The war chest is proverbially just over half full. The winds of war rush about us. Our campaign gains momentum with every dirty, soot-engraved Queen’s head we get. #ELE #ExtinctionLevelEvent comes.
Greetings from the killing floor. Black Box will be a little gift on its way to you just in time for the festive season, and we have a shiny new poster for the short promo. Take a look:
“Now man’s last words will be survived by his flesh”
#SurvivalistheEnd #LazarusRisingBlackBox @lazarus_rising
Quick question, where do you think our brand of zombies will fall:
Interesting how the aggressiveness of ‘infection’ is not necessarily based on by the speed at which they travel, but by sheer numbers. So the zombie apocalypse‘s idea of fear is not necessarily becoming one in the instance of a bite or exposure, but knowing something so aggressive and incurable will eventually get them. That the treat is forever present and forever growing.
Impending doom and destruction, our fear of our own mortality personified by a horde. That no matter how much cardio you do, or how well you aim a P99, in the end death gets ya.