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     Maalik leaned against the outside wall of an abandoned industrial warehouse, his wool coat catching on the bricks with every shift. A plume of smoke and frozen breath leaked from his mouth in a steady stream of grey. Inside, a chair broke against the empty window frames splintering wood slivers across the asphalt. The relentless yelling and screaming dimmed for a moment and returned with the clang of chains straining againt their anchors. Maalik dropped the burned down ciggerette and tapped his pack for another to suck down while he waited.    He watched the distant tall freeway and the traffic passing underneith as the factory day was

Damn, Hell looked like shit this time of year. Tainted Discord corpses littered the thriving swamp waiting for recycling and use. It was becoming a sever problem, more 'one use only' bodies than Hounds to use them or dumbasses to destroy them. Though it did make choosing a new skin feel more like high class shopping on a card with no limits then junkyard scavenging. Arthur wasn't complaining though, next to the Spanish influenza this was the best pickings yet. He nudged a mound of stiff choices looking for something that could take a few hits. Syd was busy at the top of the mountain deciding more on cosmetics than durability. Arthur headed

    Verse- Non-communicable disease that made a first appearance late in 6022. Name coined from the appearance of symbolic script on the individual. Official research theorizes main cause to be the unsuccessful attempt of biological teleportation creating widespread genetic radiation. Population incurred high mortality at .1%  indiscriminate of any one group. Symptoms followed similar patterns: permanent bruising -Scripting-, Fast onset tissue degeneration, organ failure, brain death, and IAS -Instantaneous Atom Separation.          Full: IAS survivors. Subjects with Full mutation began to emerge in 6029 and grew slowly in population throug