Topic: The Awakening (NSFW censored Language/Link 18+)

The Apex

Date: 2017-04-26 23:07 EST
Unravel this with your ears. https://youtu.be/tQ3-lJsMdl0

I peel my eyes open slowly, and take in the sight of the cold, dark ceiling above. I've slept again. How long" I check. That long, huh"

It's the taste of steel in my mouth, like coils burning around my teeth. What face do I wear now? Not that they'll remember. But I will.

"We remember your voice," she told me once, rife with the pain I brought her.

I crawl from the bed — a new bed — a new room. It's an old town....or city....or both....and I feel the length of me stretched across it. A nexus. This will fun.

As I rise, risen, to my feet, I feel the plush at my toes. Nicer than I had before, where only there was wood and stone. I still gait smoothly, no need to learn what I've learned a thousand times before. I cross this room to the window. I'm above the rooftops, staring down at the lights in the dark. Reality begins again, my new dream.

My soul steals its vibrancy. I'm effusive. A new plane of bastards and mother#^@&@$ to start this charade anew. They're all gone, and I'm still here, again. As promised.

I feel it inside me again. Whispering. It won't speak, yet. It's too early.

I can taste this place. And it wants me.

The Apex

Date: 2017-04-27 14:39 EST
Don't want to read" Shove it in your earhole https://youtu.be/RVB2-5Qts_4

I saw the peons that line the streets tonight. This place seems to be known for a rather peculiar Inn, the focal point of the nexus that I've touched.

I crossed a popular bridge, and watched the naive come and go, to get a feel for what the rotting and dying mundanes beg for. They're like any other, except some here are not so mundane. Not that they're anything to (%$*ing worry about' vampires, wolves, faery, and bull^(&$ like that.

I feel a few would be Gods, and the like, as if they have any ($*%ing clue what they are.

I came across an alley. It was dark, dark and wet, kind of like the boot sole that wore down. You know, the kind of stink that penetrates you, and puts static in your sinuses. It ran behind the Inn, and seemed a good way to take a look without letting the locals actually touch me tonight. Of course it wasn't empty. Filled with three clich's.

Have you ever seen a grown man pretend he wasn't threatened by you so hard that he almost tears himself out of his skin" It happens. A lot.

Met a girl. Might be interesting. I don't think she's so mundane, and she's a little sharper than the rest. Smart enough to be paranoid, but not smart enough to know when not to.

How tight do you have close your hand to keep a butterfly without killing it"

Well, %*^#. Hopefully this isn't the best this ($*%hole has to offer. We'll see what tomorrow brings.

You know, it's a shame these mother *%$(ers can't fill their mouths with money, as (%*^ing greedy as they seem to be. Crazy stupid $#!*$ all have fancy goods in everything they got. Cars, rings, clothes, cigarettes, cell phones.

Living it up in modern times, without a *%(^ing clue what they really need. I should show them, but they wouldn't listen if a God came down from the sky and stamped retard on their brow with a (%*^ing omnipotent fist"