#elishasmall

[theodorefreakinfinley]

elishasmall

Send me a URL of a tumblr user and I’ll describe them using one word.

OutOfWine: Amazecraze. :DDDD

[theodorefreakinfinley]

"Theo?" The redhead had bounded up to him, catching the man by surprise as her arms slid around his waist. "Why don't you ever speak of your childhood?"

Theo blinked up from his magazine, didn’t think that Elisha could startled him in the middle of his evening readings. It’s not his habit, but he tried to be more intellectual since he thought it could make the red head attracted to him even more. “Um… Because I don’t remember any of it?” That’s the harsh truth, but that’s how it is, sadly.

[theodorefreakinfinley]

OutOfWine: FINALLY! MUN VIDEO!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=JberfKKlTsk

Enjoy my dorky self and... yeah, that's about it. XD

[thekingofthelabyrinth]

OOC:

{outofcrystals}

YES. HI. SORRY FOR THE RANDOM AND SUDDEN ABSENCE.

I'M HERE, THOUGH.

Not under a cut because I'm being open and honest with why I haven't been here.

It's been a rough past few weeks for me. I work retail, and it's that time of year again. The holiday season sucks the ever-loving life out of me, and especially my muses. It kills any urge to do anything besides sleep and, well, sleep some more. Seven-plus years in retail, and this holiday season has somehow been the hardest to handle since my first year of it.

Not to mention, things at home have been rough. Money wise and with my husband. I won't go into details, but let's just say it's not been the healthiest environment. My depression is back in full swing, and it's really been a struggle to keep my chin up against all odds.

I'm here, though. My muses have slowly trickled back (I just revamped my main RPing blog, angelicmuse, after it's one year anniversary). Jareth's kind of perched nearby and shouting for me to do things finally. Going to try and get everything finished on here tonight. ^-^

I'm open for plotting too, of course. Just hit up my inbox, or come talk to me on Skype. It's kitsusilverblade for those who want to add me, just tell me what your URL is on here so I know who you are. Thinking of giving Jareth the same TLC my Seraphiel got. We'll see how much steam I have.

Thank you all for being so patient with me.

[theodorefreakinfinley]

Send me URLs and I'll talk about them - elishasmall

OutOfWine: Ehhh? Eeeeehhhhh??? IDK What to say about her! The mun is AMAZE CRAZE. Like, whatever I throw at her, she just makes it a gazillion times better with her awesome writing and slight plot twists every now and then. So I’m nothing compared to her, obviously. o_O And the muse is as sweet as an apple pie, I mean Theo would be very careful with her and won’t do anything until she ask him to, not to mention how worried he would be if she’s having nightmare and whatnot… awh… GOLLY LET’S PLAN SOME MORE THREADS PLEASE!??? :DDDDD

[thegoddessofspring]

+4 have been dragged into the Underworld...

"Oh good afternoon. Is there something you need from me?"

[theodorefreakinfinley]

"I didn't actually think you'd do it." - Elisha Small Blog

Send me “I didn’t actually think you’d do it.” for my character’s mindset and reaction to having just shot yours.

He had vow to protect her. Hence now he felt Gaea should swallow him whole.

Blood was dripping from her torso, thanks to the multiple gunshot wounds. Theo wasn’t targeting her; he was targeting his father. Ellie was suppose to be out once he attacked the house blindly, but apparently… The one that was absent is her father. And she was inside, taking everything that Theo could produce from the killing machine he just used. 

After a few beats of his attack, he calmly walked to the entrance only to find her lifeless body laying on the floor, eyes open in shock along with her mouth. Theo couldn’t say anything. He couldn’t even breathe. “Ellie.” He finally croaked her name, throwing the gun to his side before running to her, patting every bit of her body in order to make sure she might still alive. But no pulse. No warmth.

                                             No life.

"I’m sorry." He stammered an apology, even though they would be no use. She couldn’t hear anymore. And Tom probably laughing cynically somewhere safe, or worse… Plotting a revenge against a man that just killed his daughter. He might torture her way back when, but even Theo knew he still care for her. Trembling with guilt, he carried the girl to a wrecked couch, laying her there before pushing her eyelids closed and positioned her beautifully. The hunter sat in front of Ellie afterwards, his face stained with tears.

Only one bullet left. And only one thing to do.

He shivered once he felt the cold metal against his palate, and closed his eyes when he pulled the trigger.

                                          [ I’m sorry. ]