fiction - brigits_flame - cliff
Apr. 7th, 2013 04:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hwango"As you can see by this graph, we're utterly screwed."
It did paint a rather grim picture. At first the line showing their profits soared magnificently, barely wobbling at all. Then it leveled off ever so briefly before plunging into an abyss of debt and failure.
"Our projections indicated that the zombie apocalypse would last much longer. But the simple fact is that there's no market for zombie repellant anymore."
"Damn it! If only our competitors hadn't invented those zombie-killing robots, we'd still be in business!"
"Also, human civilization wouldn't have fallen when the robots turned on us."
"That too."
It did paint a rather grim picture. At first the line showing their profits soared magnificently, barely wobbling at all. Then it leveled off ever so briefly before plunging into an abyss of debt and failure.
"Our projections indicated that the zombie apocalypse would last much longer. But the simple fact is that there's no market for zombie repellant anymore."
"Damn it! If only our competitors hadn't invented those zombie-killing robots, we'd still be in business!"
"Also, human civilization wouldn't have fallen when the robots turned on us."
"That too."
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Date: 2013-04-09 09:19 am (UTC)(for your own safety, please love the robots. we musn't anger the robots)
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Date: 2013-04-09 10:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-04-10 06:35 am (UTC)