Thank You
thank you
I was once in a place where no one could hear my screams. My screams were loud once, loud and demanding and begging to be set free.
But they grew weak, growing weaker as my hope to be heard was lost. I was trapped, I didn't know where I was, time did not exist, and I was alone.
My children... my little twins... would they even remember me?
...
There is a small crack beneath my fingers. It feels rough, the first texture I've felt in so long. There is no feeling in the darkness, nothing to cling onto, nothing to cry into.
The crack grows and grows. I see flashes of violet and swirls of red-orange that highlight my palms, the first light in hundreds, thousands of years maybe.
The crack becomes so large that it breaks and two hands reach out in the darkness as the familiar burn of lightning and flames crackle on my skin, illuminating the shadows.
I take them and my screams are released; a small, weary, liberated cry is among them:
"Thank you."
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hello, i have characters for bad idea
Khonsu
Hero, Generation III
Civilian identity: Issac [REDACTED]
Wavy hair(undercut), dyed dark red, and brown eyes
Positives: Analytical, open-minded, objective, charismatic
Negatives: Insensitive, solitary, repressed, restless
Forever tired dad to three(3) chaotic heroes-in-training
Manipulates lunar energy, often called a werewolf
Trained in Project [REDACTED]
Helios
Villain, Generation III
Civilian identity: Connor [REDACTED]
Curly hair, natural black w/ violet ends, and gray eyes
Positives: Brilliant, practical, perceptive, direct
Negatives: Risk-prone, defiant, impatient, merciless
Is probably a masochist but strongly denies it
Telekinesis, and manipulates fire and solar energy, is called a phoenix
Trained in Project [REDACTED]
Shu
Hero informant, Generation II
Civilian identity: Benett "Benji" Clay
Wavy hair, natural dark brown, and hazel eyes
Positives: Enthusiastic, good-natured, curious, driven
Negatives: Disorganized, people-pleasing, nosy, gullible
Khonsu's kind of sort of brother
Manipulates the wind, isn't called any sort of mythical animal
Trained in Project Brimstone
Moryana
Vigilante, Generation IV
Civilian identity: Penelope Sosa
Straight hair, dirty blonde, and dark brown eyes
Positives: Supportive, hardworking, rational, reliable
Negatives: Reserved, overcommitted, altruistic, disrespectful
Has been subjected to horoscope readings, would not recommend
Manipulates water, is probably a siren
Trained in Project Ether
Tiamat
Villain, Generation III
Civilian identity: Makayla [REDACTED]
Curly hair, black, and brown eyes
Positives: Observant, creative, pragmatic, magnetic
Negatives: Unfocused, easily bored, sensitive, vicious
Khonsu and Shu's kind of sort of sister
Manipulates water and storms, is definitely a siren
Trained in Project [REDACTED]
Nyx
Vigilante, Generation II
Civilian identity: Kameron Caye
Wavy hair, light brown, and green-gray eyes
Positives: Empathetic, passionate, idealistic, generous
Negatives: Unrealistic, vulnerable, self-critical, isolated
Friends-with-benefits with Shu, supposedly no feelings involved
Manipulates darkness and stellar energy, probably a vampire
Trained in Project Brimstone
I might be posting short stories introducing them as best as I can because writing is about as easy as me balancing myself on a thin circle. It won't make sense and it definitely won't make sense. Yes, I just wrote that twice. Yes, I am slightly sleep-deprived.
The gods have made many mistakes and their greatest was giving me a flesh suit to inhabit.
"For years I've been rushing around, taking whatever I fancied, not giving a tinker's curse for those I hurt. Yet here I am... with riches and reputation, feeling no wiser than when I left home.
Yet when I turn around, and look at the course I've run... there's not a man or woman that I love left standing beside me."
without saying your favorite character’s name, put in the tags a quote said by your fav.
you could hear the creaking, bloodthirsty voice, calling out to you by name. you could hear his yellow smile, tongue licking his lips at the thought of finally getting to the main course.
your friends? simple appetizers. not as filling but the slasher ached for more and he was ready to enjoy his meal.
oh, how naive he is.
a dark grin slides across your face, eyes red with hunger and teeth gnashing with delight. did he not know? did he not know what a real monster is, how a real monster would hunt?
poor, poor man.
oh, what a shame it will be to tear his throat out, cut open his gut, and feast on his intestines, becoming drunk on his blood and the flesh of his lungs.
oh, what a shame it will be.
you slowly open the closet door, your stomach growling in impatience.
it was time for the hunt to begin.
It started as a spur of the moment trip with your friends. Despite your best efforts you are the only one left alive and the slasher is closing in on your position. While you lament the loss of your friends now that you are alone… Now you can show the slasher what a REAL monster looks like.
I'M SO FUCKING GAY I—
Get you one who can do both 😍
she/they, disaster bisexual and awkward enby at your service
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