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lucaist:

HEARING THE WORDS, the only thing luca could do first was be silent. however, a few seconds later, he was unable to keep up the serious F A C A D E as he burst out into an ensemble of chuckles, tears forming in his eyes as he clutched his stomach. “you know, em. you got me so good just now. i thought you were being serious for a second. i mean you’ve always been good at getting me, you know. but fool me twice and shame on me, don’t they say? like wow, you even got the whole HVF armband trend going on. the effort you put in is impeccable. great job. just G R A N D. i give you a 10/10 and that’s coming from the most critical brother in the world.”

It hurt Emily that she had to be this way but Luca was a rotter now and they all had to be put back in the ground. “Luca, I’m saying this because you’re my brother. Please let me walk away and never see you again, you need to go far, far away from Roarton. You may think you’re safe but you’re really not. If I ever see you again and there are other HVF members around I’d have to try and put a bullet in your brain and I don’t want to do that. So please. Go live your life elsewhere and be happy, just not around me.” 

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lucaist:

WHEN THE BRUNETTE saw his sister approach him, every ounce of f e a r that grew within him by the second suddenly vanished. “em!!” he exclaimed with the most enthusiasm in his voice, the nickname attached with so many memories just escaping his lips joyfully. “it’s so great to see you. you’re so tall now, wow? i mean, it’s only been like what, almost three years? but it feels so much longer than that. maybe it is longer? i’m not sure. i’m sorry i couldn’t celebrate your birthday.. birthdays, more accurately. i was, you know, TIED UP. somewhere. a busy man, that’s me. but WOW, look at you. being all adult-like. how have you been? i’m sure you’ve been well. i mean you’ve always been pretty independent. but, yeah. update me? maybe we can go to that cafe we used to always go to when we were younger? i mean, i can’t drink anything now, but let me know how the hot coco tastes. i miss hot coco.”

She couldn’t be mad at him, look at him.... Luca was her brother afterall.... The two of them were closer than any others she knew of.... Which is why it hurt when he spoke. Emily knew they couldn’t be as close as they were before. He spoke too much, she decided as he was rambling on and on. A sigh hit her chest and she looked him in the eyes for a minute before looking away. “I’m sorry, brother.... But I can’t be your friend anymore.... I’ve spent too much time fighting for the living people and now you’re all back like nothing happened? I can’t let you change my mind.... I’m really sorry.” 

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teegcn:

eyes roll back in the female’s head at her initial statement, her temper slowly being further and further chipped at as the conversation progressed with the IGNORANT stranger. her laughter warranting a bitter taste to form in teegan’s mouth, along with the comment afterward. “is that so? really, that only furthers the temptation to take you down — getting justice for those like myself. you know, us rotters got to stick together.” a bitter-sweet smile occupying her lips all the while.

“Ha! If you really wanna stick together then why don’t you go crawl back into your little hole where you came from, seeing as that’s where you belong. In the ground, dead.” Emily cracked her knuckles as she spoke, hand to hand combat was her specialty and over the past few years she had perfected it, the girl had no idea what was coming to her. 

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ofchance:

“Yeah?” August said, stopping dead in his tracks. “Well I can eat you if I wanted to, so there’s that.” He didn’t want to chance getting into a fight with her, as he had no idea what the hell she was capable of. 

“You wouldn’t get the chance to eat me, rotter.” Emily had no intention of learning the rotter’s name. She didn’t need to know that. All she did need to know was that she could kill him in five seconds flat, she had timed herself. 

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viirulcnt:

      curious by nature but I N D I F F E R E N T in beliefs, it was only a matter of time before dex found himself wandering aimlessly toward the community center once lunch hour rolled around and he closed down the bookstore. it nearly went past him that today was the day where pds sufferers were being welcomed back into their old communities with open arms ( whether that be T R U E or not ) until one of his customers engaged him in conversational small talk while he rang up their book. the whole situation itself was one that didn’t stir up any intensified emotion — whether that be in ANGER like the hvf or whichever sentimental feeling family members of sufferers were experiencing. blue eyes scanned the individuals leaving the community center after their checkups, watching in silent interest when his attention was captured at the agitated mutterings of the brunette beside him. “somebody doesn’t sound too thrilled about their new neighbors.” dex mused, gaze flickering over to the girl beside him while his tone dripped with dry sarcasm.

