Post by Amanda Nathan on Mar 28, 2011 3:17:38 GMT -5
OOC: Continuation from
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-The Dark Princess slowly stirred for a moment, but her eyes opened wide when she realized she could not move. Her head bolted from side to side to try and rememeber where she was. She wiggled violently and swore at the top of her lungs before toppling herslef and her seated prison over. Her head hit the hard floor with a sickening thud. She layed their motionless for awhile before finally moving slowly regaining her bearings enough to wiggle free from her trap. She raised herself to her hands and knees and crawled toward what she saw as an exit, dragging her half concussed self toward the door was no small feat, but neither was returning herself to a vertical base. Amanda reached for the door's handle with every fiber of her being and braced herself against it to ease the journey. Once standing she realized her pants were falling and pulled them up fastening them... Had she been unfaithful to Jake? Had she been taken advantage of? She couldn't remember and the pulsing rush in her brain from the variation headbutt to the floor did not help matters. She opened the door and stepped out into an unfamiliar environment.-
Where am I? "
-The sky let loose a cold and lonely rain as Amanda slowly staggered down an alley in a stupor, her mind racing. Flashes took hold of her thoughts. Haven... Hayden.. What were they doing there? What exactly had they done to her? A searing pain gripped her from her forehead, she slowly reached up and that was when she felt the raised blisters on her face. She followed them, gently tracing them with her fingers. First she felt the cross and let out a low gutteral growl as she followed it up to the letters above it, "JESUS LOVES ME". The demented diva let out a scream that would have shattered glass if there was any around as she the rain washed over her face. Her thoughts still raised as images of the duo flashed before her eyes with each crack of thunder and flash of lightning. She stopped as she felt a tug from her inner reaches, further evidence that what had happened was not a dream. Haven had the audacity to sew her sex shut. The mere thought of that made her emerald orbs glow in the darkness. She had nothing to fix these new flaws in her anatomy at least not yet.-
"I 'ave to get some 'elp... Jake... No Jake can't know... The Father... The Father will know what to do... The father taught me what I know... I gotta get a'old of 'im..."
-Her rambling continued as she drug herself down the alley and around a corner, searching aimlessly for some way to contact the person she kept calling for, but only recieving wind, rain, and flashes of light for a response. She walked for what felt like years to her. Being surrounded by shadows, even more unfamiliar buildings and street signs, and the complete strangers awoke the fear she had all her life... The fear of being alone. Amanda's voice cracked and stalled through what could have been tears or half frozen shivers as she continued to ramble on.-
"The Fa-fa-ather will know what to do... 'e-e-e-e knows everything... 'e-e knows.. 'e-e-e kna-na-ohs... E-e-every-thing... Ga-ga-gotta call 'im... Gotta reach 'im..."
-She finally found a pay phone and pulled some loose change out of her pants pocket. She looked at her reflection in the weathered glass and released another scream before dialing. Amanda stood their shaking from an emotional overload, she was filled with dread, anger, and sadness all at once. The cool air and the fact she was now soaked did not help the tremors at all. Her hair sticking to the brand mark on her face like a spiderweb to a fly. She tried earnestly to brush it away as she listened to the ringing from the other end. Finally a muffled voice came from the other end and her face lit up as if she was a child recieving her first puppy on Christmas Day.-
"Fa-fa-father... Ya-ya-you wo-wo-won't believe wha-wha-what 'a-a-appened t-t-to me... 'ay-ay-aven Ca-ca-Cassidy ja-ja-just di-di-did sum-sum some things tha-that I-I-I ca-ca-can't be-be-lieve... Sh-sh-she bra-bra-branded me a-a-and sa-sa-sa-sewed ma-ma-my yoohoo... I-I-I..."
-A muffled laugh cut her words short as "The Father" reacted to what he had heard. Amanda just stared blankly for a moment as she listened to his words almost the same way a christian child would listen to sermon. "The Father's" words sang to her, but at the same time cut through her like a knife. If she was not in tears before, they fell like the rain outside the booth now. As her mentor stopped and she let his words settle into her demented skull. She was in shock over what he had told her.-
"Ba-ba-but ya-ya-you said you'd-d-d all-all-always be there to 'el-el-elp me... You said n-no m-matter wha-what you'd be there..."
