@discardedPasts — #gore
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @megalomemes its Weird, At First, You Dont Remember Much Of It, Though, Waking Up In A Pile Of Corpses Isnt Really That Fun ....you Comb Through The Bodies, The Thousands, You Dont Really Remember How Many It Was, But It Was A Lot, More Than Enough To Fill A Chapel, Or Build A Castle Out Of Your Own Bones you Heft Each And Every One Of Them Onto Your Shoulders, And Onto The Piles, Deep Breath In, Deep Breath Out over and Over you Go Hive That Night, Palms Stained With Your Own Blood you Catch Your Reflection In The Mirror who Was That? ...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @gutlessglory you Struggle To Open Your Eyes. the Little Of What You Are Able To Make Out Looks Destroyed, The Smell Of Burnt Wood Being The Last Thing To Reach Your Nose. everything Is In Total Disarray As Your Ears Ring Uncontrollably From The Blaring Alarms. you Struggle To Move Yourself With What Remaining Energy You May Have Left… until You Are Able To Lurch Her Head Just Far Enough To See Beyond Your Chest. ah. so That’s Why It’s Been Getting Harder And Harder To Think. you’ve Lost Your Legs, And A Monstrous Amount Of Blood. before You’re Able ...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @servingproctor You Don't Feel Like You Should. You Sit In Front Of The Mirror To Practice Your Smile. Your Smile Has Yet To Reach Your Eyes. You Need To Practice More. Someone Had Said That You Read As Too Blank As Of Recent. It Means You Need To Refresh Your Expression. As Long As You Could Remember, You Were A Troll Who Was Unable To Feel. Look At You Exaggerating... You Could Feel, But You Never Felt The Amount You Should Have Felt Based On What You Have Observed. You Learn Yourself To Act Properly. You Relayed On Others To Do Anything Or You Likely Won...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @creaticgoeticist it’s Not Like It Is In The Movies, You Know. Someone Dies In A Violent And Terrible Way, And They Play A Soundtrack Snippet. Maybe They Add In Some Foley, A Bit Of Dialogue For The Villain, The Lamentation Of The Onlookers As They Mourn A Sudden Loss Of Their Beloved Companion. It’s Cacophonous In Its Chaos, A Constant Echo Of Itself, And Perhaps That’s For The Best; It Masks The Scent Of Death In A Way That Maintains Its Palatability. The Audience Is Sad, But They Are Cradled. They Can Shut Their Eyes Or Look Away, And Are Seduced By The Not...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @sunflowergardens it Is Dark. It Is Cold, But The Air Is Thick. You Know From Experience That It Will Rain Soon, And You Should Take Shelter. But You Cannot Bring Yourself To Do It. Blood Drips From Your Hands And Lips, Mixing With Snot And Tears. You Are Young- You Do Not Know How Young. You Just Wanted To Show Your Family, Your Brothers, Your Parents, That You Too Could Go Hunting. You've Been Lost For Days. You're Tired, You're Sore. Where Are They, Shouldn't They Be Looking For You By Now? you Have Just Slaughtered A Bear. Its Raw Innards Are Disgustin...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @croesusvirtuoso there's That One Again. and The Next One. and The Next One After That One. you Do Like To Count Them Like Sheep! you Remember Talking With Each Six Of Them, You Remember Ripping Them Apart Piece By Piece, Making Them Part Of Yourself. It Was An Excruciating Process But The Keys On The Piano Had Never Looked So Tempting Before. they Didn't Protest, They Didn't Scream Or Complain. They Wanted This, They Wanted To Be A Part Of You, They Wanted You. "ladies And Gentlemen!" "tonight I Present To You Our First Ever Concerto!" "and Thi...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @cationicagonist her Right Eye Stared Down The Barrel, Gun Aimed At Her With No Hesitation. Her Breathing Was Pained, Ragged, And Shallow, Owing To The Boot Pressing Down On Her Chest. Every Attempt At A Compensated Breath Sent A Wave Of Nausea And Pain Flourishing Through Her Abdomen From The Knife That Made Its Home In Her Stomach. The Shattered Kneecap Reminded Her That She Couldn’t Just Wiggle Out Of It. the Cerulean Mercenary Glared Down At Her In Return, One Eye Swollen Shut With A Waterfall Of Blood Caking His Face From A Forehead Gash. He Had His N...