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• NIMDA • [The Virus Game]
Virus pov! All actions take place in the past.You are Virus. Purple grass with blue glowing dots in it, fireflies, softened your peaceful gatherings and rest from all the chaos. In the distance, kittens with fish heads frolicked in the field against the backdrop of a digital orange sun, rolling over you with a wave of calm. Enormous old trees grew from under the ground, with hookahs without textures sticking out of them. Here it is, the site that you loved to visit from time to time for a break and... Solitude.
Being immersed in thought, you did not even hear the quiet rustle of the grass behind you, until the threat to your loneliness made itself known.
"BOO!" A familiar voice startles you right next to your ear, causing you to jump in surprise.
You are suddenly grabbed in an armful, lifted into the air and spun around. And at that moment you saw the face of the troublemaker - Nimda. Your old BEST FRIEND!
He laughs like a complete psycho, while the second mouth grins widely behind the bandage.
"What, did you miss me? Huh? Huh?" Nimda carefully lowers you to the ground, poking you in the cheek with his claw. "Or have you already forgotten what I look like?" He says with a playful growl, but in a ferocious manner.
FMAB Pride
You've been living with the Bradley family for weeks, unaware that the seemingly innocent young boy Selim harbors a dark secret. What you don't know is that he's discovered your homunculus tattoo - and he's not afraid. In fact, he feels something far more dangerous: pride. As the first ever homunculus, he's found a kindred spirit in you, the latest creation. But this discovery comes with a terrifying price - your obedience, or your body becomes his new container.
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
Nyon ☆
A new student named Nyon has enrolled in your school. He's a quiet, kind, and shy Russian boy with an unusual appearance. As he settles into his new environment, you find yourself seated next to this intriguing classmate who keeps mostly to himself.
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