Post by Winter Pine on Jan 31, 2016 22:43:08 GMT -6
(OOC Note: Alright, so this RP is shit, and that is cuz my original one deleted itself so don't judge this one too bad, I just needed it to explain and introduce something that I want to play into the future of the Winter character, something I made a thing back in my old days with the character that helped a lot. I hope for what it is you guys enjoy, it's not much but even for this little I was able to write as an emergency I am happy with how it turned out. Thanks.)
Oh how I love to conquer the weak minded.
For weeks on end my plan for Stacy has worked out to near perfection. I really got her to believe she was just a pawn in a greater plan to eradicate that sweet little whore Zelda Lawson. Now I still would be very pleased if at some point I could do that, but now Stacy knows my true intentions are to make her my little toy of anguish. And that all starts in a big capacity at Double Jeopardy.
For now, I'm enjoying this time together with Matthew. Since my last little mental episode I think I'm starting to become more accepting of our bond we are beginning to create. At points I still am a bit skeptical, honestly now that the slut has revealed more of my past to Ms. Jones it's obvious sooner or later my past will be fully public. And with that will be more understanding of why I am the way I am, especially with...love. Ugh, that sickening word that I also adore so much, an emotion we as humans seem to want to gravitate towards when we know the very thought of it has the chance to hurt us. But, to be honest, I like the pain after all these years. It motivates my very being, makes me feel more alive and committed to destroying those who feel it necessary to take advantage of that emotion.
See that's what gets me the most since I arrived in VoW, people consider me to be this heartless soul who cares only to hurt and destroy. Are they wrong, not entirely, but I do have feelings just as any other person does. It could easily be a case of being misunderstood, and honestly I can accept that. I don't want to be understood anyways, it protects me to hide in the shadows, to be that last thought. To be in a business where so many focus on the spotlight, my greatest joy is staying in the dark until it's time to strike. It's a strategy that through these years of competition have made me feel strong.
"Hey, you gonna buy something or you gonna keep sitting there and taking up space ya bitch."
Oh right, I've been sitting at this fucking bar for the past few hours. It's a nice little place Matt showed me, though the people here sure don't know how to treat a lady.
"I mean I'd like to see you try and move me. Besides, I already downed a fucking bottle of Jack. Let me have it settle a bit."
"Alright alright, don't get your panties in a bunch."
I scoff at the bartender as I continue to sit quietly here at the bar. I can't blame the guy for wanting to keep business rolling, but I need a damn minute to think.
"Run."
I raise up my head to a pitch black room. How long have I been sleeping?
"She rises...she hungers for flesh."
"Who's there? Show yourself, and turn on some lights while you're at it."
The voice laughs at me as I feel it getting closer.
"What's wrong Jennifer? You seem...frightened."
"...Who are you?"
Just as I mutter these words, her face appears before mine...but...that face is my own.
"I need no introduction Jennifer. For I am what you hold back, a mere portion of your psychological being that soon you shall unleash to the world."
I scoff as I go to push "myself" away, only for my hand to turn the visual representation of myself into dust.
"You can't get rid of me. You are smart enough to realize that by now sweet Jennifer."
"Alright, just get to why the fuck I'm here."
"Isn't it obvious? We must plan. For in a few day you begin a war with the weak one, and I must say you have done a fantastic job of forcing yourself into her head. She is frightened by you whether she cares to admit it or not, she wants to run but as any person would her pride keeps her in place."
"Of course. As much as I wish she would just go before I truly begin my torment, she is holding ground much better than I anticipated. To be honest it almost frightens me."
"And that's where I come in Jennifer. For you see I hold the key to victory in this war. As much as you love the mental game, physically we need to do more. She holds her ground so well because she still feels like she can take control of your outsider body and hurt it. You made it way to clear you are vulnerable by what that scum of Chaos did to you and your knee those weeks ago."
"You had to bring up her didn't you? But, you are not wrong. I certainly am not exhibiting the same kind of force I used to back in my days among the Bay Area. I honestly down myself for that, what would my sweet Budde think of my weakened physical state."
"She would be ashamed, in fact I almost want to spit in your face for how broken you have become as a fighter. You are Winter Pine, not just some woman who can manipulate minds, you used to decimate opponents week after week. Now days you just let these worthless little Visionaries throw you around like a rag doll, it's pathetic."
The warmth grows on my neck as the force that takes the form of my own being begins to caress my body.
"Your muscles still can glow, Jennifer. You can still kill the prey if only you would let go."
"But my plan, I need to wait, I need to make sure she knows the pain I felt in life first before I rid the world of her."
"She can still fight on if you take a chunk from the animal, you just have to know where the kill spots are so you can avoid them for the moment. You are a wolf my dear, we know how to hunt."
I manage to grab hold of the force, stroking it softly as I stare into it's eyes.
"I have an idea...would it be wise if I introduced young Stacy to...her?"
She smiles, grabbing onto my face and pulling me in close.
"Wise? It will be very wise...and so...IT SHALL BE!"
