Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26826553-20160511113835/@comment-26826553-20160516141906

//Shockwave already changed himself & made it so that he's no longer a wanted guy, right?

(The conveyor belt ends. So does the walls. It wasn't foggy. It was sunny!)

(POOF! The smoke cleared & revealed the Ghoulbuster Duo)

Carrie: GOOD MORNING CHILDREN!

Ewen: Or rather, we'll prefer to use the word "private" or "cadet/cadette"...How about kidet/kidette? Nah, just kidding.

Carrie: We all know the reason why we're here, right?

Random Peashooter: Uh...I don't.

Carrie: Well, everyone heard of the attack of soldier zombies last Friday, right?

"YES!"

Carrie: The new threats can't be killed by conventional means, be it by bombs or headshots.

Ewen: Cadets, you are the most vulnerable here. You guys are not really strong enough to take on them, & even if you are, you seem not to have enough skill or...wits...to take on them.

Carrie: Well, your parents didn't send you here just to play, cadets. This is no playtime. So, without any further ado, everyone...*sees, counts, & determines that there are 150 kids* line up, 10 across, 15 deep! Now!