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Eldriel: Sound, Maybe well I'll explain there are four levels of zombies– -stabs any remaining zombies, when three gang up on her- Wolfe nudges...
Eldriel: -walks up with Wolfe carrying eight zombie heads- Are we too late to join the party? Red: -whistles- Go team! Even though I'm not apart...
(Later)
(Makes sense) Wolfe smells the rotten scent of zombie fesh, barks to get Arks attention
(I thought we couldn't leave for three days? :o) Red: -sits by jack- Yep Eldriel: -nods- Wolfe follows Ark
Red: Don't worry you'll get some directions soon. Wolfe runs by Ark, Eldriel: -looks from Ark to Wolfe-
Red: Geez pushy pushy, I really can't. It would be against my nature.
Red: Ah, hmm. I can't answer that.
Red: As long as we keep up I'm sure hell will find us. Eldriel: -whistles at Wolfe- Wolfe runs up to Eldriel.
Red: Hmm, really! I've always wanted to see hell! -gets excited- beautiful demons, and creatures, oh do you think I can get the blood of satan?!...
Eldriel: Rub his tummy, don't ask why and just do it. Wolfe pants slowly, his heavy body turning side to side.
Red: You know you never answered me...also a golf club won't protect you against anything out there
Eldriel: -looks up- Help?..right let's call that help. Wolfe lays on his back looking up at Ark with his tongue held out.
Eldriel: If you move he'll growl, if you twitch he'll bite, if your stiff he'll come to me. I learned the hard way.
Wolfe yawns using Ark as a pillow, growling every time he moved. Eldriel: You're his pillow? Chuckles
Wolfe moves over to Ark, sitting beside him. Eldriel: Wolfe?..
We sent judges invitations it wasn't anything personal we just thought we'd try and have five veterans judge. Ah and all shall be posted on this...
(Woah I thought we were in a building) Eldriel: -lays down- Bored..
Eldriel: -nods- Exactly
Eldriel: Who says I ever sleep?