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== <b> /tg/ Makes Some New Friends </b> ==

Scene: Kitchen. After unpacking, /tg/ has made the first venture out of his room since moving in. He is preparing a sandwich for lunch.

voice: Excuse me...

/tg/ turns around to see /ck/. She gestures at the sandwich in his hand.

/ck/: What are you doing?

/tg/: I was just getting some lunch.

/ck/ yanks the sandwich out of /tg/'s hand and throws it away.

/ck/: Oh, no. No, no no. That won't do at all!

/ck/ brightens up.

/ck/: I've got it! How about I fix you a nice, juicy steak!

/tg/: A sandwich is fine.

/ck/: Nonsense! Now, how do you like it cooked?

/tg/: Medium-rare. Listen, I don't want to be any trouble-

/ck/: Don't be ridiculous! It's no trouble at all!

/m/ walks in with a toolbox.

/ck/: /m/, honey, I hope you don't plan on "modifying" my refrigerator. Remember what happened the last time you did that?

/m/ walks out.

/ck/: Now then, would you like your potatoes baked you mashed?

/tg/ begins to walk out of the kitchen.

/tg/: Y'know what? Surprise me.

On his way out of the kitchen, /tg/ barely misses stepping on a tarantula.

voice: EEEEK!

/an/ runs up to the spider, picks it up, and looks at /tg/ accusingly.

/an/: You almost hurt my Biscuit!

/tg/: Uh, sorry...

/tg/ walks away, looking over the his shoulder at the crazy lady with the spider. He runs into someone. /tg/ turns his head, staring at the towering black man that he has just crossed paths with.

/sp/: What the fuck are you looking at?!

/tg/: I-I-

/sp/: Man, I will mess you up.

/fit/ walks up to /sp/.

/fit/: C'mon, /sp/. Let's leave the nice man alone. You don't want to kill the nice man, do you?

/sp/: Fuck you, /fit/. Don't talk to me like I'm a fuckin' retard.

While /sp/ is distracted, /tg/ makes a break for the door to the stairs. When he opens it, he /x/ (who was waiting on the other side) splashes him with water.

/tg/: WHAT THE HELL?!

/x/: Holy water. Standard procedure.

/tg/ starts up the stairs. /x/ pulls out a piece of paper and follows him.

/x/: (to herself) Okay, that rules out vampire and demon... (to /tg/) Do you mind if I ask you some questions?

/tg/: You're going to ask them no matter what I say, aren't you.

/x/: Yes. Can you venture into the full moon without any side effects?

/tg/: No, I'm not a goddamned werewolf.

/x/: That may be, but you should know that I'll be watching you during the next full moon.

/tg/: You do that.

/x/: Next question. What's your zombie plan?

/tg/ and /x/ reach the landing. /tg/ opens the door to his floor. /k/ is walking down the hall towards them.

/tg/: Why the hell would I have a zombie plan?

/x/ looks surprised.

/x/: Everybody has a zombie plan!

She turns to /k/.

/x/: What's your zombie plan?

/k/: I've got an underground shelter built in the backyard. You're welcome to join me and /an/ there when the time comes, if you want to. We've got enough food and supplies to last everyone here five years.

/tg/ and /x/ start walking down the hallway towards /co/'s room.

/tg/: (recognizing /k/ from the front yard) You can't ask him, he's insane! I think you probably are, too!

/tg/ stops by the door to /co/'s room.

/tg/: In fact, I think this whole place has LOST ITS FUCKING MARBLES!!

/tg/ bursts into /co/'s room.

/tg/: Hey, everyone here is nuts and I wanted to be in the presence of a normal what the hell are you doing?

/co/ is climbing into his room through the window. He is wearing his superhero outfit.

/co/: Uh...dude, can it wait a minute? I'm kinda busy.