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WHERE - anywhere you’d see fit.
jade had pretty much mastered almost all the cuts and gashes out there – she knew how to make them all look realistic with her makeup (thank you years of a fixation in horror art). but the one thing she has yet to get down was the rotting kind of wound that would usually be seen on zombies. this is why she was sat here now, with her makeup bag out and practicing that kind of wound on her own forearm. she turns to the nearest person to her and taps their shoulder, “what do you think of this? realistic enough?” she asks, extending her arm out.
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FOR THE LAST HOUR, ELLY HAS MANAGED TO KEEP HERSELF BUSY ON HER PHONE. this was normal for her; tweeting and replying to fans’ tweets; posting pictures and stories on instagram; editing her pictures; anything to keep her name in people’s mouths— she was so focused in her own world. this is why, that when she felt a slight tap on her shoulder and annoyingly turned, her head to look at the other person who dared to pull her out of her zone, only to meet a gory-looking wound that looked like it straight out came out of a horror movie, she almost had a heart attack.
“what the hell?! what the hell is that?!” she screamed.









