The Portal
07-17-2017, 01:22 AM
(This post was last modified: 07-17-2017, 01:45 AM by Smitty.
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The world around us was a creeping, shadowy hell of a domain, with tireless eyes blinking, blinking, blinking all around us, ready to hunt, a tired sigh all around us streaming forth, waiting to strike at us, to kill--and I didn’t give a single fuck, being thrown straight into the garbage heap as I was, where I belonged--
--I didn’t care cuz I was already wrapped up in my own little crisis. Not even 2 seconds up in this bitch and I was already having a meltdown.
“Fuck OUT my face, then!!” I roared through the hilt of Sparkmarrow, lodged tightly in my jaw, “Go on, get, get the fuck on, get on ‘fore I slice your shit--”
Before me there were angry tawny eyes, a snarling, foaming set of fangs that I’d never quite appreciated before--they were long and sharp as hell, but I was used to them smirking or mewling something indignant or insolent; I was used to them being evil and benign, being gentle and assholish in the same grin; I was used to them belonging to Chico.
And whatever this thing was, it was doing a great job at it. Looking just like him, smelling like his stank ass, moving in the way hedid used to. It was like a shadow made of my own memories, my own blooming heartache.
But I couldn’t be fooled--there was no way this tiny asshat could be him, could ever be him, cuz there was a silence in my head that couldn’t be shoved away, a blankness, a darkness shadowing part of my brain and the back of my eye that told me, quite clearly, that Chico was--
(I mean, everybody was dying already--)
(--Ma, Pa, a coupla other assholes--)
(--so it wouldn’t really be all that surprising if--)
I didn’t think about it, I didn’t let the thought finish in my head--I just channelled it straight to anger, because I came through this portal to a world of shadows and this thing was already attacking me like it didn’t know me (like it didn’t recognize--)
And I pushed my heartache and insanity away for a fuckin’ fight.
It jumped at me--I lunged back at it. Sparkmarrow whistled in the darkness, zpckRACKing whenever I drew blood from the pretender creature. In return it would shriek in desperate fury, and the sound of it would tug at my heartstrings (it’snothimit’snothimit’snothim) even as its claws would tug at my shoulderblades, at my throatlatch, and godfuck this thing was putting up a fight--
--and we were like that, scrappin’ like goddamn dogs in the mist shadow; and then, suddenly it pushed off of me with its powerful legs and heavy wings, and it shot away from me, zooming deeper into the darkness like it was finally tired of messing with me. “GOOD FUCKIN’ RIDDANCE”, I belted, Sparkmarrow dropping from my grip onto the shadowy ground, “and yo, come find me again the next time you wan’ a REAL asskickin’ bud! I’m FUCKIN’ READY.”
The shriek tore out of me, and my ears rang with sudden silence--cuz I guess shadows can creep, but the don’t really make noise. All I could hear for a few beats was the pumping of my heart, the screaming of my nerves, the crashcrashcrash of the freedom falling around me like bars in a prison cell; I was cut loose. I was liberated. And I knew that would happen when I leapt through the portal--I just hadn’t guessed that I would be alone in freedom.
I wish I hadn’t jumped in so quick
I snorted, reaching down and picking up Sparkmarrow in my teeth again. I paused for another beat, my heavy breathing the only noise keeping me company, my sides and my chest and my neck damp with slick dark blood that oozed from the dozens of claw-marks raked in my skin--then I turned and walked deeper into the darkness, in the opposite direction of where that pretender had gone--figuring it was time to figure out what kind of hell I was gonna call home for the time being.
{NOTE: Ros\' appearance changed going through the Portal, and her bond with Chico has been silenced, which made Chico suspicious of who she was since he can\'t sense her and she looks different, while Ros believes Chico died since she also can\'t feel him /ahugefuckinmess}
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--I didn’t care cuz I was already wrapped up in my own little crisis. Not even 2 seconds up in this bitch and I was already having a meltdown.
“Fuck OUT my face, then!!” I roared through the hilt of Sparkmarrow, lodged tightly in my jaw, “Go on, get, get the fuck on, get on ‘fore I slice your shit--”
Before me there were angry tawny eyes, a snarling, foaming set of fangs that I’d never quite appreciated before--they were long and sharp as hell, but I was used to them smirking or mewling something indignant or insolent; I was used to them being evil and benign, being gentle and assholish in the same grin; I was used to them belonging to Chico.
