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( rnatriarchal.
` I have only seen Fallen, Hive, & Vex bodies explode, it is quite entertaining, I have not seen a guardian explode, but I have heard of them fighting one another & blowing each other up. I do not know why though. `
‘ Perhaps they have grown tired of their stale ways and blew up their comrades for entertainment. I plan to as well...however holding the element of impending demise is fun, correct? To have an entire race weep for mercy....Me.’
( melxnchxlic.
⊰✰⊱ ❝…❞ With each scream she clenched her teeth and with each shot, the giggling even it had caused nothing but something she is trying to hide at this point. Anger. She never was one to show her rage by choice or by force and it would seem the black star is biting her tongue so not to scream. But alas, that isn’t just in her to keep quiet even as she could only hear the sounds of the white star firing that cannon of hers without pausing into that poor victim there. To say she can help it is a lie.
❝STOP IT!❞
Finally, a response, an emotional sort of reaction although it might not last for long. She is not the type to act upon such things with ease and she may calm soon but it was always caused by something that could drag out her fire and wish to see whatever had managed such an act no longer. By how she yelled, it would seem she‘s done with this and cannot bear the screams, her giggling, or really the sight of this sick little choice of entertainment. One point for the white star it would seem in this round given that the black star couldn’t help but give her a reaction. Oh how she disliked doing this but held no choice, she did draw it out as was desired after all and to the younger ones displeasure no less. Only question that remains in her mind is what shall the snake do now?
‘ My apologies, but I can’t really stop. ‘
‘ I wonder, can stock ashes make a delicious drink? ‘
Her fingers did not ache, neither a nerve in her finger cried out in bloody murder. Devoid of pain, she was the embodiment of a rotten purgatory; Imperialism coated in white blasphemy. She was the reason why the gods were afraid of dripping the concept of power to the greedy. But if they would not give it to her, she would rip it from their lobes, & stand on top of their skulls; White hair symbolizing the fear that tucked away a hid within innocence. She was the definition of a morbid checkmate.
‘ Have you ever tried stock tea? Perhaps I could use your loved ones...with a dash of milk; no sugar, for that dilutes the taste. ‘
The body was unrecognizable, and the horrid shrill that left the unnamed human’s lips ceased. The silence afterwards was uneasy; WRS then turns around, dropping her canon. She could not understand, yet took no measures into trying to. She then gives a little smile, one calm yet sickening, comparable to a wolf looking up at a Shepard after she’s devoured half of his flock.
‘-----I STOPPED.’
i live
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this is the literal worst theme i’ve ever seen in my entire life
Go on anon and
Kill me
( melxnchxlic.
⊰✰⊱ ❝… no, it’s not funny.❞ Short, to the point and behind that monotone was a hint of venom because she did not seek to follow this one’s path. No, the little star didn’t desire it nor would she ever with melancholy and war equal parts seen in azure optics and covered by black. She is her opposite however much she may have come from the others existence. If she is the snake coming forth to tempt her into committing such acts then the black star will not falter nor bend to her will. That victim of hers screaming and it had caused the younger of the two to feel sick as much as she will not show it. Showing her that she felt sick involving those desires held by the extraterrestrial and more would just cause further trouble than she’d like. Perhaps it’s why the younger is keeping her blade clenched tight in hand by it’s hilt and could only bring herself to stare at the white star by choice no less so not to see what she had done to that poor person. Saving them might not be an option either, how unfortunate. Vile, poisonous, a monster.
Her lack of surprise pissed her off.
Yet rotten eyes did not widen, Nor did her brow bend. Her dearest white was....uninterested. While she could try to beat an emotion out of her, and slip toxins through her earlobes, she would rather get a laugh from her victim. A pull of the trigger, and the screams rose an octave; skin and flesh & bone evaporated & burned like sparks from firewood. It was beautiful to her, aesthetically pleasing, like a beautiful person walking by it faded oh so quickly from her memory. Her prey was scorched, but not dead.
‘ Oh well...I find it funny, and that is all what matters. We are one and the same, so your subconscious must be tickled at least. It is like painting using a brush...hm.... No one can save you now, stock. Saviors do not exist in your future. You exist to die; It’s always been that way. Perhaps you can entertain me for the time being; and “pray” that someone will hear your calls. ‘
A laugh was nowhere in sight; instead, sharp giggle leaves pink lips, as she presses the trigger again. And again. And again.
And again.
AND AGAIN.
The screams became distorted within the sounds of the blast, and the human’s body became unrecognizable. Still, the Alien showed no signs of stopping.
O my enemy. Do I terrify?
From Lady Lazarus by Sylvia Plath (via hush-syrup)
SAHA is generally regarded as a respectable elder. He is genuinely interested in Stella's growth as a fighter, and in his extra missions, even takes her temporarily as his own disciple in training. He is extremely devoted to WRS, and follows her will without question.
*puts my hand on your shoulder* listen. I DID mean to make you upset and i DO think your opinions are shit
(super)heroes be like
God only knows
what I’d be without you
them.
are there any BRS Apostle blogs?
like TWO OPPOSING MIRRORS…. This is precisely the game I chose to play.
gonna make a temp about because WRS is one dangerous fucker
( melxnchxlic.
‘ Ah....white. ‘
SHE COUGHS UP ANTIMATTER, Her lips say things of thick smoke but her eyes tell tales of dead planets. WRS has always made sure she was the center of one’s birth and the cause of ones death. She is a hollow shell, an example of narcissism cloaked in white....She has lucifer’s wings, and they shine brighter than god.
‘ I just adore watching myself in the reflection of my victims eyes...Would you like to accompany me in blowing this stock to oblivion? I love using my canons on occasions like these...Perhaps you can teach them some prayers. I’ve heard that the stocks pray to false advocates....How funny! It is so humorous, right? ‘
Her victim screamed like a lamb being consumed within quiet grassy fields, the sheer horror they must have experienced in that moment would echo throughout eternity. WRS sweet chuckle made it even more climatic.
