05-12-2022, 07:17 PM
LIVINGDEAD!!
SHE/HER - ZOMBIE KING CHEETAH - THE PITTS - 12 MONTHS
xe spoke and her gaze turned to look directly at xem. each word hung in the air around her as each question was answered. vale could not die, so xe could not say. this was fair and did not trouble her, as nothing could really. the fact xe could not die was news to her and she would have been jealous if she could have been.
eternal life is a bliss i may never understand. but, to most a curse, i assume. she mused in that dead tone of voice as always. a moment of pause and she clarified. attachments make life worth living, but i have none. perhaps death is my escape, or perhaps i will be as you are. only, i will live with nothing to lose. a strange thing, i suppose.
a simple sigh escaping the woman, yet even that was simply emotionless. some days she wondered what feeling anything would be like. xis mention of the rotting not hurting, or not remembering if it ever did, well that made her look away. perhaps i would feel something, if only pain. pain is better than nothing at all, right?
her empty optics shifted back to vale and she watched xim a moment. the words that xe spoke now brought new thoughts to racing mind. xe didn't remember being alive? that was interesting. i have nothing to remember or to forget. nothing matters when you feel nothing.
this was her deepest truth. nothing mattered but what her mind told her. yet, she could not feel the loss of others as xe could. she watched others die and it was nothing to her. to her, forgetting her own parents faces meant nothing. so, nothing about this bothered her in the least.
she was alone in her own twisted way. perhaps this was her own curse, yes? it was the flourish of a wing that brought her thoughts to a screeching halt. the words xe spoke made her look to the corpses. the dead are the only friends i will ever have. mother told me no one would care for me, so i found something that did not have a choice but to tolerate me.
she told her past as though it was a fact of life for her. no one could care about her. if she died and no one remembered to put her in the ground, she would not be bothered by it. xis offer to grant her wish caught her full attention. her mind swirled with the two options granted to her.
options.
this was a gift and she had a choice to make. will possession hurt? though flesh sounds good as well. i would not wish for you to feel the void that is me. she answers with a tilt of her head. hoping that was the right motion for her given words.
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eternal life is a bliss i may never understand. but, to most a curse, i assume. she mused in that dead tone of voice as always. a moment of pause and she clarified. attachments make life worth living, but i have none. perhaps death is my escape, or perhaps i will be as you are. only, i will live with nothing to lose. a strange thing, i suppose.
a simple sigh escaping the woman, yet even that was simply emotionless. some days she wondered what feeling anything would be like. xis mention of the rotting not hurting, or not remembering if it ever did, well that made her look away. perhaps i would feel something, if only pain. pain is better than nothing at all, right?
her empty optics shifted back to vale and she watched xim a moment. the words that xe spoke now brought new thoughts to racing mind. xe didn't remember being alive? that was interesting. i have nothing to remember or to forget. nothing matters when you feel nothing.
this was her deepest truth. nothing mattered but what her mind told her. yet, she could not feel the loss of others as xe could. she watched others die and it was nothing to her. to her, forgetting her own parents faces meant nothing. so, nothing about this bothered her in the least.
she was alone in her own twisted way. perhaps this was her own curse, yes? it was the flourish of a wing that brought her thoughts to a screeching halt. the words xe spoke made her look to the corpses. the dead are the only friends i will ever have. mother told me no one would care for me, so i found something that did not have a choice but to tolerate me.
she told her past as though it was a fact of life for her. no one could care about her. if she died and no one remembered to put her in the ground, she would not be bothered by it. xis offer to grant her wish caught her full attention. her mind swirled with the two options granted to her.
options.
this was a gift and she had a choice to make. will possession hurt? though flesh sounds good as well. i would not wish for you to feel the void that is me. she answers with a tilt of her head. hoping that was the right motion for her given words.
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