And whatever this thing was, it was doing a great job at it. Looking just like him, smelling like his stank ass, moving in the way he
But I couldn’t be fooled--there was no way this tiny asshat could be him, could ever be him, cuz there was a silence in my head that couldn’t be shoved away, a blankness, a darkness shadowing part of my brain and the back of my eye that told me, quite clearly, that Chico was--
(I mean, everybody was dying already--)
(--Ma, Pa, a coupla other assholes--)
(--so it wouldn’t really be all that surprising if--)
I didn’t think about it, I didn’t let the thought finish in my head--I just channelled it straight to anger, because I came through this portal to a world of shadows and this thing was already attacking me like it didn’t know me (like it didn’t recognize--)
And I pushed my heartache and insanity away for a fuckin’ fight.
It jumped at me--I lunged back at it. Sparkmarrow whistled in the darkness, zpckRACKing whenever I drew blood from the pretender creature. In return it would shriek in desperate fury, and the sound of it would tug at my heartstrings (it’snothimit’snothimit’snothim) even as its claws would tug at my shoulderblades, at my throatlatch, and godfuck this thing was putting up a fight--
--and we were like that, scrappin’ like goddamn dogs in the mist shadow; and then, suddenly it pushed off of me with its powerful legs and heavy wings, and it shot away from me, zooming deeper into the darkness like it was finally tired of messing with me. “GOOD FUCKIN’ RIDDANCE”, I belted, Sparkmarrow dropping from my grip onto the shadowy ground, “and yo, come find me again the next time you wan’ a REAL asskickin’ bud! I’m FUCKIN’ READY.”
The shriek tore out of me, and my ears rang with sudden silence--cuz I guess shadows can creep, but the don’t really make noise. All I could hear for a few beats was the pumping of my heart, the screaming of my nerves, the crashcrashcrash of the freedom falling around me like bars in a prison cell; I was cut loose. I was liberated. And I knew that would happen when I leapt through the portal--I just hadn’t guessed that I would be alone in freedom.
I snorted, reaching down and picking up Sparkmarrow in my teeth again. I paused for another beat, my heavy breathing the only noise keeping me company, my sides and my chest and my neck damp with slick dark blood that oozed from the dozens of claw-marks raked in my skin--then I turned and walked deeper into the darkness, in the opposite direction of where that pretender had gone--figuring it was time to figure out what kind of hell I was gonna call home for the time being.
{NOTE: Ros\' appearance changed going through the Portal, and her bond with Chico has been silenced, which made Chico suspicious of who she was since he can\'t sense her and she looks different, while Ros believes Chico died since she also can\'t feel him /ahugefuckinmess}
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Quit Hollerin' "Why God?", he ain't got shit to do with it.
♥♥ kate has it going on
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Magics:
{*]::{SAFE} [ Magic: Spark (U) | The ability to shoot bolts of lightening from her body. ] \n\n:: [ Restrictions | Extends 20ft radius. ]\n\n{*}:: [ Magic: Spark (P) | Demi-god ability: minor healing ability using sparks ]\n:: [ Restrictions | Can only heal minor injuries on themselves ]\n\n\n{*}:: [ Magic: Spark (P) | Passive magic to create and alter electric fields around her body to levitate, attract metals, and travel short distances ]\n{*}\n:: [ Restrictions | Cannot be used offensively in battle ]\n\n\nEnchanted items\n\n{*}::{SAFE} [ Item: Sparkmarrow | Offensive. Longsword crafted from 8 blades pulled together by electrical field ]\n\n\n{*}:: {Safe...?}[ Item: Sparkmarrow Sheath | Thin harness with magnetic plate that is enchanted to negate Sparkmarrow\'s power ]\n{*}\n:: [ Restrictions | Enchantment field will never wear out ]\n\n\nRift-god / Kaos items\n\n{*}:: [ Item: Vial of Bear God Blood | Blood from the Bear God of the Rift ]\n{*}\n\n\n\nAmulets : 1\n\n\nCompanion/s : \n\n{*}:: [ Companion: Rougarou | Mythical, royal ] 1170, 3/16/2015\n[*}
Species change (if applicable) : nah she good
Requests:
Appearance change: Sexy Black 2017 Model
--If something happens to her it'd be cool if it affected her wings in some way <3
