Do you sometimes find that purely writing something for your project is the better medium?

Even for my scripts I like to try and write in a loose outline of prose. But I find worldbuilding can be hard to put into a short comic every month without overshadowing the story. Do any of you guys feel especially the same, or have any particular pieces you really adore for what it adds to your world? Here's mine:[What was that in Arcadia?

The church in the middle of Rable Street was surrounded with them, but it wasn't like they were trying to get inside. The whole situation is fucked. They told us not to call them zombies, but even Carroll, Martinez, and Holden call them zombies. The first week was hell and I didn't think it could get any worse until now.

I keep watching the lights in the houses next to the church. Sometimes there are people in there, and then I get to wondering if they're dead too. I can't watch another one eat their pet dog.

Arcadia, October 14th 2005

We monitored Rable Street from our grey fortification in 420 Rable. There are too many across the street to handle. I think they know we're watching them from the second story. There's this girl in a red hoodie that hasn't taken her eyes off of the house. I've observed the habitual twitching and light laughter, consistent with the age range. She's a fucjking kid and doesn't deserve this. None of us do. Carroll wanted to be dispatched but I'm glad she didn't. She's seen enough with the other doctor just learning to walk again. All of us are surprised that hacking his arm off actually did something.

I haven't gotten enough sleep. I'm just waiting to leave and I can't leave and I'm sick of watching the zombies sit by the doors. Why are they crying? That

That one zombie is National Guard out of Illinois. I understand that Chicago was hit especially hard even compared to the Midwest. Stage 5s everywhere according to FEMARS, but they haven't done much good anywhere. At least we're allowed to kill them now before they actually confirm biting activity. The brains smell like shit and I'm sick of burning my clothes once I break them in.

The heavy guys came in to try and clear the church but they got jumped on. The parasite sucks so much calcium it makes your teeth like spikes of rebar, one of the FEMARS volunteers said. But I'm not trusting them right now, they keep getting killed putting their cute tape up.

Ocober 15th

Why are they flying bandits out of the evac centers instead of us? It's fucking stupid, if I just slept forever i'd be better off. I've radioed in that I can hear them singing inside the church now. I think it'll be my sixth time and then after that I might as well blow my brains out.

That girl is looking at me and I wonder what her name was. Maybe I could give her the gun and see if she'd find her humanity to blow my brains out instead of biting me.]

---I love feedback so feel free to leave it.---Even for my scripts I like to try and write in a loose outline of prose. But I find worldbuilding can be hard to put into a short comic every month without overshadowing the story. Do any of you guys feel especially the same, or have any particular pieces you really adore for what it adds to your world? Here's mine:

[What was that in Arcadia?

The church in the middle of Rable Street was surrounded with them, but it wasn't like they were trying to get inside. The whole situation is fucked. They told us not to call them zombies, but even Carroll, Martinez, and Holden call them zombies. The first week was hell and I didn't think it could get any worse until now.

I keep watching the lights in the houses next to the church. Sometimes there are people in there, and then I get to wondering if they're dead too. I can't watch another one eat their pet dog.

Arcadia, October 14th 2005

We monitored Rable Street from our grey fortification in 420 Rable. There are too many across the street to handle. I think they know we're watching them from the second story. There's this girl in a red hoodie that hasn't taken her eyes off of the house. I've observed the habitual twitching and light laughter, consistent with the age range. She's a fucjking kid and doesn't deserve this. None of us do. Carroll wanted to be dispatched but I'm glad she didn't. She's seen enough with the other doctor just learning to walk again. All of us are surprised that hacking his arm off actually did something.

I haven't gotten enough sleep. I'm just waiting to leave and I can't leave and I'm sick of watching the zombies sit by the doors. Why are they crying? That

That one zombie is National Guard out of Illinois. I understand that Chicago was hit especially hard even compared to the Midwest. Stage 5s everywhere according to FEMARS, but they haven't done much good anywhere. At least we're allowed to kill them now before they actually confirm biting activity. The brains smell like shit and I'm sick of burning my clothes once I break them in.

The heavy guys came in to try and clear the church but they got jumped on. The parasite sucks so much calcium it makes your teeth like spikes of rebar, one of the FEMARS volunteers said. But I'm not trusting them right now, they keep getting killed putting their cute tape up.

Ocober 15th

Why are they flying bandits out of the evac centers instead of us? It's fucking stupid, if I just slept forever i'd be better off. I've radioed in that I can hear them singing inside the church now. I think it'll be my sixth time and then after that I might as well blow my brains out.

That girl is looking at me and I wonder what her name was. Maybe I could give her the gun and see if she'd find her humanity to blow my brains out instead of biting me.]

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