Sep 20, 2009 08:05
[itp: there is a young man standing outside at the treeline, looking rather distressed. perhaps because there is a zombie chewing at his head. being who he is, he isn't shoving the zombie off, but trying to talk it out of munching on him.]
Excuse me, but I'm not particularly nutritious, and would greatly appreciate if you ceased your efforts. I worry you will damage me.