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Have Mercy | Z-Nation | WIP NP

Postby jabberwock » Sun Nov 30, 2014 8:56 am

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H a v e M e r c y
The zombie apocalypse has happened. Actually, it happened three years ago. Now a small team of misfits must transport the only known survivor of the virus to a facility in California, where his blood can be taken and an inoculation developed, perhaps even an antidote. The group both gain and lose members as they go, skipping from state to state in the hope of finally putting an end to the apocalypse. They're helped along by their eyes in the sky; Citizen Z, who constantly tracks and guides them across the country (whilst also running his own radio station, possibly the only one left). Will they manage to get to Cali? Or will they all die trying?
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Postby jabberwock » Sun Nov 30, 2014 8:56 am

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`Twas brillig,
and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
- Lewis Carroll

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