Posts by WretchedAndDivine

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    Andy tried to press her fur into his side, having nothing else more to say. Sometimes she didn't know what to do, but she tried. Something was up, but if he didn't want to talk about it, that was fine. "Sleep forever now, my darling. I won't dwell on Heaven's Calling." she murmured under her breath, loud enough for only him yo hear.


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    Although Andy liked the idea, she instead shook her head. Many people who hurt couldn't trust enough to say anything. She instead reached them through something that perhaps meant a lot to them - music. They suffered in silence until they could find a way to release their problems, destructively or not.


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    Andy had never been this angry. Never had she been so destructive. Blood dripped from her mouth, tears leaked from narrow eyes. Her blue optics were ablaze with hatred. Blood seeped from between her claws, oozing due to the pressure of her talons in the ground.Heaving chest begging for air through shallow breaths, she started at something that she clearly disliked: her reflection in a broken mirror.


    To those watching, it would be an unexpected shock. Misfit would walk up to the mirror, face emotionless. She stopped in front of the looking glass, then sitting on her back haunches, she raised her forepaw and slammed them into the mirror. The sound of breaking glass would follow, shards of the mirror cutting into her pads and between her claws. The force of the blow knocked the mirror down, and it landed on its back.


    Was she possessed? She wasn't sure. "Fuck you." she'd mutter furiously through clenched teeth. And that's where she would stay, crying silently as she glared at her reflection.


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    Misfit limped forward, her feet still a bit sore from her 'episode.' "Gun," she said softly, coming to a halt. "That's a watermelon." It was a stupid and simple remark but she didn't feel like anything else.


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    She was amazed at his voice. "That was, uh, amazing." she grinned, searching for something for herself to scream. "Well, a deal's a deal so here goes nothing-
    GENTLY REST YOUR WEARY HEAD
    WHAT YOU LIVED FOR NOW IS DEAD
    GOODNIGHT, GOODBYE
    A SOUL SURRENDER!"

    A bit of Beautiful Remains was good right?


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    Andy would drop her gaze as she smiled and laughed in thanks. It had taken her ages to get a decent screaming voice. "Thanks, you were cool too."


    //a) I keep seeing the words in your siggy and my mind goes 'save me from the darkest places, save me from myself.' hnng references
    b) You need a new plot/heartchart thread for Gun lmao


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    Misfit ignored them, walking away silently. She limped a bit due to her wounded feet, but she didn't seem to acknowledge her pain. Seemingly oblivious to their concerned tones, she hunched her shoulder 're and lowered her head. Can you pick up all the pieces of the broken generation? she thought, flattening her ears to her head.


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    Andy slid in at the back, giving him a questioning glance through wide eyes. His pain seemed to be hurting her as well. Seeing him in such emotional pain sent a piercing stab of heartache through her chest. She'd do what she could to help, but she feared she just wasn't enough. However, she didn't dare crowd him. If he wanted to tell her, he would. But his suffering couldn't be carried alone.


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    Andy bounded forward, narrowing her eyes. Much had happened, and quite frankly she felt like shit and looked like hell. "Here, Feliks."


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