Master of Puppets (I'm pulling your strings)’s Comments (group member since Jun 20, 2012)

Master of Puppets (I'm pulling your strings)’s comments from the Zombie RP group.

Abby muttered something incoherent to everyone but Fisher and felt a tear run down her cheek.

Abby ran to Fisher and they embraced eachother. "Oh my god, Abby, I'm so glad you're okay..." Fisher said, face buried in her shoulder.

"Hey, everything's gonna be okay. I'm Fisher."

At this, Abby's eyes widened and she turned the corner into the room. "Fisher?"

Fisher looked up at her. "Abby?"

Fisher was facing the door, body twisted as far as he could without crying out, guarding Sarah with his arm. As he saw that it was someone who was obviously no threat, he relaxed. "Just as scared as you. C'mere."

"Just a few of us. There's no Deadites here," Fisher said, proud at himself for making an Army of Darkness reference.

Abby heard Fisher's voice and swore she recognized it. She slowly started creeping her way back to the room they were in.

Fisher was still pinching his leg from the pain of moving, but he heard Johnny. "H... Hello?" he cracked.

((Sarah! Come back! Please! I miss you...))

Abby burst in the front doors. She ran back, right past the room that Fisher and Sarah were in.

Fisher jumped when Abby ran past, then cried out in agony.

((Go to that topic.))

Abby disappeared into a hotel a few score meters down the block.

Abby saw that Cailtin was pinned against a wall, and knew she was a goner. She started running towards the tallest building.

((No AKs.))

Abby smiled thankfully and put her hair up. She hurried after them.

Abby slowly pulled herself up. She managed to drag her unkempt hair back into a ponytail, but realized she had no rubber bands, so let it down again.

Abby nodded. Finally those Dry-land sections at swim would pay off.

Abigail looked up at the girl with the gun, obviously scared out of her wits. "... Abby..." she said.

Abigail looked up eventually, not sure what to do.

((Yeah?))

((Let's hope so.))

((Daniel's sort of a jerk.))

Abigail didn't hear him. She reached down and touched her leg where she had been cut. Oh, god, she hoped it wasn't a bite.

Abigail didn't say a word. She just curled up and sobbed.

Abigail didn't even hear him. As soon as the door was open, she sprinted as fast as she could inside, pushing straight past him. She made it a few isles, then collapsed.