Friday, November 21, 2014

If I were to choose a personal assistant for a week, I would choose Leonardo Da Vinci. I would have him teach me as much as he could in the time I had him. I would learn about his studies in engineering, art, niology, and soforth. I would also have him deciferhis notebooks for me so I could continue to learn from him and his work even after he was gone. I would also ask him questions about what it was like to grow up during the ren ai ssance. During my time with Da Vinci. I would use him not as a sevabt, but as a teacher. I would hope to be able to learn anything and everything about his work while and after he was with me.

Sunday, November 16, 2014

If I were to design a magical smartphone, these are the apps I would include. The phone would be able to shoot fire and lightening. I would have apps to turn me invisible and to conjure weapons. The phone would also be able to summon creatures from other dimensions or plains of existence. It would enable me to teleport and interdimensionally  travel. I would basically include an app for as many spells that I could think of that are present in D&D, Skyrim, Magic The Gathering, and so-forth.

Saturday, November 8, 2014

Months after the outbreak it seemed that everything had gone back to normal. Minimal damaged was caused by the outbreak and few people were actually transformed into zombies. There were, however, a few casualties. Some people even tried to keep their zombified loved ones as "pets", believing that they were still human in some way. One man, notorious for harboring his undead son, frequently had disputes with his neighbors about the subject. Although the man usually kept tabs on his son, the son would sometimes escape his father's house and roam the streets. The neighbors did not like this at all. They feared for their safety and begged the man to put his son out of his misery. The father, however, did not comply. One night, the boy escaped, only to end up in the neighbors house. Seizing the opportunity, the neighbor shot the boy, but this time, when the boy died, he did not come back.