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Ah well. I suppose when one is being chased by putrid zombies, one has little time for altruism. What could I do but throw my dear friends Binky and Buster at those gaping zombie maws? I've always thought that an undead invasion merited the every-man-for-himself doctrine.

Still, it is awful lonely in this deserted internet cafe with only the ghost of dear George Orwell to keep me company.

GEORGE ORWELL: Harrumph! I wouldn't keep you company if you were the last bratling in this smelly hole of a town--oh, bother.

I think the corpses of trendy college kids just smell this bad to spite me.

See all you survivors on the flip side.

P.S. Confused?

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[noiris.livejournal.com]

Oho, that 'end-of-the-world' guy...

And, yes, I am still confused, but it's an update! *clings*

You know, internet cafes are so much more enjoyable when someone has their headphones plugged in and is unknowingly humming to the song they're playing... and you record them with a camcorder for future blackmail purposes... NOT that I have done such a thing.

[grubby-tap.livejournal.com]

Haha. Yesterday (I'm assuming because it was Friday the 13th) you were sposed to blog like there had been a zombie uprising all over the world. Of course, I only found out about twenty minutes before midnight so I had to rush to crank out this very dry apocalypse post.

Also, if you have really done that, I applaud you for daring action.

[noiris.livejournal.com]

Buhahaha. Friday the 13th is so overrated. And was our last day of school. Haha.

And I may have. Somewhere. Sometime. I can't remember all of my evil deeds, you know. C;

[archon-mentha.livejournal.com]

I applaud your practicality. *edges away carefully* ;)

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P.S. Yours was soooooooooo much better!