towerofanimus | The Doctor is [a Nazi Zombie!]

Characters: Zombiefied!Richtofen and anyone who wants in on the action!
Setting: October 18th-onward, anywhere in the Tower. Specify date and floor.
Format: Action to start, but I'll match you.
Summary: Richtofen didn't meet his quota, and came back as a zombie. A hungry zombie. He gets increasingly more ravenous as time goes on, intent upon changing as many residents of the Tower into zombies as he can.
Warnings: Blood, gore, character death with mun's permission, all that good stuff. If your character is zombiefied by Richtofen, it only lasts one day, but Richtofen will be able to control them. They'll also be able to make more zombies. Let me know if it is or isn't okay to harm/kill your character, please!

[Well, he tried. He'd stolen a lot of candy, and in turn, he got his candy hidden away, and couldn't meet his quota. He supposed it was fair, but it was still irritating to die a second time. It was even more irritating to come back as a zombie; irritating, and a little ironic. Painful, too.

For a while, Richtofen's new hunger is manageable. He's able to keep himself from mindlessly throwing himself at Tower residents, but he does try to bite if he gets wound up. However, he's Richtofen, so he finds himself getting wound up an awful lot. He's missing chunks of his body, the cafeteria food is even less appealing than usual, and he still can't take off his stupid Marine costume! Things are not going well for him.

But after a while, it gets to the point where all he can think about is delicious, glorious, moist, lovely flesh. Cafeteria food is no longer appealing. He's sure he'll starve if he doesn't find somebody to munch on, and hey, he's always wanted to control his own zombie horde!

So later in the month, he begins to charge at other residents without even the slightest provocation. He's armed with a knife, but he's hesitant to use it, because the feel of flesh between his teeth is so much more satisfying. The downside is that his costume hasn't given him any boosts in strength, and it's made him less wary of others, which is a dangerous combination for someone who doesn't have any superhuman powers. Fighting him off will be easy if you're gifted with those sorts of abilities, but if you aren't, you'll find that an incredibly hungry Nazi zombie is hard to fight off. Proceed with caution.]

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[It was getting harder. Shion had been okay at first, but as candy had gotten scarcer he was barely scraping through. Xion had left him a decent amount of candy when she had died; and he was trying to concentrate on the fact she had made him promise to live and not the fact she had died for him because that was awful...

Yesterday Reno had helped him but the situation was much the same today, none of the monsters dropped candy. It seemed if he wanted it he would have to steal it...

And Shion didn't want to steal, he didn't want to cause anyone else's death and even if he stole from someone strong enough to get more, they would have to steal and someone would eventually die.

He was working in the library as normal, ignoring the fact that his costume was becoming steadily tighter.

He heard a noise and went off to investigate.] Hello?

[Really, Richtofen had only been intending to use the library to study. It was an innocent enough goal. He hadn't seen anyone else at first, so he had grabbed a book that had looked interesting. But then, around the corner, he'd caught movement. In his surprise, his book had gone crashing to the floor.

It was another person. They were all alone, and coming toward him, and Richtofen was so hungry... He didn't even have time to wonder if the kid might have had some sort of hidden, devastating power before he found himself leaping at him, arms outstretched and teeth gnashing. He was reaching for the kid's arms, because he still had enough sense in him to know that a victim who flailed around less was easier to kill.]

[Shion went down pretty easily; Reno would be mad at him for being caught unaware. Unable to use his arms he tried kicking, trying to get away from this man... monster he realised as he caught sight of missing flesh.]

[A few blows landed on Richtofen, but he didn't seem to care. The most indication he gave that he even felt the kicks were the few growls and shrieks he let out, but those were more a product of his monstrous nature than anything.

He caught sight of Shion's throat, where he knew the jugular was located. If he could bite through that, the boy wouldn't last long. But he was just so hungry that he didn't care where he bit him, so he growled and snapped his teeth and dipped his head down, attempting to tear into Shion's flesh.]

[Shion screamed, Richtofen was stronger than him. Had been last time they had fought in the labyrinth and still was now despite Reno's training.

He felt pain and screamed again as he felt teeth tear into his throat.]

[Richtofen relished in the fact that a human's teeth were so strong, he really did. Their resilience combined with his sheer force of will made it easy for him to tear through the boy's neck. He reared his head back and let out a joyous hum as the first wave of blood splashed over his face; oh, it was so refreshing to feel that after so long.

He chewed the bit of flesh in his mouth hastily and swallowed it down before dipping his head down again. Every beat of Shion's frantic heart sent more blood out of his ruptured veins, and Richtofen drank it down just as readily as he tore chunks out of his neck. He made obscene little grunts and slurping noises as he ate, the feeding frenzy leaving him with little more awareness than an animal.]

[Shion screamed until he could scream no more pain flooding his senses as he gave up and let the man kill him; after all it would be better to die even if he woke up twisted and wrong, than try and struggle on with the injuries he knew he now had, and probably die later at another hand.

It took longer than he thought but finally consciousness left him.

Only for a moment though, because after a minute or so after the body Richtofen was feeding from had finally gone still the red eyes opened again. The pain was still there but muted, he could move despite the chunks of flesh missing from his body.

And Shion was hungry.]

[Richtofen tore flesh away and munched on it even after his prey went quiet and still. His movements were uneven and sloppy, and by the time he was finished, one side of Shion's neck was stripped of skin and some muscle, and the other side, near his shoulder, had a few bites taken out of it as well. The only thing that stopped him from eating more was that damned costume of his (so hard to tear!), but no matter. By the time the kid was dead, Richtofen had eaten his fill.

He sat up and blinked, his face, chin, and throat dripping with blood that he didn't bother to wipe away. He was beginning to come back to his senses. He rolled his tongue around in his mouth, tasting blood and flesh, and it was at that moment that Shion began to squirm underneath him.]

...Oh. You're back. [Richtofen stood up, feeling an inexplicable sense of control. Curious, he barked out:] Stand up!

[The feeling of hunger grew the more aware Shion became. He wanted to eat now and it had to be flesh. That would be easy, there were so many people here.

At the order his legs moved on their own, Shion was still in a state of numb confusion and hunger but they at least seemed to know what to do. His movements were awkward and he stood strangely.] I'm hungry [His voice was gruff and strange, his damaged neck had affected it.]

[Richtofen chuckled fondly. He had long desired to take control of zombies he'd created for himself, but in his homeworld, that brat Samantha stole the opportunity away from him. Here, now, he felt powerful, having created this one with his own body - no strange, alien chemicals needed.]

Yes, I'm sure you are. [He turned away and started toward the exit of the library. Before he got too far, he looked back and gestured for Shion to follow him.] Come, minion! We'll find you something.

[Shion's body again obeyed the moment the command was given and though some suppressed sleepy part of his mind screamed at him not to follow the hunger and promise of food quickly drowned it out.

He shuffled awkwardly, shambling towards the staircase and Richtofen.]

The Doctor is [a Nazi Zombie!]

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let me know if I need to tone down the gory description or anything!

no problems! Also I have never written zombie turnings before so idek if I did it right

you're fine c: just shambling and trying to eat people and listening to Richtofen, basically

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