sixth; voice (knock on the door and the door knocks back)

[bekommen]

It's gotten worse out there. Bar's closed until further fucking notice.

[Yeah, someone's a little on edge. But hey, it's just another day in the murdercave, right? There's a loud crash in the background, something that sounds like shattering glass, and Nick mutters something under her breath that is probably better left unheard for the rest of those listening to her broadcast.]

And just in case you were all snoozing through the last bunch of messages about this shit, these are zombies. We may only have these fuckers in movies and TV and shit where I'm from, but everyone knows you don't fuck around with them, all right? You get bit, you're done, end of story. So don't try to be a hero. Get to high ground and if you're stuck where you have to fight one, aim for the head.

[She's read The Zombie Survival Guide, OK.]

And Fear? Everyone knows this is your bullshit. You're still a huge fucking creep.

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video. he can be real bone too, this is also fine

[bekommen]

Depends on how long you mean by long-term. Couple days, maybe, if you can find enough food and water to keep you going. If not ... well, I guess it probably wouldn't matter to you, though, right?

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[skelebro]

Technically not, but I got a few...

[Uhhhhhhhhh well he's not sure whether he can exactly say "friends" when the kids are really anything but that. He's not sure what they are to him right now.]

Some buddies of mine are human, and it's hard enough keepin' an eyesocket on 'em when we're not all doomed, y'know?

[bekommen]

Everything I ever read about surviving this kind of bullshit says you gotta worry about taking care of you and not anyone else. That's how you get yourself killed.

[skelebro]

Yeah, 'cept not everyone seems to run that way, y'know? We're kinda all in this sinkin' ship together, aren't we?

[Maybe a bit more charitable than is characteristic for him, but he's pretty new at this whole "caring" thing when it expands outside his immediate circle. His immediate circle being one person, and that one person being Papyrus.

Not enough, apparently.]

[bekommen]

Yeah ... well, you gotta learn how to swim sometime, I guess.

[There are very few people Nick would seriously consider dying for - or were, anyway. Andy was one. It's a good thing he isn't here, so she doesn't have to find out whether that's still true.]

[skelebro]

Might do, might do.

[Ha ha, "swim." Sounds like effort.]

So when you say the bar is closed, d'you mean that we're just gonna have to serve ourselves?

[bekommen]

[Sans, plz.]

... If you're dumb enough to wade out into the sea of the walking fucking dead, then yeah, you're on your own. I'm not gonna stop you from going into the bar, but I really don't fucking recommend it.

[skelebro]

Hey, I happen to have a very responsible escort.

["Escort," sure. "Responsible," though? Probably not. Wade Wilson is a lot of things, but "responsible" ain't really one of 'em.]

Just wonderin' if there's any alcohol or condiments in there, stuff like that.