Traitors pt 9AHHH!!! I woke up once more. Its been over a month since I've heard from Carmen. I have toughened up quite a bit since then. Conner and Mole arrived about a week ago. We all stay in Eve's vacation home in Russia. So far, no luck on finding Carmen. Not a trace, nothing. Everyone here is asleep. But I can't sleep, my body won't allow it. I couldn't help but feel something bad is happening to Carmen and the others....this time I heard Scar, Juli, and Jimbo scream. Every night it changes. Mole, Conner and Eve were still asleep, but I couldn't. I rolled my eyes and attempted to sleep once more, the most disturbing thing happened....Traitors pt 91 year ago in Profiles More Like This
I see Carmen crying and staring at me...she was in pain. Not physical, but mental.
"Help me Jason....."
I see her scream in terror, as she flashes from herself, to a controlled being wearing black everywhere. A mask hid her face, the mask resembled a face of pure evil. Then the flash
Traitors pt 8I was walking through the depths of the woods, approaching a home in the woods. I hear gunshots, but still walk near it. No one was near door, it was unlocked. I snuck in through door and walked about place. Typical redneck home. With its animal heads and rifles of course. It took me a while to find a picture of two men smiling in a photo. The taller one was holding a fish in one hand, it was half his size atleast. Jimbo and Ned. I threw it on the floor, looking for more clues to find father. The running steps of something paraded my sense of hearing. I needed to hide. I climbed up on wall, using my arms and legs to support me on the corner intersection on ceiling. I looked under me, a long, curly black haired girl flashed downstairs, wielding a sword. She tried to look tough, but I saw fear deep down in her. She stood directly below, searching for me.Traitors pt 81 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Girl: WHO THE HELL THINKS THEY CAN BREAK INTO MY HOUSE?!!!
I watched her go ballistic, conjuring up threats. I finally let g
Traitors pt 6Two weeks passed from the day I was captured.....I was still under their control and the power is still too strong for me to fight. I can't explain the pain it brings to me once I fight it....it feels like I'm being pushed from every conceivable angle while being burned at the same time. Fighting it was absolutely pointless. It would only bring me pain and get me nowhere. I knew it was game over for me. I'm forever in their control, Jason will never come back, and no one will know I'm gone..Traitors pt 61 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Kazimir: Alright our next our next objective is to find and destroy Vladimir.
Avraam: Kazimir...why didn't we capture him when we went to America?
Kazimir: Very simple dear brother, if we did capture him at the same time as Eliza they could both escape.
Ivan: Dumbass. Of course we wouldn't capture them at same time.
Ivan looked like an average 38 year old man. He had greying brown hair and emerald green eyes. He was average height, weight and size, but bene
Traitors pt 5I was lucky to make it out of there. But now I, Jason Perenzski must save my sister. I'm a slut, but I never run quit a fight until the end.....Never. And now that those monsters have my sister....they're going to pay. She and father all the family I had ever known. Being trapped in the circus for 12 years wasn't fun. I spent my whole life on trying to find family and now they're gone. I'm stuck in Russia where I know no one and have no form of contact with the others. Suddenly, I see a raven-color haired girl with a red shirt come to me. She looked familiar...Traitors pt 51 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Girl: Why does weak soul come to Russia?
Me: Do I know you?
Girl: You don't remember da?
Me: Remember what....?
Girl: I'm Carmen's fellow Russian.
The girl simply chuckled. Looking like she was going to do something.
Eve: Carmen isn't here to tell me not to kill you-
Me: *sigh* Carmen's been kidnapped.....
Traitors pt. 4I awoke in a dark and cold place. The only source of light was a tiny light bulb that flickered above me. I wore different clothes. My checkerboard teal and blue shirt, bell bottoms, sneakers, and hat were replaced with a sleek black one-piece suit and boots. My uncles were smart enough to strip me bare of weapons.....including the pepper spray attached to my bra. Smart move. By looking around the room, I see it was nothing more than a concrete prison cell. Only without the toilet, window, and bed. I look at my shins, they were patched up. Wrapped in bandages, I see they've excessively bled through them. Obviously this was done by the careless mafia doctor, Gennady. The only mafia doctor around Russia. But wait, how'd he get me bandaged up in such short time...? Let alone being able to come near me. I was in America....right? The door opened, but I couldn't see specifically who it was. But then I saw his dark red hair glisten in the light, his hazel eyes, and the scrawny body. UnTraitors pt. 41 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Traitors: The SequelJason: H-how did this happen?Traitors: The Sequel1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Me: You think I have damn clue shithead?!
