“We all know about those days when criminals break lose at the most unexpected times. We all know about those crazy, insane, sometimes even psychotic people, that have the tendency to kill off many innocent beings for no apparent reason. But this woman…is no different.”
“She started off her childhood at a rough pace. She was a murderous demon, trapped in the soul of an innocent woman of age nineteen. Many spirits beyond the grave never understood the reason why they were killed off. She caused others to commit suicide, 或者 die of a broken heart.”
“She was known as the ‘Undead Fugitive’. The reason? She was never killed off 由 any sort of policemen. She stayed alive, thanks to a special charm that stood on her hat. Nobody knew of it’s presence, 或者 it’s 邪恶力量 ability. Only the feline herself had.”
“Her name… was Estelle Potter.”
I awoke from my slumber, dreaming of the most devious things--the lovely shrieks of many citizens, the gushing blood staining their body, the carpets, the walls, and the most important; I dreamt of vengeance. Vengeance on all those slime-bags that treated my family like a piece of dirt. They deserved it--but my family never even mattered to me, anyway.
I got up and looked out the window--the sky was still the mysterious color of indigo. Many windows from numerous skyscrapers glowed of genuine light--others drained 由 darkness.
“Enjoy your restless sleep, 你 disgusting, filthy creatures,” I murmured to myself, smirking. “You’ll be sleeping for an eternity on the following day.” I closed the blinds and walked away. I tried to wear off all the dreadful flashbacks of killing off my own family:
My self-centered father, who really didn’t care about anybody, especially his wife 或者 children, but his narcissistic self.
My brain-dead mother, who was always confused and moronic about many different things.
My backstabbing brother, who would 鼠, 大鼠 on me for anything I did, without promises.
The only person I cared for in my family, was my sister, Kalla. She was as sweet as the many grains of sugar--as humorous as a comedian on stage, but most of all--as caring, as a true family would be. But of course she’s dead. My idiotic brother and his little group of assassins killed her off. She’s gone forever. Now my world is completely dark. Shooting Zak was the best thing I ever did--no regrets, of course.
The only thing that I still have in my life, undamaged, is my precious sword. Made of pure glass, but can make a pretty deep blow. The glorious weapon is bordered 由 the smallest pieces of diamonds, tribal markings engraved in the center. It’s the only item I still hold in my grasp. Stains of blood always covered it, but with a simple wipe, it is as clean as a whistle.
I walked out of the door of my very own bedroom, into the hallway. I pressed a switch, and a glowing light flickered for a few minutes. I thought about the 下一个 victim I could get my sinister little hands on; I started thinking with my eyes closed, and then had them snap right open--I could go ahead and kill that idiotic dirt bag, Ferricus--Ferricus Von Cleave. That obnoxious, snobby little leech. He made my entire family’s blood boil. He always made fun of us back then, when we haven’t a cent to spend. I still remembered his little smart-alec quote as he put his fingers through a wad of cash:
“You might as well drop dead than be as rich as me--You’ll never earn a single cent, no, not even a dollar.”
And with a smirk, he’d walk away, waving that bunch of cash. This angered Kalla. She forced herself to get a job to give all of us money, even at a young age.
Ferricus is now bankrupt. He is living on the lonely streets, wearing nothing but some ripped clothing, living in an open box. He had a negative reputation around the city, so nobody dared to give him any food, cash, 或者 even shelter. It seems that Karma finally got to him.
I picked up a soaking rag and wiped the blade of my lovely sword, then walked out the door, preparing to give him a taste of his own medicine.
“She started off her childhood at a rough pace. She was a murderous demon, trapped in the soul of an innocent woman of age nineteen. Many spirits beyond the grave never understood the reason why they were killed off. She caused others to commit suicide, 或者 die of a broken heart.”
“She was known as the ‘Undead Fugitive’. The reason? She was never killed off 由 any sort of policemen. She stayed alive, thanks to a special charm that stood on her hat. Nobody knew of it’s presence, 或者 it’s 邪恶力量 ability. Only the feline herself had.”
“Her name… was Estelle Potter.”
I awoke from my slumber, dreaming of the most devious things--the lovely shrieks of many citizens, the gushing blood staining their body, the carpets, the walls, and the most important; I dreamt of vengeance. Vengeance on all those slime-bags that treated my family like a piece of dirt. They deserved it--but my family never even mattered to me, anyway.
I got up and looked out the window--the sky was still the mysterious color of indigo. Many windows from numerous skyscrapers glowed of genuine light--others drained 由 darkness.
“Enjoy your restless sleep, 你 disgusting, filthy creatures,” I murmured to myself, smirking. “You’ll be sleeping for an eternity on the following day.” I closed the blinds and walked away. I tried to wear off all the dreadful flashbacks of killing off my own family:
My self-centered father, who really didn’t care about anybody, especially his wife 或者 children, but his narcissistic self.
My brain-dead mother, who was always confused and moronic about many different things.
My backstabbing brother, who would 鼠, 大鼠 on me for anything I did, without promises.
The only person I cared for in my family, was my sister, Kalla. She was as sweet as the many grains of sugar--as humorous as a comedian on stage, but most of all--as caring, as a true family would be. But of course she’s dead. My idiotic brother and his little group of assassins killed her off. She’s gone forever. Now my world is completely dark. Shooting Zak was the best thing I ever did--no regrets, of course.
The only thing that I still have in my life, undamaged, is my precious sword. Made of pure glass, but can make a pretty deep blow. The glorious weapon is bordered 由 the smallest pieces of diamonds, tribal markings engraved in the center. It’s the only item I still hold in my grasp. Stains of blood always covered it, but with a simple wipe, it is as clean as a whistle.
