Pioneers of the Post A: A Zombie Blogwalk Post

Once again, there is a plethora of zombie whitsits and whatsats for you to peruse.

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Pioneers of the Post Apocalypse

Nobody really knows what started it.  It all sort of built up.  The virus problem snuck itself right in when people couldn’t tell a down-and-out Ponzi schemer from a stylish hipster or a viscera encrusted virus carrier.

The Economy crumbled.  Mother Nature followed suit.  It got so you couldn’t tell when one bad weather event ended and another began.

One thing was certain.  There was not much left.  infrastructure was obliterated and government was patchy at best.  There was no defense that wasn’t civil, and it wasn’t ever that.  But Bureaucracy went on.  Bureaucracy always thrives.  Somehow.  Like the unknown, masked assailants they are.  Moving glacially slowly, but somehow always right on your ass.

And so came the Pioneers.  Just as always, people were ready to get the fuck back in gear.  Sitting around in storm-wrecked mega-domes was losing its shine.  The bathroom-stall muggers were having to turn on themselves for kicks.

Yet there was still the problem of the virus carriers.  The Medical Whiznicks had figured out a way to arrest the virus’ progress.  They still weren’t sure where it came from or how to get rid of it.

This is where the problems really began.  The Bureaucracy had to determine at what level of brain activity did someone retain their humanity.  Some early detection patients were impossible to tell from anyone else.  Some people saw that as a problem too.

Laws prevented the wholesale slaughter of the infected.  They were pushed into camps, but nobody cared to keep track of them.  They got feed from dump trucks.  It was really an efficient sort of clean up.

While people debated the issue in mahogany chairs, cracked and dusty though they were.  Drinking clean water and pondering just how the new problems of the Pioneers might be handled.

Sometimes they had to reconvene.  Every solution was not perfect.

The infected liked to move.  They didn’t take to the camps.  There weren’t enough people to stop them and, here we are, seven years down the line and there are free rangers roaming middle america.

They roam because they need the moisture.  They produce none of their own.  During certain times of year, they migrate.  That’s right.  En masse.  A bewailing, bleary-eyed herd of killers.

Now, the laws may be tricky, but one thing is certain.  A man can defend his self and his own.

And you know he damn well will.  Like many a person grown tired of the boy calling wolf year upon year, our hero has lost his fear.

He is tired of the traffic jams out of the Migration Zone.  He is tired of wasting gas money he doesn’t have to truck on out to some hell hole that isn’t home.  He’s been through two of these Migrations now already.  They seem to be getting bigger, but they are not getting any less tame.

Our hero knows the value of holding on to things.  A man’s home is his castle.  An abandoned castle is a thief’s dream.

Our hero is going to hold out.  I can imagine him now.  Waiting out the over-hyped, media-created disaster from his front porch.  He’s seen this all before.  Tempest in a teapot if he ever heard such a thing.

His adventure went a little something like this…..

THIS JUST IN!

ZOMBIE 5K RACES (7 Cities, Registration for BAL/PHI closes OCT 1)

Runners will navigate a series of 12 obstacles throughout a 5K course in an attempt to reach the finish line — all while avoiding zombies. At the end of this adventure race, you get to celebrate survival (or zombie transformation)

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14 Responses to Pioneers of the Post A: A Zombie Blogwalk Post

  1. Autumnforest says:

    How did I know you’d be creative and slightly demented. Great job! Zombie out dude!

  2. First time on your blog thanks to the Zombie Walk… Will be back soon ;-)

  3. Eric says:

    Zombie race? What, the slowest wins? LOL!

    Zombilicious!

  4. sherrysoule says:

    Fantastic post! Thanks for sharing. Zombies ROCK!! :-D
    ~Sherry

    Check Out My Books!

  5. Tim Ebicilio says:

    I love these end of the world stories. Excellent! The zombie race was pretty funny ;)

  6. Cool animation! Loved your story. Which is worse though? The zombie threat or the bureaucracy?!!!!!

  7. Katy Bennett says:

    I like your take on the zombie apocalypse, could be the start of something bigger.

    • I.M. Pangs says:

      Thanks! It could surely get bigger. Zombies are like fruit flies. First, it’s one out of the corner of your eye. Next thing you know, you’re knee deep in the things and you don’t know where the day went.

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