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SAVEMEFROMMYSELF ! open « Thread Started on Sept 7, 2009, 1:04am »
[ x ] sway sway baby, your so fucking audio;; Flints trotted with ease over the rough terrain, breath slipping shakily from the velvet kissers that planted themselves on the face of a wrench. Indeed, it was the one and only cold silence. She grinned, allowing her name to linger around in her head for quite sometime. Where are the clouds? her voice whispered as her tiara jerked itself to look at the never ending sky she loved so much. The hint of disappointment would be found easily as a hot flush passed over her face. But why? It was the question she hadn't yet found the answer to, but, it didn't phrase her.
Once again, she was on the move. Her slender pillars bending with grace as they moved. Cold Silence longed to see the day when something in this damned land interested her, but so far, nothing. Her gaze dropped on a near by loner, yet, Cold Silence could sense the hint of denial over the young brute. I don't have time to waste it all on a disturbed coward.. her mind told herself. Not that she could talk, with her insanity and aching throat that screamed at her from so many directions. But, somehow, she blocked any sound of a pulse that reached her ears. She passed the loner, his pools washing over her, in either awe or need. His poles stepped an inch as if he were to pounce on her No mother to teach you manners? she spat rudely, her tail brushing his flank as she flickered past him. He stepped back into his place, and she smiled in satisfaction.
Word Count •• two.six.eight Your Throw •• =] 2nd post with Coldy. Muse Level •• Little bit lingering.
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Re: SAVEMEFROMMYSELF ! open « Reply #1 on Sept 7, 2009, 1:15pm »
++Razor Kissed Wrists++
Am I alive? it's a mindfreak! Everything keeps haunting me It's no surprise, it's a mindfreak The night was frigid and breaths were easily spotted in the moonlit night. Up above any of the equines that dare come out at night, you could see a full moon raised without a cloud in sight. ‘Good’, Razor didn’t say; this particular equine wasn’t too fond of the clouds, just about as much as he hated confrontation. Frost showered the fall setting; the leaves that littered the ground were unusually frost bitten for this time around. Trees surrounded the rolling hills, with nothing to cover them but the birds sleeping in their nests. Seldom would you ever find leaves hanging on for their dear life on the bare branches. The only trees with their ‘leaves’ still in tact were the evergreens; they managed to keep their needles all year ‘round. Bloody lengthened appendages crept slowly into the freezing terra. Frigid movement of the wind tossed the brute’s banner like it was waved at the football world series. The flag soon followed behind the parade as it would in the grubby high school marching band, always mimicking the banner. Crimson tears shed onto the frostbitten ground; they cried heavily and left their trail the whole trip. As the muddy bay mix breed of Gypsy Vanner and Andalusian traveled over the territory claimed by none, his alabaster mask was slightly bowed. Razor tossed his nape, allowing the dreads covering one of his heavily black eye lined aquamarine eyes to move over to the opposing side, covering the other eye. Fear Takes you places you don't wanna go Pain Your a price of body my next soul As a ring my soul Razor’s breath was heavily visible in the frigid air that chills one to the bone. Deeply breathing, his chest ached for the wind nipped at his lungs in large proportions. Heavy footsteps were clumsily landed with each step he took. It was clearly visible that the cold has taken its yearly toll on this equine. His careful and graceful movements were temporarily stunned for the season to come, as it did annually. The night’s fog had made his vision blocked for about 5 or 6 feet from his maw directly; it is, and going to be a hard year. Falling into infinity, as some would say; falling into the unknown. Tis what could be done about this? Nothing. Nothing could prevail the fact that he has fallen into what he didn’t know; what he hated most. Stumbling into the mare before him, he slightly hissed some unrepeatable words, and shouted with a gruff voice. “Watch where you are going. Don’t you know it’s a bad time to be out and around with those god damn shadow creatures here?!?!” His anger was clearly shown in his tone; this is the normal for him, the behavior that others would avoid. This loner just kept walking, well, at least he thought. Limping away, Razor slightly noticed the abnormal amount of blood gushing from his wrists. “Dimmit.” He simply said. He seemed to forget that he couldn’t harm himself as deep as he usually would in the autumn and winter time, for his blood was thinner and came out quicker than he was used to. But soon that anger turned into laughter. And laughter turned into hysterics. Deep laughs came from his maw like someone at a comedy barn for some stupid little skit that made no sense. Pleasure filled his mind as the pain worsened. This is the high that he lived for, the one that hurt to the point that a little filly would scream in pain. But this brute’s scream was pure laughter at his pain. He laughed in the face of death itself; he laughed in Satan’s face. Welcome to my rubber room, I will caress you I will obsess you I will possess you I am your mindfreak Are you ready?