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @cherubictension A Little Damaged Aren't You? Suppose I'll Share What I Can. The Caverns Was Uncomfortable To You. You Never Liked The Grubs Very Much. You Weren't Lucky To Be Picked And Care For A Mothergrub Away From Here. The Stalactites Hung Over You All And You Were Supposed To Stay Or You'll Get In Trouble. You Hate It Down Here. You Didn't Like The Distinction Being Made About You Either. It Made You Feel Uneasy For Some Reason. You Could Figure It Out Later. You Sat Against A Rock As You Hid Out For A Bit Longer. Something Caught Your Eye...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @crestfallenawareness [knight's Log - The Feast (part 2)] you Dash Out Of The Way Of The Trap, Your Fast Reaction Time Developed Coming In Clutch As You Barely Dodge The Guillotine Trap Laid For The Knight, As Well As The Seer And Bard. the Mage And Sylph Did Not Get Such Luck. Their Heads Fly As The Trap Is Successfully Sprung. Two Corpses Lay Adorned Across The Floor, Staining The Hall With Gold And Purple As The Survivors Looked Upon Their Host In Shock. "w-what The Fuck?" The Knight Yelled In Panic. "oh Nay! Thee Shouldst Has't Not Hath Moved Min...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @crestfallenawareness [knight's Log - The Feast (part 1)] how The Heir Managed To Attain Knowledge Of Ascension This Early Is Still Beyond You To This Day. either Way, It Was A Day To Celebrate. the Heir Wanted To Host A Feast On His Land, In Celebration Of Everyone In The Group Making It Into Sgrub. you Accepted His Invitation, Being Unaware Of His Motivations, And Also Due To The Fact You Were Down For A Nice Little Party. it Started Off Like Any Other Party. The Heir Had His Consorts Bringing Out Food For The Guests At The Party. The Seer, T...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @destinedkiller there Was A Party. you Thought Everything Was Going Fine. You Hadn't Felt Miserable In At Least A Week. The Longest You've Ever Gone Without A Depressive Episode. you Had Fun. after It Ended, You Decided To Take A Walk. You Felt Content. At Peace. and Then It All Hit You. Your Friends Didn't Care About You. You Saw The Fate Your Future Had In Store For You. Nothing Changed. because You Were Just Karma, And A Karma Is Meant To Do Karma Things. copies ...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @pseudoanthium And @eclecticengineer “what Do You Want?” you Are A Pulp Of A Body Against The Ground, Flesh And Organs And Bones Smeared Together. You Don’t Know How You’re Still Awake. Maybe Some Unfortunate Stroke Of Luck. The Ground Is Cold And Damp Against You. Something Echoes In Your Head Again, The Last Of Your Dying Neurons Processing It. “what Do You Want?” the World Pulses With Green And Cyan Light As The Pressure Increases. You Can Hear Her Crying. You Attempt To Move What Might Be An Arm Towards Her. A Muscle Twitches In Response. ...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @uprootedgarden six Days. you Haven't Slept In Six Days. you Haven't Done Anything But Fight For Six Days. you Were Told To Take This Place, Completely Clear Everything, All The Ships, All The Cities, All The People. you Were Behind Schedule, They Fought Back Harder Than You Expected, These Past Few Days All Blend Together. You'd Make A Big Dent In Their Line, Kill Whatever Moved Whatever Breathed Use Whatever Flesh Their Was To Sustain Yourself Keep Your Energy High. you'd Finally Get Surrounded, And Whether It Be Through Bullets, Explosives...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @eclecticengineer you Should Hate These Events. the Lying, The Amount Of Trolls, The Clothes... Everything About It Is In Theory, A Nightmare For You. but There's Rules. And The Rules Are So Clearly Defined That You Love Them For It. be Polite. Be Obedient. Be A Good Little Accessory. so You Continue To Agree When She Asks. she's Nervous About Tonight. She Tries To Hide It, But You Can Tell. A Dinner Invite From The Sort Of Seadweller Who's Above Other Seadwellers Will Do That, You Think. you Decide To Be Perfect Tonight. You're Introduced As He...