The Wolf's Den

[Meldon]

Uh...I don't want my fingers cut off.

But I think we need some sort of antagonist, and zombies are pretty bad ones in my opinion. I like the whole people vs. people with zombies shambling in and **** **** up every once in a while.

[CrazyHobo]

...
how bout no zombies?
Dusk is a pvp clan, right?

[Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!]

I could be an antagonist if noone else voulenteers, not that I really WANT to be.

(Also, Im not going to be any goodie two shoes "I must destroy the evil" guy either. >.> )

Or we could just have NPC enemies. *shrugs*

[CrazyHobo]

NPC's are tooo easy.

[Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!]

True...

I'll be the antagonist, but I need a solid reason for actually betraying the lot of you.

[Meldon]

Who the hell said we're a pvp clan?


Modem, I could break your heart and/or steal your kewkies.

[Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!]

xD

Unfortunatly, my charachter is totally void of all emotion, so breaking my heart is kind of hard. >.>

Kewkies is a different story though....

>.>

[Meldon]

I can't wait to hit on Crazy.

[CrazyHobo]

you better be hot, Medlon.
I love blue eyed brunettes.


Modem, how bout you be your new zombie self?

[Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!]

I could, but I still kind of need a reason. >.>

I don't wana be the guy who betrays his closest friends for teh lulz.

[CrazyHobo]

...
we really need to think this out better.

[TRHeadshot]

Mehbehs I'll turn Ebil mwahahah...WAHAHAHA AHHA!

[Meldon]

you better be hot, Medlon.
I love blue eyed brunettes.

I'm a blue eyed brunette


MODEMHOE. You could betray us because 1. you're angry that your ancestor is the only one they let die in the attack 2. you have feelings for one time in your life and they get crushed so you go beserk and RAGE at everyone and 3. I stole your kewkies. All three of these. Combined.

[Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!]

Good point.

My reason shall be this.

After I "Killed myself" I had somehow stopped the infection fully taking over my brain, I woke up, half infected by the strange creature, but still concious of who I was, for some reason my muscles refused to move, I waited weeks and months for my friends to come and rescue me, all the while feeling the unsatiable hunger that the undead do, but (thanks to the severe mental discipline being a member of BD gives you) managed to keep it in check.

After a few months had passed I realised noone was coming for me, I was forgotten, expendable, eventually, I managed to move my horribly mutated fingers slightly, I realised, that with practise, I could regain my motor functions once more, several month's passed and eventually, with excrutiating, self inflicted physiotherapy, I was back on my feet once more, I was far too weak to break the door though, I wandered the cell, eventually remembered my forgotten revolver on the floor and shot the already **** glass on the door, pulling myself through the hole, I wandered back upwards toward the surface, the infected seemingly oblivious to my presence, no matter how close I got to them, they just ignored me, I was one of them now.

As I breathed fresh air once more in the ruined city of Fairview, I vowed my revenge on those who left me to die.







So watcha think?

[TRHeadshot]

**** WIN!!!!  also, cool.