Crunch Crunch Crunch The sound of footsteps echoed in the dim hallways. They were panicked Scared Parianoid I inhaled. The smell of fear filling my lungs Oh, how I loved to give chase Their footsteps were barely audible anymore Lost in the hallways A low chuckle rumbled in my chest, my footsteps growing quicker. And quicker. And quicker. I could hear their panicked breathing. It echoed off the walls. They were quite clumsy, really. But I liked playing with these puppets. I ran the show, after all. I caught up in the shadows. Their footsteps were so loud. “Tsk. Not even trying to hide it anymore” I muttered, “No fun” Their fear reeked, lingering behind them Whoosh. Thud. I pressed my foot firmly on their chest, pinning them to the ground. “Hm, it looks like playtime is over.” I said in a intoxicatingly sweet voice. I pressed down harder. My hand digged in my coat pocket Flash I pulled out a dagger. Fear flashed in the persons eyes, their struggles already weakening. “Oh, giving up so soon?” I said, smirking, dragging the dagger on their neck “I’m not even tired yet.” I pressed the dagger tip to their pulse Tears pricked at the persons eyes, shaking like a leaf “And you have such a beautiful face” I cooed, “Its a shame, really.” I pressed the dagger just enough to draw blood. “I’d have ruined my coat once I finish” I said, then stabbed. [Later…] I had washed my coat, and took some things from the pocket of that person. I fiddled with a keychain, it was of a sugar glider. I looked at the keychain for a moment, before setting it down near my bed. Just where it could catch the weak sun beams. I smiled, looking at it before I sat at my desk, pulling out my phone. [Twitch Zanni] hey i killed em (-3-) … [big old jerk guy]: Thanks. I smirked. [big old jerk guy] Thanks. [Twitch Zanni]: woa, no “OH MY GAY THX UR MY SAVIOR!!”?? -.- [big old jerk guy]: I'm not gay. [Twitch Zanni]: YOU TOTALLY ARE DONT LIE (/vo)~* … I grinned as Reynold didn't reply, triumph in my eyes and I set my phone down. “Heh, still in the closet…” I said, shaking my head as I stretched. I showered, and changed into pj’s. I collapsed in bed, immediately greeted with fluffy blankets and pillows. I fell asleep. … I woke up to the feeling of a weight beside me. Instincts kicked in. I had grabbed a pocket knife from my bed stand, and pinned it right to the persons neck, pausing. “Oh.” I murmured, setting the knife down. Reynod sat still. “How did you get in?” I rubbed my eyes “You sleep like a rock, and your window was open” He said simply. I blinked. None of us moved. Not for a second. I looked at him He looked at me. “AAA” I lunged forward and bit his arm. My fangs sink in Reynold tore his arm away in panic I ripped a chunk of flesh out I spit it out and glare at him “Get out.” He obeyed I muttered under my breath, “Came in here for no reason, that idiot” I looked at the chunk of flesh on the floor, threw it out the window. “Hmph, my room isn’t gonna stink today” I grumbled. I watched it splat down at least a dozen floors down. It was satisfying, then realization dawned “He just climbed and escaped a 12 story building-” I said before shutting up. I sighed, and retreated back into my room. I had work to do [A few weeks later…] My collection of sugar gliders and poodle moths had grown I had an entire shelf for them I had gotten most of them from abandoned toy houses, or places where I could find plushes. I added a tiny crocheted magnet of a poodle moth to the collection, organizing it meticulously. I finally was satisfied where I had put it. Before walking across the room. I caught a glimpse of myself, and I stepped back instantly. My reflection stared back My mismatched eyes caught my attention first. One was grey, the other was red. Grey Red “Hm. still prime and pristine as ever” I hummed
