Post by Leon Silverblood on Apr 21, 2009 23:20:08 GMT -5
Leon perks up at the thought, but pauses, scratching his patchy scalp. A fingernail comes loose in the tousled hair and he flicks it away. Leon glances thoughtfully at the barricades, murmuring.
"Kill Aaghs. Kill fah mahn wih mah-buggies. Aaghs giiiiiiv bigh- bigh-...Aaghs gih Leon bighes?"
Something about that doesn't quite add up to Leon, but Leon can't add, and so he can't quite figure out what's wrong with the offer. With visions of mottled breasts dancing in his head, he stops eating his finger and does the zed-shuffle toward the barricaded doors. He grabs two shotguns as he heads that way, some lingering memory telling him they could come in handy. Unfortunately, he holds them both by the ends of their barrels.
Somewhere, god is giggling madly to himself as he plans the next few moments.
"Kill Aaghs. Kill fah mahn wih mah-buggies. Aaghs giiiiiiv bigh- bigh-...Aaghs gih Leon bighes?"
Something about that doesn't quite add up to Leon, but Leon can't add, and so he can't quite figure out what's wrong with the offer. With visions of mottled breasts dancing in his head, he stops eating his finger and does the zed-shuffle toward the barricaded doors. He grabs two shotguns as he heads that way, some lingering memory telling him they could come in handy. Unfortunately, he holds them both by the ends of their barrels.
Somewhere, god is giggling madly to himself as he plans the next few moments.
