06-21-2021, 02:42 PM
FIRE AND "BRYMSTONE"
tw for gore/murder
He watched with never changing face as the flesh slipped from bones and body. Revealing a heart that thumped rapidly on a chest. Their chest. His head did turn slightly as he witnessed this and his name brushed against his ears. Was he Brymstone again? Had he ever been? Ears pulled back, the touch of fur against skin and flesh. When vey spoke and agreed to what the other said he wanted to refute it all. Because he did not think it was true. He did not think they ruined things unless it was necessary, not by accident. He did not feel he was ruined. Was he? His eyes slowly seemed to lower, teeth scrapping against one another as he closed his jaws and reopened them. "I don't feel deprived of anything. I don't feel much of anything. I'm fine." No, no, he wasn't fine. He was blind and stumbling. Living just to live. Hurting just to hurt.
He was a dangerous thing now, his eyes rolling in their empty sockets before he shook himself. Atonement. What was there to atone for? The past was empty and full of lies. He was too selfish. He wanted too much. Let that go now. "There is nothing for you to atone for. Nothing needs to be done. I'm...happy to get to see you again. It's all I need." All he will ask for and then he was given the go ahead to kill her.
To kill the small feline who could do nothing but watch helplessly. Lava dripped from the Dragon King's maw as his black tongue dragging against those teeth. No gum and flesh, just bleach and stained bone as he stepped over to her. Her eyes were just like the lava he created, burning and staring in not hostility anymore but fear. Fear of her own death. Fear that she would never get to see her mate again and little did she know she was already dead. Taken by a flood. Suddenly he drove his teeth into her throat, heard her gurgling in her throat. The hissing of burning flesh that cooked and began to slowly peel away with fur and bone. The shrieking of her pain before she finally passed into the void. Pulling back strains of blood and meat came with it and he glanced back at the two. "She's dead and I have an idea as well..." A conquest perhaps but he was a member here now...he would make his due.
He watched with never changing face as the flesh slipped from bones and body. Revealing a heart that thumped rapidly on a chest. Their chest. His head did turn slightly as he witnessed this and his name brushed against his ears. Was he Brymstone again? Had he ever been? Ears pulled back, the touch of fur against skin and flesh. When vey spoke and agreed to what the other said he wanted to refute it all. Because he did not think it was true. He did not think they ruined things unless it was necessary, not by accident. He did not feel he was ruined. Was he? His eyes slowly seemed to lower, teeth scrapping against one another as he closed his jaws and reopened them. "I don't feel deprived of anything. I don't feel much of anything. I'm fine." No, no, he wasn't fine. He was blind and stumbling. Living just to live. Hurting just to hurt.
He was a dangerous thing now, his eyes rolling in their empty sockets before he shook himself. Atonement. What was there to atone for? The past was empty and full of lies. He was too selfish. He wanted too much. Let that go now. "There is nothing for you to atone for. Nothing needs to be done. I'm...happy to get to see you again. It's all I need." All he will ask for and then he was given the go ahead to kill her.
To kill the small feline who could do nothing but watch helplessly. Lava dripped from the Dragon King's maw as his black tongue dragging against those teeth. No gum and flesh, just bleach and stained bone as he stepped over to her. Her eyes were just like the lava he created, burning and staring in not hostility anymore but fear. Fear of her own death. Fear that she would never get to see her mate again and little did she know she was already dead. Taken by a flood. Suddenly he drove his teeth into her throat, heard her gurgling in her throat. The hissing of burning flesh that cooked and began to slowly peel away with fur and bone. The shrieking of her pain before she finally passed into the void. Pulling back strains of blood and meat came with it and he glanced back at the two. "She's dead and I have an idea as well..." A conquest perhaps but he was a member here now...he would make his due.
AND I'M BACK TO MY WAYS, CAUSE I'M HEARTLESS
SEVEN YEARS I BEEN SWIMMING WITH THE SHARKS NOW
SEVEN YEARS I BEEN SWIMMING WITH THE SHARKS NOW