hey, what's up?
Vanessa looked up sharply, although it was an uneeded action to be executed. He had brought a staff out, now, and was most likely try to hurt her. What a fool. Even his thoughts were getting slightly aggressive by this point, reffering to her as the one who made a mess of this place. "How dare you, you damn fiend!" She spat, the jerking movement of her head forcing her hood to flop back. Her face was now revealed; Her bright crimson eyes, her chalky skin and bright red lips. Although not working, her eyes still made the movements of analysing the creature before her. He certainly wasn't human, she knew that fromt he way he thought on her race. "How dare you blame me for this godforsaken MESS! I could have prevented this from happening, I tried to stop this, but NO. PEOPLE DON'T LISTEN TO LITTLE OLD ME, RIGHT?" Slowly, she took an intake of cool air, and blew it back out again, attempting to calm herself. "...How do you think I got like this? Oh, wait, don't tell me, I probably already know. I'm already in your head." With a fake-glare and and a sickening chuckle, Vanessa placed the hood back over her black hair.
The piercing thoughts that entered Vanessa’s mind gave her a sweet feeling of release. The thought of the blade piercing into a tender piece of flesh, causing the erratic veins of the human body to hurl out blood like no tomorrow, it was so gratifying. The thoughts of the man she had hit flew out like inane dribble, most probably from the shock of what had occurred, but she certainly could make out one undying question: Who did this? Slowly, the Entity of Awareness took several paces forward and out of what she assumed was shrubbery. The thoughts had become a lot clearer now, an obvious indication that she was close to whomever she had hit. “Hello.†She called. Her voice was smooth, like the slickest of honeys to be found, the words being emitted from her mouth in a passionate flow. “I believe you have an item of mine, a knife, perhaps?†With a smile, she revealed a set of perfectly white teeth, and bowed her head down lower. She did not want to reveal her useless, crimson eyes just yet.
Spoiler lolfail
Vanessa Slotted the metallic blade back into the inside of her cloak, and attempted to regain what little sanity she once held. The urge to kill more than a mere squirrel was on her mind. Like a scream in the silence of her sanity, breaking the silence, and causing such a disruption that, she had to take action on the compulsion at hand. Again, she dug her hands into the side of her cloak, and threw out several blades at once, all in a false hope of hitting something – or someone. Obviously, there was no hope that she would actually hit someone, as she had no sense of direction whatsoever. On the other hand, her blades were heading in the direction of where she had heard the irritating thoughts in the first place, so they must be able to hit something... right? “Dear god, may it be someone with better tasting blood than a squirrels.â€
yes, that might work. As for now, I will develop the character more. You don't mind me posting soon, do you?
I really, really feel like writing today. Also, you don't mind the length? I don't want to seem overpowering, but I want to introduce her...
ah my post wasn't too gruesome, was it?
Gently, the thoughts faded from Vanessa’s mind. That was a close call right there, if those felines would have found her, things could have gotten out of hand entirely. “I should not be around these parts...†she whispered to herself, her voice hoarse and dry. Her heart was beating madly at the moment, forcing her breathing to accelerate. She swallowed, and proceeded to regurgitate the saliva back out of her mouth. The spit flew out from between her pale lips, along with fragments of moss and grass that had gathered when her face collided with the floor. Promptly, she wiped her mouth of excess spatter and stood up. Vanessa paused, closing her eyes to focus properly on which thoughts were dying faster than others. Three streams of thought were being emitted through her mind right now, all on the subject of plants. Of all the subjects to let such a thing as a wondrous human mind boggle over, and they decide to think about plants. “Idiots...†She mumbled, beginning to walk again. “If only they knew of a world such as mine. A world of no senses, but only sensing. A world of no hearing, but only listening.†Her walking took an immense boost in speed, and progressed to jogging. Yes, her temper was searing at the moment. Hearing the pathetic thoughts of such pitiful human beings acting in such an obnoxious manner, very oblivious to what they have and what they should cherish, is rather infuriating to say the least. “STUPID, INCONSIDERATE BEINGS.†The pale woman screamed in fury. “YOU ALL LACK THE INTELLIGENCE TO SHOW GRATIFICATION FOR WHAT YOU HAVE.†In a flash, she grabbed out a slim, silver throwing knife from the inside of her darkened cloak, and threw it out wards in frustration. A fraction of a second later, a low squelch commenced a dull silence throughout the woods. Sensing that she had just killed a minor squirrel, Vanessa began to chuckle slightly. Soon her chuckle turned into a giggle. A chortle. A laugh. Then, she burst into hysterical laughter, stepping towards to animal corpse – which was now nailed to the tree it once climbed upon – and redeemed her blade from its spine and innards, letting the small intestines drop to the floor with a wet ‘slap’. Carefully, she brought the blade to her extended tongue, and licked the blade unsoiled of any blood. “Soon I will have human blood on the tip of my tongue...†She whispered in a lustful tone. “And Callen is first on y list.â€
Only decent picture I had at the time. I'm gonna go and hang my head now.
With her hood pulled further over her dark, still eyes, Vanessa mumbled a few curses in memory of Callen and his ways. "How dare he leave me like this..." She hissed, her head jerking up as the enviroment around her suddenly took a swift turn-around; thoughts were echoing in her mind now, buzzing around like an insane humming bee on some form of drug similar to speed. Great. The cats were coming. She couldn't stick up a fight at the moment, especially with the circumstances her mind and body were in. Quickly, she began to run, not wanting to be found and examined by those filthy felines. God only knows what will come of that occurence. A low thud shuddered through the floor as her foot made contact with a tree root. She fell, face colliding with the forest floor. I'm such a friggin idiot.
sorry about tonight, man. Things are happening and such. I have replied, however.
Oh, sweet. The east coast? I have a friend from around about there. It's great that you're on vacation. Enjoying yourself, I assume? :3
Oh. My. Goodness.
I'm in England at the moment, it's 11:20pm. I'm not usually tired, but I also have a headache. What time is it there, and more importantly, how...
The profile has been posted. I'm partially asleep at the moment, so I fear it may not be up to much. Apologies in advance.
heck xD I don't know what I'm doing at the moment, sorry. Then I can give her a name then? and yeah, I'll post the profile.
heyhey, was that post okay of mine? D: I feel nervous.
Catfish Soup - Attack Attack! :lolface:
What the fuck did I just listen to- -oh. ...but still, what the hell?
