Zombie Party (private, for Zombie Part Members!)

This is an archived version of FeralFront. While you can surf through all the content that was ever created on FeralFront, no new content can be created.
If you'd like some free FeralFront memorabilia to look back on fondly, see this thread from Dynamo (if this message is still here, we still have memorabilia): https://feralfront.com/thread/2669184-free-feralfront-memorabilia/.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; background: #292929; border-top: 4pt #cc9b46 solid; border-bottom: 4pt #cc9b46 solid; width: 370px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-shadow:1px 1px 2px black; color: #cc9b46; font: 30pt new times roman; text-align:center; line-height: 70%;]Harliquine[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; float: left; width: 350px; width: 100px; height: 80px; margin-left: 0pt; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: 5px; height: 130px; border: 2px solid #fff; background-image: url(http://i1159.photobucket.com/a…02_120305_zps93e31237.jpg); background-position: center;][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px;width: 385px; text-align: justify; font: normal 11px arial; line-height: 95%; margin-left: -23px;]Thump. Thump. Thump. The normally silver and black female was covered in a gray paint. Her body covered in fake gashes and some areas her skin seemed to be peeling off. Her body seemed decayed. Rotted if you will. She looked like a zombie. It took her hours to get ready for her wicked sceem. Ah. This was worth every moment of it.


    Next to her, she had a boom box. A CD already inside, the volume already full up. But, no music yet played. She hasn't started the fun. So, standing on the deck, the runt howled with pleasure, her head tossing back. "Lets have a god d*mn mother f*cking zombie party b*tches!" She screams with a wicked and badass voice. Whipping around, she smashes play on the boom box.


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