Post by Crystal on Oct 6, 2007 0:37:43 GMT -5
RP post randomly made:
She walked along the path, her eyes darting along the rode as she went, tail hanging slightly low for this day. Eyes gleaming, her voice raised high as she hummed a tune of a song she was inventing herself, though knew not if she'd ever finish. "Gunna be bright day...hmmm....show your skills with me...hhmmm" She kept up, her teeth flashing in what sunlight that fell upon them, long and sharp to a fine point.
Then, she listened as her stomach growled, demanding food, at the very least a rat, and she stopped, listening to it. "Filling oneself with bloody remains....hmmm..." She smirked, and turned around towards a tree, stalking over there and lowering her form towards the ground, waiting. She preferred it this way, it was better for her and it worked on every level imaginable. Crouched down, waiting, she anticipated as a mouse scurried by hours later. After a long time, when she was just about to move on, then she lurked forward, pouncing upon it. Ribs crackled underneath her feet, snapping into shards that washed away the remains of a life form ever living and breathing within the body. She mouse had given out a weak, exhausted squeak, before it blackened body lurked to a dead end, giving up it's body for another's nourishment.
"food that fills our young..." She feasted upon the small rodent, gobbling upon the yummy treat as if she'd never even heard of the word food in her entire life time. "Hushments fill my voice with laughter." She picked herself up, and carried on upon the path, watching the trees go by in her eyes. She walked deeper into the forested area, huge trees hanging above her, with outstretched branches, ready to rap around hyer and take her to another place in time, away from here and away from this world. To pull her up, and set her as a fine star in the sky, to live forever more.
She smiled brightly, listening to her ownself singing, the only thing she ever did in life, and the one thing that annoyed her parents as she had always answered them with. Eventually, once she was officially old enough, they had kicked her off, wanting nothing more to do with her singing self. Her 'talent' was useless, especially if she couldn't control it, and learn to talk, instead of sing, to others.
Her voice, though, was lovely. It was like listening to a hundred angels weeping softly in a field of beautiful wild flowers. She often loved to think of herself as an angel's messenger, telling people how to better adjust their lives if she caught something wrong occurring. For example, she could walk up to a fight, and educate them how fighting not only doesn't solve the problem, it only ends in more fighting down the rode, and more blood shed to be passed by. And how that can grow on them, and become one with them, so that it was the only means they knew of being able to control their anger. and then what? what if they got mad at a close friend and fought, killing said friend?
She sighed, curling up upon the ground where she lay. There was nothing to this world in the end, she recalled her best friend telling her. Nothing, and she'd be better off dead. People like this...they needed serious help. She wanted to be the one to help them, to coax them into a better line of thinking with kind words, and comforting hugs, or anything that could work.
"Out of darkness into the light." She sung, walking out of the forested area, working her way up a mountain. She climbed higher and higher, almost reaching the peak. She was so close to it, she could feel its pulsating body underneath her, pulsating with her own heart, congratulating her for reaching it. She could feel its presence upon her, and smiled with that presence.
The sun was smiling too, smiling with her. It smiled hugely, warming the whole world to a fine point. That fine point showed the hot, humid lifestyle of her to her, bidding her farewell into the great yonder, and promising always to look after her, and never leave her. Her friend, she recalled, died on a day like this. A day with great warmth from the atmosphere around her. It didn't even try and foreshadow the future events that had yet to come, no instead it wanted to greet them properly.
Her friend was killed by a pack of angry wolves. They were talking, having a ball, and walking upon the trail. Her friend went to make a turn, telling her she had somewhere to be that was extremely important. She walked off onto the wolves' territory, and the vicious, very protective being lashed out at her, charging and ripping her to shreds, at she had gotten so far along the way. Of course, she had accompanied her friend, and watched the brutal killing, trying to tell them to leave her along. The emo friend put up a small struggle, before letting them have her very soul, leaving it up to her to defend her friend.
And she did, until they pounded her down, howling harshly into her ears. After so long, she had to run, and break away from this place, leaving it for them all their own. Still, she was weak, and ran as much as she could, being pounced after by the wolves. The blood thirsty cretins. She shook her head at the memory. She had just managed to get away, and sought help. Well, help found her, and healed her with their kindness towards her. She stayed a good two years with them, to, and helped them with their own tasks as a return of her kindness.
"Life's journey has been a hard mistress..." She summed it all up with one final ending to the chapter. And with that, she sat down in a lovely meadow, and watched the 'wildlife' around her. She sighed lightly, missing her dear friend now, as her heart ached for that which was gone.
