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[likestokillthings]

[Shortly after arriving in the Netherworld, Richard finds himself wandering about the school grounds. Well, this place was so much better than the Plane of Suck. There were things to do, people to kill, and awesome exploding penguin things! Speaking of which, he picks up a nearby Prinny and punts it off into the distance, where it lands with a satisfying little explosion. Richard chuckles at this, before moving on.]

This place is fun!

[Someone attempts to sneak past the warlock, and almost gets away with it. FWOOOOOSH! And they're now on fire, running around and screaming like a maniac.]

Heheh.

[And that's a very amused looking warlock. This place was just full of evil and awesome. How had he never heard of it before? Now he's going to randomly approach people.]

Could you point me towards the nearest orphanage?

Comments

[notjustinthemirror]

I'm fond of the running away. Though I'd be worried if they just stood there and burned.

[likestokillthings]

True.

Hopefully there aren't any spoilsports like that around.

[notjustinthemirror]

I haven't spotted any. But they may just be hiding. There were zombies afterall.

[likestokillthings]

I prefer the term Undead.

[notjustinthemirror]

How PC.

I'll tell the zombie I'm keeping as a pet you said Hello.

[likestokillthings]

It hasn't eaten you?

[notjustinthemirror]

It can't, I took its jaw off.

On the other hand I'm not exactly edible. Plus I don't have any tasty squishy organs it'd be interested in.

[likestokillthings]

How rude.

It depends on the marinade.

[notjustinthemirror]

I ripped his arms off too. He doesn't seem to mind actually. Mostly because he's a zombie.

Considering what I'm made out of I'd taste like alcoholic metal. Probably awful. But what the hell do I know, I've never tasted anything.

[likestokillthings]

We Undead have feelings too, you know.

[Oh dear. This could potentially lead to yet another Undead rights riot.]

Try babies. They're delicious.

[notjustinthemirror]

Well let me rethink my life and my life choices knowing that. Or you know, I could just not give a fuck and keep my pet zombie.

I'm not trying anything. I don't even have a mouth. Besides, I highly doubt there's babies around here. It's a school.