here comes a chopper to chop of your head

CASTIELLA
God damn right, you should be scared of me. Who is in CONTROL?

The girl was silent and to her self. After the trial was given to her, there was a pain in her skull. It would not go away. Sometimes she felt like banging her head against a tree. The girl was just unsure what she would be doing. Helping a stranger in the portal was such an odd task. Castiella did not even like people in general, why would she help them? Teal orbs flashed around as she watched the portal once again. Long milk white tresses flicked against her hide with aggravation. Along with this fucking pain in her head, she also had to deal with the oozing black liquid that made flowers. Blood speckled orbs rolled as she drugs her body closer and closer to the portal. These people were relentless, crying and sobbing. She wanted to snap at a few of them. How hard was it to grow a fucking set of balls and deal with it? It could be worse; they could be in hell right now. Giggling, she thought of how these creatures would deal with the inferno. Maybe she should try to look at least happy while trying to find someone to HELP. Out of all the things to do she got stuck with being NICE. Forcing a smile on her face, she went skipping through the neon land.

She was judging everyone she was passing. Weak, soft, not worth her time. This was a lot more difficult than she expected. Fuck, that pain his her head was back, and this black shit was dripping down her legs. Her beautiful banded legs were growing these damn black flowers. Just put a pretty little smile on your face and suck it up. She was strong, she was powerful, and she would always win or die trying. Sparks rose and fell on her back with aggravation. Blood colored wings clamped her sides. God, she hated being in a crowd of people. Her black ears wanted to pin against her skull. Her masked face wanted to reach around and bite whoever got too close. She wished she could shock the shit out of every person in this damn place who would not MOVE. Just wait until she was bigger. Wait until she was a full grown adult. Everyone will move out of her way. This little problem will be quickly resolved, but that is with time. She had to give everything time, so that is why she is here.

Blood colored eyes looked int he direction of the shadows. Hre dual colored hooves swiftly headed away from the commotion. Anxiety started to build up in her chest as sparks showered from her pelt. This whole nice deed is going to be the death of her. This was impossible! Her features sneered remembering the glowing eyes. Then pain built up in her head again. "Fuck... just go away already" she mumbled under her breath as she walked deeper into the shadow. The sparks on her body illuminated the air around her. Teal orbs shut as tears started to build up in her eyes. Fuck this! Being told to be nice was not worth magic. She knew how to act it when she had to, but the thought of a good deed made her want to vomit. If Akriel had this trial, he would be set. When crimson stained eyes opened again, there was a glowing man standing in front of her. His body was so different from anything she had ever seen. Gold sparks started to jump from her back as her dual tones hooves came to a halt. Her masked face tilted to the side. Her banded muzzle wanted to reach out and touch his odd skin, but she didn't. Instead, she stood in amazement. "Hello, I am Castiella. Is this your home?" She was not sure how to react to the man. Castiella was not scared one little bit. Blood colored wings relaxed at her sides. Black liquid oozed from the wound on her chest. Soon black flowers started to sprout next to her rose colored hooves; some even started growing on her legs. This man... he was going to be a FUN experience.

@Nostromo

table code by tamme