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logging in just to post this shit 2 months late
@chxaroscuro i dont think u ever log in anymore but i want this to be the first thing u see when u log in again bc its us
getting those bad vibes™ from my other rp blog atm so i might come back here and start over ?? not that i had much to begin w but --
im sorry i havent gotten to replies here !! school is starting up for me on monday and ive been called into work every day this week so im trying to juggle everything around @_@ but i havent forgotten about threads and ill try to get to them asap !!
meistertod .
Two ( perfect ) suns stared at her, leaving the divine impression of something so much more than a petty god . As such the grand authority was, stepping on foolish hopes as if it was a game played by the cruelest concept . ( price being the endless joy of crushing yet another dream being echoed in the infinite space in vain )&& even now, these; so much more than holy; eyes inspected the tormented ghost as if she was but an animal . Just what was the authority planning, ignoring the hellish surroundings , not paying attention to the eyes watching him , not paying a single interest to the crippled fetus on the floor . ( for had the greatest authority not seen much worse already, being the somewhat unofficial messanger of the cursed town of silent hills )
Unfortunate surroundings, offering no place to sit on , Death ignored it. Scrawny body sitting on what seemed to be an invisible throne ; now hovering in thin air . && mouth was made of gold , mouth was made of metal . The authority tilted his head, displeasure made it’s way into his expression as boredom clawed it’s way into his diamond bones . ( what a sad scene, all of this hell, yet already boring )
“ I fear you are unable to talk , may this unfortunate child of yours leave some words for me to hear? I am already bored by this tale, at least from the part I am hearing . Wich is not much. I desire the one truth, if you can offer it, that is . ”
❛ nnnnnnngn ——— uhh . . . ohh ——— nnmmm ——— ❜ vexation and chagrin; it was fun to watch them scream; run; hide ——— momma had only wanted to play. but death, a stoic solitude of decadence and unamused notion; he gaze 'pon this pitiful hellspawn with not a single tear to shed nor a horrified yelp to escape his lungs. the continuum begins to tear; and lisa knoweth not what to do, now lumbering about like an obedient dog, searching for nothing in particular.
jaw slack, her tongue clicks in response, akin to the chitter of the insects that wedge themselves between the crevices in the wall, nestled snug among brethren. cranium lolls to the right; down; and she sees the fetus lying askew, tiny ——— o, so delicate ——— limbs writhing and contorting, mouth opening though no cries leaving. a serpent rounding its prey, muscles contract and bones snap out of place as she lowers herself to the babe, taking him into decaying palms. an eye studies the back of his malformed head; bloody muscle and unformed tissue; ropy veins circling 'round and 'round, cascading down his body. mother brings child to her lips for a kiss, but instead, teeth gnash into the back of soft flesh, and blood trickles down the embryo's front.
❛ WAAUGH ——— nuuh gunh ——— uhn uhn ——— mmmmnnnngn . . . ❜ infant wails ebb away as biting turns into gentle nibbling ——— affectionate kisses.
bumbling, mother lies, grinning happily as her babe squirms around in her grasp, as if feeling completed ——— her belly swollen. silence fills the corridor once more ——— and suddenly, the minute creature speaks, tone stentorian ——— for an undeveloped baby.
❛ conceptual death, asking of her fate. ironic. you know very well what happened to us. all of us. have you not met my siblings? my father? o yes ——— how is he fairing? and i don't mean the fool that hung himself with the garden hose. surely you must have some sort of eye over the living. ❜
abyssstaresback / starter call ( not accepting !! )
concrete floor; concrete wall; concrete room; cockroaches; table ——— my, you're very observant.
where am i, you ponder, how did i get here ? o, don't be smart ——— you know what you've done. all those tally marks ——— mother kept track of her baby's first steps, including the times she had to carry your limp body to its confined grave, after she snapped your neck for not obeying orders and then wept for your loss, at human gore imbued. you lie there motionless, but she, sobbing continuously, head jerking 'round a malformed body, neck snapping and popping at loose joints, twisting in a perfect spin. o god ——— o god ( HE ISN'T LISTENING ) how could i murder my baby ?? what kind of mother am i ??? so she brings you back here.
but she still wants to play. you know that too. scarred digits even open the door for you, rotting teeth grinning wildly beneath the shadows. how polite.
vulpislunae / starter call ( not accepting !! )
23:59. 23:59. 23:59. nighttime.
everything happened at night. the sun died, moon its successor; children cried out to their mothers ——— o, momma, help me ! momma, please help !! there's someone in there, momma ——— staring at me through my closet. i want them to go away !!!
but she stood in full light, towering over children like that creature allegedly seen. belly red; breasts castory, celadon; cockroaches crawling out from a hollowed socket, nimble legs scrambling across dried blood and loose flesh, receding back into the pallid, jaundice skin. her other eye on the verge of popping, jutting out from its home like a sort of escape; but it stares, unblinking, unforgetting, unforgiving.
and she speaks not. only half of her grotesque form illuminated by the creaking light overhead.
