[Rise of the Undead Army] [in person]
Dec. 3rd, 2010 02:47 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
[By morning, the manor is surrounded by a large number of snowmen.]
[Some have intentionally broken-off treebranch-arms, others are missing eyes; the faces are scribed in some semblance of jack-o-lantern malformed grimaces, and a few have pieces taken out of them here and there.]
[It's a zombie snowman horde.]
[And off across the grounds, where the camp was last week, just after sunrise, on top of a snowpile, there is a Soma, doing his best evil overlord maniacal cackle. He's actually quite good at it.]
RISE, MY MINIONS!! RISE AND FEAST ON THE LIVING!!!
[The maniacal laughter then starts breaking up into less sinister giggling as much as cackling.]