Post by Aldritch Hexell on Sept 2, 2015 8:19:36 GMT -5
Give me everything
THAT YOU'VE GOT
Finally...
You've finally acknowledged my presence....
Oh we'll have such fun times together....
Aldritch....
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Al woke up in a jolt, sweating heavily and hyperventilating. Was it just a nightmare? Al switched off the alarm and wiped off his sweat as his breathing returned to normal. It was just a nightmare. Al stood up and checked the calendar, it was Saturday morning, so he had no classes, oh how fortunate was he. He went downstairs and greeted his foster parents good morning as he got his usual morning routine done; eating breakfast, brushing his teeth, taking a bath, and getting dressed. Today, he wore a red shirt, a black long sleeved coat, his fingerless gloves, a pair of black pants, and a pair of boots. Al then sat on his bed after finishing his morning routine, still thinking of his nightmare. It was the ninth time he had this nightmare for this week, these include the times he had been sleeping at school. Seeing the same nightmare everyday isn't something normal, this worried Al a bit, but hey, it's just a nightmare, so Al just disregarded it and thought of what to do for the weekend instead.
Al sighed, bored as hell. Taking a look at his window, he had thought of actually going out for once, even though the last time he went out he got beaten up by thugs, Al still went for it. He took a walk outside, it was fairly quiet, much like the usual everyday on his neighborhood. Then he thought of grabbing some groceries, yes, Al thought of buying snacks, he had enough money with him to buy snacks than may suit him for the week, so he went ahead and decided to go to the grocery even though grabbing groceries always turns into something bad for Al. He then went to the subway and rode the next train headed to his destination.
Upon reaching the grocery, he then took a look at the snacks section straight away. "Hmm... Which one should I choose?..." Al whispered to himself as he took a look at the variety of choices. "Grab some potato chips, It's hella tasty." A voice whispered to him, somehow, it sounded familiar. "Heh, great suggest...ion...." Al said as he turned around, minimizing his voice upon realizing that he all alone in that area. Was he hearing things? That's highly possible considering all the supernatural shit he sees everyday on his school. Al shook his head and then proceeded to grab some potato chips even though he had second thoughts. After taking a few more items, he finished his grocery and decided to return home, still thinking of the mysterious voice he had heard while grabbing the chips out of the shelf.
On his way home, he was thinking to himself. Was he being haunted by a ghost? Is he starting to turn crazy? Or was it just a pigment of his imagination? Questions filled his mind as it was the fist time it ever happened to him. As his mind was occupied at the moment, he had no idea that someone was actually following him, until that someone bumped him, causing all his groceries to fall down on the ground. It's like de javu all of a sudden. He was pretty sure this had happened before. "What the fuck!?" Al exclaimed as he turned around. To his surprise, the man to bumped him was someone familiar, someone he was sure that he had seen before. The man had bandage wrapped around the top of his head, covering one of his ears, it was the man which ear he had bit off once. "Got a problem?" The man growled as about twenty or more men behind him started stretching and crunching their knuckles. "Remember me? I'm glad I saw you come out of the subway, guess what, I bought more friends with me this time"
"Where's your friend now? Lucky you he helped you last time, now you're good as dead." He said as he crunched his neck by tilting it to the left. The friend he was talking about would most definitely be Kai, but he was right, he was only able to fend himself with Kai's help, now no one's there to help him unless another person miraculously would come to save him again, which is highly unlikely. Then, it felt to him like time just slowed down. The man stepped on his food, the food which he had bought, and squished them with his dirty feet. "Got a problem? Huh? You pale bitch." Al growled furiously, this man is obviously pissing him off intentionally, and he is doing a wonderful job at doing so. He was about to charge him with a punch when suddenly, the same voice he heard from earlier spoke to him. "I'll take of these bitches, go have some rest for now." Al felt weak as the same voice from earlier spoke, he was slowly starting to fall asleep. "Who-...." Then, in that moment, Al blanked out. "Finally! Some fresh air!"
