I’ve recently been reading Semiosis, which is in part about surviving with low resources, as one would presumably be doing in any apocalypse. It’s a series of short stories. There’s one story specifically about the loss of a member of the community who isn’t well liked, but who provides art and a sense of history.

He’s the second to be found murdered. (That’s not a spoiler, it’s literally the premise of the story.)

Yes, that was my point?

TIL; thank you for the edification. I don’t enjoy much of his content, so I was out of date.

Does he used AI? I was unaware.

You could just hire William Osman.

Kudos to their companion for not getting involved and just documenting the situation.

I am not opposed to preparing for a disaster; in fact, I think it’s wise.

Realistically speaking, if any of the apocalypses they fantasize about come to pass, I hope I die quickly. I’m not fit, I have injuries and require recurring medication, and it’s unlikely I’d be any boon to any other survivors.

I’m not in any danger of self harm today, but in a zombie apocalypse, I would be.

There’s an entire horror game about having only your phone flashlight during a power outage.

Actually, it looks like there are a few.

… For a while.

Even were it fashionable for someone like me to wear any kind of high heels, since I broke my ankle I have too much of a phobia of falling down to ever try.

Maybe it’s a sea plane? I don’t know if it counts as “landing” if you do it on the water.

If he follows you as reliably as you say, you could setup a sting operation with Animal Control wherein you lead him into a (nonviolent) ambush by them.

Not the cleftal horizon!

I suspect that it would be difficult to achieve arousal, but if I had explicit consent from my wife and the reward were substantial, it would be slightly less unpalatable.

Fortunately I’ll never have to worry about this!

I didn’t notice your username until I got to this comment, but the name indicates there’s a version of you to which the descriptor doesn’t apply … And I just can’t believe that.

Probably it just wants some grapes.

I’ve had so many surgeries now that I’ve lost count. I obviously don’t know what happens when I’m all the way under, but I do know that when I’m on the sedatives before and after, I’m very talkative.

Not so. bloodninja is timeless.

What age are you?