Born. [HBD /kick earthling]
Dec 30, 2016 19:35:01 GMT -5
Post by анзие (Anz) on Dec 30, 2016 19:35:01 GMT -5
blow a kiss, fire a gunHappy birthday, Kaybae!
*steadily gets more aggressive*Wow I can't believe you're finally legal! :D Happy birthday, dear, from the site to you - celebrated in the only way that we know how! I hope you enjoy reading these notes as much as we enjoyed writing them. You've been such a good friend to as many people as you can reach, and I think I speak for all of us when I say we appreciate you very much. <3 Without further ado, please enjoy a very special shipment from the Kay Feels Factory on your super special feels train.The first carriage is full of our favorite Kay tributes! Let's see what's inside...
Circe Lyon :eyes: -Kousei
i need to choose one...? D: Queerkee probably -Puppy :3
CIRCE LYON -Frankel
Circe Lyon & Argonite Shore (sorry can't pick just one oops) -Briar
Circe Lyon -Azalea x
Circe Lyooooonnnnnn -Tom
Queerkee Lion? Circe Lyon? Both? -Mattio? Donal Trump? No, it's Mattio.
QUEERKEE <3333333 -Arrows
Besides Mace? Elon Emberstatt -Python
hmmm what was his name again? Mason??? Midas?? Milano?? McDonalds? -Elegant
Circe -five (cato)
charas harp -take a wild guess
Mace Emberstatt but I really mean all of them -Anzie
Oh, it looks like Kay Feels are in the next carriage. Hope you got your protective vests!'Circe opens her mouth to the river of Lyon tears. Orion yanks her back to air. He sits on the cement, reaching for her clothes. “Don’t,” she says, staying his hand. “I want them to see what they’ve wrought. What they’ve mangled.”'(Chosen by Kousei)'"I don't deny it was by my hand you fell. But it was not my wish. I pray your soul is cleansed, Lily Hope, because I have your sins written here for all to see."'(Chosen by Puppy :3)'I want to see the sunset.
Whicker.
The Sunday market.
A pot roast.
Jae’s smile.
Perfectly shined silverware.
Klaus’ indescribable eyes.
The smell of cinnamon.
Mahlah’s fierce hold on my hand.
My striped pillow case.
Julian. All of him.
My classroom.
The Stromstatt girls.
The algae-filled pond outside our home.
Icarus.
Bales of hay, stacked against the sunrise.
Cygnus.
My hair turning copper in the early fall.
Mace.'(Chosen by Frankel)"'Don’t,' she says, staying his hand. 'I want them to see what they’ve wrought. What they’ve mangled.' The haze of pain has receded, and she knows that isn’t a good thing. Her fingers twitch towards her backpack but she knows she won’t find what she wants: Gunner’s flare has been given back to whence it came. She knows then, even though she should have known before, she won’t have an easy death.She can’t ask Orion to drive a blade into her heart. She’s already asked too much of him: love me, hate me, obey me. Her hands tremble and then go numb, the bandages at her stomach thick with her heart beat. Circe stares up at the open manhole cover, the storm darkening in grey shades. Every stroke closer to black brings her closer to the three-quarter missing pieces of her heart. The pattern of the rainstorm changes, surging. The drops clink as they fall, hitting metal and something else above.With the last of her ebbing strength and the onset of nightfall, Circe brushes Orion’s jawline. 'You can’t forget them. Nat, and Gunner, and Elya. You have to remember them. You have to remember me. I’m a liar and a murderess,' she says, her voice a whisper, 'but you can make me immortal.'Instead of naming herself, she dedicates her last breath to a kiss, settling all debts between them. She leaves one love behind to claim the scattered pieces of her quartered heart." - Gold Her Shroud, Circle Lyon, 70thme: *quotes like half of the death post because this entire thing rips my heart out honestly*(Chosen by Briar)'"He couldn’t go back to that shadowy place, to the earth where he had lain and thought of Larae. That was a sure death. So he let the smile fall, thought of the sense he should’ve knocked into Cygnus, the warning he should’ve given Marcelline. They were both much too serious. He thought of Verronica, and how he ached when he realized he’d never see her wide eyes again. And then he was moving, up up up, into the arena."'(Chosen by Azalea x)Wish I could, but I think :five: will do for now(Chosen by Tom)'With the last of her ebbing strength and the onset of nightfall, Circe brushes Orion’s jawline. “You can’t forget them. Nat, and Gunner, and Elya. You have to remember them. You have to remember me. I’m a liar and a murderess,” she says, her voice a whisper, “but you can make me immortal.”
Instead of naming herself, she dedicates her last breath to a kiss, settling all debts between them. She leaves one love behind to claim the scattered pieces of her quartered heart.
