Post by Revvie® on Mar 17, 2008 13:46:04 GMT -5
Storyline: God Complex
Chapter: Forever Faithless
Part: 1 of 4
Role-play: The Second Hand
Chapter: Forever Faithless
Part: 1 of 4
Role-play: The Second Hand
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Click…Click…Click
I gazed at the clock or more so into the clock, embracing its reverberating eternity. Time but a lie as is the existential idealism I have portrayed, all the while basking within the sorrow of tears undone. Each click, a wasted moment or but another moment unneeded since creation? My insecurities took hold of my soul and corrupted my passion and I become but a smoldering pile of what could have been. That’s my legacy, ashes on a mantle. The fire has grown dim; the kindling about gone.
My life in a sling, my arm buried in on as well. Gently rotating as gravity decided, I grow tired. Pulling myself to a stand, I produce a moan and a stretch before clutching my coat with my good hand and rushing out the door into the moonlight.
The rays of the streetlights cast a shadow upon the ground. A shadow I had outgrown, a shadow I could not dismiss. With a few quick movements and sounds, I found my jacket upon my arms. A brisk wind cut my face as I journeyed into the empty streets of an unending nightmare.
I walked silent, alone. “Frail, weak, and such a pointless existence, prove me otherwise.” I jerked around to meet face to face with the insult, and met with nothing. I hadn’t slept much, which had to have been the culprit, my mind manipulating life. Reality had slipped a few times before for me, this was no different. I kept moving, but the chill of the spine did not leave me but only multiplied as it broke the silence once again. “You prove nothing; know nothing. Sanity, Ha! You have forgotten who you really were meant to be, put me to rest long ago. Pretending my dismissal would help you find your salvation.”
The chill grew worse, I knew his tongue. I knew his call, a demon once buried beneath the feet, no breathing words into my ear. I could hear him, wanted to hear him, needed to hear him, and hated it all.
“Ignorant fool, go right ahead and ignore my words that hold more weight then gold. Go ahead though, play dumb for as long as you must. I will be here long after you’ve been eaten by the dirt tread on.”
“What would you have me do!? The world is not as I see it but it not the place you imagine either. I am for the forgotten and you are as well, we have no place in the ranks now and are pushed to fall in line.” I had tried to control the building anger and failed, yelling into the starry sky. The moon probably wept that night, for I broke its silence and awoke all that slept within.
“Let me hold the reigns for a bit, I promise you a future worth your time.” I felt my face smirk, he was making his way out and I was in no position to tell him I wanted nothing he had to offer. I wanted everything, I wanted the world once again; greed penetrated my mind. They were his thoughts, it wasn’t me. I could feel him moving about my body, coursing my deadened veins. Like a morphine drip buried within my soul, he gave way to an open mind and a deceitful redemption. “Would I lie? I never lied before. A God among men is what I promise you, no less. Just let me in and I will take you places long forgotten and seek vengeance where it is due. Just rewards will follow.”
“No! I can’t!” I wanted it so bad. “You have no right; things are not as you think they should be!” I wanted him to change the state of my life; I could taste the despair of the lost and was intoxicated by the promise of power once again. I then turned around and quickly walked back home, I had attracted too much attention. I ignored his words and calls as I scurried back.
I gazed at the clock or more so into the clock, embracing its reverberating eternity. Time but a lie as is the existential idealism I have portrayed, all the while basking within the sorrow of tears undone. Each click, a wasted moment or but another moment unneeded since creation? My insecurities took hold of my soul and corrupted my passion and I become but a smoldering pile of what could have been. That’s my legacy, ashes on a mantle. The fire has grown dim; the kindling about gone.
My life in a sling, my arm buried in on as well. Gently rotating as gravity decided, I grow tired. Pulling myself to a stand, I produce a moan and a stretch before clutching my coat with my good hand and rushing out the door into the moonlight.
The rays of the streetlights cast a shadow upon the ground. A shadow I had outgrown, a shadow I could not dismiss. With a few quick movements and sounds, I found my jacket upon my arms. A brisk wind cut my face as I journeyed into the empty streets of an unending nightmare.
I walked silent, alone. “Frail, weak, and such a pointless existence, prove me otherwise.” I jerked around to meet face to face with the insult, and met with nothing. I hadn’t slept much, which had to have been the culprit, my mind manipulating life. Reality had slipped a few times before for me, this was no different. I kept moving, but the chill of the spine did not leave me but only multiplied as it broke the silence once again. “You prove nothing; know nothing. Sanity, Ha! You have forgotten who you really were meant to be, put me to rest long ago. Pretending my dismissal would help you find your salvation.”
The chill grew worse, I knew his tongue. I knew his call, a demon once buried beneath the feet, no breathing words into my ear. I could hear him, wanted to hear him, needed to hear him, and hated it all.
“Ignorant fool, go right ahead and ignore my words that hold more weight then gold. Go ahead though, play dumb for as long as you must. I will be here long after you’ve been eaten by the dirt tread on.”
“What would you have me do!? The world is not as I see it but it not the place you imagine either. I am for the forgotten and you are as well, we have no place in the ranks now and are pushed to fall in line.” I had tried to control the building anger and failed, yelling into the starry sky. The moon probably wept that night, for I broke its silence and awoke all that slept within.
“Let me hold the reigns for a bit, I promise you a future worth your time.” I felt my face smirk, he was making his way out and I was in no position to tell him I wanted nothing he had to offer. I wanted everything, I wanted the world once again; greed penetrated my mind. They were his thoughts, it wasn’t me. I could feel him moving about my body, coursing my deadened veins. Like a morphine drip buried within my soul, he gave way to an open mind and a deceitful redemption. “Would I lie? I never lied before. A God among men is what I promise you, no less. Just let me in and I will take you places long forgotten and seek vengeance where it is due. Just rewards will follow.”
“No! I can’t!” I wanted it so bad. “You have no right; things are not as you think they should be!” I wanted him to change the state of my life; I could taste the despair of the lost and was intoxicated by the promise of power once again. I then turned around and quickly walked back home, I had attracted too much attention. I ignored his words and calls as I scurried back.
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I slammed the door, he kept calling my name. Tempting me with fame and fortune; never telling me how. I knew his methods, had let him in once before. The past is the past, but his ideas were entertained by my self loathing. I walked into the bathroom and looked into the mirror and stared deep into my eyes. He was there, the smirk. He needed no permission, merely an allowance of full opportunity. He had me already and he knew it, I knew it.....
………………………..I gave in. I felt the blur and then darkness.
………………………..I gave in. I felt the blur and then darkness.
