Rise Of The Guardians Is About War. About The Casualties That Amass When A World Is Locked In Anger.

Rise of the Guardians is about war. About the casualties that amass when a world is locked in anger. It’s not just a silly movie of a dead kid who´s neglectd by a giant rock in space. It’s so much deeper. So much darker. It’s raw and real regardless of its fantastical settings

This Little Girl Went As A “Spirited Away” Character For Halloween And Became A Meme

Spot the Main Character

guys i did it

Strategy and intelligence is important, and these two bois shows how important it is

Also who needs guns when you have rocks

For the prompt, maybe Grant and Shawn moving locations and getting ambushed?

Oh yes! This is going to be fun! 😆😆

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As great as their current Safehouse was. Shawn and Grant knew they couldn’t stay there forever. More infected had been coming into the area and supply runs had been becoming more dangerous because of this. So they had to move.

Grant was obviously worried. Constantly looking over his shoulder once the two had left the safehouse. He wrapped a scarf around his neck and held his pistol for dear life. Shawn decided that leaving while the snow is still falling is their best bet. It seemed to distract the dead, and they were slower in the cold.

“Don’t worry Grant. The next Safehouse shouldn’t be too far. We can make it.” Shawn could sense his friend’s uneasiness. He wished he could do something to help, but he needed to put all of his attention into getting to the next Safehouse without running into trouble.

The younger man just let out a small whimper and nodded. Too afraid to even speak for the fear of accidentally attracting something with his voice, despite Shawn speaking just a moment ago.

After a few close calls with some wandering undead, the two managed to find a short cut in an alley. They could see the Safehouse. It was behind a fenced-off gate. It looked old and loose. Shawn shook it a little. Nothing, not even a budge. Someone must’ve locked it.

“That’s not good.. okay I think we need to find another way through.” Shawn sighed. Couldn’t things just be easy for once? He guessed not. “Come on kiddo, let’s get out of this alley.”

When the older man turned around he found Grant frozen like a statue. A look of absolutely terror on his face. He was pointing a shaking finger at the entrance to the alley. There was something standing there. It was bleeding from its eyes and mouth.. and it seemed to be sniffing the air.

Oh god.

The walking corpse continued to sniff the air. Slowly going down the alleyway step by step. Shawn grabbed Grant and hid behind a dumpster. In the process Grant accidentally let out a startled yelp.

Noise. Noise. There was noise. Where was it? It had to find it. Find and eat whatever made the noise. It stepped out of the alley and started shrieking to the other infected. Calling for help to catch this food. The dead preferring to work together to catch their prey. Moans and groans began to fill the entrance to the dead-end.

‘No.. this can’t be the end. There has to be a way out of this!’ Shawn thought desperately. His eyes darting around, looking for any places they could escape through. He saw that the brick building next to him had windows. Several broken. Wait. Broken?

A rock lay at his feet. Perfect for smashing the window further. There was a chance that if they broke the window and got through it fast enough they could get away. It was risky.. very risky, and the dead would definitely hear the glass shatter, but they were running out of options.

‘I’m not going to just sit here and wait for death. I promised myself I would keep Grant safe, and that’s what I’m going to do.’ Knowing what he had to do, Shawn grabbed the rock and chucked it at the window as hard as he could. Causing Grant to gasp in shock, and the zombies to let out an alerted shriek.

“Okay let’s move! Go! Go!” Shawn shouted. Pushing Grant through the window while he tried to hold the undead off. He fired several shots into their heads, but more kept coming. Luckily he managed to escape through the window before they got any closer.

By the time the dead had began to force themselves through the window, the two men had already fled. Successfully surviving the ambush, and leaving a few screaming zombies stuck in the window. The undead that weren’t stuck went back to mindlessly shambling around. Quickly forgetting that two survivors had even come through here.

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Hey! Thanks for this prompt! It was really fun to do! Sorry if it’s not very good though. I’m just kind of tired. It’s 12:37 AM so I should probably go to bed soon. I still tried my best though! Thanks again! 😅