“Well considering those things go against everything I have fought for, for the past few years and that they’re nothing but trouble? Yes, I’m not exactly ‘thrilled’ that these corpses are being allowed to attempt to fit in with us normal, human beings.” She explained with a deep frown. If you weren’t still a member of the hvf you really didn’t get it. The hvf had fought so hard to keep everyone safe and now they’re being pushed aside without even a thank you. It was a hard pill that Emily refused to swallow.  

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ofchance:

August was immediately taken aback by what the woman said in return, but he tried his best not to let it show. “Charade?” He said. “Oh, you mean like this?” He proceeded to act like a stereotypical zombie then, outstretching his arms in front of him and slowly walked towards her with a limp. “My, what big eyes you have.” He teased as he inched nearer and nearer. “The better to see me with when I eat you.”

Emily rolled her eyes harder than she had in a long time. “If you get any closer I will take you down faster than you can say ‘ouch’.” She was well versed in hand to hand combat, not the best with a gun but ready to take someone down with her fists whenever need be. 

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lucaist:

WITH LUCA being one of the last remaining PDS sufferers to receive checkup, it gave the brunette plenty of time for his now slightly-living brain to think of the most outrageous ends of situations. him being shot by an HVF member, perhaps. maybe someone throwing blue oblivion at him saying it was a new candy and the brunette happily taking it (luca was rather gullible in that sense). maybe just a slight decay back into the soil, like perhaps if he just laid on the ground long enough he’d become one with mother nature. it was an understatement to say that the chemicals forming anxiety impulses was RAMPANT. 

he was asked a few hours before who he was the most excited to see and it most definitely was his sister. the two had been inseparable prior to his departure and the glee he felt in being reunited with her was immeasurable.

before walking out the large doors of the center, eyes locked onto the same eyes. a mirror placed before the exits for the most narcissistic of citizens. but to luca, the continuous gaze at himself wasn’t for the mere vanity purpose. it was because it was such a strange sensation to see him – well, healthy. you know, the way before he died. sure, it was all contacts and foundation but hell, whatever brand it was, it did a great job of covering his dark circles. 

he finally gathered the courage to walk out into the bustling streets of a, how do you say, diverse world?? co-existence? it was hard to say. it was at this time he had noticed a woman who seemed particularly disgruntled, the hate for the undead just spewing from her body. it was his sister.

With the armband stuck to her jacket, as she had hand sewn it on, she felt a wave of frustration wash over her. It was her brother who had next walked out those doors.... Fuck. Luca of all people had to come and be a stinkin’ rotter and she was there to witness it. In all honesty she thought he had been killed in the war but alas he was one of the few who had pulled through to become somewhat of a human again... Fuckin’ A. This could not be happening. Their eyes met and it was clear he was going to acknowledge her so she figured she’d start. She swiftly strode over to him, “Brother.” Emily huffed. Of course ever fiber of her being missed him but there was a new order she had to agree with. That he was the enemy.... 

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ofchance:

August couldn’t believe this bullshit. He put so much effort into the world by being a well-mannered citizen and working on inventing something that could benefit others, and what does the world do in return? Have an ignorant driver hit him with their fucking car, and they didn’t even even bother to get out and help. Nothing mattered now though, as no one would take a reanimated corpse seriously. He wished he was rotting underground instead of on the surface. As he began to wander throughout the town, he spotted a woman with big blue eyes staring at him. Without hesitation, August lashed out. “What the fuck are you looking at, bug-eyes?”

“Bug-eyes? Is that the best you got, you fuckin’ corpse with paint? I can see right through your little fucking charade and it’s only a matter of time before you hurt someone.” She snarled right in response. If this kid was lookin to get the snot kicked out of him then he was in the right spot. 

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reanimcted:

at the sound of the woman’s words, larkin felt her face heat up, a vibrantly pink hue creeping across her cheeks. she increased her pace, arms crossed across her stomach as the sinking feeling of insecurity set in. she wasn’t sure how to handle the hatred that she knew, that she dreaded, was coming. reaching a hand behind her neck, she lightly ran her fingers over the scars that were covered in makeup in order to mask what had been done to her. and in her moment of bitter reverie, lark’s protruding elbow smacked someone in the head. “oh! i’m so sorry,” she started, taking a step back. it was then that she realized she’d just hit that woman, the one who made the ‘rotters’ comment. “i’m sorry.” she repeated, taking her gaze to the ground.

Feeling a hard hit to the head Emily briskly turned to see who had such a problem with her comment and to no surprise it was a filthy rotter. She could feel the anger boil up in her further. “You might want to back the fuck up unless you want to get hit in return, rotter.” She spat at the younger girl. “I’m in a real sour mood today and if you’re lookin’ for a fight, well you just found one.” 

