Shotguns: the all-purpose cure for the interesting kind of terrible.
Don’t get me wrong. I always expected the future to be terrible.
But I thought it would it be an interesting kind of terrible.
Rogue AI hunting down the vestiges of a scattered, shotgun-weilding humanity.
Lone bands of survivors fending off zombie attacks with nothing but their wits and an excess of shotguns.
Alien invaders and… and… you know.
If it helps, I could probably find a shotgun somewhere and shoot you with it?
It’s kind of you to offer, man.
But it just wouldn’t be the same.