Almost dying, getting close to someone, meeting so so many new people - who wanted to genuinely be her friend...
Terrasphere's heavy dose of kicking her down, and picking her back up again, hit Essence like a truck. She had accustomed herself to drugs, unhealthy connections, developing obsessions, and surrounding herself with people just as addicted to something in their life be it food, work, or a long hit from a bong to cure the incurable itch, to fill the unfillable void within them.
Running away from the nothingness inside of you is hard, she realized, when you keep getting reminded of how empty you are.
That's why she posted an ad. For cute girls. For ones who didn't know her, and probably wouldn't be bothered to contact her afterward. The reason? A bounty from the MIT. And, boy, did beating something up sound great to the girl whose insides were spilling out, who ran to collect her guts and shove them back, deep deep inside before anyone saw the real her. The one who she spat at in the mirror. Who-
'Shut the fuck up. Stop it with the self-loathing. You're so pitiful. Go be a whore. Let's have some fun!'
Right right. Essence wasn't here - just outside the zone of the bounty - to think. Nah. The Elf wanted to pummel the.... face of a Myconid in. Wanted to release all the bleh she had gathered recently. Metaphorically of course. Puking happened to have a reservation for the bathroom after a large meal during her "I feel fat" phases.
She was waiting for the three other respondents to show up, and join her in the festivities to ensue.
@Moonsong @Trissayne Lavelle @Madison Freebird
Terrasphere's heavy dose of kicking her down, and picking her back up again, hit Essence like a truck. She had accustomed herself to drugs, unhealthy connections, developing obsessions, and surrounding herself with people just as addicted to something in their life be it food, work, or a long hit from a bong to cure the incurable itch, to fill the unfillable void within them.
Running away from the nothingness inside of you is hard, she realized, when you keep getting reminded of how empty you are.
That's why she posted an ad. For cute girls. For ones who didn't know her, and probably wouldn't be bothered to contact her afterward. The reason? A bounty from the MIT. And, boy, did beating something up sound great to the girl whose insides were spilling out, who ran to collect her guts and shove them back, deep deep inside before anyone saw the real her. The one who she spat at in the mirror. Who-
'Shut the fuck up. Stop it with the self-loathing. You're so pitiful. Go be a whore. Let's have some fun!'
Right right. Essence wasn't here - just outside the zone of the bounty - to think. Nah. The Elf wanted to pummel the.... face of a Myconid in. Wanted to release all the bleh she had gathered recently. Metaphorically of course. Puking happened to have a reservation for the bathroom after a large meal during her "I feel fat" phases.
She was waiting for the three other respondents to show up, and join her in the festivities to ensue.
@Moonsong @Trissayne Lavelle @Madison Freebird