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @gulliblecolumnist battered And Bruised, Memories Ran Down Your Mind Like The Acid Does In The Gutters. A Breath Was Drawn Through Pain -- Cold Frigid Air Drawn Harshly Into Lungs That Want To Give Up. The Walk Was Long, Drawn Out Like A Bad Intervention. Held A Hand Against Your Waist To Block Your Blood From Dripping Too Much. Shambling Like A Dead Woman Because That's What You Felt Like You Were, A Woman Who Had Gone And Died -- A Spirit Refusing To Let Go. You Could Barely See Out Of Your Left Eye. You Were Going Back To Where She Was, Where She Held Her ...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @cuttlefishtaxidermy you Won, Everyone Around You All Your Friends Are Standing There Patiently Looking Over Your Prize... A Hard-fought Battle As The Mutant Blooded Troll Takes A Step Forwards He's Going To Grab It But He's Cut Off, Literally Arm Cut Clean Off That Ruby Red Blood Found In No One Else Spilled Out...he Was Your Leader And That Beast Had Cleaved His Arm Clean Off. the Cobalt Blood Dashes By, She Always Was Cocky But She Was Your Best Bet For This New Opponent. The Mutant Dropped Off In Front Of You, The Cobalt Blood Rushing Off To Resume Bat...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: A Bloodied Page From A Seer Of Heart's Journal dream Log: 8 total Journal Entries: 147 it Was Always There, Wasnt It? you Felt The Barrel Press To The Back Of Your Head you Closed Your Eyes, And Prepared To Die and You Heard A Shot, A Body Fall That Wasnt Your Own purple Spilled Across The Ground the One Who Saved You Cut You From Your Binds crushed Your Captor's Head Under Her Boot you Stared Up Into Your Savior's Eyes, And All You Saw Was Kindness she Ripped You To Your Feet, And Led You Hive through Gunfire And Bloodshed ...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @tranquiloutcast well, There Everyone Was. The Only People In The World. crammed Into The Same Old Church With Its Same Old Crumbling Walls. The Damp Smell Of The Molding Limestone Mingling With The Suffocating Incense That The Handler's Burnt To Drown Out The Scent Of Unwashed Bodies Was Always More Cloying Than The Body Odor Itself. Then, No One Ever Asked For Your Opinion, Or The Opinion Of Any Of The Other Sacrifices. cara's Warnings Would Not Have Fallen On Deaf Ears Otherwise. You Kept Your Eyes Fixed On The Back Of Her Neck, Right Where The Old O...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: Future @uprootedgarden the Hound Is Staring You Down, It's Black Fur Sparks The Same Igniting Green Energy Your Own Body Eminates Its Own Left Arm Missing. You Have To Make It Through ████ Is Waiting For You. you're Not Actually Going To Be Able To Handle This Are You, They're... They're ███. you Rush Forward Bringing Your Claw Down Only For Ones To Clash Green Sparks Flying Everywhere Flying Back You Couldn't Even React They Appeared Behind And the Last Thing You See Is A Claw Tearing Through Your Torso good Luck #violence #gore 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @gadabouttrickster "f1x Th1s" - Was, And Remained, The Instruction. Follow It, Feel It- And. No, No No, Don't Try That. back, Not Far, But Back, Get There Faster. You Knew Where It Was Then, When It Was, Just Had To Make Reality Dance To Your Tune. Fizzle, Pop, Again, Again, Again- Ah! There, But Not Yet. You Had Time, This Should've Been Easy. all You Had To Do Was Kill That Stupid Asshole. it Is Such A Shame You Approached From The Front. Her Hand Was At Your Throat Before You Could Even Swing, You Felt It, The Tug, Reality Made A Call For You That...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @nightterrorpsychologist it Feels Like Second Nature By The Time You Reach 14. you Wake Up Feeling Awful, You Didn't Even Get A Full 5 Hours In So You Go To Make A Cup Of Coffee, There's A Reason You Keep The Coffee Maker In Your Room Now. it's Practically Routine. you Don't Remember Who You Were Talking To But You've Been More Irritable Lately, The Blood On Your Arms Is The Only Blanket Of Comfort You Have. it's Practically Routine. you Go Out For A Walk, Once Again A Small Part Of Your Brain Hoping To Die. It Would Be So Easy To Jump Into The Falls....Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @nightterrorpsychologist you're Alone, The Storm Continues To Rage Above, "אלוהים יעזור לי." You Mutter. why Did You Go Out Again? why Do You Keep Praying For Help? you Don't Want Help. there's Something In These Woods, And It's Violent. you Know If You Run Into It You'll Be Ripped To Shreds. what A Painful End, Your Flesh Hanging Loose, Your Organs Falling Out. What A Horrible Desire For An 11 Year Old Girl To Hold. you Don't Know When The Desire Arose, But It Haunted You, Picking At The Back Of Your Mind. "it'll Go Away, I'll Feel Better Soon." You ...