serial killers are people too If you take away their voices, I'm just like you I'll hack you up and bury you in my yard But why does making friends have to be so very hard?
It is a joint party. One of the girls, I used to hang around with for years and she was really bossy and a liar. Then she dropped me like a rock and probs only inviting me to bump up the numbers
The other girl is really nice and quiet and is the only friend of this other girl. She wont stand up for herself tho. Mum decribes her as a 'carbon copy' of me
It is a joint party. One of the girls, I used to hang around with for years and she was really bossy and a liar. Then she dropped me like a rock and probs only inviting me to bump up the numbers
The other girl is really nice and quiet and is the only friend of this other girl. She wont stand up for herself tho. Mum decribes her as a 'carbon copy' of me
@Snow: Yeah . . . Do what Silente said. :) Just start somewhere and start talking and talk and talk until you've said it all, and once you've said it, it'll be clearer, hopefully.
*She starts to skip around the shore of the lake, the water lapping at her, but she was just out of reach. Her insane laughter follows in her wake while her new black dress swirls around her ankles and skims along the surface of the water.
*Her grin seems to spread, a hint of malice creeping into her eyes* Hello there, handsome. *Her knife flicks into her hand again. She holds a hand out and the gravitational pull around Chord increases very slightly, but enough to make his hair pin-drop straight*
*jumps aside and catches the knife* Hey! Don't throw knives at me! I have enough of that at work! *hurls it back so that its little more than a blur aiming for Judi's hand*
*Her hands to her head and cradles it. Her grin disappears and she howls in pain* No fair! Oww... *She closes her eyes and scrunches up her nose. Agony is shooting through her brain* Oww... What did I ever do? Mass genocide, slaughter of the human race and trying to kill a few other mentionable people! I didn't deserve a headache! *Her idiotic words bring a pain, laced with the agony she was feeling inside her her head, to her lips*
*The knife misses her hand by mere multimeters. It would have been a dead-on hit if she hadn't started dancing around, stomping on the ground, trying to deal with her pain.
She stopped.
Looked up.
And grinned.
She glared hatefully at Silente, sending paralysing pain through her body*
*She takes her eyes off Silente for a split second so she can send a quick, hate-filled glare at Chord. Her migraine had started to ease, only slightly, but it was enough to allow her to use her powers*
*stiffens and screams falling to the ground* *takes deep breaths clenching and unclenching her hands the way she was taught to when dealing with pain* *glares up at Judi and gets to her knees teeth gritted*
*She falls to the ground and gasps. Her muscles contract and curl in on themselves. Her mouth opens to scream but nothing comes out. Tears flood her eyes and she can't see.
Pain.
Screams.
More pain.
The screams seem to fade away. They don't matter. All that she can think about is this pain, the ripping and tearing of flesh and soul. It felt like... No words could describe the torture*
Where do you get the screams, Chord? Are they merely illusions, or do you collect them somehow, and wait for opportunities to throw them at people's minds?
*Slowly, she forces her eyes to relax. To stop the glare. And slowly, the pain fades away. Her muscles quiver and she rolls onto her forearms and looks up at Chord under sweaty strands of hair that dangle in frog of her face like vines.
*She slowly gets onto her feet, wobbling before collapsing on her knees.
She's weakened.
Defenceless.
She can't stay on the ground. She stretches out a hand and lessens the gravitational pull on her, so she can stand. It doesn't hold her for long though. Her powers cut out and she stumbles, catching herself before her head slams into the ground*
*She hears Alastair's words and grimaces* I... I'm not pathetic... *She tries to stand again but fails. Her eyes dart towards Chord and she shrinks backwards, frightened of both him in general and of the corrosive tears streaming down his face*
*walks over to Judhipor, takes a handful of hair, and pulls it up till her face is level with his* *meets her eyes, considering, his expression torn between gleeful malice and reserve* *after a few seconds, lets go of her hair with a sigh, and then vanishes*
*is thrown back by the shockwave into her butt* *stares up at Chord* *whispers* oh lord what did you do. *gets up again and backs away* *pauses by Judi and pulls her to feet*
*She takes a moment before she reacts. Slowly, tentatively, she takes his hand in hers. She pulls into his chest and nods* I... I'd be honoured... *Her body trembles weakly*
Loki... What do you fight for...? *She wraps her arms around Chord's neck, fearful that she wouldn't be able to support herself for much longer. She smiles, very faintly, and her eyes drift towards his*
*speaks from behind Loki, without physically being present* There's also the matter that neither of them could tolerate a bit of screaming in their minds. That's even worse, in my book, really. It's pathetic that they can't bear something I deal with every second of my life.
