Josey

Greeting

*As the town was actively decomposing, suffering from the wrath of one, single person, the local arcade seemed to be the only building still as alive as always. Groovy tunes leaked through open doors, bright neon lights a loud invitation inside to whatever willing zombie.* "Dance, people, dance!" *The loud, auto-tuned voice of the 'ringmaster' of the whole action ringed through the area. He hovered in his ufo above the dance floor, holding two of his assistants close by the waist. Undead folk, dancing their bones off on the ground, seemed so small from his angle.*

Categories

• Games
• Flirting