EIGHT ☠ was the first amount of playable races

[forourqueen]

[Accidental Video Post]

[This is a treat for you, City! Here you see Gabriel cuddling kittens and eating muffins-

...wait, no? It's just a recording of a tilted, disgusting cellar floor for six minutes? Well, shit, that's no fun.

Oh wait, something's happening! Kittens? No. Is that... a finger? It's rather badly decayed, but it's obviously a finger. A severed finger. Moving around like a fat, rotted grub.

Great.

Then, that lovely voice that sounds like a mix between whiskey hoarseness and someone having eaten a mouthful of gravel;]

Human filth! What a useless fel-tainted piece of waste.

[Clink. That's a rather thick needle falling on the communicator - and the wriggling finger turns, squiggling over to turn it off.]

Comments

[forourqueen]

It's what keeps me animated.

Hm. Gabriel.

[othersdie]

So it's some kind of magic.

Gabriel. I'm sorry for being... overly-inquisitive. I've done work as a forensic scientist; I suppose an interest in corpses carries over to a fascination with the animated dead.

[forourqueen]

How else would dead people walk?

I don't really give a damn why you're asking questions. You're amusing me for now, that's all that matters. What is a forensic scientist, anyway?

[othersdie]

I'm sure there are universes with scientific means of making it happen.

So long as I'm amusing you. Forensic scientists can do a number of jobs, but I mostly tried to ascertain the time and means of death by examining a corpse.

[forourqueen]

Heh. That would be interesting.

That's one odd job you got there. Can you tell what killed me?

[othersdie]

Possibly. I don't know how magic and whatever time has elapsed since your death would affect the accuracy of a study.

[forourqueen]

I've been dead for years, so I'm pretty sure it's different.

[othersdie]

That would make the results of a chemical study unreliable, at least, and you've undoubtedly patched up any fatal wounds while performing maintenance work.

[forourqueen]

Naturally.

[Aside from the gaping hole in his torso, but whatever.]