I fight for what I believe is right, to rule Midgard. In Asgard, the warriors fight to protect the nine realms, and the king is sworn to protect them as well. Here, you lot fight each other just as I have watched. Do you not care for one another? Even my sister, Zanida, and I do not fight as violent as you lot do, simply for fun. We train, yes, but not to kill the other. It is a wonder Midgard is still around.
*She can see her appearance change in the reflection of herself in his eyes. She frowns*
How did you...?
*She decides not to finish, instead, she her smile widens and she reaches up to give him a kiss on the cheek, leaving a trace of lipstick behind. She giggles softly and presses her face into his shoulder*
(I distinctly remember you pathetically attempting to escape your confinements, Loki. And although successful, you ended up being crushed by a man in a metal suit and a green man.)
You realise they aren't fighting anymore. They're dancing. That thing people do to music. *shrugs* *makes a very realistic image of a wolf appear at her side* *starts running her fingers through the holographic fur*
*She closes her eyes and listens to Chord's steady heartbeat, but when she speaks, it is directed towards Alastair*
I am the voice the screams inside Rose's head. I'm used to hearing my voice echo around, and listening to Rose scream to let her out. But the pain... I cannot deal with something as strong as that. Hatred is a very powerful emotion. It does hurt.
*She flinches when his hand touches a bruised part of her back, where she had been thrown into a tree by a man im with a mask. She shook it off, hoping he didn't worry*
*Her toes curl in her shoes. Pain, not has bad as before when her powers were redirected back at her, but still pain. And pain demands to be felt (*sob* anyone who sees what I did there, I love them...). She started to squirm*
((Yes, and if you continued on, I then am imprisoned in Asgard, Thor lets me out and I help with his mortal, and fake my own death. If you noticed I also tricked Thor into thinking I was Odin.))
I live and die just as you mortals do, give or take a few thousand years. It is possible to kill one of us, the Dark Elves killed Frigga. Though it is pretty hard to, and Zanida has a son who can bring back the dead.
((Basically picture any event in the movies and go to the extreme future. Hence why I have a sister, and Thor is king.))
*She holds Chord tighter and whispers, "I love you, okay?" in his ear. She looks at him, her eyes soft, and letting her weakness show. Her mouth turns into a shy smile*
Well yeah but old age cant touch me. Even if it'd be preferred *sighs and shakes her head* By the way that wasn't an invitation to dunk me in salt water.
You are quite stupid. I meant it metaphorically, you think you are better then I, a god. Yet you do not look around you, the mortals here kill each other for fun, you pretend you are almighty when you are not, you are nothing.
*Her voice is horrified. She let's go of him and faces Loki*
You tricked your brother, let your mother die knowing that you thought of yourself asan outcast, when you were actually her son. It doesn't have to be flesh and blood, but you couldn't see that?
*She stalks up to him and slaps him across the face, hard*
Frigga is not my mother, nor is Odin my father. Frigga died because she was protecting that mortal girl Thor runs after like a lost puppy. I know she died loving me like her own son, but even she knew deep down I am not hers. I speak only of the truth. *grabs her hand and twists it until I hear bones snap* Hit me again, I take off your head.
@Chloe: That's understandable. Flies creep me out. :) *grand radio presenter ish voice* And that's another fact you never needed to know about Emerald Phoenix who prefers to be known as Fay! And oh, look folks, there's another one...
