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Poisin Ivy Josephine Vice Captain
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 Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 3:01 pm
HOW COULD YOU SOMMER? I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! I HOPE YOU LOSE SIGHT IN YOUR OTHER EYE! I HOPE YOU DIE!
Don't you EVER come near me EVER again! You aren't good enough for me OR anyone else in my family! I HATE YOU!
Those words resonated through Flora's mind. They wouldn't leave her; they wouldn't stop repeating themselves over and over as if they were a broken record in her mind. And she meant them. Every word of it. She hated him; hated him so much she hadn't been able to think straight; hated him so much she couldn't stop crying; hated him so much she couldn't stand to be near him and had run away with out a second thought just to get away from him. He would steal her brother away; her mother would disown her brother; and then she would be forced to choose between two people she loves so much; between her family. She couldn't stand Sommer; she'd wanted to kill him in that moment; but she'd been too afraid to. What would happen if Robin found out? Then he would hate her anyways.
She couldn't win from that situation; and she couldn't stand to be anywhere near him... and now all she could think about was how much her brother would love him; instead of her. And it hurt. It hurt so bad and so deep she just wanted to die. She'd thought about it before... in the weeks after everyone had told her their true feelings for her and then never spoke to her again. She'd thought about just going out into the middle of a lake; and never coming back.
It seemed so much simpler than having to live with this pain and aguish and anger. It felt so much easier; and seemed so right. If she was dead; no one would hate her; no one would judge her; no one would be disappointed in her; if she was dead... no one would be able to leave her; becuase she'd have already left them.
She'd thought about it; all those reasons and more as she made her way through the woods; running; and walking; and stumbling and crawling for three days. It had been three days since she'd started running. She hadn't stopped once; she hadn't stopped to eat; or to drink; and after the first day the urge to go to the bathroom had left her; so all she felt now was numb.
It was as if her brain had shut down; but she was still going. She'd run into a lot of things; scratched herself up pretty badly; she'd even gashed her stomach on a fallen log; but she'd kept on running. As if the farther she went from it all; the better she would be.
She couldn't go back there now even if she wanted to; she was lost. Hopelessly and utterly lost; and alone. All alone. Even her Guardian had stopped talking to her. Maybe she hated her too?
She'd stopped crying the second day. She was certain though; if there was still some sort of liquid in her body... she would be still crying; but at this point. She was drained.
She stumbled through the woods; and through a thick bush; pulling at her hair and fur; knocking her sunflower loose from her hair; the large one that had somehow managed to stay in despite the fact that all of her other ones were gone. She closed her eyes and pushed through with what little energy she had left and fell forward hard against the ground. She would die here she was certain. Die here like how she'd spent most of her life... alone. With out anyone that really loved her by her side.
Her head lolled to the side; leaves and grass matting themselves in her hair. And she saw it in front of her... the lake she'd always imagined drowning herself in. She smiled a tired sort of smile. It was a sign. She would die here. It was going to happen... As soon as she could move again... she would get up and kill herself. She closed her eyes and took in a few deep breaths. Trying to gather her strength the best she could.
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 3:58 pm
A legless demon drifted throughout the forest, attracted to the misery of others, the ultimate predator as he made no sound and left no tracks. Sorrow, fear, he hungered for these feelings, relished in them even. His wispy form made it's way with ease past trees, brought here by some urge, some instinct that told him this would be the place he'd find what he wanted.
Morpheus lived off of tormenting others and with the way he was built, he could easily torture his prey. Hands instead of front hooves, no legs at all, and best of yet his unique abilities came with unique tastes. He did not sleep, but he visited others in their dreams, he could not walk, yet he still made his way around. His body suit him well for his purpose, not only did he look like something out of a nightmare, but he was able to give herla the most terrifying dreams. In fact, even just being in his presence would be enough to give some herla bad dreams. Some found though, some found his appearance terrifying even when they were awake, not needing him to manipulate their dreams in order to satisfy his hunger.
