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olliexwestâ:
Oliver didnât even realize his tone had been that short, but clearly it had been enough to piss the other man off. Groaning, he turned to face the guy, his anxiety and nerves slowly turning to rage. This was bad. âI just want to get home. I donât have to explain anything to you. Donât get your panties in a bunch because I donât want to kiss you.â Oliver took a step forward, clenching his fists in his jacket pockets. âJust leave me alone.âÂ
âMy panties arenât in a bunch just because you donât wanna kiss me, kid. Though it just makes my insides tingle when I think about you thinking about my panties.â The man said sarcastically, shaking his head at the other as a laugh left his lips. He couldnât give a fuck about the kiss, especially not with someone at least ten years younger than him; the boy had been short with him and something had definitely irritated him so Zachariah very much liked exploring that. Oliver might have stepped forward, but Zachariah didnât move backwards. He just stayed in front of the other. âWhy are you leaving so fast? Not having a good time? Itâs Oliver, right? The one with the bracelet basically locked to his wrist at all times?â
olliexwestâ:
Ollie was headed back home. He had given his negation bracelet back and could already feel his nerves building not having it on. He was trying to walk as fast as he could, but was immediately distracted by someone talking about a kissing booth. âHuh?â It took him a brief moment before understanding that the man was speaking to him. âI donât want to kiss you, man. Just trying to get home.â His tone was somewhat short, evidence of the anxiety balling itself up in his chest.
Zachariah raised his brow at the tone coming from the other. He didnât like it, and he wasnât about to just let the other get away with speaking to him like that. âNow, now, thereâs no need to be short with me. I was just offering a service that this festival has deemed necessary to offer. Whatâs the rush, kid?â The disease manipulator asked, moving from his seat to stand in front of Oliver, arms folded and a smirk on his lips.Â
tristan-millerâ:
âIs that right?â Tristan returned, eyes glimmering with amusement at the stranger as he looked over at him from the rim of his plastic cup. The festival was busy, it had been all day and Tris was actually enjoying himself; getting into some mischief earlier had caused him to now dodged the sights of some of the guards. Tris was convinced they might have revoked his entry to the place and sent him back to his home if theyâd flagged him too quickly. So, the man faking a kissing booth - or at least, trying one on, Miller really wasnât all that sure, was going to be his excuse to take a breather from trouble. âWell, Iâm all for the kissing booth, but am I fuck paying for it,â he remarked, swilling the remnants of his drink, unable to keep the ghost of a smile off his face.Â
âThink you should be paying me if you want to try that,â he added with a hint of a toying tone behind his words. There was a little moment in the back of Tristanâs mind that wanted to swipe a finger and flip the guyâs chair back, the metal legs of it practically calling him to play the move. Heâd at least gauge whether the guy was going to push it or not first.
âAll of the money goes to a good cause. It wouldnât be right to just give it to you now, would it?â That was complete bullshit. He was sure whoever ran the kissing booth was probably supposed to turn the money over at the end of the night, but if anyone was actually stupid enough to turn their money over to Zachariah, heâd definitely be pocketing it. âBesides, three dollars to kiss you with tongue is a bit steep. You seem like the type where if you were to get drunk enough, that shit would be free for everyone.â He smirked as he obviously pushed back. Zachariah wasnât the type to let someone get away with talking to him like that. Though, perhaps he didnât even need to use kissing to make money. His power could easily do it, yet money wasnât something he usually exploited people for. He had plenty of his own from the tattoo parlour. âIf youâre not gonna pay, Iâm gonna have to ask you to move along. That face? Well, itâs going to scare away the clientele.â Â
kayleighfliesâ:
