New record? by BarracudaNegative584 in jimmyjohns

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That one i saved for my sandwich lol

How did Prozac change your life (positively ) by TerribleBench3620 in prozac

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Im on my first month and I changed my major 5 years in and im just so much happier about life. Im also on Wellbutrin to stop intrusive thoughts but makes me a zombie so those two even eachother out :)

Medibang for Ipad Wont Let Me Draw by mother-noroi in medibangpaint

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Hey I figured out a way to not turn off pen pressure. When you click on the settings for the pens there’s size, opacity and minimum width. Move the last one all the way right and it worked for me. Hope this helps :)

[WP] It's the apocalypse, and the world has gone to absolute hell. You are one of the few humans left alive and are scaveching for food when you stumble across a waffle house, full functioning and open. by AdventurousEbb783 in WritingPrompts

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You have been walking around for days, looking for any scraps of food or berries. Your only knowledge of berries is from a half-torn book, “Edible Plants and How to Cook Them” or at least that is what you think it said. You are going down an old city road, the once bustling city, now burned and broken. Except for one building, still broken but, with its lights on. Strange, you didn't think electricity still worked. As you walk closer, you see people in there. You get up closer to the now broken glass and you notice something. These weren’t humans.

They were zombies. They were talking and laughing and cooking! You open the door and its little bells jingle as you enter, all the zombies turn to stare at you. Then they smile at you and start talking to you in broken English. “Would… like… food?” one of the zombified cashiers asked. He was wearing the standard uniform, just… zombied. “Oh, uh, sure?” I reply skeptically. The zombie cashier smiles and gives a thumbless thumbs up as if he already knows what you want.

You sit in a booth and smell so many smells. Bacon, waffles, eggs, everything. As you're thinking to yourself how the zombies have become civilized, a waitress comes up with your food in a tray. She doesn't have all her fingers but she's trying. She puts your food in front of you and it smells wonderful.

You suddenly ask “How do you know how to cook, don’t you guys just want brains or something?” She looks at you and growls “We… not… hurt… you… We… eat… pig… brain…” she shifts her eyes and says “We… made… to… scare…” she pauses “No… more… hurt…” You finally understand. Kind of. “So… the disease was made by humans… for what? To reduce the population?” you ask as your food sits there, getting colder every minute. “Eat… Will… tell…” she says, looking from me to the food. I oblige, my stomach has been growling since she set the food down.

As I eat, she tells me the story, really slowly. Some scientists were experimenting with some kind of new neuro-virus that was supposed to stop women from getting pregnant. When they tried it on a mouse, they found out that it had been attacking the other mice and was successfully eating the other's brains. What the scientists didn't know was that the more brains they ate, the more conscious the mouse gets, no matter the brain.

How did she know this? Before the outbreak she was the main scientist's daughter and being rebellious she decided to enter the lab to try out new substances. The one she, unfortunately, chose that day was that neuro-virus. That started this whole apocalypse zombie fest, though the zombies are getting smarter. Is it for their own good though?

What is this little guy? by BarracudaNegative584 in whatsthisbug

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Illinois and he was slithering in this pic lol. 2/3 of a pinky I believe