Post by Dex on Aug 13, 2013 17:03:33 GMT -5
It is a cold winter night. The scenery is a very dark and gloomy area, almost lifeless. There is a house not too far away. The house is quite roughed up. With snow covering a majority of the broken house. Dex walk's towards wearing a black jacket with faded jeans.
Dex: This is where I fell here is where I fell and became one of you, something I've always wished wouldn't happen. But he wouldn't listen, I told him; I told him not too. I told him not to send me here as a punishment. I'd rather be sent to the depths of hell than live in this abominable place. But I'm stuck i'm stuck wearing these idiotic clothes. Stuck being nothing more than an average human being. I may look like it, but beneath this mask is nothing. No face, No nose. Do I wish to be one of you? I thought I made my point clear. I hate you all, I wish to exterminate your entire lifeless race.
Dex suddenly pauses. He begins to look around the lifeless snowy oasis. He screams in agony. Screaming "why did you bring me here you stupid son of a bitch! WHY? WHY?" He walks around completely irate. He walks towards the beat down house. He begins to scream once again, "I HATE YOU!" Right after a large sound is heard. He punched a hole right through the old house. Hand covered in blood. Dex slowly walks closer again.
Dex: What..What is this? It's red. Is this.... Is this pain? Is this how it feels to be a lowlife being? Even when I fell through that roof I didn't feel this. This "pain." I've been cursed by him. He wishes for me to be nothing more than below him. He realizes my overwhelming strength. He realizes who I am, I am Dex or so that's what she said. She had long black hair, Hehe. That's before I ripped it from her head. She made me realize how much I hate these, "humans." Annoying, pathetic, and I'm going to kill each one of them. Whether they accept my gift, or not. It's not going to be a present that they'll be able to simply "re-gift."
Dex looks down at his beaten hand, covered in red blood with shards of black wood stuck in it. The blood drops. Falling to the ground. Drip. Drop. Snow begins to drop on his head. Covering the upper section of his crimson red mask.
Dex: Khan feels rejection, I know it. He is rejected by being a different skin color of course mere human's would battle over that. But to be rejected from a man who accepts all rejection. No Khan would never be important. The most importance his life had was when his family died my importance is yet to come, when I dominate this filthy sport called wrestling. And when I defeat each one of my opponents, and then go on to choke them afterwards with my own hands. That's when I'll be at peace, that's when my soul can finally rest. Khan. Your going to be my first victim. I'll murder you, in a ring, in front of thousands of other humans. That I'd like to kill.
-End of RP-
(OOC: What do you think?)
Dex: This is where I fell here is where I fell and became one of you, something I've always wished wouldn't happen. But he wouldn't listen, I told him; I told him not too. I told him not to send me here as a punishment. I'd rather be sent to the depths of hell than live in this abominable place. But I'm stuck i'm stuck wearing these idiotic clothes. Stuck being nothing more than an average human being. I may look like it, but beneath this mask is nothing. No face, No nose. Do I wish to be one of you? I thought I made my point clear. I hate you all, I wish to exterminate your entire lifeless race.
Dex suddenly pauses. He begins to look around the lifeless snowy oasis. He screams in agony. Screaming "why did you bring me here you stupid son of a bitch! WHY? WHY?" He walks around completely irate. He walks towards the beat down house. He begins to scream once again, "I HATE YOU!" Right after a large sound is heard. He punched a hole right through the old house. Hand covered in blood. Dex slowly walks closer again.
Dex: What..What is this? It's red. Is this.... Is this pain? Is this how it feels to be a lowlife being? Even when I fell through that roof I didn't feel this. This "pain." I've been cursed by him. He wishes for me to be nothing more than below him. He realizes my overwhelming strength. He realizes who I am, I am Dex or so that's what she said. She had long black hair, Hehe. That's before I ripped it from her head. She made me realize how much I hate these, "humans." Annoying, pathetic, and I'm going to kill each one of them. Whether they accept my gift, or not. It's not going to be a present that they'll be able to simply "re-gift."
Dex looks down at his beaten hand, covered in red blood with shards of black wood stuck in it. The blood drops. Falling to the ground. Drip. Drop. Snow begins to drop on his head. Covering the upper section of his crimson red mask.
Dex: Khan feels rejection, I know it. He is rejected by being a different skin color of course mere human's would battle over that. But to be rejected from a man who accepts all rejection. No Khan would never be important. The most importance his life had was when his family died my importance is yet to come, when I dominate this filthy sport called wrestling. And when I defeat each one of my opponents, and then go on to choke them afterwards with my own hands. That's when I'll be at peace, that's when my soul can finally rest. Khan. Your going to be my first victim. I'll murder you, in a ring, in front of thousands of other humans. That I'd like to kill.
-End of RP-
(OOC: What do you think?)
I dont know good luck 
