"I think we should get more prepared first. Maybe we could train or something. I don't know about you, but I'm fairly certain that Hell isn't going to be a walk in the park. It is Hell, after all."
I load an arrow into my bow and launch it at a large fish near the coast.
<Yeah, right. You can shoot, but you aren't Rambo.>
I walk over to the water, the walk taking some time because of the distance. Looking in the water, my heart almost skips a beat do to the sight of the pierced fish. 'm not Rambo. Rambo isn't this lucky.>
I pick up the fish and pull the arrow out of it.
<Seriously, that was quite a lucky shot.>
"Don't worry about if you turn on us. If you do turn into a zombie, I'll kill you in one shot," I say jokingly.
<Great time to make jokes.>
"Uh...I mean...I'm gonna go make some bread," I say as I run back to the shelter.
((Insanity is moving into my mind.It doesn't mean I have to be in an insane asylum,but that I can talk with him in a form that freaks you out.
Like right now Nyan Cats Freak me out.seriously those things give me the creeps.))
<ah finally made it to the village... may as well knock on a door>
<oh a person who resembles squidward is staring at me nothing important here>
(one minute later)
<he has been staring at me for a while may as well check the blacksmith>