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 Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2019 10:28 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 15, 2019 3:14 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 20, 2019 12:58 pm
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"Don't carry on, just walk away
How many more sent to their graves?
In this lesson ignored
I fought your fight
Bought your lie
And in return I lost my life
What purpose does this serve?
What purpose did I serve?"
Æþelsige ♆ "Swampy" ♆ Rheinmann
He thought he could feel a bit of shaking near the end of the journey over their, but maybe that was just a change in pace and he wasn't very observant. Looking around, he was pretty sure there were some people staring at him, mainly with horrified expressions and a sheer determination to get away. His head wasn't in a very good position for seeing himself, but he managed to force himself to look down...up? chest-ward? and saw a lot of dark green and a lot of wet. It feels so good to be in my real form...I wonder why I am? Soon he was placed on a bed, though it really felt more like a slab and he would much rather have been carried more, though he had to admit it was a lot easier on his stomach to be stationary. Poor Kurt, he looks so worried. He really doesn't need to worry about little old me. He could see Kurt was close to crying, and that just broke his heart. As Kurt held his hand, he intertwined his fingers, then brought the hand up to his lips for a lingering kiss. He looked Yuki dead in the eyes, but it was not Yuki he saw before him. "My love, do not worry so much. We survived the Great War together, you survived the blitzkrieg while I managed to make it in the front lines. I survived because of you. This little...setback," he really couldn't remember why he was in the hospital, but he definitely knew he was hurting and needed medical attention. "This little setback won't get in our way. Soon, we will be heading for Soleil City, and everything will be better there, I promise you." His eyes held more tenderness than they had shown in sixty-six years, and despite the pain, he couldn't help but smile at his love. Gently he moved Kurt's and his hands from his lips to rest on his chest, Kurt's hand down first, so that his love could feel the beating of the heart he stole.
"Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please God, wake me
Now the world is gone, I'm just one
Oh, God help me
Darkness imprisoning me
All that I see
Absolute horror
I cannot live
I cannot die
Trapped in myself
Body my holding cell"
Relationship: Widower
Mood: Peaceful
Ooc: This is gonna be awkward when Swampy comes to his senses...
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Posted: Sat Jul 20, 2019 3:52 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 21, 2019 8:52 am
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"Don't carry on, just walk away
How many more sent to their graves?
In this lesson ignored
I fought your fight
Bought your lie
And in return I lost my life
What purpose does this serve?
What purpose did I serve?"
Æþelsige ♆ "Swampy" ♆ Rheinmann
He felt at peace until the nurse came up and introduced himself as Kurt. Wait..Kurt is beside me, holding my hand. But if that is Kurt... A name was starting to shove its way to the forefront of his mind: Yuki. Yuki, that was the name of the man who had brought him here, not Kurt. Kurt was long dead, Yuki just really reminded him of his lost love. As the realization dawned on him for the moment, he was acutely aware of the presence of a hand in his, a hand that was now resting over his heart. What have I done!? If anyone gets suspicious, they'll arrest us. They...they might have us killed! Oh s**t they might send us to the camps! Kurt Yuki would never survive them... He would need to think up excuses later, right now there was something wrong with him and the sooner he could get that taken care of, the sooner he could try to erase the damning evidence. Right. He needed to focus while he could still fit the pieces of the universe into a logical order. "Nurse..." he couldn't even begin to say the name that was supposed to follow. "quick answer to questions. My liver has been declining for while. I'm alcoholic for many decades. History...no known problems, except amputee." How could he pick out the relevant details of a three hundred plus year life so quickly? What would even be relevant when doctors needed to cure the liver of a swamp monster? Modern medicine was so confusing, but at least it tended to save more lives than the methods he grew up with. He didn't even feel the needle go in. Was his skin enough like human skin that it would prove no problem? True it looked like seaweed, but he was pretty sure he was sort of human-ish in that regard, and a lot of his body chemistry was similar. Biggest differences were that he could breathe through his skin when it was moist, and he absolutely had to keep damp. A dried nisse was a dead nisse. Oh hey, that might be something worth mentioning. "I am nisse. Creature that lives in lakes and bogs. I must keep damp, or I die." He also occasionally liked to dine on human flesh and could play a melody that would hypnotize people, but that didn't seem very relevant at the moment.
"Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please God, wake me
Now the world is gone, I'm just one
Oh, God help me
Darkness imprisoning me
All that I see
Absolute horror
I cannot live
I cannot die
Trapped in myself
Body my holding cell"
Relationship: Widower
Mood: Terrified
Ooc: Here are previously mentioned symptoms that haven't been mentioned over here: jaundice, confusion, vomiting blood, weakness, loss of appetite, and distending of the abdomen.
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Posted: Mon Jul 22, 2019 5:18 am
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