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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    [open]  Bring out your dead [Open to those of dark heart or easy to break]
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    Just as he slinked to their broken circle, that consumed his treasure, the black beastie shackled her.  Iron snapped around her neck and his darkened heart boiled.  If not for the sizeable weight against his own flesh he may not have noticed the same clank as he swung his head.  Crimson eyes seethed upon the monster.  He hissed violently, "What the fuck kind of game is this?! Im not a puppet... Hell why don't you just shove your hoof up my ass while you're at it." He was about to launch forwards in a lashing attack when he quickly compiled his thoughts... I was kidding... Buddy. He was back pedaling quickly, a joking chuckle crossed his lips.  Aiming to nudge his good pal on the shoulder... Great suggestion idiot! Obviously he has powers much greater than anything you could come up with...

    He had a pep talk to himself as the others continued to chat.  Their topic of discussion the slighter of his worries at this point.  He was, or they were, pets to their plot and nothing good ever came from being a dog on a leash...

    An attempt to rectify the situation came to mind as the ghost spoke of removing the gem from his treasures forehead.  She was slinking backwards in disbelief but in the next moment suggesting the ghost would look grander with none.  A cackle arose from deep within him.  She was a feisty one, he liked feisty. Slipping along side her brightly colored frame to stand between the ghost and the girl.  Slick voice chimed in, "Now, now now... Can't we all just play nice?"

    It didn't take long for another new face to gather around.  It was a tad overwhelming, especially when you were the pawn in an unexplained game.  His crimson gaze shifted as she made her entrance, rather dramatic if you ask me.  His eyes rolled slightly as he awaited for something clever.  As he expected nothing much was added to the gathering but a name, a body and a power.  With so many personalities lumbering about something was sure to go horribly wrong... At the thought a grin curled his lips, a new fire within his eye.

    Something horribly wrong

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    RE: Bring out your dead [Open to those of dark heart or easy to break] - by Ouija - 07-10-2017, 07:19 PM



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