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#I DO NOT WANT TO BE EXPOSED. im scared to death of this virus and my dad honestly doesnt understand the magnitude of it.
aalt-ctrl-del · 4 years
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so you want to vote third-party?
Im gonna go ahead and put it out there, and put it into file, for future reference. My predictions based on behavioral studies, herd theory, psychographics, mass Values, and environmental, geographic conditions, have been thus far exceptionally accurate. The science and mathematical estimations behind the pandemic is super basic, not hard at all, which is most frustrating of all.
If you get to vote come Election day - given that you are all still alive by that point with no medical complications - and you choose to vote Republican. Or worse, third party, if you do not vote Democratic.
There is a high probability that you or those of your close relations will contract Corona Virus.
This is not scare tactic or alarmist, this is a loose estimation based on our current political climate and rising trends. I made a post predicting June to be a hard hitting month, that comes from our behavior in May - specifically, the dates 13-17 range. I checked the calendar, those dates are high weekends for a lot of people. It is also Graduations for seniors of high school and college. Classes end for more, finals come to a close.
So, those days were not random. This is a very important time for people. It is also the most lethal. Thus, given the incubation time of the virus, or its capacity for dormancy, we will see results of this May 13-17 spike within 2 weeks, and in June. If, y’know, you disregard stuff that the CDC is cautioning us to do.
Back to voting. By the time elections roll around, and you decide who to vote for, let me reiterate, if you vote anything other than Democratic, you have taken a mediocre percentage I have calculate - lets say 30% possible encounter with the virus. And you do the thing like, vote third party - there is a Risk Factor which bumps your probable encounter with the virus up to 43%. By then, we should have shot past 100,000 deaths. It is estimated that yearly, at least a minimum of 12,000 people will die of the flu, and in the year 2017-2018, source at least 61,000 people died in that year. We have only been exposed to Corona Virus for 3 months, and already have watched a documented 70,000+ die. With quarantine measures in place and state-wide shut downs.
So what is the difference between the Republican and Democratic parties, which factor into my Risk Equation? Simply put, the Republican as of current is inadequate and a joke. They are actively expediting the spread of the Corona Virus. I mean, we have protesters outraged by Quarantine. Science deniers, anti-vaxxers. Sure, there is a high ratio of recovery compared to those who have died, but even the people who have suffered mild symptoms are developing post complications such as organ failure, scarring of the lung tissue, and my favorite, liver failure.
You can’t live without your liver. Its an essential organ. You have only one liver. Its not on the the same turf as the appendix. Your liver blows up, you die a pleasantly painful death source. I really didn’t read this article, I only know that we’re finding these things, like strokes, haunting people in the age bracket 30-40. I mean, you survive Corona Virus like a champ? Awesome. I hope that doesn’t dump a whole aneurysm on you.
Okay, back to voting once more. The Democrat party, is not much more better prepared than the Republican at this point. But, the Democrats and Joe Biden will listen to the scientists and doctors, like Dr. Fauci, and Dr. Birx. They will look into the process of stimulating the economy, while minimizing the trauma and destruction the inadequate and soft trump group is going through. Our chances of getting through this lay with the Democratic group, especially in the fall out from this pandemic. The economic strain businesses are so frightened by, will shatter with trump doing his usual thing of ignoring problems until the problem is way out of control. Which Corona Virus is right now. No exaggeration, its hit full momentum; you’re only options right now are rigorous sanitation practices.
Everybody protesting quarantine would’ve been the type to launch them self out a window when the Stock Market crashed. That’s the sort of people they are. If you want to get through this, you’re going to have to survive first. We can always pick up the pieces and rebuild from the wreckage, but if there’s no one to rebuild, then the tragedy remains a mystery.
And if you’re one of those Russian a-holes “But the sexual harassment allegations”. Omg, you absolute blunt tool. trump is a walking PSA of pedo-incest-creepy-uncle. “Grab her by the pussy,” - trump. “I can go in there and start kissing them, and no one can do anything” bragging trump, about walking into a dressing room for one of those American models programs - idek. trump is a misogynistic creepy bastard, that objectifies his daughter. You reason that thing is gonna be your salvation in these trying times?