Father: Forget that! You need your face treated. Just look!
I dashed to bathroom. He right. I had both my eyes blackened, my forehead blood-drenched, broken chin, for fuck's sake I was a bloody and bruised mess of human face! But I refuse to go to hospital. But it's not like I scared........I'm nos scared of anything. I hear door ring, I looked out to see who it was. It was none other than Scar McSpark. She saw my face and sped towards me.
Scar: Holy fuck, Carmen what happened to you?! You're all broken and bloody!
Me: Wait? Scar, don't you remember when I was walking by to see you?........
Scar: ....uhhh......no. All I know is that I saw you in trouble and I woke up in a dark alley. Now answer my question, what happened to you?!
I couldn't say exactly what happened. I mean, telling her that my family Russian mafia leaders isn't exactly going to help us.
Me: I......was ambushed.
Scar: By who?! I'll kill them! *clen
Traitors.I'm THE bitch. It's what people know about me. What they don't know about is my fucked up family. I have good father. No mother. You may ask, "What's bad about it?" But.....it more terrible than you can imagine.....there aren't proper words in dictionary to describe them....Traitors.1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
......my family consist of members of mafia. My father included. His father, five brothers, and him ran own mafia. My grandfather was leader. My uncles were Avraam, Ivan, Miloslav, Isidor, and Kazimir, the one who despise me most. Uncle Kazimir always hate my blood and wanted me dead. Grandfather died of being shot in head. Father took over business since he oldest. My five uncles despised him, and didn't like taking orders from him. When they had enough, uncle Kazimir tried to kill me. We stop them, but have been forced to move to America, the land of which I despise most of all.....
We decide we stay in quiet, peaceful town. I wanted place most like Russia, sadly there weren't any even close
Traitors pt. 11Suddenly i feel myself fall what felt like miles down. My body pained for a while as it landed on the magma like floor. Suddenly I hear another scream and I looked up and was landed on by Mica.Traitors pt. 1111 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Mica: Huh. Soft landing.
Mica: Whoops. *gets up* Sorry.
Me: <.< Fuck you.
Mica: I'm no dyke, lesbo.
Me: >A< Shut up!
Satan: *facepalms* Oh my gosh SHUT UP!
Me: *bows down* Forgive me your greatness.
Mica: *eye roll* Kiss ass.
Me: *glares at Mica* e.e
Mica: *glares back at Carmen* e.e
*Damien walks in*
Damien: Ugh. Fag-what are you two doing here?
Mica: We're dead.
Me: My brother. *gets very serious and tense*
All three: WHAT?!
Me: I saw his eyes, they were mad, no mercy to be left.
*all three go silent and listen*
Me: It was jealousy. He was jealous of me.
Me: *gets up and looks her dead in the eye* Of attention. He was a slut for attention. Literally. He had love from no one except jus
Traitors pt 10Everyday in my life its always Carmen Carmen CARMEN!! No one's ever concerned about me! Her twin brother! Not Conner, not Mole, not Scar, ESPECIALLY not Eve, and even father...I'm shown no care or anything. As if I'm just a sack of trash....the voices in my head tell me to eliminate her.....to fill my taste buds with the beautiful flavor of her crimson blood.....earlier I've shown you my sanity. But that was a cover up. To what I really am. She always torments me with her popularity and how everyone is obsessed with her....no one cares about me. I CAN'T FUCKING TAKE THIS SHIT ANYMORE!!! That wench will fall by my own hand as I eventually free the world of its blandness. I am the darkness. I am the beginning and end of this world. The only reason why I stay with these foolish mortals now is to get closer to.....her. But today I ran away. I left without a trace, like anyone would notice. I only told Christophe and everyone else my dream so they would fall into my trap. I'll take them dowTraitors pt 101 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Traitors pt. 3When I wake up I feel awful.....my face felt like pin cushion. Must have been medication. >.> But I suck it up and get out of bed, only to feel thousand time worse! But now I'm starting to vaguely remember what happened......very vaguely....Traitors pt. 31 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Mole: Yo beetch, geet your ass out here.
Me: Screw off Chrissy......ow.....
Mole: *hiss* Never call me zat again!
Me: Or what?
