A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
A zombie is standing in front of her, shambling towards her.
She screams and tries to run, but the guards hold her steady
The zombie shambles closer, about to bite her.
She throws her shoe at the zombie and runs inside
*Isn't she already inside?*
-_/(0_0)\_-
*Yeah, she's already inside.*
*Oh. Well okay*
She pants and tries to hide behind a guard.
The zombie pushes past the guard and grabs onto her. Strangely, the guards aren't concerned.
"WON'T ONE OF YOU IDIOTS HELP ME?! YOU IDIOTS! HELP MEEEEE!!"
The zombie is about to bite her, when they stop, patting her on the back.
"Nah, I'm just messin' with ya! I'm not harmful. If I was, they wouldn't let me in!"
"WHAT THE (GP)!? WHAT KIND OF SICK TWISTED JOKE?! WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE A ZOMBIE?!
WHAT IS GOING ON?!"
"Because I am a zombie. Those scientists just have me some meds, so all I have to do is choke down some pills and my brain stays human!"
"That is... Fascinating. You should tell me more... My name is Dr. Winona Garrison. I specialize in life sciences and biology. You?"
"I'm Subject 342!"
"Fascinating. Am I to study you?"
"Well, either you study me, or I infect you."
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
A zombie is standing in front of her, shambling towards her.
She screams and tries to run, but the guards hold her steady
The zombie shambles closer, about to bite her.
She throws her shoe at the zombie and runs inside
*Isn't she already inside?*
-_/(0_0)\_-
*Yeah, she's already inside.*
*Oh. Well okay*
She pants and tries to hide behind a guard.
The zombie pushes past the guard and grabs onto her. Strangely, the guards aren't concerned.
"WON'T ONE OF YOU IDIOTS HELP ME?! YOU IDIOTS! HELP MEEEEE!!"
The zombie is about to bite her, when they stop, patting her on the back.
"Nah, I'm just messin' with ya! I'm not harmful. If I was, they wouldn't let me in!"
"WHAT THE (GP)!? WHAT KIND OF SICK TWISTED JOKE?! WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE A ZOMBIE?!
WHAT IS GOING ON?!"
"Because I am a zombie. Those scientists just have me some meds, so all I have to do is choke down some pills and my brain stays human!"
"That is... Fascinating. You should tell me more... My name is Dr. Winona Garrison. I specialize in life sciences and biology. You?"
"I'm Subject 342!"
"Fascinating. Am I to study you?"
"Well, either you study me, or I infect you."
"I opt for studying you. I am a big fan of... Dissection."
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
A zombie is standing in front of her, shambling towards her.
She screams and tries to run, but the guards hold her steady
The zombie shambles closer, about to bite her.
She throws her shoe at the zombie and runs inside
*Isn't she already inside?*
-_/(0_0)\_-
*Yeah, she's already inside.*
*Oh. Well okay*
She pants and tries to hide behind a guard.
The zombie pushes past the guard and grabs onto her. Strangely, the guards aren't concerned.
"WON'T ONE OF YOU IDIOTS HELP ME?! YOU IDIOTS! HELP MEEEEE!!"
The zombie is about to bite her, when they stop, patting her on the back.
"Nah, I'm just messin' with ya! I'm not harmful. If I was, they wouldn't let me in!"
"WHAT THE (GP)!? WHAT KIND OF SICK TWISTED JOKE?! WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE A ZOMBIE?!
WHAT IS GOING ON?!"
"Because I am a zombie. Those scientists just have me some meds, so all I have to do is choke down some pills and my brain stays human!"
"That is... Fascinating. You should tell me more... My name is Dr. Winona Garrison. I specialize in life sciences and biology. You?"
"I'm Subject 342!"
"Fascinating. Am I to study you?"
"Well, either you study me, or I infect you."
"I opt for studying you. I am a big fan of... Dissection."
"Oohh. Disection. Whoo hoo!"
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
A zombie is standing in front of her, shambling towards her.
