>Chilling with what I consider to be family on here
>Suddenly a SWAT zombie named 'Zamboozle's half brother' makes an appearance in our safe house
>Zamboozle's half-brother was a vicious creature hell-bent on avenging his family line, and so therefore he targeted me and the loved one
>Being the valiant man I was, and knowing that the weapon i had (a trusty spade) wouldnt do jack shit on a SWAT helmet, I bravely ran the fuck away with the others and hid in my mate's (Anna's) room
>We block the door with a table and I put all my might into it.
>Suddenly we hear yelling
>"HOLY FUCK THAT WAS A ZOMBIE"
>"IS THERE A RIOT DUDE THAT WAS A ZOMBIE!"
>I groan (both OOCLY and ICLY) and keep blocking the door ICly, in order to make sure the reincarnation of Zamboozle wasn't able to break through and eat me alive.
>Somehow a Russian guy had Cheeki-Breeki'd his way past me and locked the door on his own accord OOCly, and seeing as how the door was blocked from the inside and this mate didn't own the apartment at all, I had to use my trusty spade to bash it open since he didn't understand American.
>This is when things had gone from trying to get a STALKER out of here to a raid beyond all measure of sanity
>Suddenly four men open the door. When it was blocked on my side
>"HEY IS THIS THE PORN ROOM LET US IN"
>youwut.jpg
>I yell at them OOCly that the door is blocked and to fuck off.
>They won't fuck off, they just keep saying "IT'S THE PORN ROOM LET US IN"
>Suddenly one yells "MOVE LET ME IN" and punches me, with no /me to act as his action, in an attempt to get in
>youdonefuckedupnow.jpg
>Having been challenged by this filthy peasant and my honor insulted by this rdm/mingepunch, I raise my magnificent spade over my head and bring it down on the fucker
>His body goes flying half-way across the room and lands on the ground in a rather satisfying pose
>Having now imposed rule on these peasants, one of them just says "wow you just rdm'd him"
>"Reported"
>bitch please
>PMed an admin about this silly little incident and told them my side of the story
>Including the part where I retaliated with a mighty smote of my spade, and the fact that these ruffians never once acknowlaged my LOOC messages
>They see the evidence in front of them (I was visibly damaged and they knew that ICly the door was blocked) and do quite a good job at cleaning things up
>They kick the three brutes and ban the one that so inflicted damage upon me with the message "get good"
>Sit back and laugh as I just fucking destroyed a man with a spade for punching me in an attempt to access a room used to hide from the reincarnation of a zombie
>I am Nigel Sparrow, master of the spade and trained in the art of shovelry.