*Tears spring to her eyes and she refuses to let them fall* She believed in you. How to adoptive parents feel? They think of their adoptive child as their own. You believed they were your family.
You are vain.
You want to impress someone? Start by telling your mother that you were sorry that a few tiny little words got her killed. If you didn't take them to heart, you would have accepted your brother's 'mortal' and been there to protect her.
*moves to Judi and takes her arm gently* Come on. I'll fix that for you. Let's not leave you in the cross fire. *drags her away slightly and sits her down*
Chord! *Her voice is horrified. She puts her good hand on his shoulder and tries to pull him away* I'm fine! Really! It's just... *She looks at her arm, calculating the damage* Only a few broken bones! I'll be fine in no time! *She puts her hands to his face, stifling a wince, and looks into his eyes. She makes her voice as convincing as she can*
*bursts into a fit of giggles for no apparent reason* *gasps for air a hand against her stomach still laughing* Omg. Sorry. I just- *bursts out laughing again*
*She rolls her eyes at both Chord and Loki and leads Chord to a quieter place. She really didn't like looking at broken bones. Especially when the bone was jutting out of her skin. When she saw it seconds ago, it made her dizzy and nauseous*
((I am speaking as a different character then my usual self, so stop calling me by a name that is not me. If I were indeed Zafira, I would not have spoken how I did. I am not her, will you get it through your heads?))
*The screams stop and she wipes away a tear that had formed in the corner of her eye. As she moves her arm, pain shoots through and up her shoulder. She frowns and looks down.
White, jagged pieces of bone stick out, warm blood dripping onto the ground. Her scream is full of terror, and horror. Her stomach starts to lurch*
((Thank you. You can complain all you want that I will not answer to Zafira but I could care less. If I wanted her to be online, I'd call her. She probably is ghosting.))
*She curls up into a ball, laying on her side. She trembles and hugs the bucket*
I'm gonna be sick I'm gonna be sick I'm gonna be sick I'm gonna be sick.
*She pauses for a moment as her stomach starts to settle. She pushes herself up into a sitting position and hugs Chord tightly, burying her face in his chest, tears of relief soaking into his suit*
That was rude. All she did was slap you and say some harsh words. I can see why Odin gave Thor the throne. You'd never make a decent king. *turns away from him*
*My hands move from his jacket and wrap around the back of his neck, pushing his face closer to hers. Between the kiss, she manages to say, 'I love you'*
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serial killers are people too
If you take away their voices,
I'm just like you
I'll hack you up and bury you in my yard
But why does making friends have to be so very hard?
I hate that about the sun. I WANT TO SLEEP SUN GO AWAY FOR LIKE 5 MORE HOURS!
Hope you enjoy the camping!
No snow I meant c-low-G
Thnx, it is going to be interesting. Very interesting
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It is a joint party. One of the girls, I used to hang around with for years and she was really bossy and a liar. Then she dropped me like a rock and probs only inviting me to bump up the numbers
The other girl is really nice and quiet and is the only friend of this other girl. She wont stand up for herself tho. Mum decribes her as a 'carbon copy' of me
It is a joint party. One of the girls, I used to hang around with for years and she was really bossy and a liar. Then she dropped me like a rock and probs only inviting me to bump up the numbers
The other girl is really nice and quiet and is the only friend of this other girl. She wont stand up for herself tho. Mum decribes her as a 'carbon copy' of me
i hate that feeling where you want to talk but you have nothing to say
I know how you feel
Ugh I have to go now. My mum needs the computor
OMG THAT SONG WAS AMAZING! I think I have a new favorite song. That's just amazing.
Bye Chloe!
...
...
Hey Snow what happened to recording yourself singing?
Rain and shopping and paint and homework happened
Ah okay then. Understandable.
*nods*
*sighs*
I have too many words and thoughts inside my head that I can't get the right ones out
Blab randomly until your brains been cleared again?
