"He stands at the ready, with blade in hand. I could find no better place for him to rest. An assassin would never understand such a thing." He straightens his jacket for a moment before turning to the man who had been dishing out the orders with his now heavily reduced crew, "As you can see you are outmatched, surrender now." He cracks the joints in his right hand as he speaks.
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President of the Official Zombie Horde: Shambling mess / Friend of Zombie Bear
I was just playing around with my imagination and then everything got INTENSE.
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