Pandora's Requiem (OOC, Open)

[Ben M]

Well this has been really silent. I'm back BTW, I'll try to get a post up tonight but I have a big one I need to finish for IJ.

I need to talk to black about the Warden. Happy Independance Day!

[Castle Crashers]

This isn't gonna die.
Not yet.
Pls. ;-;

[Ben M]

This isn't gonna die.
Not yet.
Pls. ;-;

Oh of course not! I just need to talk to black, but I keep putting it off. Write now I am in Upenn doing physics work, so yeah, I need find the time to figure out my questions.

[Castle Crashers]

This isn't gonna die.
Not yet.
Pls. ;-;

Oh of course not! I just need to talk to black, but I keep putting it off. Write now I am in Upenn doing physics work, so yeah, I need find the time to figure out my questions.

Seriously, if this thing burns out I will literally cry myself to sleep.
I don't kid.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

Oh of course not! I just need to talk to black, but I keep putting it off. Write now I am in Upenn doing physics work, so yeah, I need find the time to figure out my questions.

Seriously, if this thing burns out I will literally cry myself to sleep.
I don't kid.

So you adult instead? How boring.

[Castle Crashers]

Seriously, if this thing burns out I will literally cry myself to sleep.
I don't kid.

So you adult instead? How boring.

Lol xD

Huhue, I see what you punned at there.
May have took me a second, but I get it. x3

[Zarkenis Ultima]

So you adult instead? How boring.

Lol xD

Huhue, I see what you punned at there.
May have took me a second, but I get it. x3

I know right, I'm so punny. -raises paw-

[Castle Crashers]

Lol xD

Huhue, I see what you punned at there.
May have took me a second, but I get it. x3

I know right, I'm so punny. -raises paw-

Very very punny.
I can't even have pun anymore cause of your puns.

[BlackDeath27]

Ok

[Saleon]

finally posted zark.

[Castle Crashers]

I got a bad case of the feels for this RP, and with these feels came tears.
I want you to know that this is how much you guys mean to me.
I cried over you guys. :T
With the feels came some short storying that I wrote, and it's bout this RP too.

I hope it's alright if I post this here.
I've been struck by the feels. ;-;

I sat in a small plastic chair, fiddling with my thumbs with my head tilted to my feet. The continuous and steady beeps of the heart monitor echoed through the white room, which had been dimmed for night. It was well past two in the morning, and for the past three days I'd rarely gotten any sleep. I sighed, looking over at the figure laying on the bed. She was so...pale. The small light that shown overtop of her only made her seem even paler, almost white. Her once bright golden hair had grown thin and devoid of vivid color, and her breaths were short and ragged. A breathing tube had been stuck down her throat, and a breathing canal placed into her nostrils. I rubbed my tired eyes. Even now, she was beautiful. I remembered how full of life she had once been, how happy she used to make me. I couldn't help but think if that was over now. How long before she left me? How long?
Hours? Days? Weeks? How long would I have to endure this torture of waiting? It was such a selfish thought that I was disappointed in myself. I wanted her to stay...I really did. I loved her so, so much...
and suddenly, the beeping turned into a long, drawn out alarm. beeeeeeeeee...
I shot up from my chair as a group of doctors and nurses rushed into the room, shouting all sorts of medical terms. "What's happening?!" I cried to the group, following them as they rushed my love out of the room.
"She's going into cardiac arrest!" One of the nurses shouted back to me before rolling her into the ER. I stood uselessly at swinging doors, watching helplessly as they rolled her down the long corridor. ...how many times would I have to do this?
How many times would I have to watch the ones I loved leave?
I felt so, so helpless...
So many had left me...how many more would go?
Even my friends had gone like this...even the people who barely knew me. Was it my fault? Was it me who'd caused all of these people to leave me?
All these innocent people, gone because I didn't want to be alone?
I collapsed on the floor in tears, letting them fall from my eyes and hit the floor below. No one was here to comfort me. No one was here to get hurt. I cried and screamed, wondering why it was just me who had to endure this. Why me?
I put my teary eyes into my arms, stifling the long, drawn out cries I forced out. I never wanted this.
I never wished for this.
So why?
Why did this have to happen every time?

