March 28th
Osahar: *wanders through the woods, looking around*
Odhran: -Growls as he gnaws on a bone he found, his sharp teeth scrapping and cracking the bone-
Osahar: *hears some growling sounds nearby and curiously goes to look, spotting the zombie* Hello? *waves cautiously*
Odhran: -Ears pin back as he stay low to the ground and holds his bone protectivly- ...
Osahar: Oh, I'm not going to take your food. *shakes his head* I don't eat...at all. >.>
Odhran: -Keeps his eye on the mummy and goes back to his bone- Who the heck are you?
Osahar: I'm Osahar. You?
Odhran: -Toss his bone as he slowly gets up and shakes himself- Why is that your business?
Osahar: It's not my business. Just thought to ask since you asked me. =/
Odhran: -scratches himself behind the ear- Just cause I asked doesn't mean you had to answer.
Osahar: True, I just didn't think anything of it to be honest. I don't get talked to very often.
Odhran: Others don't really enjoy talking to the dead I guess.
Osahar: I suppose not. xP I wonder why sometimes.
Odhran: I don't know about you, but Zombies don't have such a good reputation..
Osahar: Talking about those movies they play on the television? Yeah... xP Mummies don't have it much better. Either we're moaning with our arms sticking out stupidly or we're trying to restore a kingdom or something like that. *never really paid much attention during movies*
Odhran: Psh, I suppose we both have a rep of beind pure idots then. I'm supposed to be mindless and drooling while trying to rip flesh from bone and turn others in to zombies.
Osahar: I find that annoying. People should be judged on how they act, not their most likely incorrect stereotypes. =/
Odhran: It is a part of life. Someone is always judging someone, and it can't be completely stopped.
Osahar: True...I guess all someone can do is just deal with it I guess. xP So when was the last time someone spoke to you? *just curious*
Odhran: Hm. -Ears flick as he thinks-..MONTHS ago..around..last year..I think.
Osahar: Really? Wow. Oo I think I spoke to someone a couple of months ago.
Odhran: -Shrugs- I don't come out much, so, yeah.
Osahar: Ever get bored?
Odhran: -Yawns and stetches- From time to time, but I find ways to entertain myself.
Osahar: I tend to read a lot. Read and just wander around. *thinks* I wonder what Spring on this Island will be like.
Odhran: It's nothing too exciting. Same as any other day, except more rain and it gets warmer.
Osahar: Rain? I hope my bandages are at least a little waterproof. Oo
Odhran: You could always find a place to hide or find some waterproof gloss or something.
Osahar: I probably will. ^^ If I can't find a waterproof gloss I'll just hide out in the house.
Odhran: Hopefully you won't turn in to mush then.
Osahar: Haha...yeah. xD; How do you fair in rain?
Odhran: I prefer to stay out of it. I don't know if the water would make me rot..but I would rather not find out..
Osahar: *nods* Understandable...better safe than sorry.
Odhran: You say you never eat, why is that?
Osahar: I'm just never hungry. If I try to eat I feel sick all of a sudden and I can't eat. >.<
Odhran: Ah, alright then. I only eat rotting meat. Unlike other zombies, I don't like the whole, "Eat them alive" thing..
Osahar: *nods* You'd probably get in trouble if you ate them alive. Oo
Odhran: No kidding, put luckily my human always keeping rotting meat on hand for me so I don't have to end up lowering to that level.
Osahar: That's nice of them. =) I'm sure Sara would do the same thing if I actually ate.
Odhran: It is, and I am greatful. So, are you a mummy from egypt or somewhere else>
Osahar: I'm from Egypt. =) I was kind of surprised to come here after I died.
Odhran: I was actually angry to come back from the dead. I was ready to get my peaceful after life, but no, someone had to bring me back.
Osahar: Well that's a shame. D= Sounds like a cruel thing to do. As for me...I guess I lucked out. I died awfully young, so I guess this is my second chance at life, persay.
Odhran: Oh? Were you a person, or one of those cats that they buried?
Osahar: I was a person. =3 I died of a disease, I'm not sure which one, at the age of 17.
Odhran: Wow, that is very young. You're luckily someone decided to give you a second chance then.
Osahar: *nods* Yes, I am. I appreciate this second chance. ^^ I hope to make good use of it.
Odhran: So far..I haven't. XD
Osahar: There's always time to jump at the opportunity? xD
Odhran: How do you do that when everyone thinks they are going to eat you, save a few?
Osahar: Interact the the chosen few who don't think you're going to eat them?
Odhran: ...I guess if I ever find them, then that might work.
Osahar: Well, I don't think you're going to eat me, so I guess I'm one of the chosen few. ^^
