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[Mrhappyface]

Mrhappyface heard voices in the room next over. He began pounding his fists against the far wall. 
"Heeey! Can you hear me?! I need help! Anyone!"

[Corai]

"...What." he said.


"Have you been smoking stuff from Weird's lab, cause that made NO sense. Even if I lived it. Never talk about it again."


"Well, lets get our mushroom farm setup, cause I am not going out there. There really big! Even i'm scared by those things."

"Wait, whats that? I hear yelling."

[Splint]

"Hear what? I don-"He heard pounding on a wall. Faint, but it was there. "Holy shit, is Happyface still alive?"

[Corai]

"Stay here, I'll see." Corai said, loading his uzi.


"Wooden ammo, meh. It'll work." he said, prying the door open enough to slip out.


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Corai ran over to the next door. "Happyface! Happyfaaaace! Are you alive? Or am I gonna have to shoot your door open! I will too! I have no respect for your property!"

[Mrhappyface]

"Help! I don't want to be assimilated!" cried Mrhappyface.
He then leaped away from the door as he heard a familiar Israeli machine pistol being reloaded. Just in time too, as the lock was torn to shreds by a burst of bullets.
A familiar reptilian thief's face poked out the hole and Mrhappyface couldn't help but scowl.
"Sup!" said Corai with a mongling grin on his mischievous visage.

[Corai]

"Aint you cute, not wanting to be assimilated. While brave fighters are out there fighting these, the idiots." Corai said, smiling.


"Me and Splint setup a safehouse in his room, if you wanna live get your ass over here." he said. "You hear stomping?"


Drop your weapon, or we will be forced to kill.


"Theres a cyborg behind me, isnt there."

[Splint]

The cyborg dropped dea with his head smashed from behind. "Yes. Yes there was." Splint said. His door was ajar. "I figured you might need backup so.... I kinda waited till he turned around to come out." He then looked at his pike.

"MOTHER FUCKER BENT IT!!!"

[Mrhappyface]

"Duck!" screamed Mrhappyface as he tackled the kobold to the floor. The dying cyborg's darts went wide, but so did Corai's. 
Luckily, several undead swarmed the cyborg, allowing the two to run.
"Call them off! They're yours, right?" squeaked corai, ducking a fireball.
"I can't! these aren't my original design, plus the command codes aren't the same!" Mrhappyface yelled back.

[Corai]

"SPLINT, THERES MORE THEN ONE! GO INSANE LATER!" Corai squeaked, holding onto Mrhappyface's leg. Mrhappyface turned to Splint and said "I think this is the first time he ever got scared enough to do this."

[Oliolli]

Well, I'm finally back. GMT +2 is a pretty nasty timezone for community RPGs. However, my summer vacation begins today, so I'll be capable of screwing over my sleeping schedule for about two months.
Oliolli kept limping even after Hugo and ZTG appeared.
"Things... have been quite nasty for us."
"..."
"He's not in a talkative mood. Anyway, we found these centipede tracks, decided to follow them when all of a sudden crazy axemurderer."
"..."
"The axeman died before we could talk. We lost an arm and broke our leg. Spent some time unconcious. Now we've been walking back to the fort. Dragging this for several kilometres now."
Oliolli points at a wolf that has latched onto his right leg. Hugo noticed an odd effect about Oliolli as he talked. Even though Oliolli's expression was extremely glum, his voice sounded cheery. Probably had something to do with the two-personas-thing.
"You think Gizogin is free right now? We would really prefer to have two working arms and two working legs."

[Splint]

Once everyone was safely back in the room, with it barricaded, they toock stock of what they had:

food for 3 for about a month, excluding seeds,
A few tools to throw a crappy still together if they needed one,
And an ice pick. Splint used it churn soil in his room when he grew his own plants. But in a pinch it could become a servicable weapon.

"So.... Anyone got a joke or something to pass the time?" Splint said, trying to straighten out his rebent pike.

[Corai]

Corai stuttered his teeth and held onto Mrhappyface's leg as he tried to pry the kobold off.

"Two d-d-d-d-darves w-w-walk into a bar OH MY GOD SO MANY CYBORGS."


-NOT SHATTERED, STUTTERED!-

[Mrhappyface]

What do you call a Mayan god that has a stutter, yet appreciates fine metal containers?
 
 
 
Kukulcán!

[WillowLuman]

[Only about 10 cyborgs created at the time of my last writing. 2 were killed, probably another 10 were created by now. They are very strong but very few.]

Hugoli worked fast, using the combined abilities of his two minds. Now, just in the nick of time as his troops were losing ground, he had managed to improve the design. The fresh cyber-dwarf stepped out of the chamber. The hand on his right arm folded open, and a chainsaw poked out. "We're out of bodies here. Go bring me those damn hospital patients already!" Hopefully this addition would solve the problem with being piled on by zombies. "Get some more steel, too. The last batch had pretty shoddy plating. Someone peirced it with a copper pike!"

[Splint]

"Two dwarves walk into a bar and it kills them. Tada! Ain't I hilarious." Splint threw his pike against the wall, frusterated that his pike had suffered such damage he couldn't fix.  "So, anyone know who made the crazy zombie-robot-supersoldiers?"