>>13147994Since this is the thread with any sort of writing I’ll just post this here. Was thinking of making this into a shitpost-y mini-series of this. Anyways here’s a Ollie greentext.
>The local neighborhood portal is packed with anons rushing to the other side>They clamour and bay like dogs, to odd warcry of "Dragon!" "Anubis!" "Pharaoh!" "Wight!" >Anons shine with dollars in their eyes where there should be hearts, as they fight eachother for girls of the highest prestige>A lone, cute zombie wanders through the throngs, having stumbled through the portal at some point>She's passed from man to man, only to be tossed aside again, as she clings to sources of warmth, thrown by men who don't even bother to look at what's caught the sleeve of her shirt.>Finally she falls towards you, spurred on by a particularly brutal shove>You catch her in your arms and instinctively she wraps her arms around your torso. Her big undead eyes look into yours, tears forming at the corners, brimming with hope>"Waaaarm?">"Warm.">She frowns and looks back where she came from, the hundreds of men>She clings tighter to you and buries her head in your chest, "Not warm.">You can't help but chuckle as you draw her in closer to you, "Not warm. Plebians.">She looks up at you, confused by the unfamiliar word. "Pleeebs?">You grin, "Plebs. It's a good word. Get used to it.">She grins back at you as she wiggles her hips against you slightly, the action reminiscent of a dog wagging its tail, "Pleeeebs!" 