:hell_ki:'(Chosen by Mattio? Donal Trump? No, it's Mattio)'"The little death Circe found in Gunner's eyes has worked its way into her blood. Her voice is tipped with venom, and Circe knows she cannot survive another poisoning. She clings to the flare as a raft, arm shaking but index finger steady on the trigger.
Circe presses the flare to Gunner's third eye, her other hand molded to match. She puts her barrel fingers to the apex of Gunner's thighs. "Roulette," she names her god, and pulls."'(Chosen by Arrows)'Fading, dimming. This is the sunset, come early.
I want to reach out and touch it, feel the flame on my fingertips. That’s something I haven’t done enough of. I’ve always known I was a kinesthetic learner, and yet, I’ve felt so little, other than the bite of the back of my brother’s hand, or the soft muffled affections of a cow, horse, pig. The only real touch I’ve known of late is Mahlah’s tiny hands, Julian’s swift kiss. I regret it. I let myself regret it. I should have touched more, connected palm to palm. It is easier now to regret things, now that a blade has tasted my heart. That was touch too, of the sharpest, truest kind.
I should have thanked him, Mr. Ripley. But he’s gone, now, I think. I feel fairly sure that I am not alone but my sight has dimmed, and my hearing failed. I can only hear the slow whoosh of blood beating in my open heart, the pulse leaving my body instead of filling it. I don’t want to die like this; I don’t want to die at all. But I’ve had an extraordinary life. I could have been left in a ditch as a babe, or sent to one of the other community homes and starved before I could walk. I could have been alone, locked in a basement. But instead I was loved by Ma, given brothers and sisters, and for the last two years I have lived better than I realized anyone could. That was a gift.
Mace’s gift.'(Chosen by Python)'you want me to bomb Danielle?? On her birthday???'(Lol Ele)'Gold shall be your crown and gold your shroud. And when your tears have drowned you, she shall wrap her hands about your pale white throat and choke the life from you.'(Chosen by five (cato))'that letter u wrote after day one of the games ???? remember?? ur writing'(Chosen by take a wild guess)'The monster is positively gleeful, now that I am dancing with the shadows. They are as indistinct and pressing as the monster. The moment I think I’ve captured one, it turns, ticking ninety degrees into the grey light. There’s no five o’clock shadow here. I suck in air and it is sharp, a thousand tiny knives in my s t r e t c h e d and burned lungs. I want to scold the monster, to remind him that those lungs have been kind to him. They have tasted mint and thyme and skunk.
But the monster is suddenly very quiet.
And I am suddenly very scared.'(Chosen by Anzie)What's this? It looks like... many feelsy threads? :DMattio? Donal Trump? No, it's Mattio. He also leaves a note that says, "this still makes me scream tears"Elegant says, "threads aren't really tactile because they are on the internet so I'm not sure what you're asking for here also im on my phone?"take a wild guess says, "yarn is better"Before Kay is a puddle of feels, here are some birthday wishes from us!Kousei:I hope you have the incredible day you deserve, everything you do on the site is 100% appreciated, YOU ARE LOVED. Have a great day ❤Puppy :3:I wish for kay to get a Piper for her birthday. <3Frankel:HAVE A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I hope you get all the wine in the world, and love from family, friends and the doggos :party: Have a smashing day and don't get too drunk.Briar:AHHHH happy birthday Kay!! I can't believe you're already 21!!! Wow!!! But really, (deep breath for the serious part of this) you're one of my role models that I've always looked up to, both in terms of writing and in overall personality. You are one of the people who continues to drive me to improve, and you always put up with my meme bombardment, but you also listen to me when I come to you with things, and I really really appreciate that. You're honestly one of the most kindhearted people I know, and I wish you the very best birthday! <3Azalea x:Happy birthday! Today should be all about you, so treat yourself to that extra glass (or bottle) of wine, let your hair down and fill the day with all of your favourite guilty pleasures. And in case you forget, I really appreciate your friendship and I want to thank you for being here, and for being you. <3Tom:For her to have a wonderful dayMattio? Donal Trump? No, it's Mattio.:Peace, love, happiness, joy, excitement, feels, happy tears, new friendships, safe travels, and a good 2017 <3Arrows:To enjoy every ounce of your Birthday because if anyone in the entire world deserves to have a phenomenal one its you! Kay you are always so positive and have had such an influence on me and my writing so please have an incredible and special day! Much love!!!Python:I wish for you to have a nice, stress free 2017!Elegant:happiness, pure and complete happiness for your next year Danielle!five (cato):to enjoy five cakes <3take a wild guess:vigorous aerobic yoga sexAnzie:Happy birthday, dear! Thank you so much for your love, kindness and patience in all things - I can't express well in words how I appreciate you, but just know that it's this much. I'm glad to have you as a friend and a wife. Here's to hoping your day was as wonderful as you are. <3Happy birthday, once again!