It was amazing how many people could fit into a movie theater. It smelled like bleach and butter, and was neither hot nor cool. The angel believed this place to be very luxurious. It was like he was taking a trip to the future, or something to a similar magnitude. He smiled blithely as he looked around. His hand was lightly tugged by Bel, and he knew to keep up his pace. There were just so many things to admire and observe! The floors had a very shiny, checkered pattern on them. Harp caught a few small children trying to jump from square to square, as if they were playing a game. Humans were very interesting. The angel also saw many humans consuming a light yellow, puffy snack. There was a bright neon sign that read 'POPCORN' and he had to assume that was what it was.
As they continued to walk deeper into the theater, Harp noticed Bel suddenly stop. "Hm?" Was something the matter? As the angel realized Bel was looking at something, he too decided to stare. Perhaps he wanted to be like the demon a bit, but he also didn't really know what else to do. If he did something strange like comment about a neon sign, then he would stick out like a sore thumb to the countless humans around him. It would be better just to follow Bel's lead. As he chewed the insides of his teeth, he angel though dryly, 'Don't be a ninny...' It appeared he was looking at pictures of some kind. Smiling slightly, Harp decided to look around at the sharp and exciting scenes.
There were many posters lines on that far wall, and many were much bigger and more eye-catching and noticeable than the 'Hellfactory' advertisement. There was a poster of a young girl who had a single hand that was curled around the stick of a candied apple. It looked delicious, all smothered in thick sugary syrup! She was a simple schoolchild, and the poster seemed innocent enough; she was smiling brightly and held the treat to her mouth. However, in the background, were those disembodied heads the angel spotted? What in the world was going on here? Letting out a hum of confusion, the cupid searched the poster for more suspicious things. for one thing, the title 'Naughty Nattie' was scrawled in out-of-place messy letters. It was then he noticed that the 'syrup' on the apple was actually blood. And the 'apple' was the head of a young boy. Letting out a shout in surprise, Harp stumbled backwards in shock, bumping into a couple behind him in the process. After quickly apologizing, he began to examine the other posters.
There was one about a couple kissing passionately as a man with a serious bullet wound keeled over in the backdrop. In another, a man was being ripped apart by small, elvish creatures. The angel was horrified. "What kind of world is this...?" He then turned to Bel as he spoke of a poster on the far side. It was smaller than the others, but to his pleasant surprise, didn't seem to evil or dubious at first glance. It looked like a cute little scene where some people were taking an evening stroll through a snowy forest with their pet dog. How serene! How calm! How absolutely charming! "Oh, yeah! Totally!" The angel quickly agreed, more in relief than anything else.
It was an empty promise, because Harp knew that in a few days, his arrow would wear off and he would be running for his life. As he ushered the demon to the ticket booth and then examined the tiny piece of paper, Harp decided to follow the current of people. There were many rooms, and the rooms were only labeled by bright lettered signs. "Oh, lookie, that one says 'Wolfprint'! C'mon, Bel, let's gooo!" He sang as he tried to rush into the theater room like a rabid superfan.
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Pacific Standard Time. And I'm busy with a school project atm.
Yup. T^T Can't wait... must beat... those Japanese...
KK. What did you think about my take on hydras? :3
Is Path a corpse or in a crystal?
I just really want X. TT^TT
I hope you realize they are far from over!!!
Taking advantage of Ferrum's hesitation, Charon once more spread his wings and appeared before the metal dragon. He took the other's hands in his own. He was lust. As far as the hydra went, he was pretty much the only ones whom could make others feel so... horny. At least, by a poison. His aphrodisiacs were the best! Excluding Edge, he didn't know of anyone that was immune to them.
"Relax... Let me take real good care of you, you sexy beast." Charon whispered directly into the other's ear as he tried to tug he gun free. "It'll feel really good, I promise."
Edge squeaked as he was pushed away, and started to cry in spite of himself. So that was it. Path didn't love him, either. Violet eyes narrowed at the white dragon's request. The hydra was about to respond to the glowing male, but was interrupted by none other than Beelzebub. If Edge knew what was going to happen, he never would have allowed it. It all felt like a nightmare.
