Thundercat

A Murderer's Game

ChadsWorth The Thrid said
Anyone here?

Here!

What's going on with that collab pad? Are we all going post by post or...?

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A drop of sweat trickled down the side of Arin's forehead as his eyes remained frozen on the bloodied, dead rodent, his gaze both psychotic and satisfied. Both his grip on the scissors and the cage were extremely tight. Had there been enough light in the room you could see the veins in his forearms popping out. Everything in the room was completely still except for the pool of blood underneath the rodent. It was almost impossible for him to move, to look away from the poor creature whose life was taken by him.

For some reason, taking life in an abandoned shack in the middle of a mysterious forest was much more pleasurable than killing cattle.

He let out a heavy sigh and eased his tight grip on the cage and scissors. His mind was so hypnotized by the carcass that he had forgotten to breath. It was difficult for him to recall the last time he had the urge to kill something. The craving had been satisfied, for now, which was kind of a bad thing. His malicious mindset of murder usually blinded his guilt and hatred for himself, but that had evaporated for the time being. Arin was back to his normal self, if you could even call it that.

The boy suddenly flinched and backed away from the dead rodent before him, suddenly disgusted. More so of himself than the carcass. He bumped into a shelf, knocking down one of the jars that contained who knows what. His breathing was heavy and his anxiety was returning. The candlelight had gone out as well. The darkness that he embraced earlier now frightened him. His back was against the wall, or maybe a shelf. Even though there was no candle light, the pool of blue that the lantern created was enough for him to see the dead rodent inside of the cage, staring back at him with lifeless eyes. Or, eye.

Arin began to slide down the wall (or shelf) of the room, his heavy breathing was shaky and his eyes grew watery.

"I'm sorry," He whispered. He really was, at least at the moment. "Why, WHY AM I LIKE THIS" He was shouting.

A wolf howled, causing the boy to jump, his head shot towards the window. "Oh no, oh no" What a mess. He no longer seek'd answers as to who brought him here, instead he only wished for shelter, safety and forgiveness. He could hear a faint voice but not what it was saying. The sound of the owl's fluttering slightly comforted him, as well as the thought of those fireflies. He wished to see them, to be in their presence once more.

Shuffling. Footsteps. Arin's head shot towards the front and only door. His face contorted in fear. He was still sitting, leaning against the wall avoiding the rodent's perished gaze. Without hesitation the boy crawled underneath the table, grabbing the lantern, hugging it as if it could somehow keep him safe. At some point tears had slid down his cheeks. His eyes remained fixed on the door as he remained underneath the table.

Arin awaited his punishment.

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Sorry about that Mokley. I'm in the process of preparing for a surprise thanksgiving visit :) should have something by tomorrow.

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Welcome Light!

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Welcome Light!

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Mokley said Thundercat, I wish I could write more but there's not a lot to do in the dark that hasn't already been mentioned. Hopefully that's enough prompt for you. :)

It is enough, thank you!

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Mokley said today's been hella distracting.

I agree.

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Sophisticated Princess Anise is best Anise.

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The first thing Arin saw was the rodent.

Both he and the animal had locked eyes the moment he stepped inside. Cautiously he walked inside, each step taken carefully and with consideration all the while his eyes focused on the animal in the cage. The lantern practically lit up the entire house, outshining the candlelight. The rodent lying in the cage had distracted the boy who had forgotten why he initially entered the hut in the first place.

Within moments Arin was towering over the cage, staring deeply into the rodents eyes and taking note of it's mutilated and useless body. His face contorted in disgust at how pathetic the sight was. This animal had no purpose, no fate or destiny in this world and was merely one of an untold number souls that was born simply to die. He leaned forward, examining every inch of the creature before him. Truly it was a pitiful sight for the young sociopath.

His head shot up as the boy recalled his true goal; the scissors. He whizzed around, his eyes darting all over the room before falling on the table he had seen from the window. There before him lay an instrument of tailoring and murder. Arin's thumb rubbed against the thimble on his finger as he approached the table. He made sure to avoid the hanging jellyfish. Carefully he set the lantern on the table, taking care not to re-arrange or tamper with all of the trinkets and oddities. Gently his hand caressed the scissors handles before he gripped the tool tightly in his right hand with admiration. This item was probably the closest he'll ever be to Mayloom again.

Initially, Arin wanted to acquire the tailoring scissors on the table before waiting patiently for the home's owner to return in hopes of interrogating him or her. However, as the young man gripped the scissors tightly in his right hand, he turned to lay his malicious eyes on the rodent once more. It's condition a perfect example of his views on how worthless and pathetic life in this world truly was. Slowly he approached the rodents cage, crouching down so he could be at eye-level with the creature.

"You poor thing" He whispered, "You poor, poor thing. God has no interest in your existence, nor does the rest of the world,"

The young man pondered whether or not the length of the scissors was long enough to stab the rodent within the cage. He stood up, turning around before approaching the exit. With his free hand he gripped the doorknob and shut the front door, taking a brief moment to peer outside the window to make sure there was nothing approaching the little house. He could still feel the fireflies and owls presence, which brought forth an odd feeling of warmth and comfort.

The lantern really illuminated the entire room, which was a problem. Surely whoever lived here could see it from the outside. Arin took it upon himself to place the lantern underneath the table hoping to at least dim the blue light. After that was dealt with, he approached the rodents cage once more. Not wanting to waste time, he took one last look at the sorry creature before grabbing the cage with his left hand and shoving the scissors through it's bars with his right, hoping to impale the creature from the outside.

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Mokley said
Hmm, should I be putting the NPC pics in their IC introductory posts? I think that might be helpful.Speaking of pictures, all the runes just updated to a shinier version! Yay!Also! How do you guys feel about opening up the interest check again?

Love the idea of NPC pics as well as opening the interest check. Let us find new friends!

Also, hear ya loud and clear Mokley. Working on a post now.