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Theo Crawford ([personal profile] sanctus_dei) wrote2011-09-18 09:47 pm

49th Ressurection

[Oh, a zombie plague? Thanks, Mayfield! Theo here is a very, very talented nercomancer, and has been dying (no pun intended) for a chance like this. Mayfield isn't a very conducive place to exercise his gifts, and now it's provide for him tons of undead he can have complete control over.

On Sunday and Monday, Theo will be just messing around with the zombies. Making them do stupid stuff, seeing how far he can exercise his control over them, how much energy it takes, what he can do. Never let it be said that Theo was anything but a careful, thorough spellcaster. He takes it very seriously, and it pays.

He'll even be setting up a game with them. You will find him sitting at the high school baseball field, having the zombies playing a rousing game while he sits in the stands, controlling the spells, laughing and having a grand old time. His crows are with him, cawing cheers with him.]


C'mon! Just cuz you're dead doesn't mean you can't pitch better than that. What, afraid your arm might fall off? Put some elbow grease into it!

[Did I mention he's been drinking too? Though that might be obvious at this point.]

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[By Tuesday and Wednesday though, Theo will be... degenerating. Slipping away. Simply put, the boy is crazy. Power and magic tends to quickly go to his head, and he goes overboard. That's how he got himself killed back home in the first place.

He'll be getting more sadistic with his toying, doing violent things with the infected people. Turning them on each other or people in the streets, running them off of buildings or into cars, using them as weapons against anyone who tries to stop him. He's crazy and dangerous. Coming after him at this point means you run the risk of being injured or killed. He's in his element here and is going to have as much fun as he can while it lasts!]

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[As far as his not!family, as long as they stay inside, they're in the safest house in town. Theo warded the hell out of that house over a year ago against an attack just like this, and nothing undead that Theo doesn't want there won't be making it past the yard without being incinerated by the spell. Theo will return on occasion, though. He needs spell components, and the main one for control of the undead is human ashes. The smoke and the smell from the yard of 337 Brady Lane is a disturbing sign that something is up, if anyone cares to investigate.]

[identity profile] dancingapricot.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 01:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[Frown.]

So, is that a no? I can't have just one little bite?

[identity profile] adropofjupiter.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 04:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[She lands and sits next to him. She's never seen football before, much less zombie football.]

That doesn't answer my question, ze.

[identity profile] adropofjupiter.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 04:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hovering on her broom.]

Because they needed to be put to rest. You've messed with them enough, ze.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 05:15 pm (UTC)(link)
I needed somethin' to do with all these things crawling around. They keep away form me and I get entertainment. [He takes a drink from his flask, then hands it to her.]

Wednesday

[identity profile] likescats.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 05:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[Have a tap on the shoulder and a voice in your head.]

EXCUSE ME.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 05:21 pm (UTC)(link)
What does it matter? They're zombies. They're already dead. Doesn't fucking matter.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Not a chance.

[Taking out a small tin of ashes from his pocket, Theo begins walking towards Tea. He mumbles a spell in Latin under his breath. As he closes in, he rubs the ashes in his palm then lets the rest fall to the ground. He's only a few feet from her, but she should be able to feel the tug of control over her from the spell. She can try to resist, but the call is strong and sweet.]

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
What-- [Theo whips around, grimacing for only a moment before he gets a glimpse of who is talking to him. His expression goes from angry, to shocked, to defensive, like that of a cornered animal. He backs away and begins to draw out his spellbook from his pocket.]

Christ almight, what-- who the fuck--!

[identity profile] likescats.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[Death, however takes no notice.]

I'M AFRAID I'M GOING TO HAVE TO ASK YOU TO STOP WHAT YOU ARE DOING.

[identity profile] adropofjupiter.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh hey, booze! Totally taking a swig from it.]

Okay... so what are they doing?

[identity profile] adropofjupiter.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
They were once people, ze. The dead need to be respected at least a little. This is going too far.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Sports. Zombies gotta keep in shape.

[While his hands are free, he'll take some of the ashes into his hands and start mumbling some reinforcements to his spell.]

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Everyone always says that. Why don't you people realize that once you're dead, you're dead, and it doesn't fucking matter?

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Fuck off! I didn't start this shit.

[With that, he starts to cast a spell for a protective forcefield.]

[identity profile] likescats.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[Death just watches.]

YOU MAY NOT HAVE STARTED IT. BUT YOU ARE CONTINUING IT.

I WILL ASK ONLY ONCE.

STOP.

[identity profile] adropofjupiter.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
...zombies don't need to keep in shape. Though I suppose they look like they're having fun.

[identity profile] adropofjupiter.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah it does matter. To those of us still alive. I know I'd be severely offended in the afterlife if someone was doing things like this to my remains. Is this what you want someone doing with your body some day?

There needs to be a line, Theo. And you're crossing it. We're human, ze. We're not monsters.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 08:03 pm (UTC)(link)
You better back off, asshole, don't think I can't take you down!

[Up goes the forcefield. There's a rush of energy and air as it forms around Theo, but it's invisible.

He can see it, but it's also stationary. He can't move from it now. Oh well.]

[identity profile] likescats.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[And Death steps through it. He is more real then magic.]

OH. I'M QUITE SURE YOU CAN'T.

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[What the shit

Theo stumbles back awkwardly from Death, a mix of anger and horror on his face.]


Fuck off! This is Mayfield! I don't know who the fuck you think you are, but you're the same as everyone else here!

[identity profile] likescats.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)
I AM DEATH.

AND WHILE THIS IS NOT MY JURISDICTION SO TO SPEAK. I WILL NOT ALLOW YOU TO CONTINUE MISHANDLING THE DEAD LIKE THIS.

[identity profile] sturmbahnfurher.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[The Major chuckles a bit as he walks towards the bleachers, entirely without fear. Zombies? Shit. Even if he wasn't a cyborg and immune to being infected, he wouldn't give a good goddamn. Zombies is punks.]

Indeed! It's a rather boring sport, but I must admit I'm impressed by the way you've found to liven it up!

[identity profile] sanctusdei.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh hey look a force spell directed at you

Oh hey look a force spell going right past you

Well crap. Theo keeps scrambling back but he's not about to give in yet. Even through his drunken state, an idea hits him.

First things first.]


Death... right, sure. Of course. Fucking Mayfield!

I don't care. I never get to do shit in this town and now this is going on. I'm gonna do whatever the fuck I want.

[Time to start casting a spell as he backs up, keeping a wary eye on Death. A big spell.]

[identity profile] likescats.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 08:59 pm (UTC)(link)
SO BE IT.

[Death moves forward, scythe in hand.]

[identity profile] downtoearthpony.livejournal.com 2011-09-19 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[Applejack is about to snap back about the scared part when she stops herself by reminding there's another reason she's asking for his help. That doesn't mean she can still add a bit of sting to her words though.]

Busy? Busy doing what? Making those zombies do a hoedown for you?

Look, Ah need to check on my friends, and Ah don't think they'd appreciate if Ah came calling as a zombie, so Ah'd be grateful if someone came along to watch mah back. We can check on your friends as well, make sure they are safe or even get them here if those wards of yours are so strong. If you can handle them so well, it shouldn't take you what? An hour or two?

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