Zombie Licks

I'm sorry this is a bit late.

In your mind, you are on fire. A low gravelly voice speaks but you can’t hear the words, you can only hear the flames, whipping and crackling and roaring. Your skin cracks and falls away, but you don’t feel pain. You feel a blazing triumph, a knowledge that this is good and right, that you are alone and there is fire and you are dying, but the water will come.

“You okay?”

Advertising it on LJ triggered some bad memories

And I had to take some time to deal with that

The fire dies away. You’re on a couch, your skin is whole and healthy, and you must be inside the cabin.

Pro tip: don't bully people.

The person with the wings is looming over you and everything is blurry and you feel a bit dizzy, still, but not as bad as before, when everything went black.

Because it really messes them up. For a long time.

Your vision slowly clears. Your mind doesn’t. You’re in the cabin and there is the person with the wings, but still, somewhere, there is the fire and the voice, and the dream felt real and this, the cabin and the wings and the couch, it doesn’t.

But eventually they recover to the point where they can write another Sims story, so there!

“You scared me there, girl. All falling down and stuff. So I lugged you in here.”

Because they meet awesome new friends who are healthy and NOT bullies.

The person with the wings sits down next to you, and you wonder how it must feel, to have her wings squished into the wall like that. Do her wings have nerve endings? They’re sort of transparent and glowy and they make noises, sort of…shimmering noises. She’s not grimacing in pain or screaming or anything, so it must not hurt.

You cross your legs and look at her. She looks back at you.

Or cowardly bystanders.

“So, you gonna talk or anything? It’s not every day that some girl comes along and faceplants into the sand right outside my fairy house.”

If you know someone who is being bullied, please support them and be there for them, as much as you can.

So she’s a fairy? You guess that makes sense, with the wings and all. You don’t seem to have torn shirts and skull tattoos and black gloves and long black nails in your mental box for fairy, but hey, your mental boxes are all kind of mixed up right now anyway.

What do you tell her? That you kind of remember having fur and nails even longer than hers and eating things that were alive and bled and may have been happy families? That you don’t remember anything before that, but that you think that whatever you were doing before, it had something to do with waterfalls and fire and a gravelly voice and it was really really scary, except for the fire bit, which honestly felt sort of badass?

She looks sort of impatient. Maybe you should say something. You uncross your legs.

“Umm, thank you for bringing me in here?”

Because they need friends.

“That’s all ya got? No ‘I am a princess from the lost world of Xxaniep, here to save you all from the Dread Lord Andrew and his Cowplant of Doom?’ Or even just, you know, ‘Hey man, I was at this wild party last night, and there was some awesome pollen punch there, like you don’t even know, and you should come with me because they’re throwing another kegger tonight, wooooo!’ I mean come on, girl. You had to be blitzed and/or a magical princess from a far away land to just go all fally down like that. Or maybe…”

And they need to know that the bullies are nasty empty horrible people, but they're not. They need to know that they're okay.

“Maybe you’re Zombie Mary! You walked past the graveyard to get here, didn’t you? DIDN’T YOU? And oh man. I bet a zombie bit you, and you came here, and you fell down because your body is turning all undead and green and stuff, inside right now where I can’t see, but eventually it’ll be outside too, and you’re here to bite me and make me into a zombie, and make me bite people, and then we’ll all be zombies, just limping around, our heads at right angles, repeating ‘SCCRUH. SCCRUH.’ to ourselves, and also sometimes ‘MURDER!’, and then we’ll all go murder people, except there won’t be anyone alive, so we’ll have to murder each other, and it’ll be this whole big zombie murder orgy and all because I brought you in here when I should have killed you! Oh man!”

wooooo Valley times again!

“I can smell it on you, you know. You’re rotting on the inside.”

only, like, way different, lol

You close your eyes. You pretend that you are cold and sad and all alone on a deserted street, at night, warming your hands over a fire in a trash can, but they can never get warm, never, and you will always be alone and also you will probably die soon.

This relaxes you and helps you ignore the fairy. You breathe out, slowly. You are in your safe place, and if the fairy comes for you you can make the claws come out, somehow, and then you can find out what fairy tastes like.

Heehee, I'm foreshadowing things and you don't even know, because you're sitting there laughing. Aren't you? AREN'T YOU?

“Man, you smell ripe. Bet you’ll be turning all green and icky on the outside too soon. I know. I’m a necrofairy. I ain’t scared no walking corpses. That’s, like, my day job right there, working with decaying corpses. Actually, I have one in my bedroom at home, but you don’t need to know about that.”

You breathe in, slowly, and you imagine yourself on the deserted street, all alone, with the fire and your cold hands.

I have a feeling this is going to be more complex and take longer than Valley. Gah.

“So yeah, you best watch out with your zombie murder horde plan, because I know like sixty different ways to kill you, right now. And then I can reanimate your corpse and make you do whatever I want, and you know what? I can leave parts out, if I want. Yeah. Like, I could take your tongue, just like that, so you couldn’t even talk! Or maybe your teeth, so you couldn’t bite. That might be better. Zombie licks don’t infect anyone, so letting you keep your tongue would be okay really.”

