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yogen2021-05-17 02:41 am
dangernoises) wrote in yogen2021-05-17 02:41 am
Pass the point of No return .
Who: Hyde & Rika
Where: Clock Tower
When: May 11th After Meeting .
What: Murder be happening .
Warnings: Death, self harm and... Will add.
CLOSED unless u really wanna come in here i GUESS.
[ Rika wriggles around at his waist, but even without his skill Monstrous strength. When he was Hyde, he was very athletic and very capable of holding the woman upon his side. 5 Feet or not, she was not going anywhere and he was very determined after her display of disregard to very well enact the want of a plan within his brain. Nevertheless the attachment to Moriarty suddenly had upon her - made it all worse. Now it was absolute business, this girl was playing with fire and didn’t know how harsh the flames she stoked could go and Hyde enjoyed playing dangerou games. With individuals who were like her, there was nothing but absolute catastrophic excitement burning within his chest.
Was this the HOPE that man with the whirling locks of dirty hair kept talking to him about? He never thought of such things in the ways of others, not as a known serial killer. Copying the mindset of others was a foreplay in the bigger spectrum of things. In the end to Hyde, this was about friendship, love, and intimacy. Just how much closer did this girl wanna get with him? In order to really rectify that, in order to really show who he were, because he was getting pissed and tired she wasn’t taking him seriously.
He would play a dangerous game.
Even if she was wiggling about in his arms, he would toss her upon his shoulders and hold her tightly. Whilst her front hung down his own back. Whilst he haphazardly with a little skip to his step in the wee late hours of the school, headed down the halls toward the Clock Tower. Slamming its door open, letting the individual locked and tied up at the top of it know what was coming. Or rather - who. ]
No talking until we’re there, you'll ruin the moood babe.
[ As they get to the top, he drops her. Just like that. Hopefully she lands okay, and not roughly. He waits till she is adjusted in the room, she would note there was some muffled screaming coming from within the seemingly empty room. Though there were boxes, cases, and an enamor of strange places to store things. ]
Where: Clock Tower
When: May 11th After Meeting .
What: Murder be happening .
Warnings: Death, self harm and... Will add.
CLOSED unless u really wanna come in here i GUESS.
[ Rika wriggles around at his waist, but even without his skill Monstrous strength. When he was Hyde, he was very athletic and very capable of holding the woman upon his side. 5 Feet or not, she was not going anywhere and he was very determined after her display of disregard to very well enact the want of a plan within his brain. Nevertheless the attachment to Moriarty suddenly had upon her - made it all worse. Now it was absolute business, this girl was playing with fire and didn’t know how harsh the flames she stoked could go and Hyde enjoyed playing dangerou games. With individuals who were like her, there was nothing but absolute catastrophic excitement burning within his chest.
Was this the HOPE that man with the whirling locks of dirty hair kept talking to him about? He never thought of such things in the ways of others, not as a known serial killer. Copying the mindset of others was a foreplay in the bigger spectrum of things. In the end to Hyde, this was about friendship, love, and intimacy. Just how much closer did this girl wanna get with him? In order to really rectify that, in order to really show who he were, because he was getting pissed and tired she wasn’t taking him seriously.
He would play a dangerous game.
Even if she was wiggling about in his arms, he would toss her upon his shoulders and hold her tightly. Whilst her front hung down his own back. Whilst he haphazardly with a little skip to his step in the wee late hours of the school, headed down the halls toward the Clock Tower. Slamming its door open, letting the individual locked and tied up at the top of it know what was coming. Or rather - who. ]
No talking until we’re there, you'll ruin the moood babe.
[ As they get to the top, he drops her. Just like that. Hopefully she lands okay, and not roughly. He waits till she is adjusted in the room, she would note there was some muffled screaming coming from within the seemingly empty room. Though there were boxes, cases, and an enamor of strange places to store things. ]
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