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10. Money

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10. Money

"Need it." "Already told you." "I need it." "Already told you." "But-" "We can't! Okay?" "Why?" "Think we can afford that shit?" "Not my fault we're shitpoor." "It's mine?" "You're the one that fucked it up." "I fucked up? There's nothing even out there!" "You promised it'd be okay again, and we'd have money, and-" "What d'ya want? The fuck should I do? Tell me." "I just...Need..." "You want it that bad? He has it. But he doesn't sell. Have fun." "Fuck you..." she whispered, door slamming. All he left? A number on a picture. "Fucking need money..."

9. Blue

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9. Blue

Everyone thought white. Only the really observant people noticed any color, and said grey. Only one person she knew of had gotten it right without her telling. Maybe there were more, probably not. But he had noticed. He'd taught himself to watch eyes. Not on purpose, but he had. So he watched them closely, reading people, seeing through bluffs and lies. He had known the color from the very start. When someone mentioned how odd it was to have white eyes, she ignored it, closing them. "Open." "Huh?" "Open your eyes. I wanna see." "Why?" "I thought they were blue."

8. Yellow

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8. Yellow

"Blondie. Here, now." Edward stood, arms crossed, leaning against the counter, watching the floor impatiently. "What you want, you..." came a thickly accented voice. Blondie followed Edward's eyes, chuckling at a puddle. "Wasn't in 'er when that happened." "Dog is not a 'her'," he answered, irritation obvious. "Same difference." "I'm not cleaning it." "Not my dog," Blondie shrugged, floating away. "Hey! Get back here!" Nothing. "Damn," Edward grumbled, heading to the other room and stopping. He watched the ghost gently pet the dog, lulling the puppy into sleep with a quiet German song. Edward sighed, going back. "Time to clean."

7. Red

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7. Red

Too white. Toooo white. He sat, rocking slowly. Was told to leave it. Don't touch it. It was hideous. Disgusting. The urge, need to cover it, destroy it, anything...Was... Almost irresistable. Tucking his knees against his chest, he stared. At something. Didn't know what; didn't matter. Wasn't white. Wasn't the essence of nothing. He wanted it red. Everything. Eyes scanning the room, he stood. Couldn't stand it anymore. The white had to go. ..Where to get red? A frown appeared, then a smirk. Examining his nails, he pulled up a sleeve. "Hellooo. How are youuu?" Didn't flinch as fingers dug into his arm, red slowly coming from t

6. Dark

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6. Dark

Cold sweat broke out across his skin, his body shivering. Nothing was said aloud, but in his nightmares? Screaming for his life. Should've never watched that tape. He knew better. Now he was paying for it more ways than one. He was cursed, and it was fucking with him. That girl appeared everywhere she wasn't wanted; stayed there, ignoring how hard he tried ignoring her. Seven days of torture, the tumor inside him waiting until time ran out before killing him. Waking suddenly, he sat. Breathing heavy, he glanced around the dark room, seeing only her. He needed to copy that tape. Before the darkness stole him.

5. Light

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5. Light

Pursing his lips, a finger brushed his mouth. Eyes narrowing, he wondered what was missing. He thought the tree was perfect so far, but...Something was wrong. Star was there, ornaments...Everything. But it didn't have that extra oomph, the touch that would make it better. And it had to be as good as possible for Giftmas, right? ...Ugh. Hard to focus on the wrong when it was so dark in there - wait. That was it. He smirked, eyebrow raising in amusement. Reaching behind the tree, he inserted the plug into the socket and stood back. That was much better. So light really did make a difference...
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  • Nov 5
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There is nothing to be said about this.
Nothing.

Favourite Movies
Alien, Requiem For A Dream, Repo! The Genetic Opera, Final Destination, Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World, Kick-Ass
Favourite TV Shows
House, Regular Show, Family Guy, Robot Chicken, Psych
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Armin van Buuren, Dream Theater, Innerpartysystem, Symphony X, Nine Inch Nails, Avenged Sevenfold, Tiesto, Skrillex
Favourite Books
Women of the Otherworld series, Dragonlance novels, House of Leaves, Battle Royale
Favourite Games
Portal, Trauma Center, No More Heroes, left4dead, Pokemon Silver, Myst, Halo, Super Smash Brothers Brawl
Other Interests
Herping, tumbling, Homestuck, reptiles, derping, sleeping, eating, bubbles, morbid/dark things, gore

fuckin'-

fuckin'-

furfags. Fuckin' furfags. Now that I hang out with them, I see them everywhere. Especially within the past couple of months.

what the-

what the-

How in the hell did I get commissioned? Also: guess what's on my mind.

HNNNGH

HNNNGH

I am in dire need of gorey Xenomorph pictures. I WANT TO SEE THEM RIPPING THE THROATS OUT OF THINGS, GUYS. Come onnnnnn. Satisfy me.

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lol Jayden right :PPPP
Mayyyyyyyybe.

>.>
<.<
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Thanks muchly for the watch :)
No problem. :3
:iconi-am--the-death::iconsaysplz: thanks for the WAAAAATCH:la: