@lunarcovestarters
Option A:
Jas' eyes widened in disbelief as one of the mindless corpses she had accidentally raised lunged at an unsuspecting bystander. "Bad Zombie!" She exclaimed, rushing forward to try to yank them off of them, only when the corpse didn't listen, she yanked their hands away with force. "I said get off of them!" She shoved the zombie away, before she let out a frustrated sigh. "Sorry about that. I can't really control them. See?" She motioned over to where another corpse was walking mindlessly into a wall only to stumble back a few feet before colliding back into the same brick building again and again.
Option B:
"Please," Bri whimpered out, clamping her hands over her ears as if she was trying to no avail to quell the pain. Every scrape of sound splintered into her eardrums with vicious precision. It was too loud. Vampire hearing could already be a lot compared to how it used to be back when she was human, but this- this was unbearable. Between the banshees screaming, the sirens singing, and hunters roaming around shooting people down with arrows left and right, Bri could hardly think straight, let alone do anything, but curl up into a shaky ball on the ground. "Make it stop. It's too loud." Everything was far too loud and, after the special brownie she had taken during the festival all she could think was, "I'm too fucking high for this." But at the sound of footsteps approaching, her eyes widened as she found herself helplessly sitting before a hunter with their bow pulled sharply toward her. "Help?" She gulped out.








