FFFUU. Pretty sure I failed my chem exam. 8( Uuuugh. /angsts/ Hopefully the teacher has them graded by Wednesday. Though I'm kinda of scared to see it...
SOOOO stress reliever art!
ROFL. LET'S START WITH DEEEEEEAAAAAAAATH.
Mmkay I like needlessly causing Rieka's OCs pain. 8D!! /SADIST/ Decided to start with one of the stars~! Detective Sedric!
"Always sticking your nose into places it doesn't belong, eh? Well the culprit(s) here thinks it's time you learned a lesson. If you're going to stick that big nose in places it doesn't belong, you're gonna lose the place your pathetic dick goes into! She was just a maid anyways, some low peasant form of what wants to be a human being. Hey, Detectiiiive! Maybe if you had quit ahead of time, maybe if you didn't try to solve a case that was far too great for your pitiful skill, then maybe she'd still be around! Now you have an unsolved case and a dead girlfriend! What a loser!"
ROFL and now let's have some fun! See in the story, what's most likely gonna happen is that he's gonna end up hooking up with Eliza. See, reapers don't die. However they can't "live" either. In essence, they're meant to be the retrievers of souls, the light in the dark. They cannot show mercy and extend life, they cannot show feelings and embrace one another.
Reapers die when they allow themselves to accept their curiosities and fall pray to "human emotion." So if one falls in love and is caught, their existence is erased. They don't get reborn. They just... disappear. Eliza is a reaper Adrian has grown to know, little more than that. She's confided in him she wants to prove to herself if she does have feelings, if she can love, if she can have a family. So what's most likely going to happen is she'll somehow get him to agree to be what you can call, her lover.
"But isn't that stupidly great?! Oh, Eliza. You should have just slit your own throat, instead you chose to poison yourself for years upon centuries, a slow, agonizing death that only ends in bitter heartbreak! But it's even more fun to not only watch as you flail helplessly to keep your emotions and feelings a secret, but in the end when you're found out, to admit I fucking hated you! I couldn't wait to stomp you to the ground, on the dirt where you belong! No, even that's too good for you, disappear into nothing, because that's all you are and all you'll ever be!"
NOW SOME WEIRD YANDERE SHIT? /EYEZOOM
Lesee, now some Brigette with some hinting&implying towards Desmond. SOME BACK STORY UNF~ Mmkay both have pretty... similar backgrounds when you get to the bare bones. Both had a "lover"- where in Desmond's case, was a wife, and in Brigette's case, was a childhood friend who never actually said if he loved her or not in a romantic way- in which was taken from them- in Desmond's case she (and their child) were slaughtered, and for Brigette her romantic interest disappeared off the face of the earth at random.
Both think it was a demon- in Desmond's case, the sheer way they were slaughtered led him to believe this. In Brigette's case, she had seen a slinking black shadow figure days before he disappeared. Both want to utilize the power of religion to aid them, though go about it very differently. Mainly on gender, considering Brigette cannot infiltrate as easily as Desmond can, disguising himself as a priest.
But it's clear both are moving on. Well, watching Brigette, it must be kind of hard. It's obvious she still has some sort of attachment to that childhood lover. Falling in love with a girl who possibly hasn't gotten over her first love- and may never actually be over it- can be a tough thing, right, Desmond? Knowing you're second best?
Ahh, but she'll prove you wrong!
"It's true, I think about you all the time. Every word that comes out of your mouth. Every time you made me feel like a bad guy, there's a slice for that. Every time you mocked my appearance, sure it's just my chest, but there's a slice for that, too. Every time you carelessly poked fun at me, the wounds ripped through both my skin and my heart. Ah ha ha, but aren't you happy!? Only you have that power over me, LOVE, aren't you so fucking flattered? Some people wear their heart on their sleeve. I wear my love on my wrists! He never made me feel like an idiot and a child like you do, but these wounds remind me that I do love you! Every time I look at them, I remember I'm in love, and just to make sure I don't forget, I add another! Isn't that grand?!"
ROFL. DOES THIS COUNT AS HORROR!? IDK. THIS DOESN'T SEEM SCARY/GOREY BUT EHH. TOO LAZY TO MAKE A YANDERE/YANGIRE/BLOOD TAG. 8DDDDDDD
ANYWAYS. \o/ OFF TO TRY TO SLEEP. G'NIGHT!
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