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towerofanimus2012-10-21 09:51 am
pushedaround) wrote in towerofanimus2012-10-21 09:51 am
002 Tavros Nitram
Characters: [OU] Tavros Nitram and you.
Time: October 19th, evening
Setting: Anywhere in the halls
Format:I'll match you.
Summary: Not enough candy. At least he tried!
Warnings: Violence. Maybe character death with mun permission, of course.
[ The pain is excruciating.
It's no surprised since the tower decided to rip off his horns, leaving one forced through his skull and the other pierced in the center of his chest. He can only assume the logic behind such unnecessary cruelty is to keep his costume glued to his body, but he didn't care at this point. He didn't even care about the pain or the amount of blood he is losing with every slight movement. It didn't matter. Tavros had greater interests to attend to. You see- he is in desperate need to find someone to talk to. Anyone! Yeah, he felt like having a nice, long discussion involving the things he liked the most, and he'll be positively delighted if someone was kind enough to offer him their time.
Oh, and don't mind the fairly large lance he's dragging around. Tavros paid little attention to it, but it might come in handy in certain situations. Who knows?
Whatever.
He continues his search, getting a little restless at this point. ]
Time: October 19th, evening
Setting: Anywhere in the halls
Format:I'll match you.
Summary: Not enough candy. At least he tried!
Warnings: Violence. Maybe character death with mun permission, of course.
[ The pain is excruciating.
It's no surprised since the tower decided to rip off his horns, leaving one forced through his skull and the other pierced in the center of his chest. He can only assume the logic behind such unnecessary cruelty is to keep his costume glued to his body, but he didn't care at this point. He didn't even care about the pain or the amount of blood he is losing with every slight movement. It didn't matter. Tavros had greater interests to attend to. You see- he is in desperate need to find someone to talk to. Anyone! Yeah, he felt like having a nice, long discussion involving the things he liked the most, and he'll be positively delighted if someone was kind enough to offer him their time.
Oh, and don't mind the fairly large lance he's dragging around. Tavros paid little attention to it, but it might come in handy in certain situations. Who knows?
Whatever.
He continues his search, getting a little restless at this point. ]
no subject
[The first thing Lancer notices is the lance...the second thing are the horns jammed in the child's body.]
Woah, kid, you alright?