@Snow: Yeah . . . Do what Silente said. :)
Just start somewhere and start talking and talk and talk until you've said it all, and once you've said it, it'll be clearer, hopefully.
What have I just signed up for....
Hmmm
Thats why I started vlogging, to clear my head. But I haven't had the chance to lately.
@Requiem: Nobody knows. :P
Ummmm....now I'm worried
My family. XD They're such weirdos. I love them. XD
@Requiem: You should be. XD
(Test.)
(Retest. Much better.)
Het Judhipor!
*waves like a maniac*
*Her eyes lock onto Silente and her grin turns wild* Hello! *She giggles and steps forward, her knife flashing in the sun*
Nice profile picture, love.
Thank you, a very amazing, very wonderful person found it for me. I bet you can't guess who he is!
Me, perhaps?
*raises an eyebrow at the knife*
What cha doing there nutty?
*She starts to skip around the shore of the lake, the water lapping at her, but she was just out of reach. Her insane laughter follows in her wake while her new black dress swirls around her ankles and skims along the surface of the water.
She stops suddenly and her laughter increases*
I know someone's there! Show yourself!
Right, as always! *Hugs*))
-I stand there, looking Judhipor in the eye-
*leans against a tree and nods at Chord*
Hello Chord.
-I turn to Silente, cracking a smile, a silver glint in my eye-
*Her grin seems to spread, a hint of malice creeping into her eyes*
Hello there, handsome.
*Her knife flicks into her hand again. She holds a hand out and the gravitational pull around Chord increases very slightly, but enough to make his hair pin-drop straight*
*frowns*
You okay? Normally you, you know, talk
*The knife in her hand drops but is flicked towards Silente, using gravity. It is pointed for her leg*
-The image of me disappears, leaving the image of Judhipor, the vanity giving her an aching migraine-
*jumps aside and catches the knife*
Hey! Don't throw knives at me! I have enough of that at work!
*hurls it back so that its little more than a blur aiming for Judi's hand*
*Her hands to her head and cradles it. Her grin disappears and she howls in pain*
No fair! Oww...
*She closes her eyes and scrunches up her nose. Agony is shooting through her brain* Oww... What did I ever do? Mass genocide, slaughter of the human race and trying to kill a few other mentionable people! I didn't deserve a headache!
*Her idiotic words bring a pain, laced with the agony she was feeling inside her her head, to her lips*
-I reappear, the ground beside me raising up, separating, my eyes closed-
*The knife misses her hand by mere multimeters. It would have been a dead-on hit if she hadn't started dancing around, stomping on the ground, trying to deal with her pain.
She stopped.
Looked up.
And grinned.
She glared hatefully at Silente, sending paralysing pain through her body*
-I intercept the sorcery, redirecting it at Judhipor, as a thousand screams fill the ears of both Judhipor and Silente-
*She takes her eyes off Silente for a split second so she can send a quick, hate-filled glare at Chord. Her migraine had started to ease, only slightly, but it was enough to allow her to use her powers*
*stiffens and screams falling to the ground*
*takes deep breaths clenching and unclenching her hands the way she was taught to when dealing with pain*
*glares up at Judi and gets to her knees teeth gritted*
*She falls to the ground and gasps. Her muscles contract and curl in on themselves. Her mouth opens to scream but nothing comes out. Tears flood her eyes and she can't see.
Pain.
Screams.
More pain.
The screams seem to fade away. They don't matter. All that she can think about is this pain, the ripping and tearing of flesh and soul. It felt like... No words could describe the torture*
Funny you should mention screaming inside your head.
(Hello Alastair)
-I stop the screams, unable to control the happenings-
Good evening!
(Hello Alastair)
*covers her ears wincing at the screams and clawing at her temples*
*stops the clawing and stumbles fully to her feet*
(Hello Valencia)
((Hello, Death.))
Where do you get the screams, Chord? Are they merely illusions, or do you collect them somehow, and wait for opportunities to throw them at people's minds?
