Hope's End Guest Post: Day 2
Welcome to Day 2 of Hope’s End! This is where guest writers can have their characters post to the network. These posts will be handled the same way as any other post to the network, but we'll keep them grouped together for everyone's sanity.
All guest characters arrived in Hope’s End with a communicator that resembles a Blackberry. These have text, ( Read more... )
All guest characters arrived in Hope’s End with a communicator that resembles a Blackberry. These have text, ( Read more... )
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Diplomacy was something Gaara had to learn, before and during his ascension in rank. So many villagers were shocked that he of all people had been chosen to lead them, knowing how he was.
And her claim right then, it made him release a single peel of cold, barking laughter that completely lacked humor.]
Get through to me… [He raised a single hand to cover one eye, chuckling almost deliriously at the concept.] Why would you want to do that…
You know what will happen, soon enough… I will be terminated, once again. Won’t you feel sadness, when that occurs?
[Disturbed by his roiling emotions, his sand stopped moving, though the trails were still wrapped around her heels, keeping her in place.]
Why don’t we just end this foolishness, right now. What meaning is there, in any of this?
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[It was really what he believed. For the few people that had done anything for him in his life, what happened to them? Were they still here, now? No. He was left to suffer without them. Alone.
Loneliness.
How he hated it with fervor, at this very moment.]
You will only leave in the end… They always do!
[With a burst of negative emotions surging through him, the sand uncurled from her feet and suddenly rose to shove her, hard.]
I will never be… wanted or loved.
[He cared for her, and because he cared, he didn’t want her to be driven away from him with hatred, eventually. Wouldn’t it be better for them to part with more pleasant memories, than to become enemies sometime in the future? After he inevitably did something to disgust her? It was bound to happen. Past or not, he still carried core qualities from his childhood to the present.]
Save yourself while you still can... you fool.
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They needed to survive. They had to survive, without him. And they could. He knew that now. But did he… want them to be unable to? Did he want them to want him? To miss him? But that wasn’t something he should desire. He was expected to want what was best for them.
What was best for everyone else except him… selflessness… honor… integrity…
Conflict warred inside of him, further disrupting his already-unstable mind.]
Of course I care about you. That is why I want you to leave…
[A harsh bark of laughter spilled free of his lips from hearing her cries. Gaara idly lifted a hand to press the palm against his forehead, asking in a tone that hinted at his growing delirium.] Am I being selfish, Ishtar? Does that surprise you? You never knew… did you? How… tainted I am.
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I was… never competent enough to please my father. Never strong enough to protect the village… [His arms tightened around his knees, nails digging into the fabric of his own coat.] If I hadn’t become stronger… Father would have continued to send assassins to eradicate my existence. I failed… at my purpose for living.
You are not useless, Ishtar… You are kind and selfless. You are wanted by others… needed… liked… accepted… even loved. [He remembered Duzell, the vampire king from her world, who was obviously in love with the princess. Another case of unrequited love, for she harbored romantic feelings toward her bodyguard.
His gaze shifted over to look at the girl, eyes cloudy and melancholic.] I understand that feeling as well… Sai… I told you before, that he doesn’t regard me with ( ... )
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Emotions were weak. Bonds were weak. Family stood in the way of seeking power. Being tied to others just created additional, unnecessary liabilities. He was too soft. Too frail. Too attached. If he could only sever his ties to anything and anyone that kept him bound and restrained, unable to reach his full potential, then maybe there would be a glimmer of hope for him to become strong. But as he was… his efforts could only result in failure.
He despised being helpless. It meant he could do nothing to change the outcome of the situation. And from his past experiences, when people ran out of their utility, they were discarded. There had been a number of attempts to replace him, in the roles where he failed before. As the Ultimate Weapon of Suna, as the host of the One Tail, as the Kazekage… People had always wanted to get rid of him, for one reason or another. It was no wonder he saw so little value in his own existence, in spite of his innate ( ... )
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Out of instinct, Gaara started to reach toward one site of blood on her arm, but then pulled back at the last second before making contact. Touching the area would only aggravate her wound.]
You need medical attention…
[But he didn’t make a move to leave, even though he should have. It felt strange, to go against his engrained training and submit to selfish desire. For a long time, he had been forced to refrain from doing what he wanted, in favor of doing what was necessary, what was right. Even when he had been locked in the jaws of insanity, he couldn’t always do what he wanted.
What did he want? Did he even know?]
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[The confused redhead stayed quiet, keeping his arms around his frail, injured friend. His sand surrounded them on the ground, emitting a ( ... )
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