Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]

[Jokey365]

"These aren't zombies, gramps."

[Ad Bot]

[xxxxkill]

"Doesn't mean they can't hear, genius."

[Mikoyan]

"Zatknis'!" I grunt.

[Jokey365]

"Doesn't mean every little sound is going to attract them like stink on a poop wagon."

[xxxxkill]

"Shut up," I say, both translating and speaking of my own accord.

[Jokey365]

"Fine."

[Gojira]

I follow. "Hey guys, miss me? Of course you didn't."

"I was hoping you'd follow," I whisper.

[Jokey365]

"Why?" I whisper back.

[Gojira]

"Why?" I whisper back.

"Because Mr. Aroth is right. We need the manpower, and we can't just dispose of you without killing you."

[Jokey365]

"Without killing me? Yeah, that's great for my developing mind!"

[Gojira]

"Without killing me? Yeah, that's great for my developing mind!"

"Look, they're the oldest ones. Pay attention to what they have to say or get out."

[Jokey365]

"That's not what I meant. What I meant was, you saying they couldn't get rid of me without killing me isn't going to help me trust them."

[Gojira]

"That's not what I meant. What I meant was, you saying they couldn't get rid of me without killing me isn't going to help me trust them."

"There's nothing else I can say. Sorry if I 'hurt' your feelings. Just trust us. We're not gonna kill you unless you go insane and try to kill us. Okay? Good."

[Jokey365]

"No need to be an star fish about it. I'm fifteen in an apocalypse with a bunch of men in their twenties and one nearing death by the minutes, of course I'm going to have a little stress."

[Mikoyan]

I continue silently singing my song.