In the street
From Create Your Own Story
you wake up, on the side of the road, your slightly further down from the place you passed out. your mouth feels dry, you moan as your side burns, you turn down and notice tire marks on the skinny frame of your waist. a normal human would have died, but the trees power and curse has also given you its advantages, as much as your disadvantages. your eyes have this sexy anger within them, keeping in mind of your mission
your angry, angry that your starving, taken control by a plant, in pain, passed out in the middle of nowhere, have absolutely no idea where you are, your going motionally mentall physically and psychologicaly crazy
a car passes by n sum fucker starts yelling "yo baby, how bout get into this car with me" you glare at them as the car stops, a few get out "yo wes got big rascals chiki come on" one gets out, you force yourself to stand up, n try to resist a smirk, knowing theres free roadkill and dinner time tonight
they all start walkin towards you,.. you back up a bit, but you dont say anything,.. one of them puts an arm around you "ey baby,.. dont be so shy you look cute when you smile" they try walking you to the car, knowing you dont want trouble in public with murder, you allow them to push you into the car.. for now,.. they push you into it quick and you dont say a word. once you guys start driving off,.. you keep quiet as the one in the back ties up your hands from the back
you lean against the right door in the midst of the road, your bangs covering most of your face, it is quiet,.. your guessing early morning, too tired to think. at the wrong time the guy who had tied up your hands moved your bangs revealing your face. "ey cuty why aintchu talkin?" this assholl was saying. you shifted your eyes open, tired, pissed, demonic, hungry, the two in the front start ranting and talking about random crap,.. laughing. you continue glarng at the guy as he starts laughing and places his hand on your stomach. He smiles as he attempts to put his hand down your pants.."wrong move asshole.." you whisper to him.
you:
| Status | ||
| Health | wasted# | Equipment:
Equipment |
| MP | higher# | |
| Level | # | |
