savetheearth | Twenty-Sixth Message [Video

Excuse me -- excuse me.

[It opens with voice for once, hasty and dry, but with actual words bringing the connection in.]

I'm sorry -- I don't...

[Starts over. Coughs. A moan solidifies into an "uhmmm". Tapers off and presses out through Anthony's nose.

Takes a breath to stall, gets the message together, and... speaks up again. Actually steadily - halting but articulate.]

...This is Anthony. Janvier, and I -- just -- thought I would say, um. In case, that -- I've been hallucinating, since -- fall. I think. And it -- uhh. ...Something happened last week - 'mmh not sure what's - happening. ...Exactly, but I.

[And that's where the organization of his train of thought ends.]

In case it -- might be interesting -- to someone.

[He'll put the fact that he's legitimately scared at where this might be going out of his head as far as possible in favor of what he's just said - it might be interesting to someone! There was that suggestion before that it could be due to his brain deteriorating, on one hand, and on the other, there'd been the boy who'd brought up "monsters" going insane, and the psychologist a while before, had touched on the idea of "treating" what had sounded to be that sort of thing.]

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Uh -- I'm a zombie, that's umm. All...

I mean, my -- other self is a zombie, I -- it was just -- pulses...

[Is there a way to both eloquently and non-ominously explain it?]

Edited 2014-04-26 05:31 (UTC)

R-really!? So I really could end up being a zombie!?

So Ez was telling the truth about this!? ButLucisaidhewasjustbeingajerk!

I don't wanna be a zombie, or a werewolf, or a vampire! But I really really don't want to be a zombie!

[Don't mind her, she's just freaking out.]

Who was -- ?!

I - [Yes, she's freaking out, and he's sorry and embarrassed and by God this is all around awkward - ]

I'm the only - I'm the only... zombie... that - we know of - ! I -- I-I think - um. Please, you won't -

[Wait a moment.

Thinks back to Angeline and ohh my let the answer to this question be a no!]

-- You didn't have a pulse just now uh, did - you - ...? [Voice strikes a high note and cracks on "you".]

Some guy from my math class!

[She'll start to calm down a little when he says that he's the only Zombie so far. She'll take a few deep breaths, but she's still kind of freaking out.]

Y-you are? Are you sure about that!?

[Her breathing starts to pick up a little again.]

I just don't wanna be one!

...Did I just have a what? N-no, I don't think I did.

[Tiny nod to the question.

Tiny head-shake when she picks up after.

And as for the last line - ]

-- A-a pulse...? I -- errh. That's good - that's good, umm. You -- I, if - if seeing a zombie didn't - didn't give you one then maybe - then you should be fine - ...

[That's a guess, but bahh the opposite's happened before; he sounds a little wearily scrambling.]

I mean, uh - you can uh - see me right now, uh - right - ...?

[Stupid question given the reaction in the first place, but simply to be sure.]

Should be?

[Deep breath.]

Y-yeah, I can see you right now... Definitely can see you right now.

[She'll shudder a little, because well... He looks petty gross.]

Maybe, should be isn't really the most reassuring way to put it.

B-but it's better then "oh, you're going to be a zombie."

[Low, mumbling along.] You're probably not going to be a zombie... [Hooks and anchors it back up a bit.] -- You're not - I'm...

Sorry. A-a-again, if I -- [Coughs.] "Scared" you.

Y-yeah, you're probably right about that.

[She'll let out a soft sigh. She feels a little bad for being so freaked out about him. I mean he looked freaky sure, but he was certainly a whole lot nicer than she ever thought a zombie would be.]

Uhmm... You don't have to be, it's uh... well-er. It's okay.

[No. No, it's not.] Someone turned into a zombie once after seeing. One of messages... -- She's fine now.

[Those last three words said a little more insistently than the mumbling of the rest.]

[And she's back to freaking out again.]

THEY DID!? SO I COULD END UP BEING O-!?

[She'll stop herself once he finishes talking.]

-She's fine? [A sigh of relief goes here.] ...Okay that's good.

[No, he didn't mean to bring it back to down that route...!

And - yes, a sigh of relief is likewise good.] Mmmh, she - it wore off, in -- less than a day; I haven't - asked her... if she knew how it worked - ...

[Although it's probably not of consequence; it's just quirky.]

Huh... Well at least she's better. That's what counts, right?

[There's a bit of an awkward pause as she thinks about what to say next.]

Uhmm... Do you think the same thing could happen to you? How long have you been like that anyways?

[Words coming out in individual wheezes.] It'll -- be -- a year, in... June...

[With a little squirming and compressing down to nothing. It really has been that long; in fact, depending on exactly what the effects of that first pulse at the statue truly were, he's been a zombie for over a year now...] It's uh -- been -- slow -- though... -- I-I-I've, uh -- been rotting - in, uhmm - sst - stages.

I uhh... -- know it - isn't going to wear off; that's fine...

[She'll frown at that. That's so sad.]

A year? Oh...

Uh, well... is it really fine?

I guess you get a bunch of reactions like mine.

[Heck, ever right now she's having a hard time looking at him.]

Yeah -- ... [He tentatively holds that up with a measure of heart that's supposed to be light, tries to pull his in-tact facial muscles into a smile to carry that, and is cringing to top it of with a bit of partly-conscious apology that it probably does not come through adequately. Dries his tone back up to something more fluent and neutral - sucks it down from whatever it's riding.]

I'm -- I'm used to it though -- ....I er. Honestly am...

Uhh - be-being a zombie - ... I mean.

[She'll cringe slightly as he tries to smile. It just doesn't quite look right to her. However, she will return the smile with one of her own.]

R-right... Well what do you do as a.. uh... Zombie.

I mean, because you don't really seem like the kind of guy to go and y'know... eat breains.

Uh - I don't eat...! [Period, rest assured. Slightly sheepish, but that's all but a stock bit of information to deliver at this point.

Proceeds, still a bit husky.] No -- Not much to be honest - I just - stay inside... Most of the time, uhm.

Use - the network. The, er - the person I'm -- staying with, er -- teaches me how to fight. Sometimes. I, er.

[Wry abashed laugh shakes it up.] I used to do a lot of reading -- ...! Before -- uhmm. [Pulls another awkward smile, waves a hand across his eye sockets; compulsively runs his fingers into the right one to check on the small red thing resting in the back]

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