Xewleer

Very nice, your descriptions are cool, except there was no description of PT... This is concurrent to Series 1?

wow, I'll reserve judgment until you add a couple more chapters though, I am interested! I leveled up mr. Biggles Gah ha ha ha ha ha!

updated and improved the ending, better than ever!

funny... Anyway, "Their" at the end I believe should be "There"

kk, like I said, I felt it was weak, but I didn't know specifics

looks good, as usual, He he ~desu...~! do join! and help us out!

Holy Moses that was a good story! I was drawn in and everything... Man... a most, most excellent read, thank you very much for posting this here! Anyway, concerning editing, no major grammatical mistakes that stood out, nothing that really bothered me, except for this, what was the nigerian man saying? I can't imagine what his accent sounds like ~desuuu~! (with pleasure...)

Chapter 25: Finishing Death Zalm finally judged the time right. Hylean and company did not post a guard outside, Zalm could move as he wished. He walked in calmly, holding his special short bow. It was made of darkness, and could shoot multiple arrows at once. This, plus other abilities made him the most feared of the minions of Roas. "Hmmmm...? What is this? Does Zalm see an undefended body? OOhhh... Zalm does..." He lifted Fienrir who had fallen back into unconsciousness. "Put him down!!" Yelled Hylean, who was already charging the villain. Drawing his weapons, he prepared to attack. "As you wish, Majharrat!" He threw Fienrir past him, Hylean was too slow and turned as he tried to figure out what to do. When he turned around, he found Zalm aiming at Fienrir, Alexia and Ranguvar, as the two had caught Fienrir. "Say your goodbyes to those you love!" He fired. Fienrir had woken up and struggled to get in front of the girls, but Hylean beat him to it. "Bye bye babies!" He smiled as he was impaled several times. Perfect! Zalm thought to himself. He ran next to Hylean and picked him up before the others could reach him. "If you want him, you had better arrive at the far northern castle. You know what is there, in the shadow of the wall, where the sun never shines!" Zalm laughed as he faded away. -Outside the cave, and far away- The castle was dark, and looked evil. [bleep]ed crenelations jutted out at random, there was no method, except cruelty, that went into its building. One section of the wall was pitch black, there was no light in it, and everything that had light was absorbed into it. Zalm arrived at the darkness and checked Hylean. Good! He was still alive! He ran into the portal that was hidden by that all-consuming darkness, he had executed his plan perfectly! Hylean would die, but not before he had arrived in the world where the sun never shone. -the cave- Fienrir rushed out, attempting to find the man, but he was gone. Alexia was inconsolable, refusing the shoulder of Fienrir, which was offered, and Ranguvar accepted it in her stead. Alexia preferred only one man's shoulder, and he was beyond her reach for a long time. In her mind she wondered why. Why? He said no one was going to die, just change, why? He was so sure of himself, why did this reality hurt, more because her lover lied than he had died? Ranguvar stood in dumb silence for a mere second... Alexia feeling as if she was torn by dogs... And Fienrir, realizing that he had lost a good friend and powerful ally... showed their sorrow. They wept and stood or sat in wordless noise, trying to pull themselves together, which, they inevitably had to do. They left the cave and headed north, Fienrir finding this place more and more familiar and evil despite the absence of evil minions. They arrived at the castle with little resistance. Until they saw Zalm. "Your friend is finally dead. If you die in a certain realm, you become something much different. Something more powerful than the original. Zalm am someone who had that happen to them. Zalm was once called 'rapid-fire' Mal. That was a hundred years ago. Zalm died and Zalm got more powerful." Zalm summoned his twilit bow to his hand. "Now, please give Zalm the honor of combat." The very second he finished speaking arrows passed out his body and into the wall, Alexia already aiming her next volley. Fienrir ran up, brandishing his sword, Zalm dodged, so that the flat of the blade slammed into his chest, knocking him down. Alexia shot arrows into the air and they fell into Zalm's joints, causing him to be immobile. Ranguvar walked up to him, her hands glowing with a barely controlled fire wave. "You have seconds to tell us where he is." "Zalm did say that he was dead in that realm." "Wrong answer!" Ranguvar released it, killing Zalm. Was that a smile? Fienrir patted her shoulder, Alexia, using instinct from her heritage as Majharrat, found the portal to the sunless world. It was a sunless world, the shattered remnant of what was a moon once shone too brightly, so that it was an over cast sky. Great skyscrapers were everywhere, some showing entire floors missing... but it was strangely clean. As if someone with a big broom had swept it away to a great dustbin. Not a single piece of rubble was on the ground, all the damage was in the buildings. The sky was the strangest, the moon was gone. It had been