I sat there for a while after I'd finished crying. I just...stared at the wall in front of me, devoid of feeling. Emotionless. Why did I keep getting upset? Did I let them too close? Was that it? Everything I pondered kept leading back to me and my heart. It was my fault I let them get close...so it was my fault that she was here now. It was because I loved everyone I met, I let everyone get too close. So every time they left...my heart shattered to pieces. I kept picking them up, reassembling them, but eventually...it lost it's meaning. It would never be what it had been. It had been broken too many times. I rested my head against the wall behind me, and closed my eyes.
After some time, I heard someone exit the doors and call my name. "Yes..?" I asked, groggily opening my tired eyes and standing. The doctor grimaced, removing his glasses. "I'm so sorry, sir. Really...We couldn't save her..." He droned on, but I couldn't hear him. I could hear my cracked heart falling to pieces again, beyond repair. So with a glazed look in my eye, I simply walked away, my eyes gray and dull. They had seen too much, had had too much experience. I had been through so much I didn't know if I could ever be happy again. I exited through the front doors, the rain slashing down onto the concrete. I sighed. The remnants of my heart still stuck to my shoes, little bits and pieces that still stuck on for hope. With a drained look in my eye, I shook the remnants off, and I left. I didn't look back. I kept walking, and walking, and walking. I didn't know where I was going, or what was ahead of me, but I didn't care. Why should I?
There was nothing left for me to care for.

The feels man. They made me write really good. ;w;

[Zarkenis Ultima]

I got a bad case of the feels for this RP, and with these feels came tears.
I want you to know that this is how much you guys mean to me.
I cried over you guys. :T
With the feels came some short storying that I wrote, and it's bout this RP too.

I hope it's alright if I post this here.
I've been struck by the feels. ;-;

I sat in a small plastic chair, fiddling with my thumbs with my head tilted to my feet. The continuous and steady beeps of the heart monitor echoed through the white room, which had been dimmed for night. It was well past two in the morning, and for the past three days I'd rarely gotten any sleep. I sighed, looking over at the figure laying on the bed. She was so...pale. The small light that shown overtop of her only made her seem even paler, almost white. Her once bright golden hair had grown thin and devoid of vivid color, and her breaths were short and ragged. A breathing tube had been stuck down her throat, and a breathing canal placed into her nostrils. I rubbed my tired eyes. Even now, she was beautiful. I remembered how full of life she had once been, how happy she used to make me. I couldn't help but think if that was over now. How long before she left me? How long?
Hours? Days? Weeks? How long would I have to endure this torture of waiting? It was such a selfish thought that I was disappointed in myself. I wanted her to stay...I really did. I loved her so, so much...
and suddenly, the beeping turned into a long, drawn out alarm. beeeeeeeeee...
I shot up from my chair as a group of doctors and nurses rushed into the room, shouting all sorts of medical terms. "What's happening?!" I cried to the group, following them as they rushed my love out of the room.
"She's going into cardiac arrest!" One of the nurses shouted back to me before rolling her into the ER. I stood uselessly at swinging doors, watching helplessly as they rolled her down the long corridor. ...how many times would I have to do this?
How many times would I have to watch the ones I loved leave?
I felt so, so helpless...
So many had left me...how many more would go?
Even my friends had gone like this...even the people who barely knew me. Was it my fault? Was it me who'd caused all of these people to leave me?
All these innocent people, gone because I didn't want to be alone?
I collapsed on the floor in tears, letting them fall from my eyes and hit the floor below. No one was here to comfort me. No one was here to get hurt. I cried and screamed, wondering why it was just me who had to endure this. Why me?
I put my teary eyes into my arms, stifling the long, drawn out cries I forced out. I never wanted this.
I never wished for this.
So why?
Why did this have to happen every time?