I walked out of the door of my very own bedroom, into the hallway. I pressed a switch, and a glowing light flickered for a few minutes. I thought about the 下一个 victim I could get my sinister little hands on; I started thinking with my eyes closed, and then had them snap right open--I could go ahead and kill that idiotic dirt bag, Ferricus--Ferricus Von Cleave. That obnoxious, snobby little leech. He made my entire family’s blood boil. He always made fun of us back then, when we haven’t a cent to spend. I still remembered his little smart-alec quote as he put his fingers through a wad of cash:
“You might as well drop dead than be as rich as me--You’ll never earn a single cent, no, not even a dollar.”
And with a smirk, he’d walk away, waving that bunch of cash. This angered Kalla. She forced herself to get a job to give all of us money, even at a young age.
Ferricus is now bankrupt. He is living on the lonely streets, wearing nothing but some ripped clothing, living in an open box. He had a negative reputation around the city, so nobody dared to give him any food, cash, 或者 even shelter. It seems that Karma finally got to him.
I picked up a soaking rag and wiped the blade of my lovely sword, then walked out the door, preparing to give him a taste of his own medicine.
翠, 翡翠 stoore out the window and sighed. "What I wouldn't do to be free, away from all of this..." she whispered to herself. She was looking at the ocean, forest and plains that were nearby. "Milady..." 翠, 翡翠 turned around swiftly. "Keith, whats wrong? 你 look like 你 haven't slept for days."Keith was human, he was also one of the messengers from a nearby palace called Millicion. "Y-yes.., its true... but 你 do not need to freet over me milady." Keith reached into his pocket and pulled out a crumpled paper. He read aloud,
"Dearest Emerald,
We invite 你 to our royal ball at Millicon palace at 8pm. Lords will be awating for you.
Yours truly,
King Dixion
King of Millicon"
The words ringed in her ears. "Hehe, tell the king I'll be there... but I already know whats happening." Keith raised his brow. "He wants me to marry... we all know thats not going to happen." Keith bowed, and left.
"Dearest Emerald,
We invite 你 to our royal ball at Millicon palace at 8pm. Lords will be awating for you.
Yours truly,
King Dixion
King of Millicon"
The words ringed in her ears. "Hehe, tell the king I'll be there... but I already know whats happening." Keith raised his brow. "He wants me to marry... we all know thats not going to happen." Keith bowed, and left.
BLACK 心 LYRICS
Been in the darkness long enough
People say I've been 表演 too tough
Trying to stay low
Living on a cup of Joe
Cause I'm just a black 心 (repeated 3 times)
Somebody left a note
Saying that I've been so bad
I thought It was a joke
My mom was so sad that she left my dad
Cause I'm just a black 心 (repeated 3 times)
Living on the lamb
The perfect place for a grown man
Darkness rests in my hand
With no demands......
Cause I'm its ruler! (Repeated 2 times)
Being like The old devil
I feel like I've been leveled
On the 666th floor
With no doors to escape the
DARKNESS!!!
Cause I'm just a really really rotten black heart!
Been in the darkness long enough
People say I've been 表演 too tough
Trying to stay low
Living on a cup of Joe
Cause I'm just a black 心 (repeated 3 times)
Somebody left a note
Saying that I've been so bad
I thought It was a joke
My mom was so sad that she left my dad
Cause I'm just a black 心 (repeated 3 times)
Living on the lamb
The perfect place for a grown man
Darkness rests in my hand
With no demands......
Cause I'm its ruler! (Repeated 2 times)
Being like The old devil
I feel like I've been leveled
On the 666th floor
With no doors to escape the
DARKNESS!!!
Cause I'm just a really really rotten black heart!
I got my time to sit down and do this today! Even though I 说 tomorrow. For Rachel.
Gender: male
Name:Cooper (His agent name is Jenkins)
Age 20 turning 21 soon
Height 3.3
Weight: I'm not very good with weight so a healthy weight good for acrobatics ( for 20 年 olds)
Powers: Can slow time but not for long. He can use chaos and that let's him do it longer but he doesn't know that.
Weapons he carries a sniper on his back
Abilities. Really good acrobat and using his sniper.
Species: Wolf
Appearance: his eyes are green, his hair is messy but doesn't go down (not like sonic's) including 狼 like ears and two
black stripes over his cheek. Brown fur. He wears no clothes. (Only hanging his sniper over is right shoulder) he is a left handed person
But he has a furry chest that's quit similar to his 毛皮 colour but a whiter. Wears shadow like shoes just re coloured (your choice)
If it's not enough I'll write a backstory and tell me what I missed out.
Gender: male
Name:Cooper (His agent name is Jenkins)
Age 20 turning 21 soon
Height 3.3
Weight: I'm not very good with weight so a healthy weight good for acrobatics ( for 20 年 olds)
Powers: Can slow time but not for long. He can use chaos and that let's him do it longer but he doesn't know that.
Weapons he carries a sniper on his back
Abilities. Really good acrobat and using his sniper.
Species: Wolf
Appearance: his eyes are green, his hair is messy but doesn't go down (not like sonic's) including 狼 like ears and two
black stripes over his cheek. Brown fur. He wears no clothes. (Only hanging his sniper over is right shoulder) he is a left handed person
But he has a furry chest that's quit similar to his 毛皮 colour but a whiter. Wears shadow like shoes just re coloured (your choice)
If it's not enough I'll write a backstory and tell me what I missed out.