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Post by Cute on Oct 16, 2010 21:14:16 GMT -7
Servants came to pronounce the death of Daemon. Rosie went beserk. "No.. please no.." Servants had to hold her down from committing suicide. "Kill me now.. please.." Rosie was in fetal position on the floor. Her eyes seem dead and her body cold. She only murmured those four words.
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Post by Rogue of Night on Oct 16, 2010 21:17:57 GMT -7
The light at the end of the tunnel was growing brighter, and brighter, but he didn't want to leave yet; he couldn't leave yet. He needed to see her once more, make sure she knew he loved her. Adrenaline pumped through his veins, ignoring the scream of his muscles as he stood, and the sickening crackling of his spinal fractures from the fall. He stumbled, he limped, did whatever he could to move in hopes that he would find Rosie so he could tell her before he died.
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Post by Cute on Oct 16, 2010 21:20:24 GMT -7
Rosie had given up on life within minutes. She didn't care anymore. She still didn't love him back; she always fucked up everything.
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Post by Rogue of Night on Oct 16, 2010 21:23:54 GMT -7
Daemon tried to call out to her. He tried to run, but he couldn't. He tried to speak, but he couldn't. His life forces were draining quicker and quicker, and he had to blink over and over again, trying to keep the deadly black screen from his eyes. He needed to see her once more.
ooc;; D:
I DON'T WANT DAEMON TO DIE D:
why did we make this so depressing? )':
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Post by Cute on Oct 16, 2010 21:27:39 GMT -7
Ooc.
Erm. Change things? Dx
Bic.
Rosie thought she was going crazy because she heard Daemons voice. She was. She didn't want to admit it.
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Post by Rogue of Night on Oct 16, 2010 21:29:43 GMT -7
"Ro...." Daemon coughed as his foot caught on a rock, sending his body to the hard ground below. He wheezed, coughed again, and this time, blood splattered the ground in front of him. He could already sense the new pressure in his chest; he assumed a lung had been punctured, which prevented him from speaking further. ooc;; I don't know how  |
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Post by Cute on Oct 17, 2010 13:51:37 GMT -7
OOC-
Let his parents or someone send him back to life.
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Post by Rogue of Night on Oct 17, 2010 13:56:20 GMT -7
ooc;; Would demons really do that? :/
He's dying...and if he DOES die, then wouldn't he go to Hell and live out the rest of his soul's existence there? D:
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Post by Cute on Oct 17, 2010 15:43:54 GMT -7
.. I dunno.
Bic.
Pickle found Daemons body on the ground. He sighed and grabbed some herbs. He chanted some words and felt Daemons breathing,
Ooc,
There ya go sport.
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Post by Rogue of Night on Oct 17, 2010 15:46:02 GMT -7
ooc;; thanks, though he hadn't died yet  bic;; The numbness retreated from Daemon's body, but immediately replacing it was the feeling of intense pain. After all, multiple bones were still broken. He bit his tongue so hard, to prevent from screaming with the agony. |
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Post by Cute on Oct 17, 2010 15:52:24 GMT -7
Ooc.
.. :/
Bic.
Pickle forced Daemon to drink a concoction which was awful. "Wake up."
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Post by Rogue of Night on Oct 17, 2010 16:00:00 GMT -7
Daemon was already awake, the pain having awoken him, and as soon as the concoction was down his throat, he just threw it all up. He was hyperventilating, indicating the damage to his lung as he tried desperately to gather air.
ooc;; Rosie has to heal him c;
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Post by Cute on Oct 17, 2010 16:03:10 GMT -7
Ooc.
He has to get his ass to rosie then xD
Bic.
The concotion was meant to heal. Some seemed to slip through; even a small amount could heal.
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Post by Rogue of Night on Oct 17, 2010 16:08:35 GMT -7
ooc;; have Pickle tell him that ;p
bic;; Daemon grunted as his demon blood grew to war with the concoction, attacking all remnants so it couldn't do a thing.
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Post by Cute on Oct 17, 2010 16:23:43 GMT -7
"If Rosie saw you, she wouldn't even breathe the same air as you."
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