Tiffany Crystal had been a beauty-show-baby, born and was brought up on stage flashing a perfect smile. Her mother doted on the crowns and sashes Tiffany had won and was delighted when her little Tiffy moved on to her first professional modeling job for a woman's magazine. And so it was off to the big city Tiffany went.

Obedient to her mommy as ever, she sprinkled sugar substitute into her coffee the morning of the big shoot. Mommy told her that to keep her figure, along with at least 4 hours of exercising every day, sugar was a big no-no. So she put the substitute in everything she wanted sweet, which was almost everything due to her sweet tooth. Lately she'd switched to a new brand "Z-weet N Less", it had a slightly funny aftertaste, but ever since she'd started using it, she'd felt lighter and ate less.

That had to be good, right?

The shoot had gone on for hours, she felt dizzier the longer she stood under the bright lights as the makeup woman buzzed around her brushing powder on her face and fussing with her hair. The photographer kept barking more and more instructions at her, but she heard less and less as her limbs felt heavier and heavier, she wondered distantly if she should have some more "Z-weet N Less" to feel light again... "Come ON Daahling! I need more surprise, more innocence, more... more Art Frahm!" he bellowed "Gaaaaaahd do I have to come and pose you? You're stiff! Like the dead! I've seen more life in a cemetery!" The young woman didn't respond, she was slouching unattractively and she shuddered occasionally. He huffed angrily. The so-called talent that the agency was sending him these days was laughable. This girl was so green he could practically smell the daisies. He jumped up and stomped over to her, grabbing her arm, turning her towards him to position her for the shot. It took him a moment to realize that the pretty face was no longer quite so pretty, and that her baby-blue eyes were milky and red rimmed.

Tiffany wasn't the only one who turned that day, or over the following weeks, as "Z-weet N Less" consumers all around the country turned into Zombies before the connection was made and a product recall was announced. But she did make the best cover shot in the newspapers when they recovered the timed camera footage that had gone off as she ate the photographer.

And that was how Tiffany became Virgo in our Zombie Zodiac.

Sign Traits

The Virgo Survivor
As a survivor, Virgo is probably the ideal group member. Completely reliable and loyal, they're also observant and analytical, so they make great second-in-commands, especially in larger groups as everyone will come to trust their unbiased logical thinking. As they are also independent and creative, if they go solo (which they might due to that independent streak) they are very likely to make it as once they set their minds to something they usually succeed.

The Virgo Zombie
Virgo's don't make great zombies, perhaps due to their strength of will whilst living, they seem to quickly lose the ability to act without all of that analytical brain power. This leaves them often stuck in confusion over something small, like how to get around a fence. Fresh ones are often very unpredictable and unstable, which makes escaping one without some kind of damage very difficult.