💀 @kujx (Josuke) 💀
LIL’ ANKLE BITER, or so he had dared to fondly call this one. However, never a mutter beneath his breath, but more so an ANNOYING. LITTLE. ECHO. within a long since ROTTING CAVITY, one that caused yellow teeth to GRIT HARSHLY against one another the moment he realises it. The kid had POTENTIAL. This, he knew. Though, it was never exactly a challenge separating the zombies that would run headfirst into a goddamn wall if given the chance, and the ones that would rule over the former.
REGARDLESS OF WHETHER YOU WERE GOOD OR EVIL. All human lives tend to wound up here. Wondering. Waiting. ROTTING. Just like this one. And, where, exactly was the FUCKING JUSTICE in that? QUIET RAGE in a hulking form, only ever released through the THRILL of getting the chance to take on those that still BREATHED. Not that the opportunity was always there, only once in a blue moon.
"You don’t gotta use your LUNGS no more, kid.” Due backs were at the ready, as always, with one but of course jutting itself from between his teeth. The elder zombie had required a brief BREAK before they headed on back to their little part of ROTTEN WORLD for the day. With ELLY being not too far, so was his companion, “Just have one.”