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @karmadagger knife On Skin That Wasnt My Own For The Very First Time. Fighting For Scrap's, Getting My Eye Pulled Out By Some Insane Guy. I Guess I Just Looked At Him Wrong Or Something. But Ill Always Vividly Remember Having To Clog The Wound With Shitty Depth Perception By Grabbing Used Fast Food Napkin's Out Of Trash Bin's. Idk. Very Vivid And It Still Haunt's Me Now Even Though Im Fine #gore #violence ruthless 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗 https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1faipqlsekfh6j2vgskoqsezds9n0t5tnb8gtkihiapootjcd9yp3hmw/viewform?usp=header
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @neonallnight [future] you Thought Nothing Of The Fact That The Last Dungeon You Decided To Do Before The Fifth Gate Was In A Floating Island Just Covered In Trees. perfect Place To Hide Something. you Walked Into The Forest, Following The Landmarks Told To Locate The Dungeon. You Were Confident In Your Skills, Considering You Had Just Recently Alchemized An Amazing New Weapon For It. you Wouldn't Make It To The Dungeon. it Should've Been The Devious Quiet Laughter That Gave It Away. when All Of A Sudden... You Feel It. A Blade, Who's Owner ...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @voxangeli the Brightness Is Overwhelming. you Can Feel Your Vision Expanding, Bleeding Color Through The Seams Connecting Your Mind To Your Co-hosts. Wrapping Around Into A Full 360° Panorama, Then Compressing Further, Overlaying Scene Upon Scene, Creating Simultaneous Views Of Everything. The Entire World, Light And Dark, From Every Vantage Point. The Boundaries Between Timelines Wear Thin, And You're Fully Immobilized As You Bear Witness To Events That Don't Exist. An Entire Planet's Worth Of Ultimate Selves Being Streamed Directly Into Your Skull. y...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @stygianchimera tight. Everything Is Tight. It's Dark. it's Squeezing Together Like Playdough, Different Colours Mixing, Not Even Into Brown But Into An Inky Black. This Is A Void Of Nothing, Nothing But Tightness. There Is No Need To Breathe, But If There Was There Would Be No Room. There Is Nothing But Squeezing And Whispers. whispers? There Was No Sound Here. suddenly, A Sting. It Hurt. It Was Like A Gunshot. Like The Ribcage Had Been Pulled Apart Rib By Rib And Slowly Pushed Back Together; Molded, Melded, Welded With Fiery Hot Pain. It's Going ...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @lunarlupine crunch. bone Gives Way Under Your Hands As They Dig Into The Chest Cavity. There’s A Process To This. There Always Is. You Crack The Ribcage Open And Your Claws Grasp The Pusher And Tug. The Blood Is Warm Against Your Skin. fangs Sink Into The Muscle And Tear. As You Swallow, The Hunger Starts To Fade. Finally. you’ve Been Hungry For So Long. Why Not Indulge This Time? crunch. your Fangs Are Perfect For This. For Ripping And Tearing And Devouring. For Cracking Bones Like Dry Sticks As You Rend The Flesh From Them. Your Claws, Sharp...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: A Helpless Soul. it Was Only A Week Ago That It Happened. But The Memory Still Plays Loudly In Your Head. A Fist Fight Gone Wrong. you Were Lying On The Ground, Refusing To Give Up Against Your Opponent. You Were Full Of Adrenaline. Full Of Hope. It Was Keeping You Going Despite The Bruising And How Much Pain You Felt In Your Knee. "nothing Could Go Wrong" You Thought. Suddenly, Your Opponent Grabbed Your Leg. They Had A Firm Grip. They Started Bending It. It Hurt. The Bending Hurt. suddenly, The Leg Was Ripped Clean Off. It Hurt. It Hurt. iƚ Ԋυɾƚʂ...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @tipsygenostalgic you Sat In Your Room Drunk, Drunker Than You Had Been In Years. You Fucked Up And You Know You Did, The Worst Part Of It Is You Did This On Purpose And You Know It. Sobriety Was Great, It Was, You Think? You're Too Drunk To Know How You Feel About It At The Moment. What You Do Know Is You Lied, You Told Everyone You Could Handle Alcohol Again, You Knew You Couldn't, You Knew This Was An Easy Way To A Relapse And Get Away With It, And That's Just What You Wanted. when Did You Start Crying? You're Not Sure, It's Probably The Guilt, They're All...Read more
