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| *Mistytail | Feb 12 2009, 07:31 PM Post #1 |
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Resident Shrink and Chalupa King
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“A dark bedroom is never a smart place to be all alone in, L.” A smooth, deep voice poured in through a crack in the door, and as he entered so did a small stream of dim light, covering his face in shadow. His tall figure cast dark shapes on the floor and his bare feet made little pat, pat, pat noises as he strode across the blue carpet. L was jarred from his lying position and sat straight up, black hair falling on his neck instead of sticking out from behind him. “Oh…Backup, what are you doing here?” His dead eyes squinted against the light, but adjusted back as Beyond Birthday closed the door behind him. L yawned, and therefore did not hear the small click that came from B locking the door. “Oh,” B said, rubbing his face against his shoulder like a cat would, “nothing much in particular.” A smirk played across his face, dark mischief in his red eyes. “I just wanted to…play a game.” L yawned again, stretching his back. “A game?” he asked sleepily, and then looked at the clock across the room. “Backup, it’s three in the morning. Can’t this wait? And…wait…” Beyond began to crawl in his unnatural way, on all fours, over to L. “No, L, it can’t wait. If it were at any other time…well, now, that just wouldn’t do.” He had gotten over to the bed and rested his chin on it, kneeling on the floor and he grabbed L’s long, white shirt sleeve. “Would it now?” “What on earth are you talking about?” L actually had an idea, but if he let it come to mind, he wasn’t sure what he would do. Beyond lifted the rest of his body up and sat down on the edge of L’s bed, releasing his arm. “Don’t act so naive, L. Surely you can’t be unaware of my admiration of you…” He leaned forward, a cunning smile on his face, his eyes focused full of twisted games and…lust? Yes, it was some kind of lust. Be it lust for his flesh or lust for the blood that ran through it, L probably didn’t want to know. “Backup, this is making me very uncomfortable…” L said, a nervous chuckle lining the statement like silver lines storm clouds. Beyond Birthday instantly replied. “I know.” And with that he swiftly leapt on L, pushing him down and holding his throat in his hand. “Believe me. I know.” B bent down slightly with an almost adoring look on his face. “And I’ll tell you something…I’m not your Backup.” He pressed his weight down on L, making him wince, until their noses were touching. “My name is Beyond Birthday, and you know that. But just as a reminder, I’ll write it down for you.” He laughed and pulled L’s shirt up to his chin. “And what a better place to keep a memo forever than on one’s own flesh!” L gasped for breath and grabbed at B’s wrist, squirming and writhing for freedom, but B had twice the physical strength that L did. “Don’t waste your time, little detective,” Beyond chided. L felt himself begin to panic and opened his mouth to scream, but Beyond closed down harder on his throat and L couldn’t breathe. He stopped and then Beyond gave him the permission to breathe. “We’re playing this game by my rules, do you understand?” L nodded in fearful submission, a sick kind of shame running through his veins and making his wrists feel like someone – probably B – had stuck pins in them. “Good boy,” B said, and to further humiliate L, Beyond Birthday leaned down and kissed L on the lips. L felt as though he would vomit. This was absolute torture! This monster was supposed to become him? “And now, the real fun begins,” Beyond chuckled, laughing in almost girlish delight. He took the hand that was not holding L’s neck and examined his fingertips. His nails, elongated and sharpened like claws, were particularly interesting to him, as he took his index finger to his mouth, licked it, and then dug it into L’s chest. He pulled his hand this way and that way, causing white-hot pain that made L bite hard on his lip to keep him from screaming. B was making quite a show of it, laughing and even humming a sick tune to his work. “And now…” Beyond Birthday said, dragging though L’s skin one last, painful time, “it…is…COMPLETE!” L opened one eye and looked down warily. His entire chest was covered in shallow but precise cuts, and his pale skin was stained red. “Wh…what did you do to me?!” Beyond smiled. “I wrote my name down for you. Doesn’t it look marvelous? Oh, but wait…” He leaned down, head above his chest. “I forgot the cleanup work.” His pink tongue poked out of his mouth and Beyond proceeded to lick the blood off of L’s chest in the way that a dog licks up food dropped on the floor; quickly and hurriedly, but with force and purpose. L felt his skin squirming at the touch, and at this point, noticed that BB had stopped holding his throat. For one brief moment, L wanted to shout for help, but noting B’s violent nature, he realized that nothing he could shout would be of help to him. L was utterly defenseless. He only uttered, “Please, stop,” once, and B had an instant reply. “No.” Beyond, satisfied with cleaning up the mess, brought his face to match L’s and grinned like a cat in a canary cage. “I think it looks lovely, don’t you? Oh, wait…you can’t see it, can you?” L shook his head. “Well...it simply says ‘Beyond Birthday.’ Take a look at it sometime.” With that and a wicked smile, Beyond Birthday, B, Backup, whoever that demon was, took his leave. L did not sleep that night. Nor any other night, except in his sitting position so that his scar could be covered. So he could forget the humiliation he had faced. But the very fact that he kept hiding proved that he could not forget. L could not forget Beyond Birthday. --- Comments? Crit? Et cetera, et cetera, et cet-er-a? :3 |
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| +Rowan 2 | Feb 12 2009, 07:52 PM Post #2 |
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Sandstar does not have a custom title.
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BB always did scare me. But that was pretty hot. <3 And I like how you worked it into L's lack of sleeping. Poor L. D: |
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| *Mistytail | Feb 12 2009, 07:56 PM Post #3 |
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Resident Shrink and Chalupa King
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Well, I figured I may as well make up a reason for it. :3
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| Black | Feb 12 2009, 08:39 PM Post #4 |
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That was kind of sexy in a strange way. VEREH EPIC INDEED, Mist Monster. |
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| !ROWAN | Feb 13 2009, 03:17 AM Post #5 |
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nothing to say/nothing at all
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and here i am, fighting fighting yes i'm fighting not to cry and that's another reason why i oughta hate you アメリカ x イギリス like i do oh like i do | |
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| +Ashley Benlove | Feb 13 2009, 05:22 AM Post #6 |
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THAT SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME. At some point, about midway through, I stopped reading carefully and started kind of skimming. Mainly to detach myself emotionally from L. And, I agree with Black. It was sexy in a strange way. But then again, this is coming from someone who ships enemies on South Park almost to the point of it being an OTP (it's more a backup OTP). "grinned like a cat in a canary cage" is also an awesome line.
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| !ROWAN | Feb 13 2009, 06:05 AM Post #7 |
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nothing to say/nothing at all
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IT TOTALLY REMINDS ME OF LOVELESS |
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and here i am, fighting fighting yes i'm fighting not to cry and that's another reason why i oughta hate you アメリカ x イギリス like i do oh like i do | |
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| *Mistytail | Feb 13 2009, 06:24 PM Post #8 |
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NOOOO NOT LOVELESS D: (I'm sorry, Loveless scares the shit out of me. o.o;; ) Yaay, I'm glad you guys like it, though I really thought it was terrible. XD;;
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| *Lupin | Feb 14 2009, 08:25 AM Post #9 |
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Slytherin Pride
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Howl like. Howl like very much. :3 |
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i feel it deep within it's just beneath the skin i must confess that i feel like a monster i hate what i've become the nightmare's just begun i must confess that i feel like a monster | |
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| *Mistytail | Feb 14 2009, 08:26 AM Post #10 |
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Resident Shrink and Chalupa King
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Yaaaay! It has the Howl Seal of Approval.
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Well, I figured I may as well make up a reason for it. :3


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