Xenon the Zombie-Killing Machine.

Hello lovely human mortals!
Apologies in advance for typos and/or sloppy writing. I'm kind of ridiculously tired but I thought today deserved a post.

In honor of the apocalypse, my friend hosted a game of Humans vs. Zombies today. If yo've never heard of this glorious sport, the basic idea is this:
There's a mission
Humans do the mission
Original zombie tags humans
Humans turn into zombies if tagged
Zombies go to a respawn point if shot
There are also special zombies and requirements for a mission, and it lasts for hours and sometimes days.

So yeah. Pretty intense.
As soon as everyone was registered, we all tested our Nerf guns (I got mine today and, despite not having used them much due to being an only child, didn't suck too bad at it.) and divided into groups. One of the people I didn't know before today called me Zebra all day because of the hat I was wearing, and we would meet up every so often and be all "OMG u r still alive!!!!1!!!!111" Surprisingly, said hat did not cause my downfall.
The first round was supposed to involve scientists and puzzles, but ended up being "everyone try not to die." Each group had a walkie-talkie, which was supposed to be used to communicate between human groups but ended up being a game-wide noise and trolling machine. The few things I heard from ours included "Your mom's a quarantine," "Help I am on the porch out of ammo and I need help (also I am not a zombie at all)," and "BEEEP BEEP BOOP CAW CAW CAW." So we kept our volume down.
At first, we tried to protect one of the "scientists," who was putting together a puzzle, but then zombies started finding us and we all ran. Most of the remainder of the round involved sitting in the woods and running when we heard someone. We ended up being one of two surviving groups, and I think we as a whole fired about three darts.

The second round was after lunch, and its objective was to capture a zombie and keep it in the shed for ten minutes while the zombies ambushed us. Miraculously, I also survived that without needing to shoot anyone. The rest of that round involved running around a lot and me being the last girl alive. Granted, boys were the majority, but still.

The third round was something about moving a trash can along a path lined with respawn points. It involved hiding and running a lot, and I ended up zombified because my group started running and I am awful at running. Two zombies cornered me, I shot them both, there was a respawn right next to me, I surrendered and joined the other side. Then we all sat around and then started over because it got boring.

The last round was by far the most fun. The objective was to survive, and my friend and I started the round sitting in the woods not caring enough to play. We watched the zombies running around in front of us, but it took forever for them to find us. When they did, they chased us with a Hydra (several zombies connected by a rope that are invincible unless you hit the center one) and we ran to the thickest woods we could find just to spite them. After a few minutes of uneventful walking, we found a gully and decided to hide there. Soon afterwards, a group of zombies walked by and did not even notice us at all, and then a rabbit ran out of the gully right after they passed.
We were so stealthy that we did not even disturb a friggin' rabbit.
Later, the zombies came back and surrounded the gully because they saw two of us and then another guy ran out to distract them. They surrounded us and I was pretty much ready to become a zombie, but then I shot one of them and my friend charged out of his hiding place (which they hadn't seen yet) and they all left to make a Hydra, so we ran. We made it to a creek before they caught up and one of my friends fell and got tagged (leaving me as the last girl again), and we ran some more and some of my group members took out a Hydra by shooting it a lot and then we walked around and found some people who had been separated and then we walked some more and then we were the last humans so we claimed our victory.

And then everyone went home and I had to ride with my friend because my parents thought it would last several hours longer and didn't pick up the phone.

And so ends the story of my thrilling adventure fighting and being zombies. You should choose me as your apocalypse buddy.

Ghggggggrawwwh.
-Xenon

Happy apocalypse day, everyone!

Heh heh. I'm not dead.
Tumblr is being pretty funny about all this, particularly the Homestuck and Doctor Who fandoms (I have only seen two episodes of Doctor Who, but thanks to Tumblr I more or less understand a good portion of the jokes). So yeah, this was either an erased Sburb session or the Doctor saved us all. Maybe both.
Both would be pretty frigglesticks amazing.
So anyway, today I was
Wait I heard something outside

Are they
Is someone in the house
I think someone's here
Oh no
They're here


SEND HELP

Jack and his shenanigans.

So hey, human mortals. Sup.

It's break! Finals are done! SANTA HIEI! Also apocalypse.

