Haven't done this in a while.

Idk if this will be based off of Adventures With Anxiety by Nicky Case but credit to them anyway.

Tails: WHAT THE FU-

*Blood red eyes show up*
[This takes place in an alternate timeline in which I didn't get the cure in time]

Tails: WHO ARE YOU?

*Only undead sounds are heard*

Tails: And I thought my anxiety couldn't get any worse.

*Starts slowly approaching him*

Tails: It got worse.

*undead Groaning*

Tails: uhh...

*Eventually, the zombified Cam shows in the light, cracked glass, torn suit, and blood everywhere.*

*The undead Cam grapples and pins Tails to the ground, eventually biting them in the neck [4 inches deep wound] multiple times*

*time is rewinded 2 seconds*
Tails: *whips out a f**ken desert eagle and headshots Cam twice.*

*The zombie staggers backwards a little, but this only makes the zombie aggressive*

Tails: *loads MG-34 and unloads the whole clip into his head*

*The zombie staggers backwards a little less, then grapples Tails and bites into his neck [6 inch deep wound] Only once, and is knocked back*

(Wtf is this rp)

(An alternate timeline of another role play that occurred long ago)

(I don't remember any rp that occurred long ago.)

(Splatoon roleplay co-op story)

(Bitch this sounds like Satan pulling him down to hell instead of anxiety making him worry about the dumbest things)

(I know.)

(Well, its a what if scenario.)

(But it has nothing to do with the prompt)

(But imagine if the actual Timeline I didn't get to the cure in time, I'd just be a zombie in them all)

(The cure to what? The point is, you’re making no sense here.)

(If you were to follow with the Splatoon role play Story involving Florida_boy, [Post by Amber_Bailey_Bagel] you would understand)

(Yeah, well I don’t. And neither does he. And it’s only you and Florida boy that know of that.)

(Well, some things I do will effect what I do in the future.)

(But *clap* nobody *clap* has *clap* seen *clap* everything *clap* you *clap* do.)

CeraTheOb2Simp has a point. I had never seen you and Florida_boy do some sort of zombie rp. Stick with the prompt that was given.

It was a splatoon role play, it involved what I feared the most, escaping from law enforcement, firebombing and a whole lot of other shit.

(Bro this is not a f**ken splatoon rp. You know that right?)

Its f**king intertwined.

(How the f**k is this intertwined? That has nothing to do with this RP. I don't know what the f**k you are doing all the time. Stay in your f**ken lane.)

It's been three days, let it die.

Lol

(Adventures With Anxiety?)

(Idk. I was bored.)

(But still, am I right about the theme?)

(Yeah.)

(K)

“Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey.”

Tails: What?

“You know how you tripped and almost fell a few minutes ago? You think anyone was watching?”

Tails: No, not sure anyone was around.

“But what if they where watching from a distance? What if they thought you’re a clumsy embarrassment?”

Tails: I was amongst a crowd of people dude. I would have been mistaken for someone else.

“But what if it was someone you knew?”

Tails: Then sucks to be them.

“What if they don’t want to be your friend anymore? What if this happens a bunch more times? What if you end up alone?!”

Tails: ... *emotional crit*

“PANIC! PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC PANIC-”

Tails: *anxiety crit*

“PANIC!”

Tails: Oh my God SHUT UP! You almost gave me a panic attack!

“Oh.”

Tails: Are you trying to protect me or hurt me?

“Protect you, actually.”

Tails: Jesus f**ken christ man!

Tails: I guess that was the purpose but okay.

Tails: WELL YOU'RE NOT DOING A GOOD JOB AT IT, NOW ARE YOU!?

“No..”

Tails: You express things too far! Like "if you trip on that crack in the sidewalk then you will most likely die due to when you trip, fall, and break you're neck" I am so tired of your bullshit!

“…I’m sorry.”

Tails: You better be.

“…”

Tails: ... *checks his phone*

“…”

Tails: Wow, some party is going on on Saturday.

“You should go. You can make more friends there, or meet a future partner. That way, you probably won’t die alone!”

Tails: I am just so f**ken tired of all of it!

Tails: *angery*

Tails: Thats the first good idea you had in a long time dude.

“Really?”

Tails: Yeah. I'll accept the invite they sent me.

“WAIT! I changed my mind. What if it’s one of those things you’d hear about that happen at collage parties and we get arrested for noise pollution? Or we drive a car into someone’s house? Or we-”

Tails: Listen listen listen, I can just leave before the cops get there. And I am not drunk. So I will be fine.

“But what if it won’t?”

Tails: But what if it will?

“BUT-”

Tails: Shut up, I already accepted the invitation.

“Ok…”

Tails: Ima check Twitter for a little bit.

“Hey, look at that comment thread someone made, arguing with someone else!”

Tails: ...What are they arguing about anyway?

“Dumb stuff.”

Tails: Yeah, makes sense. Ima check Instagram.

“Hey! Look at that person doing a dumb thing!”

Tails: Oh, heh.

Tails: Hey, there are more party pictures.

Tails: Wow, more party pictures. I guess this is what is happening over there.