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What the fuck, you seem perky.

"And where were your born."

I think I'm gonna rate your comment as 'well thought out'... --because it was equally funny and stupid.

@arialc @solicitude

She accidentally hits the 'speak' button on the radio, and while they're fighting they hear some very loud snoring.

Something pinkish and bubbly was sitting in a potion at the far end of the dark dungeon's room. It had a red plus on it, and the bite mark on Aiden's leg was beginning to turn green and spread. @arialc

The animal showed no mercy, running towards him, he was ready to bite Tim's hand off.

"Well, I'm a little tired, so I'll leave you guys with.. hmm... 20 mutated Pit Bulls and one Doberman! *Yawn*" She falls asleep at her control panel after pressing a yellow button, releasing the animals and unlocking the door.

"My poor mutants falling at the hands of amateurs."

"Tsk tsk tsk.. Humans are such brutal creatures."

She begins humming 'A Few of My Favorite Things' as the radio turns off.

One of the mutants tackles Timothy to the ground, and they try to rip his flesh apart.

"Don't tell the mutants, but I think Jimmy's better than Sara." The two mutations were fast, and began swiping at Timothy. (Oh how I love my character.)

"How cute. Let in the first round, Janitoooor!" The room was small and cramped, and adding two mutated humans that wanted to eat their flesh was bad enough. "Now, do you escape.. or fight?"

"Let me put it this way: If you don't fight the big bad monsters you can either dehydrate or be mauled to death. You may even become a zombie if your dead corpse is exposed to radiation. Then your friends won't live."

"There isn't really a janitor.. jeez.. get a sense of humor, one like mine! In the chests I have different weapons and armor for all of you, I hope they're suitable. Some of my old test subjects have mutated into disturbing beasts, so I'm turning this place into a kill-or-be-killed scenario! A...

"Irah dear.. Irah dear... they're dead. They're gone." The door they came from seals shut, and blood begins leaking from it. "Eugh.. the janitor's going to have to work overtime."

"I'd make a 'pieces' joke, but I'll keep that until we hit the dynamite room." The room's atmosphere was medieval, torches lined the walls, and chests rested near a draconian door.

"Three... Two.. One! Oh, too bad. Some of my friends couldn't be saved.."

"Four."