On a note relevant to the title and somewhat less awesome, my noble steed, Jack, is confined to his stall with a bandaged leg because he ran into a tree branch lying on the ground. When I went to the barn on Tuesday after finishing my last exam (my finals week was split up for some reason), I found him standing in the pasture, not putting weight on his leg. Leading him to the barn was difficult, since he was extremely hesitant to step on it, though that got a little better as he walked. My riding teacher looked at him and found three puncture wounds on his fetlock (last joint before his hoof). I spent the day hosing his leg, and my riding teacher cleaned and bandaged it and left him in a stall all afternoon before moving him to his normal barn.

With all of this, I will just say that I was not expecting him to be fine the next day.
But he pretty much was.
Apparently, he was extremely upset yesterday morning when everyone got to go into the pasture but him. When I came to visit him after my lesson (the horse's name was Junior and he was bouncy and I will apparently be riding him more now), he was pacing around his stall like normal. I got to walk him around the barn, and he might have shown signs of favoring his leg once or twice, if that. When I got back into the barn, he attempted to steal the entire jar of peppermints and then tried to follow my riding teacher into the tack room. He really didn't want to go back into his stall, so it required someone standing ready to close the door as soon as I had led him inside, then I had to push him back so I would be able to leave without being crushed by a half-ton of frantic horse.
So I think he's alright.

That's about all I have to say on the matter. Have some pictures.
(Blogger won't let me put text between them, so the first two are Jack and the last one is from my Homestuck Sims, where everyone is acting in character.)

Farewell, dear stalkers.
-Xenon

Xenon Status Update: I am still not dead.

So hey. Sup. I keep forgetting to post on this thing because I either don't have time or forget I have this blog. Also, I'm sorry about the text walls in my past few posts, as my iPad and/or the new Blogger update seems to enjoy deleting the spaces every time I press Enter and I don't know/am too lazy to figure out how to fix that. So I'll just add spaces in an awkward manner. - --------- So hey, it's finals week! The time when an entire semester of work can be completely or partially negated by one unfortunate test! Or it is for me, at least. Woohoo, I love tests. Especially the math kind given by a teacher who is generally terrifying and teaches a frigglesticking hard class. At least that one's over. Due to my school being strange, our exams were split over half of two weeks, so I've had two days of exams and am looking forward to two more. Fun. But after, that, Christmas and Santa Hiei! (If you have no idea what Santa Hiei is supposed to mean, it's from a picture that I posted a couple of Christmases ago that was of Hiei from Yu Yu Hakusho dressed in a Santa outfit.) - ----------- So if you're wondering what I've been up to while I neglected this little bit of Internet that I claim as my own, basically it's more of the same. Anime. Manga. Barnes and Noble hates me. Homestuck (which I recommend if you are not easily confused). Drawing (posting pictures is hard, so I might do it another day, but in the meantime I post most of my drawings on Instagram @horseysaiyan). Eating. Attempting to write a book even though realistic characters are hard. Not being good for anything. Riding Jack, my super awesome and slightly devious (understatement) steed. Playing my trombone and burrutone (my preferred misspelling of 'baritone'). Taking pictures of my pets. And occasionally sleeping. So that's my boring life. - ------------My cousins and I made up a song. Here, listen to it in your mind while I supply the lyrics. --Dashing through the hood / in my super pimp-mobile / this would be real good / if I stole some wheels / I got up in the sto' / I had him at gunpoint / It was Home Depot / And then I smoked a joint / I got out with the wheels / And put them on my car / And then I made some deals / And then I balled real hard / Oh, YOLO swag, YOLO swag, YOLO swag all day / YOLO swag, YOLO swag, YOLO swag, hooray. --------- Sung as ironically as possible, since we are good citizens and do not steal, smoke joints, hold innocent people at gunpoint, or say "YOLO" or "swag." Please do not take this as an example for how to live your life, or at least do not tell the police that Xenon said it was okay. I don't like facing consequences for my non-actions. - --------- Okay bros. That's pretty much all I can think of to write. If you want, go check out my little (now medium-sized) cousin's new blog, Life and Things 101. I'm sure she'd appreciate it. -- - 1873:92873)20274);39;)3147473@()-,3$439!.9.2492488,7?3.:2&:29-',lxscoiaalsnkerjvluscious -Xenon