#also feel free to specify characters or whatever when you send numbers that'd be fun too i think

[slashmagpie]

67 for spotify writing?

Send me a number 1-100 and i will try to write a short fic based off whatever song that corresponds to in my spotify wrapped replay 2023!

“Oh. You’re late.”

Joe blinks. “I am? Well, that’s news to me. I didn’t know there was any sorta time schedule for me arrivin’ here, considerin’ I’ve never been here, and there’s no reason anybody would know I was headin’ here on account of that.”

The zombie stares at him, unimpressed. “You’re Joe Hills,” she says. “Traveller.” 

“That I am! And, uh, you are…?” He extends a hand in greeting.

“ZombieCleo. Town storyteller.”

“Oh!” Realisation dawns. “You’re dead, then, I take it? Man, I’ve never met a dead storyteller before. Was it painful when the demon killed you?”

“Eh, I was dead before then,” she says with a wave of a hand. 

“So, you’re, like, double-undead then. Undeader. Un-undead? Undead-dead? Undead squared.” 

“Let’s just go with Zombie, shall we?” She raises an eyebrow at him. “Or, better yet, let’s just go with Cleo.”

“Alright, Cleo,” says Joe. “I take it you have a role for me.”

“I certainly do.” She grins. “Are you ready to cause a little trouble, Joe Hills?” 

“Boy, am I!” Joe grins back. “I’ve been told it’s what I do best.”

“Then I think we’re going to get along swimmingly.” She steps aside, revealing the clocktower behind her. “Welcome to Ravenswood Bluff, Joe. I hope you make it out alive.”

“Alive?” He laughs. “I’m already dead! But I look forward to becoming undead squared.”