Raegami wrote:Name: Laancaster
Gender: Male
Zodiak sign: Leo
Personality trait: i used a story to portray it - five word persona ; 'i beg your pardon?'Everyone was staring, staring at me like I was nothing. Meaningless. Void. I opened my eyes to everyone staring. I growled to myself. I was a God. Couldn't they see? Everyone was making a fool of me. Chattering about me going crazy. It was them, it was all them. I looked around my galleria. The music was playing, everything was fine. And yet I had this feeling that everyone was becoming annoyed, crazed even. I couldn't stand this. Couldn't stand it. My tail flicked. I was dressed in my robes. I was to be treated like a God. No matter. My subjects would bow.
When I announced this, they laughed. They laughed at me. I was in control, I was the boss. And yet the laughed. Like I was playing a joke. Everything was so crazy. I coincided. I growled. They weren't listening. Not one bit. My eyes narrowed. I'd make them listen. They'd all listen. My eyes met the sky. I felt funny. Closing my eyes I remembered something. Something important. My childhood. Everyone was laughing at me. Making fun of me. They hated me. I was a joke. My body shook. I remember hiding and sobbing. My parents told me I was special. And I became a joke. They lied. They lied to me. I never went home that night.
I stayed In the woods. There was no one to pick on me. No one to talk to. And it felt good. silence helped me. Warped me. I told myself I was the ruler of my own kingdom. My own private little place. When I told everyone. They laughed once more. I was shortsighted. I missed something. These people that I call friends? No more. I wasn't to listen anymore. I would put a stop to this. And I did. I ruled that day, I ruled now, and I'll rule then. I'll rule like a God. Like Laan.
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