Eliza is sad

Kolava
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Eliza is sad Oct 28, 2003 18:05:50 GMT -5

Post by Kolava on Oct 28, 2003 18:05:50 GMT -5

I am posting on Eliza-mun's request because she is unable to get to the boards.

TwiztidPleasures: :: She trudges her way back into the castle, just a bit on the drunk side. She looked rather pale. She sighs and moves into the large main area. Her amber eyes taking in everything about her, before she plops down on a couch.::
TwiztidPleasures: :: She blinks and seeing as she thought she was alone. She pulled down her collar, exposing her face. A set of numbers were tattooed on her left cheek, which rested in three
sted in three circles. It was her slave markings. That is why she choose
TwiztidPleasures: :: To hide her face, so noone would know what she really was. The collar rested around her throat, covering up a nasty scar which rested across the flesh. She brought her legs up to her chest and screams as loud as she could, Tilti
TwiztidPleasures: :: tilting her head back, letting her voice rumble from her throat. It wasn't a panicked scream, but one of pain and anger, a cry of mixed emotions. Why the hell did she even have to meet Chris. Her life would be much different if
TwiztidPleasures: :: She had never even ran into him. But she was grateful to him as well. He was her first friend. She had to be grateful for that. Her hands come to rest on her stomach. She was in mourning for the child she had lost only the night
TwiztidPleasures: :: before. She wondered why Chris wouldn't let her kill Veedo, he had planned on raping her, and slitting her throat. That had happened to her once before. She would never let it happen again. She fought back tears as the scream fad
TwiztidPleasures: :: faded into a whimper. She couldn't hold it back anymore. Tears streamed down her face. She couldn't stop them from coming forth, no matter how she tried. She hugged her knees to her chest and rocked back and forth, still whimper
TwiztidPleasures: :: whimpering softly. She was a mess. A part of her was happy for the loss of her child. She didn't really want the child of a rapist, but.. another part of her wanted to have to child. To know that there would be a least one creatu
TwiztidPleasures: :: creature on this wretched earth that gave a nuts about her. She let go of her legs and clentched her fists, her fingers breaking the flesh of her palms. She needed to break something, or it would all build up. She wouldn't be abl
TwiztidPleasures: :: Able to control her actions if she let her anger get to her. She stands up and moves to a rather expensive looking vase. She didn't even care who it belonged to. She picked it up and holds it up high over her head. Then she slams
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TwiztidPleasures: :: it down on the ground. Colored pieces of glass spraying out over the floor. As she threw it down she had yelled. The sound of the breaking glass and her cry echoed through the halls. She moved away from the glass, her boots crush
TwiztidPleasures: :: Crushing the remaining pieces. She moves outside to catch a breath of fresh air. Her eyes were puffy from crying. She had completely forgotten to pull up her collar as she leaned against the cool stones of the castle.::
TwiztidPleasures: :: Thoughts still whirled around her head, as she paced back and forth outside of the castle. She would wait for someone to come along, so she could talk to them. She just wanted to talk. She wanted to break stuff, she wanted to cry
TwiztidPleasures: :: She wanted everything all at once. Her mind aching from everything she was experiencing. Would it ever end, all of the thoughts, and emotions. It seemed as though it never would.::

"Your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart. Who looks outside, dreams. Who looks inside, awakens."
-Carl Jung-

Kolava
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Eliza is sad Oct 28, 2003 18:18:10 GMT -5