I sat there for a while after I'd finished crying. I just...stared at the wall in front of me, devoid of feeling. Emotionless. Why did I keep getting upset? Did I let them too close? Was that it? Everything I pondered kept leading back to me and my heart. It was my fault I let them get close...so it was my fault that she was here now. It was because I loved everyone I met, I let everyone get too close. So every time they left...my heart shattered to pieces. I kept picking them up, reassembling them, but eventually...it lost it's meaning. It would never be what it had been. It had been broken too many times. I rested my head against the wall behind me, and closed my eyes.
After some time, I heard someone exit the doors and call my name. "Yes..?" I asked, groggily opening my tired eyes and standing. The doctor grimaced, removing his glasses. "I'm so sorry, sir. Really...We couldn't save her..." He droned on, but I couldn't hear him. I could hear my cracked heart falling to pieces again, beyond repair. So with a glazed look in my eye, I simply walked away, my eyes gray and dull. They had seen too much, had had too much experience. I had been through so much I didn't know if I could ever be happy again. I exited through the front doors, the rain slashing down onto the concrete. I sighed. The remnants of my heart still stuck to my shoes, little bits and pieces that still stuck on for hope. With a drained look in my eye, I shook the remnants off, and I left. I didn't look back. I kept walking, and walking, and walking. I didn't know where I was going, or what was ahead of me, but I didn't care. Why should I?
There was nothing left for me to care for.

The feels man. They made me write really good. ;w;

[Castle Crashers]

I got a bad case of the feels for this RP, and with these feels came tears.
I want you to know that this is how much you guys mean to me.
I cried over you guys. :T
With the feels came some short storying that I wrote, and it's bout this RP too.

I hope it's alright if I post this here.
I've been struck by the feels. ;-;

I sat in a small plastic chair, fiddling with my thumbs with my head tilted to my feet. The continuous and steady beeps of the heart monitor echoed through the white room, which had been dimmed for night. It was well past two in the morning, and for the past three days I'd rarely gotten any sleep. I sighed, looking over at the figure laying on the bed. She was so...pale. The small light that shown overtop of her only made her seem even paler, almost white. Her once bright golden hair had grown thin and devoid of vivid color, and her breaths were short and ragged. A breathing tube had been stuck down her throat, and a breathing canal placed into her nostrils. I rubbed my tired eyes. Even now, she was beautiful. I remembered how full of life she had once been, how happy she used to make me. I couldn't help but think if that was over now. How long before she left me? How long?
Hours? Days? Weeks? How long would I have to endure this torture of waiting? It was such a selfish thought that I was disappointed in myself. I wanted her to stay...I really did. I loved her so, so much...
and suddenly, the beeping turned into a long, drawn out alarm. beeeeeeeeee...
I shot up from my chair as a group of doctors and nurses rushed into the room, shouting all sorts of medical terms. "What's happening?!" I cried to the group, following them as they rushed my love out of the room.
"She's going into cardiac arrest!" One of the nurses shouted back to me before rolling her into the ER. I stood uselessly at swinging doors, watching helplessly as they rolled her down the long corridor. ...how many times would I have to do this?
How many times would I have to watch the ones I loved leave?
I felt so, so helpless...
So many had left me...how many more would go?
Even my friends had gone like this...even the people who barely knew me. Was it my fault? Was it me who'd caused all of these people to leave me?
All these innocent people, gone because I didn't want to be alone?
I collapsed on the floor in tears, letting them fall from my eyes and hit the floor below. No one was here to comfort me. No one was here to get hurt. I cried and screamed, wondering why it was just me who had to endure this. Why me?
I put my teary eyes into my arms, stifling the long, drawn out cries I forced out. I never wanted this.
I never wished for this.
So why?
Why did this have to happen every time?

