T-that little-
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*and they are at ShallowLake*
Tarenton: I know. I just like seeing you upset. :P
Percy: Ugh.
*near the lake, tossing rocks in*
I told you all to stay away. Now, do not be surprised when you are shunned.
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Artie: I'm sorry.. Please forgive me. -
Jak: *hisses at Tarenton* ..*goes red* I'm sorry, Sir Pitch. .//. Um.. what are you doing?
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Song: ..I can never be mad at you.. because I.. I... *weaklingXD* -
I am pondering on this important thought and I finally have the courage to accept the changes in the air.
*folds his white wings behind*
*eyes go golden*
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Artie: ..You..what? -
Jak: ...About? Teach me somethin', smartie pants.
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Song: ..Nothin' *shifts eyes away* -
...Very well, then.
*peers over his shoulder, eyes glowing brighter*
To scold the attraction, charm, and allure one presents and to avoid the bravery, heroism, and courtesy I ignite from the inside to the outside, something no one can control but me. I want to hold on tightly, cling to, adhere to. To grip. To grasp something that isn't there anymore until I have any sudden or complete breakdown and waste time. I do not want to lead into error, mislead, and mistrust. Either the insides ended, died, or no longer exist, I have the desire to lower someones reputation or character without hesistation and refusal... So I won't abandon anyone and just walk away, only to feel embarrased or ashamed. To kidnap my senses and withdraw in discust or horror and to tolerate the empty promises one cannot keep. Life can be abnormol and we want to find that one accomplice and fight the battles and conflicts, either internal or external. You want to speak first to avoid a farewell because you know you have that feeling of attraction for that one person. It makes you introvert. It's love and ambition and you want to keep up with both but you end up to plummet and as much as you want to grapple it, some part of you tells you to spurn and stagger away and once you do, it's difficult to control. You become weak, fragile, and sullen. You start to walk unsteadily and the people around you are fastidious and gauche and you want to grasp it and keep up but you have no control. It's...intractable. Elusive. It's like a life circle but the only thing is... it's a troubled enigma... You don't want to falter and become flail... It's going to be too late once your flame goes out...
*breathes in, eyes fading back to green*
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Artie: ..Well...okay, Song. *pulls her in a hug* -
Jak: .......wut. *lolnoshedoesntunderstands*
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Song: *automatically hugs back* -
..That was a waste of time.
*sigh*
*and like he knows what she's going to saaaay*
I don't mean to harm anybody, especially when it comes to lurking around in my own puddles of secrets. If it bothers you, tell me. I know I'm incoginite and sullen. Unfortunately, its hard to grasp my remedial attitude. Don't expect me to change. I do that when I want to.
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Artie: Want to do something? Just the two of us? *small smile* -
Jak: ..Pitch. *sigh* ;3; I HATE THE NEW YOU!
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Song: *looks up* Mhm.. -
Pitch: Yeah, I converse a bit diferently but that comment was unneccessary. I'm not trying to gloat, but I feel like I'm way better in the family. Can you not be aware of my mettle? I thought Julio was going to inject some type of ailment into me to aggravate me but surprisingly, he didn't. Instead, I ended up with amnesia. This is intractable so please respect me for who I am. If not,
*turns*
*WING FLUTTER*
..I'll saunter away.
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Artie: ..Want to cuddle in my room or..? -
Jak: A bit? *crosses arms* Fine.. Amnesia was suppose to take over so you can forget about that dumb ex wife of yours.
Infinity: Jak. Stop.
Revian: Hm. What are you?
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Song: Yes! I'll like that~ ^\\^ -
Pitch: May I point out where you are incorrect? :I *faces Revian* Pure angel. I can heal now and for bonus, I'm also a shapeshifter.
*proud face*
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Artie: *leads her out and into his room* -
Jak: ..Hn. No. Because it's the truth.
Revian: Ah. That's something totally different.
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Song: *jumps on his bed* ^~^ -
*tHeRe*
Nuh uhhh. That's not why. He's not suppose to have that. At all...Even though I think it's amazing how he forgot about Angel- I mean, Blondie. I will not say her name in front of him.
Pitch: *crosses his arm, grinning* Told you. And yes. Totally different.
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Artie: *joins her, wrapping his arms around* -
Jak: Yeah.. But he doesn't remember Pastal. Why?
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Song: *blushes* *cuddles* -
Patch: We don't know that yet.
Pitch: I feel no connection with him. :I
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Artie: *cuddles back*
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