by major tom » Mon Jan 11, 2010 5:25 am
Sora didn't want to open her eyes. If she did, she wouldn't be able to close them again. Images... Frightening images consisting of blood, death, gore. She visibly winced as her overactive imagination took over so that she was now watching terrible scenes beneath her eyelids. She saw her own entrails littering the ground. Some of them began to writhe and twist and mutate, their gory figures spewing the ground with blood and tears. They contorted and malformed, somehow moving towards an oddly human-shaped bloody mass that was wrecked beyond repair. The entrails continued to writhe towards the screaming, somehow living being bathed in blood. Herself. Sora's chest was torn wide open. Well, it didn't quite look like one, but it had to be due to the human heart pumping blood out of her body, forming a pool of blood. There seemed to be an endless flow of blood. Soon enough there was a large ocean of entrails, blood, and nightmares. Sora started to scream, but she was dragged under, never to be seen again. She didn't know she was shaking violently on the floor of an empty compartment of the Hogwarts express.
((xD It seems that everytime I use the name 'Sora' in an RP, something bad always happens to her. You do know what ''entrails'' mean, don't you?))
My name is Tiger, and your name is not Tiger, and I'm here to make you think about death and get sad and stuff. A few of my interests include science fiction, video games, comic books, girl bands, wearing too much eye makeup, and dismantling the patriarchy. My preferred required pronouns are they/them/their.