Post by ironmikey on Feb 16, 2012 16:33:31 GMT -5
Undertaker Mordo: Name?
"Iron..."
Mordo: Iron?
"of.. death."
Mordo: Iron... of death?
Ironofdeath: Yes. Has quite a ring to it really; Ironofdeath!
Mordo sighs placing his hand on his forhead
Mordo: Of all the names one might choose you choose "Ironofdeath"? It's odd.. it's silly!
Ironofdeath: I'll tell you what is odd and silly! Last thing I recall I was tending my farm, minding my own business, when a gang of hideous zombies jumped me and began eating my arm! BAM! I'm dead! Outrageous I know, but it gets better! Next thing I know, a giant winged whitish, bluey, black thingy casts some purplish spell on me and BAM! Now I'm a zombie! Not only that but apparently I have a pet spider named spider who I am certain is plotting some heinous act against me
Ironofdeath comes in close and whispers to Mordo: "You can never trust these spiders. Crafty little bastards.
*Ahem*
Where was I? Oh yes! I have a pet spider named spider, I'm pretty sure that my left hand wasn't originally mine, I have a hankering to eat human flesh, and apparently some Lady that has a dark complexion; Queen of the Coyotes
Mordo: Banshees.
Ironofdeath: Close enough; wishes for me to take care of some tasks in her stead. Now if that isn't odd or silly I don't know what is!
Mordo stares blankly at Ironofdeath
Ironofdeath: Did I mention that I'm a zombie?
Mordo sighs
Mordo: Ironofdeath it is.. please go see Darnell.
Mordo scribbles some lines on his paper
Ironofdeath: Thanks. Be seeing you around. Come on spider.
<3 Ironofdeath: Stop looking at me like that spider! No, you can't eat him. Now come on. What? Don't think about wishing you could use a voice to talk to me in that tone with.
"Iron..."
Mordo: Iron?
"of.. death."
Mordo: Iron... of death?
Ironofdeath: Yes. Has quite a ring to it really; Ironofdeath!
Mordo sighs placing his hand on his forhead
Mordo: Of all the names one might choose you choose "Ironofdeath"? It's odd.. it's silly!
Ironofdeath: I'll tell you what is odd and silly! Last thing I recall I was tending my farm, minding my own business, when a gang of hideous zombies jumped me and began eating my arm! BAM! I'm dead! Outrageous I know, but it gets better! Next thing I know, a giant winged whitish, bluey, black thingy casts some purplish spell on me and BAM! Now I'm a zombie! Not only that but apparently I have a pet spider named spider who I am certain is plotting some heinous act against me
Ironofdeath comes in close and whispers to Mordo: "You can never trust these spiders. Crafty little bastards.
*Ahem*
Where was I? Oh yes! I have a pet spider named spider, I'm pretty sure that my left hand wasn't originally mine, I have a hankering to eat human flesh, and apparently some Lady that has a dark complexion; Queen of the Coyotes
Mordo: Banshees.
Ironofdeath: Close enough; wishes for me to take care of some tasks in her stead. Now if that isn't odd or silly I don't know what is!
Mordo stares blankly at Ironofdeath
Ironofdeath: Did I mention that I'm a zombie?
Mordo sighs
Mordo: Ironofdeath it is.. please go see Darnell.
Mordo scribbles some lines on his paper
Ironofdeath: Thanks. Be seeing you around. Come on spider.
<3 Ironofdeath: Stop looking at me like that spider! No, you can't eat him. Now come on. What? Don't think about wishing you could use a voice to talk to me in that tone with.