Monsters (Open)
May 10, 2015 16:36:46 GMT -5
Post by 【REBELLION】 on May 10, 2015 16:36:46 GMT -5
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Toy walked through the eerie clearing, casting his shadow upon the old, dead, and rusting train cars that were there. His light brown figure was silhouetted by the moon which was just peaking over the crest of the horizon. With the crimson of the setting sun to his left and the silver glow of the moon on his right Toy had just enough light to pick his way through the debris filled field and ponder where all of Cascaro's inhabitants had gone lately. Everyone he'd met or known had been off of the radar for awhile now and he couldn't help but wonder if his days would be spent better somewhere else.
No. He snarled and reared up, bringing his front paws down upon the nearest metal container. The impacting clang of his claws against the form echoed across the yard and rattled his ears. Despite the ringing in his ears, the wolf hybrid felt a little bit better. Even murderers needed someone to talk to from time to time. He'd never go out and meet new people, though, because it might make him look weak and emotionally desperate (which he was, but who needs to know all of that?).
He gave a frustrated chuff and continued his walk. At the moment it was hard to distinguish his feelings. On one hand he wanted to talk to someone and have a sarcastic, yet fun, conversation and on the other he wanted to rip someone's throat out and serve it back to them on a platter. This is why you have problems. Yer gettin' too sentimental an' shit. Ah whatever. If he was turning soft then so be it. No one else knew and all he'd have to do was go and rip something to pieces if they did. Simple. So fucking simple.
"speech speech speech"