#opening starter

[cnedance]

he sat there silently with the girl, trying not to make more of a fight than there already was. being famous had it’s issues and the rumors were just one of them. “hermosa...how many times do i have to tell you?? i don’t know why they are saying all that shit! there’s no proof, wanna know why?? because i didn’t cheat!” he tried to get her believe his words, but he really was losing hope, “i’m not going to make you stay, but if you want to be with me?? being in the public is something you’ll have to just get used to.”

[rungalwaysheretolisten]

A visit with an old friend

Rung had made a call, he had taken hours and hour but he was finally able to get permission to see Froid, even though Mangus was not sure, he trust Rung. Rung wasn’t like the others to do something dumb. So Rung was know walking down the cell room, a guard walking with him. When he opened the door Rung thank him and walk in. There was Froid hanging up by his frame, expecting this meeting for quite some time. 

Froid could help but smile, Rung was here, know they could start talking.

“Hello Rung, I see you came to visit me, it nice to see you again, it really been so long. I see you were able to slip in that gun, you come to kill me?” 

Rung pulls out the gun and gave a soft sigh. 

“You hurt someone I love and drove the other way from me...I think you knew this was going to happen.” 

Froid laugh and node. “Of course, I expect you to come down with that gun, you do know I have high up connections, Tarn, Prowl, Tyrest even, to just name a few. ” Rung node softly as he began to load the gun. 

“I know...I wear that you will most deffently have me kill before the day his throw. Even in your death, you prepared to make my life hell.”

Rung had the gun ready and was ready, whatever happens, if Froid did someone get out like he said, it did matter anymore, he was ending it. Ending the pain that Froid cause him. Rung servo shaking, he was going to do it, kill Froid, no one was going to stop him, he didn’t care anymore, what matter was this end, forever, even if that meet he die doing it.  

[damnit-daniel-molloy]

Rewind the tape.

The dark, dingy walls of the motel wrapped the room in a shroud of cold loneliness. It was an ordinary one level layout Motel just outside of the Vegas strip, and guests could access their rooms directly from the parking lot. On the tube, MTV, low volume playing a Valen Halen music video.Daniel appeared disinterested in watching television and noseblind to the horrible smell coming from the vent of the heating unit. 

Another night, passing the time. He lay there on his stomach with his legs and arms spread out carelessly on the gloomy, lump-ridden mattress smoking one cigarette after another in a despairing, fatigued drunken stupor. Daniel wore a dark muscle tee shirt, no shoes, and a pair of Guess labelled stone washed blue jeans that emphasized his long, hard thighs giving him a youthful, edgy sex appeal.

There was a valley forming in the middle of the bed and a busted spring poking out from the side. Self-consciously, Daniel rolled over onto his back on the lumpy mattress trying to get comfortable. With a cigarette between his fingers and a hand smoothing over his medium length ashen hair that appeared dishevelled in a perfectly imperfect bedhead falling over violet, bloodshot, tired eyes, he sighed muddled in sorrowful thoughts.

And, then, slowly through the cloud of white cigarette smoke, he saw the dark figure looming over him. Daniel features bunched in a scowl, obviously disgruntled, but too tired to muster up an argument. In a hoarse voice, he spoke up. 

"Is that you? My sweet Prince of pain. Are you really here?"   @angel-in-oils

[undead-bobcat]

The earth rumbles, light erupting from the hard-packed earth.

Beams shoot through the trees as life energy is drained from the soil and brought into the carcass of a long-dead animal.

A fire begins to burn in empty eye sockets as the bones slowly link together and lift the dry, fur covered skin of the cat.

The bobcat corpse slowly rises, the earth below them shuddering as the light in the ground flickers out, leaving the re-animated beast alone in the woods.

[sovereigncrown-blog]

“ – Why are you still awake? ”

[wutaibandit]

The unmistakable sound of motorized engines of the city reached the thief's ears. Bright cerulean hues searching the hazy horizon of buildings for a sign of life — perched in a crouch upon the rooftop of a lone building. It had been a new shop, without even a name yet that had been taken under lease of a some strange guy who delved into "weird" business from word on the street. Newcomers were always easy to steal from and naive to boot when it came to security.

A dirty sky-light window was noticed off in the distance and though the thief was curious enough to check it out he knew what this dried up new business had the potential of carrying. He motioned to pry the window latches loose with skillful, gloved appendages to remove the covering quietly to conceal his movements, and not disturb the occupant to his presence.

Marthe climbed inside the building and landed on his feet gracefully, taking in his first glance of the interior of the building. An old fashioned jukebox, a pool table along with a bad-shaped desk. So, dirt laden boots continued to trudge through the worn, wooden flooring with eyes casting to a pair of customized handguns residing on the desk. A smirk cracked at the contours of the thief's disposition, scooping up one of the prized items in leather bound extremities.

                 What a fine price these would make for the elusive thief on the open market.

[cobaenjensen]

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