It was then father came upstairs.
Father: Kids! We have nos time for bickering! Just get your shit and fast!!
Mole and I at same time: Okay!!
We sped downstairs and got our shit together. Before we knew it, we were driving off.....
Hours past until father had to stop for restroom break and gas.
Father: I'll be right back don't worry. *gets out of car*
Me: I have to use restroom. *gets out of car too*
What I haven't realized was that this would be my fatal mistake.....very fatal......
I do business in restroom, then I got out, and see my father walk to convenience store, then he was pulled away and was held at gun poin
people should read this i guess???I would like to point out that Christophe is a year older than the South Park boys.people should read this i guess???8 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Anne was an unpopular child growing up in Paris France, and when she was a teenager, she met a guy who said he loved her, but he left when she became pregnant. All attempts at abortion failed.
The baby was born a few months later.
Anne and Christophe lived with Anne's mother, Adele, for a few months, because Anne had no job.
A few months later, Anne moved with her child to a smaller town in France.
When Christophe was 5 years old, Adele provided them with money to move to America (South Park, Colorado), as well as for food and other things until Anne got a steady job.
Anne was and is an abusive alcoholic with the inability to keep a job. She had trust and anger issues, and possibly a few serious mental conditions, although nobody knows for sure. She seems to have an intense hatred for her son, screaming at and hitting him, belittling him at every opportunity. She taught him that "there is
All The Profiles In OneAll The Profiles In One3 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Kiichigo Kurosaki
Nickname(s): Kii-chan, Raspberry
D.O.B.: December 30
Age: Looks late 20s, early 30s
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Occupation: Ex-Captain, Bakery
Rank: Ex-Co 13th Captain, Bakery Owner
Weight: 123 lbs
Hair Color: Orange
Hair Length: Long
Eye Color: Dark Gray
Style: Jeans, T-Shirts, Shorts, basically whatever is comfortable
Accessories: Fruit themed earrings; particularly strawberries or raspberries
Skin tone: Slightly tan, but has paled as of late
Voice: Soft for the most part, until you piss her off, then she can be very loud
Body Type: Average sized, from top to bottom
IQ: considered a genius when she was going through Soul Reaper Academy, but doesn't like to show it off, so she mostly just acts like her smarts are average
Personal Quote: Anything can be done, as long as you set your mind to it, and you have some good friends to back it up
Likes: Kisuke Urahara, her family; especially her n
The Mysterious Crimson (Request)"Crimson"The Mysterious Crimson (Request)5 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The name send Neil's mind into a flurry, pieces of the mysterious puzzle that was Crimson trying to fit themselves together, only to find that a piece was always missing.
He was a criminal, a magician, a master of the dark arts, a shadow.
So then why was Crimson so interested in something as petty as a piece of jewelry?
It happened a few days ago, 3 to be precise. A wealthy man living in an affluent neighborhood woke one night to the shattering of glass in the downstairs. Deciding to go investigate, the man found that a piece of jewelry was missing from it's case in an open safe. When the man turned to search for the suspect, he had a glimpse of red smoke as Crimson vanished into the night.
The man had contacted the police, who found only shards of shattered glass and no fingerprints; just an open window.
For Neil, this was typical. He had spent the last year chasing the mysterious criminal known as Crimson, only to find one dead end after another. The Magicia
Ghosts (sequel to Sleep)“Saix.”Ghosts (sequel to Sleep)6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
The bluenette looked up at the sound of a familiar voice.
He saw no one.
“Why?” the voice asked.
“Who are you? WHERE are you?” he asked.
“Why did you do this to me?” the voice asked again.
The man’s gold eyes widened slightly at the realization of whom he was talking to.
“You did this to me. Why? We were friends. Zexion, you and I did everything together. Why did you kill me?” a shadowy figure appeared in front of him. Her short, auburn hair was coloured with crimson blood, letting ghostly drops drip onto the floor. On her neck was something similar to a second mouth, gaping wide and pouring blood. Her eyes were missing and half of one of her canine ears was ripped off. Her usual fluffy dog tail was missing; instead there was nothing but a bloody stub. The black holes of her eye sockets had blood running down her cheeks, like tears. And her clothes were torn and bloody.
~I shall never stop loving thee~My powdered lips shall kiss thee through this ever lasting love~I shall never stop loving thee~7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
your beauty intensifies my satisfaction
O, tis' be you my darling, my one and sweet caressed heart
Shoot a bullet through my skull, tis' only the most dainty way I show thou love for thee.
