Fic: A Seahorse Gilt in Gold (the Dear Mrs. Robinson Remix) [The Social Network][MASTERPOST]
Title: A Seahorse Gilt in Gold (the Dear Mrs. Robinson Remix)
Fandom: The Social Network
Pairings/Characters: Mark/Eduardo, some OCs
Summary: The first reported fatal case is in May, and within two months, Eduardo learns how to shoot people in the face.
Word Count: 25, 470
Notes: A remix of moogle62's thesocialbbang, the time is come when the day is done, which is all ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE and FEELINGS. Do you want to know how many incredibly unsubtle e-mails I sent her asking for her opinion on remixes? A LOT, OKAY. The secret is out: our entire friendship thusfar was all a ploy to get her to like me so that she wouldn't kill me when I did something HORRIBLE to her universe. /weeps quietly in a corner
This is a remix. You should probably read the original before you read this; it's not strictly necessary, but come on, you guys, it's Moog. I'm judging you if you haven't read it already.
Warnings: Angst and zombie gore and character death on a mass global scale.
A Seahorse Gilt in Gold
(the Dear Mrs. Robinson Remix)
Singapore is the second-most densely populated country in the world, with people stacked on top of people in apartments like squares in a Rubix cube, and it's the last megalopolis to remain standing when the epidemic hits.
Part one: Singapore
Part two: Florida
Part three: Mark
[read in one part @ AO3]
EDIT: Check out this quick mixtape, created for this fic by laliandra ♥ YOU GUYYYSSS, MY FACE LOOKS LIKE THIS: :D:D:D:D
Fandom: The Social Network
Pairings/Characters: Mark/Eduardo, some OCs
Summary: The first reported fatal case is in May, and within two months, Eduardo learns how to shoot people in the face.
Word Count: 25, 470
Notes: A remix of moogle62's thesocialbbang, the time is come when the day is done, which is all ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE and FEELINGS. Do you want to know how many incredibly unsubtle e-mails I sent her asking for her opinion on remixes? A LOT, OKAY. The secret is out: our entire friendship thusfar was all a ploy to get her to like me so that she wouldn't kill me when I did something HORRIBLE to her universe. /weeps quietly in a corner
This is a remix. You should probably read the original before you read this; it's not strictly necessary, but come on, you guys, it's Moog. I'm judging you if you haven't read it already.
Warnings: Angst and zombie gore and character death on a mass global scale.
A Seahorse Gilt in Gold
(the Dear Mrs. Robinson Remix)
Singapore is the second-most densely populated country in the world, with people stacked on top of people in apartments like squares in a Rubix cube, and it's the last megalopolis to remain standing when the epidemic hits.
Part one: Singapore
Part two: Florida
Part three: Mark
[read in one part @ AO3]
EDIT: Check out this quick mixtape, created for this fic by laliandra ♥ YOU GUYYYSSS, MY FACE LOOKS LIKE THIS: :D:D:D:D