Requests for a Close-Up...
Got an email for me to zoom in a little closer, cause the little samples i post are to small and they wanted to see more... I have this in the "just posted" folder I will go back to find more of the originals soon. If you have any you would like to see please let my know, I am ready for my close-up mr. demille!
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Zombie or Flesh Eater?
iZombie vs. Okay One More...
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Zombie or Flesh Eater?
iZombie vs. Nightmare Wrestle...
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Zombie or Flesh Eater?
iZombie vs. Tristan...
Stopping by with the hopes of some good luck, by hugging a zombie is a false and wrong thing to do... These kids today what to do the wackiest things and this is about the silliest thing yet, I was walking the zombie in the park the other day and Tristan and his fiancé asked if they could hug up the zombie, cause they heard well you know... They looked so in love and I thought what the hell, oh I remember when Mrs Z and I...
So one hug, one slip up... one bite.... ahhhh sweet love.
So one hug, one slip up... one bite.... ahhhh sweet love.
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iZombie vs Thinking about Spring...
Hey everyone, have a great weekend... back to the lab on monday. those winners keep sending me your photos, i will get them done!
- iZombie
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iZombie vs. Oh Not The Baby...
Okay, i did not have anything to do with Carl and his family from "http://www.ilikehorrormovies.com/" were walking around the outskirts of my land... looking for berries or apples something like a loving family might do... and i had my zombie out for a little sun. it was so quick again, my zombie is always with that dumb smile on his face. i think that is what attracts people to him... the family walked right up to pet him or something... one reach out, one scratch...
i need a better sign, the most upsetting part was the adorable little baby... i hope she is okay... then again danger is around every corner... please send my regards...
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iZombie vs. Joy Killer
Okay, today the lab was attacked by "Joy Killer"... the rumor is a truth well at least in her eyes this was just something she felt needed to be done. I heard a window in the back break, glass was on the floor... someone was in the house, worst they were still there. I will defend my house and the secrets I carry in the lab... I took action. I grab a bat, rope and a key... you all can figure out for each one was for. Swiftly I ran to the basement where he waits, with a turn of the key and click of a collar... I let him loose.
Running in the house up the stairs around the corners... Joy never knew what hit her, screams and terror was her punishment. I watched on the security camera as she fell... he was unstoppable and vicious... The screams stop, fear in her eyes... I let him be him...
Running in the house up the stairs around the corners... Joy never knew what hit her, screams and terror was her punishment. I watched on the security camera as she fell... he was unstoppable and vicious... The screams stop, fear in her eyes... I let him be him...
I ran up to where they were bat and rope in hand... I had a smile. I knew it was over for Joy. I came up to them both and whacked him with the bat and tied her up... dragging them into the basement where I have new guest... and something for my zombie to play with...
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iZombie vs. Daphne
So Daphne from "http://earthdancedaph.blogspot.com" came over to the lab, hearing all about this recent rash and outbreak. I said to her that was only rumor, that no one had been infected... she did not believe me. It must have been her twinkle in her eye, she was very sweet... so I let her into the lab. I offered a cup of tea, that it would only take me a minute to wait in the lounge... I was only gone for a second, Daphne wandered away from the safe place and down into the basement she went... where she came face to face with death... I was really only gone for a brief moment... it happened so quick... I really need better locks! Please send here my condolences...
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Pain...
She says that things will be all right, this time it will get better. This time it was just another accident and to dismiss it again. I always ask why or how soon till the next mishap, she tells me the same things. It happens because of love, a self improvement booster, it is my mistake and to promise not to follow in the footsteps of the accused. I think that there is a wrong being committed; she needs me to lay still and wait for the sun to shine. I recall something that was told to me “fear is a word and pain is a feeling”, but I’m already afraid!
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Chatterbox '96
Simple Madness...
