The Crafting Dead Comic

The Crafting Dead Comic

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(Inspiration about the Comic) This comic is inspired by an old Youtuber named SGCBarbarian. I recommend watching his Crafting Dead series and give him a "thank you" for inspiring young to old artist / writers like me. This can be counted as a fanfic since I am using a few of SGC's character, such as: -Nick -Shark -Ghetto -AK -Red -Ross -Sky -Barney -Cory -Uni As for the rest of the characters that you are gonna see are OC's and characters that were given to me years ago, such as: -Cade (character) -Cristal (character) -Badge (character) -L.J (OC) -Turtle (OC) -Eric (OC) -Todd (OC) The characters are changed up a little with my opinion on how they act and I made Shark and AK a couple so I'm sorry if you don't like it. (Introduction) Turtle wakes up in the middle of the apocalypse and finds out the world she is in is practically vacant. She has to find a way to help people out of cities, trouble and other dangers ahead that they will never expect. Walkers are a big wall in the way, but the biggest wall is Red the cannibal. They have to learn how to survive through the worst including Mother Nature itself. Good luck surviving. (Had to start posting this since I go to school with some of my fiends and they are not able to take my sketchbook and read it so I'm posting it on here and Instagram.)
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Hey, you! Yeah, you. Listen up, dude, because I don't have much time. Actually, I have a ton of time, I just don't feel like repeating myself. South Park is infested with zombies. Yeah, you heard me right. Shuffling around, undead, want to eat you zombies. I'm stuck as some kind of leader of a tiny crew of kids. I don't know what the hell I'm doing, but everyone else seems to think I do, so I guess we're going with that. In a few days the whole town went from being kinda nuts to completely chaotic. Why do people think I'm a good leader? Why'd all the adults leave? Where's literally half of my grade, they can't all be dead, can they? Why are we not allowed to leave South Park? Do they want us die? How long can we keep on living like this? Most importantly, why couldn't I have just gone with Tweek to the stupid bathroom? Now he's M.I.A. and it's my fault. Anyway, I hope maybe you can find some pleasure in reading this. I mean, I would probably get bored, but whatever floats your boat, dude. Gotta run. Clyde's throwing another fit because someone ate his Hot Pocket (Spoiler Alert, it was me). See ya later, stranger. -Craig **NOTE: the story is not written as journal entries by Craig, I just thought it would be a fun little bit to put as the hook. Apologies if it is misleading.** **ALSO NOTE: the mature content warning is for language, and language only. Well, and I suppose gore and violence, but that depends on what you define as gore and violence**

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