"G'day gents! Mind a cup of tea first?" Clearly, it was Al speaking, but the tone of his voice changed drastically, it was of a higher pitch with a faint echo for every word he says. "What the hell? Go fuck yourself!" The man with bandages exclaimed. "Fine then. Mind if give you an ass whopping instead?" Al jumped at the man, landing and riding at his shoulders as he pinned him down to the ground face first. "Sleep for now will ya? I'll come back for you later." Al said as he then headbutted the man causing him to fall unconscious. "Now!" Al said as he stood and turned around at the thugs "Who should I start with?" Al then laughed maniacally, though a lot more intimidating with his current devilish tone. Simultaneously, the thugs charged at him, raising theirs pipes, bats, and knives
Al headbutted one, causing him to fall unconscious as he elbowed one that's trying to take a swing at him from the right. "People! I can understand the enthusiasm. But please! One by one! I can sign autographs all day. Geeze." Al exclaimed as he made a haymaker at one of the thugs. His movements were a lot more spontaneous than before. He then backhanded a thug on his back and kicked the groin of the one on his front. One of them attempted to charge towards Al with a steel pipe, in one swift move, Al was able to take the pipe out of his hands and pin him down. Al would then throw the pipe at his back, hitting another thug. "Tsk tsk tsk, didn't you know that's dangerous?" After a few moments of fighting, he stood on a pile of unconscious thugs. Al spat and wiped his face, taking a look at the blood from the wound on his lips. "Heh... Al would be mad at me for doing this to his body..."
Just then, the man with bandages on his head woke up, petrified after seeing Al stepping on one of thugs. "Oh! Good morning sunshine! Woke up just in time! Shall we have a talk?" The man hastily tried to stand up, but Al jumped towards him and pinned him back down. "Please don't bother my dear friend Aldritch again. Or else, rather than loosing an ear. I dunno, you might end up loosing your head next time." The man nodded hastily as Al released him from the pin and proceeded to scamper away. Al shook his head with a grin on his face. He then took a look at his wrist as if he's looking at an imaginary watch. "Eh... Time to return his body I guess..."
Al would slowly gain conscience. "Wha..." Confused, Al took a look around. Every single thug was down on the floor. He then felt a sting on his lip, as he wiped it, he saw blood on his hand. "What exactly happened?" Al thought to himself. "No need to thank me." It was that voice again, still, there was no one around other than the pile of unconscious thugs. "Who the hell?" Al asked. Yep, he turned crazy, talking to a voice in his head. "Doesn't matter. So, how did you like my job? Crazy isn't it?" Said the voice as Al walked around the pile of bodies, making sure that none of them were the one talking. "I didn't kill any of them so don't worry. Where would the fun be? I want to see you be the one to kill someone." Said the voice, clearly entertained. "Why would I even do that?" Killing isn't really something Al is a fan of, hurting someone badly, yes, that's something he can do, but killing? Nope. "Oh. It'll happen someday. But that's not what matters right now. Answer my question, how was my job? Did I do good?" Al scratched the back of his neck. He's clearly turning nuts. "Great... I guess? What even happened?" Al said with hesitation, hesitating whether or not should he keep talking with the voice."Wonderful! Let's just say that I borrowed your body to perform the act of ass whopping. I promise you, it'll be the first and last time I'll do this, unless you want me to do it again."
Al took a closer look at his body, surprisingly, he was barely touched except from some tolerable pain he can feel on a few parts of his body. "I know right? It's Awesome. I'm glad you liked it." Al grinned and snickered. "I'm turning mad... Shit..." Al said as he rubbed his face and tugged his hair. "Don't worry, you're not going crazy. I'm as real as I can be. In a world where there are fire breathing people, it's just natural to have a voice in your head" Al took a deep breath and exhaled. Why is this happening. "You've finally acknowledged my presence, and all it took was taking over your body for a few minutes. Now we can be best buddies!" Said the voice with a forced sweet tone, only making it a lot scarier.
