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[Ichabod]

I check the obituaries every day but never see anyone I know. And I know a lot of people. Hey something just occurred to me.

[Suomy Nona]

Dead heroes rise up from the murky depths of their decomposition, summonsed to lure the mortals to the Necro-ComicCon.

[Ichabod]

"I swear the moron next door has more brains than you!" said Tina. Zom-boy grinned raggedly "Noo lasst niite caawt hiim"

[Ichabod]

"Time for dinner kids. You'd better go and wash those filthy hands, Zom-boy." said Mother, "Whose were they by the way?"

[munsi]

My first wish: "More wishes."
Apparently, this broke rules.
My next wish: "More monkey's paws."
This did not go well...

[BigDumbYak]

"Wake up!
It's time to go.
You need to run."

I shake away the remnants of the dream.
I open my eyes to see the city is burning.

[Suomy Nona]

My first wish: "More wishes."
Apparently, this broke rules.
My next wish: "More monkey's paws."
This did not go well...

I’ve missed your posts... always loved your style.

[Suomy Nona]

We stood, glaring knives at each other. Defiantly I said to the biker “You’d look good in a skirt.” That’s when she hit me.

[munsi]

I’ve missed your posts... always loved your style.

Well thanks! I'm gonna try to be around more

[Suomy Nona]

The dark shade whispered that I could only count on two things this year.

I'm worried because I've already paid my taxes.

[Suomy Nona]

The flower exploded into vibrant sparks which sprinkled upon upturned faces.

They oohed as the seeds took root within.

[iwantanewsomething]

He feels no urge to howl, only to dither and doubt and qualify everything he says. Oh the horror: he's an as-it-were wolf.

[Nibeos]

I stare into the face of my architect.
I demand answers, but no reply is given.
I throw my fist in anger.
I break the mirror.

[iwantanewsomething]

Fresh corpses make bad instruments, the skin too slack to beat or bow or strum. No, there's no substitute for live music.

[Ichabod]

"Another lost sneaker?" Mother cried, "I swear Zom-boy, you'd lose your head if it wasn't... Tina! Get the duct-tape."

[Suomy Nona]

We invaded your planet.

You probably planned on using the resources.

Forgive us,
but the food and water were delicious.

[Suomy Nona]

We came from a different star.

You probably had dreamed of intergalactic flight.

Forgive us,
but you were so delicious.

[Ichabod]

Mother scolded, "Zom-boy, stop playing with your food and just eat it." The checkers game came to a sudden and noisy end.

[Ichabod]

Mother cooed, "There’s more of your father in you each day Zom-boy. Reminds me, we'll need to restock the freezer soon."

[Soon]

Shaman says the puppet will leave my hand after the weeping moon but the smell will caution forever against my curiosity