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XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX I think paranoia can be instructive in the right doses. Paranoia is a skill. ((John Shirley))
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Seeing her taunting expressions sent a wave of fury down Nii's spine. This monster was using Soleil's body as a play thing, disputing her image, playing its own sick games. 'I don't remember....' She began to think back to her first years with the school. Little Soleil. Shy Soleil. Insane? Scared maybe...Nii had always figured it was just reaction to all of the pain and torment of everything that had happened to the world. She would have never guessed that there was someone else-- no, something else inhabiting her body. Although the occasional outbreaks may have been a hint...
Nii wanted to cringe every time that thing said her name. But she couldn't even blink without her body shooting pain through her skin. Her blue eyes peered up, pained and weak, at the v3. How could she not have known? Soleil had done such an excellent job of hiding what was always trying to break free. It was understandable that she couldn't do it forever. Soleil was still there, though. She wasn't yet completely engulfed. No. She was better than to let an undead creature take full control of a still living host. Soleil was taught better than that.
Niira was enjoying Sol's little monologue, in a sense. It was a lot nicer than being slung off of a motorcycle, at least. But it came to an abrupt end. When the red-eyed demon stopped talking-- at the most important part no less-- Nii wanted to fight back, give the creature some trouble. Sol easily shuffled her neck in the right position, and all the beaten down teacher could do was squeak, blood trickling out of the corner of her mouth.
Then came the inevitable bite.
Why was it surprising? All zombies, no matter what type, needed sustenance. This one was no different. Nii, however, had been secretly hoping this was all a trick that Soleil was playing, that it wouldn't come down to this.
She tried to scream, call for help, do anything of use. Niira's body wouldn't allow her to move in the slightest. Even when she felt the tearing of her own skin being ripped apart by human canines, she could not react any further than allowing the tears to stream down her face. This was it. After years of successfully evading the death bite, one of her own students was going to turn her.
She couldn't tell what happened next. Her limp body was dropped suddenly onto the pavement. The shredding or her shoulder stopped. There was only dark, swirling colors, muffled sounds, and the faintness of her own heartbeat getting slower and slower. If she'd had one left, Nii would have gone out with one of her homemade bombs. When imagining her death, she'd always figured it'd be majestic in that way. But she'd used her last bombs on the v3 that had nearly killed her the day before, only to end up dying a few hours later.
'Kill me. Don't let me turn into one of those things. J-just kill me! Please, I'm begging you!! Kill me!! KILL ME!!'
The words could not be produced. Her thoughts would not be heard, no matter how much she wanted to say them. After a moment, the blackness surrounded her, clouding everything she was or used to stand for. Her tear filled eyes close, only for the blackness to turn into vivid, blindingly bright color.
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Seeing her taunting expressions sent a wave of fury down Nii's spine. This monster was using Soleil's body as a play thing, disputing her image, playing its own sick games. 'I don't remember....' She began to think back to her first years with the school. Little Soleil. Shy Soleil. Insane? Scared maybe...Nii had always figured it was just reaction to all of the pain and torment of everything that had happened to the world. She would have never guessed that there was someone else-- no, something else inhabiting her body. Although the occasional outbreaks may have been a hint...
Nii wanted to cringe every time that thing said her name. But she couldn't even blink without her body shooting pain through her skin. Her blue eyes peered up, pained and weak, at the v3. How could she not have known? Soleil had done such an excellent job of hiding what was always trying to break free. It was understandable that she couldn't do it forever. Soleil was still there, though. She wasn't yet completely engulfed. No. She was better than to let an undead creature take full control of a still living host. Soleil was taught better than that.
Niira was enjoying Sol's little monologue, in a sense. It was a lot nicer than being slung off of a motorcycle, at least. But it came to an abrupt end. When the red-eyed demon stopped talking-- at the most important part no less-- Nii wanted to fight back, give the creature some trouble. Sol easily shuffled her neck in the right position, and all the beaten down teacher could do was squeak, blood trickling out of the corner of her mouth.
Then came the inevitable bite.
Why was it surprising? All zombies, no matter what type, needed sustenance. This one was no different. Nii, however, had been secretly hoping this was all a trick that Soleil was playing, that it wouldn't come down to this.
She tried to scream, call for help, do anything of use. Niira's body wouldn't allow her to move in the slightest. Even when she felt the tearing of her own skin being ripped apart by human canines, she could not react any further than allowing the tears to stream down her face. This was it. After years of successfully evading the death bite, one of her own students was going to turn her.
She couldn't tell what happened next. Her limp body was dropped suddenly onto the pavement. The shredding or her shoulder stopped. There was only dark, swirling colors, muffled sounds, and the faintness of her own heartbeat getting slower and slower. If she'd had one left, Nii would have gone out with one of her homemade bombs. When imagining her death, she'd always figured it'd be majestic in that way. But she'd used her last bombs on the v3 that had nearly killed her the day before, only to end up dying a few hours later.
'Kill me. Don't let me turn into one of those things. J-just kill me! Please, I'm begging you!! Kill me!! KILL ME!!'
The words could not be produced. Her thoughts would not be heard, no matter how much she wanted to say them. After a moment, the blackness surrounded her, clouding everything she was or used to stand for. Her tear filled eyes close, only for the blackness to turn into vivid, blindingly bright color.
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Inside my Head
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Location
Bleeding out slowly, dying in the middle of the road.
O.O.C
This...is deep, man. This moment right hither. FFFFT.
Idk. I may revive her as a v2 or as some super-human freakish play off of Sol. Y DOES SOL HAVE SUPAH POWERS?! D<
Anyway, I may not post for a bit peeps. I mostly want to bump and get my life in check. I will be stalking, but Nii is mostly dead. Gotta think of something...Ugh. Alright.
Sol glared daggers at Connor. He needed to die. Sol's eyes flashed, and she took a predatory crouch, snarling at him.