“Gimme a hand.”
Captain
Hook*
Today I went to a comic book shop where I could possibly play the
card game and some such on a regular basis, perhaps weekly. So much
fun will be had without having to go to specific tournaments. Huzzah!
Anyway onto the flash fiction!
Penguin Zombies
When the zombie plague hit Earth it didn't hit humans...it hit
penguins. It made their dead rise, and made them invincible. Try to
kill them and their body parts would rise again, or like a starfish
form into even more zombie penguins. But penguins born in the
starfish fashion couldn't be call born really, they were unholy
zombies and were often only partially built: heads were often
collapsed and and fin and feathers would be missing.
The zombie penguins waddled all over the world and spread all over.
They pecked at the living over and over till only their torn remains
scattered the ground. The mangled flesh of the victims of the zombie
penguins would then transform into more zombie penguins. With each
victim the penguins spread and spread. Every living being becoming a
zombie penguin.
Soon the Earth was filled with nothing but the squawking undead.
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