(It's been a while...right after saying "I'm going to post every Wednesday!" I had to put my rabbit down which obviously made me not want to write. But I'm back! and hoping to update it more and I hope you all enjoy it. Also, I've posted this on A03 if you want to check it out there, same name username Jessy_bear!)
~Ȩ̛̣͔̥̲̭̳͔̳̅̄̅̍̐̍͊̕͜͠R̡͈̞͙̤̺͓̊̃̂̆̈́͡͡R̞̈́̂͢O̗͈̰̪̔̎͒͞Ŕ͓̫̄~
"Blank?" A voice said snapping Blank out of his trance. The black-eyed man looks at the other person
"Oh shit sorry, did I zone out again?" He asks laughing lightly
"Yeah you did," the other male said laughing at Blank "You've been doing that a lot more recently, is everything okay?"
"Yeah, yeah everything's fine just been...thinking"
"About?"
"...Nothing it's not important" he smiles
"You sure? It seems to be bothering you a lot," the other puts their hand on Blank's shoulder "And you know you can always talk to me! That's what friends are for" They smile brightly, a smile that would make a person who's having the worst day of their life smile day. This is what happened as Blank's lips form into a smile
"Thanks M̨͚͇̙͓̍̏̅̑͘e͚̳̰͙̫͉̍̊̆̒͛̕m̰̤̲̪͋̉͊̇ǫ̫̭͇̜̒̄̌̌̚r͙̄y̡̧̨̡̛̠̲̪̪͈̠͓̞͂̆̊͗̀̍́̀̎̚̕͘͢ ̛̖̻͉͉̣̳͖͍͉͈̬̜̉͛̅͌̃̄̌̂͋͘͠é̲r̘̯̥̤̱̦̖̙̱̿͛̌̃̓̀̕̚͞à̰͎͍͚̓̏͞sė̱͕̫̘̫̫̣͚̀̎̒̆͋̍̅͢͟͜͟͠͡͠͠d͉̓ Ẻ͈̫̩̾̓Ř̨̯͎̼̫̈́̓̕͢͡͝Ṛ̨̡̡͉͚͇̔͑̈̄̃̍́̄ͅÖ̱̼̩̖͔̹̫͇̩̻͔̤́̾̒͊͌͑̈́̈̀̉͢͝͡͠͡ͅŖ͎͇͖̬̲͗̽̽̂̾̓ ̢̡̨̟̪̮͕̭̬͉̝̃͛̇̋͒̽̌̅̏̒̚͘͟͡ͅ"
"Of course blank!" the other looks at him.
Blank looks back at the empty face, he couldn't remember them, he wishes he could so badly, remember what they looked like or what they sounded like. But each time they spoke their voice would change, each second he looked at them their body changed. As if someone didn't want him to remember. They wanted him to forget his friend. This wasn't the only memory that was distorted and broken, with parts missing, faces blank, voices distorted, and names missing. But part of him kept fighting, trying to put a face on the figure in each of them, but each time he failed. He just wanted to know who it was. Who he seemed to have lost.
~ Blank's POV~
I look at the Tyler in front of me. If I can even call him Tyler, it wasn't Tyler, it wasn't his soul or mind. He was just being used as a puppet, being controlled by Anti, a lifeless toy to do Anti's bidding, it made him feel sick. He looks at the other two demons who were talking to each other not asking for my input, what else was new? I just look at Tyler and I can feel my heart dropping, pore Tyler, he didn't deserve this. He looked thin, malnourished like he hadn't eaten or drank in a while, but I guess Dark didn't feed him too much, didn't care if he was healthy just alive. I reach my hand up to his face holding it lightly looking into his eyes, the same color as normal but now clouded like he was dead
"What the fuck are you doing?" I hear Dark says.
I jump at his voice and remove my hand from Tyler's face looking at him
"Nothing..." I say looking away from both Dark and Tyler not wanting to see either
"You're not feeling bad for him...are you? You're not going soft...Are you?" He asks his words dripping with venom, like if I say the wrong thing I'll be bitten and die a slow painful death
No! No! I Just... wanted to see how he felt" I lie looking at Dark now scared he can see straight through my lie, he meets my eyes and I start to panic. My whole body went into panic my heart beating faster and my mind racing
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The Walking Youtubers
FanfictionMy name is Mark Edward Fischbach, used to be known as the famous Youtuber Markiplier. Now I'm a survivor of the zombie apocalypse. It happened; god knows how long ago. You would think that Zombies were enough to make our lives living hell, but nope...