How many zombie licks does it take to infect someone?

“Necrofairy got your teeth!”

The fairy comes for you and the dark deserted street and the fire in the trash can disappears, and you’re on the couch and she’s coming for you, and you’ve got to figure out how to get the claws to come.

“Hey, hey, what are you doing?! I didn’t get bitten by a zombie, okay? Also, I have claws, you know. Last night I had fur, and claws, and I ate happy families! Or possibly a shark! So I can eat a necrofairy, no problem!”

Hahahaha, I love writing comedy

You go into great detail, describing the full moon and the wild and the blood, and the power, and your mouth seems to remember it a lot better than your brain does, and then the fairy interrupts you, just as you were getting to the really good part, the part with the fangs and the dripping blood.

“Whoa. Whoa. You’re a werewolf?!”

Lilith facepalm!

Werewolf. Of course. That makes sense. Why didn’t you think of that earlier? But then you haven’t really been thinking, and there was the sun and the mountains and the waterfall, and you don’t even know who you are, so really how could you have expected yourself to realize that you were a werewolf?

The fairy is silent, for the first time since you woke up, so that’s nice.

Also, wait. Fairies and werewolves are real? And you’re talking to a fairy who claims she can reanimate dead bodies, and you’re a werewolf, and whoa what is this you don’t even.

You’re getting dizzy again.

I don't need no poseboxes!

“I’m sorry! I didn’t know! Although that does explain the smell. Oh man. You ate something last night, I tell you what. Look, okay, I won’t turn you into my toothless corpse slave if you won’t eat me. Does that sound good?”

All I need is the game, baby!

You don’t want to be making deals with fairies to not eat them in return for them not turning you into a toothless walking corpse right now. You want your deserted street. You want your fire in a trash can. Possibly you even want to be licked by a zombie.

But no, you’re here on this ugly couch with this stupid teeth-stealing necrofairy, and you’re a werewolf, and you don’t know how to handle that, like at all.

:) I love Sims stories. So damn much, you guys.

“You okay? You’re not going to turn on me, are you? They don’t even try to deliver the paper out here, so I don’t have any rolled up newspapers handy. Good dog. Goooood dog.”

This game gives me gold, every time.

Your head really hurts, and you just want everything to be quiet right now. Especially the fairy.

“I am not a dog, all right? Shut up. Now. Or I will get the claws, and you won’t like me with claws. Okay? God.”

Yay happy times wooo!

There is blessed silence and peace for a nanosecond, and then the fairy starts tapping her fingers on her thighs.

“So. You’re a werewolf. That must be pretty cool, right? Like with all the howling and the hunting and the blood. Awesome, yeah. So, umm. Do you know who cursed you?”

So I guess the next familiar Valley character will be making an entrance next update then, instead of this one.

Curse? Who cursed you?

“I don’t know. God, maybe.”

The fairy keeps tapping her fingers, and talking.

“Oh, well, it’s just that werewolves around here, yeah…well, you know. So I thought I’d ask.”

No, actually. You don’t know. You sigh. You may as well tell her.

“I don’t really remember anything before last night. I don’t even know where ‘around here’ is, or who I am, or anything except that I had fur and claws and fangs last night, and then the sun came and it hurt and then I didn’t have the claws anymore, and then I walked here, and I saw you, and everything went dark, and then you woke me up.”

The fingers stop tapping. Thank you, lord.

Because yeah, we're rounding third and coming towards home now.

The fairy gets up and suddenly seems all important and serious business. You look at her, unsure about this change and what it might mean.

“Come on. We’re taking you to see Lus.”

“Who’s Lus?”

“A friend.”

You realize that you now know the name of someone you’ve never met, but you don’t know the name of someone who tried to take your teeth so you couldn’t bite them when they made you into their walking corpse slave.

“Hey, what’s your name?”


wheee sunset

Glitterface walks out and you follow her. You see her little fairy house, still sitting there glowing quietly to itself.

You don’t see the fairy anywhere though, and you were just a second behind her.

Oh man I'm tired, but almost done!

Then you round the corner, and you see her beyond the bushes. She can fly. Of course.

so tired omg

“Hey, not all of us have wings!”

You run to catch up, noting that the sky is still fairly blue, that it must not be too late yet.


But the hill is a really big hill, and it takes forever to run up it.

Finally you reach the top, where Glitterface is waiting. With a cab. You get in.

yeah okay I was a bit lazy there I don't know, read the text!

The driver looks normal, which kind of surprises you. You didn’t think anyone was normal in this town.

Her eyes in the rearview mirror are focused on Glitterface.

“So where are we going?”

Awww look at them so cute, they could be holding hands, Jason I don't know, you've got competition

Glitterface answers. “The Toadstool.”

The cab moves forward, and you look out the window. Watching the town go by.

