Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27344811-20181230170109/@comment-27661770-20190104150310

(goddamn I need to learn how to regain my patience, the quiet's killing me here

i have stuff I need to do here anyways so I hope nobody PARTICULARLY minds while I try to wrap up some loose ends...)

The roof across from the boy, on the other side of the street, sees two figures free-running across the rooftops.

"It's not so bad when you're not worrying about the night or Virals, eh Crane?"

"I'll give you that, but where the FUCK are we even?"

"A safe place. Hope they have Antizin, before you turn or something. It's a little late to... eh... give you the Erol treatment."

Crane went silent for a few seconds before remembering what that meant. Right: amputation of the infected limb.

The police might be notified of a civil disturbance near the public pool. Some heavily burned soldier raising seventeen different kinds of Hell and Cain about China, and the Valkyrie, and "Pac", and "Recker", and a whole ton of other things. Also the chlorinated water.

H1 FINALLY was able to radio in.

"What the hell's going on over there? I hear explosions, all kinds of fucking radio chatter, apparently Zalgo finally decided to be a thing as if we don't have ENOUGH freaks of Internet fame making themselves actually terrifying..."

"...1, I'mma need to debrief you on. A lot of things. And-"

H2 stopped answering his radio. He stared for a few seconds, then pulled out his shotgun.

"Who the hell let Ampora on the planet."

"don't shoot i bring some pretty goddamn important newws from that erebus guy. and if you wwanna yell at anyone yell at nepeta this wwas her decision."