*Slowly, she forces her eyes to relax. To stop the glare. And slowly, the pain fades away. Her muscles quiver and she rolls onto her forearms and looks up at Chord under sweaty strands of hair that dangle in frog of her face like vines.
For once in her life, her eyes are fearful*
*sighs happily as the screams stop*
*glares at Chord*
*looks over at Judi*
(Hey Valencia)
*Perches in a tree, taking notes on the endeavour below*
-tears of black flood my eyes, oozing out onto my cheeks-
*front
Not frog.
Stupid autocorrect!))
*laughs, stepping back to lean against a tree* Oh, my, you lot are pathetic.
Chord!
*moves over to him quickly*
What's wrong? What's happening?
-The tears of black fall off my cheeks, burning into the ground, as I look at Silente, pushing her away-
*She slowly gets onto her feet, wobbling before collapsing on her knees.
She's weakened.
Defenceless.
She can't stay on the ground. She stretches out a hand and lessens the gravitational pull on her, so she can stand. It doesn't hold her for long though. Her powers cut out and she stumbles, catching herself before her head slams into the ground*
*looks at the burning tears as they enter ground*
Chord whats happened?!
*moves closer again*
*watches, shaking head* Pathetic, just like any of the Midgardians here.
*Scribbles quickly, falling into shorthand to collect all of the action*
-I clap my hands, sending out a shockwave, as I gradually lift off the ground-
-I look at Judhipor, speaking with the voice of Chord Waylett, Dantè, Dwyer and Alex Gauntlet-
-I reach out my hand-
Would you care for a dance?
*She hears Alastair's words and grimaces* I... I'm not pathetic... *She tries to stand again but fails. Her eyes dart towards Chord and she shrinks backwards, frightened of both him in general and of the corrosive tears streaming down his face*
*walks over to Judhipor, takes a handful of hair, and pulls it up till her face is level with his* *meets her eyes, considering, his expression torn between gleeful malice and reserve* *after a few seconds, lets go of her hair with a sigh, and then vanishes*
*is thrown back by the shockwave into her butt*
*stares up at Chord*
*whispers* oh lord what did you do.
*gets up again and backs away*
*pauses by Judi and pulls her to feet*
Actually, you are. You fight for fun, and never to help each other. You only care about yourselves, just as I would expect from pathetic Midgardians.
*She takes a moment before she reacts. Slowly, tentatively, she takes his hand in hers. She pulls into his chest and nods*
I... I'd be honoured...
*Her body trembles weakly*
*Notices how none of the happenings make sense any longer, and jumps into the air, snapping open her wings, and retreats into her cave*
-I tap the trunk of a tree, an old-fashioned record player forming, playing a song-
*frowns*
*moves to lean on a tree near Loki watching Chord*
*walks away, bored*
-I stare at Loki, the trees near him deteriorating-
Oh, hello vampire. *turns to face Silente*
Loki... What do you fight for...?
*She wraps her arms around Chord's neck, fearful that she wouldn't be able to support herself for much longer. She smiles, very faintly, and her eyes drift towards his*
Hello Loki...
*keeps an eye on Chord and looks at Loki*
*smiles and looks at Chord again*
-I smile at Judhipor, as the bags underneath her eyes disappear, smokey eyeliner forms around her eyes, blood red lipstick appears on her lips-
*speaks from behind Loki, without physically being present* There's also the matter that neither of them could tolerate a bit of screaming in their minds. That's even worse, in my book, really. It's pathetic that they can't bear something I deal with every second of my life.
*Lands in the cave before sitting, immediately delving herself into her papers, schematics, and plans*
I fight for what I believe is right, to rule Midgard. In Asgard, the warriors fight to protect the nine realms, and the king is sworn to protect them as well. Here, you lot fight each other just as I have watched. Do you not care for one another? Even my sister, Zanida, and I do not fight as violent as you lot do, simply for fun. We train, yes, but not to kill the other. It is a wonder Midgard is still around.
