I hate the silence

[Truffula Au blog. Truffula flu is a zombie AU set in the 2012 "The Lorax" movie universe. This blog features Muteler, a mute onceler who’s part werewolf, who lives in the aftermath of chopping down all the trees in his valley , and who now has to survive a zombie apocalypse. TW for blood, body horror, death]

[mutesurvivor]

Uh on...

The next full moon is Halloween, it’s just around the corner

BUCKLE UP, CAUSE WE GOING WOLFIE BOI

[mutesurvivor]

Here's a positive outlook to your lycanthropy, you can use your were form to attack zombies, it'd be quick and easy plus helpful with large hordes of the undead

‘You call that positive?’

‘First, what kind of idiot would attack a horde of undead by himself?

Second- you expect me to sink my claws and teeth into disgusting, INFECTED, rotting flesh??

I’m not turning into some rabid dog to take down anyone. It’s risky. It’s stupid. And the less I have to rely on it, the better.’

[mutesurvivor]

Wow... uh... You need a hug? I think you need a hug...

‘IF YOU TOUCH ME--!!!!'

..................

-hurries into his lerkim. SLAMS the door shut.-

[mutesurvivor]

Who are your friends?

‘People. Certain people.

At one point, I had the crows too...’

‘But now...they’ve grown a taste for human meat.

I can’t get them to leave. It’s annoying. They just...perch on my lerkim. Watching. Waiting. For the next undead to get stuck, maybe? I don’t know.

They don’t attack me, though. So I leave them be.’

[mutesurvivor]

‘I lost count of the bodies. But—‘

‘It’s deep enough for nothing to climb back up.

[mutesurvivor]

[He carefully rolls the corpse over the ledge, into the abyss.]

[mutesurvivor]

‘Don’t do that.’

[mutesurvivor]

‘To eat it.’

[mutesurvivor]

‘Nothing special.’

[mutesurvivor]

‘Not the time.’

[mutesurvivor]

[S H U N K !]

[mutesurvivor]

‘Getting rid of that stench.’

[mutesurvivor]

‘............’

[mutesurvivor]

‘The family that abandoned me the moment my business went to shit?

The family that took most of my fortune and left me to deal with the angry mobs?

Haven’t heard from them since. Don’t know where they are. Don’t care.

I’d rather worry about other people. Like old friends—‘

[mutesurvivor]

‘You mean destroying my valley?

‘Of course I regret it. And now live with the consequences.

What do you want me to do about it? I can’t exactly plant new trees— have you seen these grounds?

They’re as dead as the corpses walking around Thneedville.’

[mutesurvivor]

‘What.’

‘Where did you even find these.’

[mutesurvivor]

‘I’m more bored than anything. Not even the crows are good company anymore.

But I’ve been on my own since Mustache left. I’m used to the bitter isolation. Like most Oncelers are.

Though given the current hostile state of the world, its better to stay alone.’

‘Don’t know. Not becoming a meal for the undead?’