And boom, the end.

Wondering what will happen when it gets fully dark, and the moon comes out.


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10 Responses to Zombie Licks

  1. katdelval says:

    Wow. This was interesting to say the least. I love your imagination, and your writing. It’s so good to read second person done really well. I adore Glitterface! Definitely intrigued πŸ™‚


    • medleymisty says:

      Hi there! YAY thank you for commenting! πŸ™‚ *hugs*

      This is only the second time I’ve used second person. Same reason as the last time – this story has reader participation. πŸ™‚ I accepted suggestions on what Lilith should do at the end of the first chapter over on my LiveJournal, and now I’m taking the five suggestions I got and making a plot out of them. When I’m done with those five, it’ll be open to reader suggestions again. So it’s sort of like a choose your own adventure thing.

      Yeah, I quite like Glitterface too. πŸ™‚ She’s fun to write, and her face is so expressive.

      Wooo I’m glad you’re intrigued. I have some pretty epic things planned for this story, but the plot has to get there first. Won’t have time to work on the next update until Sunday, alas.

      Thank you, so very very much.


  2. Blu Paws says:

    I seriously lol’d when I read this. I love the way you write in the second-person. I don’t come across that often, it’s a nice change.
    “…and then we’ll all be zombies, just limping around, our heads at right angles, repeating β€˜SCCRUH. SCCRUH.’ to ourselves, and also sometimes β€˜MURDER!’, and then we’ll all go murder people, except there won’t be anyone alive, so we’ll have to murder each other, and it’ll be this whole big zombie murder orgy and all because I brought you in here when I should have killed you! Oh man!” That line had me, if just for her wildly imaginative slippery-slope scenario. Glitterface is a hoot and so are the facial expressions during their conversation. I’m glad she’s got someone on her side who can at least help her navigate through this town and maybe make sense of her predicament, even if she has to grit her teeth when Glitterface speaks in tangents.
    That lingering full moon, though…!


    • medleymisty says:

      YAY! πŸ™‚ I’m glad you enjoyed it – and yeah, lol’ing is what I was hoping for. πŸ™‚ I don’t think anyone reads the mouseover text anymore, but one of them does say “I’m foreshadowing things right now and you don’t even know, because you’re sitting there laughing. Aren’t you? AREN’T YOU?” πŸ˜‰

      It’s in second person because it has reader participation. πŸ™‚ I took some suggestions of what Lilith should do at the end of the first chapter over on my LJ, and now I’m using those suggestions to help build the plot. Once I use all five, I’ll open the story to suggestions again. Only about what Lilith should do in response to story events, though – I control the story and the other characters. πŸ˜‰

      You know how I got those pics? I had Glitterface try a “bold move” on Lilith. πŸ™‚ It was all gold. And yeah, I love her expressions too – I called my husband over to the computer to see her face, lol.

      *smiles* The next update is going to be very interesting – it’ll reveal some more about how society works in Moonlight Falls.

      Umm, a bit of a spoiler – it won’t be a full moon again for a few more nights, I think. One more night, at least. But Lilith doesn’t know much about the werewolf thing yet – there’ll be more on that in the next update too, as one of the five suggestions was that she should meet others and try to figure out if they’re like her or not. And The Toadstool is the “supernatural hangout”. πŸ˜‰


  3. kathleen says:

    Haha, brilliant! I laughed at like everything the fairy said. great work! Keep it up!


    • medleymisty says:

      Wooo thanks! πŸ™‚ Glitterface is pretty amusing, isn’t she? It’s fun to write comedy. I imagine parts of this story will be more emo and sad and serious though.

      I saw your new chapter, but I haven’t had time to read it yet. I hope to get to it at least by tomorrow though. πŸ™‚


      • kathleen says:

        Yeah she is! And that’s cool. The next chapter will be up tomorrow but these two chapters were written as one, it just ended up too long compared to all my other chapters so I split it and added a bit to chapter three to make up for it.


  4. SB says:

    Glitterface is perfectly done. Every little detail, like wondering if squishing her wings hurts, it all works. Moving to that normal street with a cab is so bizarre, and, again, so perfect here. Wonderfully written!


    • medleymisty says:

      Thank you!

      Haha yeah, that’s my style. I use the game, and if the game has clipping issues with wings and walls and furniture, well – I’m going to point that out and use it in the story! πŸ™‚ Yeah, I probably should have stuck another picture in there with the cab, but I was being a tiny bit lazy. If it helps – I told Glitterface to go to the Toadstool with Lilith, and when she got up to the top of the hill the cab appeared to take them there. I had Lilith walk in the second update because I figured it’d be wrong for her to take a cab when she can’t remember anything and doesn’t know what’s up, but Glitterface lives in Moonlight Falls and knows the town and everything, so I let her call a cab.


  5. vupii says:

    This is exciting. Glitterface and Β΄Lilith, exciting and interesting friendship at a start there. Interesting story, looking forward for more πŸ˜‰


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