shattered, as if someone had taken a mace to a giant glass ball. It also shone with a brilliance that was twice that of the moon in Gielnor, lighting the eerie city. Then, walking toward the trio without any real cares, Zoume and Zoute, laughing, appeared. "Hey sister! It is those two girls we met earlier!" "Aye sister! And look! It is that half breed hero! Who knows what he is inside! With such strange look in his soul!" "Kya ha ha ha! True sister! But now let us let those weaklings follow us to the secret area! Or maybe we should fight?" "Kee hee hee hee! Lets fi-" Zoute did not finish her sentence. An air wave had knocked her down. Zoume looked away for a second and was hit by arrows. Fienrir attempted to stab Zoume, but Zoute got in the way, blocking the sword with her claws. "Sister! Tell Father our guests have arrived!" "Aye sister!" Zoume started running away, Alexia and Ranguvar followed at Fienrir's bidding. Zoume, knowing that she was being followed, ran straight for one of the biggest towers on the landscape. Fienrir noted the direction and turned his attention to Zoute, who jumped away, running in a different direction. Sighing, he ran after her. Fienrir, now quite tired of chasing, saw an opportunity and threw his sword, skewering Zoute through the back. He ran to the tower was and went in. It was an empty, ghostly building, full of sounds and ancient thoughts. Fienrir, who was feeling quite out of place, felt creeped out. There was an empty desk in front of the door; a row of lockers occupied the next room. He ran from room to room until he found the two girls. Eventually, he heard breathing and quiet sobs. Ranguvar was outside a door, on her knees, weeping into her elbow. She heard him and looked up, happiness spreading across her face like a rainbow, but it was still raining. "We found his body, it was all cut up, Alexia is in there now, she wants a moment alone." Fienrir nodded and sat down next to her, lending her his shoulder. Suddenly, he punched repeatedly until he was knocked out. Ranguvar, shocked by who it was, was similarly knocked unconscious. Alexia, still alone and sad over her lover's body, did not hear the footsteps. A whisper in her ear felt over powering to her. Was this madness? Was he back? What was he saying that she felt she had to do, what was its meaning? She wildly thought, half-overjoyed at the sound, half driven insane by its intangibility. "Come, my love, if you wish to join me... come." She obeyed the voice. Outside the sunless realm and into the twilight. A soldier was there, a mere spear man. He had felt drawn there, but then he saw the defenseless looking woman. He took the opportunity and killed her with one thrust. A shadow, a sunless shadow, appeared next to him, and slew him with a blow from a halberd. The sunless shadow hurried back to a certain room that he had been in merely five minutes before and waited... how much would she grow? would she know what he did? would she be angry? would she... he banished the thoughts as the loved one known as Alexia fell into his arms. Fienrir woke up, his head, being caressed by Ranguvar. He could feel that he was very puffy in the face... he could also feel that Ranguvar had kissed each bruise. Both felt familiar but different presences and looked up. Two figures, side by side, male and female, as close as husband and wife, were looking at them, were they smiling? "Well, I told my father no one would die..." "You don't have a physical body!" Fienrir pointed out. "Semantics... semantics... we've killed Roas, but there are things here best left locked." The shadow of Hylean spoke. "I'm Alexia, in case you haven't noticed." The woman shaped shadow waved to the. Ranguvar replied with bewilderment. "... We kinda figured, you're the only one he would spend eternity with." Ranguvar knew that she should feel sad that her brother and best friend had died, but she had somehow accepted that they wouldn't see each other much. Fienrir was all confused. "Well, see you two, love yah! And don't forget to stay together as much as possible. If you can outlast, it can feel like you will be together for eternity!" They disappeared into the mists that had begun to form The living pair walked out, the moon had faded. It looked sad and bleaker in a way that matched their moods. Fienrir decided to take a practical approach. "I guess we should leave and seal this world. You know how to right? I must say, that spaced out expression is pretty cute." "My best friend and brother died!" "But they're still here. I think... We should move on. I don't think they would like you to discontinue joking... inappropriateness aside." Fienrir and Ranguvar laughed, they decided in their hearts that they would not mourn long. FIN!!! ~Desu~ Re written! Please leave comments on how you like the series! After I do some things, you shall see Gil Colin Graham! ~Desu!~

Enjoy your blood stained death, where you will be tortured for all eternity, never resting, always feeling the pain of loneliness and despair! Desu! Sounds fun and enjoyable.

sounds fun! haven't seen much activity in a while. =D

AND you need to separate your paragraphs with a space. I'm not a very deep reader, but I think you're wrong too... but that's just my opinion.