And I do vibe with the #metoo movement. I don’t dismiss or discredit Tara Reade, about these sexual allegations, but I question a lot of what she’s doing and saying. For context, we’re in the middle of a pandemic, and Joe Biden has the clout and experience to wipe the floor with trump. And the Democratic party will be the only faction to get us through this crisis with minimal casualties. The infection is beyond controlling at this point, but we will be ruined financially and physically, our economic infrastructure is edging toward a collapse the likes we haven’t seen in 50 years. But this Tara lady, makes allegations at this point in time of this specific year, when it would’ve have been more pertinent to do so at the time Biden was elected Vice-President. EVEN BETTER, DURING THE #METOO movement. 
If those allegations are true and do exist, then she has been paid by someone named trump - or an affiliate to trumps clan - to speak up. Right now. “BECAUSE OF THE EMAILS” I mean, allegations. I’m not saying Democrats are saints, but the parties interests and motives align far better with your chances of survival, and this Tara lady is trying to convince you to tie a noose for you to hang from. I mean, she could have as easily come forward after Biden was elected, or when his election campaign had more steam - that would have been appropriate. But she chose now, because of the pandemic, because people are dying so fast. At an alarming exponential rate. Tara isn’t doing this to be nobEL or help people, she’s been paid, she’s on someone’s salary. You’re gonna die, because you didn’t think this through. Because you think trump, in all his infinite wisdom, and poor business choices, cares about you? He doesn’t. He’s petty, spiteful, he took the landing gear from the plane and he’s trying to sell it back to the highest bidder, which isn’t you.
Right at this time trump is digging graves, and he’s nailing the coffin lid down. Each and every one of us is a statistic in this mess - you are either uncontaminated, infected-asymptomatic, recovered, or dead. And when you recover, there is strong evidence to show that the virus can still infect you once more. trump doesn’t care. He’s tossing out the pandemic team, we’re gonna get a whole new set of people in to lead us through this; unqualified people. Beautiful people, the sort of people trump likes to surround himself with. Yes people. Group think. People dumber than a blender with a massage feature.
so in conclusion, if you think voting third party is a good idea. 43% higher chance of encountering that virus. The infected and carriers is spreading, corporate businesses and franchises are forcing their GMs not to report those that have been infected, and they sure as hell are not closing their doors to decontaminate. No contact tracing, we have no test kits. No idea the actual statistics. And best of all, no idea if you have truly recovered, if you survive an infection with Corona Virus.
Did I mention the 43% will exponentially increase as we come near the election date? Yeah, it has a variable ( .43y ), it will fluctuate. Unfortunately, it does not and cannot go down. It only goes up. And 100% chance of an encounter with Corona Virsu, is not the highest number. Because you can get the virus twice, and it can stack with the flu or pneumonia.
August will be interesting :)
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bangtanata-blog · 6 years
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Bite me!
Zombie Apocalypse AU - April Fools Day Special
Summary: Jimin is fairly sure he’s going to die.
[warnings: minor character deaths, light angst, crack treated seriously, hopeful ending. No pairing but I guess you can consider it vmin/jikook/jinkook/namseokgi if you squint reaaaaaaaaaally hard]
[...its REALLY a fic guys, really! so dont be afraid to click on the read more!! i promise its not a jump scare or screamer or anything. Im not that mean dskkhs]
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Jimin is fairly sure he’s going to die.
He’s done a pretty good job in trying to stay alive, he supposes. It’s been close to two years since the breakout—thank God for lingering electricity he can use to charge his phone whenever he’s in a safe place, to be honest—and a lot of people had died when they fumbled and tried to stay alive. They should’ve watched more zombie movies or shows, Jimin from before would think, but Taehyung who watched zombie movies with him died too, sometime during winter last year, a few months after the breakout.
He died protecting Jimin.
Guess he should’ve been the one paying more attention to the movies, because he had been dumb and Taehyung… Taehyung had protected him. And died because of it.
“Run, Jiminie.” The idiot had the gall to smile his usual boxy smile, despite how strained it was, despite how his shoulder must’ve hurt from the bite that Jimin should’ve gotten instead of him.
Jimin thinks Taehyung must’ve known, inside, that despite the both of them having butchered some zombies in an effort to stay alive, Jimin wouldn’t be able to do the same to Taehyung. Jimin would rather die than do that to his best friend, even if said best friend was literally dying and would come back as a zombie out of all things.
Taehyung must’ve known, that Jimin was dying inside even if he wasn’t bitten, because Taehyung got bit and it was because of him.