Did he enjoy what he did? Most times he required these dreams to survive, like most needed food and water. But, every once and a while, there would be a time guilt for what he'd done consumed him. Not only did he feed off of bad dreams, but it served as a self defense mechanism as well, and every once and a while he'd cause some hart to have sleepless nights by accident. Fortunately, he had gained better control as he aged, only bringing nightmares when he needed to.
And right now, Morpheus needed a good meal, a large serving of horror and fright would fill him up. Somehow his body had brought him, without him knowing, right to the largest nearby source of despair. His blue eye peered at the hind's fallen form, examining her. Clearly the doe was suffering and though he did not know the reason, he could practically feel the gloom oozing off of her.
Leaning down closer, he drifted in a slow circle around her, unseen until he'd made his decision. This girl didn't need his assistance, her depression would be obvious to anyone upon seeing this wretched state.
Having decided to work with what he had, the ghost-like hart decided he'd alert her of his presence. Silently he drifted over, glancing over the direction she was facing so he could see what she'd seen.
His hunger growing as things became clearer, he drifted above her, waiting.
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Poisin Ivy Josephine Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 4:36 pm
Flora's ear twitched when she felt the air sir around her and her eyes were still closed as she woke up... had she been asleep? Her body was in even more pain than when she'd fallen and passed out. How was she not dead yet? Why couldn't she just die? She wanted to... but the world wouldn't let her. Why? Hadn't she been good up until this point? Didn't she deserve to be let go?
A tear would have slipped past her fur if she wasn't so exhausted and dried out of them. She opened her blood shot eyes as much as she could with how swollen they were still and noticed paws near her... She didn't see any legs around her; no furry body connected to the hands. She lifted her eyes a bit to look up at the thing staring down at her.
Was she dreaming? No. She couldn't be. It hurt too much here. Her whole body throbbed an she was aware of every scratch nick and cut that covered her body. Oh god.
She took in a shaky painful breath; trying to not feel the pain anymore. She couldn't even move her legs the muscles hurt so much. If this thing was going to kill her... she hoped it did it soon. She wanted to be able to go back to sleep and never wake up.
"What do you want?" She managed to get out in a pathetic; cracked voice. Barely above a whisper; but still audible. Even her own voice was betraying her and leaving her where she laid. How pathetic was she.
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 5:37 pm
Morpheus smirked as he watched the hind take him in, fine with letting her bask in his terrible glory. She'd know who her tormentor was and be haunted by his form, she'd burn his existence into her mind.
With a snort he lowered his head so she could look him directly in the eye, a cold smile spreading across his face as he watched her reaction. He could sense her fear along with the overwhelming sorrow, he knew what he'd do. This girl needed things to be made more real, he couldn't have her backing out and becoming all happy later on. As the girl spoke he let out a cackle, his grating voice resounding through the trees.
"What do I want my dear? I don't owe you an answer," He murmured, reaching for the girl's neck. "Perhaps I'm just here to make sure you do what you're supposed to, though it's clear you're a coward."
He was perfectly fine with being cruel to this girl, regardless of whether or not she was already hurt. He needed to make sure the reality of the situation was clear to her and it didn't matter how, as long as he got what he wanted.
"Get up!" He demanded, fingers twitching ever so slightly as he prepared to pull her up if he needed to.
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Poisin Ivy Josephine Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 6:08 pm
Flora ghasped when he took hold of her like that. She tried to close her eyes; tried to will him away from her. She would have tried to fight back but she was so weak... she couldn't even squirm away. She hadn't felt terror when she'd first saw him there; more like indifference. There was more pain in her body than any other emotion in her head. But when he grabbed her like that; her eyes bulged and her fight or flight instinct kicked in and she tried to get away; but his hold was too good on her.
It was getting hard to breath now; the longer she tried to resist; the more she tried to hide and scramble away; until finally she saw black dots in her vision. Why was this happening to her?