I sat there for a while after I'd finished crying. I just...stared at the wall in front of me, devoid of feeling. Emotionless. Why did I keep getting upset? Did I let them too close? Was that it? Everything I pondered kept leading back to me and my heart. It was my fault I let them get close...so it was my fault that she was here now. It was because I loved everyone I met, I let everyone get too close. So every time they left...my heart shattered to pieces. I kept picking them up, reassembling them, but eventually...it lost it's meaning. It would never be what it had been. It had been broken too many times. I rested my head against the wall behind me, and closed my eyes.
After some time, I heard someone exit the doors and call my name. "Yes..?" I asked, groggily opening my tired eyes and standing. The doctor grimaced, removing his glasses. "I'm so sorry, sir. Really...We couldn't save her..." He droned on, but I couldn't hear him. I could hear my cracked heart falling to pieces again, beyond repair. So with a glazed look in my eye, I simply walked away, my eyes gray and dull. They had seen too much, had had too much experience. I had been through so much I didn't know if I could ever be happy again. I exited through the front doors, the rain slashing down onto the concrete. I sighed. The remnants of my heart still stuck to my shoes, little bits and pieces that still stuck on for hope. With a drained look in my eye, I shook the remnants off, and I left. I didn't look back. I kept walking, and walking, and walking. I didn't know where I was going, or what was ahead of me, but I didn't care. Why should I?
There was nothing left for me to care for.

The feels man. They made me write really good. ;w;

[Empire of the Siberian Flaming Eskimos]

I got a bad case of the feels for this RP, and with these feels came tears.
I want you to know that this is how much you guys mean to me.
I cried over you guys. :T
With the feels came some short storying that I wrote, and it's bout this RP too.

I hope it's alright if I post this here.
I've been struck by the feels. ;-;

I sat in a small plastic chair, fiddling with my thumbs with my head tilted to my feet. The continuous and steady beeps of the heart monitor echoed through the white room, which had been dimmed for night. It was well past two in the morning, and for the past three days I'd rarely gotten any sleep. I sighed, looking over at the figure laying on the bed. She was so...pale. The small light that shown overtop of her only made her seem even paler, almost white. Her once bright golden hair had grown thin and devoid of vivid color, and her breaths were short and ragged. A breathing tube had been stuck down her throat, and a breathing canal placed into her nostrils. I rubbed my tired eyes. Even now, she was beautiful. I remembered how full of life she had once been, how happy she used to make me. I couldn't help but think if that was over now. How long before she left me? How long?
Hours? Days? Weeks? How long would I have to endure this torture of waiting? It was such a selfish thought that I was disappointed in myself. I wanted her to stay...I really did. I loved her so, so much...
and suddenly, the beeping turned into a long, drawn out alarm. beeeeeeeeee...
I shot up from my chair as a group of doctors and nurses rushed into the room, shouting all sorts of medical terms. "What's happening?!" I cried to the group, following them as they rushed my love out of the room.
"She's going into cardiac arrest!" One of the nurses shouted back to me before rolling her into the ER. I stood uselessly at swinging doors, watching helplessly as they rolled her down the long corridor. ...how many times would I have to do this?
How many times would I have to watch the ones I loved leave?
I felt so, so helpless...
So many had left me...how many more would go?
Even my friends had gone like this...even the people who barely knew me. Was it my fault? Was it me who'd caused all of these people to leave me?
All these innocent people, gone because I didn't want to be alone?
I collapsed on the floor in tears, letting them fall from my eyes and hit the floor below. No one was here to comfort me. No one was here to get hurt. I cried and screamed, wondering why it was just me who had to endure this. Why me?
I put my teary eyes into my arms, stifling the long, drawn out cries I forced out. I never wanted this.
I never wished for this.
So why?
Why did this have to happen every time?

