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[personal profile] heroproceeding 2016-11-20 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
( ooc: Zack's got prophet eyes (but people might be fooled by his dumb SOLDIER glowstick eyes!) and is going to be mainly around the residential zones and possibly in the split tunnels. He will eventually be given the run around by Ed and end up stuck in a closet, but in the meantime, he will be attempting to kill people. I have no intention of him actually killing people or being killed, but injuring on either side's fine with me. /o/ If you have anything specific in mind, feel free to poke me via PM, plurk ([plurk.com profile] graylights), or Discord! )

[ It had started out subtly enough. Just an odd whisper in the back of his mind. Just a little touch of something off. Something odd. He hadn't thought much of it at first. Just looked to the others that night with a curious gaze. A curious feeling.

But the feeling had never stopped. No, it had just grown. And with it, had grown the whispers no longer so discreet. Kill, kill, kill they had chanted. And it felt like such a good idea- but it wasn't. No, it wasn't, he'd argued in his head. Never. Not in cold blood. Not without reason.

But the chant continues and that's when he forces open the door. That's when he disappears into the night. Away from the people that matter the most to him because if something should happen, if it decides to take a hold of him, he's not sure if he'll be able to stop it. That's his argument and he tries to hold it in his heart. Tries to remember as he finds himself tearing through the town at a sprint away, away, away. And as he runs the voices get louder and louder and louder. And this time, they aren't scattered but one. But he keeps on running, keeps his pace as well as he can.

Until he feels like he's run a hundred miles and he's standing in the middle of no where, breathing hard with a hand running through messy black spikes. His mind's a jumbled mess now, the voices in his head all but screaming now.

What was he... doing?

'Kill! Kill! Kill!

Kill the sinners! Kill them all! All the sinners!'


He removes his hand slowly, a scowl on his face as he eyes his surroundings with faintly glowing eyes.
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That's right. Heh... I really got my work cut out for me this time.
Edited 2016-11-20 07:42 (UTC)