Still—he smiled, the absolute idiot, still sweet and caring and just the very very best even until the very end, because he ushered Jimin outside and made him lock the door from outside, practically barricading the place.
Jimin was safe, but Taehyung was not.
Still, Jimin ran. Because Taehyung told him to. Because he promised, between frantic apologies and near endless tears, to live for the both of them. Because he promised to survive.
He ran out of the building, and never dared to come back.
(He’s a failure of a best friend).
After that, it was a solo effort to stay alive. He met some people along the way, travelled with them for awhile. But it was… different. He couldn’t trust them like he could trust Taehyung. Couldn’t rely on them like he could to his best friend.
(And if Jimin made his best friend die, what made them think he wouldn’t end up causing the same on a group of strangers?)
Some people told him it was his grief talking, but in all honesty, Jimin doesn’t really care. What matters is that he’s alive and he’ll continue on trying to stay alive.
It’s hard, sometimes. He’s tired, stressed, and sometimes he just wants to throw himself to the swarm of zombies somewhere in the city and just… follow his best friend.
(It’s lonely).
But then, he’ll remember the promise he’s made and he finds himself walking with renewed vigor, surviving and breathing and alive. Because how could he just waste the life Taehyung tried so hard to protect? He won’t do that. He can’t.
And so, he lives.
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But of course, sometimes the universe just likes to fuck things up, because Jimin is fairly certain he’s going to die now.
He’s trapped, in a mall’s dressing room, out of all things. Surprisingly enough the place isn’t exactly swarmed with zombies, unlike some other places, but there are still a few; few enough for Jimin to sneak past and ignore, easily enough with his two years expertise of avoiding and murdering zombies alike.
He just wanted to nap. The dressing room is secluded enough and he wants to lock the door, lie down, and rest peacefully.
How is he supposed to know there’s a zombie in a fucking dressing room in the first place?
And now, he’s stuck. There’s a zombie in front of him, dragging their feet slowly towards him, complete with the rotting flesh and all. His weapons are lying a bit too far away for him to reach, and Jimin clenches his jaw.
Is this it? Is this the end for him?
Is he going to die in a dressing room? How lame must that be?
At least Taehyung got to die heroically, saving his best friend and all that, Jimin thinks a bit hysterically. He’s going to die in a dressing room because he’s too sleep deprived to think properly and he’s stupid and oh God he’s going to die now—
(“Stay alive for the both of us, okay?”)
Jimin chokes on a sob, squeezing his eyes shut. He’s trembling, he knows. He probably looks pathetic right now. If Taehyung’s here, he will probably laugh at Jimin.
(Or he will probably try to save him like back then).
(What an idiot).
The thing is, Jimin wants to stay alive. He wants to, really. It’s basically an ingrained response from him already. He has to stay alive. He has to fight back, run for his life. He has to survive. He promised. He has to.
He promised.
(“Love you, Jiminie.”)
His eyes snap open.
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Sometimes, when someone is cornered, their behavior might not be something someone would choose to do if they’re calmer and more capable of thinking rationally.
The thing is, Jimin can’t really think rationally right now.
Which is why, when the zombie—who probably used to be a guy, from what little hair was left and the clothing—gets close enough to Jimin to bite him, Jimin—
Jimin, well—
He opens his mouth.
Chomp.
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So.
Rotten flesh doesn’t taste good.
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It doesn’t stop Jimin though.
He growls, practically digging his teeth deeper to the rotten flesh on the zombie’s exposed shoulder.
He bites the zombie first. Because fuck you, that’s why. Nobody is going to chomp on him without his permission, okay? If there’s anyone chomping on anything with their teeth, it’s Jimin.
Fuck the norm; he’ll bite on this disgusting zombie’s rotting skin before the zombie can do that to him. He’ll probably turn regardless, thanks to virus or bacteria or whatever, so it’s not like there’s any difference. Bet the zombie didn’t expect that though, ha.
(If he’s going to die in the middle of a zombie apocalypse, he wants to die on his terms).
(He hopes Taehyung won’t be that disappointed in him when he gets to the after life).
(Knowing his best friend though… He’ll probably just cackle).
Jimin releases the zombie, triumphant. He manages to find the strength to roll away from the zombie, wiping his mouth and grimacing over the aftertaste.
