#headlessstrifeandfury

[craneandmillsrp]

* The sound of a blade swishing through the air followed the sound of it hitting living flesh. A loud scream of pain sounded, followed by Bram’s voice. This time shaking, sobbing.

The pride of his life erased, revealing the scared little boy that haunted the corners of his mind.*

" Ichabod….please….he’s hurting me….he won’t stop…he NEVER STOPS!"

* A low chuckle sounded. Closer, and growing stronger as the fog swirled.*

" Abandon him again Feathered Crane. You watched his blood spilling. You watched his life fade away.

Leave him with me. You wanted him in Hell. What better Hell there is….then of one Death itself rules.”

It was an abysmally foolish thing to do--even as he stepped instinctively forward into the nightmare world he knew it--but he had no more power to resist the agonized voice of his old friend, and the guilt in his own heart, than he had been able to resist doing everything in his power to release his wife from Purgatory. He supposed that's where he now was--stupid, stupid, stupid. He strode forward into the darkness, toward the sound of the voice, telling himself that at least it wasn't so bitterly cold here.

[jaeger-mordor]

Snow (Headlessstrifeandfury)

Mordor just finished zipping up Ruth's little jacket with a smile. He stood up and face all of them. "Are you sweet little ladies ready to go out I to the snow and go make those snow horseman?" He asked the girls only to get the answer of giggled as he heads towards the door and opening it, instantly hit by the cold. "Bbrrr...cold." He sighed with a shrug. "Let's go out dear ladies." He told them with a chuckle as he pulled on his coat and head outside with the girls.

[we-are-ouroborus-deactivated201]

Homecoming || The Horseman & Norman

  * Norma sighed, and reached around her neck. She removed a necklace…the only one of its kind. It was a crystal crucifix, decorated in doves. Age spotted it, making the thick silver chain look almost bronze and gold in places. She handed it to the Horseman, and he held it up to the light. The ghostly look changed to solid as his touch made the spirit jewelry whole again.*

" Norman….do you recognize what this necklace is?"

[shesnotcrazy]

 His fingers slipped away from hers out of fear that she was an imposter. The crucifix dangled in front of him, but Norman could find no recognition in its beauty. Mother had always been the religious type, so it came to no surprise that she'd carry a crucifix on her person. 

He focused on the jewelry as it went into the Horseman's hand. Again, a sense of wonder fell over him as its form changed into something that was befitting of this realm.

"No." Norman replied with a quick shake of his head. "I...I've never seen anything quite like it."

[littleprinceofmischief]

A happy Family? Closed Rp //Headlesshorseman&Loki//

Soft happy giggles were heard through the woods around their cabin. A little girl no older than five cam running through the trees. She dressed in clothes similar to that of the revolution times. Dresses of an aray of colors that seemed to match her happy personality. She had her mother's piercing eyes, but, she was her fathers daughter. She ran barefoot beside the pale horse as they made their way back to the cabin. "Papa!" She called out happily in German. 

[katrina-van-tassel-crane]

* Abraham held out a small box to Katrina. It was wrapped with a bright baby blue bow.* " I heard of the news. I...I hope the babe enjoys it. It was a favorite of mine when I was an infant." * It was a cute stuffed bear with button eyes. Much older then modern teddy bears, but still just as adorable.*

Katrina smiled softly, touched by the gift Abraham gave to her. Her eyes became glossy with fresh tears as she looked at her ex fiancé. “Thank you. My son will enjoy it for sure” Katrina whispered and then hugged Abraham, closing her eyes “I’m so sorry for everything. I just wanted to be free, to help and to protect people but I failed and maybe I deserve Purgatory. But I will find my son and I will free you. Moloch must pay for all the pain he caused” 

[count-v-dracula]

" My my, the Prince of Darkness himself. You have been a thorn in the side of the End of Days for hundreds of years. Nonetheless, I am pleased to meet you." * Slips his axe back in its holder.*

"Prince of Darkness?" He arched a brow, pushing out his lower lip in subtle perplexity.  "I believe that title is reserved for Satan himself, my friend, for I am Count Vladislaus Dracula.  A close friend of Lucifer," he smirked.

"As am I," he bowed at the waist and moved a strand of raven hair out of his field of view.  "And you are?"

[plymouth-fury]

* The Headless Horseman reared his horse as he saw the car. His axe glowed as he held it threateningly; these metal horseless carriages where deadlier then all the kills he had done combined.*

The red and white 1958 Plymouth Fury was not sure what this … being was in-front of her, but he was … different. She could feel it. The last owner of the vehicle hadn’t been around in a very long time, and Christine was restless. Was this death? The one that had taken the /real/ Christine many years ago? She wasn’t sure. 

She felt afraid, and hadn’t felt that way in some time. The headlights flickered on and her engine revved up. Maybe, just maybe … she could scare this person off. The radio began to play as loud as it could;

You keep knocking, but you can’t come in! [Keep A Knockin’ -by Little Richard.] 

[shesnotcrazy]

" Your mother was a good woman Mr. Bates. Death as I had to take her, but rest assured she is very happy in the afterlife."

"No tha-that’s…Not true. My Mother’s still alive." Norman turned towards the stranger, confusion evident in his tone. His blood froze, horror making his skin crawl…Where was his head? "…Oh…O-Oh God…"