I Am Epic: A story of the World of Warcraft zombie invasion

The zombie apocalypse has come, and it’s pissing me off.

After a hard day of work, I made my way to a major capital city to wrap up some business, do a little bit of shopping, and of course get some well-earned rest before my evening plans.

Then the zombie infestation happened, and all my plans are dashed to hell.

The major cities are now littered with corpses. I walk through the trade district and I tread heavily over the ragged skeletons of strangers, comrades, and enemies alike. Worse, they’re not even lootable. All the NPCs appear to be dead, too. Frakking zombies! I can’t get anything done when the whole town is dead! Did no one at Blizzard anticipate these nuisances?

Among the festering corpses (thank goodness you can’t smell through the internet) are my reagent vendor, the blacksmith, and that guy who always says “HAMMERTIME!!111!!”. Maybe the Naaru really have blessed us! I poke around hoping that the respawn timer will pop out the NPCs and set this right again, but no one appears. Hello? Where is everyone? I feel like I’ve got  RobertNeville floating above my head, and wish I had Wolpertinger with me for comfort.

Read more »