Posts by PsychoSaeko

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    Stitches skipped through the quite, seemingly empty woods, her long, thick hair bouncing with each step she took. As she walked she hummed a soft, melodic tune that sounded like a haunting lullaby, and her eyes darted around, taking in every detail of her surroundings. At her side a giant, gleaming sewing needle swung back and forth, glinting ominously every time it caught moonlight shining through the trees.

    As Stitches reached the edge of the forest she heard music pounding from a house just a few streets down, and instantly new that a party was going on. "Oooh, what fun," she whispered to herself in a high, musical voice. Without even thinking about it, she turned in the direction of the house and started walking.

    As Stitches came closer and closer to the house she could no longer hold in her excitement and let out an inhuman shriek of laughter that seemed amplified by the darkness of night. When she came to a stop at the front door, she peered in a window to see what she had to work with. Spotting the grey-skinned, busty girl currently covered in what looked like human intestines through the dirty glass, Stitches gleeful expression quickly turned into one of surprise and frustration. This was supposed to be her party! Letting out an indignant puff of air, she pushed the door open with more force than necessary, and stood glaring at the blood covered woman as the resounding crash of the door hitting the wall echoed around them.


    OOC: Is it okay that I had my character go where yours was Veru? If not I can delete this post and you can pretend I didn't post it at all!

    Stitches continued to glare at the girl until she could longer handle being so serious, and doubled over laughing, the giant needle she was holding plunging into her stomach as she did so. While any normal person would have screamed in agony at this, Stitches just laughed harder, bloody tears leaking from her eyes as she did so. "Lessons? But those are so dreadfully boring! I hope it's at least an interactive sessions, because people learn best when they actually partake in the subject being taught." Eyes darting down to take in the blood soaked human lying on the floor, she let out a pleased, girly little giggles. "It appears that you are giving them a hands-on experience! This might actually be fun! But no, I haven't been sent. I'm what you could call more of a 'lone ranger', or in my case I suppose it I would more of a 'lone doll'!" More laughter erupted from her at this horrible joke, and she had to reach out and steady herself to keep from falling to the floor.


    OOC: Thank you!:D

    Stitches' nose wrinkled up at the words 'common sense' as if she had seen or smelt some horrible. "Who needs common sense? The world is much more fun when you don't worry or care about anything! Things like common sense only get in the way!" As Stitches neared the end of her sentence her voice was swallowed up by yet another fit of unstable giggles that shook her whole body. Taking a deep breath to calm and center herself, she looked up at the annoyed looking whatever she was with wide, tear filled eyes. "Why are you frowning at me?" she said in a deeply hurt voice, her entire demeanor changing from one of complete and total joy, to one of heart wrenching sadness. "Did I do something wrong?" Tears welled up in her eyes and began to spill with abandon down her cheeks. Reaching up, she touched one of the dark red, watery streaks and looked at the shinning crimson liquid now dotting her dainty fingers. "Look what you made me do," she whispered in a soft, menacing voice. "You made me cry and ruin my pretty face with this filth!" She shrieked suddenly, obviously having forgotten that she had already been crying with laughter moments before.



    OOC: That would be great! I'm pretty much winging it too, so it would be nice to work out some kind of direction!X3

    OOC: Thank you!


    IC: Stitches frowned at her as if trying, and failing, to comprehend what she said, completely ignoring her offered hand. "Insane?" She began, her words spoken in a slow, deliberate tone as if she were trying to figure out what she wanted to say as she said it. "I'm not insane. That's kind of a rude thing to call someone you know." Keeping up her frown, she pulled out the needle still protruding from her abdomen, not once making a sound or motion to indicate it was painful, or even annoying. "You have really bad manners. You should work on that." When she finished speaking she looked around the room calmly, as if she hadn't just had a mental meltdown.

    Stitches' had to tilt her head back to look at the bold girl full in the face for the first time, as she was so much shorter, and when their eyes met she gave her a sickly sweet smile. "You have a rather self-important personality, don't you? Not a very attractive trait in a lady."