"Looking for me? I don't think you'll have much luck by looking. You're only going to see what I want you to see, and I have quite a lot to show you."
"Yes, I'm sick, officer. Sick from the disease eating away at me inside. Sick of people who don't appreciate their blessings. Sick of it all!"
Hello, and thank you all for joining me. My life's a wreck, so I spend a lot of time on this site. Don't really like DA tho, it's shown me some horrible people. On the flipside, it's also allowed me to meet some good friends. I don't bite, but I won't bite my tongue if I feel I'm being lied to either. I'm a very suspicious person and I don't trust easily.
| Schizophrenia | Aspergers | MDD | Anxiety |
Coded by Hypnodelic
CreationsSum dumbass writing sheit I did again. Idk what I wanted to convey with this but it helped to pass time while I re downloaded my drawing app
Lucas/L is a character to hypnodelic, and I hope he doesn't mind me including him-
I tried imitating what I thought would be L's thoughts and reactions. I hope I got it down, forgives me if I didn't ;-;
C.C. waited patiently. She had all the time in the world, and nothing to lose. Not at the moment at least, but dismissed the thought with a mental wave of the hand. Lucas, however, wouldn't sit still and released an occasional grunt of hastiness. C.C. shushed him, and he just leaned back with a huff and crossed arms.
Eventually L got up to leave. "Fuck it," he growled, and trudged off. He ran straight into Zeon in the doorway.
Zeon was in his human form. A tall young man with black hair and just as black rings under his eyes. He