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"Blinky?" He said, confused.
"Blinky?" He said, confused.
He pointed at Asura's aura. "Blinky? Y'know, with the lightshow going on around you?"
He glared, trying to tone down his aura. However, it ended up glowing much brighter due to his anger.
Michael chuckled a little. "Definitely a blinky."
Lavender ignored them all, lost in the darkest place of her mind.
He then noticed Lavender. "Uhh, is she okay?"
Strudel licked Lavender's cheek anxiously, but Lavender barely felt this and she pressed her hands to her temples with her eyes squeezed shut, breathing ragged as she desperately tried to muffle the voices, ignore the visions and memories.
Asura shook his head, looking at her with concern. "I… don't think so." He got up and walked over to her, considering whether he should put a hand on her shoulder or not. He decided against it. "Lavender, are you alright?"
Michael sat on his knees next to her. "Hey man, you alright?"
Lavender's eyes snapped open. Ziryn striking her across the face, claws gouging her skin. She took a deep breath. Searing pain exploding through her as Vyur brands her chest. Her hand crept up to the mark. Laying on the ground, face turning blue as hands clamp around her neck, squeezing hard as she suffocates. Her eyes are glassy. "I–I'm fine." The Brand pulsed underneath her shirt, a tiny whimper escaping from her lips.
Michael frowned. "I'm tired so I don't know if this will work, but it's worth a shot." He put a hand in front of Lavender's forehead and and a diamond appeared on their foreheads. Slowly, he tried to drain the pain away
It didn't help. In fact, it did the opposite. The visions flew through her head at blinding speed, snapping her head back as her most torturous memories all burst to life in her head. The Brand pulsed on her chest again, heating up until her whole body was filled with excruciating pain. "Stop…", she croaked as she cradled her head in her hands, willing the visions to stop, willing herself to forget. She opened her eyes, and for a moment, her cyborg foot was a bleeding stump, her robotic hand was a disgusting mess of what flesh looked like when slowly put through a meat grinder.
(She forgot to disable the comm link, so Asura can see all the memories right now. Basically, she was tortured, abused, and tested on, and the 'Brand', is basically when the {evil} Faeries branded her with a hot iron, cursing her. I will explain more later.)
(also, she's hallucinating)
(oh no. poor cinnamon roll child)
(that's not the worst of it *evil grin *)
(oohhhh nnnnooooo. why must it be the cinnamon roll child? why??)
(I like breaking my characters)
Michael panicked. "Oh my god I'm so sorry, I-I…" Something flickered behind his eyes, and he slumped over, unconscious
Matthias woke up to something hitting his outstretched leg and kicked at it softly to get it off, but it stayed on so he pulled himself up to see what was on him, only to see the body of a random guy passed out over Lavender. Matt rolled to his feet and pushed the unconscious body off to the side, "Get off da lassie ya perv."
All Lavender could see were the X, the sight of her own blood and flesh rotting on the floor, the glaring light that always accompanied an experiment, Vyur's sickly blue skin. Through the murky visions, she saw the new guy pass out, and reached out to him.
Matthias is honestly my favorite right now )
(Matthias is honestly one of the best characters I've seen in a rp)
(hah. lol thanks)
Michael groaned, slowly waking back up. "Uuugh, this is the worst hangover I've ever had." He rolled over and then looked at Lavender. "Oh. Not a hangover. Owww." He groaned, putting a hand to his head. He tried to stand up, but his legs had gone numb from the feedback of his powers
(anyone online…?)
(ahhh sorry i'm back)
"Are ya alright ya perv?" Matthias poked at Michael's face. "Ya'll were real bad and passed out on the lil' missy all slober-like."
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