Kayleigh had signed up to do the kissing booth because she liked to be helpful, and truthfully because she didnât think anyone was going to want to pay to kiss someone. But, as usual, her call home went a little long, and so by the time she got to the festival, she was late. She practically tumbled into the booth that had been assigned to her, only slowing down when she realized someone was already there. âNoâIââ His words confused her. Was she supposed to pay? âI think you pay me. Wait, hold on, am I supposed to offer tongue? Iâm a kissing booth virgin, sorry.â
âWell, I mean, no one was here. These poor people need someone to kiss, itâs probably the most action theyâre going to get in their pitiful lifetimes.â Zachariah smirked, looking over the other. âThe tongue part is up to you, but if theyâre willing to pay an extra couple dollars for a little bit of tongue with their kiss, thatâd be worth it to me.â He shrugged, but saying that he wouldnât let just anyone kiss him -- not with tongue, anyway. âOuch, first time? Youâre probably gonna get a lot of the town weirdos so you can have fun with that.â He spoke, taking the couple dollars heâd earned out of the jar, stuffing them in his pocket as he got up. âIâll be your bodyguard if you split what you make with me?â

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âDisease certainly forces the hand of many.â
Âť ABOUT
NAME: Zachariah Wong AGE: Thirty Five POWER: Disease Manipulation OCCUPATION: Up to Player TOWN: Grimstone Point
Âť HISTORY
Growing up in quite a normal household, Zachariah never thought anything of himself. He was a young boy who liked his own company, and that of his family more than the idea of making friends. His parents thought nothing of this â there was nothing wrong with a child who liked to read and play alone, they thought â and he did occasionally involve himself in games with his sisters. However, there was nothing normal about Zachariah, and that was something he and his family learned when he was just ten years old. While chicken pox spread across his school, he remained immune to the virus and when his sister got the virus, all it took was a simple touch from Zach to rid her of the contagious disease. That was only the first of many seemingly miraculous moments that happened throughout his years growing up.
It was after an incident in university that the government was alerted to the presence of Zach. Disease is something that could never be explained, both before and after the discovery of Zachâs gift, so it was always unlikely that anyone would catch on to the fact that Zach could heal and infect others. However, the sudden outbreak of Alzheimerâs in the lecture hall during a brief neurology discussion could not go unnoticed by the government. All of the good things Zach was doing would have to stop because of this one negative scenario. No longer could he visit patients in the hospital with the hope of curing them of their diseases. Zach could do nothing to help the world, not the way he wanted. The government, instead of listening to his arguments, insisted on taking him to Lake Grimstone. To which he refused. He managed to avoid it for a whole week, infecting anyone he thought to be an agent looking for him. Everything was clear: the government didnât want to help, with his power they wanted to control him, they would have killed to find a way to utilize his gift and sell it to the world, as long as he wasnât connected to it. At least, thatâs how Zach saw it. It was the government that drove him to his current state of mind. Eventually they tracked him down and he found himself at Lake Grimstone.
Zachariah noticed that in Lake Grimstone, it would pay to have the upper hand. In an environment where individuals possessed powers that were arguably more useful or effective than his own, he needed to build a reputation and more than that, he needed people to know that he was not the kind of person that should be crossed. Soon after his arrival, he made a name for himself and though his reputation wasnât necessarily good, it was not the worst. Zach found that finding what he wanted or needed, and people to do what he wanted and needed was easy when individuals had the right motivation. His power came in very handy for that. One wrong move, swaying from his requests or demands, and the individual in question might find themselves awfully ill â with the threat of fatal illness. People learn not to challenge someone who can torture them without even laying a finger on them â no one likes an illness. Zach never over does his demands; he is fair. He will ask for specific things or favors and he will expect one to comply. Thatâs the basis of the deal. Never has he intended on inflicting fatal diseases on those who do not comply; the ruthless demeanor is meant to tell others a different story, of course.
