I'm the dagger in your back (theberserker) wrote in clockwork_rp, @ 2008-03-28 18:03:00 |
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Entry tags: | farfarello::theberserker, matt::gogglesboy, schuldig::themastermind |
Dinner is served [active]
Who: Schuldig (themastermind), Farfarello (theberserker), and Matt (gogglesboy)
What: It's lunch time
When: Now?
Where: your face Sixth floor, Wing B
Warnings: Violence, gorging on a hapless teenager, the usual. Farf's a warning in himself.
They were little more than animals, stalking the corridors like the ravenous predators they were. Little, save for their appearance, separated them from mere beasts, but no animal had that blood-lust, that mad desire for carnage that they as humans possessed. How far gone they were from humanity then, lost in the throes of that God-bedamned curse.
That curse. They were abominations in every sense of the term, defiling God's realm, His creation simply by existing in that unnatural state.
Farfarello... loved it. Revelled in it.
Never before had he been struck with such a thirst. His mad urges, fixations and obsessions seemed like nothing compared to this desire.
Who was he to deny it?
He'd lost track of the number of hallways they had passed through, lost track of which floor they were on or how many doors he'd slipped past in his leisurely search for 'playmates'. He could have been searching for days, mere hours, or short, fleeting minutes. What did it matter?
They were sure to come across something eventually. Farfarello knew how to bide his time.