Re: Weepsong's visceral pleasures.
- Inferno dropped his singing after forgetting what he was singing
about. He waved at Weepsong and started approching her. His mind was
on two things. killing and fucking. He let out a puff of smoke as he
"Hello darling. What brings you here?" He said in a friendly-with-
underlying-evil sort of way. Wasn't she one of the ewes from Run-
Far's flock? Or was it Far-Run?
--- In Realm_light@yahoogroups.com, Faithry <faithry@p...> wrote:
> OOC: It'll be alright. Just don't try to rape Weepsong, and it'll be
> alright... ehm, I guess. Inferno is rather freaky. 8>
> Weepsong's head turned. She heard something like singing.. or
> something like a dog in a blender filled with boiling water that
> to sing. At least the lyrics were simple. The crimson skin of the
> clearly identified him as that disturbingly unsafe-to-be-around
> that had temporarily infested the flock Weepsong had been a guest
in. He had
> clearly destabilised further, was Weepsong's opinion.
> The ewe considered Inferno for a little while. If she could control
> might be useful... perhaps. If she couldn't, the best way to deal
> would be to kill or flee him.. and killing seemed best to her.
> > IC: Inferno wandered aimlessly around. His light covered with mud
> > allowing him to hide from his prey. He'd already killed two
> > and bathed in the blood happily before raping the dead bodies. His
> > crazy mind blocking out memories and thoughts as he humped what
> > pokemon once but had been turned simply into a lump of meat. Was
> > a light out there? He wondered if it was something else he could
> > hunt, something to take his mind off... No! don't think of it.
> > "lalala not thinking, not thinking!" He sang to himself hitting a
> > flipper against his head hard enough to make him loose his
- "All I know is he is out here somewhere. I intend to find the one
calling me." He took several steps back and watched her closely. He
didn't like anyone too close to him that were of his kind...he had
only apathy for his kind.
"Why? Do you really love your son? Or is it just that natural reflex
to look for him? You know you'll be raising your tail for a ram soon
then you'll have another lamb on the way. And you'll forget all
about the other one. Because you'll have a nice fresh little one on
the way. And if your son is smart maybe he'll survive...maybe he'll
grow and maybe he'll make something of himself. Maybe he will see
the truth about flocks and sheep and mother's 'love'." Dori didn't
give a shit for much after the truth of Haris was out and Leliah
> "Really? Who called you, and what flock? Do you have any friendsor family
> around here?", Weepsong asked, her smile still as sweet as shetook several
> steps towards Dori. "You wouldn't happen to want to help a motherfind her
> lost son, wouldn't you?"