My hair was messy, and wild. It was a white with silver streaks. My black cloak fluttered around me before settling. There were bandage wraps on my hand and arm. I turned around, viewing myself slowly, my pupils slowly growing bigger until there were only grey and red rings with a black void in the middle. I soon found my face pressed against the glass slightly, looking into my reflection’s eyes. I blinked, and quickly pulled back, my lips sealed shut like tape on tape. My pupils grow slightly wider, nearly filling my entire eye. I felt a slight tug at the back of my mind, my eyes flare wide and a jolt runs up my spine, and I shake my head stepping back as I squeeze my eyes shut. The jolt felt unintentional, my spine straightened. It felt like it was a dull tug. My eyes darted around the room. I bit an unused pillow It was a bit dusty, but I couldn't care. I let out a low growl, shaking my head before releasing the pillow I glared at the pillow before slowly turning, my eyes half-lidded It was the 14th time this week it happened. I growled before collapsing into bed. Before I even landed on it, I fell asleep. I had barely slept at all this month. [not even an hour later] I woke up feeling replenished, like mother nature had stitched me back together. I sat up, rubbing my eyes, before my pupils filled my eyes until it was nearly black. I started to zone out It seemed like the world was passing me by. It felt like if I fell, I would fly The clock stopped ticking I couldn't tell if I was blinking or not My breath caught, which snapped my back to reality Right when my phone buzzed. I groggily picked it up, reading Reynolds text [big old jerk guy]: there's someone exploring your building. … [Twitch Zanni]: Got it boss! (>vo)~* I yawned and stretched, shivering slightly before I rolled off ofo bed quite literally I grabbed my cloak, a mask, and my dagger and chain scythe I had forgotten I even owned. “Hm…” I slung the scythe on my shoulder, and walked out my room, putting my mask on I walked down the dark hallway, and listened for the intruder. Heavy breathing? None Loud footsteps? Maybe Things that have been touched? Definitely A slow, threatening grin spread across my face And I let out a low, excited growl. I slipped along the shadows, barely making a sound apart from the tiny, faint taps of my shoes on the floor. I was very excited I spotted the intruder in the dark, inspecting my stuff My eyes flared with delight, my pupils narrowing into a thin line I threw out the end of my scythe, the tiny ball skittering across the floor, catching the intruders attention. When they leaned down to grab it, I yanked it out of their reach, and I spun the blade of the scythe around their throat, and tugging it tight. A choking noise came from the human, and they fell to the floor, clawing at the chain. I grinned at the struggle, my eyes gleaming, and I crouched down in front of them. “Hehe…” I giggled, watching happily. “I’m not gonna help you” I said as I watched their struggle grow weaker. I paused. “Yknow, im helping you, really, because im going to stab your heart out later” my voice went a bit soft. The intruder eventually stopped struggling, and I take my scythe back, softly unwinding it from their throat. I dragged the body to my room. [Later] I had used the body to practice using my scythe I spun and twisted the scythe, I don’t know for how long, but eventually I tired myself enough to have to sit in my chair and rest at my desk. I hummed softly, glancing at my phone before picking it up. I paused before going to my playlist, and I connected my headphones. WORLD RESTART - Risk started to play. I closed my eyes for a moment and listened. The beat was like a second heart that rumbled in my chest. I let out a sigh, the sound barely audible because of the music. I glanced at the corpse in the corner of my room, the top of their body slumped. I was deep in thought, until I heard a car door slamming outside I blinked in surprise, before walking to the window to peer outside, right when Reynold texted me. [big old jerk guy]: There are some people outside. If I had to guess, theres only three. … [Twitch Zanni] uh yeah i already see them, dummy (>.--)\~*salute* idk what condition he gon have, and if he's gon be supernatural or not, idk, someone help me decide. I was thinking he be an murderer, which contributes to his more idk animal/violent personality. I'm thinking that Reynold is like the cool rich guy who is watching Twitches back and yeah. ts story is lowky js gon be Twitches silly daily life stuff I had a shower thought in class and it was like "bro what? why don't people like furries, they're like fluffy, moving, breathing, living couches/hug monsters. idk lowky that was smart though- HAHHAHAHHAHAHA mb lowky yeah though it was smart agreed feliz navidad feliz navidad- SHUT UPP ok"
