WOLF GAME: FOURTH NIGHT, SIXTH VICTIM
SORRY THIS IS SO LATE D: D: D: i lost track of time again, and i started writing up the next death literally ten minutes before 9.
BUT IT'S HERE NOW!
Her screams tainted the early evening air, sending a flock of frightened birds from their perch on a withering tree.
"Let me go!"
Fingers digging into the collar of her shirt, dragging her through red mud and dying grass. Her knowing eyes were brimmed with tears, and she watched as she was pulled further and further away from the camp (whose members nervously averted their eyes, pretending not to notice), further and further away from any sense of safety. She was being pulled to her death; this, at least, she knew was certain.
Mordecai grinned down at her, all but tossing her into the wooded area. Twiggy landed on the soft ground with a loud "shit!" and scrambled desperately to her feet. Backing up, slowly, carefully, nearly tripping once, and her watery eyes locked with Mordecai's wicked ones. He was moving towards her, closing in on her, and his steps were so painfully deliberate that every one caused her breathing to become more and more erratic. She was tired of his games, sick of his playing.
"Well?" she began shakily, trying her best to look calm. "If you're going to kill me, get on with it."
"But that would be too easy, kitten." His casual grin became sinister as her backtracking led her against a tree, helpless. At his will.
She dug her nails into the hard bark of the tree, whimpering against as he eliminated the distance between them. His hands were cold against her arms, and he pressed her close against the maple, lips trailing up her chin. Her erratic breathing reached its peak, and every shuddering gasp of air she took in never seemed to be enough. She was going to die here, with him tight against her chest. She was being suffocated, and she was going to die. Her eyes closed. Keep breathing, don't stop, keep breathing.
"Come now." His voice was breathy against her ear; his hands were making their way down her sides, along her stomach, over her thighs, squeezing lightly. "Am I really all that frightening?"
She trembled, and the fox's grin grew as his rabbit struggled weakly in his arms.
Yes, she was going to die.
Breathe. Just. Breathe.
His fingers were playing with the buttons on her shirt, and her eyes shot open when she felt him pushing them out of place, exposing her, offering her flushed skin to the dusky skies. His gaze met hers, and he was sliding her blouse off, letting it fall to the ground, moving his hands to the small of her back. Burning cold lips on her shoulder, over her collarbone. She was going to die, and she couldn't even push him away. Couldn't breathe, still suffocating. Silently, she told her furious heart to keep beating.
"You're lucky my brother likes to end things quickly." He was speaking again, she realized, but his words meant little to her.
Something hard pressed against the side of her head, round and cold. Breathing, still breathing. Breathe, breathe, breathe.
She could feel his lips against her neck. Now she knew the gun was at her temple, his finger on the trigger, squeezing lightly. He pulled her closer to salvation, breathe.
Just breathe.
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um, ya, sorry for ending your life the same way zash's was ended, twiggy! but i literally had no time to think of anything else, so i took the easy way out. :\ AND, SINCE YOU REQUESTED IT, I HAD HIM MOLEST YOU A LOT. I HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT~ or didn't hate it, at least?
PLAYERS:
1. perfectexcuses - KELLY [killed on the first night]
2. erudire - JESSICA [voted off on the first day]
3. bumped - JACKIE [killed on the third night]
4. bluntedge - TWIGGY [voted off on the third day]
5. sutoberii - JESS
6. fitzthemighty - FITZ
7. ohfetus - KATE
8. so_the_shank - SHANK
9. zasshou - ZASSHOU [voted off on the second day]
10. hokage - TRI
11. xiahleyu - KOU
12. zeli17 - NICKI [killed on the second night]
13. shizukaneko - LANG
wolves, you have until 12 AM EST to tell me your victim.
BUT IT'S HERE NOW!
Her screams tainted the early evening air, sending a flock of frightened birds from their perch on a withering tree.
"Let me go!"
Fingers digging into the collar of her shirt, dragging her through red mud and dying grass. Her knowing eyes were brimmed with tears, and she watched as she was pulled further and further away from the camp (whose members nervously averted their eyes, pretending not to notice), further and further away from any sense of safety. She was being pulled to her death; this, at least, she knew was certain.
Mordecai grinned down at her, all but tossing her into the wooded area. Twiggy landed on the soft ground with a loud "shit!" and scrambled desperately to her feet. Backing up, slowly, carefully, nearly tripping once, and her watery eyes locked with Mordecai's wicked ones. He was moving towards her, closing in on her, and his steps were so painfully deliberate that every one caused her breathing to become more and more erratic. She was tired of his games, sick of his playing.
"Well?" she began shakily, trying her best to look calm. "If you're going to kill me, get on with it."
"But that would be too easy, kitten." His casual grin became sinister as her backtracking led her against a tree, helpless. At his will.
She dug her nails into the hard bark of the tree, whimpering against as he eliminated the distance between them. His hands were cold against her arms, and he pressed her close against the maple, lips trailing up her chin. Her erratic breathing reached its peak, and every shuddering gasp of air she took in never seemed to be enough. She was going to die here, with him tight against her chest. She was being suffocated, and she was going to die. Her eyes closed. Keep breathing, don't stop, keep breathing.
"Come now." His voice was breathy against her ear; his hands were making their way down her sides, along her stomach, over her thighs, squeezing lightly. "Am I really all that frightening?"
She trembled, and the fox's grin grew as his rabbit struggled weakly in his arms.
Yes, she was going to die.
Breathe. Just. Breathe.
His fingers were playing with the buttons on her shirt, and her eyes shot open when she felt him pushing them out of place, exposing her, offering her flushed skin to the dusky skies. His gaze met hers, and he was sliding her blouse off, letting it fall to the ground, moving his hands to the small of her back. Burning cold lips on her shoulder, over her collarbone. She was going to die, and she couldn't even push him away. Couldn't breathe, still suffocating. Silently, she told her furious heart to keep beating.
"You're lucky my brother likes to end things quickly." He was speaking again, she realized, but his words meant little to her.
Something hard pressed against the side of her head, round and cold. Breathing, still breathing. Breathe, breathe, breathe.
She could feel his lips against her neck. Now she knew the gun was at her temple, his finger on the trigger, squeezing lightly. He pulled her closer to salvation, breathe.
Just breathe.
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um, ya, sorry for ending your life the same way zash's was ended, twiggy! but i literally had no time to think of anything else, so i took the easy way out. :\ AND, SINCE YOU REQUESTED IT, I HAD HIM MOLEST YOU A LOT. I HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT~ or didn't hate it, at least?
PLAYERS:
1. perfectexcuses - KELLY [killed on the first night]
2. erudire - JESSICA [voted off on the first day]
3. bumped - JACKIE [killed on the third night]
4. bluntedge - TWIGGY [voted off on the third day]
5. sutoberii - JESS
6. fitzthemighty - FITZ
7. ohfetus - KATE
8. so_the_shank - SHANK
9. zasshou - ZASSHOU [voted off on the second day]
10. hokage - TRI
11. xiahleyu - KOU
12. zeli17 - NICKI [killed on the second night]
13. shizukaneko - LANG
wolves, you have until 12 AM EST to tell me your victim.