Wounded Lips, and Salted Cheeks (Trin/Az) Nov 30, 2014 21:04:16 GMT -6
Post by 愛 S I D D E H 愛 on Nov 30, 2014 21:04:16 GMT -6
P A R A N O I A
Wanna hear your beating heart tonight
Wanna hear my beating heart one last time.
Treading the valley of Lostmoor in death was strange. Even stranger that the beings that resided in her mind as she was alive were now visible. Each taking on their own ghastly forms. Delusion, Dolly, and Paranoia herself. The former light queen could hear them bickering. Delusion's form was massive compared to the former perlino mare. Her opaque bodice shimmered beneath the skies. There were plenty of other royals here with her, though she spent most of her time with her three personas. A wonder to watch them, and hear them argue. Dolly was a smaller mare than even herself. However, whatever step she took they mimicked. It was like having mirrors constantly. Her bodice moved, though she could feel nothing. Emotions ran rampant, and fluttered wildly in these times. Thoughts of her son Azeroth plagued her hours. Delusion had been the cause of her death. The Harbringers had murdered Delusion while he controlled the mare's mind. The nymph sighed as she swiveled her head. At least they didn't copy every movement she made. Just the steps she took.
The hisses in low tones coming from the masculine voice that plagued her life. Dolly's voice was high pitched, and they argued over whether or not asking her to move. Dolly was content in this position, her own bodice shimmering like Paranoia's was. The vixen sighed, hoping she could get silence at some point. It was easier when she only had to deal with one of them, instead of both. "Both of you need to shut your mouths. I can't even hear myself think, not that you have ever helped me there. I'm sick of you both." Paranoia hissed towards her counterparts. The approach of someone instantly hushed all of them. Her opaque cranium swiveled to point. A white, and decorated creature entered their vision. Delusion hissing in recognition while Dolly squealed. Para could only assume that meant this approaching, white figure was Azeroth. A sudden pang of anxiety surged her consciousness. Had he been killed too? Or worse, joined her out of sadness? Paranoia stared, waiting for him to say something. Though her patience wore thin quickly. Dealing with Dolly, and Delusion both for eternity was already wearing on her mind. "Az?" She uttered. Dolly's squeals further confirmed her belief that this was their son.
"Who the fuck else would come and visit us? The Harbringers? Nirvana?" Delusion hissed at her. Para ignored him, too focused on the approaching ivory figure. "Of course it is! Shut your mouth you brat!" Dolly roared back, and Para lost her patience once more. "Shut up! Both of you. You're both annoying together." Paranoia spat once more. They all grew hushed once more.