She throws herself into my body, and slowly I feel my skin beginning to bubble, glowing a bright red as the room begins to produce a loud howl. My smile grows as I stare into the abyss of this empty arena of my mind...and as I do, I see the transformation happening.
Oh how I love to conquer the weak minded.
For weeks on end my plan for Stacy has worked out to near perfection. I really got her to believe she was just a pawn in a greater plan to eradicate that sweet little whore Zelda Lawson. Now I still would be very pleased if at some point I could do that, but now Stacy knows my true intentions are to make her my little toy of anguish. And that all starts in a big capacity at Double Jeopardy.
For now, I'm enjoying this time together with Matthew. Since my last little mental episode I think I'm starting to become more accepting of our bond we are beginning to create. At points I still am a bit skeptical, honestly now that the slut has revealed more of my past to Ms. Jones it's obvious sooner or later my past will be fully public. And with that will be more understanding of why I am the way I am, especially with...love. Ugh, that sickening word that I also adore so much, an emotion we as humans seem to want to gravitate towards when we know the very thought of it has the chance to hurt us. But, to be honest, I like the pain after all these years. It motivates my very being, makes me feel more alive and committed to destroying those who feel it necessary to take advantage of that emotion.
See that's what gets me the most since I arrived in VoW, people consider me to be this heartless soul who cares only to hurt and destroy. Are they wrong, not entirely, but I do have feelings just as any other person does. It could easily be a case of being misunderstood, and honestly I can accept that. I don't want to be understood anyways, it protects me to hide in the shadows, to be that last thought. To be in a business where so many focus on the spotlight, my greatest joy is staying in the dark until it's time to strike. It's a strategy that through these years of competition have made me feel strong.
"Hey, you gonna buy something or you gonna keep sitting there and taking up space ya bitch."
Oh right, I've been sitting at this fucking bar for the past few hours. It's a nice little place Matt showed me, though the people here sure don't know how to treat a lady.
"I mean I'd like to see you try and move me. Besides, I already downed a fucking bottle of Jack. Let me have it settle a bit."
"Alright alright, don't get your panties in a bunch."
I scoff at the bartender as I continue to sit quietly here at the bar. I can't blame the guy for wanting to keep business rolling, but I need a damn minute to think.
"Run."
I raise up my head to a pitch black room. How long have I been sleeping?
"She rises...she hungers for flesh."
"Who's there? Show yourself, and turn on some lights while you're at it."
The voice laughs at me as I feel it getting closer.
"What's wrong Jennifer? You seem...frightened."
"...Who are you?"
Just as I mutter these words, her face appears before mine...but...that face is my own.
"I need no introduction Jennifer. For I am what you hold back, a mere portion of your psychological being that soon you shall unleash to the world."
I scoff as I go to push "myself" away, only for my hand to turn the visual representation of myself into dust.
"You can't get rid of me. You are smart enough to realize that by now sweet Jennifer."
"Alright, just get to why the fuck I'm here."
"Isn't it obvious? We must plan. For in a few day you begin a war with the weak one, and I must say you have done a fantastic job of forcing yourself into her head. She is frightened by you whether she cares to admit it or not, she wants to run but as any person would her pride keeps her in place."
"Of course. As much as I wish she would just go before I truly begin my torment, she is holding ground much better than I anticipated. To be honest it almost frightens me."
"And that's where I come in Jennifer. For you see I hold the key to victory in this war. As much as you love the mental game, physically we need to do more. She holds her ground so well because she still feels like she can take control of your outsider body and hurt it. You made it way to clear you are vulnerable by what that scum of Chaos did to you and your knee those weeks ago."
"You had to bring up her didn't you? But, you are not wrong. I certainly am not exhibiting the same kind of force I used to back in my days among the Bay Area. I honestly down myself for that, what would my sweet Budde think of my weakened physical state."
"She would be ashamed, in fact I almost want to spit in your face for how broken you have become as a fighter. You are Winter Pine, not just some woman who can manipulate minds, you used to decimate opponents week after week. Now days you just let these worthless little Visionaries throw you around like a rag doll, it's pathetic."
The warmth grows on my neck as the force that takes the form of my own being begins to caress my body.
"Your muscles still can glow, Jennifer. You can still kill the prey if only you would let go."
"But my plan, I need to wait, I need to make sure she knows the pain I felt in life first before I rid the world of her."
"She can still fight on if you take a chunk from the animal, you just have to know where the kill spots are so you can avoid them for the moment. You are a wolf my dear, we know how to hunt."
I manage to grab hold of the force, stroking it softly as I stare into it's eyes.
"I have an idea...would it be wise if I introduced young Stacy to...her?"
She smiles, grabbing onto my face and pulling me in close.
"Wise? It will be very wise...and so...IT SHALL BE!"
She throws herself into my body, and slowly I feel my skin beginning to bubble, glowing a bright red as the room begins to produce a loud howl. My smile grows as I stare into the abyss of this empty arena of my mind...and as I do, I see the transformation happening.
She's coming...
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