cottonteethviolence / starter call ( accepting !! )
❛ ——— though it could be part of a larger trend, such as unemployment, childcare . . . ❜
painted 'pon an espousal canvas a cross lie; thumbs up !! good job buddy !!! and it eats at you. the maggots squirm from the inside out, consuming any thoughts of humanity. you want to ——— those words are so inviting, tickling 'neath your chin coquettishly, giggling and laughing.
gouge
it
out !
the radio cuts through, coughing with static. ❛ ——— but you can do something about this ! come now, sir, don't let these families suffer. do something about it. just do it. do it. DO IT ALREADY !! ❜
gnarled palms cling to the railing; her eyes watching from above.
custiis / starter call ( accepting !! )
methodical drip of the broken faucet; droplets cascade over exposed muscle and ropy veins, distressed murmurs of a child resonating forth, mumbling infant noises as tiny limbs wriggle, pieces of flesh that jut outwards from its body. a quiet whimper; ❛ nngh ——— aaahn. mm mmm mm. ❜ it writhes in its gory remains; the brownish - green of feces; crimson blood.
wailing for a mother; wrapped around your finger does she comply to your bidding, stumbling near, limbs grotesque, hearing to the call of the monitor ——— consumed by static.
but then you walk forth. and he speaks, voice eight octaves lower.
❛ she can still see you. ❜
meistertod .
The ( cruel one ) was used to hell, he WAS hell for some feeble minds . Should Death have cared to listen, presenting an ear to those who voiced their fears in the pitch black night ? He did not, nightmares holding no importance , endless waves of agony born from a MURDER was nothing but a toy for those who created worlds like others wrote books . && how the authority adored bad ends .
Being presented with horror , there was nothing in those divine eyes . Could he have gagged, the cruelest one would have done so , he was a precise && exact being. One should not hold their body like this, one should at least remove the cockroaches from their mouth while nobody is looking . It was all a thing called ‘ manners ’ . The ( merciless ) mouth opened, almost snarl like .
“ What a warm welcoming. ”
❛ aawugh ——— huh nuhh ——— ❜ chaste giggle yields a distressed moan, perturbed and disquieted. turn around if you dare and gnarled digits ——— peeling flesh; rotting nail ——— wrap around a lithe throat, comb through raven locks and grasp the skull, jerking it 'round the body 'til that deafening crack fills the corridor, void of noise, save for mother's heavy panting.
albeit death was the conqueror worm ——— and the beldam knoweth not her place. below such an ungodly status ——— a blood-red thing that writhes from out ——— she lie; and by harbinger's hands was her life taken, bullet lodged deep within her womb, embryo contorting as if alive. come close children, for i will tell you the tale of a poor sickly woman, struck down by my own bidding ——— that strange lustful desire of a morbid curiosity, pondering the amount of blood spilt of a pregnant woman and her kin. and now i stand, staring back at my own creation, laughing at its miserable eternity, left to wander this endless hall, mercilessly killing anything in its path.
but murder an abstraction she cannot; and misshapen limbs have nothing to coddle nor hold. and she weeps ——— horrendous wailing ——— for an innocence lost; static from the radio beginning to effervesce into the void until it becomes louder ——— louder ——— louder ——— louder ———
silence. grotesque fingers slowly hug around the bend in the loop.
chxaroscuro .
ccmmmmdccclxiii replied to your post:contemplates shit /chinhands whatcha thinkin about
dead children
U MEAN LIKE THIS
—- I walked. All I could do was walk FINDING, a me that wasn’t me, walking in front of MYSELF The only me is ME.
Are you sure the only you is YOU? —-
*peeks in........ @ everyone to make sure ur all ok*
meistertod .
@ccmmmmdccclxiii requested a deadly starter
Mouth dripping in divinity & poison , the grand authority would not care for any kind of borders. ( appearing wherever a life could end, thus EVERYWHERE ) Delicate steps were taken as the grand one was taking in the mad scene , realities overlapping; ending && beginning . ending && beginning . ending && beginning . How interesting this scene was. Even worthy of a smile .
“ A g u e s t has arrived, I should be greeted, should I not ? ”
one ——— two ——— three. three steps. unnatural ——— considering a bipedal anatomy.
o, the beldam has introduced herself. long ago. that white light you once saw? merely a greeting. may your third footfall hit with vast exertion, for it is a stiletto that drives itself into the flesh beneath these faux floors, delving deeper into the nine circles of hell. possession of a puppet, however, is difficult. intertwining spirits ——— a phantasm and a concept. mother cannot pick away at the body's brain, drowning him in a world of madness. it upsets her. no fun. she whines and leaves, thus mayhap lifting a weight from your shoulders as she scampers into the dark, unseen, unheard.
but curious is she ——— and she crawls back invisible. a hissing in your ear ——— and then laughter. a doggish guffaw, jaw unhinged, cockroaches spilling forth like the waves parting.
❛ a ——— hmm. ahuh ——— huh, hmm. huuh ——— huh ——— aha! ❜ labored breathing; like birth. ❛ hunn ——— uh ——— ❜
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