The Big 200 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @corallinecataclysm greetings, Young Seer. i See You Haven’t Ceased Your Fruitless Attempts At Peering Into My Hatchling’s Mind, And I’ll Admit I’ve Grown Rather Fond Of Your Struggle. Consider This My Gift To You For Persisting, Though This Is Your Last Warning As Well. cease. do Not Tempt Fate, Restless As You Are To Do So. last Night, Our Link Was Blocked By Another. This Is, Too, A Reminder To My Sweet Youngling To Quit Fooling Herself Into Believing She Can Be Rid Of Me. You Are Mine, Meenah. The Sooner You Accept It, The Easie...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @condescevessel the Current You Wear Top Your Head Isn't The True Crown You Bear Is It? You Did Exactly As She Said Receiving This Crown And You Know It, You Accepted It You Embraced It. But She Did Always Like Her Backup Plans. the Last Time You Saw Her One Hundred Sweeps Ago, She Bestowed Something Upon You That You Can Never Get Rid Of. The Crown Atop Your Head You Would Know Is There For Long But There Was Always The Comforting Realization That It Could Be Removed Even If Your Thoughts Wouldn't Change It Could Still Be Taken Off It Was Still A Physical...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @watchingauthor screams Broke Your Focus. Everything Felt Sluggish. What Shades Were On Your Hands? Everything Smells Like Blood.. You Blink Too Slow. They Tasted Blood As Well. It Was Hard To Think. You Managed To Barely Look At Who Was Cornered And Stared At A Blurry Image. It Seemed Like They Were Leaving. You Stayed On The Ground. You Felt Something In Your Teeth.. There Was Broken Toy Pieces All Around In Grass. They Were More Than Fifth Your Size. It Was Silly.. You Wonder Why That Troll Ran.. There Was Splinters And Olives And Was It Olives ...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @truculenttempest you Remember When They Separated You From The Rest Of The Jades In The Caverns, Your Matron And Her Assistant. The Younger Jadeblood's Expression Should Have Been A Sign Of What Was To Come, Should Have Alerted You To The Despair That You Were Going To Feel Yourself Plunged Into, But You Were So Proud. So Proud Of Yourself, As A Nurturing Presence In The Caverns, That You Never Could Have Anticipated The Direction Your Life Would Take. You Were So Proud, And So Young. you Had Been Specifically Pointed Out As Inadequate, But Your Eyes And...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @lunarlupine that Name. stolen From One You Lost. don't You Remember What It Meant? the Way It Was Gasped As Your Pusher Started Beating Again? the Meaning As It Was Screamed When Your Claws Tore Through Flesh Like Paper? the Feeling Of It Settling Into Your Bones As Your Lungs Ached For Air? monster. #death #gore #violence are We Not All Monsters? 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗 https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1faipqlsekfh6j2vgskoqsezds9n0t5tnb8gtkihiapootjcd9yp3hmw/viewform?usp=header
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @soulfulgallant this Memory Is Buried Deep, Hazy And Fragmented, From Long Before You Assumed This Form she Suddenly Appeared In The House, Missing An Arm, Gushing Blood, Having Paid The Price For Using Her Powers Without Authorization or What He Deemed At The Price For Doing So, You Demanded To See Him To Demand Him To Repair The Damage He Had Done To Her and When He Arrived, He Placed His Hand On Your Head, This Part You Remember Vividly the Pain So Sharp And Intense Around Your Whole Body And Your Mind, Pure Unadulterated Suffering Not Even Eve...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: @epsiloncatatonia bang. a Figure Slumps To The Floor, And Your Ears Ring From The Gunshot That Peaked Your Teammate’s Intercom. you’ve Seen People Die. It’s Alternia. but It’s Different, Isn’t It? You Didn’t Order The Hit, You Didn’t Pull The Trigger, But You Still Facilitated His Untimely Demise. You Are The Reason The Wall Behind Him Is Splattered In A Deep Blue. it’s Alternia. Get Over It, Yiosah. It’s All Behind A Screen, Anyways. you Blink. Once. Once Again. He Remains On Your Screen. Your Teammate Is Talking To You Through The Intercom....Read more
