SG-1. Team. Humor. Zombies. PG-13 for decomposition. S7. No Spoilers.
This was originally intended for the "Zombie Jamboree" challenge from just about a year ago. I’d written two paragraphs before zombies ate my brain, and decided to finish it after I found it while recently cleaning out my fic folder.
My Name is Earl/Shaun of the Dead ficlet that I wrote, and completely forgot to post here in all the LJ shenanigans last night. No spoilers for Earl. Post-movie for Shaun. Not one single living thing is harmed.
From HowStuffWorks.com: How Zombies Work"It happens in just about every zombie movie -- a throng of reanimated corpses lumbers toward the farmhouse, shopping mall, pub or army base where the heroes have barricaded themselves. The zombies aren't dead, but they should be. They're relentless and oblivious to pain, and they continue to attack even
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If you're thinking that your Buffyverse fic needs more zombies, I'm here to offer Eleven Hours at the End of the World. An original-character slayer takes on a zombie apocalypse. Spoils "Chosen" and "Not Fade Away".
Zombie Jamboree, 100 words. Movieverse, more or less. The basic concept behind this fic has been done before by other people; I just added zombies. Because everything is better with zombies. *g*