When he told her to get up she tried to. Having a hard time of it; her legs shaking with both fear and a simple inability to walk in generally. She couldn't get up. She couldn't get up and he was going to kill her becuase of it. She'd wanted to die... She'd wanted for her life to end; but she'd wanted to be the one to end it.
She wanted to go calm of mind; all the turmoil in her body and mind gone. She didn't want to die scared. "I can't." She ghasped crying out with a sore and broken voice; it was a rhaspy and sad shade of what her voice once was; filled with none of the old emotions she'd always tried to fill it with.
"I-I can't breath... and" She tried to take in a breath though it wasn't quite accomplished as her legs began to weakly flails and she shook her head from side to side to try and get him to lose his grasp on her. "I-I-I c-ca-can't stand." She stumbled out. Honestly astonished that she'd gotten even that much out.
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 7:10 pm
Morpheus scoffed, briefly tightening his grip on her throat before releasing her. He shook his head as he looked down at the pathetic excuse of a doe, making a tutting sound as he peered at her. Couldn't stand up? Instill enough fear in someone and you could make even the dead run.
"I'm rather... disappointed in you, I'd hoped for so much more." He sneered, reaching for her legs so he could drag her too the water instead, maybe even pull her down into the watery depths if he needed to. "You looked so promising, but I guess you're a failure."
That lovely form struggling for air, a horrific image he would gladly feed off of, the only problem was getting her there. Perhaps he'd have to motivate her a bit, twist the knife in whatever her wound was. He snorted, thinking about it as he looked her over, examining the visible wounds.
"If you can't do it yourself, then I'll make you do it," he spat. His eyes narrowed into a glare, contorting his face so he looked absolutely disgusted, though this sort of thing was to be expected.
"One last chance, get up before I drag you," he murmured, his tone menacing.
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Poisin Ivy Josephine Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 8:12 pm
"I'm sorry." Flora apologized; if she had been in the right frame of mind she would have realized there was nothing to be apologizing for. But now; she was deranged; and so close to death.... She honestly felt like she was a disappointment. She started to try and get to her feet. Even as he reached for her legs; she tried to get to her feet. She didn't want to be a disappointment here too. She didn't want someone new to hate her too. She couldn't stand it.
She worked with her front legs; weakly trying to get herself back up; trying and failing. She got as far as her front two legs under her and when she started to push she fell flat again; and she really couldn't do it. She kept trying; over and over and over again; probably one of the most pitiful most pathetic sights the other herla had seen. And all that could keep going through her mind was that she'd disappointed him too; that he would hate her too; one more. One more. One more person to hate her; one more person to make her feel lousy.
"Nooo~" She moaned sadly. Shaking her head weakly; her whole body shaking with the effort of just trying to stand. She would do this; she would do this and he wouldn't be able to say she was a disappointment. Becuase she wasn't one.
She clenched her teeth together; along with her eyes and pushed as hard as she could to get up; trying to get her back legs under her as well now. Let me rest! Her body seemed to scream to her. Let him do whatever he wants! Just let me rest! It called out to her; and she was so tempted to just do it. To just lay down and let him drag her to who knows where to do who know what.
She let out a pained noise as she finally seemed to get her body to cooperate and she stood; on shaky; throbbing legs; feeling as if she was fawn again; and that at any moment she would fall and crash.
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 8:50 pm
Morpheus dropped his hands to his sides and drifted back away from her slightly, eyeing the shaky legs she was standing on. This hind was like a broken glass ballerina, delicate and fragile, easily smashed to pieces when reality came crashing down on her. Clearly she'd been coddled as a fawn, otherwise she would've hardened up, learned to deal with things, and found that she wasn't the only one who had to struggle.
Of course it was the weak ones like this that were the most fun to mess with, to torture. It was an easy meal, all you had to do was twist the way things the wretch viewed things. If he did things right, he could probably scare her a bit too, make her think she was the most terrible person on earth, that she would never be loved by anyone, and there was always the tastiest misery of all, the thought that one should've never been born. It was always a favorite of his to watch, what could be more fun than a young herla thinking everyone would've been better off without them?
