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Oichi (lullabysong) wrote in thedeadland, @ 2011-11-09 08:52:00

oo1 } intro
A child, a wish, a dream. Her head spins with the might of a promised single wish and she wanders as though in a daze. There are many things that wish to hurt her. But hell's hands, shadow made tangible, help her along. She directs them toward one of the monsters and they cradle her as they eventually rip it limb from limb. And it goes on like this until there's a lot of them strewn about, the smell of blood is thick on the air and the sweltering heat of Market Park feels as though it may cook them and her both.

Oichi sinks to the ground next to the small body of a monster. A baby one, she thinks, even though it's fully grown. A great sadness grips her then and she picks the creature up, cradles its mangled body to her chest, and cries. She doesn't notice the flask by her knees.

[ ooc: Though this starter is in prose, will switch to action! ]