Mrs. Johnson has been married to Brad for a wonderful twelve years, it was good since day one. They have two children, Breck and Brad Jr., who are the apple of mom’s eyes. Brad works as an executive in the factory to support his house. Mrs. Johnson cooks, cleans, and cares for Brad’s family day in and day out. She sometimes takes the family dog Brody to the vet and the children to school. She doesn’t have many friends, she really hasn’t got the time. Taking care of this family is a full time position and being ready for any obstacles. She likes to make cookies for the school’s bake sale and recycles for the future of the community. Today we still don’t know why she hung herself in the laundry room with the vacuum cord.
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Chatterbox '96
Child Proof...
Stealing in this store has doubled since the mandatory firearm’s law. Now they can’t get them unless your a cop or in the government. So the scum come here to lift the piece, until that one night back in December. He came in with the long black coat, sweating as if it were summer, looks as my life depends on it, in his eye. Asking questions so softly about the latest styles and hindering on my every move. Showing the best to offer, talking price, feeling the moment as he cased the establishment. Grabbing the piece laying on the counter raising it as if he were God. “Give me all the money or you will eat lead”, with carefully chosen words, he moved close. I pulled out the faithful weapon from under the counter, as he fired squeezing like a professional. You may have the gun pointed at my temple, but see, I sell the bullets, the barrel is empty, mine is not.
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Chatterbox '96
iZombie vs. Jen...
Night was a special one, Jen out with friends only to discover, I was just a table or two over getting myself a "grasshopper" the man's man drink. My zombie safely secure on the other side of me, doing what he does best, staring at the living. My Zombie's eyes met Jen's eyes, within minutes he wanted off the leash... Jen was startled. Seconds seem to run into minutes, I lost control and he was loose, she didn't even know what happen until... it was too late.
I really need to take better care of my zombie, Jen being the new friend... who did not survive the zombie scratch... please visit "zombiesaremagic.blogspot.com" and send her my sad regrets on my zombie's actions...
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Spider In My Head...
It started as a dream, well he thought it was a dream. It could very easily have been a nightmare. He was laying in his bed on the verge of dream entry, his eyes were focusing on a shape floating above his exhausted body. It appeared to be moving, but not very quickly, there seemed to be tiny creatures rushing back and forth on the stem of shape. Figuring that it was a figment of his internal thoughts he would let it be. Shapes started downward to the resting soul. He, still eying the unwanted crossovers, decided to play with the imagination at hand. So proceeding to reach for it discovering that what was a dream... wasn’t. As the shape unwound to become a huge unnerving pet feeding her children on something like hair of the unsuspecting victim below.
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Chatterbox '96
Monsters Under the Bed...
My dad says there are none here, but I see them. The lights exit and the night rolls in. First you here them scuffling near the closet. Then rummaging across the wood floor coming towards me slowly. I try to give them a sacrifice every time, but they reject it, they want my blood. If not mine then probably someone else, maybe mommy’s. I scream as loud as I can to ward off the evil that lurks, it seems to startle the first wave, but there are always others. I know they aren’t real, but do you really know for certain? I do believe that the savior is daddy. He always returns to the scene nightly, proceeds to turn the switch to the upright position. The creatures then seem to disappear just as quietly as they came out. I can’t forget what he tells me before returning to his chamber “go to sleep, it is only a dream, and remember don’t let the bed bugs bite”. I don’t think he understands the problem.
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Beg The Bullet...
People say I’m the life of the party, because I tell a joke or two, “lies”. They do this because they feel sorry for me they, truthfully can’t stand me. My so called friends went onto becoming lawyers, executives, or even spies. Me, I just work here trying to find my dreams, my meaning of life. We gather a couple of times and talk on the good old days when things were, you know, better. Always saying, your a great person things will improve, what the hell do they know, they have it all. Oh yeah, the support from my family that is always an award winning performance, go back, it will not work or the favorite “I’m just saying”. I have attempted to do many projects and the outcome was always quite dismal. So what is the answer? Become programmed to succeed like everyone or do I just beg the bullet?