Now that he’s gotten some time to think over his actions, he finds himself a bit bewildered. Though now that it’s all over and done, he can’t really turn back time. He’s going to die here, he knows it.
Though, when he looks back at the zombie, confused as to why the thing hasn’t risen up from the ground, teeth snapping and basically pouncing on Jimin for some good warm flesh to chomp on, he finds himself gaping.
Because the skin, the flesh—that was rotten before and rotten when Jimin bit on it, it’s… growing? It’s growing, and it’s turning into… something fresher, something red and raw, before it’s slowly covered by layers and layers of new skin and holy fuck is it regenerating itself????
And so, for the next five minutes or so, Jimin is left sitting on the floor, gaping as the zombie’s body practically stitches itself back up, into something fresh and human like. And by the time it’s done, what was once the walking dead is replaced by a rather build young man, probably younger than Jimin, with jet black hair and flexing muscles that can be seen from the torn and dirty black hoodie the zombie had been wearing.
The young man—the zombie—is breathing, Jimin notices a bit hysterically. He’s breathing and blinking and shaking his head, as if trying to orient himself.
What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuc—
“What the fuck.”
The young man breathes out, sounding bewildered. Jimin almost yelps like a little girl.
Actually, he probably did, because the young man snaps his head to look at him, wide doe eyes meeting Jimin’s in full force.
Oh.
Oh, he’s attractive.
That’s so unfair, Jimin thinks. He’s a zombie, why must he be attractive?
“You—Wha?” The zombie—is he even still a zombie? Jimin is a bit confused now—tilts his head, eyebrows furrowed and mouth agape. “Wait… What happened?”
…Why is he asking Jimin that? He’s the one who wants to know what happened. One second he was a flesh eating zombie and now he’s an attractive young man wearing torn clothing. It’s Jimin who should be asking questions, really.
“I should be asking you that,” Jimin says, weakly. The young man is still staring at him, and Jimin wants to fidget away from the focused gaze settled on him. “You were about to eat me,” he says, and the young man chokes on his spit. “And you turned into…” He gestures to the other’s body, “this.”
“I—I was about to…?” He trails off, aghast. “Right, I was—I got bit. I should’ve… I was—I was a zombie?” Jimin nods. “And I was about to… eat you?” Another nod.
“Oh. Oh wow. I’m so sorry.” And the guy honestly looks sorry, which is a bit funny for Jimin, because wow, look at him! Chatting with a zombie (or a former zombie?), and the zombie apologized at him for trying to do zombie stuff and eat him.
God, what has his life come to? This is so crazy, and Jimin actually finds humor from this.
He giggles, not missing the way the other guy’s eyes seem to light up a bit at that or the slight flush on the man’s cheeks. He chooses to ignore it though, because there are more important matters to address, obviously.
“So… Why did you suddenly… turn back into… this, Mr. Zombie?”
“Jungkook,” the other man says, and Jimin blinks.
“Huh?”
“It’s Jungkook. My name. Jeon Jungkook. Not zombie. Um. Not anymore? I guess?”
“…Alright, Jungkook,” he lets, “you’re no longer… a zombie?”
The zombie—now named Jungkook—furrows his eyebrows. “I… Don’t think so?”
“You don’t have any lingering killing intent? Hunger for human flesh?”
“No, but I would like to eat some ramyeon, though.”
“Huh,” Jimin breathes out. Jungkook is no longer a zombie. His flesh grew back and now he’s back to be a functional human being. “How…?”
Jungkook shrugs. “What happened when I was about to, uh, eat you?”
“Uh,” Jimin blinks. “Um, well, you were about to eat me, and I was cornered, and my weapons aren’t nearby, so I kinda… bit your shoulder?”
Jungkook stares. He looks so dumfounded that Jimin has to stifle his laughter.
“You bit my shoulder?”
“Hey, I was desperate, okay! You were about to bite me, and I don’t like non-consensual biting.”
“So you… bit me.”
“Figured I’ll turn into a zombie that way too. I don’t know why I even did that. I panicked.”
“Have you ever bitten another zombie before?”
Jimin grimaces. “Of course not, why would I? Your shoulder tasted gross, you should know that. It’s all rotten flesh and everything, blergh.”
“You bit me.”
“I told you, I was panicking!”
“No, you bit me.” Jungkook presses. “You bit me and I turned back into human.”
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“No fucking way.”