-The muffled voice of "The Father" began again and as his words ended they were replaced by the hum of an empty line. The sound engulfed her thoughts as she tugged at her now almost black hair. The tears fell even more violently now as she sobbed uncontrollably. Just as suddenly as the sobs and tears started they stopped, and another animalistic growl took their place from her throat. She hurled the phone through the glass, shattering it. The splinters flew outward and landing on the wet pavement with an echoing scraping being all that was heard. Amanda touched the brand on her forehead once more and released a scream that carried on the wind like the song of a Whipper-Will. Her breath came quick and heavy afterwards, more demonic growls breaking the silence even further. "The Father" had left her to her own devices, he had failed her at least it seemed like it. She began tearing at the strands of wet hear above the mark Haven had left on her. She went calm and docile for a moment and then the song of the wind was broken by her maniacal laughter. She looked around for something aimlessly, but finally found the object she had been searching for within arms reach. A piece of glass the size of her hand was dangling to the metal frame of the booth beckoning for her touch, for her blood. Amanda stared at it for a moment before reaching out and touching where it had broken off leaving a pont. The thin piece of mashed sand cut her pointer finger as she slid it across it's sharp edges. She removed her hand from it and brought it to her face. The red liquid the cut flowed like maple syrup from a freshly open bottle, the pyschotic woman lifted the injury to her nose and took in the metallic aroma. She gave it a quick lick and then took the shrapnel into her hand and pressed it against her forehead gently.-
"Pain is my friend."
-Amanda then pressed hard enough on the sharp instrument of her salvation to break the skin, she chuckled as the sensations it brought took hold. She moved it outward as she felt the warmth of her bodily fluids flow from the wound she was inflicting and continued cutting away the flesh of her face. She worked her way around the brand Haven had worked so hard to make, slowly removing any remants of it. Seconds melted away to minutes as she slowly and methodically moved the glass around the mark. She did not want to miss even one piece of it, all the while giggling to herself. For some this would have been toture for her it was a vacation from the normal and mundane moments in life. Once Amanda had finished making a jagged circle around the disfiguring mark, she used her finger nails to dig and pull the skin from her face. The sounds of the meat tearing from itself was only silenced by the thunder and wind from the now more evident storm. Amanda finally tore the section away and stared at it in her hand as more of her sticky, hot blood ran down her face. Her emerald green eyes doing something they had never done before changing colors, they were going from an emerald green to a cat-like yellow. The vessels in them swelled and she now looked more crazed than ever as her nose crinkled at the sight of what was in her hand. She spoke through gritted teeth in a voice that was not like what her's normally was. It was much darker and more of a growl than a vocalization.-
"That takes care of that."
-She stopped and looked toward the area between her legs.-
"Now for the other problem that God 'umping bitch caused."
-Amanda looked around for a moment and then pulled down and kicked off her pants. She tossed them nonchalantly over her shoulder before turning her back to anyway who would be able to see as she removed the black thong she wore beneath them, tossing that onto her shoulder as well. Flashes of lightning lit the area as she slowly moved her hand toward the stitches that never should have been. She let out muffled groans between fits of laughter before finally stopping and pulling her underwear from their resting place. Another flash lit the scene and a trail of red was shown flowing down her leg. If the demented girl felt anything it was not obvious as she redressed herself. Another loud, evil laugh passed by her lips and a creepy vibe took ahold of the area as Amanda stared up toward the light of a nearby street lamp.-
What a gorgeous light..."
-The many religious songs she had listened to for the undeterminal amount of time eoched in her thoughts. She laughed as she spoke again.-
"Like 'aven's precious Jesus I won't forget... But yet I'm not Jesus I will not forgive..."
-She tugged at her hair as her laughter became more like that of an some evil force compared to a human being, the growling tone replacing the humanity in her voice once again.-
I am 'atred... I am vengeance... Blood can only be repayed in blood."
