Seraphi

One cannot see the future. The only way you could see the future would be too have a supercomputer which can predict and record the exact speed, spin and direction of every atom (Or even particles smaller than that, even). Although that is not technically seeing the future, that is predicting, since there will always be anomolies in things at that scale, things which don't quite go as they should. A main obstacle of this is that seeing the future would instantly alter it, or else create an infinite paradox or loop. It's hard to tell whether that was sarcasm or not, Mather.

Should I even point out the mathematical flaw in that? Or is it not worth it? Hex, people agreed to ban you. The majority voted, so yeah.

Lelantos had already led down and started resting in the tree, when he heard the nearby stranger issuing orders. He opened one eye to see them brandishing twin swords, and rather ornate ones at that. He swung his legs around, and slowly sat up, and watched intently at the large brawl. He turned his head to the side in a curious fashion as he awaited one side of the fight to lunge at the other. He once again checked his weapons were there, as he has done every 5 hours. They were still there, and he began to count them. 35. That was one less than there was last night. Normally, he would have panicked about this, but he was too busy staring at the two parties, waiting for them to battle.

That would imply that there is some kind of fate, or destiny. There isn't, therefore, that theory or idea is completely out of the window. It is theoriatically possible to look into the past, but you need to work around endless amounts of paradoxes to do so, due to wormholes and such. Back to the matter at hand, which is zombies. As previously stated, any human acting like a zombie to one of them, might appear as a chimp trying to act like a human to us. The difference is really clear. Other senses probably come into it as well. There are many ways they could have some kind of innate ability to tell prey apart from other zombies, without instantly jumping to telepathy.

We took this thread so far off the rails we looped right around and are back at the station. ALL ABOARD!

(You guys do realise that this RP thing isn't "OMG MUST KILL EVERYONE ELSE SO I WIN", right? Because that's where it seems to be heading. I'd tread lightly, Grim.)

Asexuality is for the win. It means this sort of stuff never comes up.

Also, Icu, did you check out Minecraft yet?

"I found it in that big tree over there." says Lelantos, gesturing towards Earth's big tree, before turning back to Earth. "Say, what'cha doing there? Looks interesting." Lelantos says, in his usual curious accent.

Lelantos gives Jen a blank stare, followed by several questions. "Survive? What do you mean? Oohh, the arrow? Was it supposed to do something special?" The wound on his chest is still there, and bleeding rather profusely, staining his white coat a crimson red, but Lelantos seems to be paying it no mind whatsoever.

Lelantos, busy staring at his plunder, is surprised to see an arrow flying directly in his general direction. The world seems to stop as it pierces his ribcage. He falls from the branch onto the floor, motionless... Before sitting up again, and looking curiously down at the arrow. He tears it out, his face scrunching as he does so. The wound does not close, yet he seems pretty much unnaffected. He wanders over to Jen, and taps her on the shoulder with the arrow, before saying, in a surprisingly calm voice (Given that he had just been shot in the chest) "Could you be more careful where you shoot these things?I'm not a deer you know.", followed by giving the arrow back to her, and returning to his tree to continue gazing at his loot.

Well the guide mentions that they may have some kind of sixth sense to tell apart prey from their own (Kind of) kin.

"It appears that everybody is leaving... I guess I'll be going too." thinks Lelantos. As he begins to step out of the door, the barman shouts back to him "Hey, aren't you going to pay for that drink?!", before Lelantos turns his head, and throws a coin, fast as lighting, which embeds itself in the wall beside the barman's head. He tries to put on a serious face, but bursts out laughing before long. "Hahaha... You should have seen the look on your face..." He calls back to the barman, after picking himself up from his laughing fit and dusting off his coat. As he is leaving the tavern, he begins to hear the ringing of metal on metal, as well as various other implements of destruction, from the nearby forest. "Just as I thought the night was boring again, another crazy situation arises", he thinks to himself, a smile forming on his lips. He starts wandering into the forest in the direction of all the noise, before seeing the huge brawl which is going on. He decides to ignore it for now, sneaking around the combateers into the large tree they all seem to be fighting over. He begins rooting through all sorts of papers and trinkets, before finding a small golden necklace in the pile. Without hesitation, he grabs his new necklace, and then begins walking away from the tree, completely nonchalently. He climbs up one of the trees at the edge of the clearing, before sitting in a branch and observing the fight.

I think Hex should be in the negatives. Also, second. I feel so proud of myself. Ah, but you forgot Dusty, Dungeon, Doom and Paul.

For this topic to work, you just have to assume the guide is right, or there is nothing to argue off of. The chances of zombies ever being real is slim regardless.

The former would get you infected very quickly, the second wont work. The guide has a whole section dedicated to this, and it says that all attempts by a human to impersonate a zombie have failed.

"Oh look, another mister Grimdark." Lelantos thought to himself, before turning back to his pevious engagement. "Hrm? Hidden, you say? Well it was in rather clear view, for me. It must be you losing your edge, is all. Nothing to worry about." he says, calmly, before spinning on his chair, taking a drink, and then spinning back. "Oh yeah, and I would much prefer it if you didn't call me a thief. I have not stolen anything, I merely picked it up from some guys corpse. It's not like he needed it where he was heading."

Innate ability. Sort of a sixth sense, if you will. It's in the guide.

"Of course I saw the body, it was pretty hard to miss. You really should clean up after yourself, you know? Besides, I saw a box of chocolates on the floor. Expensive chocolates, at that. What do you expect, that I don't take them?" Lelantos then span on the chair several times, before stopping and staring intently out of the nearby window for around 30 seconds. He then let out yet another sigh, and turned back to the person "Say, why are you being so uptight about it anyway? The chocolate belonged to the man, the man was dead. I didn't "Steal" the chocolates, I "Liberated" them."

Eh, just go in the mid autumn months, or when the sun isn't out. Like 8:30 PM onwards, basically.

Lelantos' eyes scanned across the bar for the other person he noticed earlier, until his gaze fixes on the man with the black cloak and the bloodied hands. He spins on the chair, before geting up and wandering nonchalently over to the person. He points at the person, his finger inches away from the person's forehead, and he started to speak. "Say, didn't I see you coming out from an alleyway earlier? You made quite a mess in there, and you left behind perfectly good chocolate. I assumed you didn't want it, so I helped myself. Hope you don't mind?" He flops down on a nearby stool. "I don't know what's up tonight, everyone seems so dark and brooding..." stated Lelantos, with a sigh. "That said, it does wonders to stem the dullness of life."

I'd say late summer-early autumn, since the suits you have to wear get boiling hot in the sunny weather, and the visors steam up so much that you can't see anything. Either that, or go at night.

If only we could code. We could mod a copy of any random space rts to include our stuff then play a game of that.

Invite me, will ya.

Aye.