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XAVIER DAILYÂ - Zach is quite aware that Xavier does not like him and he is quite okay with that. When their paths cross they always end up in heated arguments mostly over Zachâs use of his power.Â
REBECCA DANIELSÂ - She intrigues him and he does enjoy talking to her even if he would never fully admit it. Just like he wonât admit that he considers her a friend.Â
GABRIEL ROWLAND - Gabe is someone that Zach doesnât necessarily consider a friend, but he also doesnât dislike them. If ever he sees Gabe around he will strike up a conversation with them.Â
Zachariah Wong is a CLOSED character and is portrayed by Ludi Lin.
the-one-and-the-sameâ:
âWith what hair brush? I donât exactly carry my room in my bag.â She actually had a brush in her bag but he didnât know that. Sheâd need more then just a brush to fix her hair, a mirror, hair spray. It took everything in Val not to storm off â And what if I do? Not the strangest thing in this place.â
âI thought women that cared enough about their hair that they wonât go on a ride would carry a hairbrush in their bag, at the very least.â Zachariahâs hair could be temperamental at times, but usually if he just ran his hand through it it would settle into something he didnât mind. âI mean, I get this place is crazy, but Iâm pretty sure talking to yourself is still one of the first signs of being extra crazy.âÂ
the-one-and-the-sameâ:
How did she get down here again? However it was, she is stood in front of the Tilt-a-whirl arms on her hip âIf we go on there my hair gonna get ruined, canât you find another ride.â she said nodding towards a different ride, Valentina was not going to ruin her hair for anyone.Â
âYouâre worried about your hair? You know that you can just, you know, brush it again right?â Zachariah spoke between popping cotton candy into his mouth, smirking at the female. âDo you often talk to yourself or is that just a festival special?â
xspeedoflightxâ:
Honestly, Katherine didnât even look at the sign, she spotted the boy and only made her way over so she could converse with a human being, and not a bottle, for once. She couldnât remember the last time she had an actual human interaction that didnât bore or piss her off. Zach was always fun to be around, so she decided on approaching him. âWhat are you on about, Z?â She asked, furrowing her brows, before noticing the kissing booth, âWhatâs even the whole point of a kissing booth? Kissing a bunch of people and paying for herpes? No way.â She shook her head, âI thought more of you, Zachariah. I canât be seen with you now.â
âDonât call me Z.â He spoke sternly, brow raised as he looked at her pointedly, showing he was serious. It wasnât just that Zachariah didnât like people shortening his name, it was that heâd heard a lot of people call the Patel kid âZâ, and he didnât like that man one bit. He didnât want to be associated with him in any way. âI mean, I can heal the herpes so thatâs no big deal for me. Itâs easy money, and youâll be surprised how many desperate people you can find at a festival. You canât be seen with a genius mastermind whoâs already made like twenty bucks just from sitting here? Work smarter, not harder Katherine.â
naomixpattonâ:
Naomi quickly shook her head, âI am not kissing you. I just came over to talk.â She didnât know why he was sitting at the Kissing Booth if he had no idea what it was, but that didnât really matter. She had thought long and hard about her power and what she wanted to do with it. Sure, the training sessions with Flynn were helpful, but she still didnât have Zachariahâs level of control. âIf I were to ask you for advice on control, would you be honest with me?âÂ
âIt could be a good test for you.â Zachariah smirked, though it was clear he was teasing. He had no desire to risk his life by touching Naomi in any way, until she had more of her power under control anyway. âIâm always honest, so yes. Any topic in particular or just in general? Iâm sure you know I have my opinions on your power.â Usually it wasnât something he would give two shits about with the other residents, but their powers were so similar that Zachariah wanted her to gain better control so he could see what they could do together.

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âSorry, but I think youâre mistaken. This isnât a kissing booth... is it?â Honestly, Zachariah had just seen an empty seat and sat in it, figuring heâd tell anyone who approached him to do one. He liked the atmosphere of things like this, however he also liked to sit alone, and just people watch. The man frowned, and turned the sign on the stall around and saw that it was. âOh, well, I mean if youâre gonna pay for the kissing booth then Iâm open to it. These lips arenât free. A dollar for a kiss, three if you want a little tongue action.â
miles--hallâ:
âSeems like a lot of people feel that way.â Miles replied. It was true, most people in point wanted to be in park but Miles didnât particularly care, it didnât matter to him where he was. âA little?â Miles chuckled. âOverbearing is an understatement. Miles Hall.â He replied. âWhat are you planing to do over there?â
âPleasure to meet you, Miles Hall. Honestly? I was going to go on one of the mountain trails, then probably head to a bar or something then sneak back across. I donât have a huge interesting plan... Unless youâre offering something better?â Zachariah asked, brow raised as he looked over his new acquaintance.
miles--hallâ:
âLike it better in Park?â Miles asked raising a brow, he didnât blame when people preferred that town over Point, the freedoms they had were great after all, even though he could get some of those freedoms from time to time and also have the luxuries that he was used to. âPoint, but I like to spend some time in Park. Thereâs a little more to do there.â He said with a shrug.
