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"We're not the monsters. They are. What they put us through, they don't deserve pity. They deserve a death worse than hell itself. " Her eyes grew more cold and hollow then usual, almost psychotic. She drew a wicked smile and giggled a little bit. "Nothing will stop us from creating our perfect world. Even if it means the corpses pile up around us. My heavenly dream will be their hellish nightmare. " Her eyes suddenly grew wide.
"That's far enough." She said under her breath. It was Ayane's real voice.
"I told you. Only help me find her. we have. Now, go back where you belong. In my sub-consciousness. "
"That's fine." Ayane came back to her senses. She looked at Shion.
"I heard what you said." She dropped to her knees in front of Shion and wrapped her arms around her little sister. "Your not a monster. She was right about that. The humans are. And even if you were a monster, i could never turn my back on you. You might at well be my flesh and blood we're so close. and I don't ever want to lose that bond wth you." Tears started to form in her eyes.

Looking at her feet, Yoko started to walk home to the station. She could hear the voices around her, but drowned them out completely.
'You all are a plague to this Earth. I hope one day, those things get you all' She thought to herself.
She had heard rumors of Horned beings running around killing people at random. She somewhat believed it. Yet the other part of her brain told her that there was no way that someone could grow horns out of their head and kill people without even moving.
" It's hoping for too much." She unconsciously walked through a park. Something had caught her eye. She stopped and hid behind a tree. When she peered around the tree, two horned being were standing there, staring at each other.

"Big sis.."
The shorter one wanted to hug the other one but her body stayed still.
'I dont like humans.. There all horrible.. They think im a monster.."
The short one looked down.
"Am i monster..?"
She turned her attention to a soldiers running towards her, Shooting bullets at her for an unknown reason.
"You will have to do better then that!"
Suddenly, the soldiers hand flew off, followed shortly after by his head which hit the ground with a sickening thud.
"I think i answered my own question.."
The short gave a small giggle and walked towards the other holding onto her arm.
"Even as a monster... can I still have you.."
The short one hugged the other one.

At the sight of the soldiers head flying off, Yoko fell back onto her butt, her eyes wide with fear for her life. She crawled back up to her feet and hid behind the tree again.

"We're not the monsters. They are. What they put us through, they don't deserve pity. They deserve a death worse than hell itself. " The tall one's eyes grew cold and hollow, almost psychotic. She drew a wicked smile and giggled a little bit. "Nothing will stop us from creating our perfect world. Even if it means the corpses pile up around us. My heavenly dream will be their hellish nightmare. " Her eyes suddenly grew wide.
"That's far enough." She said under her breath. Her voice changed somehow.
"I told you. Only help me find her. We have. Now, go back where you belong. In my sub-consciousness. "
"That's fine." The girl acted different now. She looked at the shorter one.
"I heard what you said." She dropped to her knees in front of the shorter one and wrapped her arms around her. "Your not a monster. She was right about that. The humans are. And even if you were a monster, i could never turn my back on you. You might at well be my flesh and blood we're so close. and I don't ever want to lose that bond wth you." Tears started to form in her eyes.

" So, it is true. They do exist. They do have the horns. But, how did that guys head fly off?"

(( what part of shut up don't you get. its called EXPANDING YOUR RP ABILITIES. PUTTING YOURSELF OUT OF YOUR NORMAL ELEMENT!! TRY IT SOME TIME!!!!! i don't see anyone else complaining...))

((Nothing wrong with a dude taking on the role of a lady in an rp. If you're good at it, then go for it. A truly literate individual is able to take on any role, be it male or female.))

Jon parked off to the side of the cabin and the old man parked alongside him. He turned the key and cut the engine, engaging the parking brake to keep the car from rolling into the water. The old man stepped out of his truck at the same time.

"Y'know, I didn't think anybody lived in this old cabin. Practically every surface is covered with a thick coat of dust." The old man mulled this over and nodded his head.

"The ol' cabin hasn't been used in years, I'll be the first to admit. However..." he approached the door and turned the knob. The door opened with a creak.

"I used to come here all the time when I was little. It belonged to my family." Jon nodded and followed the old man inside. He lit the oil lamp in the corner, and obtained another oil lamp from a small compartment next to the door, placing it on the kitchen table and lighting it.

"Would ya care to grab some wood from the back of my pickup?" Jon nodded and grabbed a handful of firewood, bringing it back in. The old man pointed to the fireplace, and Jon carefully placed each piece of wood so that they would all fit. He grabbed a match and some paper, carefully tossing it onto the crumpled-up bits of paper. The flame slowly grew to a good size, light from the flame slowly illuminating the entire room. Jon looked around, finally able to see around the old cabin. He sat down on the big sofa next to the fireplace.

"Gorgeous old cabin." Jon couldn't say much more than that. The old man turned and gave a hearty laugh and a toothy grin.

"I thanks ya, my friend. By the way, I didn't get your name." Jon looked back at the old man and softly smiled.

"Johnathan King. But please, call me Jon." The old man thought it over a moment, then sat down next to him.

"Well I'll be goddamned. My name's Johnny. What're the odds?" Jon's eyes opened wide and he nervously chuckled.

"You're kidding." The older John shook his head.

"Not at all. By the way, you're hungry, right?" Jon's stomach growled, and he looked down.

"Guess that answers your question, eh?" John chuckled and stood, heading outside to his truck for a moment. He returned with a rather large paper bag, filled with canned and dry goods.

"I'll be a-cookin' for ya tonight. You just sit over yonder and I'll be ready 'fore ya can say 'tarnation'!" Jon chuckled and situated himself comfortably.

((I'm kinda lacking direction at the moment, so I'm struggling here. sweatdrop ))

((I'm waitin' for something to happen to my character. I'll probably give my character's current situation a twist of some sort.))

((Trust me, I've got something in mind.))

((I hope it is. Quite honestly, I'm considering not RPing today, I just don't feel up to it.))