I dunno if anyone knew this but I made an escape room in my basement over the summer and had my friend Beta Test it.
And then I came across this thing.
Zombies, Sketch! Mission 8
I have no idea how I forgot what happened in this one.
Also, “it’s a trap.”
I was so sad the other day instead of listening to a new mission I just re-did the one where we look for Jack and flopped around feeling Eugene’s desperation. Where are these reviewers who say the voice acting is bad so I can murder them?
Zombies, Sketch! Mission 7
SO far behind on sketches. I’m »actually« on Mission 14. Here’s stupid Mission 7, which I hated.
Okay, this didn’t happen, but they did some things with the audio so I couldn’t overhear their conversation. For like five minutes, it was just muffled half-conversation and the echoes of my own footsteps. I wanted to creep on them, but the game doesn’t let me do that.
For some reason I think Jamie is sandy-haired and very freckly. Also he has a crown because WTF post-apocalypse England.
I made a thing. The look on his face is so bitchy.
GoT deathcount ain’t even halfway there this season.
Zombies, Sketch! Mission 6
Got lost in Queens doing this run. Worth it.
Lots of possibilities for this one. But I can’t draw robots, so:
Girl Guide with an AK. Honestly, the Girl Guides in this game are way cooler than anyone in Abel or new Canton.
Radio Abel brought me some bizarre Scooby Doo joke where they somehow messed up the phrase “meddling kids” by saying “pesky kids.” Is there a British dub of the show or something?
Zombies, Sketch! Mission 5
The ashes of Sarah Smith in a fancy urn, and meanwhile I can still hear her talking about Banana Pancakes. Also I’m now head of the runners.
Zombies, Sketch! Mission 4
I fell behind in sketches (not in missions, though) because I couldn’t figure out what to draw for this one.
While running, through
Apple Comansys headquarters, we find this completely not suspicious clipboard.
It wasn’t trivia, but it was something to do with the Simpsons. Didn’t find that mission too interesting for some reason.
Everyone is Cecil Baldwin
My roommate and I are both Wtnv live show goers who live in Brooklyn. As a bald tall skinny white guy passes by, she turns to me hesitantly.
Roomie: Do you ever … Just hallucinate seeing Cecil Baldwin.
Me: Do you ever NOT?!
In Brooklyn, everyone is Cecil. All is Cecil. Forever.
So Eugene described a drunk tattoo he got, “Shippo”, half ship, half hippo. I decided to draw it, but once again, ran out of room. Here it is:
I want to clean it up eventually. You know. Finish the sails and all that jazz.
Here’s the tattoo on Eugene:
I’m not sorry.