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And So The Nightmares Begin. [Closed.] PX

Postby Mousen » 09/11/2010 9:00 PM


It was a cave. A cavern even, trecherous and deadly at the best of times. But it was solid and it existed, far from the chaotic mind of Pesadelo de Rabiscos, better known as Pesa to her friends. Not that she head many of them; infact the young sad sleepy heart was pretty much alone in the world. Aside from the many illusions her mind created for her. Sometimes they rippled like when you throw a stone into a pool, sometimes they shimmered as the light bounced of their skin. Sometimes they screamed. That was when things got bad. Pesa was slightly paranoid, she was young. Too young for the things she'd seen, too young to be this crazy. She believed herself to be mad, dangerous even. Her nightmares had akways came true; and now the things she feared at night were seeping into the day. Things were too dangerous for her to handle alone. So why was it Pesa found herself here in Crais Caverns? She was looking for a companion. An akail to be exact. Perhaps one of those dangerous creatures would understand her.


We’re all hysterical & going nowhere together.

C’mon rapture. Let’s go bedazzling.

Nothing gets futured without its own spitshine
& I’m already not not not not not not miraculous.


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Re: And So The Nightmares Begin. [P, Auntie] (Hunt)

Postby auntslappy282 » 09/11/2010 9:12 PM

Image A Sun Leawolf made her way into the caverns. She felt lonely back in the forest. Not may people talked to her. Half the time they just ignored her. She needed to get away. Away from the madness. She walked into the caverns, not wanting to, but her feet moved her on. She entered the cave then collapsed on the floor. She closed her eyes. Travailing this far, her paws ached.
This is gospel for the fallen ones,
Locked away in permanent slumber,
Assembling their philosophies,
From pieces of broken memories.
~
If you love me let me go,
If you love me let me go,
Cause these words are knives that often leave scars.
The fear of falling apart,
And truth be told, I never was yours.
The fear, the fear of falling apart.

~This is Gospel- Panic! at the Disco~

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Re: And So The Nightmares Begin. [P, Auntie] (Hunt)

Postby Mousen » 09/11/2010 9:17 PM

She lifted her head up, started, her wide pink eyes started by the leawolf's sudden appearance. She looked at it for a moment; as if accessing the risk it brought. Though her eyelids were heavy and her feet dragged on the floor as she walked Pesa knew she mustn't fall asleep; for it would be foolhardy. Especially with her abnormality ever present.  "H-hello?"


We’re all hysterical & going nowhere together.

C’mon rapture. Let’s go bedazzling.

Nothing gets futured without its own spitshine
& I’m already not not not not not not miraculous.


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Re: And So The Nightmares Begin. [P, Auntie] (Hunt)

Postby auntslappy282 » 09/11/2010 9:20 PM

Flare shot her head straight up and turned around. "Oh! Hi. You scared me there," She said, sitting back down. "So whats your name?" She asked, tilting her head to one side, trying hard to ignore the pain in her paws.
This is gospel for the fallen ones,
Locked away in permanent slumber,
Assembling their philosophies,
From pieces of broken memories.
~
If you love me let me go,
If you love me let me go,
Cause these words are knives that often leave scars.
The fear of falling apart,
And truth be told, I never was yours.
The fear, the fear of falling apart.

~This is Gospel- Panic! at the Disco~

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Re: And So The Nightmares Begin. [P, Auntie] (Hunt)

Postby Mousen » 09/12/2010 6:45 PM

The creature before seemed quick to accept her presence. For a moment Pesa considered the fact that this leawolf before could infact be a figment of her chaotic imagination. After all it could be possible. Though it seemed to different to be part of her imagination. Too bright, colourful even. "I'm Pesadelo de Rabiscos. Though Pesa works just as well." She tried not to wince as she saw an arrow whiz past her; the arrow wasn't real and the sun leawolf wouldn't have been able to see it; which further proved her mental issues.


We’re all hysterical & going nowhere together.

C’mon rapture. Let’s go bedazzling.

Nothing gets futured without its own spitshine
& I’m already not not not not not not miraculous.


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Re: And So The Nightmares Begin. [P, Auntie] (Hunt)

Postby auntslappy282 » 09/12/2010 6:50 PM

Flare turned her head to the other side. "Is something wrong? You seem.... Off," Falre was worried. She didn't want to hurt her feelings or anything. She shifted on her feet and winced. She picked up her pad which was now bleeding, and found a thorn stuck in it. She pulled it out and put her paw down, the blood spilling out. "Sorry about that," She said smiling. "So why have you come here?"
This is gospel for the fallen ones,
Locked away in permanent slumber,
Assembling their philosophies,
From pieces of broken memories.
~
If you love me let me go,
If you love me let me go,
Cause these words are knives that often leave scars.
The fear of falling apart,
And truth be told, I never was yours.
The fear, the fear of falling apart.

~This is Gospel- Panic! at the Disco~

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Re: And So The Nightmares Begin. [P, Auntie] (Hunt)

Postby Mousen » 09/13/2010 1:47 PM

"Off?" She asked, sighing nervously. "I seemed to have forgotten to take my medication. As such my condition is much worse today." Pesa attempted a smile, though her eyes were heavy; it felt as if she hadn't slept in weeks. She couldn't tire; not now. Not here. The blood didn't bother her; instead Pesa tilted her head in apparent concern. "Are you hurt?" She asked. "I came here looking for an alkail; I was hoping one would understand me better than some of the people I have come across in the past."


We’re all hysterical & going nowhere together.

C’mon rapture. Let’s go bedazzling.

Nothing gets futured without its own spitshine
& I’m already not not not not not not miraculous.


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Re: And So The Nightmares Begin. [P, Auntie] (Hunt)

Postby auntslappy282 » 09/13/2010 5:21 PM

Flare poked her ears up. "I know what you mean. I'm off to. People tend to stay away from me and I tend to act differently," Flare said. She licked her wound. She looked at Pesa and smiled. "I'll help you find the alkail, if you want," She said.
This is gospel for the fallen ones,
Locked away in permanent slumber,
Assembling their philosophies,
From pieces of broken memories.
~
If you love me let me go,
If you love me let me go,
Cause these words are knives that often leave scars.
The fear of falling apart,
And truth be told, I never was yours.
The fear, the fear of falling apart.

~This is Gospel- Panic! at the Disco~

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