Sixteenth

Dec 12, 2010 17:28

[John was coming to accept his 'trip home' as just a step in a weird direction, which some people in the castle faced every day anyway. Little did he know that today would get a step weirder. After all, it's not very often you wake up a few months dead]

Graaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayh!

[Oh. That wasn't English. He tries to think back, and the last thing he remembers is being double crossed by that no good son of a...

That CRASH would be the lamp hitting the wall. It turns out John is not too happy about how he met his end one little bit, but that will have to wait, because he's not on the hill he was just standing on, overlooking his grave. He's in Paradisa. Again]

RaaaaaWaaaRlll.

[And that would be the sound of a zombie cowboy leaving his room to shuffle around the castle. Feel free to bump into him]

john marston

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