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  1. Morrigan

    Foreshadowing

    As Elizabeth floated in the soundless dark her body felt weightless like she was submerged in water though everything was clear. Or clear enough through the dark sticky hot water. Blood. She knew that's what it was. The insurmountable amount of blood that she had spilt over the years of being a sociopath. She thought there would be more then this. Too bad. Through the darkness there was nothing. Just Elizabeth and the blood. It was strangely serene. She couldn't help but revel in the calm the blood brought her. Just like when she heard the screams, her body quickly relaxing like having a deep tissue massage. Blood... it was heaven. Elizabeth was in heaven. All heavens had a flaw though, didn't they? There had to be something wrong with this place. Something that made it unbearable. Something that made this place hell. What would it be though? Out of the darkness Elizabeth saw an orange light. Quickly, it began to float toward her. As it got closer the color changed to purple, then green, then red. The red was not a normal red, accented by the blood around it. It's strange pallor almost made it pink as it slowly seeped into the blackness like blood into veins illuminating a bizarre scene in front of her. At first the scene was beautiful, it was Dexter and Elizabeth holding each other intimately. She almost smiled, she looked almost happy there. The feeling was foreign to her so the comfort made her feel good about this. Dexter in her life was a good thing. Beginning to smile at that thought the scene changed as the other Elizabeth and Dexter pulled away from each other and climbed calmly onto their metal slabs reaching out to hold each others hands. The straps appeared on both of them in a blink of an eye even as they held hands. What happened next startled Elizabeth as what she was expecting was herself to either break free from the table and run away from that intimacy or for herself to come and prepare to kill them both. It wasn't her though... “Dexter?” she muttered into the soundlessness. The Dangerous Dexter looked up to her with that wicked grin she had seen in her kill room. Calmly he placed a finger to his lips to indicate for her to be quiet before he continued toward the pair. Sadly all she could do was watch as the Dangerous Dexter shushed his slabbed counterpart, similarly to how he had done with her a moment ago, while holding a gleaming blade behind his back. Dangerous Dexter turned to the slabbed happy Liz and they stared at each other a moment. Dangerous Dexter leaned over and placed a small affectionate kiss on the slabbed Elizabeth's lips before plunging the hidden knife into her heart. The action made the floating Elizabeth push onto the ground in startled outrage a scream of no sound erupting from her lips as she swam for the surface of the blood to get away from Dexter. Elizabeth looked back to the scene and both Dexter's seemed to be free and both looked to her before they began to chase her. Elizabeth's eyes widened as she continued to try and get away, the large smiles on both of their faces making her heart pound in her ears. The blood keeping her firmly planted in place they Dexter's drew nearer. Elizabeth took a deep breath in the blood attempting to fill her lungs..... Suddenly Elizabeth's feet were released from the ground of the darkness. The Panic and sensation of drowning overwhelming her as the Dexter's reached for her feet. Suddenly the darkness was replaced with a painful light in Elizabeth's eyes and a sharp stabbing pain in her shoulder. The ability to breath overwhelming her as she took in a breath, the pain ebbing as she regained control of her body and tried to figure out where she was. Where was she again? Dexter's.... It explained the sharp pain in her shoulder from falling out of the bath, there was probably a shard of glass in it. Rolling over to lay on her back Elizabeth stared up at the blinding light taking deep breaths to control her breathing. Dexter was out to get her. Dexter was out to get her..... Dexter was out to get her and he was working on her killing ground! He was going to get her thrown in jail. She couldn't go to jail but she couldn't kill Dexter either. She's not strong enough. What to do? What could she do? Elizabeth looked around the room frantically for anything... everything. Quickly she decided she would leave. She had to get out of there. If she stayed any longer then the police would be knocking on the door ready to bring her in. He was going to get her. That's what that dream meant. He was like the rest. And if he was like the rest.... he'd end up like the rest. Quickly Elizabeth scrambled to her feet avoiding the glass shards that were spread across the floor. Moving quickly she grabbed her clothes pulling them on as she left Dexter's apartment. When she was ready Dexter would be the net person on her slab.