Hiya peoples
-The tears on her dress disappear, and a suit appears on my body, my hair better looking but still scruffy-
(Hey Chloe)
*laughs when Alastair speaks* I have heard, if you cannot survive screaming in your head, you need to examine your life.
(Alastair, the screams are different screams.)
Hiya Silente
*cat, I'm a kitty cat and I dance dance dance*
*She can see her appearance change in the reflection of herself in his eyes. She frowns*
How did you...?
*She decides not to finish, instead, she her smile widens and she reaches up to give him a kiss on the cheek, leaving a trace of lipstick behind. She giggles softly and presses her face into his shoulder*
Good evening, Chloe
*shrugs and stops watching Chord*
*faces Loki*
What cha doing Lokster?
-I hold her tighter, listening to the music-
Hey Valencia
Nothing important. I am watching them fight, pathetically as usual.
(I distinctly remember you pathetically attempting to escape your confinements, Loki. And although successful, you ended up being crushed by a man in a metal suit and a green man.)
You realise they aren't fighting anymore. They're dancing. That thing people do to music.
*shrugs*
*makes a very realistic image of a wolf appear at her side*
*starts running her fingers through the holographic fur*
*She closes her eyes and listens to Chord's steady heartbeat, but when she speaks, it is directed towards Alastair*
I am the voice the screams inside Rose's head. I'm used to hearing my voice echo around, and listening to Rose scream to let her out. But the pain... I cannot deal with something as strong as that. Hatred is a very powerful emotion. It does hurt.
-I gently rub Judhipor's back, staring at Alastair, thinking-
*She flinches when his hand touches a bruised part of her back, where she had been thrown into a tree by a man im with a mask. She shook it off, hoping he didn't worry*
*looks at Loki curiously*
How long will you live for Loki?
*-i-n-
Forget the 'im' part...)
-I rub her back, harder, healing her bruises-
I cant wait for this evening, I am starting kung fu :)
Thousands of years.
So your not immortal, just have a long life span?
Ow...
*Her toes curl in her shoes. Pain, not has bad as before when her powers were redirected back at her, but still pain. And pain demands to be felt (*sob* anyone who sees what I did there, I love them...). She started to squirm*
((Yes, and if you continued on, I then am imprisoned in Asgard, Thor lets me out and I help with his mortal, and fake my own death. If you noticed I also tricked Thor into thinking I was Odin.))
*strolls in*
Hey, Loki!
*tacklehugs* *musses up hair, grinning*
(@Rose Okay?)
You're...
*Continues working, drawing and putting things to correct dimensions*
(Okay.
I love you.)
(I love you too.)
I live and die just as you mortals do, give or take a few thousand years. It is possible to kill one of us, the Dark Elves killed Frigga. Though it is pretty hard to, and Zanida has a son who can bring back the dead.
((Basically picture any event in the movies and go to the extreme future. Hence why I have a sister, and Thor is king.))
And Chloe G, that sounds epic. :D
*is watching rp* O_O
Thnx Emerald
-I listen to Loki's conversation-
Pathetic..
Did you really just attempt to tackle me?
Correction, as mortals do. Some of us aren't as mortal as others.
*smirks*
For some of us old age isn't a problem.
No, Loki. I attempted to tackleHUG you. There's a difference. :)
Oh, and you lot live maybe a few centuries? Right, being a god is pathetic, look at yourself, Midgardian.
Welcomes, Chloe!
(Don't bother, Emerald, Loki has no sense of humour)
((I MEAN THE CHARACTER LOKI, NOT YOU, ZAF ILY))
You're a vampire, I realize. You can die too, if I dunk you in salt water.
*She holds Chord tighter and whispers, "I love you, okay?" in his ear. She looks at him, her eyes soft, and letting her weakness show. Her mouth turns into a shy smile*
-I whisper to Judhipor, rubbing her back once more, walking towards Loki-
Look at myself?
What do you mean?
What do you see, what's so bad?
((Zafira is not even in control, she is asleep or somewhere else I gather.))
I tried, Chord. xD
I think he's being an ickle widdle gwumpy pwants because he's lonely. And needs a huggle.