I personally found no appropriate words, so I thought it best to remain silent. I enjoyed reading this very much, no real flaws at all. One of your best, for sure.

Chapter 24: Fienrir Fienrir had run off, with severe wounds. Alexia, Ranguvar and Hylean were sore from the battle, but were about to run after him. The Seer stopped them. He was disheveled and wild looking, not unlike the look of a haunted man, for he was very haunted. He looked around as if reassuring himself that the blood was not of his own children. He then settled most disturbingly on Hylean and Alexia. "I don't want you to go after him, your coming with me!" "What?" Questioned Hylean. "You know I have the "Sight", and I saw your death! Please! Don't drag her with you!" "I know." "You know?!? The purpose of Seers are to prevent future issues by taking care of them in advance! Slaying a youngling demon, or storing food for a famine. You think that your death will improve the world? What will it do to those who love you?" "I trust they will go with me. You only saw one of two eventualities. The other breeds a lot of hope for the future, despite mine and Alexia's deaths!" Alexia looked at him, her mind completely in turmoil. Die? As in to be separated in body forever, not being able to see the Hylean she loved... "Madness!" "Hope, something which you had, died with Mom a long time ago." "That hurts." "As will dissuading me right now. I will charge forward to the foreseen future. It will not change. Death is the end of my current chapter, not the entire book. There is one more." "Very well, I cannot change your mind. I'm sorry." "Don't be, nothing would change." The Seer looked on his son once more and teleported back to Camelot, where he would brood dark things, wrestling with the future. He smiled his two friends. "Lets go, shall we?" They ran after Fienrir after sending ahead Hylean's messenger Raven, Valevor. They stopped though, Roald had sent a messenger after them, he had a letter from Fienrir and the king. "I had this written in case I would ever have to disappear, I know what I have to do, what I didn't do because I did not, but should known. Don't come after me." And from Roald: Dear Hylean, Fienrir has left. I did not stop him. But hear me out, as you will learn some of the things of his past that he may not have told you. You see, Fienrir was one of the bravest of brave we've ever had, whom would risk life itself to save the one's he loved. Ranguvar is the one. Now, he chases the man whom escaped his grasp before he could slay him. I'm not speaking of the dark king; I speak of a might warrior of Twilight, whom corrupted the minds of his loved one's and nearly obliterated him. Before that, he even had to slay one of his friends, whom had been corrupted by the forces of Twilight. His name was Vincent, as his name was written in history and will always be remembered as so. With all of this being said, don't think it is his testosterone level. No; it is mere courage. Courage to protect Alexis and Ranguvar and even you. Fienrir has always upheld frienship and love as a priority, and there is nothing you and I can do to stop that. Lastly, whom he is pursuing. He is a man of the Vad'Idlien war's whom we do not speak; and I will not reveal this to you. He can tell you. I am no man of telling his secrets. With all of this being explained, you can either help him, or keep pursuing the man in your own direction. For wither way, you will cross each other's destinies, and Fienrir will meet his destiny. Your's Truly, King Roald They read these, then continued to travel after their comrade. He was wounded, but he was a hero! He would not be deterred, so Hylean and his friends ran and ran after him, trying to catch up before nightfall. -Fienrir, far north of Varrock, Wilderness- The raven flew gently upon Fienrir's injured arm. He had been traveling in the darkness of the wilderness for day's---Vad'Idliens horrible ruins. Maybe running from Hylean isn't the answer...But I have no choice. I don't want to get him tangled with this... So Fienrir pressed further, as dawn broke. The Twilit area he was contained in was strong, making his arm throb, as he heard Argarok's voice within him: Why do you run? Even I'm becoming terribly weak, I'm acting nice to you! That's not a good sign. Fienrir silently chuckled, as he rested and opened the note: Fienrir, What in the world are you trying to prove? Ranguvar isn't too happy with this. Nor am I or Alexia. Are you trying to prove you are a man? That you are strong? You won't win my sister over like this...But it's not just her, it's all of us. I'm worried about you, too. What if you die? What if you are dehydrated by the time we find you (And it won't be a very pretty sight if we find you)? The point is...Just pick an area to camp, we want to talk. Your Friend, Hylean Nice letter. But I can't break this way. Fienrir thought, as he pulled a piece of parchment from his pack, then a quill, as he began to write: Hylean, I'm not trying to prove anything. Nothing at all, I'm not even trying to be a man. And if you want to know the truth about me, about the full intent of my destiny and my past...Then I will discuss it with you in person...With Alexia and Ranguvar...Anyway, the man I'm tracking...I've fought him, somewhere, some place...But he seems to be---stronger. I fear I don't have enough stamina Fienrir felt light headed, as he collapsed, and the raven snatched the letter, flying back to Hylean's distant location. -Hylean+co- It was night, but they had not yet caught up with Fienrir, in the Wilderness, that was once the lands of twilight... they were waiting for dawn. Hylean took the watch, and made sure that nothing came to disturb them. Alexia woke up later, Hylean was trying hard to remember something, his face was all