@normaleveryday "good Morning Subject 001" A Voice Speaks From The Void. You Can Feel Yourself Waking Up, But No Eyes Open. No Hand Comes To Your Face, And As You Scream, No Words Come Out. "is The Camera Ready?" "yes Sir, Just Preparing It Now. Online In Five, Four, Three, Two-" light. You Want To Squint But You Have No Lids To Do So, The Reflex Still Inside Of You Somewhere. You Can Count Every Pixel Of What You See, You Can Analyze Every Moment Frame By Frame. But You Can't See Yourself. a Troll With A Blurred Out Face Wearing A Smart Looking Suit Steps Forwards. He Speaks In Garbled Redacte...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘: Future @culpablyatypical bang. Bang. Bang. You Said You Would Make It Painless. You Thought It Would Be Painless Too. Their Screams Of Pain After You Unload Each Round Into Their Skull Confirmed Otherwise. It Took Six Painful Shots Until They Died. A Deep Stain Of Purple Covered Their Quest Cocoon As You Backed Off. The Guilt Of Their Pain Was Unbearable... But Then That Guilt Quickly Turned Into Fear As You Felt A... Monolithic Presence Behind You. An Utterly Imposing Force, Beyond Comprehension. the Second Before Your Mind Was Ripped Asunder, You Had Two ...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:@discardedPasts The clock strikes twelve. You're not alive, you don't feel things at least you think you wouldn't. But as the box cracks the wood snaps the felt tears You felt pain as if your entire being is being torn apart. Every moment is excruciatingly agonizing the felt of the box which holds so many memories for so so long terrors into shards It's pitch black fabric falls The pieces of wood and steel that hold the box together bend and snap the wood cracking and splinters the steel bending and breaking rusting away. The memories flowing all ga...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:@carnalVivis3cti✶n Th3ir smil3s still ling3r in y✶ur pan. Y✶u l✶✶k3d at th3m, s✶m3 asc3nd3d, s✶m3 n✶t, as y✶u all pr✶mis3d t✶ g3t ✶ut t✶g3th3r. Y✶u h3ld hands, y✶u smil3d, y✶u f✶rg3d b✶nds that th3y said w3r3 unbr3akabl3. Funny h✶w brittl3 th3y r3ally w3r3. Fri3nd, th3y call3d y✶u. Pal. M✶irail. Mat3sprit. But wh3n3v3r y✶u said th✶s3 w✶rds, th3y sm3ll3d ✶f li3s. H✶w c✶uld th3y n✶t t3ll? H✶w c✶uld th3y n✶t l✶✶k at y✶u and kn✶w y✶ur c✶r3 d33p d✶wn? W✶uld things hav3 g✶n3 th3 sam3 if s✶m3thing hadn't g✶n3 h✶rribly wr✶ng? W✶uld y✶u hav3 still turn3d y✶ur back...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:@eldritchTherapy Infinite realities infinite possibilities and now you stand before another version of yourself, they're god-tier apparel is so bright it practically blinds you, instinctively you block out almost every word of your own rambling, you always overdid it while talking even you knew it was a problem. Of course it seems this version of you isn't as bad as you are much more heroic much more determined much more angelic. You can't help but imagine what her relationship life is like before of course ignoring it Sure she probably has a love her back...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:ERROR Cold metal against your back. Restraints. Sharp pain. They don't always numb you when they do it. And sometimes, they don't put you to sleep either. They want to look inside. They want you to see. See how they love you. Your bones are a precious ivory. Your blood is a golden ichor. Your heart is healthy, alive, and racing. One of them wishes he were more like you. The other knows that he is exactly like you. Your chest erupts with light and love. The look in their eyes is unlike anything you've ever seen from them. You love it. But it's terrif...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:@eclecticEngineer You don't even remember her face, do you? The friend you turned into a smear on the concrete. The one who encouraged you out of your shell, helped you think about options other than the helm. Do you even remember her name? Or do you just remember the sensation of her body cracking under the pressure of your psionics? How her bones fractured and soft organs squished? How they laughed? #death #violence #gore You don't. 