"Bravo, though your apology is quite worthless..." he smirked, clapping his hands together. "I'm quite surprised I'll admit, didn't think someone like you could manage it. Now, if you would direct your hideous form out of the way of the herla who aren't completely worthless, if you know what I mean. By the looks of it, someone found you quite inadequate and you know, if one person thinks it then everyone else must."
He laughed darkly, drifting to the side of her, only a tiny bit curious as to how she would react. If this didn't work, he could always figure out some other way to crush her. He'd do it systematically, start with the typical doe weaknesses and then move onto the rarer fears he encountered. If that still didn't work, then he could always bring up obvious faults and loved ones.
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Poisin Ivy Josephine Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 9:48 pm
"I'm not hideous..." She said quietly. she didn't have to be near death or half crazed with fatigue to know that. Her whole body was shaking with the effort of standing up now. It hurt so badly; oh god did it hurt. She just wanted this thing to go away so she could die in peace. That's all she wanted.
But when he called her inadequate it struck a nerve. Her ears slicked back and her head fell in shame. She knew she was no good. She knew it was true. She knew everyone must hate her how couldn't they? She couldn't even apologize to him becuase he didn't want to hear it.
She let out a whimper. "I don't mean to be inadequate..." She murmured; and if there was any room left to cry she probably would be crying again. "I don't mean to be... I try so hard... to be good... to be someone every one likes... but they all hate me and leave me anyways." She let loose a sob and her front legs nearly gave out underneath her.
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 8:58 pm
"Maybe in your opinion hind, but to me," he smirked, looking her over. "I've seen rotting fish that looked better," he cackled, drifting around her. Judging by how she reacted to that, she was confident in her looks, which meant he could not use that to make her crack.
He peered at her, watching her behavior changed in response to being called inadequate and a grin flashed briefly upon his face. His eyes followed her face as she took on an even more pitiful look than before. This was a look that he was not unfamiliar with and though it may have affect others, he felt no compassion for her.
"Don't forget weak my dear," He sneered as he stopped in front of her, the tips of his fingers tapping against each other. "Perhaps you wouldn't be so inadequate if you put more effort into things, I noticed you say 'I can't' far too much for my taste." He snorted, reaching a hand towards her face to gently stroke it. "Obviously you haven't learned what's important, ironic since you just told me you aren't hideous. They don't like you because you've made yourself worthless and since you're worthless..." He peered at her, faking disgust to hide his amusement.
"I take it you're here to do the world a favor? It's a pity you couldn't prevent your own birth, isn't it? Imagine how much better your friends lives would be without you."
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Poisin Ivy Josephine Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 17, 2010 10:00 pm
Flora tried not to look at her; tried to look away and avert her yes; but the way he talked to her; when he did talk to her; seemed to pull her gaze and her attention to him. She lifted her eyes; no more strength left in her body to move her head willingly. She was honestly surprised her body hadn't failed her yet and fallen back to the floor. She knew she hadn't gone long enough with out food to die... but she'd gone enough with out stopping to die of exhaustion; hadn't had enough to drink to die of dehydration. The fact that she couldn't cry should have said a lot.
When he reached out and touched her; she wanted to pull away. She didn't like him touching her. She didn't want him touching her. She wanted to pull away her head; try and move away from him... but she couldn't. She whimpered and closed her eyes tight; her head spinning when she did that because it was a if the exhaustion was trying to catch up with her. But she was too afraid to go to sleep now...
"Stop." She said weakly trying to move; shaking her head; but barely. Her lips pulled into a frown; though it shook and wavered terribly. She knew everything he said was true. She knew she was worthless... she knew it was her fault that she was worthless... if she wasn't then why would no one want to be around her? Why would no one have come looking for her? Why would no one have chased after her when she ran away. She let out a sobbing shuddering breath and she tried to fight back the consuming utter despair. No one was going to save her. No one was going to run to her side. She did need a protector... why hadn't she just gone off with Adonis....
