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IT TAKES A MAN and it took one. Part 8 - static au

As Adam and Evelin made their way through, they encountered the police station. They walked in as fast as they could to be greeted with Dave Lee. "Dave !" Shouted out Evelin, running to him. To their luck, Mr. Lee was alive and well.

He only greeted silently, sitting down on the floor. "I'm glad ya' found me. Thought I'd die alone !"

Adam looked around for stuff to ask to take, looking at Dave for approval.

"Anythin' new , Eve ?" Dave asked her, making sure she wasn't too stressed.

"We lost people ." She replied. "Mark is home with her sister hopefully, Jonah is. . Jonah's. ." Evelin couldn't speak without starting to sob. It was scary, not sleeping, barely eating, trying to recruit and get out of the city quickly. "Infected, I barely made it ." Dave intervened. Adam's ears perked up;" Anything new you may now ? Anything . Anything at all ." Speaking while comforting his acquaintance. "They're fast . Really damn fast . I was lucky it didn't bite down on me . Guns do barely anythin' , damn' things . . " Evelin sighed, joining in the conversation again. "Cesar found out about it the hard way ." Dave brought them to some cozy, boarded up space. Thatcher and Ruth were there. The latter was patching up Thatcher's right arm, that seemed to have a huge slice across it, due to a scrape while falling. They smiled at them both, Thatcher a little less though.

"Adam ." "Officer Davis ."

They all sat down, Dave bringing something to eat to the newcomers. "We're planning on leaving this locked city , kids . Hopefully . What's important is that we get as many healthy people out as possible . Once someone is infected , it's pretty much done , unless you plan on cutting off one of your limbs , mh ?" Ruth explained. Her tone was kind, gentle. She wanted everyone to be well, taking her job with care.

"Any news , Murray ? Your friend-in-crime is missing . Weren't there 3 others ? The siblings and that fancy dressed gu.. gir-. . person ?" Thatcher asked, looking at Adam through a non so welcoming glare. "Jonah is infected , Mark is sick and at home hopefully , Sarah is also hopefully fine , Cesar. . . is pretty much gone ." They discussed, planning escape plans, planning to call for help, but no signal was given. Thatcher suddenly chimed in. " Wouldn't M.A.D. worsen, then? " . . . Everyone remained silent.

i bet on loosing dogs

TW FOR BLOOD AND BODY PULLING?? + KIND OF GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS

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Disfigurement warning, some blood too.

try guessing who it is..

Old cesar + mark, cesar concept art / unused drawings

Everyday gets . . . Part 9 - static au

It's not enough to cut off what has bit me. My fate has been sealed away forever. Amputating my arm will not be enough, even if needed. I can already feel myself being eaten inside out. I need to keep them safe until I can, it's my job, isn't it? I need to keep them safe.

NOTES: Stage 4 and post victims do not seem to see each other, all other senses are present. Every transformation varies on person, we have given labels to the ones we know so far. Jonah has seemed to have spared Adam. It may be possible that the entities have some sort of comfort-spots for some people. I promise to bring as much information before it's too late. Regards, Thatcher Davis MCPD

The Three The's (but on mspaint)

first and last time youll probably see me draw properly :sob: thatcher davis update tw: amputated / cut off arm (bandages)

Mark: Who tf are you playing uno with

Cesar: this goofy ahh looking dude

Jonah: bro who tf are you talking to

Cesar: huh.

A saddening event Part 10 - static au

Thatcher was writing on his desk, Ruth comforting him by patting his shoulder. " It can't be that bad. We amputated it, didn't we ? " Said Ruth, worryingly. " I'm done for. I need to be taken away, Ruth. I feel like something's growing inside of me. I don't want to hurt people. " Ruth sighed, leaving Thatcher by himself in the room, off to meet the others in the main room of the police station. " Can we do ANYTHING about Jonah? " Adam asked, looking at Ruth and Dave. The latter responded with a sigh, shaking his head. Evelin was sleeping soundly. Poor girl deserved it. It wasn't too long until they heard a rustling in the vents, followed by a fleshy noise. Ruth took her gun out, reaching an arm back to stay in front of the others. A weird hand reached for the vent, throwing it abruptly on the ground. A fleshy mess crawled down from the exit of said vent, looking around fearfully. It looked contorted, it's ribs went through his back , as if growing backwards. It's teeth were crooked, a whole chunk of it's skull was missing, it's arm was gone, replaced by a very spiky bone, the arm almost seemed to have been purposely misplaced on the other arm. It didn't attack, staying at a good distance from the group. There was one weird thing about it: a beautiful, red yet stained bow-tie. It seemed to be whining, covering it's face. Adam stood still, looking at the mess in front of him. ". . . Cesar?" He randomly guessed. The creature perked up, tilting it's head while matter got all over the floor. He was. . uhm. Alive, in some way. She crawled her way towards them but keeping a good distance. Adam looked around and put a brown paper bag on her head. Cesar seemed happier, and "stood" up to his full height, around 5'5. Either way, despite the sounds, he didn't talk. He couldn't . Ruth looked at Adam, lowering her gun. " What are we gonna do about this now ? "

jona :3 (tw for blood, possibly disturbing face imagery for some)

this is so cool

A canon tmc character? On my blog? It’s more likely than you think

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STATIC AU

Nothing would be able to numb the pain. Nothing will be able to numb the pain.

I can merely feel my flesh tearing apart slowly, I hear my heartbeat running strongly, and yet I am alive. The sweet relief of death is not enough to ease me from what I am going through.

If anyone, anything, somewhere, sometime can understand me.

I beg you to kill me. Let me die, let me leave this mangled, yarn like corpse that was once a human. I cannot recognize myself through any surface, through any layer of this foresaken consciousness I was cursed to have.

I will never forget how loud I screamed. How hard I fought. How I begged, and prayed, and cried. How I yielded for it to just kill me instead of putting me through it's foresaken, yellow, rotten teeth, and those eyes. Those eyes. How they'd constantly stare at me while I bled, feeling the rough, ruvid, concrete street. I didn't dare move, as if I did, I believed the pain would've worsened.

I can't keep going like this. I want to hug people again, I want to hold animals, I want to cook, I want to dress pretty again, I want to be complimented like I was once. I missed the warmth of words that strangers or friends or family would carry.

That sweet affection will never be given to me again.

I'm nothing but a mess of vital fibers.

I cannot be loved.

I will not be loved.

Hey

Sooooo- I wasn’t lying when I said I ate them— soooo I drew myself ~📞🪢 <— is an alter with mixed media who keeps accidentally eating TMC aus that we hyper fixate on

(We also have Jonah who’s the same way- but yeah I hope u enjoy the drawing ^^ sorry for eating ur au @fostopia )

v*insert pretty piano music and dancing in ur room alone to cope* v

Iiii have a TMC au I’ve been working on and I love it to bits but I just can’t plot or story right and I have good ideas (I think) I just can’t get them to work TwT anyway I’m tempted to post the drawings of the sillies jsut cuz I’m proud of them

I NEED TO SHARE MY BOYS IVE BENE WORKING ON THIS AU I CALL IT HUNTERDELA ITS NOT GOOD AT ALL BUT I LOVE THEM AND I NEED TO SHARE MY LOVE FOR THESE SILLY GUYS TWT hi enjoy my boys

Jokes that only two people will get

personal stimboard for me!! / creepy evelin miller stimboard

lost the credits, very sorry but credits to gif owners! please let me know if any of these are not for free use.

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pretty much what my reaction was