liv "ol' scratchy" moore. (beyondbadass) wrote in the100, @ 2015-04-29 21:57:00 |
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Hey everyone.
So, um. Since some of us are on an honesty kick around here, I thought I should probably join the party. So here goes.
I'm a zombie. The whole pale skin and white hair thing isn't just a fashion choice.
I know what you're thinking. "Ha, ha, Liv, funny joke, zombies can't talk." I know, right? It's crazy. But it's true. I went to the world's worst boat party, got scratched by this jackass and woke up in a body bag with a hankering for
Well, you know how it works. I think. Most of you, anyway? It's brains. I know, it's really gross. There is no way to make that less disgusting.
Anyway. I thought I should say something before it gets too late and everyone panics and kicks me out because I was hiding it. No one's in danger, I'm not just going to eat anyone, that's not how it works. My friend Ravi, he's been studying me to find a cure. And we're going to see if we can find an alternative here. He was my boss, in the morgue, and we don't have the, uh, supply. Here. So we really want to figure something else out before I have to go camping forever.
There you go, that's my big secret. I understand if no one wants me around now. I didn't want to be around me for months either.
KAYLEE, FELICIA, SAFFRON:
And if you guys want me to move out, just let me know.RAVI:
I think I'm gonna be sick.