[It's on BBA and I had to make a new character after typing it]
She walked along the path, her eyes darting along the rode as she went, tail hanging slightly low for this day. Eyes gleaming, her voice raised high as she hummed a tune of a song she was inventing herself, though knew not if she'd ever finish. "Gunna be bright day...hmmm....show your skills with me...hhmmm" She kept up, her teeth flashing in what sunlight that fell upon them, long and sharp to a fine point.
Then, she listened as her stomach growled, demanding food, at the very least a rat, and she stopped, listening to it. "Filling oneself with bloody remains....hmmm..." She smirked, and turned around towards a tree, stalking over there and lowering her form towards the ground, waiting. She preferred it this way, it was better for her and it worked on every level imaginable. Crouched down, waiting, she anticipated as a mouse scurried by hours later. After a long time, when she was just about to move on, then she lurked forward, pouncing upon it. Ribs crackled underneath her feet, snapping into shards that washed away the remains of a life form ever living and breathing within the body. She mouse had given out a weak, exhausted squeak, before it blackened body lurked to a dead end, giving up it's body for another's nourishment.
"food that fills our young..." She feasted upon the small rodent, gobbling upon the yummy treat as if she'd never even heard of the word food in her entire life time. "Hushments fill my voice with laughter." She picked herself up, and carried on upon the path, watching the trees go by in her eyes. She walked deeper into the forested area, huge trees hanging above her, with outstretched branches, ready to rap around hyer and take her to another place in time, away from here and away from this world. To pull her up, and set her as a fine star in the sky, to live forever more.
She smiled brightly, listening to her ownself singing, the only thing she ever did in life, and the one thing that annoyed her parents as she had always answered them with. Eventually, once she was officially old enough, they had kicked her off, wanting nothing more to do with her singing self. Her 'talent' was useless, especially if she couldn't control it, and learn to talk, instead of sing, to others.
Her voice, though, was lovely. It was like listening to a hundred angels weeping softly in a field of beautiful wild flowers. She often loved to think of herself as an angel's messenger, telling people how to better adjust their lives if she caught something wrong occurring. For example, she could walk up to a fight, and educate them how fighting not only doesn't solve the problem, it only ends in more fighting down the rode, and more blood shed to be passed by. And how that can grow on them, and become one with them, so that it was the only means they knew of being able to control their anger. and then what? what if they got mad at a close friend and fought, killing said friend?
She sighed, curling up upon the ground where she lay. There was nothing to this world in the end, she recalled her best friend telling her. Nothing, and she'd be better off dead. People like this...they needed serious help. She wanted to be the one to help them, to coax them into a better line of thinking with kind words, and comforting hugs, or anything that could work.
"Out of darkness into the light." She sung, walking out of the forested area, working her way up a mountain. She climbed higher and higher, almost reaching the peak. She was so close to it, she could feel its pulsating body underneath her, pulsating with her own heart, congratulating her for reaching it. She could feel its presence upon her, and smiled with that presence.
The sun was smiling too, smiling with her. It smiled hugely, warming the whole world to a fine point. That fine point showed the hot, humid lifestyle of her to her, bidding her farewell into the great yonder, and promising always to look after her, and never leave her. Her friend, she recalled, died on a day like this. A day with great warmth from the atmosphere around her. It didn't even try and foreshadow the future events that had yet to come, no instead it wanted to greet them properly.
Her friend was killed by a pack of angry wolves. They were talking, having a ball, and walking upon the trail. Her friend went to make a turn, telling her she had somewhere to be that was extremely important. She walked off onto the wolves' territory, and the vicious, very protective being lashed out at her, charging and ripping her to shreds, at she had gotten so far along the way. Of course, she had accompanied her friend, and watched the brutal killing, trying to tell them to leave her along. The emo friend put up a small struggle, before letting them have her very soul, leaving it up to her to defend her friend.
And she did, until they pounded her down, howling harshly into her ears. After so long, she had to run, and break away from this place, leaving it for them all their own. Still, she was weak, and ran as much as she could, being pounced after by the wolves. The blood thirsty cretins. She shook her head at the memory. She had just managed to get away, and sought help. Well, help found her, and healed her with their kindness towards her. She stayed a good two years with them, to, and helped them with their own tasks as a return of her kindness.
"Life's journey has been a hard mistress..." She summed it all up with one final ending to the chapter. And with that, she sat down in a lovely meadow, and watched the 'wildlife' around her. She sighed lightly, missing her dear friend now, as her heart ached for that which was gone.
[It's on BBA and I had to make a new character after typing it]