"Tell me, what the hell are you?" Al asked. "I'd rather not tell you, you might freak out. I don't want a friend of mine to freak out." Said the voice in Al's head. "Alright then, who am I kidding. I'm a demon." The voice said as if it was normal. "W-what? Fuck... Shit..." Hearing and talking to a demon is always a bad idea, even just the thought itself scared Al. Why is is he talking to a demon? What? That's the least thing Al expected the voice in his head to be. He'd rather be crazy than having to deal with this shit. "Oh don't worry. I won't posses you or something, hehe... again." Said the voice sarcastically. Al's eye began twitching, obviously, it's time to panic. "What do you want from me? Are going to eat my soul or something?" He asked with a feint voice. "Ahhh, no, not at all. Consider me as a... good demon... yes! I'm here to help you." Al shook his head, he knew better. "Dealing with demons is sketchy business, there's always something in return." "Oh, nothing at all." Said the voice. But in reality, he's trying to corrupt Al and send him to the fiery furnace which is hell. "Alright... fine then. Sounds promising enough" "Oh how wonderful! Not only did you acknowledge my presence but even allowed me to talk to you!"
"Okay, okay! Can you please stop talking too much!?" Al exclaimed as it's really starting to annoy him with all the nonstop talking. At this point, he's not worried if he's turning crazy, but instead, he's worried that he'll never get peace and quiet ever again. "Alright then. Enough talking. Hurry home now before your parents get worried. Oh and uhh.. just tell them you tripped or something and got that wound on your lips." And so, Al went home with his new friend... er.... annoyance.
"Oh Al, how easy are you to please...."
"Were you saying something?"
"Oh nothing! It was just your imagination. Hehe..."
(OOC: For you confused reader; The voice [demon] is actually due to his ability item which allows him to speak to the demon inside him which I plan to apply to a Qi later on. So from now on a voice in his head would accompany Al in his future threads. Also, don't think too much, just treat it like his alternate personality.)
(Having stats would be most preferred, specifically con, any stat would do tbh. But toally up to ya. Also, sorry for the whole bunch of dialogues, it pains for me to see all the reds and greens myself.)
(TOTAL WORD COUNT: 2038)
You've finally acknowledged my presence....
Oh we'll have such fun times together....
Aldritch....
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Al woke up in a jolt, sweating heavily and hyperventilating. Was it just a nightmare? Al switched off the alarm and wiped off his sweat as his breathing returned to normal. It was just a nightmare. Al stood up and checked the calendar, it was Saturday morning, so he had no classes, oh how fortunate was he. He went downstairs and greeted his foster parents good morning as he got his usual morning routine done; eating breakfast, brushing his teeth, taking a bath, and getting dressed. Today, he wore a red shirt, a black long sleeved coat, his fingerless gloves, a pair of black pants, and a pair of boots. Al then sat on his bed after finishing his morning routine, still thinking of his nightmare. It was the ninth time he had this nightmare for this week, these include the times he had been sleeping at school. Seeing the same nightmare everyday isn't something normal, this worried Al a bit, but hey, it's just a nightmare, so Al just disregarded it and thought of what to do for the weekend instead.
Al sighed, bored as hell. Taking a look at his window, he had thought of actually going out for once, even though the last time he went out he got beaten up by thugs, Al still went for it. He took a walk outside, it was fairly quiet, much like the usual everyday on his neighborhood. Then he thought of grabbing some groceries, yes, Al thought of buying snacks, he had enough money with him to buy snacks than may suit him for the week, so he went ahead and decided to go to the grocery even though grabbing groceries always turns into something bad for Al. He then went to the subway and rode the next train headed to his destination.
Upon reaching the grocery, he then took a look at the snacks section straight away. "Hmm... Which one should I choose?..." Al whispered to himself as he took a look at the variety of choices. "Grab some potato chips, It's hella tasty." A voice whispered to him, somehow, it sounded familiar. "Heh, great suggest...ion...." Al said as he turned around, minimizing his voice upon realizing that he all alone in that area. Was he hearing things? That's highly possible considering all the supernatural shit he sees everyday on his school. Al shook his head and then proceeded to grab some potato chips even though he had second thoughts. After taking a few more items, he finished his grocery and decided to return home, still thinking of the mysterious voice he had heard while grabbing the chips out of the shelf.
