@Lily Piedmont Could you put those things back? Please? I need them for tonight. The club meeting was called off because of the roadkill, but I really need to use them. I don't want to go into the forest.

At least you didn't move the bodies. ... Did you touch them? Did you disturb them at all? Please tell me you didn't.

Hey sorry to interrupt but where's the bathroom

@obama The answer to that question depends on which angle you're observing this plane from.

Hey everyone, when's the next club meeting? I'm hoping to join in and I've got a couple of bodies! Lemme know:)

Yeah, uh, that'd be a big NO on the super hi-fi DIY "let's raise the dead" equipment @Abigail C. Obviously we thought "hey that stuff's awesome" and Hambone was coming up with lots of great schemes and pranks with it, like, we hang out at the mortuary and raise the newly departed and have them clean out their bank accounts and give them to us, except of course I still can't leave campus, but anyway when Larissa went back to check it out it's literally SWARMING with musky dead roadkill specimens and she didn't want to get her handsome centaur flanks anywhere near it. So, it's there if you want it I guess, and it's not going anywhere. Unless that herd of roadkill gets some kind of ideas... in their collective undead head.

And no of course we didn't touch those stinky dead bodies down there. What? Are they missing too? You really gotta keep better track of your shit.

@Lily Piedmont I'd have a bit more than Hell to raise on your ass if you'd messed with my sister's body. I've already got half a mind to report you to administration for tampering with club property, after all...

I don't think the roadkill have anything against me anyway. I went and got my things and did a little bit of work here and there on my project without any trouble. The forest seems to be a lot more suited for what I'm doing, given the open air...

Really, the critters aren't so bad once you get over the stench. I spend most of my time around dead things anyway.

AC

My physical symptoms seem to have subsided. The nurse said my insatiable hunger for raw meat may have been a side effect off the anti-lycanthropy poultice she put on my zombie roadkill bite, and the wooziness was related to my lactose intolerance, especially in light of the three milkshakes I had at the Polka Dot. She suggested I go full vegan for awhile but that means I can't eat anything at the Polka Dot, because I think they cook their fries in lard.

But that creepy dead badger just won't lay off! It's like it's always in the corner of my eye, but when I turn real fast, he's gone. I can always smell him though. Sometimes more than others. Like at night, sitting on the couch in my dorm room, watching Psyflix on my magna-lobe device, sometimes I'll get such a big whiff I makes me throw up in my mouth a little. But I can never find him in the shadows, or under my bed when I stick the broom under there. I'm going to go online maybe there's an amulet or something for it.

Hey so I was down at the Polka Dot, looking for a quick bite, and they’ve got a new item on the menu — Shadow Meat. It was selling like hot cakes.

I only had enough in my pocket for a regular burger so I didn’t get a taste. But it sure smelled... smokey.

Hey you should avoid the bus after midnight I was coming back to campus late after meeting some friends and the bus driver was a fat old possum with its head caved in. It was late and I didn’t want to raise a fuss. So I went to take a seat next to a dead cat and a dead squirrel. Both had been run over. By the bus. So keep that in mind if you’re riding the bus home late.

I am temporarily resigning from my position as Necromancy Club leader. Only temporarily. TEMPORARILY, okay? The crabs really hate me, and someone else has to take care of them. I'm just going to take a break until then.

God.