Edge wanted to go back to the warm days he shared with his Path-Path...
Eyes widening as the crystal began to flower around his mate, Edge got as close as he could. He wasn't angry with Bel. Edge should have been the one to protect him. At Path's last words, Edge began to sob bitterly. "It would have worked out! It would! It would! I love you so much..." Path's words began to way at him.
Never would have worked out...
Edge began to feel a throbbing in his chest, and he knew his heart was breaking. "Damn!" He screamed, the shout echoing all throughout the maze. He reached out to break a piece from Path's prison. "I was never lying about loving you, Path." He chuckled bitterly as he was about to die. His tears began to mingle with the blue blood on he floor. It dilated it, and made it lighter.
How did it turn out this way...?
Edge was nothing but a human when he met Path. By then, the dragon was eating mutants and Edge was hated. He was hated when they met, and hated when they had to say farewell. He coughed painfully. His time... was almost up.
Skylark smiled. "What did you hear, boy?" He asked joyously before his eyes widened in terror. He heard his Daddy's scream. And it horrified him. "DADDY!" He wailed, before screaming. "Leo, take US there NOWWWWWWWW!"
"Relax... Let me take real good care of you, you sexy beast." Charon whispered directly into the other's ear as he tried to tug he gun free. "It'll feel really good, I promise."
Edge squeaked as he was pushed away, and started to cry in spite of himself. So that was it. Path didn't love him, either. Violet eyes narrowed at the white dragon's request. The hydra was about to respond to the glowing male, but was interrupted by none other than Beelzebub. If Edge knew what was going to happen, he never would have allowed it. It all felt like a nightmare.
Edge wanted to go back to the warm days he shared with his Path-Path...
Eyes widening as the crystal began to flower around his mate, Edge got as close as he could. He wasn't angry with Bel. Edge should have been the one to protect him. At Path's last words, Edge began to sob bitterly. "It would have worked out! It would! It would! I love you so much..." Path's words began to way at him.
Never would have worked out...
Edge began to feel a throbbing in his chest, and he knew his heart was breaking. "Damn!" He screamed, the shout echoing all throughout the maze. He reached out to break a piece from Path's prison. "I was never lying about loving you, Path." He chuckled bitterly as he was about to die. His tears began to mingle with the blue blood on he floor. It dilated it, and made it lighter.
How did it turn out this way...?
Edge was nothing but a human when he met Path. By then, the dragon was eating mutants and Edge was hated. He was hated when they met, and hated when they had to say farewell. He coughed painfully. His time... was almost up.
Skylark smiled. "What did you hear, boy?" He asked joyously before his eyes widened in terror. He heard his Daddy's scream. And it horrified him. "DADDY!" He wailed, before screaming. "Leo, take US there NOWWWWWWWW!"
This is OUR RP. Play him however you want, though if you have writer's block I'll be happy to brainstorm with you! As me as your partner, never be afraid of me leaving or pointing out your mistakes. Believe me, I'm really patient.
It was so hard to keep calm when his only source of light began to diminish. Though he hated the phoenix, he needed the light. As Asbel began to fall into slumber, his light began to dim and Frey gritted his teeth. He had no other choice than to try to keep himself up. But it was futile. In no time at all, Frey was locked in yet another nightmare.
It always felt so real. Never did he think for one moment that it was all a dream until he woke. It was different all the time, but it was always dark and shadowy. This time, he was running at full speed from something. It wasn't visible to him until it caught up.
Frey began to pant, his sleeping form twitching as tears fell. He looked like something was tormenting him and curled over. This was usually the time he would curl up into his pillow. His sleeping form reached for te closest thing, which happened to be Asbel. The cursed Prince hugged his nemisis while he was being trapped by monsters.
It always felt so real. Never did he think for one moment that it was all a dream until he woke. It was different all the time, but it was always dark and shadowy. This time, he was running at full speed from something. It wasn't visible to him until it caught up.
Frey began to pant, his sleeping form twitching as tears fell. He looked like something was tormenting him and curled over. This was usually the time he would curl up into his pillow. His sleeping form reached for te closest thing, which happened to be Asbel. The cursed Prince hugged his nemisis while he was being trapped by monsters.
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