But.... "Repo isn't better off...." She said sadly. She'd left her best freind... left him all alone... oh god... she was so selfish. How could she be so selfish? The words played through her head; even though he'd only said it once to her; she heard her brother accusing her of it over and over again. And she believed him now more than ever.
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Posted: Sun Jun 20, 2010 11:52 am
"You want me to stop my dear?" The mocking tone was clear in Morpheus' voice as he looked upon her, claws beginning to dig in. "You brought this on yourself, look around you, look at the state you're in." He smirked, casting a gaze around at the trees, the lake, his hand never leaving her cheek, hoping he'd draw blood.
"Tell me you didn't do this to yourself, I dare you," he laughed, the words rolling oh so sweetly off his tongue. "Your actions, your words, they all indicate you as the cause of many problems..." His cold smile spread wider, practically splitting his face. "Not only to yourself, but to other people as well. How many kind herla have you made miserable? Ruined anyone else's life yet?" He chortled, free hand hanging down, fingers occasionally stroking the grass beneath them.
This was going exceptionally well it seemed, pulling this pathetic hind further into despair was quite easy. So easy a job was he having that it was disgusting. There was no fun without a challenge and this girl seemed to have already given up, he could probably get her to do whatever he liked with a simple command, perhaps a threat or two thrown in.
"Not better off you say?" His eye twitched slightly as his free hand clenched and the other dug in deeper. "My, my, it seems we have quite the fool here..." He snickered, eyes widening as it seemed the girl was going to be a little more difficult than expected, he just had to press the right buttons...
"Tell me in what way does your pathetic existence make this... Repo, better?" He sneered, leaning closer to her, face so close to her's that not even an insect could squeeze it's way between their noses. His hot breath smelled of death and decay as he exhaled, searching her face.
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Poisin Ivy Josephine Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jun 20, 2010 6:30 pm
Flora flinched as best she could away from his claws; they felt razor sharp; like knives cutting into her flesh. She was certain she was bleeding already. They didn't feel like they were cutting in too deep; but it hurt... a lot. She cried out but the more she squirmed against him; the more he cut into him.
Flora shook her head; even though it meant he could cut into her deeper. "It wasn't my fault! I didn't want to be like this!" She cried out; trying to push away from him; but not being able to. She tried pushing away with her front and back legs; pulling her head and neck away from him. She finally managed to get out but her face was ripped into ribbons. She let out a scream of pain as she started to bleed.
She'd thought she couldn't hurt anymore... but oh god did that hurt. Her face throbbed and with every movement; every grimaces; ever time she wanted to cry; everytime she finched; he felt like she was squirting blood... How was she not dead yet? How could a pain this severe not have killed her yet. What kind of greater power would let her live through this?
She tried not to clench her teeth; tried not to do anything to help her show she wasn't hurting; but when she did that the flexing of her facial muscles hurt her twice as much.
"It's all Sommers Fault!" She cried out. her whole body shaking from the dry sobs that racked her body. She felt like she was going to fall again but she held herself up. The blood dripping from her face as if it were tears falling from her eyes. "This is all his fault! He ruined my life! He's the reason I'm here!" She cried out; truly beleiving that. "If he'd never been born; I wouldn't be here!!"
She looked up at him with slightly steely eyes "This is all his fault.
Her steely gaze faltered when he got so close to her. pressing up his nose to hers. Her eyes widened in hurt when he'd asked her that; she was certain that Repo had been worse off with out her. "He doesn't kill anymore." She whimpered; closing her eyes and trying to turn away from him.
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Posted: Sun Jun 20, 2010 7:53 pm
The way this girl squirmed under his claws, the way her face torn to pieces under his hand, her cries of pain, the way she could do nothing to save herself, Morpheus relished every moment. Of course, as he watched the girl he took note that instead of helping her situation, she made things worse, he could only assume that she'd done something similar with her life, that's why she'd be in a place like this.
