Riding in the sand, I laughed, " hasta la vista bitches!" I then shot the dread knot with my own version of a laser gun. I've been on the run for half my life. I was a bad lab experiment gone wrong. So I was frozen, and well frozen twice. I wear a patch over my eye because I lost it to a gator fight.
But I have a lot of ink. I was born in 1997 and I don't know what year? But it's a lot in the future. So I live in my era of punk, metal, rock n roll. And I have a bit of a modern punk head style. Or mad max style meets gothic dead zombie.
Now here's the thing. I am one of the most feared fugitives in the entire galaxy. And I live on my own, I have memos of my family before I was an experiment and it keeps me from insanity with music.
But moving on, I have a huge ass scar on my neck. You wanna know why? Because a fertile rouge vampire sunk its teeth into my neck. I remember his face like a drawing I saw two minutes ago. If I see him, I will rip his heart out. Or cut off his head.
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Apocalyptic Fight
Mystery / ThrillerIt's been four bloody years since this fuckin virus came about. It's been kind of quiet, with just me, Chris, Liliana, and welp. Life so far has been quiet. Other than the first few months. Killing zombies, and it spread faster than the plague. Ther...
