Sometimes Dead Wasn’t Dead Enough.’ – Sundown

My People Never Dreamed Of A World Like This. Of Having So Much Without Backbreaking, Debilitating Work. And Yet For All The Physical Improvements, People Are Still People. They’re Killing Each Other To Get More To Prove A Point Only The Killer Understands. Still Brutalizing And Torturing Each Other Over Things That In Another Hundred Years Won’t Even Matter.

Mistakes Don't Have To Define Us. They're How We Learn And Grow. They Show Us Who And What We Don't Want To Be. It's Why They're Mistakes.

What Is That Smell? (nick) (it Was Like Three-day-old Cat Vomit Mixed With Rotten Asparagus.) Duck Urine. It Keeps The Zombies From Thinking I’m Human. (mark) Yeah, Well It Keeps Me From Thinking You’re Sane. (nick)

A Clever Enemy Would Kiss My Hand, Then Stab At My Back While I Was Distracted. (stryker) A Coward’s Action. Truly. Don’t Insult Either One Of Us With Such A Suggestion. I Don’t Believe In Petty Juvenile Attacks. I Go After What I Want, And When It’s The Life Of An Enemy I Don’t Want There To Be Any Mistaking My Intention. If You’re Worth My Hatred, Then You’re Worth My Letting You Know That I’m Coming For You. (zephyra)

We All Make Mistakes, Steele. It’s What We Do Afterward That Defines Us More Than The Actual Incident That Led To The Mistake. (joe)