Word count++six+hundred+thirty+three Lyrics++Criss angel- MF2 + Rubber Room OOC++hope you didn't mind that i created the setting, you really didn't specify it, so, well you get the point, hope you like the post!
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Re: SAVEMEFROMMYSELF ! open « Reply #2 on Sept 8, 2009, 5:52am »
[ x ] sway sway baby, your so fucking audio;; Her ebony pools controlled themselves, wandering into the darkened sky. The sky, why was she so obsessed? Her lips shaped into a pout as she decided to throw herself back into a walk. But then, her bodice hit something, and words were forced into her brain. You could learn some manners to, and maybe, if your damned hair didn't cover your face, you'd be able to see she spat back. Watching as the figure disappeared into the heavy darkness.
Cold flicked her head the other way, spinning tight on her heels, ready to walk. But something stopped her, chained her up and pulled her back. She could feel it, seeping through her peltage, gushing to her brain. Her orbs washed over the fragile looking figure in the distance. Watching as its body moved up and down to the tones of hysterical laughter. She couldn't hold back anymore, her pillars worked themselves. Her mind secretly wandering if she were just another Puppet for a humans baring? But she was wrong, dead wrong. The heavy scent of sweet blood seeped through her nasals. And before she realized, she was standing there, next to whom she doesn't not know. Her eyes, locked on the crimson river that flowed from his wrists. Keep..them..away..from..me she croaked. Her tiara dipping to get a better "look".
She could feel it, the insanity that ran through her vains now. She reared, but why? In fear she would become the monster she knew she was? or, in fear that she'd hurt someone as sick as her. She threw herself back. Some how containing the desire for that sweet, lingering taste of delicate blood. But she knew, one bloody kiss to his wrists and he'd be dry. All the life sucked from him, she couldn't allow that. No, not to her own race. Not anymore. Flashbacks made her only more..needy. The painful faces of those lifeless corpses.
Word Count •• three.two.nine Your Throw •• <3 Luff your post. Only, Coldy is a carnivore xD lol. Now she wants to eat him. Nom Nom :3 Muse Level •• A little bit in the bucket .
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Re: SAVEMEFROMMYSELF ! open « Reply #3 on Sept 9, 2009, 4:10pm »
OOC++Haha, wow, makes the perfect post eh?
