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Steal rolled 1 20-sided dice:
17
Total: 17 (1-20)
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 Posted: Tue Sep 29, 2015 8:02 pm
The infected sizzled a bit, apparently freshly attached but none the less very well crisped. He chuckled softly and headed over there, lifting his fishing rod up to prod it, or he would have lifted the rod if not for the fact that he no longer had it. Lucky for him in its place he had something else, much more sturdy feeling in his hands, a fry pan. The bad part was, it was a metal and he could not in any way shape or form use it on the fence without killing himself. He sighed weakly and put it down, looking for something better to use. In the end he had to use the tried and true method of removing the dead thing from the fence, and he lifted one foot and kicked it in the head, sending it flying away from the fence to land in a rather gross heap a distance off. Ick, that was not something he enjoyed, particularly when it was still fresh enough to make a gross squishing sound on its way to the ground. The only good side was that he was done for the time.
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Steal rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2015 5:10 am
Zombie hunter Vayne out and about once more to save the prison from the encroaching dead. He smirked a little as he thought about that, looking along the fences for the usual crisp dead figures. Not so surprisingly there were some. He had never before made it to the fence when there was no dead, and he didn't think he was going to any time soon... if there were miracles he may one day find himself in a world where things were not shambling around attacking other people. It wasn't happening though, and he knew it. With a sigh he headed along the ridge, finding.. two of them. Great one was still twitching, and he knew what that meant.. he was going to have a fight on his hands.
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Steal rolled 2 20-sided dice:
1, 13
Total: 14 (2-40)
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2015 5:11 am
The figure at the first stretch was not yet fully dead, and it was fighting to hold on, and by hold on, it was onto the fence. Vayne tried his best to pry the dead fingers loose, and for his attempt he got the shock of his life... literally. He went flying back from the force of the electric shock, his body jolting in a decidedly not happy way. It hurt. Really, why would it hurt..? Oh yeah, because they were trying to kill things not let them in.
The blond got to his feet feeling groggy and stumbled to the next body, planning to get back to the hard job after he pushed the easy one down. The second infected pried off with little work, flopping grossly on the ground, a small twitch and nothing from it. Why couldn't they all be like that?
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Steal rolled 1 20-sided dice:
20
Total: 20 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2015 5:17 am
Going back to the other one, he found it more than happy to fall off the fence this time, a small chunk of a second one attached to it. He wasn't going to say anything about it this time though. He didn't feel up to celebrating after being shocked like he had been. The job was done and that was good enough for him.
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