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So, it turns out reverse biting a zombie can turn them back into human beings. Who would’ve known? Jimin would like to send a big FUCK YOU to the universe for not sending him this note earlier. Imagine the amount of grief he would’ve been able to avoid, gosh.
He’s not convinced with the theory, though, not really. That’s crazy and just because Jungkook magically turned back into a human once Jimin bit him, it doesn’t mean it’ll work for every zombies on earth, and Jimin isn’t exactly willing to try it out a second time.
But Jungkook is, and the guy somehow takes it into a challenge to convince Jimin about this reverse biting theory, because he’s fairly certain his hyung was here somewhere too, since they were shopping together here when they got bit and turned into zombies, and Jungkook wants his hyung back of course, so he’s going to bite his hyung, as if it’s normal.
Jimin wonders why all the attractive guys are a bit crazy. Taehyung was attractive and he was a bit too extra sometimes, too.
(He supposes he’s a bit crazy himself, though, since he was the one who initiated the first reverse biting in the first place).
But then Jungkook bites on an unsuspecting zombie’s arm with his bunny teeth and that zombie becomes Kim Seokjin, full of pent up yelling and puns, and yeah, Jimin is convinced.
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They turned back the zombies in the whole mall in one night.
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“Can we go here?” He points at the map. Jungkook and Jin—who chooses to follow Jimin around instead of going on a reverse biting spree like the rest of the ex-zombies at the mall. Jimin remembers enthusiastic Jung Hoseok who literally danced his way out of the mall, yelling about going to a studio and saving ‘Joonie and Yoongi-hyung’, whoever they are—blink at the spot he’s chosen, raising their eyebrows. They’ve been traveling together for awhile now, the three of them avoiding the places with swarms of zombies for safety purposes. They’ve started biting onto random zombies, turning them back to humans and sending them away on their merry ways since they found out the ‘cure’ for the outbreak. They still avoid the places with swarms of zombies though; reverse biting helps you jack shit if you get swarmed by dozens of zombies from all around, after all.
Jimin looks at the both of them, a small smile on his face.
“Isn’t that a factory?” Jin inquires, hefting his backpack.
“Yeah, I really wanna go there.”
“Why?”
“My best friend is there,” he smiles. “I bet he’s waiting for me to pick him up.”
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Happy April Fools day, guys.
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joebeeteana · 4 years
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My anxiety is messing with me right now. Because of the pandemic COVID-19 i'm very anxious with my cough right now. I'm having a chest pain which is said to be a symptom of COVID19. While being anxious I'm experiencing palpitations, sweating, difficulties of breathing. I overthink a lot of things.
I don't wanna be infected by the virus. I was exposed in airports, bus terminals that's why I'm very anxious. I wanna be tested to see if i have it or not. I'm scared about my family. Because i might be exposing them to the virus.
Thinking about the virus makes me think about death. Knowing that there is no cure for the virus. I still wanna live. I have a lot of plans to do for my life. I still wanna graduate highschool and college as well as become an accountant.
Just by the thought of my family makes me cry. I don't want them to worry about me. All i ever wanted is to see them smile. What if i get the virus? I know that they would be worried about me. Nanay will be worried and i don't wanna see her cry. Tatay will be worried, all i ever wanted is for him to see me well and healthy. My sisters will be worried as well as my brother.
Somehow i do regret going to the NSPC. Because of that i get exposed to the place where the outbreak occurred. But what is done is done.
I am thankful that when i was on my way home i get to talk to my very close friend daphne. She helped me calm down while i was anxious inside the bus.
I do regret taking care of my body. I know i have a weak lungs an i have a weak immune system. If i was given a chance to go back and change something in my life. That is I should've drink the vitamins that my mother have given to me.
Soon I'll be turning 18. I hope i get to celebrate more birthdays. I remember sitting on a bus on my way home. There is an old lady sitting beside me. I wanna be like her soon. I wanna celebrate my own 70th birthday. I wanna be a CPA and have a family and celebrate holidays with Nanay, Tatay and my siblings.
I'm writing this letter right now with full of worries. I don't know what the future holds for me. I'm still hoping and praying to God to heal the world. Im praying that His healing power will touch every person that has the disease. God above is watching over us. I know that soon, this virus will be gone. This virus is a test of our faith for Him. Let's trust God and His plan for the world and for us.
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