She screams and tries to run, but the guards hold her steady
The zombie shambles closer, about to bite her.
She throws her shoe at the zombie and runs inside
*Isn't she already inside?*
-_/(0_0)\_-
*Yeah, she's already inside.*
*Oh. Well okay*
She pants and tries to hide behind a guard.
The zombie pushes past the guard and grabs onto her. Strangely, the guards aren't concerned.
"WON'T ONE OF YOU IDIOTS HELP ME?! YOU IDIOTS! HELP MEEEEE!!"
The zombie is about to bite her, when they stop, patting her on the back.
"Nah, I'm just messin' with ya! I'm not harmful. If I was, they wouldn't let me in!"
"WHAT THE (GP)!? WHAT KIND OF SICK TWISTED JOKE?! WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE A ZOMBIE?!
WHAT IS GOING ON?!"
"Because I am a zombie. Those scientists just have me some meds, so all I have to do is choke down some pills and my brain stays human!"
"That is... Fascinating. You should tell me more... My name is Dr. Winona Garrison. I specialize in life sciences and biology. You?"
"I'm Subject 342!"
"Fascinating. Am I to study you?"
"Well, either you study me, or I infect you."
"I opt for studying you. I am a big fan of... Dissection."
"Oohh. Disection. Whoo hoo!"
She chuckles.
"I don't think you understand. I intend to destroy you, take you apart, piece
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
A zombie is standing in front of her, shambling towards her.
She screams and tries to run, but the guards hold her steady
The zombie shambles closer, about to bite her.
She throws her shoe at the zombie and runs inside
*Isn't she already inside?*
-_/(0_0)\_-
*Yeah, she's already inside.*
*Oh. Well okay*
She pants and tries to hide behind a guard.
The zombie pushes past the guard and grabs onto her. Strangely, the guards aren't concerned.
"WON'T ONE OF YOU IDIOTS HELP ME?! YOU IDIOTS! HELP MEEEEE!!"
The zombie is about to bite her, when they stop, patting her on the back.
"Nah, I'm just messin' with ya! I'm not harmful. If I was, they wouldn't let me in!"
"WHAT THE (GP)!? WHAT KIND OF SICK TWISTED JOKE?! WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE A ZOMBIE?!
WHAT IS GOING ON?!"
"Because I am a zombie. Those scientists just have me some meds, so all I have to do is choke down some pills and my brain stays human!"
"That is... Fascinating. You should tell me more... My name is Dr. Winona Garrison. I specialize in life sciences and biology. You?"
"I'm Subject 342!"
"Fascinating. Am I to study you?"
"Well, either you study me, or I infect you."
"I opt for studying you. I am a big fan of... Dissection."
"Oohh. Disection. Whoo hoo!"
She chuckles.
"I don't think you understand. I intend to destroy you, take you apart, piece
By
Piece."
"Well, I don't think you understand. I am currently not living. I feel no pain, feel no weakness. Also, if you try, I'll bite you!"
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
A zombie is standing in front of her, shambling towards her.
She screams and tries to run, but the guards hold her steady
The zombie shambles closer, about to bite her.
She throws her shoe at the zombie and runs inside
*Isn't she already inside?*
-_/(0_0)\_-
*Yeah, she's already inside.*
*Oh. Well okay*
She pants and tries to hide behind a guard.
The zombie pushes past the guard and grabs onto her. Strangely, the guards aren't concerned.
"WON'T ONE OF YOU IDIOTS HELP ME?! YOU IDIOTS! HELP MEEEEE!!"
The zombie is about to bite her, when they stop, patting her on the back.
"Nah, I'm just messin' with ya! I'm not harmful. If I was, they wouldn't let me in!"
"WHAT THE (GP)!? WHAT KIND OF SICK TWISTED JOKE?! WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE A ZOMBIE?!
WHAT IS GOING ON?!"
"Because I am a zombie. Those scientists just have me some meds, so all I have to do is choke down some pills and my brain stays human!"