I sat there for a while after I'd finished crying. I just...stared at the wall in front of me, devoid of feeling. Emotionless. Why did I keep getting upset? Did I let them too close? Was that it? Everything I pondered kept leading back to me and my heart. It was my fault I let them get close...so it was my fault that she was here now. It was because I loved everyone I met, I let everyone get too close. So every time they left...my heart shattered to pieces. I kept picking them up, reassembling them, but eventually...it lost it's meaning. It would never be what it had been. It had been broken too many times. I rested my head against the wall behind me, and closed my eyes.
After some time, I heard someone exit the doors and call my name. "Yes..?" I asked, groggily opening my tired eyes and standing. The doctor grimaced, removing his glasses. "I'm so sorry, sir. Really...We couldn't save her..." He droned on, but I couldn't hear him. I could hear my cracked heart falling to pieces again, beyond repair. So with a glazed look in my eye, I simply walked away, my eyes gray and dull. They had seen too much, had had too much experience. I had been through so much I didn't know if I could ever be happy again. I exited through the front doors, the rain slashing down onto the concrete. I sighed. The remnants of my heart still stuck to my shoes, little bits and pieces that still stuck on for hope. With a drained look in my eye, I shook the remnants off, and I left. I didn't look back. I kept walking, and walking, and walking. I didn't know where I was going, or what was ahead of me, but I didn't care. Why should I?
There was nothing left for me to care for.

The feels man. They made me write really good. ;w;

Well shit. Now I feel really guilty about not posting yet. I can't do it now, but I'll have plenty of time tomorrow. Just need to figure out what to write...

[Castle Crashers]

I got a bad case of the feels for this RP, and with these feels came tears.
I want you to know that this is how much you guys mean to me.
I cried over you guys. :T
With the feels came some short storying that I wrote, and it's bout this RP too.

I hope it's alright if I post this here.
I've been struck by the feels. ;-;

I sat in a small plastic chair, fiddling with my thumbs with my head tilted to my feet. The continuous and steady beeps of the heart monitor echoed through the white room, which had been dimmed for night. It was well past two in the morning, and for the past three days I'd rarely gotten any sleep. I sighed, looking over at the figure laying on the bed. She was so...pale. The small light that shown overtop of her only made her seem even paler, almost white. Her once bright golden hair had grown thin and devoid of vivid color, and her breaths were short and ragged. A breathing tube had been stuck down her throat, and a breathing canal placed into her nostrils. I rubbed my tired eyes. Even now, she was beautiful. I remembered how full of life she had once been, how happy she used to make me. I couldn't help but think if that was over now. How long before she left me? How long?
Hours? Days? Weeks? How long would I have to endure this torture of waiting? It was such a selfish thought that I was disappointed in myself. I wanted her to stay...I really did. I loved her so, so much...
and suddenly, the beeping turned into a long, drawn out alarm. beeeeeeeeee...
I shot up from my chair as a group of doctors and nurses rushed into the room, shouting all sorts of medical terms. "What's happening?!" I cried to the group, following them as they rushed my love out of the room.
"She's going into cardiac arrest!" One of the nurses shouted back to me before rolling her into the ER. I stood uselessly at swinging doors, watching helplessly as they rolled her down the long corridor. ...how many times would I have to do this?
How many times would I have to watch the ones I loved leave?
I felt so, so helpless...
So many had left me...how many more would go?
Even my friends had gone like this...even the people who barely knew me. Was it my fault? Was it me who'd caused all of these people to leave me?
All these innocent people, gone because I didn't want to be alone?
I collapsed on the floor in tears, letting them fall from my eyes and hit the floor below. No one was here to comfort me. No one was here to get hurt. I cried and screamed, wondering why it was just me who had to endure this. Why me?
I put my teary eyes into my arms, stifling the long, drawn out cries I forced out. I never wanted this.
I never wished for this.
So why?
Why did this have to happen every time?

