Zombie Markiplier x tall reader || not normal

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First of all, I made this ego. He is not official, obviously..

I'm sorry if you don't think he looks good, I don't think he looks good either-, or you don't like this oneshot I just still think it's adorable.

My headcannon for Zombie Markiplier:
(Y/n) carries around a spray bottle on their belt to spray on Zork when he 'gets hungry'.

WARNINGS:
Cussing and gore
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[ Reader's POV: ]

I was sneaking around the street with a baseball bat in my hand, looking behind me each minute. Checking to see if anything was planning on a sneak attack.

Sorry, you're probably wondering what the hell is happening. The world is in the middle of a zombie apocalypse. A plane had crashed in the water supply, apparently it was carrying chemicals. Ever Sense then, everything had gone to hell so quickly...

It was rare to find anyone alive walking around anymore. But if there was, I know I would have to fight them. One day in a fight with zombies they could get bitten, and I'd have to go through that pain of having to see them turn from human to undead.

That's why I'm alone, with my wooden bat. It's been almost two weeks sense the apocalypse started. But enough with that, let's get back to me...

I was sneaking around, and I see a few zombies with their bodies torn apart on the ground. One of them is trying to crawl towards something while it's torso is gone, it's organs spilling out from the last bit of its body. It's amazing how Zombie's live through the most damaging things.

I quickly run inside a boarded up store. It was originally to hide, but I need more supplies to survive. So I guess I hid in the right spot.

I look around to see nothing but I eventually find the food isle. I grab a nearby bag and start to steal food for myself. That's when I hear something.

SMASH

I look up in shock as I drop the bag that's full of food. I quickly look around the isles. Nothing. I grab my bat, slowly walking around the abandoned store. Still nothing. But that's when I see bloody footprints on the dusty floor.

'Of course it's a a zombie..' I think to myself as I slowly follow the footprints. They lead to the backroom. I put my hand on the doorknob and slowly open the door with a slightly loud creak.

I see a bloody zombie sinking it's teeth through an old steak. When I see this, I just slowly start walking towards it with the bat in my arms. I swing my wooden weapon at the zombie, the bat slams against its head. The zombie then falls to the floor, with a huge amount of dark blood splattering from the back of its head. I drop the bat when I see the blood spit out the back of the zombies head.

"Fucking god.." I say as some of the blood is splattered on my face. I sigh as I wipe the blood off my face. No sane person wants blood on their face, especially blood that belongs to the dead. I only 'killed' the zombie because it could bite me, and then I would turn as well.

I looked at the zombie, it had purple hair a striped shirt and black pants. Probably was in prison when they got bit. Poor thing...

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