-Amanda restarted the long walk back to anything she could recognize as home. Her thoughts turning from trying to remember what exactly had happen to new ways to repay her rival for the actions. Especially when her new flame was now involved even further. She did not recall his part in her mistreatment, but he was going to regret being around it as much as Haven would doing the actions. Blood was going to shower them both like the rain now showered her. All fades to black with the only sounds being heard were that of the rain and the distant sirens getting closer.-
EOT
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-The Dark Princess slowly stirred for a moment, but her eyes opened wide when she realized she could not move. Her head bolted from side to side to try and rememeber where she was. She wiggled violently and swore at the top of her lungs before toppling herslef and her seated prison over. Her head hit the hard floor with a sickening thud. She layed their motionless for awhile before finally moving slowly regaining her bearings enough to wiggle free from her trap. She raised herself to her hands and knees and crawled toward what she saw as an exit, dragging her half concussed self toward the door was no small feat, but neither was returning herself to a vertical base. Amanda reached for the door's handle with every fiber of her being and braced herself against it to ease the journey. Once standing she realized her pants were falling and pulled them up fastening them... Had she been unfaithful to Jake? Had she been taken advantage of? She couldn't remember and the pulsing rush in her brain from the variation headbutt to the floor did not help matters. She opened the door and stepped out into an unfamiliar environment.-
Where am I? "
-The sky let loose a cold and lonely rain as Amanda slowly staggered down an alley in a stupor, her mind racing. Flashes took hold of her thoughts. Haven... Hayden.. What were they doing there? What exactly had they done to her? A searing pain gripped her from her forehead, she slowly reached up and that was when she felt the raised blisters on her face. She followed them, gently tracing them with her fingers. First she felt the cross and let out a low gutteral growl as she followed it up to the letters above it, "JESUS LOVES ME". The demented diva let out a scream that would have shattered glass if there was any around as she the rain washed over her face. Her thoughts still raised as images of the duo flashed before her eyes with each crack of thunder and flash of lightning. She stopped as she felt a tug from her inner reaches, further evidence that what had happened was not a dream. Haven had the audacity to sew her sex shut. The mere thought of that made her emerald orbs glow in the darkness. She had nothing to fix these new flaws in her anatomy at least not yet.-
"I 'ave to get some 'elp... Jake... No Jake can't know... The Father... The Father will know what to do... The father taught me what I know... I gotta get a'old of 'im..."
-Her rambling continued as she drug herself down the alley and around a corner, searching aimlessly for some way to contact the person she kept calling for, but only recieving wind, rain, and flashes of light for a response. She walked for what felt like years to her. Being surrounded by shadows, even more unfamiliar buildings and street signs, and the complete strangers awoke the fear she had all her life... The fear of being alone. Amanda's voice cracked and stalled through what could have been tears or half frozen shivers as she continued to ramble on.-
"The Fa-fa-ather will know what to do... 'e-e-e-e knows everything... 'e-e knows.. 'e-e-e kna-na-ohs... E-e-every-thing... Ga-ga-gotta call 'im... Gotta reach 'im..."
-She finally found a pay phone and pulled some loose change out of her pants pocket. She looked at her reflection in the weathered glass and released another scream before dialing. Amanda stood their shaking from an emotional overload, she was filled with dread, anger, and sadness all at once. The cool air and the fact she was now soaked did not help the tremors at all. Her hair sticking to the brand mark on her face like a spiderweb to a fly. She tried earnestly to brush it away as she listened to the ringing from the other end. Finally a muffled voice came from the other end and her face lit up as if she was a child recieving her first puppy on Christmas Day.-
"Fa-fa-father... Ya-ya-you wo-wo-won't believe wha-wha-what 'a-a-appened t-t-to me... 'ay-ay-aven Ca-ca-Cassidy ja-ja-just di-di-did sum-sum some things tha-that I-I-I ca-ca-can't be-be-lieve... Sh-sh-she bra-bra-branded me a-a-and sa-sa-sa-sewed ma-ma-my yoohoo... I-I-I..."
-A muffled laugh cut her words short as "The Father" reacted to what he had heard. Amanda just stared blankly for a moment as she listened to his words almost the same way a christian child would listen to sermon. "The Father's" words sang to her, but at the same time cut through her like a knife. If she was not in tears before, they fell like the rain outside the booth now. As her mentor stopped and she let his words settle into her demented skull. She was in shock over what he had told her.-
"Ba-ba-but ya-ya-you said you'd-d-d all-all-always be there to 'el-el-elp me... You said n-no m-matter wha-what you'd be there..."
