sticks and stones }} aj vs ss
Mar 13, 2017 2:52:28 GMT -5
Post by rook on Mar 13, 2017 2:52:28 GMT -5
jano karmichael
and there we were, the two young titans
at odds with our world surrounded by things
useless shit we could live without
we were an island getting bashed on all sides
by an ocean of sold fears and doubts
at odds with our world surrounded by things
useless shit we could live without
we were an island getting bashed on all sides
by an ocean of sold fears and doubts
"I'm just getting started." Something tells me that Scarlett Stroms' words lack as much substance as my own. She too is tired and broken, a girl now carrying wounds that rival even my malformations. Her attempts are getting weaker, and although she manages to stroke a cut down my back, it only adds to the already mutilated flesh, a river of crimson filling a fissure of scar tissue, forty lashes made a canyon of my skin.
Somehow the pain is now so overwhelming that it is nothing. A numbness over my entire body. The only thing I can feel is a putrid bile in my stomach and a throbbing in my throat. My eyes are stinging with regret, bristling with fear and anger. Dirt clings to my open wounds, dirtying the cherry red gashes with flecks of black. I worry they will turn green. If she doesn't kill me then infection will.
Asriel asks me if I'm okay, but my tongue has bloated in my mouth, and I retch every time I try to make a noise. Dread has settled inside of me again as I start to think that maybe this is it, these are my final few minutes. My hands shake. Fuck, am I really ready to die? Is this actually it? Is there nothing more for me than simple martyrdom?
"I'm not okay." I manage, glancing to Asriel, "But you will be. Find Castor, please keep each other safe."
Fuck knows how, but I smile at him.
"Goodbye Asriel."
I turn my back on him and limb aggressively towards Scarlett. I pray he runs.
[Jano attacks Scarlett, Outer-Space Axe]
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[Shallow Cut on Right Bicep -- 3.5 damage]
so place your hand in mine yeah we'll be ok
live out the rest of our lives day by day
on this rock of ours, in this void of space
and only truly then
can we know our place
live out the rest of our lives day by day
on this rock of ours, in this void of space
and only truly then
can we know our place