Thy heart shall never stop beating for thee
He, be this time were I shall daunt my passion for thee.
so soft and abase
how I feel sorry for thee
trapped by endless monsoons of terror
let me hold thee and love you endlessly
Will thy be my lover?
Be my daunty heart?
If thy say Ye, then I eternal happiness shall last forever
Be thy love and I shall take care of thee forever
Never leave thy, Then I shall never leave thee...
The MuralWash away the tearsThe Mural7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
With clouds that smile
Tell me your story
I'll sit and listen awhile
We'll use your words
To make the story true
And I'll paint you a picture
Paint it all just for you
Now slowly the brush moves
Picking up the colors
From ooze down the walls
And the faces of each other
Towards the fires we gather
That drip down from the ceiling
Add it to the blood spatter
That gives us this cheerful feeling
And empty the poison bottles
Take the mold from what's rotten
Drain out all of the blood
Just like the words that no one
Save your tears in a jar
Use the scabs from our scars
Keep the pills from the lectures
And together we'll paint a pretty
Now drown out the noise
From the plain white walls
Move your fragile fingers
Across the dimly lit halls
We'll find better colors
And we'll discover a new hue
One that comes from my heart
One that reminds me of you
Then carry the paint buckets
One that's pure in our minds
We'll bring them altogether
Won't leave a single
To thoseTo those who decided to help me.To those7 months ago in Emotional More Like This
To those who didn't laugh and agree with my stupid self-insults.
To those who temporarily cured this dreadful depression.
Thank you, all so much.
lovemeforever13:~ I'm in legit tears, and I'm on my phone, in the car, next to my mom. So it's awkward. Anyway listen to me ok?
I'll ALWAYS be there for you. No matter what happens. I've missed you a lot lately, not that that's your fault.
I understand what you're feeling, trust me.
This has been the only year of my whole life that I haven't been the shy, awkward girl with no friends.
Listen, if you need ANYTHING feel free to come to me.
I'll be here, promise.
askfang-the-hedgehog:~ Hey, it's okay. You're not alone. I get treated like this all the time. I get yelled at, i've been compared to the murderer of toddlers, but it's okay because i know my stepfather's right. I've just learned to accept it. But nobody else should have to live with that. If you ever need to talk to me, i'll be there; fingers and heart
There once was a guy named TimThere once was a guy named Tim8 months ago in Settings More Like This
There once was a guy named Timothy. Timothy wore the same gray jacket every single day to school, along with black jeans and a plain T-shirt, but usually a shirt with a band name. His hair was ruffled and silky, the color between chocolate and mud. His eyes were blue like the sky or a glistening ocean at sunrise, you could say. One day, a girl about a year younger than he walked by. She noticed the same gray jacket he wore every day. She rolled her eyes, and sighed. “Tim, why do you wear that jacket all the time? Get a new jacket, or don’t even wear one at all.” She walked away to join her friends. Timothy blinked and turned around. His eyes met with a friend of his, Jeremy. He asked him the same thing that the girl had asked. “Because,” Timothy said casually, “I like this jacket. I don’t care what you think.” He tossed his backpack on the ground, and jumped on the nearby lunch table. He sprang up into the air, and grew a pair of wings as
It's A Beautiful DayIt's a beautiful dayIt's A Beautiful Day9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I want it to rain.
I'm healthy in every way
But why do I feel pain?
I have every reason to shine
But I hide behind the black.
I'd like to see you too
But I just can't glance back.
Today is warm and cozy
So why am I walking on thorns?
I recognize that I am alive
So why do I feel unborn?
I understand my many talents
But I feel like they're no good.
I could sing and write and draw
But nothing is ever understood.
There are so many things to cherish
But why do I just want to throw away?
There are lots of things to do here
But why don't I want to stay?
I have every reason to feel whole
But instead I'm miserable inside.
I have every reason to greet the world
But instead all I do is stay and hide.
I want to find a reason to laugh
Because all I want to do is scream.
I want to find an entry for joy
Because I wish these tears were a dream.
I've been told I am very beautiful
But why do only I think differently?
I know I can make a beautiful smile
But why can't I make one c
Inside EvilInside Evil9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
That girl next door.
The girl who's sweet, kind, and carefree.