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iZombie vs. Morgan...
Okay in the last several weeks I met the coolest lady friend and discovered her blog "http://thekidinthehall.blogspot.com/" where it is all retro and that isn't even the correct term... she has a pulse on past, and I return her kindness by letting her walk my zombie... you all know what happened next... You guessed it. A struggle where Morgan didn't survive, so she is going to be mad... I whacked my zombie on it's nose.
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iZombie vs. Rhonny Reaper
Rhonny Reaper stopped by the lab today to tell my zombie a story about pig eyes living in the attic, kind of a ghost story... It spooked my zombie, one thing lead to another... I heard a scream. Poor Rhonny, I should have never left her alone... I feel really bad now... my zombie has been sent to his room, no supper for him... he all ready taken a bite. lol
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Zombie Madness Players...
First off, thanks to all who took the time to enter and I said I was going to pick two winners, and like John Matrix said to Sully, " Sully remember how I said I would kill you last... I Lied".
Everyone Wins, Everyone Wins! I planned on turning the first 15 people into iZombies... and there were 13, maybe 14 based on one person entered twice...
I will be sending out an email that I have emails for and the rest from their blogs/forums...
So now it's up to you the winners to find a photo to be changed, look around here and see what I have done with the others. If you have any questions, please let me know...
Winners Are:
INFECTED - Rhonny Reaper - http://dollarbinhorror.blogspot.com/
Amy - follower
INFECTED - Tristan - follower
INFECTED - Komrad Joy Killer - wickedzombies.com
Chante - http://zombiescantlove.blogspot.com
INFECTED - Nicole Raymond - http://gruesomedetails.wordpress.com/
Zombie Mom - http://poeticzombie.blogspot.com/
INFECTED - Carl Manes - http://www.ilikehorrormovies.com
INFECTED - Daphne - http://earthdancedaph.blogspot.com
Derek M. Koch - Mail Order Zombie (http://www.mailorderzombie.com)
INFECTED - Jen - zombiesaremagic.blogspot.com
Zombie Zady - http://zombiezady.blogspot.com
Jonny Metro - http://midnitemedia.blogspot.com
INFECTED - Morgan - http://thekidinthehall.blogspot.com/
Everyone Wins, Everyone Wins! I planned on turning the first 15 people into iZombies... and there were 13, maybe 14 based on one person entered twice...
I will be sending out an email that I have emails for and the rest from their blogs/forums...
So now it's up to you the winners to find a photo to be changed, look around here and see what I have done with the others. If you have any questions, please let me know...
Winners Are:
INFECTED - Rhonny Reaper - http://dollarbinhorror.blogspot.com/
Amy - follower
INFECTED - Tristan - follower
INFECTED - Komrad Joy Killer - wickedzombies.com
Chante - http://zombiescantlove.blogspot.com
INFECTED - Nicole Raymond - http://gruesomedetails.wordpress.com/
Zombie Mom - http://poeticzombie.blogspot.com/
INFECTED - Carl Manes - http://www.ilikehorrormovies.com
INFECTED - Daphne - http://earthdancedaph.blogspot.com
Derek M. Koch - Mail Order Zombie (http://www.mailorderzombie.com)
INFECTED - Jen - zombiesaremagic.blogspot.com
Zombie Zady - http://zombiezady.blogspot.com
Jonny Metro - http://midnitemedia.blogspot.com
INFECTED - Morgan - http://thekidinthehall.blogspot.com/
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iZombie vs. Taxes...
the government is looking for iZombie, i claimed my zombie as a dependent which i have had for about two years now. since he was reanimated around that time, i feel that was when he was born... now the government doesn't look at it that way claiming he is in forties, i hired a attorney with the hint of fraud and cheating out the government. and this guy, knows how to get the job done...
truth be told, filling late this year... but i say this every year...
on friday, the winners will be announced...
truth be told, filling late this year... but i say this every year...
on friday, the winners will be announced...
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