A nightmare called The Apocalypse

Oct 17, 2007 15:03

This wasn’t happening... none of this was real. That’s what I kept telling myself. It’s what I wanted to believe so desperately. It almost felt like I was trapped in a nightmare, one much worse than the one Pylea had ever been. Pylea was just a distant dream compared to this hellish dream-like place. But it was all real; everything that had ( Read more... )

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shanshu_angel October 18 2007, 04:04:02 UTC
Connor should be here. We need Connor right now but of course, he's probably off with Cordelia because she feels safer with him ( ... )

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pryce_less October 18 2007, 04:14:43 UTC
I very nearly was lacerated across the nape of my neck by a massive shard that came off of the table that I crashed through. Strangely, though there was an immeasureable amount of pain from being pelted by such a heavy and jagged object when splintering, I didn't let it influence me to seek shelter ( ... )

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quietkindocrazy October 22 2007, 22:12:26 UTC
It was just too much. The Beast was just too strong for us ( ... )

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shanshu_angel October 23 2007, 04:08:45 UTC
When Fred picked up a gun and started to fire, I worried where this was going. The Beast hadn't actually perpetuated any bviolence against Fred yet, but this thing was savage, seemingly impenetrable and I'm certain that moralistics when it comes to the fairer sex aren't something that he holds a standard about ( ... )

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pryce_less October 23 2007, 04:21:28 UTC
When Fred uttered a scream, My intensity to put this rock-monster down increased ( ... )

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quietkindocrazy October 25 2007, 04:01:46 UTC
A few seconds seemed like a whole eternity to me after the glass came crashing down. Finally I looked up and saw Angel fighting with the Beast. I could tell he was trying to find a weak spot, but he was being over powerd by the Beast and his rock-like shell ( ... )

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shanshu_angel October 26 2007, 22:23:59 UTC
Gasping, gargling, feeling worse probably then I’ve ever felt before, I felt the stake smash into my neck. The irony wasn’t lost on me in the brief moments before fear came to me that not only was I being impaled by my own stake, but I was being stabbed through the neck; the neck, where I had bitten so many before ( ... )

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pryce_less October 26 2007, 22:27:17 UTC
The Beast had tossed Angel out of the window, which came immediately after he had stabbed him in the throat with the stake. Holding the Machine gun with Angel now out of the way, I wanted to not only kill this abnormal, grotesque freak or rock, but I wanted to make him suffer while I did so ( ... )

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quietkindocrazy November 1 2007, 21:20:37 UTC
When Angel flew out that window, I could only think the worse. I had wanted to go after him, and out of instinct I ran in the direction that the Beast had tossed Angel. Yeah, it had been a bad idea, since the Beast was directly in front of me, but before I could think about all the repercussions my moment of stupidity would have, Wesley grabbed me and fired at the Beast once more ( ... )

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