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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


    [mature]  Freak Show [Come one, Come all...]
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    A laugh. 

    That is all he lets out, as she speaks her daring words. Then, a smile. An evil, sadistic grin that could've come straight out of a horror movie - his teeth flash brilliantly in the midday sunlight, as he watches her begin to walk away.  

    You asked for it. He thinks calmly. He lets her get away briefly, until suddenly he is lunging at the dark mare. The impact manages to knock her down, and he is upon her, all teeth and hooves - gnashing canines and flailing feet. The coppery taste of blood ignites his lust further; his vision is red with it - he cannot get enough of the taste. 

    He isn't sure if she had even been aware of what was going on up until this point, so he keeps her just enough alive to see the horror painted on that beautiful face. He looks down to her chest, where her barely beating heart lays so effortlessly behind...

    The skin peels back easily, exposing the inner workings beneath. Her muscles contract gently as she barely breaths, and for a fleeting moment, he is struck by it; it had been so long since he had last killed. So long since he had seen the last moments of life slip through someone's fingers. So long since he watched the light fade from someone's eyes.

    His head plunges into her chest, and he takes out his souvenir for Gryffen - this is how he would prove his worth to him, by bringing back the dead woman's heart. Another shrieking cackle emerges from the opening of his lips. He has literally pulled at her heart strings, and the bitch's ticker dangles outside her body. 

    "Tick, tock! Tick, tock!" He teases fiendishly. "Time to float!"

    He rips her little heart out, leaving nothing but the corpse behind. Gryffen wouldn't need to see it...Mortem's body was soaked in blood, his head caked with her insides..and of course, he has the gift. It swings almost playfully from his mouth as he trots away.

    I'm every nightmare you've ever had. I'm your worst dream come true. 
     

    Modicum Mortem

    They all float…



    @[Dynast]

    Permission to "kill" and take her heart given by @[Neo] Smile

    If you want anything changed, don't hesitate to let me know!!!  Heart
     

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    RE: Freak Show [Come one, Come all...] - by Modicum Mortem - 10-23-2017, 02:01 PM



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