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 Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2012 8:05 pm
Ms. Boil? MS. BOIL? It wasn't enough to call her bland and boring, oh no. Now he was going to far. "Oh, go ******** yourself you sad, sorry sack of s**t." The ghoul hissed and practically shoved him out of the way so she could take the lead. It was something she desperately regretted afterwards, but tried not to outwardly show. "I know what you want. The same as everyone else. You want to see me cave under pressure. Well ********, I'm about to snap like a little twig. "
Turning to face her fears (literally), the ghoul began walking down the hallway with the discarded straps, her eyes focused forward in an attempt to deny him the satisfaction of seeing her frightened glances.
The further down they went, the more built up the straps became. Eventually they even started looking like little webs. Little tangled masses cluttered the halls until they were almost all that was to be seen... Until they came to a room with broken glass. Riyo recognized the room, and the fact that it was empty gave her a sense of dread. "S-she's not there." The ghoul muttered, her tail curling around her waist as if to offer some semblance of comfort.
Nervously, the cat demon started looking around. First to the left, then to the right, then down.
... There was only one more direction to check, and it was by far the worst.
... Up.
The ghoul's eyes grew more fearful as her gaze turned towards the ceiling, eyes widening as much as naturally possible the more she saw. First feet, then a straight jacket... And finally that wavy blonde hair she remembered.
"Riyo. Riiiiiiyo." The figure called, it's blue eyes casting a cold gaze onto everyone and everything it took in. "I've been waiting for you."
It was a woman above them, hanging from the straps as if they were her web and she the black widow. The woman's face had a terrifyingly unnatural smile, and her arms were carefully hid under the sleeves of a straight jacket that wasn't quite right. It was unfastened, unhinged... Much like it's wearer.
And there Riyo stood. Terrified and at a loss to do. The ghoul knew as soon as she moved, the creature hanging above would swoop down... And everything would probably be over.
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2012 8:49 pm
"Such crude language. You certainly curse like a sailor boil," Titus mused as pleased as punch to be getting under her skin. He was like a parasite finding the most expose and tender area before burrowing in to stay. The demon was nearly giddy at this point, pleased to no end with the atmosphere. He didn't need to see Riyo's face to know how she felt about all this. A picture was worth a thousand words after all. "Besides, if it bothers you so much, which it obviously does or you wouldn't act like such a prudent b***h, then do something about it." There was a pause before he said, "Ms. Boil." Again just for effect. She was too fun to tease.
As Riyo took the lead Titus fell into place behind her, grinning like a fool as he strolled along just waiting for something delicious to happen. The straps that littered the hall became thicken, building up here and there in piles. His curious gaze fell on the room as they stopped, peering in through the broken glass at nothing.
It was a matter of standing back and waiting for something terrible to happen. This was one of the many rules of horror movies he was certain. Right along with human ghouls will always investigate noises in their underwear(and by Jack he could only hope that was true). Riyo looked in all direction and of course the creature would be in the last place she looked. Eyes turning up to look at what had Riyo so frightened Titus quirked a brow at the spider lady dangling from the ceiling. "You know....she's not bad looking." He nodded thoughtfully.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 11:20 am
Riyo wasn't sure what to do. Be mad, be terrified, or somehow manage to be both. "MY. NAME. IS-"
"RIYO!" The woman screeched as she fell from the ceiling and landed on both feet almost flawlessly. "It's been so long since I've-"
Wait. What did Titus just say. Riyo's head turned away from the woman and scowled at the nightmare demon. "Are you kidding me?" She interrupted, hands resting on her hips. "You think that I look too much like a boil, but a woman in an asylum is 'not bad'?"
She marched over to the boil with raging blood red eyes, her tail twitching angrily.
"Youuhoo. Riyo. Over here?" The woman called, waving a long sleeved arm.
"Shut up! I'm in the middle of something here!" She yelled at the figure then turned back to Titus. "I think the reason your eyes are white is because they got poked one too many times as a child. Sure. I'll admit. I'm not much to look at! BUT AT LEAST I'M CLEAN." She gestured inbetween her spotless clothes, then to the filthy straight jacket on the equally blonde woman over there. "You know what? ******** YOU. I'm too angry to be scared!"
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2012 5:55 pm
At first Titus shrugged noting his indifference to Riyo's frustration. As soon as she started to march her way over, however, he turned just enough so that he didn't have a straight on shot to his down town area. One kick to the groin per dream was plenty, thank you.
Seeing that Riyo's anger had reached a boiling point, Titus continued to smile like an idiot. "Why so angry, Ms. Boil? Upset that you don't have my undivided attention?" It didn't take much to rile her up. For seeming so content to dress the way was she didn't appear to be entirely happy. "Would you prefer I grovel at your feet and shower you with undue praise? Hold you on a pedestal of lies? I hate to tell you its not my style."
