revivalproject | What do vegan zombies eat?

WHO: Leo and YOU
WHERE: all around Temba
WHAT: zombie invasion
WHEN: zombie invasion
WARNINGS: zombie invasion (...likely some gore and violence)

A: Early Invasion

In a way, Leo is almost... relieved. Okay, so that's a weird thing to feel when there are literally undead monsters walking around, but the thing is, zombies are a simple problem. He doesn't have to worry about zombies betraying him, or debating him about innocent until proven guilty, or any other moral quandaries. Zombies want brains. Leo doesn't want his brain to get eaten. This math is simple.

And while it's more than a little disconcerting now to be suddenly cut off from his powers, it doesn't slow down Leo that much. Well, maybe in the literal sense, now that he can no longer teleport, but for actual fighting, Leo has always depended more on his swords and his martial arts than his magic. So cutting zombies down isn't really an issue for him, especially when they're the slow, shambling kind.

It is, however, pretty gross. Leo cringes as he brushes some rotting flesh bits off his arm.

He's here because he heard someone calling for help, or because he saw someone fighting the good fight. Either way, he's here to help!

(And also look for Donnie, because of course they got separated again. But hey, kill two birds with one stone!)

"Need a little help?" he calls out, approaching. "These guys are a little too awake, huh? Never heard that phrase about sleeping when your dead."

B: Late Invasion (cw: tied up zombie brother)

Leo shouldn't be out here. He should be sheltering in the mines, like everyone else.

But here he is, moving with ninja speed and stealth toward one of the abandoned houses. He has a rope slung over his shoulder, and casts furtive glances around to see if he's being followed.

He's pretty good at catching when he is being followed, but with all these zombies around, it's possible to avoid his detection and see what he's up to.

Which is, admittedly, pretty suspicious. What is he doing?

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“Huh. Worth a shot, I guess.”

Either way, they need to start moving. He gets ready to go.

“Which way?”

"It's... The southeast corner of town? Ish?"

Fuck, don't expect him to have a sense of direction in this fog."

Oh boy, Leo has never been the best with cardinal directions, either…

But he lives on the southeast side of town, so he can at least point them in the right direction. It’s a lead, at least.

“Alright. We can stop at my place and rest, it’s on the way.” He can check if Donnie is there, too… “Let’s go.”

Time to move! Still keeping them in the shadows as much as he can, Leo starts angling toward the factories.

"Sounds like a plan."

And his words are whispered. The moment Leo starts moving, Tommy is sneaking at his side. After his side? Whichever.

Leo tries to keep them hidden as much as possible, striking down the odd zombie that gets too close. Can they make it to the factory without too much trouble…?

Probably not. Tommy's got shit luck. Part of the example to that? He trips on a bad part of the path, kicks a rock, and yelps because ouch, stubbed to.

"Fuck!"

Okay, worse than yelps.

Well... that's not good.

Leo cringes at the sound. The guy can't help it since he's hurt and weak, but that will absolutely draw zombies out of the woodwork...

And sure enough, he can hear them groaning.

"Time to hide!" he hisses, looking for a place to duck into.

Listen, when he has his powers he almost can't kick anything hard enough to stub his toes. This hurts!

"Shit," Tommy hisses and looks around. They're in a shit place for this. "Fuck I wish I could just run up a building right now."

"And I wish I could portal, but we can't all get what we want," says Leo, his eyes still roving. He moves toward some rubble that was probably a building, back before the volcano, and practically throws Tommy at it.

"Just stay here and I'll go lop some heads off."

Listen, let me be frustrated. He's not the one who can do parkour or anything. He's not a ninja, he's a sprinter.

Still, he looks uncomfortable at being shoved away. He didn't want Leo to get hurt. Not on his behalf.

"I'm sorry."

But still, he runs for the implied shelter. And hopes.

He won’t get hurt! Have some faith!

Leo certainly has moves, if Tommy watches. Leo may not have his powers, but he knows how to fight with his swords even without them. It’s less convenient, but he can do it.

His focus is on attacking brains and lopping off heads. The goo he gets on him is gross, sure, but he grew up in a sewer - he knows it’ll wash off.

Oh, Tommy's got mad respect for people that can do heroics on the pure force of being really good at what they do. Literally one of his best friends was like that. Hell, his not-quite-boyfriend back home didn't technically have combat powers and could people on their ass that did. So yeah, he's going to watch. And he's going to be impressed.

Isn't even bothered by the mess that is being made.

The crowd finally thins out, leaving Leo panting but relatively unscathed. Maybe eventually he should get shoes that actually fit his feet… but not today.

Leo takes quick steps backwards towards Tommy’s hiding spot, grinning a little at his triumph.

“Heh.” He flicks zombie goo off his swords. “Killing zombies like you is a… no-brainer.”

Were shoes something he wanted? Tommy would pay him later by begging his brother to help with that.

"Okay, that's a REALLY bad one. I love it," he says as he comes out of hiding.

They'd definitely be nicer as it got colder. Especially if the town was going to keep getting destroyed...

"Of course you loved it, because it was actually great," says Leo, giving him a wink. "Now let's get out of here before more of them come."

That's a good point. He just didn't know the turtles could wear any comfortably.

"Yeah, happy to get going, you sassy turtle. Guide me onward?"

He felt like he had even more reason to trust Leo now.

Not any that were made for humans, that's for sure. But Leo doesn't have a genius billionaire philanthropist making custom shoes for him like Donnie does, so he'll have to figure something out.

But shoes aside, Leo can absolutely help him out here! He extends his arm to Tommy again, nodding in the direction they were heading.

"Mines ahoy!"

Wait, Stark was making Donnie shoes? Wow, favoritism much? Yeah, Tommy should really hook Leo up with magic shoes. They fit like a dream. He knows. Maybe he can beg his brother for help thanking Leo later.

"Oh god, you sound so pirate right now, man," he laugh as they get going.

What do vegan zombies eat?

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oh i love that icon so much

ty it’s a great pose

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