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Yall. You know whats disgusting? Owl pellets.
I am not the kind of person who squeals. At all. Like AT ALL. My friends will squeeze my waist or something to get me to jump but instead I g r u n t like ive been shot or something.
Well today was not the case. I was high pitched S C R E E C H I N G because it CrUnChEd and I hate that. It was *dramatic shiver* traumatizing. One of my friends held up into my face and literally screaming and ran face first into a wall, then I fell on the table, and then I screeched again because she tried to touch me with her nasty crusty dusty rusty gloves.
Anyways. How are yall doin?
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Cassian scrambles back trying to get away. He starts hyperventilating again. He is now exposed and there is nowhere to hide.
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Cassie looks up and shakes horribly. He presses against the wall unsure what to do.
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He nods slightly, mud still over his face and deep in his hair. It layers over him. If all the mud was off he would look so much like Anansi it'd be hard to miss. "Mhm..."
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He recognized that word at least. “I used to be best friends with Miss Eddie… and Mr. Elan was my friend…” he pauses a moment. “And there was my daddy…”
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"No....." He isn't lying. He did nothing to anger them, nothing to truly provoke a death sentence, which is what this is. He simply existed. Yet people can find something to hate in even that. He appears to trust them a little more. "I don't know where I am..." He mumbles. He doesn't know. All he knows is suddenly he was watching his father being tased to near death and then throne into a aircraft to be flown here to die. All he knows is anything and everything here is out to kill him and his daddy is not here to protect him.
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He scoots over against the wall, backing away slightly. He has something hidden in his hand. He shakes his head slightly. He looks absolutely terrified. He looks up at Ezrium. "Cassian..." He whispers so they can barely hear.
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Cassian is shaking and trembling against the wall. He is completely covered with mud and dirt. He is filthy. "Please don't..." He whispers.
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Sacrifice Eddie and Scare Athena
SmilingPanda19 replied to Lord Spirit's topic in Forum Games & Random Stuff
Just wondering... may I join on the 5 star cult experience? (I'm just joking nobody murder me) -
(My friend says hello) (aka @DefiantAllomancer)
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In the very back of the cave, flat against the wall and in a puddle sits Cassian. He is caked with mud all over, head to toe. The only thing you would be able to see of him would his eyes as the light glistens off them softly. The rest of him blends in with the mud and darkness pretty well. Cassian freezes in the dark, he heard them again, this time closer. He holds his breath.
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He closes his eyes and holds his breath. His lips pressed together for a moment. He feels a rising hum in his throat. He lets go of a breath. La da… duh da… He can feel a warmth wrap around him and over his shoulders and he hears a little quiet whisper in his ear. In a world of knights and tales of old, He hums back in his head. Where heroes brave were known and told, He can feel her presence over him and it was sweet and warm. I'll sing to you, my little one, Of battles fought and victories won. Like a soft tune ringing in his ears he can just barely imagine what he voice would have sounded like. Anansi always said it was the most beautiful thing in the whole world. But remember, son, the world's not all grand, It's filled with challenges, you'll understand, Yet in its imperfections, sweet parts reside, In your heart, my love, let them be your guide. Anansi and Elowen wrote it together before he was born, Anansi played it all the time for him when he missed her. As you grow, my precious one, Through life's adventures, you will run, Know that I'm here, by your side, Singing this song, our love as our guide. He takes a deep breath whispering the last part out loud. “I am your mother. I am your father. You are my son. We will always be there for you….. my little one.” He goes silent again. Something about it was comforting. He feels the warmth retreat and he feels empty again.
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