screwed up in his attempts. His face returned to its usual pallor, then sighed. "Come on Alexia, you know I know when someone is no longer sleeping. What do you need?" She got up slowly and sat beside him. "You know. You... said we would die." "That..." "This is going to be bad! Were just calmly accepting our fate, without even trying to..." "What? Its not that I saw anyone pass on to the next realm or anything." "But he said we would die. You agreed."She lowered her head and turned it at an angle where her hair covered her expressions, but her voice cracked. "It has been so long since we swore our love for each other! So long we have waited! So long you've had to kill to get to this point." She leaned down, leaning her head against his chest. "I don't care how it ends! I once did, but a talk with your father once changed that! I just want to know about the present! What are we going to do after this stinking war! I want you to settle down, and you too want this! To be married!" Hylean laid his head against hers, she didn't have to look up to see his expression, or know what he was doing. "Do not assume that I ever wanted to postpone the marriage, or when I had to cancel it! Only you truly know all my emotions. Its time I told th..." "I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT I WANT YOU!!!!" She had unfortunately shouted this, a moment of awkward silence ensued. Hylean hugged her to himself tightly, letting himself fall asleep on her shoulder, and she let him. He needed it. She really did care about the future, but Hylean could see it. She would have to trust him, like she once did, for seven years. They found Fienrir and dragged him into a nearby cave. He was unconscious, but his wounds were relatively superficial, sleep would have healed him. -Castle ruins, Zamorak- The lord of chaos sat disquietly on his throne, Zalm, servant of the mysterious but powerful Roas was the reason. "Zalm is most displeased with Zamorak, as is Zalm's master, Empty Lord Roas." "I understand, but I am not at fault for one of your general's weakness." "Even Zamorak speaks respectfully to Zalm, servant of Empty Lord Roas. Roas wishes Zamorak to send forces throughout Zamorak's fief. Zalm will be here, any and all person's found who are not Zamorak's servants to be left alone, but their location's to be given to Zalm. Zamorak is not to touch them, or else Empty Lord Roas will be displeased. That is all." "As you wish..." (aside) "You stinking excrement of an ill Vampire bat with rabies! You illegitimate son of a G.A.G. pig herder! You..." "Is Zamorak muttering against Zalm's health?" -The cave- "We were very fortunate to find this place..." The relieved voice of Hylean echoed in the cave. "If anything, they will attack the front of Edgeville, killing off it's only defenses and destroying the troops that inhabit it." He sighed. "I don't think Fienrir will wake anytime soon, either..." Alexia sighed. "But we can't give up hope just yet. The only thing we can do is pray and wait for his revival. Until then, we're stranded here." "But we don't even have enough food to last us a week!" Ranguvar said sorrowfully. "Please, brother, try to wake him up!" Fienrir heard Ranguvar's plea; he couldn't feel any of his muscles, but he listened intently to the rest of the conversation. "If Saradomin, or Guthix, or whomever roams the heavens---if they don't will it, then what's the use?" Hyleans exasperated voice rung through the cave like a hummingbirds fluttering wing. Fienrir became angered at this remark: "Hylean...If they don't will it? You should be saying if I don't will it." He opened his eyes, instantly adjusting to the dim-lit darkness of the cave, Ranguvar smiling and weeping at the same time, and Hyleans face lit up and happy, as was Alexia's. "Fienrir..." Hylean walked over to the small fire they had built, giving warmth and light. Ranguvar hugged Fienrir, Hylean not suprised. "What happened?" "What has happened to me has already happened to me...What was past is now past, and there is no more to be said. But Hylean, I feel as though my truthfullness towards all of you isn't being truthfull enough, so I must say what I need to say...Then, I will rest." So Fienrir began his long story, his tale of the war, Tiresias the prophet, he being the Advent...He being Guthix. After, everyone was astounded. "You...Are Guthix?" Hylean exclaimed. "Partially. Only when my God form will's it; otherwise, no." "And what of Fenrir?" Hylean asked. "Fenrir?" Fienrir said. "He's my angelic form, but everything I told you must be figured out by you. Now, I shall rest; you put the pieces together." So he layed back down, as Hylean and the two girls were left with pieces to a jigsaw puzzle; one that may or may not be easily solved. ......... ......... ......... Accurately described the trio's reaction. They excused themselves, and went farther into the cave. Hylean was most vocal about his surprise."What do you think of it, he tells us he's a god, not just any god, Guthix, and a demon, and a wolf!" Alexia, having seen Hylean at his worst, was less skeptical. "You doubt him?" Hylean:"Alexia, I don't know what makes sense... these past days are so hectic." Ranguvar was clearly on Fienrir's side, and most decidedly in favor of whatever Fienrir decided to do "We must help him brother, we are powerful in our own rights! And..." Hylean: "We know, sis, Alexia and I know your feelings we felt the same when we first met." Alexia: "Yes Ranguvar, we feel a different sort, but it is still love, a self-sacrificing love." Fienrir lifted himself a bit. "You lot are the worst whisperers I have seen yet!" The trio, embarrassed, finished their discussion in more quiet terms. Meanwhile, Zalm had discovered the location of their secret cave, he merely awaited his convenience.

