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[Starbaby]

є мєяу к ηιgнт

In my past, bittersweet;
There's no love between the sheet
Taste the blood, broken dreams

Emery hung limp in the woman's arms as he was carried off to- well, he had no idea where they were headed, but he was in no state to care anyways. His head spun as he rested just beneath consciousness, hearing only slurred voices and the uneven crunches of something underfoot. His breathing was steady at least, no pain remained to hold him back from that, though had he not become so numb he knew he'd be holding his breath forever. Emery was hardly aware that the little light that was leaking through the tree tops had disappeared to be replaced by the flicker of gas lamps, and when his eyes blinked open he was sure he was dreaming. He didn't remember a cave of any sort, but it looked to be where he was judging by the rocky roof above his head. Emery's brown eyes glanced down to examine himself, craning his neck to see his shirt had been torn open. Strange. He couldn't remember any reason for that either. Without much control he put a hand against his chest, suddenly jolted awake by the soreness that was there. The shock had him sitting up, eyes jumping from place to place, taking in the bloodied rags and his own bruised body. This dream he'd woken into had just become a nightmare.

Emery felt like he was going to be sick and brought his arms around his sides in an attempt to hold it in. While he moved he realized there were two others there with him, wherever there was, and neither seemed in any situation like his own. So, immediately they became the ones to blame.

Lonely times indeed

(( @Iilyda That's fine by me.
@Trex I do believe Tesshin has free character(s)? Ember could find one of them?
And I do believe I'm waiting for Ylva Rane~ ))

[Shiko Hayashi]

(( Guys..... Black is free.... He's been free..... And he's in the city.... ))

[Peaches]

[ Mal is free too... since preposterous left >.<
Craos is in the demon world, i think(haven't finished his first post. Ack.. so many hw TxT)]

[Ylva Rane]

((Unfortunately, I cannot post at all this week. School has decided to ruin my life. I'm sorry, but I can't write until this weekend...hopefully. :'( ))

[Starbaby]

(( Aww D;
Well, that's okay. Sora can wait. ))

[Tianuki]

((Thanks Sora! Finally someone replied. *Hugs Sora* I'll PM Tesshin and ask about the free characters and I'll find one.))

[Dradogo]

((Trex, I don't mind RPing with your character. I have yet to make my first post, and I'm a little stuck with what to write. ^-^'))

[Shiko Hayashi]

This skin
It strangles me
Leaving me an empty shell
Struggling to breathe
And hang on
To a life
I never knew

Black nearly blended in with the crowd, allowing his demon powers to slip a little an keep him hidden from the eyes of man. But even as he walked, he felt a dark stir in his mind. He hesitated in the crowd, letting them walk around him as if he was nothing but air. He decided, that it probably had been his imagination. it couldn't have come back so soon. he continued walking, but was forced to a jagged halt as the dark whisper grew into a quiet voice. His heart suddenly was the only sound his ears, beating slowly, sluggishly. Slowing down.
He put his hands in his pockets and rushed to the nearest alley, his breath beginning to form in small pants as the whisper grew louder and stronger. He felt it as if a living thing was coiling around his mind, threatening to crush it under it's growing weight. He dug through the many inward pockets of coat, and finally, he found it. A medium length black vile. He tipped it open and a small black pill puddled into his hand. Their was a strange marking on it that was a blood red, and he swiftly popped it into his mouth, swallowing thickly.
The effect was almost immediate. That dark crawling thing slowly retreated back into it's invisible cage within his mind and he slumped with relief against the alley wall. He had not expected the madness to have come so quickly after taking his pill only a few short hours ago. But then he remembered shaman demon's words, those haunting words.
That madness's strength will increase. And one day, these pills will have to be taken once each 30 minutes. Pray for your life, human. Because then, that's all you will have.
He shuddered, remembering the shaman demon's high pitched laughter as he shot a hole through bit's head. He would rather die than have the madness take him.

[Solanum]

I can't escape myself
So many times I've lied
But there's still rage inside

A misty silver eye blinked open as the light filtered through the broken rafters of his current lodgings. It glanced around, taking in it's position, then woke the rest of the body. It was large and muscular, deliberately shaped like that of a velociraptor with all the flesh missing from the head, just a skull with a few tattered threads left. A long while ago he had studied the beasts, observing their hunting patterns and behaviour. They were fast and strong, but light and extremely lethal when it came to hunting, so he took their form, adjusting his own body to suit that lifestyle. But unlike the hollow boned dinosaur his appearance was based on, he wasn't small and didn't hunt in a pack. He was a lot larger, one and a half giraffes made his height and 7 men made his length, to put it simply... Although it wasn't herbivores he hunted, it was anything that moved... Though times have changed... He had only woken a year ago and he was still adjusting to the new world around him... The concrete jungle in all it's magnificence. Well, until he had broken free from his bonds and brought up all the paving... What were they going to do, sue him?
With a growl he raised himself to his feet, standing tall to look around, studying the area closely. All seemed normal, for him anyway, although there were sounds from the east that concerned him. Other, younger, demons more than likely... They were always up to mischief, although after beeing sedated for tens of thousands of years, he had no idea what this generation of demons were like. All he could do was hope that they were better than the younger generations in his time.

A growl echoed from deep inside his scaled body, reminding him that sleeping meant that he was hungry in the morning, or night, which ever it was... Not that it mattered to him what time of day it was... He would hunt anyway. The ground shook every so often as his feet shuffled along the ground, the feathers along his back flat down. He hadn't fully awaken yet, he just needed a hunt, a chase, anything to get him moving and the adrenaline pumping through his body.
His pupils dilated as a human jogged past, headphones blasting music into their ears. Before he could think clearly, he leapt in front of them. Of course the human tried to run the opposite direction, but his tail had curled round and blocked the exit. He laughed coldly, smiling as he played with his food, watching it run helplessly in his little trap. All fun must end sometime, his stomach reminded him of that. So he unhitched his jaw and sucked the flesh right from the human's body, it's skeleton dropping to the ground. Being in the heart of the city, there weren't many trees around, nor any type of greenery for that matter, so he smashed the skinless foot through the glass of a building and hung it there, pulling a hair from his mane and putting it between the big toe and the one next to it. He was back and he wanted everyone to know it.

So what if you can see the darkest side of me
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become

(( Terrible first post. Sorry it is late for me and Writers Block is eating me alive D: ))

[Iilyda]

Fizza "Widget" Ironside

~Hooked into machine~
I count all my blessings
I have friends in high places

Fizza was rather startled by the boy's sudden movement, and she caught him in the chest quite impulsively. After working with a lifetime of machines, it wasn't easy for her to be gentle. "Hey," she scolded, pushing him back down onto the pallet as tenderly as she could. "Lie back down. I won't have you puking all over my bed." Although she spoke curtly, there was a crooked smile on her lips. Her mouth bore the lines to tell that the smile seldom left. There were dark smudges under Widget's eyes, though she seemed no less lively for the lack of energy.

"Don't imagine you'd have much to puke up, though. When's the last time you ate?" Behind Fizza, her brother snorted and walked over to the work table, throwing himself into his sister's wheely chair. There was a device in his hands like a game boy, only armoured in bronze plating, and lengths of tubing and other bits and pieces stuck out from its sides. Widget seemed to be deliberately paying him no mind.

And I'm upgraded daily
All my wires without traces~Hooked into machine~