Sunday, July 22, 2012

Walking Dead #200

I'm going to focus some of this blog on my second passion - Walking Dead fan fiction. It's a passion of mine. Here we go.



The Walking Dead - Issue 200


Rick holds his binoculars up to his eyes and looks thru them out at the empty field across from the van he's sitting in with his daughter, Apple Cheeks.


"I don't see any of the walking dead out in that field. That may be our new home."


Just at that moment a loud BUMP is heard on the side of the van. The van rocks slightly.


"God damn it! I hope that is not a walking dead man!"


Ricks grabs his empty shotgun - he had run out of shells 3 days ago but the shotgyn had a butt - a butt will kill a walking dead if used right, and Rick knew how to use it right after years of survival in this world of walking dead.


Rick opens the side door of the van quickly. Standing before him is a figure in black - a vaguely shaped human person with a motorcycle helmet on. 


"DON'T SHOOT ME! I AM NOT A WALKING DEAD!" said the figure loudly. 


"TAKE OFF YOUR HELMEY! SLOWLY, GOD DAMMIT!!!"


The figure took off the helmet, slowly - IT'S IS A WOMAN!!!


"Now, would you mind not poiting that shotgun at me, or do you not see that I am a woman?"


Rick stops pointing the gun and steps out of the van. He stands on the outside of the van and looks at the woman.


"So, you're a woman, huh. I hope you know how to drive a van and shoot weapons. Apple Cheeks and I can't be weighed down. WE'VE SURVIVED TOO DAMNED LONG TO BE WEIGHED DOWN!"


The woman, Justine, snickers "You think you are the only god damned person who can survive in this god damn wolrd!?"


Rick looked at her and thought that he might be in love. Rick thought she was sort of pretty.


"Let's get in the van now." Rick said to her.


They got into the van and drove off into the field. "I think we should camp here in this empty field for the night. We'll be out in the open where it's safe."


"You're got to be kiddiung with me!" Said Justine, angerly. "We'll be sitting ducks out there!" We need to find shelter, like a store or an apartment building"


"Lady, I'VE SURVIDED TOO LONG OUT HERE TO HAVE SOME PERSON TELL ME HOW TO SURVIVE..." Just then Justine and Rick start to kiss passionately.


Just then a nother car pulls up out of the nearby trees. A man gets out holding a flame thrower and his friends who his a redneck man steps out of the back seat."


"Get out the van, m***hr*fuckers!" Says then man! 


BLAMS!!! Just then the man's head explodes. Out of the trees comes a man on a motorcycle carrying a shotgun.


"All right! I'm in charge now! We're going to sleep here in this fields tonight" said the man roughly.


"LOOK, I"VE BEEN SURVIVING TOO GOD DAMNED LONG TO LET YOU TELL ME WHERE I SHOULD SLEEP AT NIGHT. TOO DAM...


Just then a bullet enters Rick's eyeball area and he dies.


THE END!

Sunday, July 15, 2012