Anonymous Mon 22 Jul 2024 01:51:38 No.67595943 Report

>>67595897
A lot of soda
Feral Naomi slowly loosing grasp on her self

Anonymous Mon 22 Jul 2024 02:06:40 No.67596335 Report

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>I stand, panting and grasping the sink, staring up into the mirror. Head swirls and knees buckle. Anything in my stomach makes it's way up and out. A glance up reveals my worst nightmares.
>It's starting. The scratch was enough. No. I'm a fighter. I choke back another heave and hold on for dear life. My body is racked with shakes and shivers. I feel myself slipping.
>I bite it back as best I can. Deep breaths and focus. The muddy waters of my mind still and congeal. I'm still here. My face in the mirror stares back at me, pupils wide and mouth ajar.
>I focus, grasping back control of my muscles and stand stock straight. I'm not a statistic. I'm Naomi. I may not be the class rep, or even a highschooler anymore but I sure as hell am not one of those... beasts.
>I rip the bandage off and slam the small scratch under the sink, running water over it. The stinging pain rings clear and true through my head. As I finish I toss the horrid wrapping aside and prepare to step back out. They need me.
>I huff and walk out of the little park bathroom, back into our encampment. I do a mental checklist of things that need to be done today.
>Check supplies, check radios, organize recovery effort, find a mate...
>I forcefully slap myself. I can fight this. It's not an impossibility, others have overcame it as well.
>I go about my chores, the business keeping my mind occupied and not allowing it to wander, to threaten to leave. A creeping exhaustion, deeper than ever starts to take me as I check in with a small group from out-of-state, caught up in this little plague.
>I quickly excuse myself and head back to my own tent and collapse, sweat pouring and vision swirling. I take a large swig from a nearby bottle and notice it's...leaking.
>As I turn it over I notice my claws have dug into it. The nails now long and sharp. I drop bottle and shoot to my feet.
>I give myself another glance over and...
cont.

Anonymous Mon 22 Jul 2024 02:14:33 No.67596577 Report

Quoted By: >>67596592 >>67597158

>>67596335
>Sharper spines, longer claws, I can even notice my shoes are starting to shred.
>A cold realization courses through me. I'm a threat. I swallow hard and consider my options. Push it back, keep fighting and risk turning this place into another exposure hotspot or...
>I grit my jaw, hard. I won't. Not after I saw what this did to Lucy... to Naser. I peek my head out into the waning daylight and don't notice anyone. I quickly bolt and make it to a fenced side entrance, the guard eyeing me.
>"Naomi? Everything alri-?" His eyes go wide as he spies my shaky claws, grasping at my arms, folded in front of me.
>I force my way beside him, turning to see him start to pull up a rifle, yet he hesitates. We stare at each other as the gun is slowly lowered.
>I waste no more time and simply march into the daylight. I feel it take me more with every step. No more thoughts about how to help, how to lead. Thoughts of settling. Thoughts of finding steady food. Thoughts of avoiding predators.
>As my mind races it simplifies. Concept thoughts move to mere emotions. Plans for the future stuffed, and only plans for today remain.
>I sniff the air and feel the smell tingle my brain. I need to keep moving, find somewhere safe. The march forward now driven by a feral instinct. I find what I'm looking for as I come upon a small building, front shredded with mud and fibrous plants strewn through.
>My nose lets me know exactly what this is. A migratory nest for my kind. I gently step forward and poke a head in, a small group of herbivores eyes me cautiously up and down. No words are spoken. Not anymore. I join the flock.

Fin, real weird but I tried at least.

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