I've got to touch your mind I hypnotise I am the mindfreak Quickly swinging around to meet and greet the mare who so rudely spoke to him, Razor flipped his dreads to the other side of his face, still covering one eye. His pale aquamarine pools seemed to ‘look down’ the femme before him. Her painted bodice was particularly standing out against the foggy background; the different contrast of shades easily could catch one’s eye. Few steps forward, with bloody pillars, Razor came only inches from her face. His widened Gypsy Vanner face claimed the spotlight in this one; his head ratio to hers was greater. He opened his alabaster maw, saying nothing. Words were silenced on purpose to cause suspense toward the femme. He could feel the lightheadedness begin to rise from its long oppression. Suddenly, everything became clearer, well to a point. He only figured that the bleeding had stopped, and that there was crystallized blood forming at the wounds. ‘Finally’, he didn’t say. He knew soon that it would stop; it always did at some point in time. And with a raspy and permanently gruff voice, Razor spoke, using his usual seductive tone and implication. “Look at me. Look into my eyes… well, eye.” He flipped his forelock behind his ears, clearing a path for communication. “There, look into my eyes. You find yourself lost in them. You are thinking about your hunger and thirst, but you must learn to control it. Now, listen to my voice and only my voice. It will be the only you will think about, and everything will leave your mind, except for my voice. Now!” His words were soft and peaceful. “You feel your eyes become heavy, and keep them heavy. Don’t fight the urge to close them, just keep focusing on my voice. You will close your eyes when I say to do so, from the backward count of 5.” Again, his voice was to cradle, and coo her from her hunger. He only hoped that this would help this hunger that resided from her. “5, 4, 3, 2, 1, close your eyes now. Your head begins to feel heavy, and I advise you to let it fall.” As he was still speaking in his hypnotism tone, he started to circle her, creating the calming effect. “When you wake up, you will be repulsed at the smell of blood, and you will no longer thirst for it. You will wake up when I tell you to do so, from the backward count of 5. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, wake up…” I've got to touch your mind I hypnotise I am the mindfreak, Are you ready?
Word count++Fivehundred+eighty+eight with codes and OOCs Lyrics++Mindfreak- Criss Angel Commnets++Wow, i'm starting to like this. I'm currently like obsessed with Criss Angel, so that's where the whole hypnotisim thing came from.
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Re: SAVEMEFROMMYSELF ! open « Reply #4 on Sept 13, 2009, 4:44am »
[ x ] sway sway baby, your so fucking audio;; This couldn't be happening, she took a few urged steps backwards, flints trying to plant themselves as her mind fought against what her heart desired. Silence, at last. her mind could think, and hopefully calm down. But, she knew that was only the painful wish she wanted.
Then, it spoke. In a seductive manner that hypnotized her. She did what she was told, looking into his hazed eyes. He stepped forward, her mind went crazy and she threw herself forward. Lurching at him, wanting what he had to offer. But once again, she urged herself under control. Her mysterious eyes only gazing at his. She did what his im-powering voice told her too. She focused on his voice. In it she picked up the sweet tense seduction. okay.. she rolled her muscles backwards, watching them rippled from under her patch work. Her lids felt heavy, her head felt heavy too. It was becoming all to much to bare as she gave up and allowed her eyes to flicker shut. The scent of now dry blood smelt disgusting. It didn't have the same sweet smell as it used to. Everything was lost now, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, wake up….
Her eyes slid open, already wandering to his once-bleeding wrists. Her touge, licking gently at her lips as she let herself fall. Her head, running along his pillars, not understand exactly what she was doing anymore. Half of her knew it was wrong, but the dominate half screamed, she knew he would fright, step away before she reached that foul smelling spot. Atlease, she hopped.
Word Count •• 269 Your Throw •• Haha ! I like your little puppet, he's coolie Sorry about my post though, i was rushing so it'd be worse than usual. Muse Level •• Rising.
