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[tipsygnostalgia]

Roxy is busy right now
but leave your message here and she will get back to it once she is no longer blackout drunk
or fuck deep in meowcats

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[speakveryclearly]

[Yeah well Feferi was wrong eh? eh? yeh]

But these aren't people anymore. I... think the scientists have verified this...

[unsure

But... distant background noise... of shuffling...]

[tipsygnostalgia]

Urgh! Fuck it!

[She's tired of this whole moral dilemma going on.

Turning around.

Spotting a zombie.

Taking out her wand.

SCIENCE MAGIC SHOOTING A HOLE RIGHT THROUGH IT.]

[speakveryclearly]

[IT TAKES VISIBLE RESTRAINT NOT TO CLAP JADE STYLE]

That's the spirit!

[Louder shuffling!

MORE ZOMBIES ARE NIGH!

Pulling out that chainsaw's ripcord alright!]

[tipsygnostalgia]

[She points it at another one, getting ready to blast once again. Being undead and all it doesn't stop them completely, but they can't do much harm when they are missing peices of their torsos or limbs.]

[speakveryclearly]

[She strafes sideways into a better position and is shouting a bit now to be heard over the background drone of "BRAAAAAAINS" and other incoherencies]

How about I decapitate the ones you've damaged enough?

[tipsygnostalgia]

Yeah that sounds like a pretty solid plan to me.

[She doesn't have to get too close to them then, she can just shoot at them from a distance and leave it to Kanaya to clean up what's left.]

[speakveryclearly]

[So they pretty much do that for a while. Kanaya is really into that whole chainsawing people thing. Yep. Oh right they're not people anymore just zombies. ...to Kanaya they're people. She's a troubled girl.

After a while this particular horde of zombies is all rekilled and Kanaya is sort of turning to Roxy.] Still healthy?

[tipsygnostalgia]

Yeah. [She crouches down for a second catching her breath.]

God damn, look at the mess we made. There's blood everywhere, urrgh I need to go get a shower as soon as we're done here.

[speakveryclearly]

The Initiative's washing machines are top-quality. I can assure you the blood will come out of your clothes.

[...yeah it's all over her too.]

[tipsygnostalgia]

Good, I don't wanna be walking around this place looking like a psychopath.

[speakveryclearly]

That makes [millisecond] two of us.

[She begins to occupy herself with her lipstick.]

[tipsygnostalgia]

I think I'm gonna head back then to go get cleaned up.

[speakveryclearly]

OK. I'll stay here for now. See you later. [Two-finger mock salute.]