On his way home, he was thinking to himself. Was he being haunted by a ghost? Is he starting to turn crazy? Or was it just a pigment of his imagination? Questions filled his mind as it was the fist time it ever happened to him. As his mind was occupied at the moment, he had no idea that someone was actually following him, until that someone bumped him, causing all his groceries to fall down on the ground. It's like de javu all of a sudden. He was pretty sure this had happened before. "What the fuck!?" Al exclaimed as he turned around. To his surprise, the man to bumped him was someone familiar, someone he was sure that he had seen before. The man had bandage wrapped around the top of his head, covering one of his ears, it was the man which ear he had bit off once. "Got a problem?" The man growled as about twenty or more men behind him started stretching and crunching their knuckles. "Remember me? I'm glad I saw you come out of the subway, guess what, I bought more friends with me this time"
"Where's your friend now? Lucky you he helped you last time, now you're good as dead." He said as he crunched his neck by tilting it to the left. The friend he was talking about would most definitely be Kai, but he was right, he was only able to fend himself with Kai's help, now no one's there to help him unless another person miraculously would come to save him again, which is highly unlikely. Then, it felt to him like time just slowed down. The man stepped on his food, the food which he had bought, and squished them with his dirty feet. "Got a problem? Huh? You pale bitch." Al growled furiously, this man is obviously pissing him off intentionally, and he is doing a wonderful job at doing so. He was about to charge him with a punch when suddenly, the same voice he heard from earlier spoke to him. "I'll take of these bitches, go have some rest for now." Al felt weak as the same voice from earlier spoke, he was slowly starting to fall asleep. "Who-...." Then, in that moment, Al blanked out. "Finally! Some fresh air!"
"G'day gents! Mind a cup of tea first?" Clearly, it was Al speaking, but the tone of his voice changed drastically, it was of a higher pitch with a faint echo for every word he says. "What the hell? Go fuck yourself!" The man with bandages exclaimed. "Fine then. Mind if give you an ass whopping instead?" Al jumped at the man, landing and riding at his shoulders as he pinned him down to the ground face first. "Sleep for now will ya? I'll come back for you later." Al said as he then headbutted the man causing him to fall unconscious. "Now!" Al said as he stood and turned around at the thugs "Who should I start with?" Al then laughed maniacally, though a lot more intimidating with his current devilish tone. Simultaneously, the thugs charged at him, raising theirs pipes, bats, and knives
Al headbutted one, causing him to fall unconscious as he elbowed one that's trying to take a swing at him from the right. "People! I can understand the enthusiasm. But please! One by one! I can sign autographs all day. Geeze." Al exclaimed as he made a haymaker at one of the thugs. His movements were a lot more spontaneous than before. He then backhanded a thug on his back and kicked the groin of the one on his front. One of them attempted to charge towards Al with a steel pipe, in one swift move, Al was able to take the pipe out of his hands and pin him down. Al would then throw the pipe at his back, hitting another thug. "Tsk tsk tsk, didn't you know that's dangerous?" After a few moments of fighting, he stood on a pile of unconscious thugs. Al spat and wiped his face, taking a look at the blood from the wound on his lips. "Heh... Al would be mad at me for doing this to his body..."
Just then, the man with bandages on his head woke up, petrified after seeing Al stepping on one of thugs. "Oh! Good morning sunshine! Woke up just in time! Shall we have a talk?" The man hastily tried to stand up, but Al jumped towards him and pinned him back down. "Please don't bother my dear friend Aldritch again. Or else, rather than loosing an ear. I dunno, you might end up loosing your head next time." The man nodded hastily as Al released him from the pin and proceeded to scamper away. Al shook his head with a grin on his face. He then took a look at his wrist as if he's looking at an imaginary watch. "Eh... Time to return his body I guess..."
