₸hḕ Nigh₮ Mờves - A Fantasy RP

What do you think of the story line?

  • Way too long, this is getting out of hand.

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • Fun to read!

    Votes: 5 62.5%
  • Creepy.

    Votes: 3 37.5%
  • ...Meh. You kinda wasted a few hours of your time.

    Votes: 0 0.0%

  • Total voters
    8
"Oh yeah? Well I have no proof of that so far, so show the deed to this place, or I'LL make bad things happen." Eva replied, patting her mastiff's head.
"What's a deed?" Irma asked. "That doesn't make sense. I don't like it when people aren't nice, it's bad." She twitched slightly, and gripped her knife.
 
"Ahhhh, I see. You don't like yourself." Eva said, winking. She fingered her Swiss army knife in her pocket.
Irma pouted, "No, I like myself just fine. How could you not like yourself? If you don't, then you don't exist." She said. She looked to Eva's dog and whimpered slightly.
"I don't like that." Irma said, looking at the mastiff and backing away slightly. "It's bad! It's bad! I don't like it, I don't want it!!" She shouted, and threw her knife at the dog as if it was attacking her.
"Get away, get away, get away!!" She repeated, backing away frightfully and actually starting to tremble. "Get me out!"
 
Irma pouted, "No, I like myself just fine. How could you not like yourself? If you don't, then you don't exist." She said. She looked to Eva's dog and whimpered slightly.
"I don't like that." Irma said, looking at the mastiff and backing away slightly. "It's bad! It's bad! I don't like it, I don't want it!!" She shouted, and threw her knife at the dog as if it was attacking her.
"Get away, get away, get away!!" She repeated, backing away frightfully and actually starting to tremble. "Get me out!"
The dog growled and backed away slightly. Eva picked up the knife. "You are mad!" She exclaimed. (GTG)

"Irma, Irma it's ok!OK!im here calm down"Natasha said calmly.
 
The dog growled and backed away slightly. Eva picked up the knife. "You are mad!" She exclaimed. (GTG)
Irma ignored what she had said and desperately looked around. Irma started hitting and scratching at herself as if she was her own enemy.
 
Irma suddenly froze, and stopped. She sat on the ground and hugged her knees.
"...Stop...?" She muttered to herself, staring blankly with a quivering lip.

"Stop."Natasha repeated.she walked forward slowly and put her hand on Irma's shoulder,"are you ok?"she asked quietly needling down beside her.
 
"Stop."Natasha repeated.she walked forward slowly and put her hand on Irma's shoulder,"are you ok?"she asked quietly needling down beside her.
Irma flinched when Natasha put her hand on Irma's shoulder and stared.
"What does that mean?" The questioned quietly.
 

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