Not Quite

Title: Not Quite
Fandom: FF7
Characters: Zack and Cloud
Words: 1664
Rating: R
Warnings: Deathfic
Note: Written for both my 30_deathfic challenges and to try to kickstart nezure
Summary: Zack seemed to have missed an important detail about this whole death thing...

( One of those things )

Undead?

Me: did I just insult myself?
Art: I think you did, to some extent
Art: you just said you didn't stop and think
Me: ::headdesk:: in a prime example thereof!
Art: *grins*
Me: ::giggles:: ah well, I'll live
Art: if you have thus far, yes, you shall
Me: are you sure? maybe I'm a zombie
Art: awful spry for a zombie, then
Me: we don't all have rigor mortis ;_;
Art: yes, but after rigor mortis goes away, thus comes the decaying. Which generally means you start falling apart
Me: ::pauses and thinks about it:: duct tape and superglue
Art: won't stop it from liquifying, though
Me: ... ewww
Me: ah!
Me: I live in the desert!
Me: I was cheap mummified!
Art: ... which means you'd be all stiff because the water was sapped out by the heat and sand.
Me: shhh ;_; you're making it hard to be undead
Art: *grins* woops
Me: WAIT
Me: I KNOW
Me: I was embalmed in Arsenic!
Art: ...
Art: I won't go there, and burst your bubble again

Okay, now I'm all curious, and she had to go. Is there any way you can have a zombie that isn't decaying, liquefying, and is flexible, while also being over a year old? Using a scientific basis instead of a magic one I mean. Takers?