World War Z: EndingsThis was found in an elementary school in the outskirts of Biloxi, Mississippi written in what appears to be crayon on the wall. It is unfinished and heartbreaking. After ten years, the bones are still gnawed and evident.
Fiends of the flesh,
harboring the truer life.
On they came;
The moans begot more
The moans made sleep worse.
Caught in the moment,
There was solace in this
when they came back.
Dripping blood and gore
Making our family
Humanity ended here.
Under scores of grave-ridden nails,
the barricade fell
to the soundtrack of Hungry wails.
Worm ridden flesh
was the Law of the Land.
They come for me now,
I hear them in the halls.
Chewing on the doorjamb.
Chewing on the walls.
Hearts grow frozen
Of me there was no trace;
Of me there was no fac
WWZ: Contest LegendGreat Panic: The Great Panic is the name given to the time of mass hysteria surrounding humanity's realization of the reality facing them. Because of the level of denial that the USA was in over the nature of the zombie threat through the first winter, the public was unprepared. No large-scale warning was made, and due to the media-as-big-business culture in the United States at the time, many news outlets had treated warnings of the zombie plague as simply another disease outbreak like Ebola or SARS outbreaks of previous years: after the initial "buzz" about it wore off and due to a phony vaccine, everyone thinking it was under control, the media simply stopped reporting about it and moved on to the next big celebrity news, etc. As a result, the first that many typical middle-class suburban Americans knew of the undead threat was when zombies came crashing through their living room windows.WWZ: Contest Legend6 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Zack: One of the many nicknames adopted for zombies, mostly by the arm
World War ZIroquois Heights High SchoolWorld War Z8 years ago in Horror More Like This
[John Arbuckle lights up a q one of the post-war cigarettes named for their one-quarter tobacco content and shakes his head at the ruins of his High School, which, as the interview is conducted, is being torn down by construction crews. This site, Iroquois Heights High School, is a sentimental place for John. This is where his war started.]
So, this is it?
Yeah. Hell of a place to die, huh? If thats what you can call it, anyway.
How did Zack make it this far, anyway? Wasnt some kind of warning system in place?
Are you joking? Look around you, man. This is Shitville. I guess the school had phones, sure, but remember, the Great Panic hadnt even started yet, or we wouldnt even have been in school. It had to be the hospital just down the block, [he gestures down the road, to a hospital that is no longer there] since the ghouls, were in those toga-things they make you wear, where your ass sh
Epidemic, Case 1Chapter ZeroEpidemic, Case 16 years ago in Horror More Like This
Class of Outbreak: N/A
[Give or take several hours depending on the victim]
Hour 1: Pain and discoloration (brown-purple) of the infected area. Immediate clotting of the wound (provided the infection came from a wound).
Hour 5: Fever (99-103 degrees F), chills, slight dementia, vomiting, acute pain in the joints.
Hour 8: Numbing of extremities and infected area, increased fever (103-106 degrees F), increased dementia, loss of muscular coordination.
Hour 11: Paralysis in the lower body, overall numbness, slowed heart rate.
Hour 16: Coma.
Hour 20: Heart stoppage. Zero brain activity.
Hour 23: Reanimation.
-Page 3 of the Zombie Survival Guide, re
World War Z: Live BaitSomewhere deep within the infected zone, South AfricaWorld War Z: Live Bait6 years ago in Horror More Like This
[The woman I am about to meet was left outside the safe zone with the rest of the undesirables during the first instigation of the Redeker plan. She was among the first to gather together a small group and set up a defensible operation outside of the Safe Zone. Deemed unwanted by their government they were left as bait for the Zacks, receiving occasional support from the military to prolong their usefulness. While other parts of the country remain relatively Zack free, this area is still highly infested.
This is one of the few groups that survived being 'live bait' for the government. Though such a term implies a willing participation, when in reality no choice was given to any of them.