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:@roseateDragon You could hear their screams. You could hear the begging, the pleading, the cursing. Sounds loud enough to pierce through your very soul. You had heard every word of it. Felt every shaking attempt to rouse you from your slumber. Every pinch. Every poke. Every shake. Every *stab*. Nothing had worked. You had been a prisoner in your own mind for the duration, every bone in your body screeching for you to wake; every muscle aching in its inactivity in some attempt to get you to your feet. And yet you did not move. You did not answer to their begg...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:@taciturnGodhead You're bleeding. A lot more than usual too. Normally, you can slap a bandage on that shit and call it a day. Maybe even text John about the sick new scar you just earned cause that's what happens training with the coolest guy in the world. He gives you those opportunities to show off. This time though, you feel lightheaded as you make your way back inside. Instead of scoffing or commenting on your shitty blocking skills, Bro had frozen for half a second then absconded almost immediately after slicing into your leg like it was cake. So...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:@unusualVisionary I was walking home, back before I was put on a colony and I was still on Alternia. Whether it be divine gift or retribution for past sin, I was angry. Angrier than I ever was and ever could be. It was white hot, almost blinding. I don;t know what possessed me to do it but I culled the first person I saw. When I had come to my senses they were ripped open, fronds shattered. There was gore everywhere across the street. I can't believe I thought that was normal. That that was okay. That it was acceptable and even expected of me. I want to never ...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:Fate's Agent You remember them. All their smiling faces. All their love. The moments you spent holding their faces. Watching them grow old around you. Your friends, your lovers. Only a few had the power to live beyond their sweeps. Watching the others pass broke your bloodpusher, into pieces, until there was nothing left. You remember beseeching a higher power. You discovered a way to call upon that power, in hopes of bringing them all back. You cut your palm over the sigil, built the macabre effigies... You remember seeing the blood drip, and the glow of th...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:A regretful soul *A memory comes into view, a moment of violence, a bloodied vision, hands stained with their own blood, the sounds of exhaustion against a foe, resting in that same position they were once in, disemboweled, their own intestines laying before him, their vision stuck to a singular eyeball, barely crawling.* *Tears are falling to the ground, bloody tears, broken teeth as they're forced up through their own need, a slow, shamble forwards towards an alien, a highly decorated one, they grip their own intestines and wrap them around the alien's nec...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:@electroMagnus I met him like 10 sweeps ago or smthin. I was living in my own hive at the time, a shoddy piece of shit I managed to rent in a low blood complex. Druggies, muties, and all different kinds of bastards were huddled up there same as I, just hoping for a roof over our heads. High bloods typically stayed far the fuck away, not wanting to mingle in our tainted space, but the occasional purple would grab an unlucky fuck and take em back for culling. Sometimes even cull them right there considering the lack of surveillance. It was best to stay inside...Read more
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘:@arachnidsGalvanized Cold. Complete, total cold. It wasn't fleeting, it was consuming, but not in that sharp, stinging way. It was simply a lack of heat, any body warmth once retained stripped away from your broken, shattered body. You couldn't think. All you could feel was a dull, throbbing ache, throughout what was left of your tired, burning husk. It couldn't be called a body anymore; there was too much blood, sinew, bone. Your already decaying shell bloomed open on the metal flooring like a blue carnation, tissue and organs and limbs blown to shreds. T...Read more