I have been called a lot of things in my long life. Well...I guess it hasn't been all that long, but people often remark about how surprised they are that I lived to adulthood.
Where was I? Ah, yeah I've been called many things. Crazy, insane, lunatic, stupid. The doctors called me a lot of things too, neurodivergent, schizophrenia, adhd...the list goes on. Not many people call me by my name, Nicky, unless it's accompanied by a swear word.
I'm usually fine with that, life was pretty great, mom was rich even though she never talked to me anymore, messing around with the cops brought spice to my life, and I'd finally found a therapist that was a challenge to drive insane.
Things were going well. I was lonely, but I had the voices in my head to keep me company! I didn't need anyone else to tolerate me.
But then the world ended, and it wasn't even my fault.
That changed everything.
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Hello all! Welcome to my...thing.
Nicky is a lovely person and we all love her, and since she's so interesting, I figured she was prime material for a collection of snippets. Mostly insanity blitzes, annoying Daniel, etc.
I won't post regularly, and what I do post will mostly be less than 1000 words, but please enjoy! :D
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Tales of Nicky
FanfictionNicky is often classified as insane. She's fine with that. But when the world ends and she suddenly has people willing to tolerate her?!? ...or are those called friends? Join Nicky in her life filled with color and spice in the middle of a zombie a...
