J.A. "Hollywood" Von Zombie™©®

Most of you may know how this whole thing goes… meet a nice ‘living’ girl while taking a stroll in the local boneyard, then sacrificing yourself to make the most unholy of unions… ‘undead’ boy and ‘living’ girl! Next thing you know we were eating each other alive until death, which was suppose to brings us closer together. Eventually we re-animated some offspring in the lab, and so life had begun, with love killing me slowly!

Then our family of monsters became involved. You know how families can snarl and growl about responsibility, and the need for stability, as well as forcing one to seek a promising career in ‘whatever is better’ then what you are currently doing. Forcing you to get the family hearse and a tomb to call your own. They would screech, “Its not appropriate to raise your little minions in Hollywood, California. It is the City of Lost Angels!” and “It will never work being in that industry!”

Well after some torture from the bellowing mother hellhound of my bride and being the young ghoul that I was, well I thought I would heed their warnings and stay in at night! No longer stalking the night with my wolf like comrades before the sunrise. So my bride and I, relocated to, of all places, the ‘Valley of the Sun’. All I can think about is how the sun burned my flesh as I lived the life a suburban, career minded, responsible family man. The anguish of a life bound to me by a witch’s spell! The suburban life was more vicious then any creature attack. It was a sucubus, draining every ounce of whom I once knew to be me, ‘Von Zombie’! I had become a Zombie of a different sort, a brainwashed, mind controlled tool of the government and everyday life. I was an undead walking amongst those whom thought they were living!

Then I realized, after enduring several years of this unforgiving pain, that it was all for nothing when my bride decided she wanted to be more alive and found a nice ‘living’ boy. I wanted to devour their hearts, and consume their souls! I stopped myself, because it was I, Von Zombie, whom needed to once again die and be resurrected! Alot of who I am and who I was had been lost, but I know nothing is gone forever, souls and the soulless live for eternity! The undead can be brought back, whether it be from the grave or from false perception of what others consider ‘life’!

I died, killing myself, becoming a sacrifice early in my career so I can be the responsible family man with a responsible steady profession. But now I am arising from my restless slumber, clawing my way out of the grave… so to walk amongst my undead friends once again!

I have learned that I could be successful and responsible, while sticking to me dreams and goals. Sacrificing my own spirit to satisfy the needs of another was not the way, especially for that of an undead. Sacrifice is not an end all, but just the beginning of hard lessons to be learned about ones self and those around you. My personal sacrifice did not appease the Gods or calm the cursed souls circling me, it just chained and tortured my spirit within to near extinction!

Sincerely… Yours in Immortal Life after Death!
- Von Zombie (2009)