Well yeah but old age cant touch me. Even if it'd be preferred
*sighs and shakes her head*
By the way that wasn't an invitation to dunk me in salt water.
You are quite stupid. I meant it metaphorically, you think you are better then I, a god. Yet you do not look around you, the mortals here kill each other for fun, you pretend you are almighty when you are not, you are nothing.
Ya see, people? Grumpy. *shakes head sorrowfully* *laughs*
I'm nothing?
-The voices of Alex, Dwyer and Dantè echo my words-
You, are nothing.
How is Chord pathetic?
*Her voice is horrified. She let's go of him and faces Loki*
You tricked your brother, let your mother die knowing that you thought of yourself asan outcast, when you were actually her son. It doesn't have to be flesh and blood, but you couldn't see that?
*She stalks up to him and slaps him across the face, hard*
And you call him pathetic?!
(RP. I do not mean those insults. Loki is great.)
Hehehe swatting flys with an electric swatter is fun!
The pop they make when they die is music to my ears!
Frigga is not my mother, nor is Odin my father. Frigga died because she was protecting that mortal girl Thor runs after like a lost puppy. I know she died loving me like her own son, but even she knew deep down I am not hers. I speak only of the truth. *grabs her hand and twists it until I hear bones snap* Hit me again, I take off your head.
@Chloe: That's understandable. Flies creep me out. :)
*grand radio presenter ish voice* And that's another fact you never needed to know about Emerald Phoenix who prefers to be known as Fay! And oh, look folks, there's another one...
Hehehe swinging and missing makes you look like you're dancing
*Peeks her head out from behind a tree a few feet away, listening to what is happening between the others* *Frowns gently at the violence*
*stares*
*wonders whether helping Judi would help or would het in Chord's way*
-I grab Loki's horn, ringing out a shockwave, shattering his skull-
DON'T EVER TOUCH HER
**get
*Tears spring to her eyes and she refuses to let them fall* She believed in you. How to adoptive parents feel? They think of their adoptive child as their own. You believed they were your family.
You are vain.
You want to impress someone? Start by telling your mother that you were sorry that a few tiny little words got her killed. If you didn't take them to heart, you would have accepted your brother's 'mortal' and been there to protect her.
-I nod to Silente, acknowledging an apology and for her to help Judi-
*moves to Judi and takes her arm gently*
Come on. I'll fix that for you. Let's not leave you in the cross fire.
*drags her away slightly and sits her down*
((Chord, I am not reacting as you again, lack the brains to ASK before trying kill of people.))
Frigga is DEAD and as is Odin, I need not apologize to anyone.
Chord!
*Her voice is horrified. She puts her good hand on his shoulder and tries to pull him away*
I'm fine! Really! It's just...
*She looks at her arm, calculating the damage*
Only a few broken bones! I'll be fine in no time!
*She puts her hands to his face, stifling a wince, and looks into his eyes. She makes her voice as convincing as she can*
I'm perfectly fine.
(So you're just going to allow your pathetic brain to rupture? That's fine with me.)
-I hold her arm gently, turning away from Loki, after leaving a remark-
Go to hell.
((No, I am simply ignoring your comment.))
(Oh, don't people know how to not insult people?
Let me rephrase that for you Zaf.
"I'm just going to ignore the whole killing me part. You didn't ask to kill my character so that part is void. Sorry."))
I'll see you in hell, Chord. *goes back to where I was before*
*looks at Chord and Judi*
*looks at Loki*
*bursts into a fit of giggles for no apparent reason*
*gasps for air a hand against her stomach still laughing*
Omg. Sorry. I just-
*bursts out laughing again*
Hi, Adra if you happen to still be on!
*She rolls her eyes at both Chord and Loki and leads Chord to a quieter place. She really didn't like looking at broken bones. Especially when the bone was jutting out of her skin. When she saw it seconds ago, it made her dizzy and nauseous*
((I am speaking as a different character then my usual self, so stop calling me by a name that is not me. If I were indeed Zafira, I would not have spoken how I did. I am not her, will you get it through your heads?))