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gcldenapollo:

“We’ve all seen first hand, love. Everyone around today survived the pale war. We know the destruction, we know the death. That includes the law-makers.”

“Then someone around here should fuckin’ know better.” Emily huffed before turning away from him. “The name’s Emily, by the way... Not any of your pet names.” 

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gcldenapollo:

“Then I thinks when you’re allowed to deal with them,” he replied, “like when they find the rabid ones in the woods. That’s when they either capture or kill them. Though I’m sure you know better than me about that part of it.” He snorted; “and I remember not liking that I couldn’t drink until I was 18. Doesn’t mean my opinion mattered.”

“Every opinion matters when it is well educated. I have seen first hand the devastation these things have caused and I don’t want any more people to get hurt.” Emily sighed. 

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gcldenapollo:

“I was there too dear,” he responded, his tone taking on a sickly sweet quality. Behind his words, you could hear the ‘are you an idiot?’ “I don’t give a shit one way or another but there’s seemingly nothing that could be done even if I cared. They’ve got them on those meds that are supposed to be normal and have passed laws to protect them. Kind of pointless to be standing around and getting worked up about it.”

Emily’s start blue eyes narrowed and her teeth grinned. “But what happens if they don’t take their meds? They’re dangerous. Too dangerous if I’m being honest.” She folded her arms and let out a huff, “I don’t like where this is headed.” 

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gcldenapollo:

“I thought the point of that medicine or whatever was so that they didn’t act any different than us?” he asked, his brow furrowing. The rotters that were trickling out of the building didn’t seem to move any differently. 

“Those things should be dead. Not walking among us humans.” Emily nearly growled. “You know what they did to us, right? I watched my friends die because of those bastards and you’re just okay with them walking among us like nothing happened?”

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gcldenapollo:

Apollo cocked his eyebrow at the person beside him, briefly noting the HVF armband she seemed to wear proudly. “Kind of easy to tell, isn’t it? It’s people that are supposed to be six feet in the ground and aren’t. Also it seems like most of them apply that mortuary make-up way too thick.”

“Of course I can tell which ones they are, but we must understand them. Their movements and how they interact. Without that medication they’re a huge danger.” She held the frown intact as she looked the man up and down, what was his deal?

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gcldenapollo:

Apollo really didn’t care about them – rotter or PDS sufferer, your pick. Yeah, he hadn’t been that big a fan of all the murder and mayhem they’d caused their ‘untreated’ state but he wasn’t sure it was quite fair to blame them for something they’d had no conscious control over. At the same time… He didn’t give a shit and it wouldn’t matter even if he did. “If they’re gonna get you worked up, I’d head on home. Don’t think there’s much you can do ‘bout them.”

Hearing the boy speak from beside her, Emily sighed, “One must know the enemy. Even if there’s nothing you can do about it in the moment.” She explained before adjusting her armband. The girl refused to take it off, the HVF hadn’t disbanded in Roarton, not yet at least. 

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teegcn:

“last time i checked — the term was pds sufferers, not ROTTERS.” teegan is quick to quip the response to the stranger, head tilting to one side as she observed her behind contact concealed hues. “although, by the sounds of it, you don’t seem to care too much as to what to refer to us by.” lips momentarily purse, narrowed gaze refusing to shift from the female. “really, you should feel lucky we’re no longer ‘rabid animals’ — otherwise i’d have to fulfill the urge to snap that pretty lil’ neck of yours.”

“Oh, so you rotters do have something left of a brain!” Emily mocked in false surprise. Her glare unwavering from the girl before her. She couldn’t help the empty laugh that erupted from her throat, “I’d shoot you down faster than you could even comprehend. I’ve killed more rotters than you can even imagine.” 

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teegcn:

it seemed her feet began to guide her straight toward the town; maybe it was the curious part of her brain that urged so, having been kept from the outdoors for such a long period of time. albeit, teegan merely escapes the clusters of people surrounding the building when she notes a comment made beneath the breath of someone she had been passing by. it seemed that even in DEATH, her short-temper remained. spinning on her heel, bright hues instantly eye the female opposing her, a glint reflecting in them that hinted to the sudden angst she felt. “didn’t anyone ever teach you that it’s RUDE to mutter?” words practically spat from her chapped, cold lips. 

When one of those rotters spoke to her her frown deepened. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize yourotters couldn’t hear very well either. I called you things a bunch of Fuckin’ Rotters.” Emily down right snarled to the stranger. She refused to back down, not after this long of fighting them.