About
My Alter Ego [ as a -.male.]
Daisuke Dai.- AKA --Die. [Or .Macabre Die.]
Entering apon the room; you cough. Suddenly, it felt as if you couldn't be happy again. As if you could never hold up a smile up on that stupid face of yours; no. There's no going back. Your emotions---dead. Like mine in a whip of a flash. As your bright self; all bubbly and air-headed like, you turn pale. Your pretty-everybody-wants-it-hair, is now white, and dull. Glancing your head around, you see a figured plasted to the corner, with strings apon his sides. Looking at him; you feel as if you've seen hell itself. And this time, hell was pretty damn cold, much different that what you've thought it to be. "Who ...," As you were speaking, only ice blew out of your mouth. Now; the air felt as if it was getting tense. Right at the moment, it was pretty much hard to breath. As you were about to reach your hand outs for him, for help, anybody, you merely fell.
For once, a smile, a devious smile went on his face. A cold, sinister smile. As you lay on your back, helplessly, he goes up to you, looking down at you. As you smile, thinking he's gonna save you; the exact oposite comes pouring down on your stupid self. Stepping on you, he makes sure to kick out all that blood your coughing up. "P-please...!" Tilting his head, he puts on this mask. And this mask .. isn't some cheap Zorro mask you can get at the Dollar tree for five ********' cents. No .. its a mask of despair, a mask that covers all your emotions. Slipping it on his mouth, he continues to kill you by realeasing all your blood out. "PLEASE..! plea...." As your last breath fails to give life; you die. As the guy turns back to the wall, he looks up, as he fixes his strings saying "I've kill them. I killed that ********." Bowing her head down from up and above, she rolls her eyes at the thought of humans. "Nasty little things ..," Nodding along, his red hair swanged in his eyes, as he cutted it off. As the mistress looked back down at him, she tilted her head curiously. "Now, now .. Die, I didn't say you'd have to kill everyone and everything in your path .. Oh, and today, you can get the top-side shelf to sleep in. My treat for you...," As she smiled, tears started to trickle down his pale cheeks, red blood tears. His eyes gleamed menancing-like, but the message was to finally say 'thank you..' As the mistress pulled up his strings and the handles; she kissed her little marionette on his cheek. Smiling was once more, she setted him aside on the top shelf. Suddenly, tears had also seemed to roll down her beautiful white face.
"I'm in love with a puppet."
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// All of this was written / by me, so .. By all means, DON'T steal my idea. Do so, .. -chainsaw massacre time'd. //