@Pratt

[theweakhavepurpose]

Since we're all asking for shit on the network... Has anyone seen any Doritos in any of the vending machines?

Specifically Cool Ranch but I'll take anything.

I don't have anything to trade unless you want to pet a wolf. Free wolf pets for Doritos. Sounds fair.

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[theweakhavepurpose]

More of a blue plastic suspenders kind of guy?

[yeah no. Bury him in his 70 Hawaiian shirts and leave him to die.]

Aren't malls the best place to be during the zombie apocalypse? Malls or maybe a Costco. Food and clothing and stuff.

[He kneels down next to the wolf stroking her ears for a bit before patting her shoulder.]

Clothes. Go find clothes.

[The wolf obediently trots off, nose to the ground.]

[itsnotaonesie]

Or red. I could probably pull off red.

But you've seen the movies, right? The zombies always manage to find a way in. What you wanna do is find a climate where the zombies decay faster.

...But I can breakdown my zombie plan some other time.

[Because he is now fascinated by the fact that this wolf apparently understood that order. WHAT.]

[theweakhavepurpose]

You know now that I think about it, do they ever win in zombie movies? Other than Shawn of the Dead where he ends up keeping his friend in a shed with a tv cuz he got zombified. I guess that's kind of winning.

But in most of them there's no happy ending.

[He starts following Princess Thug, because she has caught the scent of something. With a happy yowl she leads them to... A sack of canvas scraps. She tried.]

[itsnotaonesie]

Yeah, I... I mean, I guess that does count as a win, if you think about it. Those movies are super unrealistic, though. I mean, bead body-wise. They're always like, fresh corpses? And that's not scary. You never see zombies anywhere near the putrefaction stage of decomposition. Something like that coming at me, just gooshing everywhere would be way freakier than- Y'know what. I need to stop.

[Please stop talking about zombies Peter oh my god just follow the wolf and stop being a little weirdo.

So THAT'S what happened to Bethesda's Fallout 76 bag canvas]

Aw. Well. It's almost clothes. Good job, Princess Thug.

[theweakhavepurpose]

If they decay that much can they still walk? Won't they fall apart?

[She did her best and Pratt kneels down to give her some love.]

I'm so not naming her Princess Thug.

[itsnotaonesie]

[he just said he needed to stop AND YET]

I mean, eventually yeah. But there's like a window of maybe a couple weeks where they could still get around before their muscles and tendons break down too much.

Also Princess Thug is the best name and that's her name now.

[He's joking. BUT IS HE??]

[theweakhavepurpose]

So you can win any zombie outbreak by just lasting for a year and then they all decay and you're safe again?

That sure would have made the Walking Dead a really boring show.

[He gathers up the remains of the Fallout 76 bags canvas scraps because hey, they might be useful later.]

I haven't named her yet, but that's not it.

[itsnotaonesie]

I mean, probably? I've never actually been in the middle of a zombie apocalypse, but I'm pretty sure that would be a good way to survive it. Just wait it out. Probably wouldn't last more than... I'll say maybe a month.

[we can make like. potato sacks out of them??? I mean the sky's the limit.]

It's like the perfect name. See, she likes it. Don't you, Princess Thug?

[DOES SHE LIKE IT]

[theweakhavepurpose]

[She does, going over to sniff at Peter. She doesn't have a tail to wag but her butt definitely gives the indication she would be wagging if she could. Traitor.]

That might be useful in case of you know.. space zombies.

[Isn't that the plot of Doom? They need some real big guns.]

Well we've got all the canvas bits we could want. Maybe we can make some rope?

[itsnotaonesie]

[Oh my god she's doing the BUTT WIGGLE. Peter is delighted, and gives Princess Thug some very good ear scratches.

Doom had more Literal Hell in it and also rocket launcher skeletons.]

I'm not sure what good a bunch of rope would do us, but who knows? Maybe we can set some traps for the space zombies.

[theweakhavepurpose]

[His wolf is a TRAITOR and she is not getting a cookie later.

No, that's a lie. She is because Pratt is a sap and he can't resist cute animals begging for treats.]

Could set snares for some of the animals up top. See if they're edible. Wire is better than rope but.. desperate times or something.

[itsnotaonesie]

[You give this good girl a cookie or we're gonna TANGLE.]

I'm sure there's some busted machines I could pull some wires out of, but this'll be more than good enough for now. I mean, unless we're up against a bunch of huge carnivores or something?

[theweakhavepurpose]

You don't really want to eat them though. That's why no one eats bear. Carnivores have all kinds of gnarly shit in them that can make you sick if you eat it.

But we can get a pelt or something. I never did fully turn that mammoth hide into a rug back in Hadriel.

[itsnotaonesie]

Huh. I did not know that.

[Science boy over here learning some NATURE FACTS]

To be fair, things got really out of hand at the end, there. Maybe we can like, wrangle you a space mammoth here or something.

[theweakhavepurpose]

I don't really need a rug but since I took the pelt it seems wasteful that it's probably just rotting in my house.

Unless they pulled in a whole new set of people and someone is living there now.

[itsnotaonesie]

I mean, the rooms here are kinda... bland and futuristic? A rug would probably be nice.

The way I understood it, they weren't gonna need to do that anymore? We did kind of kill the killer robots.

[theweakhavepurpose]

True. And they got their nautilus things back.

Guess no one gets to use my collection of canned corn I left in the loft. Seems like a waste now. But I guess that's what happens when you collect shit like a prepper and never need it.

[itsnotaonesie]

Yeah, that's a thing. I think I still have a photo of one of those.

[He's just gonna whip his phone out and start idly flipping through the photos. So many photos.]

You never know, man. Maybe the nautilus guys are eating it.

[theweakhavepurpose]

I hope so.

[He watches realizing he'd taken like.. ten photos in all of Hadriel.]

Does that still work? I haven't turned mine on because I was afraid I wouldn't have a way to charge it if it ran out of juice. It's powered by the gods or something right?

[itsnotaonesie]

[that's ok peter took like A BILLION he'll share]

This one's actually my phone from back home, I still have the charger for it. And somehow I haven't destroyed either, go me. I can probably figure out to get the phones from Hadriel charged, there's all kinds of stuff here I can use.

[theweakhavepurpose]

Now that I think about it I'm not sure why I'm conserving the battery anyway. Not like I'm going to call Fear and shoot the shit randomly.

[ And he legit didn't consider that might work. Wait.. would that work? Could he seriously call up Fear and annoy him with how poorly the Door worked? He may try that later.]

I wish I had my phone from home. I'm missing all my games.

[itsnotaonesie]

You say that, but now I kinda wanna see if we can try. If they run on god juice, calling Hadriel probably wouldn't be outside of the realm of possibilities.

[Not that he wants to call the gods, but Pratt might be onto something. Because fuck Fear srsly]

Half my games don't even work anymore, I just keep it for the photos mostly.

[theweakhavepurpose]

Eugh. Please don't ever call it 'god juice' again.

[itsnotaonesie]

I'm sorry, you're right, that was kind of horrible.

But seriously. I wanna see if we can do it.

[theweakhavepurpose]

I'm down to try and text Fear. He's the only one I really talked to other than Love who mostly shouted nice things at me via text.

I tried to get them to put in a Starbucks and it never happened. So Love is dead to me.