I got all the characters mixed up in the end, but I pulled through. It's a bit iffy, but really, its just a story. Don't assume that because I'm here and its a story with questionable realities that I'll argue. (what arrogance!) Don't feel to bad, I'm a demi-god in a world I created, called myself the writer, second only to God (I'm referring Him as Three in One, as all are God) in power. Not so bad really, didn't understand the Requiem name though.

I like the Joker one, just... tone it down a little, the school might not appreciate the drug references.

Or perhaps death by poison directly? Don't even bother hiding it? That would be interesting and challenging to write properly about.

Yeah, but I would set it up first, one must get the situation before the actual murder takes place. You can start with a dead body, but I find you have to plan what your character would do to keep continuity. And I agree with Necromagus, except over-dose might be better. Unless that's not chemical...

Aw man! Archimage is a mod! (hides) you hear a mysterious voice in your head: Congratulations! The hermit continues his defiant, but now groundless defiance against you, but your modship prevents me being actually disrespectful to your face...

Archimage and Necromagus... Both respected authors... I wish you both the best from the bottom of my heart, fellow writers!

A most excellent finish, I hope you will explain what happened to it all in series two?

It was mainly about Archimage, SK, Izzy, and several others who predated your arrival here arguing over how it should be done. I really liked it, but well, it ended because Sephiroth King had to leave for somewhere and we were coming to the climax anyway... Zalm shall arrive soon! Beware the dark ranger with insidious powers! I like him... Anyway, last two-odd chapters! I shall now read Stratagem with relish!

yeah, but modified a bit, it's already changed a little, but it will follow the key points.

