[why, yes, that is a reject from Hot Topic setting up a white board on the outside of the hospital wall.]
SO LISTEN THE FUCK UP.
This is camp. Yeah, I realize I can't fucking draw, use your goddamn imagination. The important part is that under this happy little place --
-- is a laboratory that's been here since, like, for fucking ever, don't even ask me about it. In that secret lab there's a shit ton -- which I've been assured is a totally reasonable way of estimation -- of zombies.
And in case you're a total tard and didn't even notice, they're kind of a lot more fucking vicious than the jokes we keep around here, above-ground. Now some joker decided it'd be really fucking great to blow the sealed underground entrance to a thousand fucking smitherins --
-- leaving a way for all these guys to come out like it was a goddamn undead pride parade.
And considering the aforementioned shit ton amount, that could lead to super bad shit for all of you guys, who the boss has some fucking interest in keeping alive despite all of you being such fucking super twerps.
The only way to fight a bombing is obviously with another bombing, so we'll be taking the supplies I've so considerately brought with me and sealing up the entrance again. I dunno if there's some kind of goddamn math we can use to make it easier, whatever, just blow the ground fucking down the chute and that'll do the job the exact fucking same.
Are there any questions?
Yes? Don't fucking care! Grab a goddamn bomb.
[[ETA: New post made.
Shit's gone down.]]