| What happens when an angel displeases it's master? |


YouMy head burned For you My thoughts buzzed 'Round youYou
The alcohol was kickin' My feet always trippin' I gotta get in closer To you
I heard his heart was Breaking I couldn't care For aching I needed only one That's you
All I was thinking Is how to keep drinking These feeling kept in place And then my heart would race
You were the beat I could feel the heat Someone took my breath It's you
My heart was in my throat I could only hope That when I got in close I would


DrabbleShe waved distractedly at her laughing friends while they drove off and she fished out her keys. She stumbled to the front door, and picked the right key off her keychain. As she went to put it in the lock, her hand wouldn't stop shaking, whether from cold or alcohol, she didn't know. She missed the opening every time. After five minutes of trying to get in, she gave up. Turning she sat on the stoop, her legs pulling up in a vain attempt of keeping warm in the chilly autumn night air. Winter was coming up fast this time of year and she began to think about the snow that was sure to be coming any day now as she watched her breath turn to vaporDrabble


A Mother's LoveI looked down at the babe. Covered in the placenta that gave it life; a disturbing red-ish color with its blue, blue veins prominent on its bald head. Its eyes shut tight against the unaccustomed lights and sights of the hospital room. Its wails echoed off the walls and in my head, giving me a headache on top of the body-ache, the heartache. And it would never be as pure as it was at this moment.A Mother's Love
The sobs ripped out of me unbidden at the sight of my child, my flesh, my blood. Our cries mingled in the air as nurses bustled around us, monitoring this and checking that. Fearing for its safety in the hands of its half-deranged mother


TypicalI swallowed and stared at her as she poured her next shot. I felt the waves of my liquor rip through me as she tossed hers back. My fit was short lived, and I waited for hers to arrive, but it never passed. It was almost like she was immune, but her eyes were dumb, low, and vacant.Typical
There was no way she was immune to that poison.
I watched her stick her finger into her shot glass. She fingered the last bit of liquor from the bottom of the glass and, with her tongue, took the little bit of moisture on the tip of her finger. I laughed out loud. She was definitely not aware of me watching her.
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Just A Game - 02The glowing had appeared so suddenly he hadnt the time to figure out from where it had originated. Startled, Dervish stepped back, his brow raised as he watched the glowing grow for a moment before a clawed hand began to appear from the shining window, Dervish barely believing his eyes. Biting at his lower lip, Dervish almost resisted the temptation to touch the hand, there seemed to be something so familiar about the energy it emitted. Though before he could, the entire creature revealed itself, a putrid scent emitting from the rotting flesh which hung in mounds off the beast.Just A Game - 02
Jumping in fright, Dervish stumbled backwards,


Just A Game - 01The day Shark had discovered Dervish was a normal one to say the least. Well, at least in terms of what normal was to a member of the Disciples. Two Demons attempting to break through a portal into a downtown train station. To Shark it meant only two things. One; he was actually going to have to get out of bed, something that didnt seem to exciting at the time, and Two; well, hed actually have to do some work.Just A Game - 01
Running his fingers through his short choppy brunette hair, the large male kicked the sheets off himself and dressed in a pair of thick and baggy army styled pants, along with a plain white shirt, hu
| The name Karo has been with me for a couple of years. Starting off as a demon in a story that possessed one unfortunate boy, he ended up being my first seriously drawn picture of a human. It was also one of my first original characters. Sadly I lost interest in the story and all but lost the picture. He resurfaced about a year ago, with some minor changes, as a character for an RP between me and one of my friends. And now he has another bit added to his legacy, as the proud provider of my new deviantArt identity. |
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I cant think of anything worse after a night of drinking than waking up next to someone and not being able to remember their name, or how you met, or why theyre dead.
Etsy: [link]
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Dammit, Ogden, let me go. Im a bleeder. Im going to bleed all over you, Ogden. Ill ruin your shoes.- Friendly Hostility
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I cant think of anything worse after a night of drinking than waking up next to someone and not being able to remember their name, or how you met, or why theyre dead.
Etsy: [link]
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DirtyPrettyThinEX - The exoskeleton shrugged off in the rebirth... Find DirtyPrettyThin now @ [link] -
Thanks again!
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Grab them saddle bags and toss 'em over me.
Let's ride on.
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Taito in the VOCALOID iScribble RP group [link]
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You know what?
I heard something, not long ago.
It makes me sick.
Mend your wounds.
And what shall I do
I try to speak and words stop short of my tongue
They make their way back to my thoughts
I move my eyes around trying to find a place to rest
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