Ghetto Cow/Molebank

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After some tough battles and wry reconnaissance, we took over a section of Molebank and set up roadside tanning booths for pale survivors on-the-go. The population was sufficiently tan within a couple weeks. No more vitamin D deficiencies for Molebank!

Ooo, new Travel Journal!

Talk about your magical whirlwind trip to Molebank here!

May 2nd, 2007

• The Cap has pulled a 50 AP "fun run" to Molebank.--Cap'n Silly ^T/W/P/C 08:52, 2 May 2007 (BST)

May 14th, 2007

• Dr'Lector is now running to Molebank as fast as he can, which, unfortunately, isn't very fast at all* --Moctezuma 22:57, 14 May 2007 (BST)

Bringing Rats to Molebank

Talk about feth in Molebank!

May 2nd, 2007

• [Lachryma is languidly running her hand through the waters of a well-maintained pool] Today, I show up late to strike on NT place. I was busy fixing hair. Anyway, I show up, and doors are open. Dead GC people litter floor, and only brave Skitchipoo is alive. Oh, and Zombie slay3r is staggering about, looking dead. So, I stab Slayer man with needle, dump bodies outside, then I get filing cabinets and put them against door. Is hard work, so I now I relax by pool.
• [The Cap is answering nature's call in the swimming pool] So, let's get this straight. Me and Elthered sat in a smelly junkyard while you guys played in a pool and injected each other with harmful drugs? Ooops, sorry about the pool. It's my poor bladder control.

May 9th, 2007

• Ethelred killed several zeds in Cottam, caded it back up and went to sleep. He awoke to find several zeds chewing on he and his teammates; he escaped with only nine HP and is currently sleeping, praying to his personal rood that he lives through the night. In other news, West Becktown might be the manifestation of hell on earth.

May 21st, 2007

[Lachryma is laying low (literally) in an almost-empty fire station] Today I barricade three places up to VSB. Is hard work, so I now I enjoy lemonade, relax, and watch other GC people work like mad. Is lovely. Also, I dig through debris at ransacked NT place, find nothing but old Pravda magazines. Why NecroTech people read Pravda is beyond me, and is annoying at same time. I want needle!