Upon meeting her she isnt quite what I expected, tall and freckled, dressed in faded jeans and army boots, long dark hair held back by a red scarf and green eyes narrowed against the sun. She looks at once stronger and more fragile t
Z-DayThis is the story of Z-day. For those of you who dont know: It was not one day, but three it started on April 12th 2010: on the first day the dead rose, scientists suspect that there were seven thousand Zombies when it first started, then by the end of the first day there were sixteen thousand. By the second day the Military began a retalliation against the Z in the infected countries: America, China, Germany, England and Brazil. On the third day the Zombies were ahnilated to the point that the UN gave a world wide green-light, though occasional Z would be found they were easily taken out by the UN in secret just like before the incident. in the following pages is my interview with eight soldiers who survived the Z-day incident.Z-Day7 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
"I sat in the bunker eyes closed hoping that it was just a bad dream." He hadnt even sat down yet and he was starting the interview for me. "Hoping waiting for someone to wake me up, thats when the call came in: 'This is HES Headquarters, come in outpost 7.' I
WWZ: Judging Books By Covers [I am at the Library of Congress in Washington D.C. The white, historic building stands towering above me, no less formidable post war than it had once been, despite the numerous pockmarks on the exterior façade created by gun shells during the battle to retake the city. Inside the main lobby though everything is clean and shiny and organized as though there had never been a war. A handful of workers are cleaning, polishing and restoring order. My own work, however, takes me further into the more remote parts of the library. Here stairs are in disrepair, railing and banisters are crumbling, windows are shattered, plants reach in through every crack, like green, skeletal fingers, dead leaves scream crisp shouts as they are crushed under my feet. It makes me wonder why someone would even bother trying to fix this place up. Its just dusty old books that no one reads anyway. It had been suggested that the woman I am trying to find has dedicated her enWWZ: Judging Books By Covers6 years ago in Horror More Like This
World War Z: Ya Ha TindaWorld War Z: Ya Ha Tinda6 years ago in Horror More Like This
Yaha Tinda, Alberta
[After the end of the war, when the majority of survivors had been gathered together by the military or their own free will, most settled down right where they found themselves. There didnt seem to be any real reason to spread back out, not when there wasnt all that much to go back to. Most people didnt want to be alone. Eric Rickman is not like most people. Hes spent his entire life here in the Rocky Mountains, first as a trail guide and now as a cowboy and occasional survival trainer. Although hes nearing his sixties, he still possesses the vitality and poise of a much younger man. He remains on his horse as we talk, keeping one eye on the cattle wandering
Zombie Survival SpeechDo you feel safe?Zombie Survival Speech6 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Do you think that the absence of wars and our faithful police force will keep you out of harm's way?
Do you think that the threat of nuclear warfare is nothing more than just a threat?
Do you sleep well after those horror movies knowing that they are not real?
Do you feel safe?
What if I told you to forget about all that? Forget about robberies, forget about rapists and forget about murderers.
Those are not the real threats.
Forget about wars, forget about nuclear holocausts and forget about that friggin' global warming!
Those are NOT the real threats!
The REAL threat is not some potential danger. The REAL threat is not something the governments can control.
The REAL threat is not driven by political interests, only by hunger.
The REAL threat never halts, it requires no rest.
The REAL threat is already out there and has been haunting the living with its festering jaws since the dawn of time.
I ask you again: Do you feel safe?
Ladies and gentlemen, I bring you the Cras
BrokenYou broke the promise today,Broken5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You promised me you wouldn't
You jumped off today.
I don't know what was going through your head.
Except for the bullet piercing your temple.
Maybe you were thinking about us,
Our first kiss
We were both so scared,
You told me to look at the stars in the sky,
To find the brightest one,
You placed your head right next to mine,
And called my name,
You turned to me and said
"I found it"
and then you kissed me.
I remember when you went out with him,
Just to pretend,
You hid under a veil,
I drove you to see him,
I just wanted you to be happy
I watched you,
Under our star.
He found us,
He didn't understand,
You explained it was nothing more than
A drunken love,
You never will know,
How much I loved you
I watched him beat you.
I tried to stop him,
You wouldn't let me.
Bruises turned to blood.
