Dark Songs (OPEN) Aug 18, 2011 13:44:05 GMT -5
Post by Ramortra Helling on Aug 18, 2011 13:44:05 GMT -5
For Your Consideration
I sang death death, devil devil devil devil, evil evil evil evil songs
Pawns: Ramortra Helling
Hell you know that's how I get along.
Status: OPEN, ACTIVE
The world is full of idiots
Setting: Roof near railings that keep people from taking a tumble
So how can it be wrong?
Scene: Ramortra is taking a break
Singing death death death death, devil devil, evil evil songs
Ramortra sat on the roof, her feet crossed and propped up on the railing around the roof. The small charms that were attached to the zippers dangling around her feet like ornaments on a Christmas tree. Her black and white striped stockings were tattered and torn and disappeared up a pair of boys Tripp shorts. The chains pooled around her bottom and a bit around her sides. Her shirt showed a bit of her pure white belly as she laid with her hands behind her head. Her shirt was a belly tank that had a skull that was 'stitched' together and had blood splatters that spelled 'BSR' below it and was worn over a red fishnet shirt that hung off her shoulders. Her hands were in long gloves that were tattered and torn and missing a few finger tips.
Her jet black hair was up in a messy pony tail that sat on top of her head and currently pooled around her head like a pillow. Behind her pitch black shades, her red eyes were accented with the smokey eyes make up with a great amount of eye liner and mascara. She had her red lipstick on, making her pale skin look even paler. Sticking out from those lips was a white stick--upon first glance it looked like a cigarette but upon closer inspection, it was a sucker that she drew on so it looked like one. In one ear was an ear buddy, blaring Voltaire songs. Beside her was her suicide teddy bear purse that held her ipod, cellphone, and 100SPF sunblock that was special ordered by her Daddy for her, and a juice box.
It was lunch time, and she was bored with classes so she fled to the roof. She wasn't hungry anyway. She was bored as hell and wasn't sure if she could creep out of the building without a teacher catching her. So instead, she would stay up here, sun-blocked where ever skin would show. The music was loud enough that even with the other ear buddy out, she could still hear the music from it. She muttered the lyrics around the sucker as she stared up at the clouds. Through the shades that her Daddy had also special ordered, the sun looked smaller and so much dimmer than without. A good thing too, for her eyes were too sensitive for direct sunlight. She toyed with the red ribbon in her hair as the song came to an end. It was only because the next song was something she didn't like that she noticed that the door up was still slightly open. Not caring if there was someone opening or not, She rolled sideways and kicked the door closed as hard as she could.
After, she would roll back, laying her legs straight out on the warm ground and grin. Things like that always made her feel good. One foot would tap to the tune as Three Days Grace started to play.