Hello? Hello...

Hello? Hello...

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Standing next to a stone wall and an apartment building Ranboo was worried, terrified even, I mean he would obviously be because he was being chased by a hoard of zombies. He picks up his communicator to talk to GL, his group. He was heavily breathing and fumbling with his com. "Hello GenLoss, this is Endwalker," Ranboo said into his com using his code name, you never know, the zombie apocalypse was impossible but here we are. This calmed his nerves just a little because it's like he's talking to his friends and not in immediate danger, which he was. "i'm at-" Ranboo looked around for a street sign, "Bsoisos Street, in district Snowchester I need back up on the supply run." Ranboo takes a look at the hoard while he waits for feedback, the zombies are coming closer to him, the feedback doesn't arrive so he tries talking into the com to at least to calm his nerves. "Hello?" Ranboo tries again and the only sound that is heard is the growling sounds of decaying, or broken vocal cords making the notice of the zombies impossible to ignore and the increasing fear come back tenfold. "Hallo." a British voice calls out its sounds shaky and unused, and it feels unreal, it sounded young, like him, maybe there was a chance that there were other survivors that are the same age as him, and a growl of the undead reminds him that he is still in danger's grasp. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ TW! Gore (more things will be added!!!) this was an idea I had in around 2020-2021 so it's going to reference stuff from then! This is a beeduo fic as well as a Zombie Apocalypse fic! if there are any mistakes let me know and ill fix it. Btw Idk much about the human body cuz I wasn't taught abt it alot.(This fic most likely will be forgotten abt since I don't go on Wattpad often) the fic was inspired by the song, Hello Hello by Elton John (ft. Lady Gaga) so listen to it while reading!
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A Ranboo angst story this time! This one will be slightly different from my other stories. This will be C!Ranboo however basically it's irl? So they stream, but they look like the characters and have the same personality, but it's not in Minecraft, everything is real-life based. There will be trigger warnings, and sorry if I don't cover every one. Also to be clear, this turned out to only be light angst but there is still self harming references and eating disorder reference, possible derealization but I'm not sure. Ranboo lives alone but is going to visit Tubbo in a month or so, and he has memory loss of course. Tubbo is half goat as well as Lani and Tubbo's parents in this. This is an AU please do keep that in mind. If you have questions about this book feel free to DM me. The title artwork is by riotwasp on Twitter Real names won't be used in this as I don't want to cross anyone's boundaries, and there will only be RanbooxTubbo in this story I don't spellcheck my stuff after writing, so sorry about the grammar started- 7/20/2021 finished- 8/6/2021 He laid there, he knew he was depressed, you should've seen his arms and legs. Ranboo was meant to meet up with Tubbo within the next 2 weeks. He needed to mentally prepare and find out ways to hide his scars. He sighed grabbing one of his memory books, writing, "hide sadness from anyone but self." No one would have to worry.

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