You came to me,
Crying in my arms,
I told you everything would be okay,
And you told me
in your soft v
1Standing, tall there among the carnage17 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dripping sword pointing the way to freedom
Many razor-backed beasts have fallen under that edge
The only wish to burn no more
No more Red curtains to hide the daylight;
All will fall under the Machine
Many day-tripped memories,
Another atrocity in the making
Just orders you see
Wake up in another Land
Pray for Light
And beg for sight
In pumps this life
Broken pieces from various machines
Daylight drifting across suicidal puppies
Hit another note in that Witchs chorus
Memories and scars haunt him
Time to make disciples
Time to make a change
Tenzarium Interview No:001The first question people always want to ask is how I lost my leg. No, not how.... when. In which war? That is what breaks my heart, that in my life time, in not even 70 years, have we seen so much war, so many brutal, global conflicts, that the question mark that hangs over every injury like mine, is not how, but more when and which. For the record, it was the first war; the Oil War, or OPC War or Ten Year War, whatever the current trendy buzzword for that conflict is. During the war, I knew it as the Oil War, so whatever it is called now, please excuse this old man, but to me, it will always be the Oil War.Tenzarium Interview No:0019 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
They say the Crisis began in the thirties, but I'm afraid that's an entirely "first world" perspective. In my province alone, where oil and economic power had never exactly been prevalent, the Crisis began as early as the twenties. At 17 years old, in 2118, I
Leather And Lace"Leather and Lace"Leather And Lace6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I met someone...
he has brown eyes just like yours -
Dark, fathomless, mysterious.
I knew him before I even met him.
He was just like you and yet
he was everything that you were not...
I got to know him,
a change from you and I,
He laughs at my jokes, and smiles
at my insanity.
He's kindness in the extreme.
He cries when I do,
and doesn't make fun of my sensitivity.
Is there a stronger word besides "love"
to say how I feel for him?
He's tender where you would have been unyielding...
He's strong where you would have fallen apart...
He's what you might have been to me
if we had really been in love.
Writers BlockThis blinking line,Writers Block6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's killing me!
It stares me in the face.
It's ready to go,
It's ready to write,
I'm gonna lose my mind!
I know what I want to say
But I don't know how to I say it
It's at the tips of my fingers
But then that line,
That stupid, blinking line
It stares me in the face.
If I were to choose,
Between a blank page
And this line,
I'd rather have a blank page
I'm stuck staring at you
I can't take it!
It drives me crazy!
It pulses in my eyes!
It's almost like a ticking clock!
Gah, I'm wasting time!
I do not have the patience for this
I'm going to blow this off
Congrats line, you win this round,
I'll beat you next time
Dangerous beautyInviting kissesDangerous beauty7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
luring you in
getting you close
until it's too late
Elegantly she strikes
cutting where it hurts
and escaping in the shadows
leaving only desire
for her dagger to stab again
Don't fool yourself
she is the one in control
and her heart
only belongs to herself
many have tried to conquer it
all have failed
Darkness is where she belongs
power is what she craves
anything she wants
she instantly gets
Don't bother trying
she can't be changed
she knows no boundaries
she can't be tamed
You Have Two CowsTwilight - You have a bull and a cow. They are in love. The male wants to drink the female's milk, so you sell the bull. The cow gets lonely. You bring back the male. The cow doesn't give you milk anymore, even though she's finally pregnant. You wonder if this has something to do with the wolf that keeps trying to get in.You Have Two Cows6 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Legend of Zelda: Duh-duh-duh-duh! You found two cows! Every time you play Epona's Song, they give you a bottle of milk! That's just great!
Naruto - Summoning Jutsu: Two Cows!
Harry Potter - Inspecto bos primgenius!
Bleach - Moo, Two Cows!
My Sims - You have two cows? I wish I had two cows
Super Mario Brother - 2+ Cows
Super Mario Galaxy - So far you have two cows. You only have to get one hundred eighteen more to beat the game!
Animal Crossing - You have two cows as neighbors. You sent them letters and neither of them understood what you were saying. They also took half your money in a which-hand-should-you-pick game.
Sims Animals - You have two cows. They refus
I love you this muchI love you enough to fight for you,I love you this much7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
compromise for you, and sacrifice
myself for you if need be.
Enough to miss you incredibly when we're apart,
No matter what the length of time
it's for and regardless of the diatance.
