Rules And Character SheetOkay so Im finally going to put the rules and character sheet up for my new room http://chat.deviantart.com/chat/TheDeadRP (TheDeadRP) I know I have been putting this off for while but I'm doing it now.
1. Please ask when doing yaoi or yuri please, The only two people who are permitted to do it without permission are KiokoTheCat and TheDisturbedPrincess
2. I cant think of anything else really
Species: (It has to be something evil. For example a demon vampire werewolf hybrid or whatever you want it can even be human)
Other: (Anything else about your character that you want to put down)
You Thought you Could EscapeDrip dripYou Thought you Could Escape2 years ago in Personal More Like This
the liquid drops
the crimson flows
the nails against the skin
the teeth grind together
they seem to move.
Walls don't mo--
Something dances across the line of sight
standing out from the beige cushions
The faint colors seem to fuse
Your vision begins to falter
an eye begins to twitch
hm... it seems that upon your nose
there is an itch.
A psychopathic murderer, they claimed
but what you did is art.
You regret nothing
you're glad you did it.
They deserved it.
Is that the sound of a clock?
A rhythimic pattern forms. Your head bobs along.
A song starts forming.
"Drip, drip, the liquid drops..."
Blade of the WindHe stalks youBlade of the Wind2 years ago in Personal More Like This
watches your every move
Like a mirror
you can't see him
but he can see you
His steps are whispers in the wind
His blades are debris in a tornado
The last thing you see before you die
is his shadowed face
and that white cowl.
You know of your impending death
but refuse to accept it.
Your guards surround you.
Eyeing every roof top
ever cart of hay
every group of civilians.
He is still unseen.
The snake in the field.
You can't see him
until it is too late.
A shadow passes over you
something punctures your neck
weight forces you to the ground.
The blade passed through
your carotid artery.
Your breath becomes labored,
but soon comes to a punctuation.
The blade is withdrawn
the man brushes your eyes shut.
Requiescatt in pace
He is a blade in the wind.
He is an Assassin.