verminous: (story_010)

[personal profile] verminous 2024-03-13 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
["There is. Are you going to take it? What will there be for you, if you do?"

It won't change anything. It won't change anything at all.

Is it worth it?]
kabari: (pic#17012157)

[personal profile] kabari 2024-03-14 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
I'm already goin' to hell.

[ life is there. there really is nothing else. no past. no future. nothing.

the tiniest thread of hope, of that fleeting catharsis sure is tempting. one repreive, no matter how brief, is going to be a welcome respite from the neverending hell this dump is.

she lunges. if she can get him down, pinned, whatever- she can leverage her arm against his throat and squeeze the life out of him. ]
verminous: (story_010)

[personal profile] verminous 2024-03-14 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
[She lunges. Her arm is not quite her arm-- it's a familiar bug arm, that lashes out and changes shape as she attacks, sharpening into a spiked lance.

It pierces directly through him.

He laughs as he bleeds, but more than that...

Attacking him like this seems to break something, cracking reality. Golden light seeps through the cracks, then grows brighter, brighter-

Until she can no longer see. She can only move into that warmth.]