dear_mun | ...can this even be called a voice test.

[Community, you are plus one zombie as of right now. This zombie is dressed in the decaying remains of a sports jacket and a shirt. Fully clothed and in surprisingly good condition despite the fact that he's, well. Dead.

Taking a shuffling step forward he points.]

Uuuuuuuugh. ghhhhhhhhhhhhh. ughhhhhhhh.

[followed by several more grunts and groans]

...hungry.

[The earlier groans and grunts can be translated. If you speak zombie his moaning can be translated to the following:

"Kid look. I get what you're trying to do. And I think it's pretty funny. Yeah I know I don't shut up that's why I was a good Hollywood Agent when I was alive. It's honestly why I'm not stopping and for that matter - the whole eating people thing? I worked in Hollywood kid. That was par for the course.

Granted, I miss the kid. I know your friend was talking about picking him up but let's be real here. Produce him and we'll hang. Meantime however, I'm not looking to go anywhere. I know you've got one of those zombie hunters in your head. I don't intend to die at any point in the near future kay.

By the way. I'm -]

Hungry.

[and cue more grunts and groans]

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[See, M just has a way with all the nuances of groaning. No wonder he's that good with the ladies, even if R himself doesn't see the point. The younger zombie is giving dull nods of his own, a lot of "uh huh, uh huh" kinds of nods, his dead eyes on his fellow walking corpse]

Guh. [Gurgles in his lungs] Good point.

[Also how often can you turn down a movie and a dinner? Okay, maybe skip the movie. Movies are long gone. They can still do dinner.]

[Kid! The older zombie would smile - if he could remember how. Instead he just nods, a sharp jerky motion of the head.] Eeat.

[this presents a problem. His mun is against a mass rampage and two zombies on their own - well packs or "herds" are a good thing for a reason.] Nooo...citty.

[Cue a number of noises, over the course of a couple of minutes that can be translated into "This two bit one horse town. Seriously man."]

[If he smiled, he'd probably get a faceful of bad teeth. Then again, R's seen M with chunks of Living sticking out of there, so it isn't like it'd be anything new. R listens to the other zombie with his head also bobbing up and down in a nod of his own, tilted slightly to the side like he's starting to list over like the slowest sinking ship of all time

....Good idea.

[M, as usual, you say it like it is. Again he wonders who the other zombie used to be, where he got that jacket, why M always sits at the bar like he runs a tab. R has the impression he couldn't ever afford the tab, coming back to his ratty hoodie.

These days you couldn't run a tab if you tried.]

Get...others? [He's not even that hungry but R is antsy somehow, like he needs to get out and do something with his hands even if it means sticking them in someone's guts.]

[Once upon a time M was one of the top Hollywood agents. He made stars R. Stars like you. You have a face for pictures kid. Well. Had. Drinking, sure, but. He likes you kid. If they ever get out of this. He's got your back.]

Noo. Others. Hard. to find. [He's looking for a word here R.] ...there are. hunters.

[Really, M? He bets you say that to all the girls (even the dead ones. Because they're all still going through the motions these days). R appreciates the thought more than he realizes]

I know. [He gives a roll of his shoulders, slouches a little lower. When aren't there hunters, Living who have claws of their own? Actually, don't even talk to him about that - he can't imagine a world with no food] So?

Protect our own. [he takes his role as leader seriously] ...Feed them.

...besides.

nobody. [nobody's here. this is hard.]

Yeah. [And isn't the truth. R heaves a sigh next to M. Just them and not enough zombies to even form a posse, nevermind a real hunting party. And a horde? He didn't think so]

Ffff...[The word rolls around in R's tongue like ashes. He forces it out] Figure. It out.

[There he goes.]

The. girl.

[M turns his head slowly] You. find her?

[The Girl. That's how R hears it, all caps jumping out at him]

Yeah....held hands. [The zombie bobs his head almost dreamily] You remember? Holding hands?

[M has to think about this.]

...Long time.

[R is silent for a moment. When you're a zombie, moments can mean anything from minutes to hours.]

Tough break. Maybe. Soon?

[More thinking. Time passes.]

Sure kid.

[And then lightly] if I.

did.

Who'd watch. [He slowly, slowly, turns his head] out for. you?

[If anyone can do it, he thinks it's probably M. He's pretty stubborn for a dead guy and coming from R, that's saying something. The question surprises him, leaving R staring mutely back at his friend]

Be okay. Be back in time...for...for... [R stutters on the word "curfew", wracking his mind for the word. It doesn't make it to his mouth. Instead R just gives a wry shrug.]

[That shrug. He tries to smile but it comes out more like a sneer.]

don't do.

Anything.

[I wouldn't do but he can't say it. It's too much of a mouth full.]

[R sways there for a moment like he's going to list to the side, before giving an amused hunch of his shoulders. He gets what you mean, M.]

Really? [Sucks in a dry, scratchy breath, more to give himself time to get the rest of his words lined up with a battle plan than because his lungs are functioning] Funny...coming from... you.

[Have another shoulder hunch. It's on the house]

[M laughs. that dry croaking noise] meet. you

...later. [The R is rolled]

[ He pauses to stare at you for a moment, wincing a thoughtful expression. ] You know, what's dead should really stay dead.

[his eyebrows can't raise - but he does turn slightly. Woah. This guy is half boney half...who knows what.]

[His nose wrinkles] ...gotta do. what you gotta do.

...can this even be called a voice test.

oh my god I love your username

I had to. I just had to.

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lol how awesome.

ikr :3