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Izombie- how you met

Liv- you had been another victim of the Lake Washington Massacre and had spent your first couple months digging up graves. You loathed your way of eating but you had quickly learned that fasting resulted in a body count. When your usual grave yard began locking its gates you had no idea what you would do. So you climbed through a basement window into the city morgue. You were very careful not to make a mess but about halfway through eating your dinner the light flashed on. You looked up to see another pale blonde staring at you wide eyed. "I was just..." You stuttered, having no good excuse for eating human brains. "I have some hot sauce in the fridge..." She replied cautiously. And that's the story of how you ended up spending the night sitting in a basement, eating Kung pow and brains with Olivia Moore.

Ravi- Ravi sighed as he set down his tray of tools beside the newest jane doe. He brought his scissors to the hem of her shirt, to begin removing the tattered and blood soaked clothing, when she flinched away. Ravi screamed. The jane doe sat up groggily and stared wildly at him, her eyes bright red. "So.. Hungry" she panted. In a stroke of intelligence Ravi spun and ran to the fridge. He pulled out Livs leftovers from the day before and a fork and brought them to the girl. She tossed the fork aside and filled her mouth until the tub was empty. Having sated her appetite her eyes returned to e/c. "Hi" she panted "my names Y/n".

Blaine- you were sitting at a bar when a man with platinum blonde hair and a confident swagger walked up to you. "Hello There. I think heaven lost one of its Angels." He crooned. "Yeah. They did. Just call me Lucifer." You growled. "Oooh not in a good mood are we?" He chuckled. "I just got fired. Not in the mood to converse with Ken dolls." "Ouch. What if I buy your drinks for the night?" He asked. "Hi I'm y/n. How are you" you faked a grin and held your hand out.

Major- your slippers made a scratching sound on the cold linoleum as you made your way to the library. It was the quietest place there. You were a patient at the local mental hospital. You were checked in after your boss attacked you. The reports called it sexual assault but you knew better. No ones eyes were naturally that red. You pushed the library doors open and proceeded to your favorite section, horror. You needed a special pass from a councilor to get into the horror section and until today you had seen no one else there. But today you turned the corner to see a man sitting on the floor. He had sandy blond hair and bruises covering his face. He was reading World War Z. "Zombies huh?" You chuckled. "Thats my favorite topic". The man looked up at you slowly. "I'm just doing some research." He muttered. "Zombie research. Do you believe in them?" You asked. "Of course not!" He said, defensively. "Oh that's too bad. I do" you muttered as you shuffled through books. The man looked up at you suddenly. "Red eyes?" He asked quickly. "Uh yeah." You replied. "Sit down. I have a lot to explain. My name is major by the way".