NotBeatingDead's profile picture. No liquor left on the shelf. Alright it’s a hell of a feeling though. Champagne, cocaine, gasoline and Death. Just not for me. #Doomsday

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@NotBeatingDead

No liquor left on the shelf. Alright it’s a hell of a feeling though. Champagne, cocaine, gasoline and Death. Just not for me. #Doomsday

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“It’s fucking mine now. “ - Affiliated with @DoomsdayDisney - #WinnieThePooh - Pain in the ass to #Tigger - #Rp 21+


+ as I bounce closer to @BearerOfWoes .|] He could become the king and we would be his helpers! His right and left hand. He could even make me his queen! Come on Tig, let’s go on an adventure. Just like old times.


+ chick. Plus I’m sure he’ll give you a reward for bringing me. Don’t you like shiny things @BearerOfWoes ? Maybe he even has food! Or a way to rid the world of zombies. If he has a cure we can convince people to buy it or! [| Glee shining in my slightly deranged eyes +


[| Nodding to @BearerOfWoes , my eyes wandering to that poker in his hand. |] Yep, good all #ChristopherRobin he fixed all the things before or as legend has it you know? We could go look for him. Hey he might know who went and made me this weird dead, but not dead +


+ you are not. Plus @BearerOfWoes I’m sure he would reward you. I’m probably an endangered half dead thing right now.


+ what was his name? Oh that’s right #Christopher Robin I needed to find this dude and I needed him to make me undead. Looking @BearerOfWoes a plan comes to mind. |] Though, Tigger if You know anything about the wizard everyone says is a myth you could prove to me how useless +


[|Rolling my eyes as @BearerOfWoes was acting as his usual useless, self absorbed self. |] You. Are. Of. No. Use. To. Me. [| I say slowly as if speaking to a very dumb child. I needed someone who could help me, like a genie or even that wizard everyone’s been talking about +


~ or a wizard. Someone who could you know save me. Turning I see @BearerOfWoes looking like a statue. | Oh, it’s you. You’re of no help.


~ vegetarian zombie? I kept pondering as I started to hear something, it sounded like wood crackling. I knew that noise well. It had to be the fire place, was this one of those haunted houses I’d heard so much about. I had to investigate maybe it would be a witch ~


|Walking around the abandoned house I found myself wearing some probably dead chicks clothes. Hey me and that girl already had one thing in common. We where both dead. I guess I didn’t stay that way. What would you call me? A Zombie with a brain? Was I a ~


~ would do next. Finding an empty house I went in hopping to find what I needed. |


~ a walker. Now I just had to find a place to clean up and maybe some clean clothes. I wasn’t sure if I was alive or dead but I was sure I wasn’t a zombie. In no way did I crave flesh nor was I going to walk like an idiot going ‘brains’ . I was walking about wondering what I ~


~ pull myself out of the hole. Damn I needed to work out, my arms couldn’t hold me the more I tried to crawl out the more dirt fell into the hole. When I managed to pull out, I realized I was filthy and I wasn’t going to get help in this shape. Hell I looked close to a ~


~ the dirt was caking my nails. It was squishing itself under there. Logically it should hurt, but I was just focused on getting out. I must have dug for hours. I couldn’t keep track of time, by the time I reached the surface the sky was pitch black. I was alone. I tried to ~


• The light it’s going, going, damn why can’t I get to it. I don’t remember how I got here. The light flickered and disappeared. Wiggling my fingers I couldn’t breathe, something was keeping the air out. The more I tried to dig the harder it was. Digging my way up ~


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