... He wasn't going to last long, however. He'd never been briefed on the proper zombie apocalypse survival procedures, after all.
And so, should anyone else enter the mall, there was Tybalt. Tybalt the zombie, who would be waxing poetic by standing outside an office area saying, 'All I desire is to sup upon thy brains. I assure thee, t'is not an unreasonable request. I daresay I would not be so crass as to attempt to dine on thine eyes. If thou wilt be so kind as to open the door, then myself and my ilk shall enter, and proceed to eat the delicious matter found within thy skull...'
... If only it didn't come out as a low moan of "braaaaaaaains," instead.
Re: Shopping Mall - PW [Week 7]
... He wasn't going to last long, however. He'd never been briefed on the proper zombie apocalypse survival procedures, after all.
And so, should anyone else enter the mall, there was Tybalt. Tybalt the zombie, who would be waxing poetic by standing outside an office area saying, 'All I desire is to sup upon thy brains. I assure thee, t'is not an unreasonable request. I daresay I would not be so crass as to attempt to dine on thine eyes. If thou wilt be so kind as to open the door, then myself and my ilk shall enter, and proceed to eat the delicious matter found within thy skull...'
... If only it didn't come out as a low moan of "braaaaaaaains," instead.