Between Life and Death RP

[ChickenMama6RIR]

Pryrus watched her speed into the alleyway, and these odd feelings started bubbling up. He started to wonder if it would be best if he gave up on loving Susan...~

 

[HoodedHuntress]

Pryrus watched her speed into the alleyway, and these odd feelings started bubbling up. He started to wonder if it would be best if he gave up on loving Susan...~

Claire walked up to the small friend group, and asked politely "What are you guys doing?" Before they answered, she stepped closer and touched the two young men. They fell fed instantly, their souls being consumed by her. Oh, how great it felt! The female screamed, and began running off, butClaire hovered after her and soon took her soul as well. Once she had gathered all the souls, she headed back to Pyrus. She said softly "That was great."

 

[ChickenMama6RIR]

Pryrus looked down at her. "It is isn't it! It's the rush, the way you can just rush up and take their life, without their opinion." Pryrus smiled.~

 

[HoodedHuntress]

Pryrus looked down at her. "It is isn't it! It's the rush, the way you can just rush up and take their life, without their opinion." Pryrus smiled.~

Claire nodded, smiling for the first time in months. She asked "What do you want to do now?"

 

[ChickenMama6RIR]

(hmmmmmmm.... What do you think we should do???)

 

[HoodedHuntress]

(hmmmmmmm.... What do you think we should do???)

(Whatever you want. They could somewhere secret to hang out, or get in. A fight, or whatever you want.)

 

[QuackSpeak]

Ransom was Falling.
The wind whipped through his bones as he dropped. He felt an overwhelming sense of panic. The ground was coming closer, and fear took over his brain. There was no room for thought, only instinct. But his instinct was to fly.
Ransom thrashed in the sky, writhing. A strange sound filled the air; only later did he realize that the sound was him screaming. It was so unnatural to fall, instead of soar. And Ransom was afraid.
When at last he smashed into the earth, pain exploded in him. Ransom screamed, then fell silent. He had Fallen, and they had won.

Ransom woke from his dream with a start. He swallowed roughly, his fangs cutting up his lips. He remembered Falling so clearly that he could feel the panic, sense the pain. But there was something new now, a type of hunger that had not been there before. A thirst. Because he was Fallen now.

 

[ChickenMama6RIR]

(Whatever you want. They could somewhere secret to hang out, or get in. A fight, or whatever you want.)

Pryrus looked down at Claire. "After such an eventful day, you would probably love to sit down and rest for a while. I have a hut on a small unmapped island( haha I couldn't think of anything else) that we can go to for a while. It only has one room, so I will take the couch and you can have the bedroom. We should name the island "Reaper's Island" and build more huts. Tomorrow I will start on yours if you want."~

 

[HoodedHuntress]

Pryrus looked down at Claire. "After such an eventful day, you would probably love to sit down and rest for a while. I have a hut on a small unmapped island( haha I couldn't think of anything else) that we can go to for a while. It only has one room, so I will take the couch and you can have the bedroom. We should name the island "Reaper's Island" and build more huts. Tomorrow I will start on yours if you want."~

Claire nodded, and agreed "That's a great idea." She had developed a sort of a crush for him.

 

[HoodedHuntress]

Ransom was Falling. 
The wind whipped through his bones as he dropped. He felt an overwhelming sense of panic. The ground was coming closer, and fear took over his brain. There was no room for thought, only instinct. But his instinct was to fly. 
Ransom thrashed in the sky, writhing. A strange sound filled the air; only later did he realize that the sound was him screaming. It was so unnatural to fall, instead of soar. And Ransom was afraid. 
When at last he smashed into the earth, pain exploded in him. Ransom screamed, then fell silent. He had Fallen, and they had won.

Ransom woke from his dream with a start. He swallowed roughly, his fangs cutting up his lips. He remembered Falling so clearly that he could feel the panic, sense the pain. But there was something new now, a type of hunger that had not been there before. A thirst. Because he was Fallen now. 

(He has just fallen, hasn't he?)