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waitsforbrotherWarning: Lots of imagery of blood...probably not suitable for kids
Effects: (optional) A strong sense of hunger, agonizing pain, feeling of being restrained, smell of blood and maybe a metallic taste
There's nothing but darkness, so dark that nothing could be made out. And since sight could not be used, the other senses were heightened.
Drip,drip, drip
A fluid plummeting to the ground in small, constant amounts.The sound of that echoes,bouncing off the walls and resonating within the space. The sound of the dripping grew louder, becoming more apparent.
But it wasn't only the sound, but the smell of it ,too. A coppery, rustic one that hung in the air and lingered. It was almost teasing, how the metallic smell took up the space. And to add to the insult, the smell was strong enough for it to be tasted. Mingling with memory of the tongue.
The urge to go after the source of the sound and aroma followed soon after, but any movement to go towards it was negated by this pressure placed on the body. Hindering it from moving anywhere. Making the whole predicament worse, being stuck in the middle of the assault of senses. Hearing, sight, and sound all doing it's part to torture.
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The dream is cut short when the dreamberry is thrown off the edge of what appears to be a bed. It hit the floor with a clatter, but fell onto it's back so it continued to record. A dark figure emerges from the bed, clutching at his stomach and staggering as it got its footing. However, that seemed difficult, so the figure allowed himself to lean on a nearby wall for support. The figure picked up his head, realizing that the dreamberry is on. He stumbled over to it, shutting off the device.
Effects: (optional) A strong sense of hunger, agonizing pain, feeling of being restrained, smell of blood and maybe a metallic taste
There's nothing but darkness, so dark that nothing could be made out. And since sight could not be used, the other senses were heightened.
Drip,drip, drip
A fluid plummeting to the ground in small, constant amounts.The sound of that echoes,bouncing off the walls and resonating within the space. The sound of the dripping grew louder, becoming more apparent.
But it wasn't only the sound, but the smell of it ,too. A coppery, rustic one that hung in the air and lingered. It was almost teasing, how the metallic smell took up the space. And to add to the insult, the smell was strong enough for it to be tasted. Mingling with memory of the tongue.
The urge to go after the source of the sound and aroma followed soon after, but any movement to go towards it was negated by this pressure placed on the body. Hindering it from moving anywhere. Making the whole predicament worse, being stuck in the middle of the assault of senses. Hearing, sight, and sound all doing it's part to torture.
----
The dream is cut short when the dreamberry is thrown off the edge of what appears to be a bed. It hit the floor with a clatter, but fell onto it's back so it continued to record. A dark figure emerges from the bed, clutching at his stomach and staggering as it got its footing. However, that seemed difficult, so the figure allowed himself to lean on a nearby wall for support. The figure picked up his head, realizing that the dreamberry is on. He stumbled over to it, shutting off the device.
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Date: 2011-05-19 06:15 am (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2011-05-19 06:17 am (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2011-05-19 06:35 am (UTC)THESE ARE BACKTAGGED IF THAT IS OKAY ;A;
Date: 2011-05-19 09:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-19 10:13 am (UTC)Bl-Blood--!
Backtagging is fine<3
Date: 2011-05-19 01:31 pm (UTC)...I'm fine.
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Date: 2011-05-19 01:34 pm (UTC)At least you know that much...
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Date: 2011-05-19 06:08 pm (UTC)Yeah, but what's this feeling? [desire, yearning, pain]
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Date: 2011-05-19 06:09 pm (UTC)You don't look fine.
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Date: 2011-05-19 10:40 pm (UTC)So how can I help?
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Date: 2011-05-20 12:41 am (UTC)Sit down,please. [He closes the door and make his way over to Kio, but he doesn't sit. Instead, he stands, but he keeps a distance from the blood. He crosses his arms over his stomach as he looked at Kio seriously.]
There's something you should know about me. I'm not exactly human. Actually, I'm not human at all.
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Date: 2011-05-20 12:43 am (UTC)...but I'm telling you, I'm fine.
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Date: 2011-05-20 12:46 am (UTC)It's nothing you should concern yourself with.
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Date: 2011-05-20 02:02 am (UTC)What do you mean, of course you're human. [He'd know that people often referred to themselves as monsters, but to say not human at all seemed a bit drastic.] Kamu-chan is a good person.
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Date: 2011-05-20 02:14 am (UTC)[He tried to figure out a better why to explain this. He was sure Kio had heard of what he was, but he was sure they were differences in his world.]
Have you heard of, a vampire?
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Date: 2011-05-20 02:31 am (UTC)[action]
Date: 2011-05-20 02:36 am (UTC)Kio...I'm a vampire.
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Date: 2011-05-20 02:46 am (UTC)[The dream made a little more sense now, along with why he wouldn't want to tell anyone what was wrong over the network. But still were vampires real, then again there was a yetti, still a vampire. . . But it was Kamui.]
But you haven't hunted anyone here, have you? [It was really more of a statement hoping for reassurance than a question.]
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Date: 2011-05-20 02:54 am (UTC)And no, I haven't hunted anyone here. I've been using the blood tablets that this world has, but they stopped working recently.
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Date: 2011-05-20 05:42 am (UTC)You sure? [He doesn't believe you.]
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Date: 2011-05-20 05:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-20 09:12 pm (UTC)I said I'm fine. Believe what you want, but my answer will remain the same.
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Date: 2011-05-20 09:14 pm (UTC)[action]
Date: 2011-05-21 02:25 am (UTC)So what are you going to do?
[If the blood tablets weren't working, and Kio doubted there were anything like clones around, what could he do.] What can you do?
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Date: 2011-05-21 02:46 am (UTC)I have to do something that's forbidden in my world. I have to find a substitute. And the only kind that can provide nourishment for me is humans.