
Photojournalist Nick returns to the town of Paradise City to find a huge zombie outbreak going around. And a shady government conspiracy being covered up. He has three days before the truth vanishes in the shadows forever, and the city is destroyed.
Nick P. Winters theme: (His name's Frank by Lifeseeker) Hordes of zombies on the horizon!
Who you gonna call when the dead are rising?
The posse's getting large man they supersizing! But they a bunch of dumbshits ain't too conniving! From Willamette to Vegas to Santa Cabeza Imma tell you right now, shit gets crazy! Can of zombie whoop ass first three ingredients? Frank West, Orange juice, and DRESS CODE DEVIANCE! It ain't a game it's a modern fiasco! He got a raw deal now he gotta get aggro! And teach a lesson bout corporate schemes it went from beef to queens to zombies friends. Then back into Zombrex the plot gets complex! Don't get shit out of order man keep it in context! He's covered wars you know, well of course you do! Imma say his freaking name until I'm horse and blue! HIS NAME'S FRANK! (WEEEEEEEST) HIS NAME'S FRANK! (WEEEEEEEST) Want the scoop of a lifetime it's money in the bank, He's Frank (WEEEEEEEST)! In the mall the casino walking zombies off the plank! His name's Frank (WEEEEEST)! Phenotrans running scams gonna put him to the test! Frank West you'll find him where he doesn't belong! Frank West and death just don't get along! Frank West he's better than mowing the lawn, and yes he saves the game when he's using The John! Give him a stuffed bear and he'll attack shit! Give him a hard time and he'll say "Fantastic"! And I'm pretty sure that you can get your ass kicked, if the zombie outbreak makes you psychopathic! Motocross jackets are nice but his style is priceless, sporting the stylish chain for his mid-life crisis. With his back out of wack, broke his sacroiliac, taking zombie upskirts is he a necrophiliac? Last brash fiend gave him a bad scene, got sprayed with a water gun filled with the gasoline. So everyone knows that weapon combos, are when things like wheel chairs get connected to lawnmowers! And put to use in the abuse of zombies all purpose enemies that replaced the commies! Hit em with a Hail Mary! Long gone cherry bomb dropping on the til they're not so scary! Put your fears to rest it's the new recreation if you ain't impressed! Go play some putt putt try to cut your stress! While I'm yelling "What! What!" with the homie Frank West! Working for the man had enough of this went freelance on some other shit! Said take this job and keep shoving cause I'm going bald and lovin' it. Back in the game it's beyond belief Chuck's handy in a pinch but you know the chief, of the zombie fighting, gut wrenching from inside em, dropping blows on his foes! Frank West the Titan, still claiming you never heard of this?! He's a kickass photojournalist! With a style based in the firmament, first place at the zombie crushing tournament! Some "just move on!" that ain't Frank kicked in the glass wall Cole smashed a tank. Now he's flopping round on your living room rug saying "Yo Zombrex is a helluva drug!". The times ticking down there's a lot to manage! Isabella's looking good wishing he knew Spanish! Rent-a-cop busting shots he's taking damage! Only one thing to do, EAT A SANDWICH! Sipping on rice wine with the scoop of a lifetime, if he makes it to primetime his name in lights might shine. Still he ain't tryna show em how to be the best, he's just happy when they say "Hey it's Frank West!". His name's Frank! (WEEEEEEEST!) His name's Frank! (WEEEEEEEST!) In the mall, the casino, walking zombies off the plank! He's Frank (WEEEEEST!) Isabella's looking good what a beauty campaign he's Frank West! (WEEEEEEEST!) Phenotrans running scams gonna put him to the test!
Open up the locket read Carlito's curse he didn't do it for himself he did it for Mother Earth!
Nick P. Winters theme: (His name's Frank by Lifeseeker) Hordes of zombies on the horizon!
Who you gonna call when the dead are rising?
The posse's getting large man they supersizing! But they a bunch of dumbshits ain't too conniving! From Willamette to Vegas to Santa Cabeza Imma tell you right now, shit gets crazy! Can of zombie whoop ass first three ingredients? Frank West, Orange juice, and DRESS CODE DEVIANCE! It ain't a game it's a modern fiasco! He got a raw deal now he gotta get aggro! And teach a lesson bout corporate schemes it went from beef to queens to zombies friends. Then back into Zombrex the plot gets complex! Don't get shit out of order man keep it in context! He's covered wars you know, well of course you do! Imma say his freaking name until I'm horse and blue! HIS NAME'S FRANK! (WEEEEEEEST) HIS NAME'S FRANK! (WEEEEEEEST) Want the scoop of a lifetime it's money in the bank, He's Frank (WEEEEEEEST)! In the mall the casino walking zombies off the plank! His name's Frank (WEEEEEST)! Phenotrans running scams gonna put him to the test! Frank West you'll find him where he doesn't belong! Frank West and death just don't get along! Frank West he's better than mowing the lawn, and yes he saves the game when he's using The John! Give him a stuffed bear and he'll attack shit! Give him a hard time and he'll say "Fantastic"! And I'm pretty sure that you can get your ass kicked, if the zombie outbreak makes you psychopathic! Motocross jackets are nice but his style is priceless, sporting the stylish chain for his mid-life crisis. With his back out of wack, broke his sacroiliac, taking zombie upskirts is he a necrophiliac? Last brash fiend gave him a bad scene, got sprayed with a water gun filled with the gasoline. So everyone knows that weapon combos, are when things like wheel chairs get connected to lawnmowers! And put to use in the abuse of zombies all purpose enemies that replaced the commies! Hit em with a Hail Mary! Long gone cherry bomb dropping on the til they're not so scary! Put your fears to rest it's the new recreation if you ain't impressed! Go play some putt putt try to cut your stress! While I'm yelling "What! What!" with the homie Frank West! Working for the man had enough of this went freelance on some other shit! Said take this job and keep shoving cause I'm going bald and lovin' it. Back in the game it's beyond belief Chuck's handy in a pinch but you know the chief, of the zombie fighting, gut wrenching from inside em, dropping blows on his foes! Frank West the Titan, still claiming you never heard of this?! He's a kickass photojournalist! With a style based in the firmament, first place at the zombie crushing tournament! Some "just move on!" that ain't Frank kicked in the glass wall Cole smashed a tank. Now he's flopping round on your living room rug saying "Yo Zombrex is a helluva drug!". The times ticking down there's a lot to manage! Isabella's looking good wishing he knew Spanish! Rent-a-cop busting shots he's taking damage! Only one thing to do, EAT A SANDWICH! Sipping on rice wine with the scoop of a lifetime, if he makes it to primetime his name in lights might shine. Still he ain't tryna show em how to be the best, he's just happy when they say "Hey it's Frank West!". His name's Frank! (WEEEEEEEST!) His name's Frank! (WEEEEEEEST!) In the mall, the casino, walking zombies off the plank! He's Frank (WEEEEEST!) Isabella's looking good what a beauty campaign he's Frank West! (WEEEEEEEST!) Phenotrans running scams gonna put him to the test!
Open up the locket read Carlito's curse he didn't do it for himself he did it for Mother Earth!
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fanart
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