Some non-DA worksI was supposed to draw stuff yesterday; but damn I felt so overworked! I actually gave myself a break day, which is kind of rare, I hardly let myself take breaks ._. I'm my own overworking boss.
So I just gave myself a break day; played Skyrim all day. My character is a Khajit named Kagekao. Stealing everything and stuff. Following the headless horseman around. Being chased by guards. Fun stuff, fun stuff.
Anyway; I have some non-DA works that I need to work on; so I don't know when that'll be over. So I might be taking more breaks soon; hey I need breaks too. So very overworked ugh. Not that I don't enjoy what I do, it's just that I need a break ya know.
Apologies to those who have commissions open with me; I'll try to get to them when I get this outside work done. Don't be mad at me, I'm helping people for free :I
Although I do plan on writing more on the weekends. Also a little hinty hint, I plan on making some gloves that look like Zippers' hands. They will be beautiful. I don't ha
Worthy Adversary - Part 2Worthy Adversary - Part 2 in Short Stories More Like This
Glen looked down in the direction where Kagekao had fallen. He didn’t see him; all he saw were the thick bushes that were growing down there. He put his gun away, and then retrieved the other two. Glen was a bit surprised that he had actually won, and he was proud of himself.
“Big mistake giving me a second chance.” He said mockingly. “And now you’re dead.”
Glen walked calmly towards the door leading to inside the building. As he walked down the stairs he took out his phone to call Adam. Before he called, he just admired the scenery of the events that had taken place a little while ago; the broken mirror, the room with the blood, the small trail of blood that had fallen from Kage’s arm, things like that.
Reaching the first floor and entering the lobby, Glen called Adam to tell him the news. While he waited for Adam to pick up, Glen walked outside and towards the area where he assumed Kagekao had landed. Then Adam picked up, and he began talking
First Real Friend - Part 2First Real Friend - Part 2 in Short Stories More Like This
There was an article in the newspaper titled “Boy declared insane; kills himself in cell.” This was part of the story released to the public:
“(. . .) After apparently going insane due to increased bullying at his school; the boy assaulted three other students, severely wounding two of them. The boy resisted arrest, but eventually police managed to capture him; after about a day in an insane asylum, one of the security guards was found murdered. Later that same day large amounts of blood were found on the floor of the boy’s cell. The boy’s body had mysteriously disappeared, and the only object other than the blood in the cell was a fractured wine glass. The body however, way never found. He is assumed dead, as there was much more blood on the floor than he could survive losing. A few days prior to his death, the boy’s family (. . .)”
The article was also accompanied by a photo of the boy.
“But . . . but that’s me . . !” Ryan p
Sadist - Chapter 11Sadist - Chapter 11 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In the darkness of the early day, Esther walked quickly. It was almost twilight, the sun seemed like it would emerge from the horizon in a little bit. She sped up, that memory playing in her mind. That regained memory, and the memory of Zehnder the last time she saw him.
Esther looked around; but found no one. No cars, no people, not even a stray cat.
She looked around for anything; any clue or sign at all. Still, nothing. But then, finally, she found something. She saw a small spatter of blood, and then another, and another. She followed this trail of blood to a small parking lot next to a convenience store, only to be greeted by a gruesome mess.
Blood was all over the place. Esther couldn’t even tell how many people there were, they were all broken up. Blood, flesh, and gore covered the ground, in many places you couldn’t even see the asphalt underneath. Faces had been smashed against the wall, arms had been torn off and tossed away, and bones had been crushed and crushed