I sat there for a while after I'd finished crying. I just...stared at the wall in front of me, devoid of feeling. Emotionless. Why did I keep getting upset? Did I let them too close? Was that it? Everything I pondered kept leading back to me and my heart. It was my fault I let them get close...so it was my fault that she was here now. It was because I loved everyone I met, I let everyone get too close. So every time they left...my heart shattered to pieces. I kept picking them up, reassembling them, but eventually...it lost it's meaning. It would never be what it had been. It had been broken too many times. I rested my head against the wall behind me, and closed my eyes.
After some time, I heard someone exit the doors and call my name. "Yes..?" I asked, groggily opening my tired eyes and standing. The doctor grimaced, removing his glasses. "I'm so sorry, sir. Really...We couldn't save her..." He droned on, but I couldn't hear him. I could hear my cracked heart falling to pieces again, beyond repair. So with a glazed look in my eye, I simply walked away, my eyes gray and dull. They had seen too much, had had too much experience. I had been through so much I didn't know if I could ever be happy again. I exited through the front doors, the rain slashing down onto the concrete. I sighed. The remnants of my heart still stuck to my shoes, little bits and pieces that still stuck on for hope. With a drained look in my eye, I shook the remnants off, and I left. I didn't look back. I kept walking, and walking, and walking. I didn't know where I was going, or what was ahead of me, but I didn't care. Why should I?
There was nothing left for me to care for.

The feels man. They made me write really good. ;w;

Well shit. Now I feel really guilty about not posting yet. I can't do it now, but I'll have plenty of time tomorrow. Just need to figure out what to write...

No need to feel guilty.
I'm just permaneantly attatched to all of you.

Blaze asked about 'two what' in the IC.
Could respond on that, or you could respond on how she just called you an alcoholic who needed a bath. :3

[Zarkenis Ultima]

Well shit. Now I feel really guilty about not posting yet. I can't do it now, but I'll have plenty of time tomorrow. Just need to figure out what to write...

No need to feel guilty.
I'm just permaneantly attatched to all of you.

Blaze asked about 'two what' in the IC.
Could respond on that, or you could respond on how she just called you an alcoholic who needed a bath. :3

"I need a bath? Hick! I think you need a bath ashashdsradrasdrzZzZzZ..."

[Castle Crashers]

No need to feel guilty.
I'm just permaneantly attatched to all of you.

Blaze asked about 'two what' in the IC.
Could respond on that, or you could respond on how she just called you an alcoholic who needed a bath. :3

"I need a bath? Hick! I think you need a bath ashashdsradrasdrzZzZzZ..."

Lol xD
Pretty accurate actually

[Zarkenis Ultima]

I'm pretty sure gangstas don't say "pleased to meet you"

[Saleon]

I'm pretty sure gangstas don't say "pleased to meet you"

yes, looks but doesn't act like one.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

I'm pretty sure gangstas don't say "pleased to meet you"

yes, looks but doesn't act like one.

He looks like a gangster to you? 0.o

[Saleon]

yes, looks but doesn't act like one.

He looks like a gangster to you? 0.o

*rechecks*
it seems when I did a search for raymond in this thread it gave me you, at the very bottom and a little bit above (which caught my eyes first) was rob owens, who does look like a gangster.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

He looks like a gangster to you? 0.o

*rechecks*
it seems when I did a search for raymond in this thread it gave me you, at the very bottom and a little bit above (which caught my eyes first) was rob owens, who does look like a gangster.

[Saleon]

*rechecks*
it seems when I did a search for raymond in this thread it gave me you, at the very bottom and a little bit above (which caught my eyes first) was rob owens, who does look like a gangster.

yes,
edited to say you were some noble in your past life.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

yes,
edited to say you were some noble in your past life.

Subtle.

[Saleon]

yes,
edited to say you were some noble in your past life.

Subtle.

I specialize in the use of the sledgehammer of stubtlety.