Al would slowly gain conscience. "Wha..." Confused, Al took a look around. Every single thug was down on the floor. He then felt a sting on his lip, as he wiped it, he saw blood on his hand. "What exactly happened?" Al thought to himself. "No need to thank me." It was that voice again, still, there was no one around other than the pile of unconscious thugs. "Who the hell?" Al asked. Yep, he turned crazy, talking to a voice in his head. "Doesn't matter. So, how did you like my job? Crazy isn't it?" Said the voice as Al walked around the pile of bodies, making sure that none of them were the one talking. "I didn't kill any of them so don't worry. Where would the fun be? I want to see you be the one to kill someone." Said the voice, clearly entertained. "Why would I even do that?" Killing isn't really something Al is a fan of, hurting someone badly, yes, that's something he can do, but killing? Nope. "Oh. It'll happen someday. But that's not what matters right now. Answer my question, how was my job? Did I do good?" Al scratched the back of his neck. He's clearly turning nuts. "Great... I guess? What even happened?" Al said with hesitation, hesitating whether or not should he keep talking with the voice."Wonderful! Let's just say that I borrowed your body to perform the act of ass whopping. I promise you, it'll be the first and last time I'll do this, unless you want me to do it again."
Al took a closer look at his body, surprisingly, he was barely touched except from some tolerable pain he can feel on a few parts of his body. "I know right? It's Awesome. I'm glad you liked it." Al grinned and snickered. "I'm turning mad... Shit..." Al said as he rubbed his face and tugged his hair. "Don't worry, you're not going crazy. I'm as real as I can be. In a world where there are fire breathing people, it's just natural to have a voice in your head" Al took a deep breath and exhaled. Why is this happening. "You've finally acknowledged my presence, and all it took was taking over your body for a few minutes. Now we can be best buddies!" Said the voice with a forced sweet tone, only making it a lot scarier.
"Tell me, what the hell are you?" Al asked. "I'd rather not tell you, you might freak out. I don't want a friend of mine to freak out." Said the voice in Al's head. "Alright then, who am I kidding. I'm a demon." The voice said as if it was normal. "W-what? Fuck... Shit..." Hearing and talking to a demon is always a bad idea, even just the thought itself scared Al. Why is is he talking to a demon? What? That's the least thing Al expected the voice in his head to be. He'd rather be crazy than having to deal with this shit. "Oh don't worry. I won't posses you or something, hehe... again." Said the voice sarcastically. Al's eye began twitching, obviously, it's time to panic. "What do you want from me? Are going to eat my soul or something?" He asked with a feint voice. "Ahhh, no, not at all. Consider me as a... good demon... yes! I'm here to help you." Al shook his head, he knew better. "Dealing with demons is sketchy business, there's always something in return." "Oh, nothing at all." Said the voice. But in reality, he's trying to corrupt Al and send him to the fiery furnace which is hell. "Alright... fine then. Sounds promising enough" "Oh how wonderful! Not only did you acknowledge my presence but even allowed me to talk to you!"
"Okay, okay! Can you please stop talking too much!?" Al exclaimed as it's really starting to annoy him with all the nonstop talking. At this point, he's not worried if he's turning crazy, but instead, he's worried that he'll never get peace and quiet ever again. "Alright then. Enough talking. Hurry home now before your parents get worried. Oh and uhh.. just tell them you tripped or something and got that wound on your lips." And so, Al went home with his new friend... er.... annoyance.
"Oh Al, how easy are you to please...."
"Were you saying something?"
"Oh nothing! It was just your imagination. Hehe..."
(OOC: For you confused reader; The voice [demon] is actually due to his ability item which allows him to speak to the demon inside him which I plan to apply to a Qi later on. So from now on a voice in his head would accompany Al in his future threads. Also, don't think too much, just treat it like his alternate personality.)
(Having stats would be most preferred, specifically con, any stat would do tbh. But toally up to ya. Also, sorry for the whole bunch of dialogues, it pains for me to see all the reds and greens myself.)
(TOTAL WORD COUNT: 2038)
Al saMADE BY MINNIE OF FTS & GANGNAM STYLE