Chapter 23: Battle of Seers and Villains Roald sent for Fienrir as soon as his guards cried that they were being attacked, but Fienrir did not answer, he had begun the battle already. The guards were afraid, where did this army come from? But Fienrir banished those fears they may had, no one could defeat Fienrir! "Retreat to the bar in the West, I'll take it from here." Fienrir relieved the gaurds of their duty, as they ran off in satisfaction. The gate began to rumble. slowly, he walked over to the gaurd tower, knocking it down, completely blocking entry. That should hold 'em. He walked over to the next gate, which wasn't closed yet. This is were I expect them to invade. "What are you doing!" Roald and Hylean ran towards Fienrir, "Idiot! What are you waiting for?" "They'll come this way; I await them, so you both must take refuge!" "This can't possibly be testosterone!" Hylean said. "I'm going to get Alexis and the others!" Fienrir stood by the main gates, not moving a muscle. "Look, the gate is open!" Fienrir heard at the south gate. He ran towards it. Darn! Hylean came out with some warriors and Alexis, who strung her bow. A red over coated figure emerged from the swirling dust and splinters from the shattered door. "Ha! My name is Zacon! Prepare to die! Or! You could surrender to torture!" Hylean and Fienrir both smiled, how many times had they heard that between them. Ranguvar and Alexia both looked defiantly at him. Alexia, yelling, fired an arrow at him. "I've smelt you before! You're supposed to be dead! Cona!!" Zacon, once Cona, smiled and summoned his dark spear, and reflected the arrow as if he didn't need to think about it. "Once! Now I'm powerful! Shini!!!" He charged the foursome, wielding his spear like a double-bladed sword. Fienrir was repulsed from his counter-charge with an air attack, when Ranguvar appeared in his place, she had launched herself using Hylean's halberd! Zacon faltered a second before readying the spear to stab her. But he forgot she had runic magics. Lines of earth flew up her arms in an powered up earth wave, flying into Zacon's face. She rebounded using the force of the attack. Fienrir and Hylean both attacked at once, but Zacon, still reeling from Alexia's assault, was able to repulse them both. Alexia, however, had accurately judged where he would be and sent a rain of arrows toward his position. His eyes widened, but he went into overdrive, blocking the arrows as fast as she could send them toward him. She stopped, Hylean and Ranguvar were above Zacon, Hylean used his halberd to fling her toward Zacon. He lifted his spear to protect himself, but it had been broken, and Fienrir smiled at him, his thrown sword lying out of reach of Zacon. "FIRE WAVE!!!" Tendrils of fire slid up her arms and gathered in Ranguvar's palms and blasted into Zacon's face. He fell to the ground, panting. Fienrir retrieved his sword. "Well, guess you were tougher than most of the villain's I've ever faced, but you still die." Zacon smiled. "Reinforcements are here!" "Poor, poor Zacon, aye? Zoume?" "Aye! Poor Zacon indeed, Zoute?" "Help me! Give me food! We'll kill them together!" Zacon cried out. "Maybe maybe, Zacon, Sister?" "We help him Sister?" Zacon felt a rush of energy, Fienrir could not defend himself in time. "Zamorakian Destroyer!" Zacon fired a giant energy ball toward Alexia, Ranguvar and Hylean. Hylean charged ahead, readying his halberd, but Fienrir jumped in front of him, taking the full blast. Ranguvar ran to him. "Fienrir!" He smiled and collapsed before Ranguvar could reach him. Zacon barked what could only be a laugh, then turned to the twins Zoume and Zoute. "See! They crumble! Whaa!??" Zoume and Zoute had gotten their dark claws out and had gotten close to him. When he turned around, they plunged their arms into his chest. "Poor poor Zacon, Eh Zoume?" "True enough, Zoute, sister speaks truth." "A pity one of the targets, and the primary one too, got away... Sister?" "Aye! And Zacon to blame! Shall we sister? He is too hurt to fight!?" "Aye! Sister!" They ripped out their claws and let him fall. They were about to finish him when he started to laugh, and his army dissipated into the air. The twins screamed and killed Zacon. "You were not our targets! Right, Sister? "Aye! Sister? Let us go!" And they both disappeared. And the battle was over, but Fienrir had run off while Zacon was dying, and he headed north, to the realm of Zamorak!

Randox... that was some of the worst spelling and grammar I have ever seen someone of your intelligence write in a post... Besides that... Glad to see this posted! Will work on next chapters when I have time. I only came here to post my approval! Now, I fly to the Varrock Library in my laptop/jetpack/coffeemaker!

Name: Zombie kindergarteners Age: varied Class/Race: zombie Weapons: hands teeth, t-virus Equipment: ... Bio: a group of kindergarten school children on a field trip got infected. Other: They're small and childish, so characters have an issue slaying them... Okay... just done for a bit o' fun, for my real one... Name: Vanderbilt Barkely Age: 33 Class/Race: survivor... Weapons: Pistol Equipment: one 9mm clip Bio: He taught the kindergarten class, he went to the bathroom with the children in the care of his assistant, he came back and the assistant was being devoured on campus! So anyway, he has holed himself in the second floor janitor's closet Other: He has a wife and a child... One more! Name: Mrs. Barkley Age: 32 Class/Race: survivor Weapons: shotgun Equipment: cellphone Bio: husband to Vanderbilt Barkely, their last conversation was over the phone, before her husband's battery went dead, and her one thought is to get out of their with their child Other: quite tough for a stay-at-home-mom, however, she was quite the competent girl scout and nearly went to the olympics for the decathlon, then she met Mr. Barkley, and she started a family with him. OOOOHhHH!!! I love zombies!