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Brittle. (Closed)
By: Sprite Date: March 7, 2017, 1:15 am
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[center]-Snowdin Forest-[/center]
"Am I finally alone...?"
A young boy sat underneath a tree, shivering. After feeble
attempts, there seemed to be no way to regulate those erratic
breaths.
"...Did I do it?"
A faint squelching could be heard as the seemingly terrified
youth grabbed his legs and pulled his knees tightly against his
chest.
"...are they all gone...?"
#Post#: 1219--------------------------------------------------
Re: Brittle. OPEN~
By: Balma Date: March 7, 2017, 7:23 am
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Suddenly, a pale looking figure appeared in front of him.
"Hi-" A a uninterested, feminine voice called. "What's wrong
with you?"
This monster was, for some reason, hanging from the tree, their
were bags under her eyes, and she had a set of horns, along with
pale pink hair.
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Re: Brittle. (Closed)
By: Sprite Date: March 7, 2017, 9:00 am
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Slowly, Sprite raised his head in response to the voice, his
eyes widening. His once blue eyes now a stained blood red. His
hands coated in Dust.
"...Don't come near me. I...I did some bad things. Something
told me..." he choked.
"Please...."
#Post#: 1223--------------------------------------------------
Re: Brittle. (Closed)
By: Balma Date: March 7, 2017, 9:51 am
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"Haven't we all done some bad things before?" She replied, her
voice was still dull, and uninterested.
She then glanced to the monster fluid and said "Wow, that's
something big-"
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Re: Brittle. (Closed)
By: Sprite Date: March 7, 2017, 11:34 am
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He stared to her, silence seeming to consume the forest as his
gaze was never broken.
"Do you know what it sounds like... to hear someone begging for
mercy...?"
He felt his fingers twitch, his lips quivering.
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Re: Brittle. (Closed)
By: Balma Date: March 7, 2017, 12:10 pm
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The pale monster shrugged "Nah..not really" then let go of the
tree and landed on her back into the snow beside him.
She lazily gazed at him "Why?" She didn't get up, not really
feeling up to it right now
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Re: Brittle. (Closed)
By: Sprite Date: March 7, 2017, 12:31 pm
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"It's sensation that you'll never forget, it fills you with
fear, but at the same time...power." he breathed that last bit.
"There seems to be a primal satisfaction that comes from people
being dependent on your actions, with whether or not they live
or die. Yet the only thing that's holding me back right now...
is my regret."
He looked to her, almost lazily now.
"You also don't seem like the type of person that would make it
any fun."
A small breeze picked up, a faint red aura emanating from the
boy as he stared to her, studying her closely now.
#Post#: 1354--------------------------------------------------
Re: Brittle. (Closed)
By: Balma Date: March 13, 2017, 6:33 am
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Although she noticed the small aura, her natural uninterest
blocked and fear that could be within, so who could tell how she
felt
"Why is anything considered fun?"
#Post#: 1398--------------------------------------------------
Re: Brittle. (Closed)
By: Sprite Date: March 17, 2017, 10:05 am
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"I'm not sure."
Sprite closed his eyes, basking in the weight of the situation.
"I can tell you this though, it was 'satisfying' to take people
away from someone. I've let people
know how I've felt my entire life. I'm not sure if that was fun
though..."
"...but I had a good time when the bold ones began to beg..."
"...."
Smells like Dust.
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Re: Brittle. (Closed)
By: Balma Date: March 17, 2017, 10:28 am
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Dolores sniffed lightly, getting hint of the dust
"Well...Maybe you should see some therapy about that.."
Then she didn't know why, but she felt uneasy. She didn't shown
much sign of it, just a bit of tensing
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