"That is... Fascinating. You should tell me more... My name is Dr. Winona Garrison. I specialize in life sciences and biology. You?"
"I'm Subject 342!"
"Fascinating. Am I to study you?"
"Well, either you study me, or I infect you."
"I opt for studying you. I am a big fan of... Dissection."
"Oohh. Disection. Whoo hoo!"
She chuckles.
"I don't think you understand. I intend to destroy you, take you apart, piece
By
Piece."
"Well, I don't think you understand. I am currently not living. I feel no pain, feel no weakness. Also, if you try, I'll bite you!"
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
A zombie is standing in front of her, shambling towards her.
She screams and tries to run, but the guards hold her steady
The zombie shambles closer, about to bite her.
She throws her shoe at the zombie and runs inside
*Isn't she already inside?*
-_/(0_0)\_-
*Yeah, she's already inside.*
*Oh. Well okay*
She pants and tries to hide behind a guard.
The zombie pushes past the guard and grabs onto her. Strangely, the guards aren't concerned.
"WON'T ONE OF YOU IDIOTS HELP ME?! YOU IDIOTS! HELP MEEEEE!!"
The zombie is about to bite her, when they stop, patting her on the back.
"Nah, I'm just messin' with ya! I'm not harmful. If I was, they wouldn't let me in!"
"WHAT THE (GP)!? WHAT KIND OF SICK TWISTED JOKE?! WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE A ZOMBIE?!
WHAT IS GOING ON?!"
"Because I am a zombie. Those scientists just have me some meds, so all I have to do is choke down some pills and my brain stays human!"
"That is... Fascinating. You should tell me more... My name is Dr. Winona Garrison. I specialize in life sciences and biology. You?"
"I'm Subject 342!"
"Fascinating. Am I to study you?"
"Well, either you study me, or I infect you."
"I opt for studying you. I am a big fan of... Dissection."
"Oohh. Disection. Whoo hoo!"
She chuckles.
"I don't think you understand. I intend to destroy you, take you apart, piece
By
Piece."
"Well, I don't think you understand. I am currently not living. I feel no pain, feel no weakness. Also, if you try, I'll bite you!"
She laughs again.
"I like you, 342."
"Why thank you, Winnie! Can I call you Winnie?"
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
A zombie is standing in front of her, shambling towards her.
She screams and tries to run, but the guards hold her steady
The zombie shambles closer, about to bite her.
She throws her shoe at the zombie and runs inside
*Isn't she already inside?*
-_/(0_0)\_-
*Yeah, she's already inside.*
*Oh. Well okay*
She pants and tries to hide behind a guard.
The zombie pushes past the guard and grabs onto her. Strangely, the guards aren't concerned.
"WON'T ONE OF YOU IDIOTS HELP ME?! YOU IDIOTS! HELP MEEEEE!!"
The zombie is about to bite her, when they stop, patting her on the back.
"Nah, I'm just messin' with ya! I'm not harmful. If I was, they wouldn't let me in!"
"WHAT THE (GP)!? WHAT KIND OF SICK TWISTED JOKE?! WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE A ZOMBIE?!
WHAT IS GOING ON?!"
"Because I am a zombie. Those scientists just have me some meds, so all I have to do is choke down some pills and my brain stays human!"
"That is... Fascinating. You should tell me more... My name is Dr. Winona Garrison. I specialize in life sciences and biology. You?"
"I'm Subject 342!"
"Fascinating. Am I to study you?"
"Well, either you study me, or I infect you."
"I opt for studying you. I am a big fan of... Dissection."
"Oohh. Disection. Whoo hoo!"
She chuckles.
"I don't think you understand. I intend to destroy you, take you apart, piece
By
Piece."
"Well, I don't think you understand. I am currently not living. I feel no pain, feel no weakness. Also, if you try, I'll bite you!"
She laughs again.
"I like you, 342."
"Why thank you, Winnie! Can I call you Winnie?"
"Absolutely not, 342. But you may call me Dr. Garrison."