"Not your fault my dear? Who you've become is entirely your fault, you can't be laying the blame on other's. The mistakes you've made throughout your life, the things you said, the things you've done..." He tapped his fingers against what was left of her cheek, not hesitating to prod at her wounds. "It's all your fault, no one else can be held responsible for how you've become."
"Look where you are my dear!" He cackled, retreating slightly to spread his arms wide, his back to the lake. "Did this Sommer bring you here?! I think not!" He laughter thundered through the trees as he peered at her, "I think the culprit was your own legs, they betrayed you, carried you to this place, brought you to me."
He snickered to himself, reaching for her cheek to wipe off a drop of blood onto his fingers. He held his finger to his nose, sniffing briefly before licking it off his hand.
"Tastes like denial," he said mockingly, his head shaking slowly. "Clearly you haven't thought of the benefits of killing or what is considered killing. If you did not kill you would starve, for every time you eat you are killing plants. Others kill to defend their family, what would you do if your child was attacked, if the only way you could save them was to kill? Do not think that what you've done is a good thing."
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Poisin Ivy Josephine Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 5:26 pm
Why hadn't anyone come to save her? Why wasn't anyone looking for her? Where was Kindle? Where was Adonis? Where was Repo? She didn't even want to think about where Robin was... He would never come and save her. After what she said to Sommer... He probably hated her. WELL! She would hate him right back! She wouldn't let it hurt! She'd just get rid of the pain! Push all of her emotions so deep down she wouldn't be able to feel anything ever again! She'd kill it all.
And then something in her broke; something snapped; something turned off; and it was if her eyes dulled. She looked up at him; broken. Completely defeated. She almost didn't feel the fact that he was touching her cheek. Poking and prodding it. She winced; and more blood flowed down her cheek.
She shook her head slowly once he'd let go of her face and asked her that question; even if he hadn't really been asking it to get an answer.
"It is his fault." She told him; dead pan; looking up at him with a cold expression; just; nothing. No pain. No hate. no remorse. No love. No warmth. No regret. Nothing. "He did this. He's the reason why I'm here. It's his fault. I'm going to die today. And it will all be his fault. And he'll never know the pain he's caused me." She said bitterly; that one emotion making it's way through. "I might have brought myself to the edge. But he more than rammed me over the edge."
She didn't move when he wiped the blood off of her cheek. It was starting to coagulate now and it was beginning to cut off it's flow. But her cheeks were still stained with red. The earth around her tinged in it. She only felt it was fitting; to have her face completely and utterly ruined. People only liked her for her looks; otherwise they would have stayed around after that. She actually felt better; knowing she would die an ugly wretch. A shell of once she once was. As if she was a flower that had been plucked and had it's petals torn from its body.
"You're right." She told him. Her shoulder sagging. She gave up. there was no way to win this. No one was on her side. No one loved her. No one cared about her. Her mother cared for her... She felt a slight tinge of guilt when she thought of her mother; and her father; and Lawley. They would miss her. But the person she loved most in the world; Robin... he had SOMMER now. He didn't need her. They were probably laughing; right now at her; at what an idiot she was. Telling her people just thought she was innocent. She knew the truth... They thought she was stupid.
Fine. She'd end it all. She'd end herself. Then they'd be sorry. They'd see. They'd know; just how much they'd hurt her. They'd regret ever even knowing her. Becuase they'd know; even if she'd have to become a guardian herself; that it was all their fault.
She looked up at Morpheus; looked into his eyes with her own dead ones. "You're right." She said again. "There are benefits to killing." she looked past him and towards the lake longingly; as if there was a dear friend in it that she needed to go and see; someone she hadn't seen in a long; long time. "I should just do it. I should kill myself. Let them all be happy. They'd be much happier with out me." She looked back to him; she'd given up; there was no more to do. No amount of running could change her; could fix her; could fix what had happened. "It's so simple. And it will help so much. Why didn't I think of it sooner?"
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