Posts by isbg2003

Leila purred, watching them both, her icy eyes staring out of the shadows, surveying the surroundings. Sliding out of the shadows, a smirk displayed itself on her beautiful face. A small series of bleached bones, each carved with different scenes, had been pinned through the side of one ear, and it glowed in the dim light.

"It's fine.. I guess." Delilah looked up at Mercutio, no glee showing on her face except for that faint smirk. "Are you?" Her eyes looked tortured, but they almost always did, so it didn't matter.

Aww, thanks! It was just a quick little thing I made.

"Actually, if pokemon get hurt too much, they can and will." Cora replied, sighing. "Look, we need to find out a plan." Tysphlosion burned the tip of a stick, and Cora took out her Frosslass, who froze it while it was burning hot. The water melted, making the stick softer. Cora molded the tips into a point, and Frosslass froze the tip. Cora quickly took a flat stone, dipping it in ink from Oran berries, she looked up. "Any ideas?"

"Oh." Leila purred, siting down and licking a paw. "I could eat. We would have to find a cat, maybe one is wandering around at this instant." Icy irises flickered up and met a pair of god's eyes. Her voice slid out, smooth and rich, like honey that melted into thin air. "Although, with cats like these, the Death Pride won't perish easily." She added, moving onto the other paw.

A tinge of pink came to Delilah's cheeks. "Thank you, Mercutio." Her eyes were slightly less pained now, the deep green orbs shining.

Julia almost tripped down the stairs, she was nervous. Her long red gown set off her icy eyes, and she didn't feel comfortable without a weapon. Her mask was deep scarlet, and she almost fell into Gabby. "Sorry." She murmured.

Bump--

Lilacfeather looked at Happystar. "Who else?" She asked, looking around.

"Told ya." Cora said, sketching out a diagram. Noctowl had seen a Haunter listening, and had made him say who he worked for. When he said Gothorita, Noctowl had questioned him further until he admitted she was working with Darkrai. After Noctowl had translated it to her Pokedex, Cora had started sketching.

OOC: Oh gosh. I have a goood power.

Delilah stared at Mercutio for a moment, studying him intently, taking in the details of his face. She then looked away jerkily, her hands pushed against the chair. "I have to go." Getting up and wading through the crowd, she pushed open a door and stepped out. It was getting dark, and stars sprinkled across a dim sky. Delilah kept on moving forward, soon silent tears streaming down her face, and eyes not torn with pain, but blazing with fury. A random car passed by. The driver jerked to a stop and got out, hitting himself until he fell back and got into the car. Lila cooled down, sitting down on the grass and running her fingers through it, listening to the crickets.

Cora looked up. "Darkrai did it." She drew a circle around the word Darkrai. "Noctowl said so."

-blush- I have a bad life.

OOC: Oh, she is not cheerful.

"Okay!" Mikkie smiled. Inside, she wanted to run, but she was curious.

Well, that quick thing was only some skip of reality that I took from the top of my mind. If I had put my heart and soul into that post of bleak nothingness, it would show a blank, black and white life of despair and sadness on many levels. It would show me from serenity to chaos, from the blankness of erasing myself to the noisy highway of thoughts we humans call our brains. I can show you something I will put my efforts into, because that was a summary of despair.
My life is bad because of a lack of sunlight. Of happiness.
I wouldn't be able to write a book of my own meanderings, even if I decided to write one.
Because my bad life is simply something waiting for something else, but that something else will never come.

"It wasn't from a long time ago. Darkrai was baited. Promised power. Control. I know this. You remember, the legends gave me blessings. All except for Darkrai." Cora corrected, lifting up the stone.

Delilah walked over, laughing. "I saw it all." She had heard, too. "Also, Belsario, Thor is a god. The day of the week, Thursday, was named after him."

"Two red things, looked like aliens, skin was tight against muscle, had black switchblades coming out of their heads, elbows, and ankles. Demons." Mikkie confirmed.

My character is a blonde. She needs a girly outfit, sparkles, ruffles, white and pink. Boots, please, and a hairbow.

Delilah raised an eyebrow. "Gee." Her emerald eyes were twinkling now, her mouth forming a happy grin, even with murder. That was just... Delilah. Illusions of light and white twinkling, rays almost erupted from her, spreading around her like an orb. It almost flooded out, but didn't.
Delilah herself had no control over this, the light had simply come, brightening everything in sight and surrounding her cheerfully, while she smiled, looking at everyone. Her happy face looked so different from her usual solemn frown and raging eyes. It reassembled a younger Delilah, lost in a happy world, not with the burden of insanity, but with the giddy joy of ecstasy.

Hey, at least I'm alive.

Delilah then left, slightly forlorn. She sat on a couch in the main hall, not noticing what was right in front of her.

Julia came down, staring at everything. But also failing to notice the monster.

It was big. Kinda. Had blood-red eyes, fangs. It was a snake. Black scales. Blood seeped out from under them. Yet somehow everybody's eyes did not notice it. Maybe because their brains could not comprehend it.
Nevertheless, it was there. About to strike.