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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 9:49 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 9:58 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 10:31 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 10:39 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 11:03 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 11:16 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 11:38 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 11:58 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 12:41 pm
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{Now that you've said that, I'm going to make sure that every 'friend' she's ever had is a complete a*****e or an otherwise undesireable friend. I'm going to make her into a dignified, badass buttmonkey. If that is at all possible. emotion_awesome Not that I wasn't planning on this already.}
Ophelia was admittably unnerved by the sight, but not as much as she would have been had she not lived in such a violent and gruesome region most of her life. Death, destruction, and mayhem were nothing new to her even when she and the Mad King had first met. Sadly, people abusing their power to gain an advantage over her was also nothing new. (It was odd how Kaistern, perhaps the most violent and unpredictable friend she's ever had, was the only one who had yet to do so.) Still, Ophelia valued her birthplace regardless of all the pain it has brought, if only because her family and childhood friends were too stubborn to move somewhere less dangerous when the zombies weren't out.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 12:57 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 1:31 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 2:06 pm
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As there was no more fighting to do for the moment being, Ophelia was more than happy to put her guns away. Seeing the bits of blood splattered upon Kaistern's face, she opened up one of the pouches on her belt to pull out a small white hankerchief. She approached her lunatic of a friend to gently wipe some of the excess blood off his face, smiling sweetly all the while. She then turned around sharply, careful not to step on or too near any zombie limbs as she headed in the direction of her home village. After perhaps a couple moments of thought she suddenly warned, "If anyone offers you booze, beer, moonshine, whiskey, rum, wine, or any other sort of alcoholic beverage, I would highly suggest that you refuse. If anyone drinking it says something stupid or offensive, I would also suggest ignorng them. Any drunkards we may come across are utterly worthless and not worth your time or energy." They're also massive perverts and gossip more than most old fishwives ever could dream to, but Ophelia felt it would be in poor taste to mention that bit.
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