Cosplay Diaries
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In the midst of the Zombie Apocalypse, Cosplayers improvised this forsaken world.
Set in Pre-Apocalyptic world. Kiefer, the Cosplay Props Innovator reproduce the things in fiction into reality. With the help of Science, Engineering and Art, He can
create a limited reproduction of something that didnt actually exist in the first place. Some could help, others can take life. He didnt thought he could actually use it until his friends called that the undead finally took their turn in claiming the over world.
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This is my first time doing a story here in Wattpad :)
I don't expect it to go boom but if someone did come and read this story of mine
I really appreciate your comments and suggestions bout' it :3
The style I'm employing in the conversations would be A script style.
I lack the skills to manipulate words on convos so using a script base type would help me save time in thinking for such XD
I hope this technicality won't spoil much though.
Also, I'm trying to add some art since I can draw I guess its not bad to maximize the use of wattpad XD
----April 10 2017----
Will start writing again after 4 years
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