Post by Melody Arachne on Dec 16, 2007 4:18:11 GMT -5
Mel traipses down the stairs, shopping bags in either hand, santa hat perched jauntily atop her head.
"What? you missed me, didn'tcha? I can tell you missed me."
Calmly she drops one bag, holding onto the handle of a large caliber handgun, and pops a cap into the Pker's knee."Drop it and you get infected too, no way we'll let you out of here in time to get a cure. And zombies dont use guns; what fun would that be? So watch your grip."
"What? you missed me, didn'tcha? I can tell you missed me."
Calmly she drops one bag, holding onto the handle of a large caliber handgun, and pops a cap into the Pker's knee."Drop it and you get infected too, no way we'll let you out of here in time to get a cure. And zombies dont use guns; what fun would that be? So watch your grip."
