]
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he shoots boomerang man a grin and thumbs up back before lucien leaves. ]
Jorker, don't go on your own—
[ he'll follow after him, though uh, are there any zombies at the bottom ]
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You're not gonna stop Jonker from doing what he wants, man. He evades the IRS, he'd evade this gig if he could.
[ Wouldn't we all. Anyway yeah what even IS this building anyway. How many floors' worth of stairwell are we about to stare at? Are there people in it and are any of them zombies. ]
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There is no guarantee there won't be additional threats inside the building. We ought to avoid separating.
[ And while he very much wants to go splat onto the road, for the sake of teamwork he'll also follow after Jorker into the stairwell. But he's also going to make himself a lance as he does so. ]
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As for the building? Well, they were on the rooftop of a six story high condemned apartment building. Nothing here is up to code. They can take the crumbling stairs, which currently lack any rails and do not feel steady at all. They can hear the sound of someone(?) shuffling and moaning way further down than where they currently are.
By the way, a swarm of rats suddenly pops out of the walls to skitter all over their feet. Mind your step.]
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well those are just rats those aren’t scary at all he only shouts a slightly charmingly accented curse like. a little bit. and turns to tell the others to ssh! like its their fault? asshole.
he is pulling out his joybuzzer and setting that thing to max voltage though because absolutely not with these zombies - going to crouch and move slowly. after the screaming. this is probably a useless effort. ]
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Maybe some of us should provide distraction while the others procure a vehicle.
[ team distraction and extraction is a plan that is famously successful all of the time ]
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In a quieter voice on the off-chance that it ISN'T a zombie though and is in fact, a L4D Witch. ]
If they're zombies, is sneaking around gonna matter much? Also like. Due to your whole size and muscle mass thing.
[ We are not gonna be sneaking around while this giant is in our party. ]
Use your height to look at stuff! What's making that noise?
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[ Meanwhile, he's just... gonna push an eyeball out of his face and stretch out ahead of them to try and see if he can see what awaits them ahead.
Is the staircase a spiral one so that they could theoretically just jump down to the bottom if need be? ]
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Also, I should mention — it's currently nighttime. There is not a lot of light inside the building right now. What little illumination they have comes from the open door above them that leads to the rooftop again, and then the occasional open apartment door here and there, where just a little bit of light from the streetlamps is seeping in. They are on the landing to the fifth floor right now, and it gets darker and darker the closer they get to the bottom floor.
Dion may dangle a clay eyeball (cleyeball?) down the stairs. It's hard to get any concrete details, but there's a lone figure shuffling around on the bottom floor. Something about this figure feels, hm, oddly familiar? The more Dion eyeballs it, the more familiar it seems.]
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annoying dnd player voice: i have darkvision … ? but he’ll listen to this reasonable idea I guess. ]
I’m going out then, you two big ones distract it.
[ he’ll wait until one of them moves in and then make a dash for it - out the door and hopefully towards a sedan? its going to be tight in there. ]
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Hah—exactly right! [ HE IS AN ACTIVE DETRIMENT TO SNEAKING ] That's why I'll draw their attention.
[ he'll let the other two decide where they want to go before dropping down after jorger. the landing itself is probably abrupt and loud enough to draw some attention from whatever is waiting for them down here. ]
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[ Dion is going to wind around Sidon like a cold, cloopy hug and basically hitch a ride as he jumps down the stairs, returning back to human after their dubious landing. He now has both his head and his arm coming out of the neck hole of the cosplay. It's difficult keeping it on right when you keep changing your shape...
Anyway, once they land, he's just going to extend his lance and try to sweep it toward the figure and knock them down. It is definitely a zombie right? ]
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Down the gang goes, accompanied by Kitewoman who is definitely here and their two government assigned water bottles. Whatever is down here does not seem to be particularly smart, no. Or even aware. It does little more than to groan and slowly begin to shuffle in their direction after Sidon hits the ground. In the cover of darkness, they can only vaguely make out its form, but it definitely seems... humanoid. Not necessarily a living human, though.
The figure is slow enough that Lucien can dash past it to make his way to the lobby. Deadshot and Captain Boomerang (and probably Kitewoman, unless Lowe says otherwise) will accompany him, since the zombie hoard is Out There and not In Here.
The exit is mostly boarded up from the outside, but there are a few pieces of wood that have been stripped away already, along with a jagged hole in one of the front windows. Theoretically, Lucien could squeeze through there, but he runs the risk of slipping and impaling himself if he tries to go through without clearing the way a little more. Through the hole, he can see several zombies shuffling around outside.
Back at the bottom of the stairwell, Dion extends his lance and knocks the figure off their feet. It is a zombie, yes. One with a face that Dion will recognize, partially rotten and bloated from death, and a hole punched through his chest. Almost as if he had been impaled by something long, hard, and lance shaped in front of a live audience a little over six months ago. Black sludge drips from his mouth, dribbling down his chin and neck.]
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Except— no, obviously. He would never see Terence again because he'd killed him, and while he doesn't want to think about him rotting in his grave while Dion walked free (sort of), neither does he want to see him rotting above ground.
He just. Pulls the lance back and forms the biggest hammer that he can muster to bludgeon Terence's head. ]
... Terence died months ago. How could he have been infected, unless someone dug up his grave?
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one figure isn't bad, actually. the only trick is doing so efficiently enough that it doesn't draw too much attention and they can get to helping the others.
it is grizzly, though. ]
It could be that someone drew up these disrupted dead from the ground.
