Fear the colors!
Like Medicine 3Your name is DAVE STRIDER, and you're just BURNED OUT.Like Medicine 3 by Overdrive-Pulse
It's become a normal thing for Dave to be sitting inside Rose's room. They didn't always have to be talking about mind shit, and she had a way of pacing herself while she spoke. It was nice to listen to.
He wished everything else had gotten easier as well. But he supposed the world was just not that fucking cool to let that slide.
"About 91 days, 2,191 hours 131,487 minutes and 7,889,230 seconds. Hell, three months and I haven't been able to lay down any of my sick rhymes. Hell Rose. This is complete hell."
Rose gives him a small smile, and continues on with her knitting. He didn't know how she could do that stuff. Dave had tried to learn to sew at some point, but it just was not his thing.
His brother smacked him for using a thimble. Fuck that, those things were not for pussies, no matter what his Bro said. Only real men can use a thimble in pride.
And while his own thoughts swirl around his head, he still can't drown out t
Like Medicine 2Your name is KARKAT VANTAS, and you have an UNCANNY ABILITY to form ALLIANCES with the alien creatures that you helped to CREATE.Like Medicine 2 by Overdrive-Pulse
He was really starting to get really gog-damned pissed off that he was being kept from owning a fucking keyboard. He did not understand why exactly his damn friend decided to be such a grublicking puss-sack of excrement about this whole thing. He wouldn't have even destroyed the stupid thing if people could use their BRAINS here, but NO. He got to be punished because he had enough SANITY to get annoyed with their INSANITY.
Though it wasn't as though the thing was completely busted. Just enough to make him look like a complete fucking retard if he tried to type, because half of the letters were completely useless since they wouldn't even fucking respond to being pressed. Fuck you, Terezi. Fuck you and your mutant senses and you're drool-filled computer screen and you're obsession with COLORS. My blood isn't fucking candy! It sm
Like Medicine 1Your name is DAVE STRIDER, and TIME never left.Like Medicine 1 by Overdrive-Pulse
Even after the game, it continued to haunt his mind; always ticking, always echoing, always flowing. No matter what Dave tried to do, the ticking would not cease.
For a while, he had thought it was just some weird, bizarre after effect of the game; like the side effects of pills. Sure, you’d be feeling some wicked chills for a while and have trouble thinking, but after some time it would eventually fade away. That should have been the case here. The game was over, they had won, happily ever after.
But it didn’t. It just kept going, and going, and going. Fuck, it was throwing off his jams, what with his constant unchanging inner metronome that was unrelentingly pounding on the inside his head. It made it hard to focus his rhymes. He was supposed to be the cool guy; his words had to be smooth and cool. It wasn’t the same when they became pre-set, having to be spoken in between and on the dot of the ticks. It made
Stardust Renegade, Ch.1There is something about the air that tastes extremely stale today.Stardust Renegade, Ch.1 by Overdrive-Pulse
It's like I'm stuck in a hallway in school again, what with all these people that want to continuously bump into you and make their way down narrow pathways and shit. But at least there you know you're getting out soon. Once three fifteen hits, you're out. But now, here, I know I don't have that grace. Except when my company decides they want to ditch. I'm secretly hoping they decide to do just that sometime soon. I hate malls.
Come on already.
"So, I swore! I mean I didn't mean to curse at the guy, but he kept touching my guitar and he didn't even know how to handle it correctly! How was I supposed to know that he was a Jesus freak and would flip out?"
I'm only half-heartedly listening to him talk. Demyx changes subjects a lot, so it isn't that big of a deal if I'm not fully tuned in. All I know is that he's bickering off about how he got his ass handed to him by someone who doesn't appreciate it when th
Such random things!
Pain in the Axel ch. 4Meanwhile, in the darkest shadowed pit known as the Kitchen of the Castle residing in the World that Never Was, there was yet another Nobody wide awake and aware of some disturbance in the once peaceful atmosphere.Pain in the Axel ch. 4 by dragonnova
A silver-blue haired man with a cross-shaped scar across his forehead leaned back in his chair at the small table, folding his newspaper that had once been hiding his face and laying it down before him. His eye twitched for a brief second before his expression settled back to nothingness. He stared across the room at the entity that had caused the shift in the peace, and so rudely disturbed his early morning alone time.
Demyx stood wide-eyed like a deer in the headlights of an on coming semi truck. The incriminating evidence in his sweating gloved hands. He was frozen in place, unmoving except for his quivering lip. Trying to explain himself but unable to grasp the words from the fog in his mind.
"Demyx...." Saix stared coldly into the cerulean eyes of the Melodious Noct