I'm not entirely sure what counts as a side effect and what counts as a main effect.
My thoughts are my own, and unchanged, but my emotions are - skewed. Happiness comes fainter and fades faster. Anger comes easier and feels - more reckless, esier to give in to.
I cannot smell or taste, and I don't see colors anymore. I don't need to eat or sleep, but I need to kill living things for sustenance. I've been hunting animals in the CES, and so far that seems sufficient.
I don't feel as though I'm attached right, in my body. And I feel a little - filled up with something acrid, soemthing black and corrosive. It's not constantly painful, exactly, but it's uncomfortable.
I can turn other dead things into zombies, and control them, if they're small, though I'm no good at it yet, and they fall apart quickly. If I don't keep my body chilled at all times, I start to rot.
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Date: 2013-10-15 02:44 pm (UTC)My thoughts are my own, and unchanged, but my emotions are - skewed. Happiness comes fainter and fades faster. Anger comes easier and feels - more reckless, esier to give in to.
I cannot smell or taste, and I don't see colors anymore. I don't need to eat or sleep, but I need to kill living things for sustenance. I've been hunting animals in the CES, and so far that seems sufficient.
I don't feel as though I'm attached right, in my body. And I feel a little - filled up with something acrid, soemthing black and corrosive. It's not constantly painful, exactly, but it's uncomfortable.
I can turn other dead things into zombies, and control them, if they're small, though I'm no good at it yet, and they fall apart quickly. If I don't keep my body chilled at all times, I start to rot.
[She shrugs a shoulder.]
It's not terrible. But I wouldn't recommend it.