Driven to Oblivion- PrologueMidnight had settled upon the darkened, starless sky as nocturnal nimbi grew in a fast pace, conjoined in many shapes. For any homely resident in West City, getting this singular kind of scenario meant one thing: the start of a wintry season; even if only a half of November had already passed by. It wasn't of any worry to anyone, as the weather for that days was expressed as mild; Capsule Corp, however, stood in an unpleasant atmosphere. Silence happened to be the current theme for the once known lively building in fact, it barely was kept in use for so long...
-Everything had reached a closure, at last.
A lonely female ensconced before her favorite armchair, bearing its back to the building's entrance. Said character possessed a very beautiful body for her age as if such attribute tried its best to hide the fragility each human has been born with: a pale apricot shade for skin, well-defined curves shaping her hips and long, uncovered legs, and a turquoise hair which rested
Death is something that is always thought of as silent. Dead men tell no tales, dead men make no noise; they remain silent as the grave. There are even those who are said to pass peacefully. For Mycaelis and Vagus, death was never silent. They had both killed as they lived in a world where one must kill or be killed themselves. Never once could either sibling recall an occasion where death had been silent.
Death is the screams of agony as flesh is torn from broken bones, the howls of pain when entrails are split upon the ground. The cries for mercy, the shrieks of horror, the gurgling sound of someone drowning in their blood. Then come the sounds of those that behold death’s work. The screams of terror, the gasps of disbelief, the wailing of loved ones as they grieve for their loss. And there are those that say nothing at all, for words fail to describe their horror or their grief.
As Mycaelis and Vagus sat silent in that hovel in the jungle, they could hear death outside,
Versatility -3- (The Walking Dead)Destiny-Smasher
A/N: This chapter lacks in dialogue, but in the same way I've spent some time developing my interpretation of Jane, it was important to me to spend some time here in this chapter focusing My Clementine, referencing some of the events that have happened to her, and exploring some ideas and reminders of shit she's been through up until now, which culminates in my own explanation of why she makes the choice she does at the end of S2; E5. I have the next two chapters nearly finished as well, so there will be more on the way sooner rather than later.
Clementine's hands were trembling. Not from the cold so much as what she'd just done, and the realization that she hadn't necessarily...needed to do it.
The air was bitter, the sunlight still bright, reflecting off all of the snow in a fussy white haze that washed over the distance.
Jane stood before Clem, her chest and left thigh reddened from knife wounds, her arms qui
Russian RouletteThey take her on her honeymoon.Treo-LeGigeo
The wedding was lovely, or as lovely as it could have been with a couple that were more polite acquaintances than anything else and two sets of in-laws as stuffy as a dusty pile of money. They grab her when she sneaks out for a walk one night, two men, beefy, not even bothered to arm themselves. Her last thought before the bag is shoved over her eyes is to wonder how much this would ruin her parents' plans.
She comes to in a small brick room on a sallow mattress, windowless and lit by a cool yellow lamp. There's a man there, standing just outside the barred door.
"Kelly Shale," he says, voice nasally, greasy greying hair half-covering his forehead. She's not sure if it's a question or a statement.
She counts the days by watching the guardsone on day shift, one on night. They're probably the same men who took her, but they stay too much out of her field of vision to really tell. It takes until the third day for the woman to come.
'Meil,' they call h
KiseCast Halloween ContestAs :icon7DStudios: mentioned in episode 01 of the KiseCast, we are going to be holding monthly contests. Of course a Halloween dress up contest has to be our first since we're in the month of October! So we're having a "Trick or Treat" contest for you to enter. Here are the rules:EzraMorris
Wanna dress your OC in something scary, creative, or goofy? Submit it to your gallery and in the description, say that you're submitting this piece into the KiseCast Trick or Treat Contest, and specify it's going into the Trick category!
Wanna dress your OC in something kinky, sexy, or seductive? Submit it to your gallery and in the description, say that you're submitting this piece into the KiseCast Trick or Treat Contest, and specify it's going into the Treat category!
Comment or link your submission in this journal entry, just in case I overlook it! I'll add it to the list of submissions and on October 25th, we will pick our
The SpongeBob SquarePants Bootleg EpisodeJyellowstudio
The following is a recording of a suicide note audio tape:
It's just a cartoon, they said. It's just a 2D drawing moving on screen, it can't harm you. Boy, they were wrong.
You might be wondering what the hell I'm talking about. Well, let me tell you quickly, since I just want to get this over with.
It happen a few weeks ago with my friends; *****, ******, ******, and **** (These bleeps here are the name of the person's friends. He, himself, who wrote this, has his own name censored due to legal reasons, the only thing we can tell you is that there were four males and one female) We were on an urban exploration – well, not an official one. We were into those things called “Lost Episodes” which were allegedly episodes from popular children cartoons that were either never aired or completely banned. Take the example: 'The Ren & Stimpy Show' which ironically does hav
oiREOPENING BECAUSE I'M DOWN TO ONE TO DO AND I WANT MOOOOORE!!!CloudsAreKisekae
I wanna do a thing.
I'm gonna go to work in a couple minutes, but when I get back, I kinda wanna do a thing kinda like xXMistress-TaigaXx did awhile ago.
I don't have a particularly interesting Kisekae "style", but I feel like messing around tonight and make other people's characters in my style!! Just because. I don't have anything to do tonight and I might be trapped somewhere, so I need something to do.
All you need to do is provide me with the character export below and I'll fuck everything up. Two characters maximum, per favore.