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Hitman - by Elobo

Rain pours, but it does not chill this this cold figure. The zombies are organized, and these are the enforcers. They were vile in life, and voracious in death. Slipping off the mortal coil only increased their hunger for crime and debauchery. Their unique... talents... pay the bills but the inability to feel pleasure drives them ever more violent.

Author	Title	Description	Date	Rank
Elobo	Yummy for my Tummy	I wait alone in my abyssal room, closed off from the rest of Nowhere's pelagic envelope. My fist... it can punch. My foot... it can kick. In essence I am the perfect punching an kicking machine. And so I wait... wait for a true contender to defeat in combat so that I may rightly wear this awesome crown. And I've eaten to stay alive for all these years of waiting. I've eaten my own ever-replicating red spheres of nutrition. I am yummy for my own tummy.	1/22/10	0.00
Elobo	You're Invited! (20th Anniversary)	You’re invited! It’s been 20 years, and whether you’re bitter, complacent, or thriving… you can still join your fellow survivors in celebration. Best buds Ultra Barbot and Super Energy have set up a very successful pub and it houses many memories of the past, and we want to create many more for the future. See you there! PS, Bring chocolate squares. -Ultra Barbot	7/26/09	0.00