Don't take this as a coming back, I got bored and wrote this..
"You killed them, Brendan." A deep voice stood in complete darkness, to where even Fangs eyes couldn't see.
"Did, not." Each breath was pain to him. It hurt to breathe, move, think. Fang wanted to curl up and die, but he didn't.
Then how did they, hm? The voice spoke again but closer.
"Bombing.." Fang's voice was ruff. His dark black hair had grown back to it's normal length before it was cut off. He grunted and shook the hair from his eyes.
"Lies."
"I'm not lieing." He grunted and clenched his fists when an electric shock went through his body. "Nyggh. Damn bastards!" He shouted and janked at his restraints. Fang was dressed in a black v-neck shirt, along with his usual black jeans and vans. His leather jackets had long cuts and burn marks on it. "I'll kill Ты all." He сказал(-а) through gritted teeth. Fang dark brown eyes darted around the room, searching a plan of escape. He had been captured on his way back from a Navy Base. Fang had been missing for two months, and he was beginning to wonder if he would ever escape. The avian kept yanking at the restraints until he broke them. Fang fell вперед from the chair and landed on the cold hard floor, he sucked in a deep breath and shakily got up. Leaning against the Стена for support, Fang made his way out of the building, breathing heavily, taking down security guards as he went through. He hissed when the bright light shone in his eyes. Fang slowly unfurled his stiff wings and blurred upward, out of sight and out of mind.
That's that..and everyone here probably hates me, but oh well..sorry.
"You killed them, Brendan." A deep voice stood in complete darkness, to where even Fangs eyes couldn't see.
"Did, not." Each breath was pain to him. It hurt to breathe, move, think. Fang wanted to curl up and die, but he didn't.
Then how did they, hm? The voice spoke again but closer.
"Bombing.." Fang's voice was ruff. His dark black hair had grown back to it's normal length before it was cut off. He grunted and shook the hair from his eyes.
"Lies."
"I'm not lieing." He grunted and clenched his fists when an electric shock went through his body. "Nyggh. Damn bastards!" He shouted and janked at his restraints. Fang was dressed in a black v-neck shirt, along with his usual black jeans and vans. His leather jackets had long cuts and burn marks on it. "I'll kill Ты all." He сказал(-а) through gritted teeth. Fang dark brown eyes darted around the room, searching a plan of escape. He had been captured on his way back from a Navy Base. Fang had been missing for two months, and he was beginning to wonder if he would ever escape. The avian kept yanking at the restraints until he broke them. Fang fell вперед from the chair and landed on the cold hard floor, he sucked in a deep breath and shakily got up. Leaning against the Стена for support, Fang made his way out of the building, breathing heavily, taking down security guards as he went through. He hissed when the bright light shone in his eyes. Fang slowly unfurled his stiff wings and blurred upward, out of sight and out of mind.
That's that..and everyone here probably hates me, but oh well..sorry.
*Shrugs* Cheer, cry, be happy, sad, angry, dunno.
Too much drama, feelings feelings feelings, this is all gonna be fluff, so if Ты need the point of this article, skip to the bottom.
Любовь Ты guys, really do, but this drama is toooooo much.
So, me and my OC's are going on a... vacation.
Ты can still post on my wall, IM, Входящие me, ect.
Just takin' a break from the club.
And if I'm a depressed Эмо faggot to you, not your fault. Stuff has happened, I should be fine in a bit.
Anyways,
Fly on~
-Raven, gone.