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A king and his Peasants }} Minie }} Blitz Apr 22, 2014 10:16:02 GMT -5

Post by k!ah on Apr 22, 2014 10:16:02 GMT -5

ARAGORNBLACKMORE

Tonight I had decided that I would not take a victim, that I would not collect my pearls for this day. It almost physically hurt to even think about it… I wanted them, oh boy and I want them. I wanted to polish them up, to watch the light dance over their glowing exterior. I wanted to feel their grooves and craves… I just wanted them all. But not tonight, tonight was my night off.

Absently my eyes begin to search the skyline which was slowly goring darker and darker, small stars blinking hesitantly around the edges. They looked like shy children, children who were unsure weather or not they should be prying into the business of the sun. Day and night. Both were part of the same system, they both shed light upon the people who lived on this earth, but yet it was in two totally different ways. The suns rays were harsh and fierce, the moons sot and delicate but yet so mysterious. Sometimes

I liked to think I was like the moon n the ways that I was mysterious, but like the sun in ways I was harsh and fierce. It might be an odd combination- to be fierce yet mysterious. But thats what I was. But I also sought myself out to be like a king, above everyone else in this bug infested lands. I was superior, and if anyone told me otherwise I would not bash their face ion my most likely look down on them like the dirt they were.

A flash of movement catches my gaze- a steak of golden hair- and my mouth instantly twists into a scowl. I knew exactly who was lurking in those shadows. “I see the rats are out and about tonight,” I practically spit at the girl.

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A king and his Peasants }} Minie }} Blitz Apr 22, 2014 10:26:32 GMT -5

Post by minie on Apr 22, 2014 10:26:32 GMT -5

C A M I L L E B L A C K M O R E

My turn to hunt, it's my turn to bring in the next days food, to provide for my family, we all have to take our turns even poor little Hurricane who wouldn't hurt a fly if it wasn't for her debts has to pay her respects for the famliy. Though the diffrence between us is that I love my nightly trips and that I adore feeling warm blood rush down my hands, the taste of the fresh meat lingering on my tongue. Sometimes I wish it was night the whole time, the time where the world is my kingdome and I am the queen. I can judge who is evil and who is right, though who cares I kill both. I have my small hunting knife in my right hand, as I quickly move through the shadows, but I guess I'm not alone and I have company...my dear brother. "We just are doing the part to keep the family alive, unlike someone I know" I smirked at him.

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A king and his Peasants }} Minie }} Blitz May 1, 2014 2:51:53 GMT -5

Post by k!ah on May 1, 2014 2:51:53 GMT -5

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It was Camiile. My little sister. I watch as the girl moves over to me. I fight the scowl which so desperately wanted to carve itself permanently on the cold features of my face. It was not that I hated my family exactly, and more that I despised them and what they did. There were a few that I tolerated much more than others, but there were also a few that I would gladly see in a pile of dirt in our backyard. The ones I disliked the most were the ones that indulged on the flesh and organs of other human beings. It absolutely disgusted me that people in my own family decided that eating the body parts of otter people would be a great idea and somewhat delicious. Torture was something I could handle- was something which I myself enjoyed, but eating our own flesh… well… I can even explain in enough words how much t made me feel sick.

“We just are doing the part to keep the family alive, unlike someone I know,” she smirks and roll my eyes until I am sure that they could go no further into the back of my head. “Yeah, you keep thinking that, sweetheart,” my voice is rough; mocking. just doing your part to keep the family alive my ass. Killing people for there meat wasn't keeping my family alive, it was making the into savagers which would be looked down upon if the public ever found out what was really going on in our house after dark. “‘Cause killing people for consumption really is the main factor to keep our family alive. Cut the shit. The ones like you are turning the rest of the family into monsters. Its disgusting,” I hiss at my sister in disgust.