Sounds like "Fuck you all, you crazy pieces of monkey rectums, I quit" right there.

We all have those moments at some point n our work life.

*Uses Grom as a shield from the explosions*

Aha, I have outsmarted your explosions!

For the God Emperor!

*Set's an army of rabid Badgers on everyone*

So the gang finally sets off on their adventure into the zombie infested wastes, I think everyone can figure out how that is going to turn out.

And, yay books also.

But then we'll have flaming zombies 

Jello

*Blows up Yut's sea vessel*
 

*Pops back into existence*

Ouch.....note to self, set off explosions from a safe place, not next to them.

Hum, needs more explosions.

*Sets up explosives everywhere*

Let there be explosions!

*Explodes*

So, I finally got around to watching the first three episodes of Puella Magi Madoka Magica. It is a "Magical Girl" anime. I put that in quotations because, well.....how to put it, it may have magical girls and everything in it but....well, here is a scene from the first episode:



So, yeah. Crazy things like that going around. Think of it along the lines of what Eva was for giant mech animes.

Anyways, it was pretty good besides being emotionally scarring and such.

Read the stuff Cricco posted on the first page to get the gist of what it's about.

As in the TZH zombie varient? This is not a zombie RP, it is a space RP.

Did I? I thought I always took the left hand at the beginning , it was always someone else that went for the internal organs to harvest.

"Crew... We've found her." the admiral's voice sounded out over the intercoms. "I want all senior personel in the officers mess within the hour."

A small creature lifted its head at the sound as it was out roaming the halls of the big ship. He turned around and began to head back the way he had come, eventually coming to one of the many staff quarters. The door opened silently as he went into the room. There was someone sleeping, somehow, the had managed to sleep through the announcement.

"Hey Grimm," the small creature said, climbing up onto the bed. "The Admiral's calling for us."

The sleeping person, Grimm's response was to pull the covers of his bed over his head and turn away from the creature.

"Ok Grimm, you brought this on yourself," the creature said as he stabbed down onto Grimm's left leg with his claws.

Grimm let out a cry and jumped out of the bed. After, binding the new wound on his leg. He glared at the figure on his bed. "Harloc, you stupid little badger, what was that for," Grimm said as he grabbed Harloc by his hind legs and pulled him into the air in front of him. "You could have just, I don't know, shaken me awake or something."

"Well, it was the fastest way," Harloc said, letting a grin show all of his sharp teeth. "Now if you don't let me down, you'll end up with something much worse then a few small puncture wounds."

"Fine you little devil," Grimm said, dropping Harloc onto the bed. "Now what do you want?"

"Admiral called all senior personel to the mess hall. We've found the original Javelin."

Grimm realized the weight of what Harloc had said. He had heard the tales of the original Javelin and what the Admiral had done with her. He wouldn't have believed half of the tales had it not been for the badger sitting on his bed. Harloc had been on that ship strangely enough and he remembered what had gone on. Grimm got himself dressed and grabbed the pair of dark glasses from the table by the door. "Come on Harloc, let's get going."