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[sisterskeeper]

While I am aware that I do seem to contract every camp virus that comes to camp - as long as it possesses the potential to humiliate me, mind - I am quite sure that there are some that I will never get.

As such, would anyone know how to convince the zombies that no, I'm really not getting married and especially not to one of them

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[parasol_hero]

Simon, do these amorous undead need to be taught a lesson?

[sisterskeeper]

Quite possibly. I'm really not sure where they got the idea from.

[parasol_hero]

Okay, where are you? I'll be over in a second! They can't marry you if they're sliced to bits, after all.

[sisterskeeper]

It's camp. They probably save.

[singlecrosser]

Not my fault.

[sisterskeeper]

I don't believe I said it was.

Congratulations, by the way.

[singlecrosser]

I'm pre-emptive!

Thanks. Want me to blow the zombies up?

[sisterskeeper]

I was considering sharing the blame equally, to be honest.

Greatly appreciated.

[doubledeath]

...why would they even want to?

[sisterskeeper]

They're zombies. I try not to fathom their thought processes.

[doubledeath]

There couldn't possibly be anything useful about it. For either you or them.

[sisterskeeper]

Exactly. I'd have to suffer a lobotomy before I could even begin to understand it.

[classchair]

We do seem to be having a lot of weddings lately.

[sisterskeeper]

Well, this is one that isn't happening.

[classchair]

You mustn't break her heart, Dr. Tam.

[sisterskeeper]

Her heart is a piece of necrotic flesh. I think it's already broken.

[goldielegs]

W-wait, so there's a wedding virus now!?

[sisterskeeper]

Apparently so.

[goldielegs]

Th-that's a little... unsettling.

[sisterskeeper]

Somewhat, yes. I'm not entirely sure how this happened.