Summer 2013. I was 13 and didn't really have friends.
Then Nash — a kid I played soccer with — invited me over to play Call of Duty. He invited this other guy Vaishak too. None of us really knew each other like that. We loaded up TranZit just to see what it was about.
We didn't stop playing for three months.
Every single day that summer was the same. Wake up at 1pm. Lunch. Soccer from 4 to 8. Dinner. Then walk to Nash's house and play zombies until sunrise. Every. Single. Night. We'd hear the birds start chirping and realize we forgot to sleep again. Nobody cared. "Just one more round."
That summer turned three random kids into brothers. We didn't know it was happening. We were just trying to survive round 30. But somewhere between the 3am pizza runs and arguing about who gets the Ray Gun, something clicked. These two became the most important people in my life.
I'm 26 now. We don't live in the same city anymore. We don't play every night. But when I see Nash's name pop up on my phone, the text is always the same energy. And when the three of us are together it takes about four seconds before we're 13 again.
I've been wanting to get them something that means something. Not a poster. Not merch. Something that if they saw it on a shelf they'd feel that summer again. Couldn't find anything like that anywhere.
So I started messing around and figured out a way to turn these memories into actual sculptures. Tried the Pack-a-Punch machine and honestly almost got emotional looking at it. You tell it about a memory and it generates concept art and a 3D sculpture preview of the thing that defined that memory.
What zombies moment would you want sitting on your shelf?