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[TheNewerMartianEmperor]

The lich is completely unaffected, being an intensely magical creature he has complete control of his body, having nothing that can be affected by radiation also helps as well.

[Emperor_Jonathan]

Ozymandias is unaffected. For he is a god.

And the chosen of a god.

The King of Kings (he told the king of the radiation to not affect him).

Also a wizard.

[Archangel]

Archangel pulled two needles out of the backpack and slipped them into loops on her belt. She then punched the other Archangel. He woke up. He asked in a resigned tone "What happened?"
She replied "A nuke detonated."
"Oh, is that all. Can't you deal with it?"
"No. I don't know where the deirradiation stuff is."
"Just inside the bag. At least it should be." The male Archangel pulled his pack over and rummaged inside for a moment, the pulled out what looked like an explosive. "See?"
"Thanks. You can go back to sleep now."
"Good."
The female Archangel pressed a button on the device. There was a bright flash. Archangel pulled out a geiger counter and waved it around. It clearly showed that there was only the normal amount of radiation around. "I should probably put my armor on."

[Armok]

Armok is, obviously, unaffected by radiation, and so are those under his protection. There is a nice light show when it is deflected in a sphere around him, think Aurora Borealis.

[Archangel]

(I just got rid of the radiation. You don't need to say what it doesn't affect you)

[Armok]

(the nonexistent radiation dosn't affect me either.  )

[ToonyMan]

I don't breath when I sleep.

[Duke 2.0]

 The corpse stand up after the radiation briefly floods the room. It's unnatural body growing cancerous with the harmful particles bombarding it's body. It emits a mix of a shriek and a gurgle, raising a club-like appendage to strike at whatever is nearby. As it approaches a litch busy with eating, an arrow pops out of it's torso. The thing lets out it's last howl of pain, and crumbles to the ground. Behind him, in a leather aviators jacket, a western hat and a bow in hand, was Duke. With a top of his hat, he addresses the group.

 "So, what did I miss?"

[ToonyMan]

The sleeping body wakes.


OH GOD IT'S CLINT EASTWOOD!!!  RUN!!!

[TheNewerMartianEmperor]

(I wasn't eating, I was dancing the charleston to Lily Allen music.)

[Duke 2.0]

 The bowman looks again at the group, noting some oddities. For one, that lich really did look like he was eating. He wondered how somebody could dance in such a way as to look like they were eating, but considering the location they were in much worse had happened. Heck, he had seem very much worse in the off-limits wastelands of VN.

[ToonyMan]

Wait you're not Clint Eastwood.  You're Westwood!  Glad to meet you.


*Unsleeping man's hand extends forward for a handshake

[TheNewerMartianEmperor]

The lich gets up.

"Hey, what was that for?"

The Lich proceeds to get out two silvery blades and twirl them in a dramatic fashion.

"Explain yourself, or face me in a duel!"

Unfortunately, he seems to have cut off his own legs with the twirling.

"Gah! Not again. Well, that's easily fixed."

The lich tries to magic his legs back on, but fails. When he stops a note appears in mid-air and lands in his hands, after a moments reading he exclaims:

MAGIC TAX! Why I ought to; I'm not paying that. Luckily, I posses the power of DUCT TAPE.

The Lich proceeds to start the reattachment of his legs with duct tape.

[ToonyMan]

The unsleeping man falls asleep again, crashing into the floor.

[Gunner-Chan]

Sofia wakes up and notices that Armok seems to still be asleep.

"Hmm... Oh well, I guess Ill find something else to do..."

Sofia stands up, leaving Armok with little.

"hey! That lich has some duct tape... I can imagine some uses for that. ♥"