Honey's Writing Dump
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Thread Topic: Honey's Writing Dump
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I'm so disappointed in my writing skills. They're so bad it makes me cringe. I mean, even Marina's better at writing than I am.
I'm such a f---ing failure. -
"Still, I wonder.. Why can't I even dream? I feel like I'm forever falling down a pit of agony and misery. My dreams are being torn apart like the wolves that ate your sister. It's hurting me, like how you'd trip and scrape your knee, but nobody was there to fix it.
Nobody was here to fix my wounds. To fix my broken hopes.
But, I still do wonder.. Can I even dream?" -
I feel the hatred coursing through my veins
I can feel it as I dance in the rain
But there's only one thing that I can't feel
And that is the warmth of a helping hand!
Oh I'm alone forever
Stranded here--
Surrounded by my fears!
Oh!
Can't you help me win this war?
Can you help me fight a little more..? -
The light bounces off the razor
as your trembling hand brings it closer.
A mark, a scar, what were you trying to achieve?
These simple lines show that you've lost every fight.
You've let your fears take flight
And steer you away from the light.
A tear, a drop, what were you trying to say?
Your eyes begin to stream as you bring it closer.
These tears showing that your broken heart was beyond words.
With each passing day, another fell.
You wanted to escape this hell.
A hand, the warmth, what is it that you want?
Gentle arms wrap around you,
Whispering the words you yearned to hear.
What is it that I want?
The feeling of being loved. -
(I'll be putting OC info here as well.)
Newest OC: Franziska
Franziska is a young female, who is about 19 years of age. She is often known to be rude, snarky, and arrogant, often making blunt remarks towards anyone who happens to be unfortunate enough to cross her.
A few things that she's fond of are lions (because she feels like they're powerful and represent strength), being complimented (as it boosts her ego even more) and knives (they represent how her words are so sharp and how they can hurt someone ever so easily.)
A few things she dislikes are butterflies (in her mind, they represent weakness and the inability to stand up for yourself), flowers (they represent people who are fragile and delicate), and dresses (femininity isn't something she aims for very often, as you can see in her choice of clothing is rather of a masculine taste). -
wow i havent used this in awhile
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A cut..?
I stared at Fay's arm. Was this the reason she's been acting so strange? No, no! A simple cut can't possibly do that much damage.. Right? "Genevieve.. Bring her to me, Taylor. I need her right f---ing now!" Fay demanded, her voice becoming louder and intimidating. The band that once rested on Fay's head was now on the ground, feathers scattered about.
Someone soon peeked their head in through the doorway. "Dennis?" I called out. There was no response. I wasn't going to bother dealing with someone who would remain unresponsive, so I chose to ignore their presence. "Miss Fay, could I have Xillia fetch Genevieve instead? I must keep an eye on you--" I was cut short when she sent me a glare at me. It was a glare filled with hatred, her eyes were burning with anger.
...Time Skip Perspective Change: Xillia
I watched as the circus tent burst into flames. Their were many tears I yearned to shed, but something held me back. A hot breath tickled the back of my neck, giving me goosebumps and sending a chill up my spine. "You aren't supposed to be alive," the presence behind me said, their breath getting heavier. Fay can sense fear. Don't give her what she wants, Xillia. Don't.
Daughter of Evil, Lady of Red
You may return to your death bed. -
BBYYYYYY
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Lab 62 Subjects
(First Subject)
Subject: Eme-X3
Subject age: Roughly between 22-27.
Subject gender: Assumingly female.
Hair color(s): Dirty blonde with lighter strands at the scalp.
Hair length: Hip/Pelvis area.
Pigment: Ebony.
Ethnicity: Assumingly Egyptian.
Physical description: Average height for her age, well-built, long legs and muscular arms.
Mental description: Has the mind equivalent to a pubescent adolescent. -
Name: Sylvestre Heidenrich
Age Physichly : (9 - 16) 11
Age biologically ( 8-14) 14
Gender : Male
Personality: Sylvestre is domineering, and doesn't know when he takes his bragging too far. He's often called a "dictator" because of how cruel he can be. Although, he's just a sheep in wolf's clothing.
Class : Mage
Appearance : [IMG]http ://i64.tinypic.com/2lbnghw.jpg[/IMG]
Species : Doppelganger. (a ghostly double or counterpart of a living person.)
Clothing :
-Casual: Sylvestre wears a simple black vest with a white dress shirt, polished brown dress shoes and black lace pants. (dis mofo be livin the rich life),
-Training: A red robe over his casual wear.
-Sleepwear: A simple white shirt and shorts.
Abilites in magic : Having studied magic for a year, Sylvestre's skills land him between novice and intermediate. His main type of magic is fire manipulation, where he can control fire.
Abilites in combat: he can't fight for the love of god
Abilites in intelligence: Highly intelligent, yet has a habit of over-thinking everything.
Abilites: Can hold his breath for extended periods of time, has a great memory, can anger people easily (taunts)
How long have they exsisted in the game?: 3
Sexuality?: Asexual.
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