will you rust up come the rain?
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cleolinda's latest Linkspam had a bit of a surfeit of zombie movie news. It's been catching on again, it appears - at least I know I'm not the only one awaiting World War Z with as much bated breath as Watchmen.
Now, you know what else has been catching on lately? Steampunk. Brass goggles and building steam-powered motorbikes from parts, &c. Both these trends: pretty awesome.
You can see where this is going, can't you.
August 9th. There have been reports of a curious disturbance in the slums of This Good Citie. A man, presumably the worse for wine, is said to have had a spontaneous fit of Cannibalism!! and begun taking bytes out of passers-bye at random. This occurring just outside a Notorious den of Sin, it took some time for the City Militia to respond. The man was therefore subdued by Bodyguards of the establishment, and delivered to the Guard frog-tied and foaming at the mouthe.
Of course the foremost witnesses being Ladies of the Nighte one cannot be certain as to the veracity of such tales, but this may be a Unique opportunitie to observe first hand a Case from my field of Study occurring in Civilised realms, which suggests that the Practice is not unique to the Negro peoples. This will set the Academy in a tizzy! I shall venture down to the Fifth Precinct Constabulary first thing Tomorrow morning with my Instruments of Science and make use of my contact there to gain an interview with the Subject. There is no time to waste as the Crown Prince arrives on the next Zeppelin, two evenings hence, and I cannot be less than prepared should he request a Report.
August 12th. Chaos! The City burns! Thys brief lull has been my first chance to retrieve this Journal. I shall attempt to record here the events of the past days, soe that, should we Perish, there remains a record to inform the World of what took place here.
I was let into thee Cells by young Hastings - alas, putting his name to writing can no longer do him any more harm, the poor lad. The Subject was bound hand and foot, and some unlucky guard had clearly attempted to gag him as the rag hanging haphazard about his neck was speckled with fresh blood. I placed my Instrument case at a safe distance from the man and began to examine him...
PS: WANT. This is also pretty cool. Did I mention I bought Zombies Calling today? Hee.
cleolinda's latest Linkspam had a bit of a surfeit of zombie movie news. It's been catching on again, it appears - at least I know I'm not the only one awaiting World War Z with as much bated breath as Watchmen.Now, you know what else has been catching on lately? Steampunk. Brass goggles and building steam-powered motorbikes from parts, &c. Both these trends: pretty awesome.
You can see where this is going, can't you.
August 9th. There have been reports of a curious disturbance in the slums of This Good Citie. A man, presumably the worse for wine, is said to have had a spontaneous fit of Cannibalism!! and begun taking bytes out of passers-bye at random. This occurring just outside a Notorious den of Sin, it took some time for the City Militia to respond. The man was therefore subdued by Bodyguards of the establishment, and delivered to the Guard frog-tied and foaming at the mouthe.
Of course the foremost witnesses being Ladies of the Nighte one cannot be certain as to the veracity of such tales, but this may be a Unique opportunitie to observe first hand a Case from my field of Study occurring in Civilised realms, which suggests that the Practice is not unique to the Negro peoples. This will set the Academy in a tizzy! I shall venture down to the Fifth Precinct Constabulary first thing Tomorrow morning with my Instruments of Science and make use of my contact there to gain an interview with the Subject. There is no time to waste as the Crown Prince arrives on the next Zeppelin, two evenings hence, and I cannot be less than prepared should he request a Report.
August 12th. Chaos! The City burns! Thys brief lull has been my first chance to retrieve this Journal. I shall attempt to record here the events of the past days, soe that, should we Perish, there remains a record to inform the World of what took place here.
I was let into thee Cells by young Hastings - alas, putting his name to writing can no longer do him any more harm, the poor lad. The Subject was bound hand and foot, and some unlucky guard had clearly attempted to gag him as the rag hanging haphazard about his neck was speckled with fresh blood. I placed my Instrument case at a safe distance from the man and began to examine him...
PS: WANT. This is also pretty cool. Did I mention I bought Zombies Calling today? Hee.
