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The Three Garridebs: Would Any Garrideb Please Contact..?
Canon Story: The Three Garridebs
Title: Would Any Garrideb Please Contact..?
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Rating: PG
Author's Notes: He had a cadaverous face, with… dull dead skin… “My doctor lectures me about never going out…” Behind his central table was a large cupboard of fossil bones. Above was a line of plaster skulls... “I had a brother, but he is dead, and female relatives are disqualified.” “I’ll call to-morrow, Mr. Nathan, and see you off to Birmingham.” He was last heard of at a nursing-home in Brixton. A zombie AU.
A ‘bite’ from a zombie’s skull led to (the late) Ezekiel Garrideb having to reinvent himself as Nathan, a long lost brother. But the decomposition progressed and while in Birmingham, Ezekiel’s frontal lobes disintegrated.
“I’ll advertise for his relatives,” his doctor sadly told the nursing home.
It was just unfortunate the transplant would have to come from a female brain.
Title: Would Any Garrideb Please Contact..?
Author:
scfranklesRating: PG
Author's Notes: He had a cadaverous face, with… dull dead skin… “My doctor lectures me about never going out…” Behind his central table was a large cupboard of fossil bones. Above was a line of plaster skulls... “I had a brother, but he is dead, and female relatives are disqualified.” “I’ll call to-morrow, Mr. Nathan, and see you off to Birmingham.” He was last heard of at a nursing-home in Brixton. A zombie AU.
A ‘bite’ from a zombie’s skull led to (the late) Ezekiel Garrideb having to reinvent himself as Nathan, a long lost brother. But the decomposition progressed and while in Birmingham, Ezekiel’s frontal lobes disintegrated.
“I’ll advertise for his relatives,” his doctor sadly told the nursing home.
It was just unfortunate the transplant would have to come from a female brain.
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