The one girl who treats everyone what they are (or to be).
Her innocence sparkles in her bright eyes,
But what you don't know is that those shining eyes hide are lies.
Her manners and appearance are truly deceiving,
All of which have one true meaning.
When she's not around,
Her true self is to be found.
Sweetness, kindness, and innocence is gone,
And replaced is a cunning, deceiving, demon spawn.
Gleaming ruby red eyes and menacing blade,
When she's around, haunting history is to be made.
When she nears killing you, she flashes you one last smile,
And for one moment, you think, "Can she really be this vile?"
She swiftly swipes with precision and grace,
And it almost makes a smile appear upon my face.
I taught her well, it mak
Liar Liar"Do not fear, nothing is wrong,Liar Liar9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Now go back up to your bed.
Do not worry, we all get along,
Don't let it get to your head."
Was that the story
That you wanted me to believe?
You were the victim
And everyone else was a theif?
I remember the lies
Every single one I still recall.
I was so innocent
That I would have believed them all.
But soon came proof
I no longer believed what you said.
I was so confused
I let everything get to my head.
Did you honestly
Believe that I was that ignoring?
That I would play
Like I did before games got boring?
I would have loved
To believe that it was all right.
I would have enjoyed
Not having to hear screaming every night.
But you had told me
It wasn't your fault that it came apart.
You controlled me
And then I let those words come to heart.
I honestly believed
That the disaster wasn't your fault.
But as the family tore
My innocence suddenly came to a halt.
You were the liar
You caused all of this pain to me.
It was your desire
You didn't feel hurt, nor so
Path Of InnocenceThere is a road I started onPath Of Innocence10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
It was called the Path Of Innocence.
Its peace and beauty filled the air
The entire world made perfect sense.
I traveled down this pretty road,
Thinking that I'd make it through,
But soon enough I looked around,
As the world slowly lost its hue.
A fog clouded my entire sight,
And I tried to keep on walking.
But I stumbled down and fell off,
And the fog followed me, mocking.
I stood back up and looked around,
And tried to find the path once more.
But I ended up further in this mess
And encountered pain like never before.
I did not know how to react to this,
It frightened me to see the truth.
How was it that I walked so blindly
And lost my senses amongst my youth?
My own world was supposed to be clean,
I was supposed to dream indefinitely.
But you always have to wake up again
And return to the world of reality.
So there was only one thing left to do,
I had to get back up, get on my feet.
There was no way I could give up now,
No way I was going to admit defeat
TheyHe once saw a girlThey10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who caught his eye
And made him think,
Who made him stop
And ask her name.
He once knew a girl
With scarlet hair
And emerald eyes,
With pink lips
And a pretty smile.
He once loved a girl
With all of his heart
And all of his soul,
Who told him sugar lies
To keep him close.
He once believed a girl
With a silky voice
And deceitful eyes,
Who tricked him
So she could use him.
He once lost a girl
Who broke his heart
And broke his life,
And prompted him to
Finish himself off.
He once saw a girl
Who ran to his side
While the floor ran with blood,
And who cried as she apologized
For all that she had done.
He once closed his eyes
To be swallowed in darkness
That took him away
From the girl that
He used to know.
She once saw a boy
Who stopped her rush
And made her smile,
Of whom she wanted
To know his name.
She once knew a boy
With ebony hair
And cerulean eyes,
With straight lips
And an innocent grin.
She once loved a boy
With half of her heart
And all the tricks she
Silent Boy (Original Version)There once was a child,Silent Boy (Original Version)9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who never spoke at all.
He never changed his face,
He didn't cry when he'd fall.
Every day he was abused,
Someone had something to say;
Either that he was dead inside,
Or that his life was wasting away.
Through all the words, the hits,
The insults, the bruises, the pain,
He never once turned his head,
He always managed to remain.
Silent as as stone, he didn't change,
And eventually his life became worse.
No one ever thought he'd feel hurt,
As if his silence was just a curse.
No one knew that he was just confused,
He wasn't sure how to respond.
His silence was his means of escape,
His apathy was his only bond.
But he did get hurt, he couldn't say it,
Because he was so used to being alone.
So he decided to stay as he was
Seeing as that was all he had known.
No one could ever read his face.
No one knew his life was always torn.
No one even bothered to speak to him,
To them, he wasn't even born.
However, a small agitation, an agony,
Seemed to wake from its dormant s