thearena | Love bites.

Who: Orc and Eponine and then Open to all
What: Zombie Eponine is gonna bite Orc's face. Orc's gonna turn back into rock form and eventually zombify. So...who wants some?
Where: Shambling around the sixth floor
When: Near the end of week 3
Notes: Zombie related stuff, violence, manipulation

Orc...still desperately clutching at his original name of Charles was like everyone else looking worse for wear after three weeks in the museum. He'd been beaten, broken, and upset his best friend by losing his virginity to his best friends Ex-girlfriend.

So...it had been entertaining for the folks at home.

Unable to find Howard he set about looking for Eponine. He had to find SOMEONE soon or he was going to start crying and he might not stop. And men weren't supposed to cry in front of others. Being on TV that meant Orc was always in front of others. And he wasn't drunk enough to cry without shame.

"Eponine?" He grunted as he approached her usual nesting area among the wax figures.

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"My girlfrrriend." He growled the last word and shook his head with a groan of frustration before he slammed his forehead into a wall putting another hole in it.

"She's sick." And only now was Orc ready to admit she was sick in more then one way.

"I should have protected her. I should have protected someone." He sobbed though his words still sounded bitter and full of rage.

"All I do is break things!"

Someone dated a rock guy? That was not something that she thought she would hear anytime soon. It made her wonder if there was more to the story than she was hearing.

"Sick how? That she's all a zombie now? Yeah, that would follow. How do you get turned into a zombie in the first place though? Seems pretty out of the ordinary. Anyway, relax. You're a guy made of rocks, you're bound to break some shit. Just don't lose it when you do, ok?"

He couldn't. Explaining was getting too hard and he was angry and hungry and she was right there.

"Jussssssst grrrrroo." He begged as he shuddered and threw up bile and blood at her feet. He tumbled forward almost falling on her but catching himself at the last minute.

Ok, he just threw up blood and shit and almost fell on her.

"Since I'm not a dumb white girl, this is my time to go," she said. "Good luck with...whatever the fuck that is."

He waved a hand to try and make her go faster, but unfortunately lack of co-ordination made it more into a crushing backhand. He'd have to apologize for that later.

His head was throbbing. Desperately he hoped that it would go away soon.

He wanted it all to go away.

"Ow, the fuck?!" Mindy reeled, bleeding. Goddamn, ROCK HAND hurt!

In anger, maybe she shouldn't try kicking him though.

"J-just go." He groaned half begging her. When he brought up his head his eyes were full of fear for what he was becoming.

"Please." He didn't want to kill again, especially not a kid younger then him.

"Don't have to tell me twice. I may be a killer, but I'm not betting against rock fucker turning into a zombie. My chances sound pretty shit there."

Plus, she could see he didn't want this and honestly? She felt sorta sorry for him. She'd try to look him up later when he wasn't fucked by the Arena. For now, she was OUT.

"Try not to bite anyone!"

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