As it emerged into the total darkness, able to see only by virtue of the pinkish flame of its corpse, it became overwhelmed by emotions. It realized, in that moment, that it loved the dark. It was comfortable, like a home. Or was it that the light was uncomfortable, and the absence of it left it...
Its corpse began to shake in anticipation as the final coffins and stones began to shift and move. Soon, it would be able to exit the room. The physical labor felt familiar, and comfortable. Perhaps it had done this in its previous life? It began to revel in the satisfaction of completing a...
Inspired, It travelled across the edges of the room, tracing the walls with the disfigured, rotting flesh of its hands. The corpse it inhabited would not be able to finish what needed to be done; it would take care of that later. It did not stop to consider if it could take care of that; the...
omg hi i was reading through your thread and like ?? wow ?? so amazed actually
so these ideas under pairings have been brewing in my head for like, at least 2 years now, and i was utterly blown away.
when you posted them and it's just so interesting to see a roleplayer thats just
on the smae...
It sat on the edge of its stone coffin, staring at its hands. They were malformed, fleshy in all the wrong ways, and exactly the wrong color. The air, cold and crisp and damp, clung and stung its skin. Was this the first thing it had ever felt? Or just the most recent? It had spent so much time...
A memory worth living for:
The burning desire to finish something left undone. It is quite possible that it died pursuing this goal, and it knows it would gladly die a thousand more times in pursuit of it. What could cause such drive?
Struggles:
Recollection- even in the short term
Stats
Race...
There, out in the middle of the streets stood a lone cut-together man, and behind him was a large unidentified shape. The digitized clutter would be challenging for anyone else to even distinguish any clear detail, but -Spade would instantly recognize the person to be Mikhael.
She didn't. At...
Spade stared down at the notebook as though she could make it wither with her gaze. In a way, it had withered- the pages' edges were tattered, the notebook was thrice bloodstained, and there was a hole punched through the top-right corner of each page where a thick metal chain ran through. She...
Name: Petra Myenswerth
Age: 31
Height/Weight: 6'3"/187cm, 180lbs/82kg
"Are we really doing the right thing?" She asked him, looking through the glass pane into the sterile testing environment. She was taller now, and healthy, with broad shoulders and plenty of muscle. She'd moved on from who...
"For Len, huh? He would've really appreciated it. You'd have to talk to Tony about planting them on the grave, but there's no telling where he is. Maybe Bel will like them in the kitchen. Might as well ask, right?" Will waited for Jonah to completely enter the Hotel, then let the door slowly...
The sounds of rain spattered off of the rough concrete, filling the room with an elegant, airy rhythm. It was the only thing that kept William going, after spending all last night and all morning putting the finishing touches on his best work yet. It wasn't quite a magnum opus, but it was...