#verse: corruption

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((Starter for @miles-of-muses​ ))

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He managed to usher Nene and Darnell out with the kids as soon as he saw shit go down. As for him? He was staying behind at the mall’s exit to buy them more time.

Pico didn’t know what this was, or what the hell just happened exactly, but... He needed to nip it in the bud before it had the chance to get worse.

He gripped his gun tighter in his hand, his jaw resolute and his brows taking on a stoic scowl.

... Out of everyone in that damn mall... why them...? Why were they the first ones to...

...

The first thing he saw was the glowing facial features. Before a shadow in solid shape came shambling out towards him.

... Of course...

“... Mike...”

... He hated this... He hated this so fucking much...!

“... Whatever the fuck you think you’re doin’, knock it off. It don’t hafta be this way...”

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((Starter for @miles-of-muses​ ))

. . .  H u r t . . .

Why did it h u r t . . . ? !

She didn’t know when, but at some point Ligiea fell to her knees, gritting her sharpening teeth as she felt things just under her skin trying to tear out into the open. Her horns managed that, against her will. Normally it wouldn’t have been anything. Just her human disguise falling way. But this was by force, against her will.

Blood tricked from the sites of emergence, down her face. And- They were already out, what-

Something akin to someone pulling on them, trying to tear her horns off, was the closest way she could put it. It just kept extending, and it felt like it was trying to tear her skull apart. It was agonizing-

Like her horns, her wings too, tore themselves out of her flesh, like a gruesome butterfly out of a cocoon. But if someone was forcibly yanking them into view. Her own view became blurred as her eyes stung.

Help....! Someone help...! Mommy...! Daddy...!

“P... Prynce...!”

Something of a combination of a pained grunt and a choked sob forced itself from her teeth.

Hurts... It hurts...!

I t  h u r t s . . .

H e l p . . .

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This was crazy!

The fuck was going on?

What was that thing that appeared? What did it do? What was this... Thing that was spreading over his body? Leaving a horrid tingling sensation and overwhelming nausea feeling that was coming over him.

In a daze he ran from the thing only to bump into a solid being right into the corrupted side. He hisses backing up, his normal hand going to pin his claw down to avoid scratching to poor soul.

...

"...Oscar...?" {Dominic}

Shit was fucked.

It was like some messed up zombie apocalypse with like. Neon glowing features. Attacked on sight, spreading the... affliction. He had no idea what the fuck.

Oscar couldn't get ahold of their youngest brother. Khole was out of town with her girlfriend. Frankie nabbed Ritz and Miku and went into hiding. Scarlett went to Hell to try to find a solution to all this... And now here he was, trying to find his unaccounted for siblings...

A body crashed into Oscar, sending him stumbling back a step. The dark limbs had him stiffen before he really took in who the owner was. And he felt a pit of dread in his stomach.

"... Oh fuck, Dom...!"

What... happened to him...?!

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Spiral eyes gleamed in the darkness of the alleyway, patiently staring. An effective hunter awaits its prey.

Sharp. Intense. Unblinking. Vigilent. The hunter refuses to move until it catches movement.

... And movement, there is...

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Shuffling into their little hidey-hole looking around the place for a certain ginger. Letting out some little chirps to hopefully attract attention if he's there, of course!

Okay, he wasn’t expecting to come home to find some shadow lurking around in their home. And yet, there was.

And no sign of Softie.

“HEY!!!” he shouted from the enterance, “Who the fuck are you!? What did you do to my boyfriend!?”