Looking to his feet Titus tilted his head just slightly thinking about the environment. Slowly the discarded straps at his feet started to come to life, wiggling and writhing like snakes. "Besides, your much more interesting when you're angry." He teased.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 6:36 am
"You know what? YEAH. That is the reason!" Riyo hissed and narrowed her eyes, grabbing the boils shirt. "Even when I was a child, I never got patted on the head for learning how to walk, speak, and read on my own time. I never got a passing 'good job' for working by age 12, or GIVING PEOPLE THE SHAFT WHEN THEY COULDN'T MAKE PAYMENTS. For a long time, I deemed it as a necessity, didn't complain, and slumped through my life like some mindless drone! But you know what? You know ******** what? I'm tired of it."
That was it. She was tired of it. She'd had a taste of freedom and it was irresistible. "I want someone to praise me. I want them to thank me for my hard work, and I want a pat on the back. I don't care if it's selfish, or if you think I'm 'unworthy'."
It looked like the woman had left. Either too bored or too frustrated to care what happened after this. So much for a good nightmare.
All the while Riyo had chosen to neglect the straps around them. "Which makes me wonder. What the hell happened to YOU as a child? What did your parents do to you to make you such an a**?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 3:19 pm
The massive explosion was starting to make Titus wonder the mental stability of the feline demon. His disposition hadn't changed much, he just stood by like he was watching a drama on the tv. Sadly, it was a drama he had control over since it seemed Riyo was completely giving into her anger.
"Well," Titus started right before the straps at his feet lashed out, the wiggling bonds moving to wrap around legs and arms to pull Riyo off the floor. Whether it worked or not would be up to Riyo's mental will in the situation. It didn't keep Titus from talking though. "What do you plan to do about it then?" He asked casually. "If you want so much praise and a pat on the back, tell me what should I praise? I know nothing of your job, your life, or much about you really outside your charming personality and the fact that you dress like a boy. I don't just freely hand out praise for nothing." An idea struck him and he smiled. "Perhaps you can prove to me you really can be a ghoul? I'm sure I can do something for you in return." Though whether it was nice or not Titus didn't say. The word wasn't a frequent term in his vocabulary.
At being called an a** he chuckled lightly, "It's in my nature to torment. I would have thought you'd have guessed that by now." Though it was still very likely Riyo didn't realize she was in a dream. Titus was pushing the limits really of interaction. No doubt the dream would break if he kept going.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 5:14 pm
Riyo let out a gasp as she felt something tighten around her limbs, learning too late what it was and what it was doing. In a split second, the ghoul was off the floor and... Upside down. Hey, you could actually see her face without hair hanging in it.
Before Riyo could tell him just what he could praise about her, the idea was proposed. The feline struggled against the belts for awhile before letting out a frustrated sigh and just staring at him. "And exactly how would I do that, oh great tormenter?" The last part was of sarcasm.
It looked like the dream was becoming unstable, what with the main antagonist ignored and all the outside interference. Walls were crumbling, chairs were floating, and... Cats were running along the walls? Wat?
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 5:24 pm
It wasn't hard to tell the dream was spiraling out of control. The gravity defying cats were enough of a clue in. Titus watched them distracted for a moment before he turned his attention back to Riyo with a grin. "I'm sure I'll think of something. Who knows maybe dress up is in order." He mused.
"But for now," He stepped a bit closer leaning down so that he was eye level with the feline. When he spoke his voice was not his own but of that of her mother. "It's time to wake up." The darkness around his body spread devouring the area around him but his eyes remained the same, white dots in a black void. And then without further explanation he vanished from the dream leaving Riyo to either suffer through her dream or wake like he instructed. "I hope we get to play again." His voice echoed quietly before it faded to silence.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 5:47 pm
Wake up? What did he mean? As the boil turned black, so too did the dream, the feline's red eyes focused on the whites slowly disappearing.
'Wake up' The words continued to echo to her as she floated in darkness, until her eyes finally opened.
Immediately Riyo sat up in bed and took in a deep breath, her face resting in her hands. What had... What had happened?
Felix looked up in confusion as his master woke before she usually did. Most likely another nightmare... But something seemed off.
"He wasn't real, was he?" The ghoul asked herself, rubbing her eyes sleepily. There was a feeling of relief and worry as that thought hit her. Yes. Maybe he was something her imagination had come up with. Nothing more than a figment.
"No. I guess he wasn't." Thank Jack. She didn't need another guy telling her how boilish she was... Right?
Right. Back to bed then. Only she couldn't seem to fall asleep after that.
"I'm too angry to be scared!" If only things worked that way in the waking world...
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