Not Honest: An Original RPG

endlsobsession @ 07:36 pm: Who: Irie and OPEN
Where: Outside Damion's Club
When: Night

Irieaga walked slowly as she eyed the club. She knew who it belonged to, she could almost feel it in the air as she paced across the road way. It was, in the words of those that knew her, insanity. It wasn’t normal by any means, at least.

Damion.

She could think of him every moment of every day and it would not stop the confusion that was buried deep in her heart. She should have killed him when she had the chance so many years ago. Why hadn’t she? Why couldn’t she? What was so hard about making that final blow that she couldn’t….

I will, she thought firmly to herself. She would. She absolutely would kill him.

Someday.

Tags: damion sorosin, irieaga moonshadow, open

gothicportrait @ 08:02 pm: Who: Raven and OPEN
Where: West London
When: Late afternoon

Expression. That was the key to most art in Raven’s opinion. It was highly under appreciated by many of her contemporaries, but then again she also thought most of them had so little talent that it hardly mattered in the grand scheme. Still, she was here, waiting for something to inspire her as she watched the darker side of London pass her by.

It was not, perhaps, the smartest of ideas for a beautiful, gothic girl to be there alone, but she didn’t much care. Once night fell she would go home, change from her usual day attire and become a vixen of the night. Her short skirts and tight corsets would entice and tease and then she would go home…to an empty flat.

It was a bit of a sad life, really. She should have made more friends, perhaps, but then what would have been the point that? Tragic artist did not seem to ever have that many friends.

“Where is my inspiration when I need it,” she asked softly, sighing. Mm, waiting was so dull.

Tags: jacoby wilkes, open, raven