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dear_mun2014-10-29 10:50 pm
strongestcoward) wrote in dear_mun2014-10-29 10:50 pm
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what a big baby
I haven't killed anything in far too long. It's making me nervous.
[Forgetting for a moment that he's the embodiment of fear and is always nervous...]
It's like trying to ignore an itch. It just gets worse and worse, and you remember all sorts of itches you thought you'd forgotten. I feel like I'm covered in cockroaches.
[And because Asura doesn't really 'get' metaphors, he physically scratches at himself. It's kind of sad to see honestly.]
[Forgetting for a moment that he's the embodiment of fear and is always nervous...]
It's like trying to ignore an itch. It just gets worse and worse, and you remember all sorts of itches you thought you'd forgotten. I feel like I'm covered in cockroaches.
[And because Asura doesn't really 'get' metaphors, he physically scratches at himself. It's kind of sad to see honestly.]
i dont want my big baby getting hurt but im tagging this anyway because im the devil
He was nothing now. He couldn't even defend himself now that he was dead.
Vacant sockets stare into the darkness without any sign of light or hope. He probably couldn't do that either. Could he actually die again? Would he die in there? Just cease to exist entirely and fade forever? There was no one here to tell him otherwise, no one around to help him. No one ever had been, no one ever would.
He raised a hand hesitantly, as if he almost intended to reach in and look for his heart]