Post by Felix Falora on Mar 13, 2009 22:06:32 GMT -5
(I cannot resist... Plus it's a good excuse for more MasahiroXPerceval cuteness in all the violence and drama soon to come)
(Song for the scene)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=POhGCEC4gN4
(It fits in my opinion)
Masahiro entered the room with a sinking feeling and dread creeping up on him. The room was dark... it was never supposed to be this dark. Entering, he pulled his sword out softly and began to walk around. Everything was black, figures of how the room usuaully looked adorning the darkness. He made his way towards their room... Felix,Double D... Marion... The world was a blur as he reached the door and opened it softly. It moved out of the way smoothly... and revealed the worst of sights inside.
Masahiro had to bite back a scream at what he saw.
Felix, Double D, Marion... Dead. All dead. Felix's body was chopped in half, his face a signet of despair and misery. Double D had been gutted, his stomach ripped out, his face a scene of horror and shock. But the worst of all... young, baby Marion, whose head was laying next to Double D's corpse while her body was still in the crib, her face still peaceful in sleeping. He felt his body fail as he looked at their corpses with misery and he turned. He was met with a figure that appeared out of nowhere adorning a hockey mask and carrying a machete, jumping up and causing the scream within him to be expelled, shouting throughout the room like a scared little schoolgirl. He attempted to block the machete with his sword, but the man knocked it away. He ducked past him and immediately ran out of the Ed's appartment. He heard the footsteps behind him and burst into the Skylark's appartment.
The bodies of Fletcher, Michiko, Matilde, and Trevor greeted him. Masahiro screamed again. Ice was freezing his blood cold. But where was Perceval, he now had to wonder? He burst the bedroom door down and the last remnants of his sanity shattered.
Perceval's head was strung up on a wall... his body chopped into little pieces.
Masahiro's scream was loud and long. Like many of the horror movie characters, instead of just trying to escape or kill Jason for his treachery, he fell to his knees, holding his head, screaming. The pain was too much and he seemed hopeless to escape; the windows outside showed nothing but blackness as if the world had dissapeared. He heard the footsteps behind him, but did nothing to escape his fate.
The knife plunged into his throat.
And with a startled choked scream and a crash of thunder, Masahiro woke up, sitting up quickly in his bed. He began panting softly, trying to comprehend everything he had dreamed about, but when it hit him, tears began to stream down his face and before he knew it, before he could stop himself, he began crying, and in his crying, he radiated off a special sort of aura that only one the one he loved could feel... That one, being Perceval, would feel it, no matter how far away he was, and feel that the one he loved was in danger.
(Song for the scene)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=POhGCEC4gN4
(It fits in my opinion)
Masahiro entered the room with a sinking feeling and dread creeping up on him. The room was dark... it was never supposed to be this dark. Entering, he pulled his sword out softly and began to walk around. Everything was black, figures of how the room usuaully looked adorning the darkness. He made his way towards their room... Felix,Double D... Marion... The world was a blur as he reached the door and opened it softly. It moved out of the way smoothly... and revealed the worst of sights inside.
Masahiro had to bite back a scream at what he saw.
Felix, Double D, Marion... Dead. All dead. Felix's body was chopped in half, his face a signet of despair and misery. Double D had been gutted, his stomach ripped out, his face a scene of horror and shock. But the worst of all... young, baby Marion, whose head was laying next to Double D's corpse while her body was still in the crib, her face still peaceful in sleeping. He felt his body fail as he looked at their corpses with misery and he turned. He was met with a figure that appeared out of nowhere adorning a hockey mask and carrying a machete, jumping up and causing the scream within him to be expelled, shouting throughout the room like a scared little schoolgirl. He attempted to block the machete with his sword, but the man knocked it away. He ducked past him and immediately ran out of the Ed's appartment. He heard the footsteps behind him and burst into the Skylark's appartment.
The bodies of Fletcher, Michiko, Matilde, and Trevor greeted him. Masahiro screamed again. Ice was freezing his blood cold. But where was Perceval, he now had to wonder? He burst the bedroom door down and the last remnants of his sanity shattered.
Perceval's head was strung up on a wall... his body chopped into little pieces.
Masahiro's scream was loud and long. Like many of the horror movie characters, instead of just trying to escape or kill Jason for his treachery, he fell to his knees, holding his head, screaming. The pain was too much and he seemed hopeless to escape; the windows outside showed nothing but blackness as if the world had dissapeared. He heard the footsteps behind him, but did nothing to escape his fate.
The knife plunged into his throat.
And with a startled choked scream and a crash of thunder, Masahiro woke up, sitting up quickly in his bed. He began panting softly, trying to comprehend everything he had dreamed about, but when it hit him, tears began to stream down his face and before he knew it, before he could stop himself, he began crying, and in his crying, he radiated off a special sort of aura that only one the one he loved could feel... That one, being Perceval, would feel it, no matter how far away he was, and feel that the one he loved was in danger.