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Sep. 25th, 2005 01:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
can_be_moreI'd never fought zombies before this weekend. It could have been worse, I think. I left the library to go with Ash, but thought I would be better off sticking to the front lines, where I fought with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
notsouledyet, emo_padawan, _dark_chylde, _gottahavefaith, deirdreofamber and bugofjustice (who is really insistent on me having a battlecry. This will not happen). They are all amazing fighters and I was honored to go into battle alongside them. notsouledyet really did a superb job in leading us.
I sacrificed a weapon and some ammunition in order to turn them into grenades, and I was surprised that I could even think of using a chakan oil cartridge for lighter fluid. I don't usually think that way. You shoot things until they stop moving and that's just the way things happen, but it was good to get creative.
I did stop at the Victory Party momentarily before finding John in his room with most of my roommates and several others. I ended up falling asleep there, covered in zombie goo, next to John, who was also covered in zombie goo. Not the most romantic of nights, but it was far from terrible.
Now it's a matter of cleaning up and laundry and finding another pair of leather pants because those are... not saveable- Chiana, you and I never did go into town- and finding out which blonde has my gun. The one that apparently answers to the name "Juanita".
For the record, NO ONE IS EVER TAKING MY FRELLING WEAPONS FROM ME AGAIN. EVER. No weapons locker, no firing range. I will not shoot unless the situation calls for it, and I will even hide it if it makes people uncomfortable, but the first week it was a giant squid, the second it was werewolves, and this week it was werewolves. Got it?
notsouledyet, emo_padawan, _dark_chylde, _gottahavefaith, deirdreofamber and bugofjustice (who is really insistent on me having a battlecry. This will not happen). They are all amazing fighters and I was honored to go into battle alongside them. notsouledyet really did a superb job in leading us. I sacrificed a weapon and some ammunition in order to turn them into grenades, and I was surprised that I could even think of using a chakan oil cartridge for lighter fluid. I don't usually think that way. You shoot things until they stop moving and that's just the way things happen, but it was good to get creative.
I did stop at the Victory Party momentarily before finding John in his room with most of my roommates and several others. I ended up falling asleep there, covered in zombie goo, next to John, who was also covered in zombie goo. Not the most romantic of nights, but it was far from terrible.
Now it's a matter of cleaning up and laundry and finding another pair of leather pants because those are... not saveable- Chiana, you and I never did go into town- and finding out which blonde has my gun. The one that apparently answers to the name "Juanita".
For the record, NO ONE IS EVER TAKING MY FRELLING WEAPONS FROM ME AGAIN. EVER. No weapons locker, no firing range. I will not shoot unless the situation calls for it, and I will even hide it if it makes people uncomfortable, but the first week it was a giant squid, the second it was werewolves, and this week it was werewolves. Got it?
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Date: 2005-09-25 10:35 pm (UTC)It was a horrible beard!*stares at you*
Don't scare a girl like that! You're still going to virgin meetings!!!!no subject
Date: 2005-09-25 10:47 pm (UTC)I am so growing one just for that!What, I've already got names picked out and everything. John Jr, obviously, for a boy and Louisa for a girl. Whaddya think?
Virgin meetings? They're meetings about music!no subject
Date: 2005-09-25 10:51 pm (UTC)I can trick myself into believing Cam is you, you know.You are scaring me so much right now. We're missing quite a few steps before you pick out more names for... things. Right. Celine Dion. Virgins, like I said.
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Date: 2005-09-25 11:07 pm (UTC)I'm better look then Cam. You'd be calling him 'John' by sundown.Scaring you? Aww, that wasn't my intention. I just like to plan ahead. We'll get to the other steps in between soon enough. I bought you flowers! That was a good step!
Beard. Tomorrow. Enjoy the whiskers.no subject
Date: 2005-09-25 11:14 pm (UTC)You think so, huh?Planning a little far ahead.
I did like the flowers.
Don't you tempt me, fluffy.no subject
Date: 2005-09-25 11:38 pm (UTC)I know so. I kiss better then Cam.I'm a planner. And I want to be retired when you pop the first kid out.
I'm glad. I like sending them.
I'm throwing my shaver out tonight.no subject
Date: 2005-09-25 11:42 pm (UTC)And you know this how?First?!
God thinks I'm hot, you know.no subject
Date: 2005-09-25 11:53 pm (UTC)Telepathy.I wanted to have a soccer team, at least.
Well, God's got good tastes. You are hot.no subject
Date: 2005-09-26 01:30 am (UTC)Right.I don't know how many that is, but FRELLING NO. You can have them.
Also true.no subject
Date: 2005-09-26 01:41 am (UTC)So, if you want little Crichton-Sun's, it's gonna be all you.
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Date: 2005-09-26 01:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-09-26 02:12 am (UTC)Our kids would be cute. And it wouldn't hurt that much to pop two or three out. You've got the...
*trails off before he can say anything that will get his lips ripped off and fed to him*