Post by Dex on Feb 22, 2014 14:46:02 GMT -5
Revolution RP- Sunshine (A Dex RP)
“Why don’t you understand?
Dexter! Please….”
Prologue:
“He’s got a rare condition. I’m afraid he may not be able to live.”
A deep voice, breaking horrible news to people I’ve never seen before. A woman, and a child. Heartbroken; the pain and suffering of losing someone very dear to them is unbearable.
But still, the only person dear to me is dead. My only friend, a man who looked at me and wasn’t afraid of my appearance. He treated me as if I was just a regular guy. He made me feel like I was a human. But darkness continued to fill my heart. I wanted to make everyone realize my pain, I want to make everyone understand me. To feel my pain, and to be accepted in this society.
In this world there are winners and losers. One cannot be both. One will always hold their heads high will the others fall into the bleak darkness known as pain. Life’s a game; unfair. I lost from the very beginning without even getting a chance to make a move.
I’m confused as always, what is my purpose?
Who am I?
Simply a name without a face, forgettable.
Unwanted.
A disgrace among humans.
Thought is my only talent, and even then I fail at it.
“Doctor please! NO! NO!! This can’t….This can’t happen!”
Her gold blonde streaks swift as she violently moves her head to show her discontent. Anger. Watery tears flow down her face as she turns from a pale white to a fiery red.
The man relaying the news seemed familiar, Bio-Corp wore the same things. A white coat. The man was unable to deal with her pain, shaking his head and searching for an answer.
“Mam..I’m so sorry, we’ve done everything we can.”
“YOU MOTHER
ERS; BRING HIM BACK! WHY CAN’T YOU ING BRING HIM BACK!”
ERS; BRING HIM BACK! WHY CAN’T YOU ING BRING HIM BACK!” She lets out a shriek of anger as she falls to the ground; breaking apart. Hyperventilating after releasing such pain.
Still the child lay innocently in a crib next to her. Unaware.
Pure.
Pure of hatred and pain.
The women's appearance quickly changed; from a beauty to a beast, indeed.
Her pain is almost parallel to mine, though mine is unredeemable. I’ve killed people; ruined lives. Dismantled the bones of many. For one reason; acceptance.
I heard his voice every single night, achieving his quests of blood and hatred for him. I realized that vengeance is nothing in this world. Vengeance is a tool for hate. Vengeance simply causes a never-ending cycle of hatred. Pain causes more pain.
If only this world would let me become a citizen of it, normal.
“NOOO!!!!! COME ING BACK PLEASE!!!”
ING BACK PLEASE!!!” She breathes heavily as she continues to yell. Letting all her anger out.
“YOU STUPID SON OF A BITCH!!!!”
“AAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!”
Men wearing black vests and gear storm the area; attempting to contain her pain. Grabbing her and pulling her out of the mans way with such force and violence. Another man pushes along her child’s stroller.
“MOTHERER!!!!”
ER!!!!” She shouts as she’s quickly taken out of the room. Of course she resists; but the force of the men is too much for her to break out of. Tears rush harder than ever, falling with more force than any man could ever have. She puts her head down in disbelief as she’s carried down the hallway.
And then I woke up..
Why would I have such an odd dream? People I have no correlation too. Pain only unites us, but still we’re different. She’s normal; and I’m a monster rejected by society.
Hatred.
End Of Prologue-
A continuous pound affects my chest area. It’s as if i’m receiving ten million punches from the strongest being on Earth. It’s pain never ends; pain and burdens are eternal. My only wish in this world is to end this hatred that bear down as a burden to all of us. I don’t want to be the reason for hatred; nor the reason for pain. For my pain is greater than them all.
Water droplets streak across the broken window, slowly, as bolts of thunder light up the dark black sky. It’s cold, shivering in the corner. Broken toys and strange human items lay on the floor.
Contemplation is my only choice, killing is no longer an option.
Pain…
I’ve seen her before, the same woman in my dreams. The same beautiful gold streaks, accompanied by her ecstatic big eyes. But why. Why is her face replaying in my mind over and over? When shes nothing but a fictional dream, a fictional woman. Still even though it’s almost as if i’ve known her.
But in this life i’ve known but no allies. My only ally was killed by me, and yet he was the only person I’d ever felt close to. He’s gone. I contemplate death all the time; sadly it’s impossible for a monster like me to simply evaporate from this Earth. My body is a workhorse pushing and pushing, fighting.
The sun begins to shine as it pushes the darkness away. The everlasting chills feel far from my body. As the drips water come slowly to an end. Watching the sun fight away the darkness gives me a slight bit of joy. It defeats the darkness, it overcomes pain. And no matter what it always succeeds. It comes out every single day; every being on this planet depends on it. It always pulls through.
I need to change, to defeat this darkness. I need to be a hero.
The faint whispers return in my ear. “He’s alive!”
Unsure of what "they" meant; but this day will be a rebirth. I’ll fight against the darkness possessing and overtaking my body. The demonic thoughts and hatred are no more; for I will gain people that care. I am alone no more.
WFWF.
Revolution February 15th, when the broken clock hits 11:59 I’ll be there. I will compete with the best of them a talented legend in Yukio Blaze. A man I've fought once before, still I know he's incredibly talented. A man who simply cannot be easily beaten. Also to join them, I'll be fighting a fearless Joe Bishop. And a monster like me, the champion himself "Crow."
I'll win the title for you.
I’ll be there.
I’ll be there.
I’ll change…
I promise.