Re: SAVEMEFROMMYSELF ! open « Reply #5 on Sept 13, 2009, 4:28pm »
Charcoal claws dug in, twisting the already gnarled bark. "Darm it! There isn't a soul in sight! Wasn't the reason I came here to get my claws into some fresh meat? Ehhh... Screw it." She snorted, a trait picked up from her most recent meals, and stretched out. Her paws struck silently down onto the frosted leaves, as to not scare off any 'game' that may just be lurking around despite the cold. "Hmmm, it seems those horses got a little smart for once. Hiding away in those 'herds' maybe. Then again, maybe they all ran away? There's no blood and no horses or any other like me.. Wonder where they went." Grumbling she stalked forward, blending in more-the-less with the pitch shadows though standing out enough against the frost to be noticed. "Now, what would that be?" Skull snapped towards the left and she sucked in the fresh taste of blood, grin spread across her features and she took off as silent as death. Tongue tasted the scent and made her yearn for a decent meal, despite never being able to be full. "Oh dear, oh dear! Looks like someone's going to lose their head tonight.." She hissed and slowed, stalking forward slowly enough to remain hidden to spy on whatever lay before her. The sight actually sent shock through her, two horses? What were they doing? Eating each other? "Hah!" She snarled and leapt forward from her place. "Looks like you've come to your senses and turned for the better tasting meat, aye?" She paused, running her tongue along her charcoal lips. "Or perhaps just 'playing'?" She laughed and sat down within four or so yards from the two. "Well, to be honest I haven't had so much entertainment with dinner before," she scanned over the two with a critical gaze. Not worth it. "Nah, I'll pass. You two are some of the most scraggily things I've seen all night. Hmm. Maybe the only things I've seen all night but bleeding ones like you-" she nodded towards the self-inflicted bled colt, "taste bad.. Air and blood, not good when mixed like that. Oh, and I just haven't quite gotten a taste for females yet. They taste,.. Off. So, you're-" she nodded towards the vix, "safe too. For now." Laughter broke from her maw and she ran her tongue over her two lengthy fangs, how starving she was but how little she could do for it. Maybe just for once it'd be smart not to attempt to fill her hunger and spare the idiotic little beings. Just this once. "Oh, and don't you little things worry. I hunt alone. Others just ain't my thing. Though, I can't promise that more fellows like me won't come along. I don't control them after all, that's her job." She dragged a single claw on top of the dirt, carving small patterns. "Besides, I'm curious to see what you do while not being hunted." She paused for a second. "Oh, and don't bother trying to kill me, you can't. I'll be quite now, continue whatever weird thing you were doing before crazies." Standing again she moved another yard or so to the right before sitting again and wrapping her adnormally long tail around her paws. "But, of course, if you have anything you want to say to me, go ahead." She added, her unnaturaly vibrant and quiet vocals laced with sarcasm.
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Re: SAVEMEFROMMYSELF ! open « Reply #7 on Sept 16, 2009, 5:16pm »
Razor had noticed that his hypnotism had worked as he originally hoped. As the femme reached out to his delicate, slender ebony appendages, she had the look upon her face as if he was going to blow chunks. A slim smirk formed on his alabaster velveteen maw as he looked down at her sweet bodice as she dropped her head and ran it against his scabbed and scared pillars. She seemed as if she were enjoying his every presence, but not like he did. He was different. He craved the prideful feel that it gave him to know that she was embracing his every movement of the tongue. His raspy words appeared again, this time with a more seductive tone; he didn’t even mean for it to sound as it did. “You see, overcoming that fear isn’t as bad as it looks. Laugh at it in the face next time and do as you please.”
Aqua orbs danced over to the Shadow Creature that had appeared out of the foggy scenery. Her features were frightening enough to just look at, but that a… well… just something about how she looks was quite beautiful and graceful. His attention was drawn to the female ‘Kitty’, instead of the one who he was trying to hypnotize. His eyes fell onto the sight of her, scoping down the feline that was barely shorter than he was. His impatient pillars scrapped at the dirt as he thought about what to say. Offend her, get eaten; say something too nice… well the consequences were unfathomable. He opened his parched mouth to say something, but his mind caught his words and shoved them back into his mouth before anything could come out. His tongue was frozen; everything was at the tip of his tongue, but they simply stayed there. Quickly turning his dial towards his subject he had hypnotized, thoughts came back to his tongue and he was able to speak freely. “Good to know that my blood repulses two persons now.” His gruff voice echoed against the empty night. Razor was still looking at the femme that was at his feet, but his words were directed towards the Shadow Creature. "And oh so glad to know it only gives me pleasure.” A sly laugh escaped his velveteen kissers with a psychotic tone to it. He knew that he was troubled, but at least he enjoyed what he did. As his good for nothing mother would say, ‘if it feels good, then do it.’
And Yesterday, Today, and Forever, I shed red tears
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