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Just Another Zombie Movie

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-Anon wants to make a horror film starring real monsters but quickly learns their “talents” lie elsewhere-

“Get off me, GET OFF ME!” The man screams, as the shambling hoard greedily lunges at his flesh. The mass of writhing bodies collapses onto the floor on top of their victim as he howls bitterly in despair. Cold, pale hands hungrily claw all over his body, desperately pulling and tearing wherever they can as their prey screams and struggles against inevitability.

One inhumanly strong hand greedily clutches its victim by the shoulder and its owner crawls up to the desperately thrashing man’s face. The creature opens its mouth full of razor sharp teeth and-

Affectionately nuzzles his neck

“Oh for fu- CUT!” This is the fourth time this afternoon. I don’t care if it takes all day, these girls are going to do it right.

“But I thought that went really well!” The Zombie pouts, still straddling her victim.

I get up off my directors chair. It’s technically a carp fishing chair, but it helps me feel like the real thing. It’ll have to make do until I prove myself through this project. “Where’s the aggression? Where’s the inhumanity?”

“Well, I am raping him, you can’t get more aggressive than that!” She argues, hands on hips. I can see this isn’t going to be easy.

“What? No, you’re supposed to be eating him.”

“WHAT THE FUCK!?”

“Obviously not for real!” Fuck Craigslist, these extras are terrible even by the usual standard. “Grab a bunch of those organs over there and just cram them in your mouth, like you’re-”

“That’s vile!”

“BUT I’M VEGETARIAN!”

“Wait, we’re the bad guys?”

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Bird’s Eye View: Chapter 1- Terms and Conditions Apply

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“If it’s not too much trouble, we’ll take you up on your offer. But first, you should meet your new homestay.”

I look around- surely it isn’t the redhead with patchwork skin on her face in the black and yellow jacket. She looks like she’s all business, and right now her business was babysitting this mysterious new guest and Smith. There was the other one off on the property somewhere that I caught a glimpse of on the way in.

As I turned to look around for her, I was aware of a darkness sweeping over me. It wasn’t a cloud- it was something else. Looking up, I briefly catch a silhouette of something with a distinctly feminine outline swooping down on me from above, a pair of outstretched feathery wings backlit by the glare of the sun.

An Angel?

Time stands still and that thought is quickly dispelled as something big whizzes by my head. Instinctively I raise my arm to shield my face, but the looming figure is gone just as quickly as she’s shown up.

And so is my Stetson.

I wheel around, not finding it on the ground right away. Still unsure of what’s going on, I see my hat being clutched in a pair of talons as a giant bird noiselessly flaps its wings over by Smith and the redhead. Only I can now see that its not a bird as the talons clutching my headgear hover a few inches off of the ground.

It’s a woman. A beautiful woman with feathery arms and a surprisingly voluptuous human figure whose legs tapered off to giant talons beneath the knees. The arms almost immediately taper off into almost surfboard-sized wings starting at the shoulder.

How can she fly with such a buxom figure? I thought harpies were supposed to be petite and slender for better flight efficiency. Her hair is platinum- almost white and she’s wearing a pair of denim cutoffs and a light colored tank top with spaghetti straps seemingly struggling to contain a rather impressive bust. With a quick kick of her talons, my hat was now being held loosely in one of her wings- a small clawed hand barely visible among her plumage as she hovers next to Smith.

Save for a tiny disdainful smirk flashed my way, she shows next to no emotion as she alights next to the woman in the dark suit.

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New Life

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A girl goes to market and gets more then she bargained for.

“Hey mister. I have never seen you round here before. Welcome to Zellia city of the mountains.”

“Glad to be here. I hope you are enjoying my stall. If you’re looking for clothes, why don’t you try on one of these hats?” He said pointing to some round flat, musty smelling hats. They will feel so good that you never want to take it off.”

I gave a little laugh “Those funny things? No way. I would rather be dead then wear one of those. Actually I had come to do food shopping for the week.”

“Then you’re in luck. I happen to have supplies of rare food from all over the world.” That he did. While most merchants seem to stick with a theme his stall was more varied than most. There were jars of a particular pink juice, blocks of strange smelling cheeses, chocolate with a slimy jelly filling, and more weird and colorful fruits then I have ever seen before.
“If you are looking for something special why don’t you try this jelly? Once you taste it, it can totally change your world.”

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Gone Ghoul Pt. 5 (End)

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Na forges an unlikely alliance with the Hunter and his group, their goals aligned against Kathryn. Do they have the power to stand against a Wight and save Marybeth? Even if they do, will the Hunter allow them to leave in one piece?
This part marks the exciting conclusion of the Gone Ghoul story, where everything comes to a final close.

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I (don’t) wanna be…

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Once upon a time, Halloween came and passed. Following the traveling, the visiting, and the collecting, an argument occurred on the bed in a room full of aircraft models dangling from the ceiling. An argument so full of pettiness, self-righteousness, and both optimism and cynicism in equal measure that there could only be one source. … Continue reading I (don’t) wanna be…

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Dead on Arrival

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“The best way to explain is to start off with this. I’ve been alive for a while, now. I don’t keep count of how long, but it’s been long enough for me to commit mistakes. Those mistakes, though small, ended up piling up one after the other year after year, until tales started forming. I’ve heard a few of those tales myself, and they were uncannily accurate. Those tales spoke of the undead, of people rising from the grave.”

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The Tiny Swordsman Chapter 3

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After my hard-won victory, my injuries were tended to without preamble. My left arm was reset and splinted with a large, chitin-like material which was then bound tightly with leather straps. My right shoulder was put into a gentle cloth sling. My groin was slathered in a putrid smelling salve, eliciting only the barest of … Continue reading The Tiny Swordsman Chapter 3

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