A young woman with glasses and long blond hair speckled with grey hairs, and wearing a long white lab coat is being dragged into the facility. She is handcuffed and being dragged in, and she is muttering.
A zombie is standing in front of her, shambling towards her.
She screams and tries to run, but the guards hold her steady
The zombie shambles closer, about to bite her.
She throws her shoe at the zombie and runs inside
*Isn't she already inside?*
-_/(0_0)\_-
*Yeah, she's already inside.*
*Oh. Well okay*
She pants and tries to hide behind a guard.
The zombie pushes past the guard and grabs onto her. Strangely, the guards aren't concerned.
"WON'T ONE OF YOU IDIOTS HELP ME?! YOU IDIOTS! HELP MEEEEE!!"
The zombie is about to bite her, when they stop, patting her on the back.
"Nah, I'm just messin' with ya! I'm not harmful. If I was, they wouldn't let me in!"
"WHAT THE (GP)!? WHAT KIND OF SICK TWISTED JOKE?! WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE A ZOMBIE?!
WHAT IS GOING ON?!"
"Because I am a zombie. Those scientists just have me some meds, so all I have to do is choke down some pills and my brain stays human!"
"That is... Fascinating. You should tell me more... My name is Dr. Winona Garrison. I specialize in life sciences and biology. You?"
"I'm Subject 342!"
"Fascinating. Am I to study you?"
"Well, either you study me, or I infect you."
"I opt for studying you. I am a big fan of... Dissection."
"Oohh. Disection. Whoo hoo!"
She chuckles.
"I don't think you understand. I intend to destroy you, take you apart, piece
By
Piece."
"Well, I don't think you understand. I am currently not living. I feel no pain, feel no weakness. Also, if you try, I'll bite you!"
She laughs again.
"I like you, 342."
"Why thank you, Winnie! Can I call you Winnie?"
"Absolutely not, 342. But you may call me Dr. Garrison."
"Alright, Winnie!"
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
"My corpses are never as chatty or smart-alecky as you. It's fresh..."
"Awww! Thanks for the compliment Winnie!"
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
"My corpses are never as chatty or smart-alecky as you. It's fresh..."
"Awww! Thanks for the compliment Winnie!"
"Now... Where am I supposed to do my research?"
"Honestly? I dunno."
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two. I'm a sensitive little sad bean. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, and certified silly goose
*prefer not but if you do small pieces of it then sure.*
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The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
"Well, either you study me, or I infect you."
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
Camp Half-Blood Archives
"I opt for studying you. I am a big fan of... Dissection."
"Oohh. Disection. Whoo hoo!"
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
Camp Half-Blood Archives
She chuckles.
"I don't think you understand. I intend to destroy you, take you apart, piece
By
Piece."
"Well, I don't think you understand. I am currently not living. I feel no pain, feel no weakness. Also, if you try, I'll bite you!"
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
Camp Half-Blood Archives
She laughs again.
"I like you, 342."
"Why thank you, Winnie! Can I call you Winnie?"
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
Camp Half-Blood Archives
"Absolutely not, 342. But you may call me Dr. Garrison."
"Alright, Winnie!"
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
Camp Half-Blood Archives
*chain cut w/ Gonzalo2*
She smirks.
"My corpses are never as chatty or smart-alecky as you. It's fresh..."
"Awww! Thanks for the compliment Winnie!"
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
Camp Half-Blood Archives
"Now... Where am I supposed to do my research?"
"Honestly? I dunno."
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
Camp Half-Blood Archives
*sorry lol I had to go but I have to go again*
*good day all! What's up?*
*Is gore okay here>*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire who's always open to chat or share a fun fact or two.
I'm a sensitive little sad bean. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, and certified silly goose
*I is back*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*In the rules it says no overly gory things, so I would assume minor gore*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*prefer not but if you do small pieces of it then sure.*
The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
PRAISE JEFF!
(That was a link. Click. Now.)
Ray is in the lab, looking at certain zombies.
The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
PRAISE JEFF!
(That was a link. Click. Now.)