Stories

Dear Friends and Family;

You might not have realized it at the time that we came into each others lives, but at the moment of us forming a lasting relationship you signed over your personage to me, Fuhrer Crow. This means, and I am only stating this as a legal disclaimer to avoid any nasty lawsuits in the future, that I can use your likeness in any way I decide to in order to sell out to the widely marketed mass media in exchange for the joy of monetary indulgence.

However, you should not feel as if you have been used for monetary gain as I do enjoy you in the facet in which our relationship is firmly grounded. However, since I have allotted my God like ability to create life out of nothing but imagination to Roan and his cohorts, I am unable to create characters for anything outside of the designated parameters of a world in which those previously created characters would live.

Thus stated, no I do not look at each of you as people to use in wildly uncreative and overly indulgent fanfiction. However, I do intend to use you in a Zombie story in which many of you will die. Please take no personal offense to your designated deaths as I do not wish these horrific things to happen to you in real life. I am simply indulging in a child like fantasy where the dead rise again. I am also inputting my carefully calculated rate of survival in the event of the Zombie Apocalypse for each individual, hence why many of you will die horrible and painful deaths throughout the novel which I intend to write.

Thank you all for providing me with an ample amount of diverse characters. If you have any input for ideas on this novel then you can keep them to yourselves as I do not care if you think you will survive a real Zombie Apocalypse or not.

Frankly, I think most of you really would survive if you would become more socially apathetic.

I will, however, accept situation ideas and original artwork depicting horrible deaths at the mouths of the brainless undead. Contributions will be added with full credit, and you will too be able to enjoy in the monetary indulgence of becoming a fiction writing sell out.

With kind regards (except towards you…. you know who you are e_e),

Fuhrer Crow