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Beware of the Zompiks!


People always believe that zombies will eat whatever they get their hands on (juicy melons, rump, a liver, or a pair of Kidneys). Yes they are frightening… but not as frightening as the real picky zombies. They are known as Zompiks. A regular zombie would eat your internal organs without even questioning the quality, but the Zompiks would never take a whiff of those internal organs unless they are salted for weeks then sprinkled with human eye flakes. How do they salt these human internal organs? Well you have a net that is floating on top of the ocean water marinating raw meat with sea salt. Once both sides of the bloody mess have the sea salt on them, the Zompiks will use their mindless zombie slaves to pull the net in onto the shore and let the internal organs dry within the sunbeams. It’s a simple method and the zombie slaves are awarded with the left over human limbs, because the Zompiks believe the limbs are eaten by the more unintelligent zombies. Some times the Zompiks eat the humans alive because the meat gives them more energy to frolic around during the day. So if you are to be eaten by a Zompik, just know that your death is not going to be an easy one, so it would be best to be bitten by a regular zombie and join their zombie horde or hope for some miracle that all the zombies around you (500…600 I’m counting) will be struck by lightning.

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Anonymous said…
So what your saying is the zompiks are some sort of zombie-leader? If so, why hasen't humanity attempted to forge an alliance with the zompiks and destroy aliens or sea-beasts of some sorts?

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