Oh No Steve

Oh no Steve 😱

Ok for Steve, how did he end up lost. And u mentioned he isn't sure where that is.

Does he have memory loss ❤️

I need to know.... For reasons

Also I hope you don't mind me making comics with then in ❤️♥️❤️♥️ I live them all

Oh it’s definitely a case of slight memory lost. When Alex found him, he was nursing some major injuries as well as a sizable bump on his head. Steve knows he’s not home, and his home looks VERY different. But most questions are met either with unhelpful information or a vague or weird answers that makes Alex think he’s making shit up.

Steve also had a compass with him when Alex found him,but he insists it’s broken despite how Alex can use it just fine. So she holds onto it for him and she uses it when they travel. Right now they are just traveling to nearby villages and towns to see if anyone has information on Steve or his family,

why bother sharing it then.

Unless its a despite attempt for attention.

To bad people don't like freaks like you

Do u mean desperate......

I don't need to explain my reasons for sharing my work 😂 and really freak what are you 10, if so go to bed it's late and you sound cranky.

Ok a little story/rant.

I have been having a few heath issues lately.

Loosing my breath, aching and continued tiredness. Swollen joints, even hair loss.

I have had repeated visits to the doctor and it's always the same reasons.

First you're overweight, true as this is I have lost over 4 stone of weight in the last 5 years. Slow I know by a good amount for someone in continuous pain, and the pain only gets worse.

Second you're young and shouldn't be having all these issues. No shit Sherlock that's why I'm here and shy of passing out or vomiting blood I apparently don't warrant an x-ray.

And lastly when I mention how almost all the women on my mum's side have lupus and started to show signs around my age it's instantly "no the chances are to low, it's impossible!"

I'm scared and annoyed about this. My auntie has lost a kidney and the other barely functions because her issues were always blamed on her weight, now it's her lupus.

I am showing all these signs and symptoms and am just being called paranoid and fat. I am paranoid, I know people who have died because their lupus wasn't treated correctly/ even found.

And I'm just being fobbed off, now I'm seen as this crazy lady wasting NHS money when all I want is help to feel normal or have the fucking reason s to why I feel this way all the time

A question that’s been on my mind! If Zack is hurt/injured can he heal? If dose it take much longer for them to do so? Just curious

Ok this is an interesting one.

In my own little head cannon, Zack is able to heal like other living beings however he is still technically undead.

It takes him just as long to heal as a normal human and can consume regular food items to help that, however he cannot use any form of healing potion or golden food items like apples or carrots. Much like regular zombies using some potions have negative effects.

Sadly seems as though Zack is the only one of his kind as far as he is aware this has to be learnt the hard way, as one day he hurts himself and only wanting to help Malachite gives the lad a basic instant heath potion to heal him… it didn’t.

Luckily though it was only a weak potion but still led to Zack being bed ridden for almost a week.

I hope that clears things up a little and sorry about the time it took to reply I wanted to make a little comic as well to show the aftermath of Zack taking the potion cause….. well angst of course.    

I wish I had the words to help, but often more then not I make things worse that way.

So I lend you my ears, they sometimes don't understand what they hear but they listen patently, no judgement or heated words.

They are by far the best thing I can give you, not perfect, but patient.

I tried with all my diminishing strength to get up from the bed of nightmares and lead my ackeing body to feed, my appetite spells puking I only added one peice then two to my bowl of soapy dish and it fell on the previously stormed dust covered floor in protest to not make me feel any better.. I left everything tipped beyond return.. my eyes streaming burning tears and the lump in my throat choking me

Of course, life pleasures must not come easy to who's already so used to sorrow, why should I be gutted when everything does not work when I lived this way my whole life, mad sad and isolated in every aspect. I didn't choose to live this way and this way it seems the only way I can function, surrounded with continuous misery and flat aspirations, not allowed anything over their extreme views, growing older and withering without having experienced any basics of life yet, on a rate one new thing to happen to me every year, and that one thing is always laughably trivial, even I know I won't care for it after gone through it.. or that's only my filter of grief shading everything.. tired of putting my heart into what pulls no other, and resulting to shallow means to have the light briefly cast over me, only to blind me with the reality of what's the world is and how I know nothing or how it continually show me that i'll never be part of it, will never to belong, and even in the empty exile where I try to leave, there's no peace or acceptance.. why could a specimen of me not fit for living continues.. everything is making me wish I was never born..

My teeth are killing me 😭