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I'm sick, really sick. I'm one of them now...
Af'fect'ed
tr.v. af'fect'ed'ly, af'fect'ed'ness
1. Acted upon, influenced
2. Influenced in a harmful way; impaired, harmed, or attacked by climate or disease
3. Impressed, moved, touched (referring to mind or feelings)
Diary
- I've fallen ill today. It's strange, I swear I was fine yesterday. I wasn't bitten by anything, nor was I exposed to any contagion so it must have been something I ate/drank. It's nothing serious, though I feel slight pain in my chest and head, I'll give it time and medicine, it will get better.
- I don't feel any better, I'm possibly worse. The pain has gotten worse and spread to other parts of my body. I've started to experience stomach pain, but it's odd - much like something is eating me from the inside rather than typical cramping. Mum says It might be normal for what I have. We gave it more time.
- Nothing is improving. My whole body aches and my muscles have cramped up; I can't move. Mum noticed darkened patches of red beginning to spread across my skin. I looked myself in the mirror after finding strength that hasn't been drained out of from excessive vomiting. I jumped back, shocked and taken by fear, when I noticed small red veins (maybe they aren't but I thought they were) begin to spread from the corners of my blue eyes. I looked away and tried to put it behind me.
- I felt something run down my cheek. I reached my hand up to wipe it from my eye, It had to only be tears. But it wasn't and I stared in horror at the red liquid on my index finger. That feeling formed again - the feeling that I was going to vomit, a piercing pain ran through my brain as I felt the substance make it's way up my throat. It seeped out of my mouth but something felt wrong - it usually wasn't this thin. More and more poured out as I felt it run down my neck. I screamed in horror as red droplets formed at the collar of my shirt..
- I have to leave. I can no longer stay here, the people around me aren't safe. I've tried to hurt the one who has cared for the most, the one who has been with me the whole time of this struggle. I wasn't myself - my mind filled with this blood lust, this unsatisfiable need to see her red liquid taint my hands and mouth. I remember her face; her eyes and body frozen as she stared at the horror of her own child snarling at her. I don't think I inflicted any damage, if I recall she locked herself in the bathroom while I struggled with my disease. I remember my nails tearing my flesh as I cried out, I remember my mind screaming at me to stop........
Diary cont.
- She's safe now. I've only took my journal and a few necessities before leaving. She knows I love her and I did this for mine and her's own good. It's been a few years. I've learned to control the virus living deep inside of me. I've had no choice but to live with it. My skin and eyes have returned to normal, it's made it easier for me to fit in the real world with others. I've found a tiny job as well. I've also met someone; someone who will always be there for me. She knows about the thing I have inside of me, she said it was okay and she'd always be there. Funny how she could love a monster like me.
- What is wrong with me? Why was I chosen to carry this disease? Why must I suffer? My hands have opened my flesh once again. I had to - I couldn't let my brainwashed self hurt her. I screamed at her to leave, to get away as far she could. She wouldn't move. I remember the terror on her face as the one she cared for was out for her blood. My nails slid down my throat as I cried out. One then ran across my chest and the other the left side of my face. My hands slammed into the ground as I clenched my teeth. A mixture of tears and blood ran down my cheeks as I felt her arms wrap around me. My body froze when I heard her voice "It's okay..." I shook as I melted into her arms. .....I can't take this anymore.....I won't take this anymore....
The rest is too tattered to read
Basics
Name: Ashley R. Kingsleigh
Alias: Ash, Milford, Ashcake, Ashbear, Affected, Zombie
Gender: Female
Appears: Nineteen
Specie: Hybrid (human/Turkish Angora)
Ethnicity: English
Miscellaneous
Birth Date: March twenty-seventh
Zodiac: Aries
Orientation: Bisexual/Polyamourous
Partner(s): Emily and Isaiah
Occupation: Pet shop employee, doubles as a painter and seldom a barista at a local coffee shop
Relationships
Father: Michael K. Kingsleigh
Mother: Teresa W. Kingsleigh
Brother(s): n/a
Sister(s): n/a
Daughter(s): n/a
Son(s): n/a
Friend(s):
Need to knows
Likes: Cuddling, blogging, felines, cake, rainy days, taking/modeling in pictures, zombie movies, horror, burying her face into Emily's hair, stealing Isaiah's hats and clothing, wandering from place-to-place, animals, hearts and organs (they're one of her favorite snacks), foreign music, art, violin and piano, cold weather, warm weather (at times), coffee and tea, stargazing, painting her nails, traveling, sunsets, destroying/setting fire to things, diners and cafes, book stores, human flesh, scaring the public, affection, candles, exotic plants, dark places, hoodies and sweaters, evening naps with Emily, hair accessories, tattoos and piercings, fine wines, sushi, fruit, sailing, lighthouses, bird-watching and, photography
Dislikes: Wearing pants, warm weather (at times), bright lights, most men, people who don't understand her "condition," most famous people, running away/hiding from people trying to kill her, loud noises, thunderstorms, reality shows, meat (from land-animals), most Hip-hop and R&B music, romance movies, being cornered or trapped in a tiny area, not being able to control herself at times, not being able to see Emily or Isaiah, people that are trying to or have hurt Emily in any way, shape or form (this includes herself), society (at times), being looked down upon, her "condition," her scars, telephones, alarm clocks, going to work (at times), animal testing, subway trains, the fact that she gets blood on practically all of her clothing and, abusive or negligent people
Traits: Shy upon first meeting someone, introverted, sometimes skittish, kind, caring, overly affectionate, clingy, protective, sly, stubborn, infected, homicidal, charming, blunt and opinionated, volatile, sadomasochist, brazen, hyperactive, inappropriate, flirtatious, vain, catty, submissive, artistic, possessive,contradicting, adventurous, creative, insightful, curious, internet famous (her online tag is "Ashley Asphyxiation")
Appearance
Height: Five foot, three inches
Weight: One hundred, twenty-five pounds
Build: Slender, but voluptuous with an hourglass figure which forms a round rear end, tiny waist, and medium bust
Eyes: Narrow shaped with long thick lashes that are laced with tiny teal sparkles, blue in color. Eyeliner is applied to the top and bottom lid as well as the corners to exaggerate and curve upward to create a "cat-eye" look. When infected, the blue iris is discarded to give a milky-white appearance. An extremely thin red circle surrounds the tiny black pupil
Hair (style): Knee length, wavy in nature, parted and swept the the side to make the left side appear longer. Hair is also parted in the front producing a chin length side bang which is usually pinned out of the way of her right eye, the rest of her hair tends to fr[injection]ame her face, often wears miscellaneous hair bows or headbands, a majority or them are horror or sea themed
Hair (color): Pastel teal
Skin tone: Pale with faint pink undertones
Scarring(s): Randomly placed scars and wounds which are usually only visible when not wearing clothing, bite marks around her neck, throat, waist and sides
Tattoo(s): "13" printed in Gothic font on the top of her right foot
Piercing(s): A stud on each side of her lip (snakebites.)
Attire:
Art
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001 made by me, art copyright Subeta
002 copyright Hatter
003 copyright Sagitaurus
004 copyright edwiener
Roleplay information
Roleplay is currently open / closed
Will do: Horror, suspense, drama, romance, sci-fi, action, adventure
Will not do: Comedy
Credits
Coding by Quarantine.
Lyrics blurb from Blue Morning by Greeley Estates.
Affected's character and design is copyright of Quarantine. Under no circumstances am I to see her content being used offsite.
All art and graphics, unless stated otherwise, are copyright to their original creators.
