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sirenspull2012-10-29 12:42 am
paterelohim) wrote in sirenspull2012-10-29 12:42 am
video; ZOMBIE PARTY
Hi, everybody.
[Sup. Your NVs now have a horrible rotting zombie on them, except about a thousand times more gruesome than those pictures- seriously Walking Dead, with flesh rotting off, part of his cheekbone showing, and a maggot working its way out of his forehead.
Chuck smiles and keeps talking, as if half his jaw isn't gaping open.]
Chuck Shurley here, new manager of Purgatory. I'm here to announce a party on Halloween, at the club. It'll be pretty awesome. Gabriel's redoing the whole inside to make it fit the theme, and it's amazing. We're bringing in musical entertainment from our world - I mean, it'll be an angel thing, but you'll still get to have the full fake NSYNC experience, or whatever.
[He idly tugs on his beard and his thumb pulls through zombie flesh. He doesn't seem to notice.]
Plus, there's transport home provided after dark, if you suck and don't want to take advantage of two-for-one drinks. [Grin. The smiledisturbingly reaches his colorless, dead-looking eyes.] Anyone who stays until morning sirens can get a complimentary hangover cure on their way out.
I better see you all there, okay? Happy Halloween!
(OOC: I live in the path of Hurricane Sandy and our neighborhood transformer is a delicate hypochondriac snowflake, so I might wind up slowtagging this for... a few days. Oops. I'll do my best, ilu all.)
[Sup. Your NVs now have a horrible rotting zombie on them, except about a thousand times more gruesome than those pictures- seriously Walking Dead, with flesh rotting off, part of his cheekbone showing, and a maggot working its way out of his forehead.
Chuck smiles and keeps talking, as if half his jaw isn't gaping open.]
Chuck Shurley here, new manager of Purgatory. I'm here to announce a party on Halloween, at the club. It'll be pretty awesome. Gabriel's redoing the whole inside to make it fit the theme, and it's amazing. We're bringing in musical entertainment from our world - I mean, it'll be an angel thing, but you'll still get to have the full fake NSYNC experience, or whatever.
[He idly tugs on his beard and his thumb pulls through zombie flesh. He doesn't seem to notice.]
Plus, there's transport home provided after dark, if you suck and don't want to take advantage of two-for-one drinks. [Grin. The smile
I better see you all there, okay? Happy Halloween!
(OOC: I live in the path of Hurricane Sandy and our neighborhood transformer is a delicate hypochondriac snowflake, so I might wind up slowtagging this for... a few days. Oops. I'll do my best, ilu all.)