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Zombis
Legacy Name: Zombis


The Custom Graveyard Telenine
Owner: Kitten

Age: 11 years, 7 months, 4 days

Born: October 9th, 2009

Adopted: 11 years, 7 months, 4 days ago (Legacy)

Adopted: October 9th, 2009 (Legacy)


Pet Spotlight Winner
March 16th, 2016

Statistics


  • Level: 107
     
  • Strength: 268
     
  • Defense: 266
     
  • Speed: 265
     
  • Health: 265
     
  • HP: 261/265
     
  • Intelligence: 1
     
  • Books Read: 1
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Unemployed


'Zombis, here boy' His voice shot into the once crystal clean room. Now drenched in bloody remains as he dug into the flesh. A high pitch whistle dragged his attention toward Gyroscope. He jerked his head backward and growled at the man, blood dripping from his jaw.

'Come on now Zombis, we have work to do'

Gyroscope was either one of two things for attempting to tame this dog, Crazy or stupid. Though he called it optimistic, this creature seemed to become more wild then tame. Zombis returned to the body and ripped at the crimson covered bones. Hunger seemed to make it the hardest for him, Gyroscope knew somewhere in the vile body, Zombis was trying, everything he could to become tame.

'You are part of the future' Gyroscope muttered as he sat down closing the door behind him. The area which the creature lived with highly secured, the only person allowed in the room was Gyroscope himself. His research on this 'puppy' was far to important for outside contact. He had a hard enough time not ripping Gyroscope to shreds.

There was once a time that Zombis was, well, alive, I guess you could call it. He was my pet, an amazing obedient dog. Came when you called, never begged, and he was my best friend....

It came alot quicker then I thought it would, being the first living creature to survive the disease, I of course, was claimed the carrier. I did not create it, and my intent wasn't to pass it on either. I thought I could make a cure before it was, before I became uncontrollable.

'Come here boy, I have something for you', I remember that giant tongue at the side of his mouth as he ran toward me, licking my face. By this time, I'd already been turning into what they now call 'QC' which appreantly stands for Queen Carrier. I'd already set up my syringe, I hope with this...I can somehow make up for what I did while I was being greedy and thinking of my life before those of the rest of the world.

'Here have a treat, Now sit' So, obedient, such a good boy he was. I heard him squeak when I injected the liquid into his veins. He'd changed faster than anything I'd ever seen. His golden white coat quickly falling off his body, his veins rising to the peaks of his skin.

He was everything I made him and more, I hoped that with the strong bond he had with me, that someone close to myself, might be able to bring him back to the tame obedient creature he once was.

Quickly he started to foam at the mouth, he became uncontrollable to the point I had to leave. He took a nice chunk out of my arm. I suppose another good thing about being 'The' carrier was nothing really stays. His wound quickly healed later.

I left him alone to wonder, little did I know him being so uncontrollable would create the uproar of infected. Soon his steps became those of many people, walking dead. Crippled flesh beings he'd use to satisfy his hunger and leave to die. As time went by they learned to fight back, and feed off each other, before long living beings were scarious.

I watched him as long as I could, I watched him until he found the salvation I created him for. He'd found my beloved Gyroscope. The only man I ever loved. I'd hoped Gyroscope would understand in at some point, that Zombis was an offering. A gift, to remind him I still loved him, despite everything I've done.

'Do your work' I muttered into the wind.

Gyroscope quickly looked up as the wind whispered into his ears. He dazed off while his team was savagely attacked by this creature. 'Kin..' he stumbled over his words before returning to the real world, which he now lived in. Moving his hand with a swift movement, he immobilized the creature.

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Pet Treasure


Zombie Kitten

Vengeful Undead Kitty

Zombie Heart Plushie

Zombie Chew Toy

Virus Zombie Doll

Rash Zombie Doll

Hearts Zombie Doll

Zemo

Zombebe

Girly Zombie Plushie

Zombie Demon

Frankenpie

Plagued Rat Swarm

Kitrean

Dead Nightshade

Zombie Hand

Zombie Can Opener

Finger on a Stick

Plas-Tek Morostide Boney Poleaxe

Plas-Tek Winged Spine Morostide Kris

Used Short Sword

Zombie Journal

Blocky Wind-Up Zombie Toy

Skull

Bones

Moldy Zombie Foot

Twitching Skeleton Prop

Skitters Favorite Needle

Pet Friends


Gyroscope
Foolish Master

Kin
The 'Creator'