ABERRANT
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Life isn't easy when you're different from the rest. The monster carnival was considered a safe haven and support group for monsters. It was a fun place with attractions and entertainment for all to enjoy by day, and a secret refugee for those who felt outcasted by night. Things have slightly changed after the incident in 1962, but how did the carnival even become like this in the first place? Well, it starts with 6 people...
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The Government took me away from my family when I was 8 years old, they said I wasn't Zombie enough to be considered a Zombie. They had my name changed from something original, but that let's face it doesn't match anything about me, to a normal unique original name. Most zombies did have normal human like names except for me. Now, I'm a human. No one trusts me at all, I don't need a watch thing, but everyone still thinks I'll eat their brains. I sneak out at night to go to Zombie Land. Where I know I belong, but I know if anyone caught me they'd brainwash me.

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