Yes, another one

Onward marches the con art.

Rude Awakening

This is the last one I'm gonna prepare for AX, I think. Too little time to try making any others along with all the other crap I'm planning.

ZOMBIES

Oh Jesus fucking God, I wake up at about 4, pet my cat, play some Phoenix Wright, and it's the motherfucking apocalypse?! Godfuckit, doesn't that just fucking figure, only I would sleep in on Armageddon.

Fuck... fuck... well, m-my house doesn't seem broken into, and the fact that I was able to wake up is pretty encouraging... fuck, fuck, but I don't know where the zombies are, they could be coming down the street right now - FUCK, DAD'S AT WORK, MAYBE THEY'VE

god

I don't want to die

Guys? Guys, are you okay? Please, god, answer me if you can... Please don't be...

I... I'm going to barricade the doors. Mom has a gun and I have my Highlander katana... I only pray I'm halfway competent with the sword if it comes down to that.

... I always thought, if it came down to something like this, I'd be brave... I'd go out, damn the risk, and save people, I'd go help my friends... But I guess I'm just a coward after all... god fuck, I'm crying, I don't need to be crying right now but I can't stop...

I can't believe I'm using a silly fandom icon for this post. I feel... so shallow.

PLEASE CONTACT ME




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further zombieness

Okay.

Back gate is still secure; we've barricaded it, just to be safe. Garage door is shut and blocked off. Side gate is barricaded. Rabbit's inside. Pet doors are closed, all animals are accounted for. Front door is locked and barricaded. We've retrieved all the sharp, pointy gardening implements from the back, I've got my sword down...

It's funny, how it reshuffles your priorities. I'm looking at everything in the house, and assessing its weapon potential. We're better armed than I thought.

There's saws in the garage. I think we might have to cut down the grapefruit tree; it's another possible point of entry. I never really liked it anyway.

Dad's still at work. Can't get in contact with him. He probably won't be coming home any time soon. Good thing he works in a prison... they must be able to keep the zombies at bay.

Heard screams outside earlier. They're coming.

If I don't post again...

... there's too many things I want to say. "I love you all", and "I'm sorry", will have to do. Everyone, good luck.

It's funny. I've got that damn song stuck in my head.

"It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine..."

zombies cont.

THEY BROKE THROUGH THE FUCKING WINDOW



OH GOD

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