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Forum-Index → Roleplay → A F T E R W O R [L] DViolet smiled as she quickly saw another familiar face, “Athena! You look younger then I remember! How’ve you been?” she asked as she reached for the bottle but was met with nothing. “How did I die? Kidney failure” she said with a shrug.
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~
"Let me drink, Athena! I haven't had liquor for two centuries!"
He pulled a hairtie out of the shadows, tying his long, golden-brown hair into a short ponytail. Out of his pockets came a pack of cigarettes. He took one out, stuck it in his mouth and lit it with a small purple flame, dancing on the tip of his finger.
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
"Oh yeah. That thing."
With a flick of his finger, a arc of purple lightning zapped the device, and he took it off his neck quite easily, crushing it under his boot.
"Hate it when they keep me alive with an immortality device..."
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Kendo shrugged slightly.
"Heh. You know how you came back to life here? When you die here, you go back to the living realm... but you have no memory of your previous life/lives, as you are reborn in a child, who obtains similar powers."
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Violet, Athena, Kendo. It felt like Elle was in a twisted dream. The real question was whether it was a nightmare. She felt like a bystander, an observer this time. Elle couldn't feel the emotions that had plagued her last time. She was objective. The smartest she had ever been.
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
"Hey. El. Why the long face, huh?"
His grin was warm, his eyes twinkling.
"You seem... different. Talk t' me about it."
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
This was Elle.
She wanted to simply drown the hurt. And when she buried the hurt, she could think better. But there was no happiness when she did that. But happiness was associated with love, and she couldn't feel love anyway. Elle was strong, and her strength was defined by the fact that she was willing to make that exchange.
She couldn't explain it to Kendo. There weren't words to express that.
"My life was... different. That's all. It's... strange to be back here. With... you all." Her speech was strangely stilted. Halting. Confusing. Lacking her standard... eloquence.
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~
"I'm the same as I've always been." She whispered. Elle wasn't sure who she was trying to convince: Kendo and Athena, or herself. "I'm just... better at prioritizing."
The mental clarity she had was astounding. Analytically, her intelligence could rival anyone. It was just the cloudy feeling she got whenever she tried to rationalize emotions. Her brain was in a haze.
If you don't feel, they cannot hurt you. She was the perfect weapon. Cold, unflinching. Free from pain, free from her past. The queen of logic, the objective monster.
Was she... no. Elle turned away, and began to walk back through the tunnels. She didn't look back to see if they were following.
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~
"That's my thing, El. You're doing the thing I used to do. Prioritizing my A**. You've cut your emotions away. Emotions are what make us human, El."
Kendo pulled a bottle and a pack of cigarettes out of the shadows. He popped open the bottle drinking from it. Liquor. Of course.
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~