Friday, October 30, 2009

And So It Began, Stupid School Internet

So a quick explanation. One, this post was supposed to be for yesterday, but since school internet decided that only skype and school email were worthy of actually working after 10pm last night, here we are. Secondly, Zombie tag is currently occuring the honors college, with students randomly assigned to  be human or zombie. If a zombie tags a human, they become a zombie. Zombies have 24 hours to eat a human or they die. Headbands and armbands are used to tell who is who and marshmellows can be thrown by humans to stop a zombie for 15 minutes. So, on to my actual planned entry"

Day 1

have yet to see zombie. display my headband cautiously, 'mallow at the ready. first class, nothing. second class, nothing. picked up hints on survival from cleaning ladies. no sign of panic from masses. do they not know the danger that is upon us? 'mallow clutched in hand. third class, nothing. quiet, too quiet. zombies must be plotting somthing. spent time in dorm, word on street is two sopomore zombie on prowl. must keep gaurd up. dinner could be messy...

drat! bad plan to go down sopomore hall on way to dinner. one zombie attacked from rear, one waiting at dining hall for unsuspecting humans. marshmellow aim terrible, too muddy and slow to run away. myself and others have been turned. now hunger for flesh of my former comrades. dinner quiet affair, myself and others more interested in our company that lousey dining hall food. stupid humans slip out while we returned our trays. damn. missed two humans entering dorm today, one too quick, one was unknown to be human. who was that kid anyway? being ostricised by roommates for being zombie. all are humans. living with them will be unbearable. must plot with fellow zombies to turn them....

Day 2

Feel strength waning. only have until 5:00 to eat a human or else I die. many turned since yesterday. humans have become a minority. darwinism has dictated that only the quick, stelthy ones are left. all are either never around or on cross country team. seriously? must rely on zombie-stealth because sure as hell not catching any of them. two classes pass, no humans. see one, but without bandana. wouldn't count. more humans picked off by fellow zombies. plot with them after classes so i can stay alive. less than two hours before time runs out. stake out lobby. position zombie army to chase unsuspecting humans into my clutches. stupid human roommate calls humans to report on our movements. plan fails. prowled dining hall and dorm area on lookout for humans. undeath slipping away as minutes pass. find three humans at dining hall, let them think they snuck past, the loop around to other exit the cut them off, see me too quickly. get phonecall from roommate reminding me i have 20 minutes. dispair for a little. two of the humans slip away. go out and prowl again, no humans in sight...soo....weak....encounter other zombies on path, all full of undead strength. they pity me and give me info on human movements. nothing feasable to get. accompany them to dinner where i will spend my last few undead minutes plotting with others to turn roommates. may no longer be zombie, but will make very valuable spy....

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