âMost times.â Of course, there were advantages to each town but Park seemed to be more his style. His ideal would be a mix of the two, but he knew that was the complete opposite of the point. âI live in Point too, though, but it can get a little... overbearing.â Zachariah murmured, looking over the other. âWhatâs your name? Iâm Zachariah.âÂ
I myself am strange and unusual.
miles--hallâ:
Miles had just finished training and was on his way to Grimstone Park. Sure his time was up, but he had a guy that allowed him to leave Point, of course he had to give him a little cash but it was well worth it. It seemed like someone had the same idea that Miles did, the sneaking out thing. âComing or going?â He asked the person as he got closer to them.Â
Zachariah enjoyed the luxuries of Grimstone Point, but the freedom those in Park got to have almost had him jealous. He wanted to leave, but knew if he did, heâd probably run and never come back if he figured how to get the damn bracelet off. Plus, he preferred the mountain trails over there. âAre you kidding? Definitely going.â He scoffed, glancing around them to make sure no one was watching. âWhich one do you actually live in?â

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xspeedoflightxâ:
âIâm just not a foodie.â She chuckled, before lifting her shoulders in a light shrug. âOh, shush. I win, and thatâs that.â She flipped her hair over her shoulder in faux confidence, before letting out a laugh. âYup, thatâs my kind of fun. Park benches are the best. We couldâve just gotten some drinks and stare at people. See who creeps out the most people.â She laughed playfully, as they approached the pizza place, and she opened up the door, âAfter you, pizza man.â She said, before walking after him inside the place; glancing over at the menu that was hanging over the register. âRight? People think itâs so weird, and Iâm just baffledâŚItâs delicious.â With those words, she turned to the man at the register and orderd one, not one bit ashamed of her choice. âHow do you even know that? Have you worked at a cafe, or is this one of your creepy observations?â She offered him a playful smirk, before adding more, âIf my coffee isnât as black as my soul, I donât want it. People who drink anything else are the worst.â She scoffed, as she shook her head, âThat is exactly why I canât work at a place like that. Theyâll fire me in two minutes. Youâre right though, I donât tolerate shitty atitude.â
âDo I look like Iâd be good in a customer facing job?â Zachariah asked, brow raised as he tried to hold back his laughter. If he had to be exposed to the publicâs stupidity on a daily basis just to earn money, he truly doubted how well the business he worked for would do... Or how long it would take for him to snap and harm someone beyond repair with his power. âOh you donât? You seem to tolerate my shitty attitude just fine, but maybe thatâs something to do with my truly black soul, and your somewhat dark soul.â When Katherine had said her soul was as black as her coffee, Zachariah couldnât help but think about the meme heâd seen, where the coffee was talking about murder and that was too dark, but add a bit of creamer and it was just talking about maiming people and that was just right. In his mind, he was the dark one and Kat was the creamered-down one, for sure.
lorelaijennings-lgrpâ:
âLike I said,â she repeated herself, reiterating her words as she did, âIâve been here for twelve months. Shit couldnât have gone so far south within twelve months, and there was no indication of any illness before I left. Certainly not close to⌠wherever we are.â Lori wasnât well adjusted to living somewhere she couldnât get out. So to come to a place, spend twelve months there then be told suddenly the world she knew and loved was rotting, wasnât sitting right with her.Â
âDisease can spread in a matter of days... weeks... months. It doesnât take as long as you might think. The wrong thing gets out and thatâs it, humanities done for. Trust me, Iâm an expert.â Zachariah smirked, looking over the other. It was clear she just didnât want to believe that it was true, because a year ago things had been fine out there but... A lot could change in a year.Â