My Heart Which is So Full to Overflowing [Active/Open]
Characters: KH!Sephiroth, Uchiha Sasuke, Naoki Kashima, anyone else willing to help a crazy guy. XD
Content: After being drugged by Birdman and fighting against Loz, Seph finds himself in need of some serious help.
Location: Park Avenue, an abandoned and half-destroyed convience store.
Time of day: Morning after Christmas.
Warnings: Threats of violence, possible actual violence, heroin effects, swearing.
[ooc: side-effects listed here: http://www.heroinaddictiondrugrehab.com/h-side-effects.htm]
Thinking coherently seemed to be much more difficult than just a few hours ago.
Attempting to haul himself up onto the front counter, the silver-haired man weakly swore as his legs refused to comply with his arms, and he collapsed again, hitting the tiled floor once again with a pained grunt. Breathing was so damn hard and he continually fought the urge to fall back asleep.
This... this was all his fault...
Birdman. He'd been poisoned. How could he have been so careless?
With another groan of pain, Sephiroth cringed and held a hand to his stomach, refusing to vomit again. Last time had been blood. Next time would most likely be his insides.
Stay awake. Stay awake.
He had to live to find Cloud. He had to confront him and kill him. It was all he existed for. Anyone who stood in his way would be crushed.
He was not going to die like this. No matter how screwed up this world had made him.
There was the possibility of no ressurection here. He didn't want that.
Room growing dark... okay, just keep thinking. Keep thinking. Don't give in.
Where the hell was the kid already?
Not that he needed the help. He wanted to kill everyone, not this Birdman freak. The post was a warning for his own benefit. And anyway to keep himself from dying now, he would take.
He did not have sympathy for anyone. He did not care about anyone.
But apparently, this boy did. Idiot.
...thinking was too much trouble. So he stopped.
And became dead to the world around him once more.
[ooc2: yes, he did faint. Not dead. ^^;]
Content: After being drugged by Birdman and fighting against Loz, Seph finds himself in need of some serious help.
Location: Park Avenue, an abandoned and half-destroyed convience store.
Time of day: Morning after Christmas.
Warnings: Threats of violence, possible actual violence, heroin effects, swearing.
[ooc: side-effects listed here: http://www.heroinaddictiondrugrehab.com/h-side-effects.htm]
Thinking coherently seemed to be much more difficult than just a few hours ago.
Attempting to haul himself up onto the front counter, the silver-haired man weakly swore as his legs refused to comply with his arms, and he collapsed again, hitting the tiled floor once again with a pained grunt. Breathing was so damn hard and he continually fought the urge to fall back asleep.
This... this was all his fault...
Birdman. He'd been poisoned. How could he have been so careless?
With another groan of pain, Sephiroth cringed and held a hand to his stomach, refusing to vomit again. Last time had been blood. Next time would most likely be his insides.
Stay awake. Stay awake.
He had to live to find Cloud. He had to confront him and kill him. It was all he existed for. Anyone who stood in his way would be crushed.
He was not going to die like this. No matter how screwed up this world had made him.
There was the possibility of no ressurection here. He didn't want that.
Room growing dark... okay, just keep thinking. Keep thinking. Don't give in.
Where the hell was the kid already?
Not that he needed the help. He wanted to kill everyone, not this Birdman freak. The post was a warning for his own benefit. And anyway to keep himself from dying now, he would take.
He did not have sympathy for anyone. He did not care about anyone.
But apparently, this boy did. Idiot.
...thinking was too much trouble. So he stopped.
And became dead to the world around him once more.
[ooc2: yes, he did faint. Not dead. ^^;]