April 16th, 2006 there was a terrible CRASH.
"Are you quite done yet?" suddenly reverberated back into the, now evident, gaping hole that replaced the once existant wall in the west wing of the old building. Right after the question was posed, a little redhaired youth popped up from within the rubble, frantically looking around for the owner of the question, smiling almost crazily as they attempted to pull themself from the wreckage. From the point of view alotted from inside the room, the person tanding over the wafting smoke that was slowly exiting into the outside atmosphere, it was almost like a shadowed voice from a god. Well, not quite, but never the less, the shadowed one extended a helping hand to the little one, aiding them in the escape of the debree.
"I was just finishing up actually, no need to rush quite yet" was the raspy reply, which almost sounded sweet, and yet still slight feminin kind of voice for the moment, as the little one brushed themself off. Ruffling their skirt, they looked up to their 'saviour' curiously. "What are you doin' here anyways, I thought you said you'd be leaving me in this hellhole this time. As you were tired of always having to carry my sorry ass back home." Suddenly jutted in from no where, the voice taking on a slight more masculin, solid chorus from the same little mouth that just had sounded happy and light.
"I got bored." was the only reply that the tall boy would answer as he looked away from his companion, coughing at the smoke that flew around him, casting a shadow on everything around them.
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... Oh shit.
Z's writing.
I dunno what suddenly inspired me to start writing, but I've been scrawling for the last hour and some - finally decided to get atleast one of my character's stories out. Of all characters, it's Mercer/Mercy though (Schizophrenic Asexual Youth with a horrible past. Fun stuff.)
After him, it's definitally gonna be Greer.
A story with a knife to the heart twist.
... I'm so not cliche, I think. ^^.
--Z
"I was just finishing up actually, no need to rush quite yet" was the raspy reply, which almost sounded sweet, and yet still slight feminin kind of voice for the moment, as the little one brushed themself off. Ruffling their skirt, they looked up to their 'saviour' curiously. "What are you doin' here anyways, I thought you said you'd be leaving me in this hellhole this time. As you were tired of always having to carry my sorry ass back home." Suddenly jutted in from no where, the voice taking on a slight more masculin, solid chorus from the same little mouth that just had sounded happy and light.
"I got bored." was the only reply that the tall boy would answer as he looked away from his companion, coughing at the smoke that flew around him, casting a shadow on everything around them.
---------
... Oh shit.
Z's writing.
I dunno what suddenly inspired me to start writing, but I've been scrawling for the last hour and some - finally decided to get atleast one of my character's stories out. Of all characters, it's Mercer/Mercy though (Schizophrenic Asexual Youth with a horrible past. Fun stuff.)
After him, it's definitally gonna be Greer.
A story with a knife to the heart twist.
... I'm so not cliche, I think. ^^.
--Z