[ it's sobering, but also they're already dead. ]
Let us lay them back to rest! [ AKA he will also try to run sweet terence through if somehow dion rolls a 3. ]
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Unfortunately, Sidon rolls a 3 so he is of no help here. If anything, he might have just impaled Dion with his trident — but Dion is made out of clay so that is probably fine. Dion has more success with a roll of 10 against Terence's roll of 9. His face is now concave, and he is sluggishly struggling to get back up, clawing at Dion's legs and groaning pitifully. Another whack ought to do it, as long as you don't roll a 1.
Meanwhile with the Jonker and co., Lucien manages to pry some of the boards without catching the attention of the zombies. Unfortunately, Dice Maiden has decided that I am only allowed to roll well when I'm rolling against you, so Deadshot and Captain Boomerang aren't so lucky. A cockroach flies out of fucking nowhere and lands on Deadshot's face, and causing him to back up in surprise and bump into Captain Boomerang's fucked up shoulder. Captain Boomerang, who was in the middle of carefully prying more of the glass out, promptly proceeds to stab himself in the hand with a startled gasp.
The zombies don't seem to notice, but...
Through the hole, Lucien catches a glimpse of a red and blue blur in the sky. Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No. It's Superman, closing in on your location after having spotted the helicopter crash. ETA? The next time I roll above a 15. Might want to speed things up.]
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Dion, unaware that his existence is a comedy, looks obviously stricken, taking a step back when Terence grabs at his legs. His hammer once again transforms into a lance, as he swings it down in an arc to sever the zombie's disfigured head from its body.
Unfortunately, Sidon probably stabs him right in his moment so he doesn't stick the landing 100%, but IT GETS THE JOB DONE. Presumably.
Staring straight ahead, he's going to run over to where Jerber & co. are, ] We need to hurry.
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sidon probably should've slain him as a mercy if that's the case, but he can have time to contemplate that later. right now, they need to get going—that helicopter crash was a while ago now, so he gives dion's shoulder a brief clap with his hand and moves along. ]
Yes, let's regroup.
[ he'll go over to jopper and see how far he's gotten with the boards. at this pace though, he may just have to kool-aid man through this barricade next tag round. ]
Do you see an exit route?
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Hurry up already or Laser-Eyes is going to swoop in and ruin this entire feckin’ gig.
[ he is going to try and wriggle out of the window at this point - and hopefully make a dash for the minivan from earlier. if he moves fast enough the zombies won’t be an issue. ]
Cover me!
[ YOU COULD SAY PLEASE ]
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though once the syringe pulls downward, his strength seems to overwhelm whatever train of thought he was having—time to get out of here and at those zombies?
he breaks through the barricade with a roar, running past lucien to absolutely maul whatever is in the general direction of their precious minivan. ]
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Terence is dead. The gays have been buried again. Lucien can make a dash for the minivan, and with Sidon hulking out, any attention the Bonker might have attracted with his failed stealth roll is instead diverted to this very buff fish Kool-Aid Manning his way out of this crumbling building. Dion can follow after Lucien without any issues as well, if he would like to lend a hand.
Now, here are the bad news:
Remember when I said the building was not up to code, and it was a miracle the stairs didn't crumble apart when the group used them? Well. As it turns out, Sidon smashing a hole through the exit does not help this building keep its shit together and in fact happens to do quite the opposite. Cracks begin to spread through the walls of the apartment building as the whole thing starts to come down on them. The gay is now literally buried... (again)
Deadshot and Captain Boomerang will make it out alive, but just barely in the latter's case. He gets hit with debris, knocking him down, and has to be pulled out and carried to the minivan by Deadshot. The minivan, by the way, is locked! They will need to get it open and then hotwire it before they can book it out of here, because the keys sure ain't in sight. Sidon will need to keep fighting the zombies while this happens, all while avoiding their projectile vomiting.
Further bad news: Superman was actually heading in the direction of the huge fire caused by the helicopter explosion. He is still there, but the apartment building crumbling apart is bound to catch his attention.]
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[the building is falling apart right? he’s straight up picking up a brick and yeeting it through the window, sliding into the driver’s seat to try and hotwire this thing (rolled a 16)
frantically pushing the button that like powers the sliding doors on the side so the others can pile in. you know the ones that open very slowly. comically slow. ]
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Anyway, there's no time to be a sad gay when the building is literally coming down, so instead Dion settles for being a fast gay.
It's pretty chaotic outside, and Dion doesn't actually throw himself into the minivan. Instead, he clambers on top of it, piercing the roof with an anchor to keep himself from flying off when Lucien eventually gets it started, and making a lance with his other arm so that he can stab at the any zombies that amble close so hopefully Lucien can just hotwire the car in peace. ]
Sidon, don't wander too far!
[ They're not going to leave you behind!! Can Sidon even hear him while he's all roided out. ]
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not that sidon is very occupied with that right now, because while their npcs and rodya with a giant kite load up to the slowest possible car doors opening with a cute little beep beep beep, it's on sight for every zombie here. he doesn't even bother with the spear, just mauling any shamblers that come even remotely close by ripping off limbs and tearing through things. he has kinda-claws and teeth and he's huge, huger than usual, so it's probably like a dog attacking some chew toys.
sidon is not typically an angry person but beating things up is fun for him so that's nice.
anyway once they're all loaded up for school, he's going to jump over and land on the car when dion calls for him and dig his nails into the top of the van with a shriek of metal to hang on. they may have to share real estate. dion can be a clay parka. ]
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