Liv Moore (
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entranceway2018-02-02 06:35 pm
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say it ain't so (video)
[ When Liv appears on the screen, she's in a nice off-white sweater with a hint of gold sparkle to it, full face of makeup and nervously smiling. She gives a wave, then lets out a breath she's been holding. ]
I have a confession. And some of you know. Some of you who know me don't know, and everyone else...
[ She pauses, looking down a little. Is this the right thing? Hell if she knows. It's not like she's in a place the size of Seattle. Maybe now's the time to just come clean. ]
The rest of you don't need to know but uh...at this point if someone found out by word of mouth I feel like it'd suck more, so.
My name is Liv. I've been living here since the summer. And...I'm a zombie.
[ She pauses for a beat. ]
Obviously from a different zombie world than the rest of you. I'll answer your questions now: Yes, I eat what you think I eat but the closet provides it for me. I only act like the maniac you'd expect when I'm hurt unexpectedly and then I'm super strong and just kind of...grunty. But I can help, I do help. I've saved people. I've died here. Yes, I'm technically dead right now, but I still look great?
I guess those are the hard-hitting questions. If you have any others I'll be here to answer them.
Please don't try to kill me. I'll just come back.
So I guess that's it. Now you all know, and I can breathe easier. Ish. Well, not breathe. Whatever, you know what I mean.
I have a confession. And some of you know. Some of you who know me don't know, and everyone else...
[ She pauses, looking down a little. Is this the right thing? Hell if she knows. It's not like she's in a place the size of Seattle. Maybe now's the time to just come clean. ]
The rest of you don't need to know but uh...at this point if someone found out by word of mouth I feel like it'd suck more, so.
My name is Liv. I've been living here since the summer. And...I'm a zombie.
[ She pauses for a beat. ]
Obviously from a different zombie world than the rest of you. I'll answer your questions now: Yes, I eat what you think I eat but the closet provides it for me. I only act like the maniac you'd expect when I'm hurt unexpectedly and then I'm super strong and just kind of...grunty. But I can help, I do help. I've saved people. I've died here. Yes, I'm technically dead right now, but I still look great?
I guess those are the hard-hitting questions. If you have any others I'll be here to answer them.
Please don't try to kill me. I'll just come back.
So I guess that's it. Now you all know, and I can breathe easier. Ish. Well, not breathe. Whatever, you know what I mean.
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[ What a damn nightmare. ]
And no offense taken, but uh...gotta admit it's a little nerve-wracking to know I'm prompting you to stock up on weapons.
text - I do it all the time >.>
[He hates his. More than he has words for. He hates that they're part of the population and he can't just put them down. For his sake. For Chloe's. Even if with the talks he's had with Liv's, he likes her well enough as a person. He guesses. It's just... damn.]
I already was. Ever since that event, but then I always have. Even before this place, and since I met the other one of you. You seem to be, I don't know. Fresher? Whatever. A lot more with it than he is.
I'm stockpiling because if zombies can be brought in as neighbors, then I know what kind of fucked up Mr Roger's neighborhood could be coming. From my world and others.
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And this guy is going on the written list of people Liv is worried about to give to a few select people. If she ever turns up dead outside of an event she's going to make sure people start looking in the most likely of places first. ]
All of us have something terrible we bring to the table. We wouldn't be here if we didn't.
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Cause not arguing the latter for some, but that's some shitload of blame to put on the kids here.
[Seth's been on a lot of lists, and he's not quite about his dislike for a lot of things... and people. He wouldn't be surprised at all by this.
Though unless they bit someone he gave a shit about and he had to shoot them in the head again, he's not likely to kill someone. Probably.]
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I'm guessing your average soccer moms are far and few between.
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Vampiric snake gods. You can add that to your list.
Though since we're just chatting on this. Are zombies just normal, or is that your world's special brand of hell?
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Still... you've got to understand why people are going to have issues though, given how many times we've run into them.
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Not sure if that says more about you or the rest of the population. Granted, only 28 people weighed in so I'm not sure if that's a fair sample.
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I came in paranoid though and this place didn't help, so maybe they'd gotten to resolve with the shit they deal with. Or just not the type to brace themselves for whatever shit is coming and just sucking it up.
Makes me think about how many of us there are. Never like stopped to count. Not that it's not a constantly changing number.
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[ Because constant paranoia ain't healthy bro. ]
We could probably count. There's a directory for the network, right?
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[Healthy is never part of Seth's psyche. Not given what he's been through, and how he was raised. Or, well honestly, wasn't raised. No one to raise him after eight, anyways.]
I look over it from time to time. Mostly hoping to see a few names pop back up. The numbers change a lot though. More than I think we notice.]
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Well, I guess to sum up, you don't have to worry about me personally. I don't know what else to say other than that.
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It looks like there's an issue or anything, say something. Okay? Even if you're worried about assholes like me. And I mean that for your sake,
so said assholes don't do stupid shit.
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[ More than one person has talked to her, seriously, about making sure they take her out before she hurts anyone. If she ever hurt someone here she's not sure she could live with it. ]
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Also, i've totally had calf brains. How even do you do it all the time?
Naw, seriously don't have to answer that but yeah. No.
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And I get it. Not wanting anyone to get hurt. It's the last thing I want, too.
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You could write a cookbook.
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[ It's a play on probably the most famous cookbook of all time from Julia Child, but she lets it go. ]
If I do, I'll write the dedication to you.