I was wanting to check in with you to see if you are doing ok... I would've talked to you more, if had not been for a 6 month ban I recieved from the admins for trying to warn somebody of some bad things going on...
Person A: James walked through the door, looking around nervously. He had to find Sharlene and get out of there before anything else popped out at him. If he ran into another one of those ghouls (he gulped nervously at the mere thought of it), he didn't know if he'd be able to make it out in one piece...
Person B: LOL ha ha a ghoul comes out and stabs James in the stomack
Person A: No, it doesn't. As the ghoul comes toward him, James backs off until his back was pressed against the wall. When it lunged at him, he jumped aside, heart beating wildly as he reached out. His hand caught on something, and he raised it high without thinking, bringing it down on the ghoul's head. It fell to the ground, twitched once, and lay still.
Person B: Then the ghoul gets up and says "HA HA HA! I don't need a head, bitch! FEAR ME!" and he transforms into my chari Damien Von Glukthenhiemerwhatsisname the 3rd and stabs your chari and James dies of blood loss while Sharlene gets butt-raped by zombies.
Person A: *...*
Person B: What? Why didn't you reply?
Person A: *... I'm going to go have dinner and I'm never coming back.*