Apr 01, 2009 20:35
lizzy bennet: zombie hunter,
[colleagues] sir minsc,
[residents] miss york,
[students] harper finkle,
this island is mocking me,
[students] agnes nitt,
[residents] miss dröttningu,
[residents] mrs. harker,
[colleagues] mr. wilson,
[events] sewing circle,
[locations] 13 griffin way
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Entranced, a shadowy figure shuffled closer. Lights warm. Lights nice.
Lights often meant food.
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"Neeeeeeeeeeeeeeerg..." she gurgled, slowly moving closer to him. "Ahhhhh."
He was bright and red and shiny! Perhaps he would taste just as unusual.
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"Eat," she hissed, lurching foward to try and grab his arm. "Eat talky-meat."
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Stupid mask. Sadly, she wasn't bright enough to realize that it was in her way.
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Blackish-green ooze bubbled from the wound as she wailed forsakenly, regarding him with almost a wounded expression. "Talky meat!"
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Ignoring the ichor that leaked from her body, she threw herself at him, intent on gnawing on his arm. She hungered, even worse than before, and some dim part of her mind felt it was his fault.
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She'd rip his arm off, and failing that, kick his shins. Hard. That would make the Talky Meat be silent.
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