Post by Kolava on Oct 28, 2003 18:18:10 GMT -5

TwiztidPleasures: :: She still paced back and forth, seeming to walk a ditch in the spot she had been pacing. Dust was clinging to her black pants and hung around her, like a strange fog. She pants and stops, leaning against the wall. She leans her h
TwiztidPleasures: :: head back, and closes her amber eyes. Most of the outburst she had just had, faded away. Finally she catches her breath.::
TwiztidPleasures: :: She thought about it for a few moments and decided that she should go inside and clean up the mess that she had created. She heads back into the main hall. She found a trash can and pulls it over to the shattered glass. She leans
TwiztidPleasures: :: down and gathers up all of the largest glass shards, placing them in the pail. She continued to clean, throwing away as much of the glass that she could. A few of her fingers got poked and cut as she did this. After this was done
TwiztidPleasures: :: She had to worry about the mess in her own room. She had just remember she busted the mirror in her room. Well 7 years of bad luck for her, and she would probably have to pay someone for the vase. She looks over the area and deci
TwiztidPleasures: :: Decided it was clean enough. She moves up to the stairs, dragging the trash can behind her as she moved. Finally she got into her room and shivered as she saw the glass. There was still some blood near the bed that had been misse
TwiztidPleasures: :: missed when someone had straightened her room. She quickly started to clean up the broken mirror, staring at her messed up reflection as she worked. After about 10 minutes she had the mirror cleaned up. Now to get up that blood
TwiztidPleasures: :: so it wouldn't haunt her at a later time. She moved into a bathroom, getting a rag damp. She carries the rag back to her room, leaving a trail of water droplets behind her as she moved. She crouches down next to the blood and sta
TwiztidPleasures: :: Starts scrubbing away.::

"Your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart. Who looks outside, dreams. Who looks inside, awakens."
-Carl Jung-

Cherise Elder Rob87DM [10:49 PM]: wiggity wack is reserved for xtreem circumstances Posts: 2,012	Eliza is sad Oct 28, 2003 19:53:43 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Cherise on Oct 28, 2003 19:53:43 GMT -5 That's so sad.. ;__; Let's throw her a party and make her better.
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LadyGelinaGrey Guest	Eliza is sad Nov 1, 2003 2:47:05 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by LadyGelinaGrey on Nov 1, 2003 2:47:05 GMT -5 ::nod nod::

Kolava Elder Posts: 1,074	Eliza is sad Nov 1, 2003 13:46:56 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Kolava on Nov 1, 2003 13:46:56 GMT -5 If we threw a party for every sad person, the kingdom would be drowned in endless parties... Wait, is that bad thing?
	"Your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart. Who looks outside, dreams. Who looks inside, awakens." -Carl Jung-

Cherise Elder Rob87DM [10:49 PM]: wiggity wack is reserved for xtreem circumstances Posts: 2,012	Eliza is sad Nov 1, 2003 14:53:27 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Cherise on Nov 1, 2003 14:53:27 GMT -5 Perpetual partying is a lovely idea. ^_^
	Rob87DM: {{blue verdana is like hawaian print hirts, some people can do that style and look cool, others can't}} Rob87DM: {{guess which one you are}} AnonymousBob27: (( cold... )) Rob87DM: More like flaming but you get the point

LadyGelinaGrey Guest	Eliza is sad Nov 1, 2003 15:38:27 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by LadyGelinaGrey on Nov 1, 2003 15:38:27 GMT -5 PARTAYYYYY!!!

Lady Desari Noble Mistress of Ravenswood "Trantz Ssinssrig Zaha Mal'rak" Posts: 1,071	Eliza is sad Nov 1, 2003 16:08:09 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Lady Desari on Nov 1, 2003 16:08:09 GMT -5 :: starts digging thru her things :: Now where is my party dress? ::looks to her sister :: Did you take it again without asking?
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Cherise Elder Rob87DM [10:49 PM]: wiggity wack is reserved for xtreem circumstances Posts: 2,012	Eliza is sad Nov 1, 2003 17:54:36 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Cherise on Nov 1, 2003 17:54:36 GMT -5 o___o; Lina, you told me that when I spilt punch on that dress to not worry about it.. Was it Desari's? Oh.. Is that why you buried it in the front yard? oo;;;
	Rob87DM: {{blue verdana is like hawaian print hirts, some people can do that style and look cool, others can't}} Rob87DM: {{guess which one you are}} AnonymousBob27: (( cold... )) Rob87DM: More like flaming but you get the point

LadyGelinaGrey Guest	Eliza is sad Nov 1, 2003 22:52:34 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by LadyGelinaGrey on Nov 1, 2003 22:52:34 GMT -5 ::blinks:: I didn't do it!!!