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Blood Moon // BB day 4 leisure Nov 12, 2022 8:44:25 GMT -5

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Post by charade on Nov 12, 2022 8:44:25 GMT -5

I feel less human with every hour that passes. It's a red haze that clings to me like a shroud, covering my eyes in crimson. Rip and teat, rip and tear. The others outside of my pack are meat, that's what the liquid flowing through my veins, through my brain keeps telling me. It's irritating that none of the cannons have been because of my blade yet. Four days in and I might be the only career without a kill, unless Silver's partner hasn't gotten one.

I stare at the golden claw tips covering my hands. They haven't been bloodied yet. I need to change that. A howl slips past my lips, something deep in my chest escaping. My mouth hurts. I think my canines grew again. Rip and tear. Become the beast, something whispers to me. I don't want to, cause that'd be admitting Katrina fuckin' Sykes ain't in control no more. Maybe I ain't. Maybe I never was.

The smell of blood and meat permeates this cave and I have a feeling that I'm about to do something disgusting.

-maint stuff in maint-

Last Edit: Nov 12, 2022 8:44:49 GMT -5 by charade

16 Jul 12, 23:43
GB: I bet you just sit at your computer with a tea cup and a monocle

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Blood Moon // BB day 4 leisure Nov 12, 2022 21:11:41 GMT -5

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Post by 4m dagger thane 🗡jay on Nov 12, 2022 21:11:41 GMT -5

S I L V E R
S T R A U S S

You thought it would hurt more—

taking the life of another, wielding death in your mortal grasp. But it didn't hurt at all, it felt natural even. When you close your eyes and hear the way her flesh squished, the arrow tearing through her skin, and the subtle crack as it strikes bone, you don't flinch. It's not a relishment but rather an indifference, apathy snaking its callous roots around your heart.

You tear your eyes from Six's lifeless body, her skin monochrome and drained of color, and look up at the others. They're quiet, all hollow-faced (apart from Katrina), calmed but their weapons still clutched tightly in their bloody hands. There's an unspoken air in the empty cave, that you're one of them now, for a certain time. You keep your distance, though, your guard raised in case their minds change and decide the next cannon will be yours.

So, you stay quiet and wait for one of them to make the next move.

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Blood Moon // BB day 4 leisure Nov 13, 2022 2:06:17 GMT -5

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Post by charade on Nov 13, 2022 2:06:17 GMT -5

Can't

Focus

I tried, really I did; perhaps its a blessing that the plastics dragged their dead ally away. Once they're gone, I stare at the stains where Six died and seven lost most of her blood and a few bits. I'm not doing this. But I do. My body surges forward even though my mind doesn't want to, and I slam against the cave wall, the hunger consuming me.

I lick the blood and bits of flesh off the wall where it splattered and try not to think about how right it feels. I do that for a few minutes and shudder, wrenching myself away and wiping off my lips to stare at Silver. "You fought for us. Part of the pack now." I say it gruffly and my speech feels stilted. Like I know what words I want to say but its getting harder to express my thoughts.

Fuck me, man, there was more in those serums than I thought.

"You smell good." I tell Silver, before sheathing my sword and stalking away from the battleground. I need a moment to lick my wounds, but I'm not doing it here. Whole cave smells like batshit. I whistle, high-pitched and commanding.

"Andal. Silver. Let's go." My gaze drifts towards Jack with a feral smile and a wink. "You too, cupcake."

hunger meat

help.

16 Jul 12, 23:43
GB: I bet you just sit at your computer with a tea cup and a monocle