Enough to believe in our relationship to stand by it
through the wrost of times, to have faith in our
strengh as a couple, and never give up on us
Enough to spend the rest of my life with you,
be there for you when you need or want me,
and never, ever want to leave you or live without you
I love you this much.
fasterTo be fueled, to be firedfaster7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Categorical denials of sins passed
Ease back in the seat
Crank the volume
Step on the gas
A quick shift into
your 3rd gear
Balancing acts played out
Feet in the seat, face in the wind
Fall making you her bitch
All other uncomely things
unhinge at the memory
No lights and less danger
Flying further into the Future
No excuses anymore
Guilt a fleeting phantom
Hello to this and all
Its contagious, this love
Hell from above, safety in RPMs
Magical lust once again;
transformed from basic physics
Smile into Death when rapture takes hold
Breathe hard into the side mirror
Let yourself down easy
emptyshe thinksempty6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
one day the wishes will crawl all over her bed
and creep down the curls of her hair,
all the little thoughts that tumble around in her mind
maybe if she pulls petals off enough flowers
or maybe if she replays the scenes over in her head for long enough,
when she asks him why he loves her,
he'll answer with something poetic that'll make her heart race
(because it's hard to paint about something when all they do is smile and kiss your fingers)
while her paints dry on a chaotic pallet
and she stares at an empty canvas, she thinks
maybe if she goes through the whole stupid lovesmelovesmenot game
one more time, picks out the right question, he'll tell her
something that will set her cheeks on fire.</i>
staring at her ceiling, she counts the seconds until she sees his apricot eyes next
she plans it in her mind with closed eyes and steady breaths;
she'll run towards him and wrap her legs around his skinny waist
and he'll whisper in her ear that he loves her more than anythin
Rainbow socksSomewhere theres a girl in rainbow socks, sitting indian style on her bed looking down at a boy she knows she can't love.Rainbow socks6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Somewhere inside this boy a part of him is dying.
She'll write his name on plastic hearts and hang them from her ceiling in between cheap glow-in-the-dark stars.
He'll carve her name into his heart.
She promised to keep them there until he could be near her.
He promised he would move near her
The boy could only whisper "I wish you could love me..."
she could only reply "me too..." before she began to cry.
Gunners, Chapter OneApril 11, 103 PNGunners, Chapter One6 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
One day, you will find your own Wonderland."
My father often told tales of an epidemic called the 'Red Scare' and how it tore through the land, turning friends into targets, and bringing forth a new terror to the world. Countries that were once allies in the old war now had each other in their cross hairs. Spies had infiltrated the enemy's land, gathering information for their side. My father, with a flash of disappointment in his tone, told us of how the war soon turned to a standstill, and how no lives were lost, until a single press of a button unleashed Lucifer from Hell. In an instant, children who were walking home from school, mothers who were cleaning house and preparing a roast, and men who were puffing cigars while laughing their cares away managed but a confused glance to the white flash. There were those who were dubbed lunatics by their friends who had registered their loved ones to shelters deep in the earth.
To the crazy prophets, the world ended on Octo
That ChristmasThat Christmas, you gave me my first present.That Christmas8 years ago in General More Like This
That Christmas, you promised me that youll wait for me.
The young girl sat on the low stone wall that kept out unwanted animals from getting into the garden. She wrapped her furry winter coat around her small body as tight as she could as gust after gust of wind blew through her. She shook uncontrollable as the snow fell all around, freezing the world and the garden. The girl stood for a moment, coughed, and climbed over the wall. She walked through the now dead garden and wondered how long it had been since anything had grown here. She glanced up at the old abandoned house that she now made her home and imagined the large old wooden house alive and full of people and lights and warmth. She pictured a large tree with a roaring fire and many young kids running around in the excitement of Christmas as the parents hosted a fabulous party that everyone came to. She longed to be one of those excited children,
YonkersLined against the pallisades of sandbags and barbed wire, thousands stood to face this cataclysmic fate. Towards them marching an army of millions. Suits of rubber and plastic windows sealed them into a sweltering heat. Heavy guns and anti-air stood pointlessly at the ready. A shambling horde in shambles approached, zombies, the undying, the undead.Yonkers6 years ago in Horror More Like This
Roaring artillery slammed down into their ranks, massed as if to grind away at the metal. Bodies tore, earth flew, dust ripped from rock. Violent and vibrant orange and red flashed white and blue in crimson flame. Charred corpses, broken bodies, sundered limbs, marched onward, slowly.
A shower of lead slammed heavily into their frontlines, thousands fell, shredded by sprays of shot and shrapnel... a thousand rounds tore right through, leaving no damage in their wake, the sabot had been sabotaged, its use abandoned in a pointlessness. Machineguns rattled, cutting them down as they stumbled blindly forward into a sea of shots. The felled fell