Catarina Amanto (
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towerofanimus2012-10-21 01:08 pm
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Entry tags:
Bloody fourth
Characters: Catarina and anyone around the dormitories
Setting: Dormitories
Format: Action start, will match anyone
Summary: Catarina wakes up after her first death, and something is wrong...
Warnings: Body horror, possible character death/disfigurement with mun permission
[Death paralysis sucked. The last thing she knew was she was being crushed by her costume, and now she was staring at the ceiling, unable to move. Minutes pass, making her more and more angry and scared. Ten minutes finally pass, and she wrenched herself out of her bed as soon as she could, stumbling to the hallway with a strange weight on her chest and throat. Catarina looked around, her mouth curled in a strange scared angry snarl, trying to find a face she recognized]
Setting: Dormitories
Format: Action start, will match anyone
Summary: Catarina wakes up after her first death, and something is wrong...
Warnings: Body horror, possible character death/disfigurement with mun permission
[Death paralysis sucked. The last thing she knew was she was being crushed by her costume, and now she was staring at the ceiling, unable to move. Minutes pass, making her more and more angry and scared. Ten minutes finally pass, and she wrenched herself out of her bed as soon as she could, stumbling to the hallway with a strange weight on her chest and throat. Catarina looked around, her mouth curled in a strange scared angry snarl, trying to find a face she recognized]
/late tag ;_;
A smog of dust rose when he landed, followed by the terrible coughing of her wounded prey. Blood dripped along the side of his temples, and down his lips. Even his hands were coated with blood, some of the wounds caused from their earlier skirmish.
Laying there broken and injured, Haldir swore he couldn't feel his limbs. ]
late tags are good tags
[Until he dropped down, crashing into the pews. Catarina launched herself down to land on top of him, her hands black with burns. She was intent on pouncing, but the act of doing so made her whine in pain and proceed to stumble slightly, one knee and elbow hitting the holy ground with a grunt]