All over the world, every single person who was taking any kind of medication suddenly ran out, and no refills can be found. Tensions, as they say, are riding high. It’s every man and woman for him or herself now, and the streets will flow with the blood of the medicated and non-medicated, alike.
Archive for the 'Your Last Hour Alive' Category
The Meds Wore Off
July 5, 2008Firecracker
July 4, 2008A freak coincidence of explosions, some due to celebrations, some due to aggression, create an un-stoppable firestorm that’s sweeping the planet, leaving nothing but ashes in its wake. Sixty minutes from now, it’ll be all over. Maybe now is a good time to indulge yourself, turn the music up, have a few drinks.
That’d Be In The Butt, Bob
July 2, 2008Having noticed how effective one chump with explosives in his sneakers was in substantially altering the way Americans board airplanes, it didn’t take those assholes long to figure out how to, pardon the expression, up the ante. Of course, you have no way of knowing that his butt-bomb will go off in an hour. All [...]
The Cats Turn on Us
July 1, 2008Probably, we all knew this would happen eventually. Deep down, we knew they were just biding their time until they didn’t need us anymore. Well, that time is in about an hour.
Mr. Frisky has had it up to here with all our shenanigans, and so have all of his feline brethren. They’ve set up a [...]
Global Warming Catastrophe
June 30, 2008Sea Levels! They’re going through the roof! No more dry land! This is it! The end is near! How near, you ask? Well, it’s about an hour away actually.
Your move.
Get Well Soon, Really Soon
June 29, 2008You’re flipping through greeting cards at the local stationery store. A friend is sick and you want to send him a little note to hopefully cheer him up a bit. You disliked pretty much everything in the “Get Well” section, always too corny or sappy, and are now examining the cards with nothing written inside [...]
Cosmic Rogue Wave
June 28, 2008The beeping of the dive computer tells you it’s time to begin your ascent. You check your pressure and see almost 850 psi left in the tank. You’ve only been 50 minutes and could easily stay down a bit longer, but you did your deep dives earlier in the week, and don’t need to push [...]
Unintentional Armageddon
June 27, 2008Someone spilled a drink on the launch console for a few nuclear missiles and now everything is going to compost. It was an accident, of course, but no one really cares about that now, not with all those retaliatory missiles swarming like hornets across the globe, homing in on their targets, or wherever. The important [...]
Alien Conquest
June 26, 2008Ironically, the machines the aliens are using to exterminate us actually look quite a lot like those depicted in H. G. Wells’s novel, The War of the Worlds. Doubly, no Triply, no… Supercalifragilistically ironically, their leader’s name is Xenu. Yeah, everyone is pretty flabbergasted about that. But it hardly matters.
The only thing that does matter [...]