-The muffled voice of "The Father" began again and as his words ended they were replaced by the hum of an empty line. The sound engulfed her thoughts as she tugged at her now almost black hair. The tears fell even more violently now as she sobbed uncontrollably. Just as suddenly as the sobs and tears started they stopped, and another animalistic growl took their place from her throat. She hurled the phone through the glass, shattering it. The splinters flew outward and landing on the wet pavement with an echoing scraping being all that was heard. Amanda touched the brand on her forehead once more and released a scream that carried on the wind like the song of a Whipper-Will. Her breath came quick and heavy afterwards, more demonic growls breaking the silence even further. "The Father" had left her to her own devices, he had failed her at least it seemed like it. She began tearing at the strands of wet hear above the mark Haven had left on her. She went calm and docile for a moment and then the song of the wind was broken by her maniacal laughter. She looked around for something aimlessly, but finally found the object she had been searching for within arms reach. A piece of glass the size of her hand was dangling to the metal frame of the booth beckoning for her touch, for her blood. Amanda stared at it for a moment before reaching out and touching where it had broken off leaving a pont. The thin piece of mashed sand cut her pointer finger as she slid it across it's sharp edges. She removed her hand from it and brought it to her face. The red liquid the cut flowed like maple syrup from a freshly open bottle, the pyschotic woman lifted the injury to her nose and took in the metallic aroma. She gave it a quick lick and then took the shrapnel into her hand and pressed it against her forehead gently.-
"Pain is my friend."
-Amanda then pressed hard enough on the sharp instrument of her salvation to break the skin, she chuckled as the sensations it brought took hold. She moved it outward as she felt the warmth of her bodily fluids flow from the wound she was inflicting and continued cutting away the flesh of her face. She worked her way around the brand Haven had worked so hard to make, slowly removing any remants of it. Seconds melted away to minutes as she slowly and methodically moved the glass around the mark. She did not want to miss even one piece of it, all the while giggling to herself. For some this would have been toture for her it was a vacation from the normal and mundane moments in life. Once Amanda had finished making a jagged circle around the disfiguring mark, she used her finger nails to dig and pull the skin from her face. The sounds of the meat tearing from itself was only silenced by the thunder and wind from the now more evident storm. Amanda finally tore the section away and stared at it in her hand as more of her sticky, hot blood ran down her face. Her emerald green eyes doing something they had never done before changing colors, they were going from an emerald green to a cat-like yellow. The vessels in them swelled and she now looked more crazed than ever as her nose crinkled at the sight of what was in her hand. She spoke through gritted teeth in a voice that was not like what her's normally was. It was much darker and more of a growl than a vocalization.-
"That takes care of that."
-She stopped and looked toward the area between her legs.-
"Now for the other problem that God 'umping bitch caused."
-Amanda looked around for a moment and then pulled down and kicked off her pants. She tossed them nonchalantly over her shoulder before turning her back to anyway who would be able to see as she removed the black thong she wore beneath them, tossing that onto her shoulder as well. Flashes of lightning lit the area as she slowly moved her hand toward the stitches that never should have been. She let out muffled groans between fits of laughter before finally stopping and pulling her underwear from their resting place. Another flash lit the scene and a trail of red was shown flowing down her leg. If the demented girl felt anything it was not obvious as she redressed herself. Another loud, evil laugh passed by her lips and a creepy vibe took ahold of the area as Amanda stared up toward the light of a nearby street lamp.-
What a gorgeous light..."
-The many religious songs she had listened to for the undeterminal amount of time eoched in her thoughts. She laughed as she spoke again.-
"Like 'aven's precious Jesus I won't forget... But yet I'm not Jesus I will not forgive..."
-She tugged at her hair as her laughter became more like that of an some evil force compared to a human being, the growling tone replacing the humanity in her voice once again.-
I am 'atred... I am vengeance... Blood can only be repayed in blood."
-Amanda restarted the long walk back to anything she could recognize as home. Her thoughts turning from trying to remember what exactly had happen to new ways to repay her rival for the actions. Especially when her new flame was now involved even further. She did not recall his part in her mistreatment, but he was going to regret being around it as much as Haven would doing the actions. Blood was going to shower them both like the rain now showered her. All fades to black with the only sounds being heard were that of the rain and the distant sirens getting closer.-
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