#zombie aham

[furorsopher]

(semi-) realistic respawned AHam:

in the beginning, there was darkness

OK this is an incredibly rough draft just to let my thoughts out :3 also H stands for Hamilton im not gonna write his name every time ive already spent too much time on this

H is “alive” and “well” in the complete darkness and claustrophobia inducing nature of his casket, and has been idly scratching and chipping away at the wood around him for half a century. when he finally makes a break through (literally) he discovers a layer of fucking stone.

with the help of the wood from his slowly rotting casket and the metal buttons of the coat and suit he was buried in he works on the corners of his tomb to maybe free himself at some point, his adapted ears roughly picking up on the changing world surrounding him. when finally the short hand side panel gives in and falls from its spot, freeing Hamilton finally. his legs are near to numb from 1: not having been used for over two centuries, and 2: having had splinters in them for roughly 150 years now.

the sudden surge of cold winter air, the blinding light of NY night time and the newly not rotting smell may threaten to overwhelm H, but adrenalines a funny thing, so he drags himself out of his tomb and even manages to put the (unrealistically but conveniently still whole) slab back where it belongs.

so, what does one do when you free yourself from 200 years of being confined in your grave and you have no idea where to go in a world your senses aren’t adapted to anymore? YA GO TO CHURCH!

so H breaks into Trinity Church (don’t ask me how he did it with the snow, his rotted clothes and non-existent muscle mass working against him… tbh weirder shit will go down as we progress)

THATS AS FAR AS IM WILLING TO REVEAL RN LMK IF I SHOULD CONTINUE THIS?? i’m thinking about actually writing it properly and not just a draft

idk :3 but i want weirdly alive-undying-zombie-time-is-just-a-concept-we-made-tf-up-get-ready-for-non-time-fixed-hamilton ok?

[furorsopher]

I did a thing based on @transmascmarypoppins reblog of a rant abt Hamilton

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Im debating on making more of this respawn thing :3 yay or nay?

[furorsopher]

pt. 2 of now-very-unrealistic-respawned/zombie-aham

pt1 here

so after breaking into trinity church somehow, our favourite undead founder drags himself to a hiding spot. and where does one hide when not wanting to face somebody in a church? the confessional ofc. so this fucking guy hides in another cramped space a little like the one he just escaped, nearly throwing up multiple times but all the food that had been in his stomach has already rotted away or been digested long ago.

in the morning, the attending priest notices him and despite being very suspicious, he precedes as if to take a normal confession.

aham, understandably freaked out by everything (mainly by sitting upright) at first, eventually manages to tell the priest how he is definitely neither meant to be here, nor alive in general and that everything is wrong and changed, that his whole family is dead and he has nowhere to go, that he’s without money or home, and the clothes on his body are rotting away and it feels like he is slowly rotting with them.

the priest, interpreting it as this stranger being very depressed and/or psychotic after great loss and homelessness, tells him to go to the coalition of the homeless 9 min walking distance or another spot around 20 minutes away to get new clothes first of all. H ofc doesn’t feel ready to run around in the city alone as it changed so much, even if it’s not that hard to navigate anymore with the street-avenue system. the priest tells him if he’s so anxious he can draw him a map of how to get there. H accepts.

bc he’s hamilton and he knows how to hide any emotion/reaction to anything unknown to him well, he actually finds his destination pretty quickly after getting the blood back into his toes, and stealing a left behind cane from the church entry.

when he finds his destination is closed, he actually manages to navigate to the other spot the priest described and marked on the map.

on the verge of a full on meltdown because of… well everything (but primarily the loud noises around the streets and the lights), he’s “adopted” by one of the people working there, getting new clothes he doesn’t even really register and a plate of soup set in front of him.

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yay another cliffhanger lmao. pt 3 is already in the works :3 i actually looked up where homeless ppl can go to get clothes in nyc (holy shit there’s a lot of spots, i hope they’re actually helpful to the people who need them) and picked the closest to trinity church cemetery, also, pls ignore anything a little weird/rushed, just imagine aham having insanely tough plot armour lmao

[furorsopher]

intro post!! :D

hi, hello! :3 you can call me Furor/Furi.

i’m from and live in central Europe and i‘m 17 years old.

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