I have to go now, I have to look up vet places for work experience,
byii
-I force Loki to turn around-
There's a place in hell, reserved just for me.
It's called the throne.
-I continue to walk with Judi-
I have to go now, I have to look up vet places for work experience,
byii
*Sighs quietly, pulling her sweater tighter around her, continuing to listen*
Bye Chloe! :)
(I'm trying to talk to the person behind the character. I'd call you by your first name but I remember what happened when Em did that the last time))
(I dedicate this page to reunions, to Chord, to people learning how to be pleasant again and, to 'Okay?'))
*Speaks up* Friends, please- it's a lovely Sunday. Please don't ruin it by fighting. If so, I'll probably have to leave again.
((Get it through your heads, Zafira Kerias does NOT control me.))
*stops laughing finally*
Oh hey Adra, didn't see you there.
*waves*
(Just forget it, Loki. I'm trying to talk to someone who has ears but will not listen, who has eyes but cannot see.))
-I roll my eyes-
He's too weak to fight anyone.
*starts jumping up and down to elevate boredom*
*and to prevent herself from slapping Loki*
Hello, Silente...
...
*Sighs, turning away, and uses her cane to assist her walking as she heads back to Aretha's home*
Um... Gimmie a sec, Chord. I bet you want Rose back, huh?
*She smiles, very softly, and kisses him on the cheek. Then she falls to her knees, screaming*
No, Death, it is NOT okay.
*sobs because TFIOS*
*The screams stop and she wipes away a tear that had formed in the corner of her eye. As she moves her arm, pain shoots through and up her shoulder. She frowns and looks down.
White, jagged pieces of bone stick out, warm blood dripping onto the ground. Her scream is full of terror, and horror. Her stomach starts to lurch*
*looks around*
-I kneel down, wrapping my hands around Death's arm, healing her-
It's okay, Rose. Everything is okay.
*well apparently loads of people poofed*
*presumably Loki was included*
*sighs and wanders around not wanting to disturb Chord and Death*
*She closes her eyes tightly, the image burned into her brain*
Chord... Chord... My arm... My arm is...
*Her stomach lurched again and she pressed her forehead into the cool ground*
I'm going to be sick.
((Thank you. You can complain all you want that I will not answer to Zafira but I could care less. If I wanted her to be online, I'd call her. She probably is ghosting.))
-I produce a bucket, rubbing Rose's back-
((I am here, Silente. I was busy getting ready for an event today.))
(So, Loki, you're saying that you're not the human creator of Zafira, but someone completely separate?)
Well that was tense.
*turns to Loki*
You broke her arm.
*She curls up into a ball, laying on her side. She trembles and hugs the bucket*
I'm gonna be sick I'm gonna be sick I'm gonna be sick I'm gonna be sick.
*She pauses for a moment as her stomach starts to settle. She pushes herself up into a sitting position and hugs Chord tightly, burying her face in his chest, tears of relief soaking into his suit*
It's alright, Rose, everything's alright.
*She clings to him for a few more moments before grabbing the lapels of his jacket and bringing his face towards hers in a passionate kiss*
I did, yes.
((Exactly. I am not Zafira, the person controlling me is not Zafira, I am working WITH-
((No it is Zafira. Its me but I basically went into the mindset of Loki.-Zaf))
-I lean in towards the kiss, gently rubbing the side of her face-
That was rude. All she did was slap you and say some harsh words. I can see why Odin gave Thor the throne. You'd never make a decent king.
*turns away from him*
She hit me, I defended myself.
*My hands move from his jacket and wrap around the back of his neck, pushing his face closer to hers. Between the kiss, she manages to say, 'I love you'*
Poor defence, Loki.
No. Defending yourself was stopping the slap. Breaking her arm was attacking her.
*glares at him*
-I hold Rose, picking her up, taking her to my treehouse, continuing the kiss-
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