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Post by Leon Silverblood on Mar 11, 2007 17:43:15 GMT -5
Leon continued throwing darts, a bored smirk on his face as the zombies filled the room. He took some pot shots, getting one in the eye, another in the groin.
"Boy, I suck at darts."
Samtha is at the center of the room, getting kicked around and somehow reppearing each time on her feet. Her knotted poly-hair is becoming very afro-ish, but aside from that she looks pretty good. A few burn marks, a tattered pink bikini under a trenchcoat, a bandolier of ken dolls and a 3-inch shotgun proportionate to her 7 inch height. It makes a firecracker-like noise and proves at least powerful enough to turn a zedified rat's head into vapor.
Leon looks around, not really caring to participate this time until he sees Murray's trademark pallor, clamminess, and short breathing. He watches Lachryma administer administer first aid as collects Samantha and suggests to her: Cauterize?
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