Finn: hey. I'm just saying that your costume isn't going to do shit here. Take quality over looks (he thinks its a costume made of foam or smthin, don't go baserk and kill me)
Finn: simple. Random country bombed other random country. Bomb misfires and hit us in California. That bomb hit another bomb underground. Chain reaction for 5 days and the world has turned into insanes (zombies are called insanes)
THIS IS CONTINUING THE RP FOR FINN MASTER CHEOF. IF YOU ARE NOT ROLEPLAYING MASTER CHEIF DO NOT REPLY TO THIS))
finn: yea I see. Your the real deal... let's get off the streets I don't want to get robbed because your wearing futuristic gear that would sell for billions
Finn: I like your spirit. Although you do seem to have some money. If you don't want Rais's men coming for you I'd pick a new look. (Rais is a very bad guy and he will probably kill you for your money)
Finn: wtf... do I recognize you? I think I remember
seeing you in... 2011 (this is the real world Minecraft is in it, just 1000000's of zombies roaming the streets)