No {Destenation}
Jun 27, 2014 14:54:41 GMT -5
Post by d11a tsiuri dermott ☕ minie on Jun 27, 2014 14:54:41 GMT -5
Future Stine
3 | 17 | female | Rachel Lehnen
[presto]
Damn it, where are those two? I have been wondering around in this dry piece of land for a while, with no success of finding my two arena-puppets. I got out of the bloodbath, with people attacking me from all corners. I was bleeding in some spaces and my body hurt like hell. Every step I took, I winced a little. This was definitely not what I expected. I thought that I would come out without a single scratch on my body. Instead I was limping and scratched and gashed everywhere. Sweat was dripping down my face, it was extremely hot here, and I don’t I know where I am going.
The desert seemed to stretch for miles, everywhere I turned there was sand and some cow skulls. I walked slowly, and kicked the dust in front of me rather bored. There was no one else to be seen here. I haven’t seen a soul since the bloodbath, but that went so fast. All I saw was blurs, blurs attacking me, blurs dying, blurs running. To others, I might have been one of those blurs. I could have been a nobody that died in the bloodbath. I almost meant nothing, my death almost meant nothing. When I left, I heard the canons go off. All I did was pray that one of them was Cadman. Damn did I want him to die, just to .be gone with him and to never see his stupid face again!
In the far distance, I could see a small crack in the sandy ground. It split the ground in too, and from far away I could make out a small blue color. It was water, but it was far away, and I had no place to keep it in. I figured that since the bloodbath, a lot of people wanted me dead. I was not even going to let myself be killed by that Sonja girl. If I am going to die, it will be my way the way I want to die. Of course I don’t want to die, and really I am not in the mood to do the killing myself that is why I have my lovely puppets for. They are my weapons. And as their queen, without any servants, I decide to hide.
[Future receives Backpack from sponsorship]
[Future receives Knife from sponsorship]
[Future receives Canteen (empty) From Sponsorship]
[Future is using Camo station]
[/presto]
Damn it, where are those two? I have been wondering around in this dry piece of land for a while, with no success of finding my two arena-puppets. I got out of the bloodbath, with people attacking me from all corners. I was bleeding in some spaces and my body hurt like hell. Every step I took, I winced a little. This was definitely not what I expected. I thought that I would come out without a single scratch on my body. Instead I was limping and scratched and gashed everywhere. Sweat was dripping down my face, it was extremely hot here, and I don’t I know where I am going.
The desert seemed to stretch for miles, everywhere I turned there was sand and some cow skulls. I walked slowly, and kicked the dust in front of me rather bored. There was no one else to be seen here. I haven’t seen a soul since the bloodbath, but that went so fast. All I saw was blurs, blurs attacking me, blurs dying, blurs running. To others, I might have been one of those blurs. I could have been a nobody that died in the bloodbath. I almost meant nothing, my death almost meant nothing. When I left, I heard the canons go off. All I did was pray that one of them was Cadman. Damn did I want him to die, just to .be gone with him and to never see his stupid face again!
In the far distance, I could see a small crack in the sandy ground. It split the ground in too, and from far away I could make out a small blue color. It was water, but it was far away, and I had no place to keep it in. I figured that since the bloodbath, a lot of people wanted me dead. I was not even going to let myself be killed by that Sonja girl. If I am going to die, it will be my way the way I want to die. Of course I don’t want to die, and really I am not in the mood to do the killing myself that is why I have my lovely puppets for. They are my weapons. And as their queen, without any servants, I decide to hide.
[Future receives Backpack from sponsorship]
[Future receives Knife from sponsorship]
[Future receives Canteen (empty) From Sponsorship]
[Future is using Camo station]
[/presto]
Table: Credit to anzie
