such a strong soul, such a pretty soul!! and it’s all….. yours.
IND. PYRRHA OMEGA OF SOUL CALIBUR as written by linds

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such a strong soul, such a pretty soul!! and it’s all….. yours.
IND. PYRRHA OMEGA OF SOUL CALIBUR as written by linds
How to dance in blood and remain sane?
Sonia Sanchez, from “6 Haiku,” Morning Haiku (via agooduniverse)
( o u t ) hi new followers!!!!! if you’d like a starter like this post and i’ll attempt to write some after i finish my essay – plotting is also welcome too!! :) i don’t bite (unlike my muse)!
( o u t ) hi new followers!!!!! if you’d like a starter like this post and i’ll attempt to write some after i finish my essay – plotting is also welcome too!! :) i don’t bite (unlike my muse)!
I must win for the children’s sake! (Happy Mother’s Day! ♥)
“Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it.”
David Foster Wallace (via legalimmigration)
beware of those who walk with hell beneath their feet / they know how to dance amongst burning flames.
devil, fleshed (via mythological-being)
( o u t ); school’s been nonstop and pretty tiring, but this coming weekend/late this week im off from work and from class so i have time to hopefully get the rest of the starters and replies done ! thanks for being patient w/ me !! 😘 😘
Δ
SEND OMEGA A SYMBOL.
Δ – playing with her hair.
PRETTY PYRRHA.
even with such MURDEROUS, glowing eyes do her lovely little features bear resemblance to her mother. ( pyrrha would not remember. )
a ghosting of even the slightest hint of tira’s fingertips drives her body away — perhaps nothing less than an inch, well near IMPOSSIBLE to discern. it is a FLINCH, one that is bereft of any remaining memory of the FEAR that binds her to silence, while she waits, PARALYZED, for the touch of tira’s pale, cold hands.
tira’s touch had always felt more sinister in its intention. each strand of hair she manages to weave between her SKELETAL digits feels as though it is PULLED from the roots and RIPPED from the scalp, but it never is. not once. not yet.
it’s just another cold, harmless touch at the hands of a woman she is far too FRIGHTENED to leave.
“ it’s….. grown longer.”
♕ = bowing down before them .
SEND OMEGA A SYMBOL.
OH – ! how her little black heart BEATS for that ACCEPTANCE and POWER !! no longer is her WORTH bound to solely her FATE, even as her grotesquely deformed extremity may PULSE with each flicker of her parasite’s all-knowing eye.
short in stature may she be, but DANGEROUSLY volatile. unstable. unpredictable.
what appears to be yet another SERVANT ( or so she assumes – it makes no difference to her REGARDLESS ) bows before the CRIMSON DESPAIR and the blade enclosed between her clawed, dirty fingernails. a LETHAL, inhuman sneer stretches wide enough to SLICE her cheeks from end to end.
she feels like ROYALTY.
I trusted you. I trusted your words. And — I trusted your lies.
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✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair . ❤ = kissing them . ₪ = asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them . ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare . ♣ = discovering them crying . 回 = patching a wound . ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight .
It made her proud to see this display but never as much as it did to be the reason behind it! To have caused the shift itself, why nothing could ever compare. ( Killing and watching others be killed aside. ) The smile on the deceiver’s lips was saccharine, there to guide the girl further into sin. ❛ Me? I had planned to stick around, watch you thrive on your new throne if that’s what you meant! ❜ All too quickly her features painted a picture of curiosity & confusion, false in nature but perhaps enough to bring about a favored reaction. ❛ Unless you wanted me to leave, Pyrrha? ❜
“ ..... leave?”
the word, the WORD, she could not BEAR to hear it !!! even with SUCH power does the plague of her SECLUSION continue to afflict her --- FEAR is only present once everyone has LEFT.
( or when they may leave her. )
“ no.... i ------”
HORROR strikes her PALE with sickening REMORSE; tira’s words are CORROSIVE, eating away at every little insecurity retained from her human soul. her answer, spoken in a paralyzed whisper, is given from nothing but pure, manipulated fear:
“ please..... do not go. “
oh how she wishes she almost WOULD.
“…..”
There were no immediate words… Pyrrha only watches her speak. She curses, she screams… wrath and sorrow mixed into the very chords of her voice. She is a powerful memory, though a sad one… blinded by her own rage as she curses every life on earth and wallows in her own despair. And yet, her grief is only used as a weapon, she herself being deluded by the chaotic force that sustains them both. Pyrrha could only feel sadness when she looks upon that part of herself. She howls, she festers… and yet there is woe and grief and fear underneath. No one understands that better than her.
Which is why she doesn’t heed her. Fate will only repeat if she gives in to such negative and chaotic thoughts. If she would give in, she will not only lose everything that she held dear, but more importantly… she will lose her true sense of self. Even someone like her had a soul, an identity… something that she can forge with her own hands. And that is considered precious. She doesn’t heed her because she has too much to lose now. She will not be tempted by the ramblings of a bad memory, someone more blinded than she would care to admit.
“…call me whatever you want. I won’t let anything happen to my brother.” she declares. ‘I will not allow anything to happen.’
“and WHO will protect him ??? YOU ??!!?? even you know that you are weak --- you cannot defend him from YOURSELF. from ME.”
OH, how she HOLLERS with FURY !! the CRIMSON DESPAIR’S tormented soul is one that is BROKEN and VOLATILE, shaken apart by the very DEPRAVITY that surges through her veins like VENOM. empty are her words, LACED with incoherent RAGE, so much RAGE, so much ANGER in her isolation.
“ we...... we can TEAR him apart .... piece by piece..... together ..... “
her very solitude has yielded this unprecedented violence -- her bloodlust, her mania, her withering will --- each has been born from years of emotional manipulation and brutal despondency. SORROW is masked well behind so much anger. beneath the weight of her hazy identity, she crumbles.
( please, i do not want to be alone again. )
she is no more a distant memory than she is a BITTER reminder. her twisted physiognomy manifests as the face of pure MADNESS, each victim once killed at the MERCY of her blade now hanging from her words like CHAINS, heavy with unspeakable remorse. remains of a human CONSCIENCE still live behind those SADDENED eyes.
“ do it, pyrrha, and free yourself of WOE ...... “