  2. Elizabeth panted as she sat in the corner, her knees pulled up to her chest, her hands on her face as she began to calm down. She slowly brought her bloodied hands over her choppy brown hair as she took a deep breath and looked up to the ceiling. She felt so amazing right then. Her entire body tingling with the triumph of a fresh kill. It was like sex to the veteran serial killer. Elizabeth relaxed where she was for a while, leaning her head back and closing her tired eyes. She was exhausted. Her profession was extremely exhausting but the way she felt right then made it all worth it. Nothing compared to the sensation of torturing a fellow human being, listening to them suffer, before you took the mortality that wasn't yours to take. It was an exhilaration that nothing had ever rivaled for her. She doubted anything ever would either. After a few minutes had passed, her body began to relax, the adrenaline ebbing in her system, her body beginning to shut down from the long days of torture and lack of food. It was when her eyes closed for a few minutes that Elizabeth knew she needed to get up and move before she passed out from sleep deprivation. She didn't sleep well as it was, her mind always working when she hadn't experienced a kill in a while, and when she took someone in to murder she stayed awake for days enjoying the every waking moment that she can. Elizabeth quickly ran her hands over her disheveled hair to push it out of her face. The action was not worth the effort as the dried blood just forced it back into her face. With a groan of displeasure she pushed herself off of the floor to begin the process of cleaning up after herself. Each of her tools, even the unused ones, were placed into a bucket of bleach water. First check mark was done. Next was collecting the evidence that they could use against her when they found the body. She liked to believe they always found the body. She clipped his nails. Shaved every part of his body. Washed him down with bleach. Propped him against the wall while she cleaned up everything else. Elizabeth sat and scrubbed for hours. She started in a corner and scrubbed. She used a small brush and was careful to include everything. Not just the things she knew she had touched but the things she didn't know if she had touched them. The chipped paint cupboards. The sink. The floor, the walls. Everything was carefully scrubbed and rinsed with her yellow gloved hands. It had been hours but for all she knew it could have been days by the time she reached her corpse. He was so beautiful without one of his eyes. It was so sad that she couldn't leave him in his canvas state. The blood that had smeared his body earlier in that day made him look majestic to her. Now he was a blank canvas again and she couldn't repaint him. Elizabeth gave the man a halfhearted smile before she moved to lift him. He was so much heavier now that he was dead, even though he was ten pounds lighter then when she had tugged him down the stairs. Dragging him back up the stairs was a task in itself. Once it was done and he was in his shallow grave miles away from the place that she had just killed him in, she felt the relief that overcame her when she was almost done with her job. She quietly turned and lifted the shovel beginning to methodically cover the man with fresh dirt, the soft crunching sound soothing her tight muscles as she worked. Elizabeth returned to the home and continued to clean. There was always so much to clean after she did her job. The stairs were next. Then the hallways, the rooms. Everything had to be cleaned. No trace that she was ever there could be left. She couldn't be found because she was careless. When Elizabeth was done she walked outside to the hose. She took the scrub pad and bleach to her own body. She scrubbed until her skin began to burn. She still felt dirty, like she had forgotten something but she knew that was how she always felt after a good kill. She got dressed in her fresh replacement clothing after throwing the discarded remnants and trash into her trunk. Finally she was ready to go home. Elizabeth slid into her car and pulled away from the rickety abandoned home in the middle of nowhere, and began towards her home in Miami.
  3. So I am a geek that is behind on the times... by a lot. I've been hearing jokes for years about the number two being the meaning of life the universe and everything! Well I'm here to tell you guys one big thing: YOU ARE ALL LIARS!!!!! Liars and meaners!!!! I finished reading The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy today (yes I finally finished it, you may start a party) just to find out that 42 isn't the answer to life the universe and everything LIARS!!!!! It is the ultimate answer which has no ultimate question!!! You are so mean to me! *sniffles a lot before getting over that* OH YEAH! Worse still? Something else to make me depressed and envious for a day, or twenty or FOREVER! My friend Kyo is going to see John Barrowman live. I swooned the moment that he told me. I know the man is gay, trust me I know, but that doesn't mean he's any less awesome. In fact that probably makes him into the perfect man. Other developments and things that were of interest today? Well I knew that I would love my world even more but slowly it comes together with each day of putting it together I wish I could live in my strange menagerie of species on of fantasy and steampunk! Well maybe if I get the story written then I can live in my own world but for now I enjoy creating it. My brother is trying to talk me into a long standing war between siblings story. I'm tempted by it but I'm still not sure yet. I think part of my decision will be on what main characters I choose. I didn't get much web-coding done today.... I'm trying to remember why but I really have no excuse. I mean I didn't even play American McGee's. I think it might be, in part, due to the fact that I was mildly distracted with a few images, thoughts about my next webcomic reading Hitchhiker's Guide and thinking a lot about my story. I did get a few things done today, I fixed the shoutbox on the wootflakes forum, I made a bunch of buttons and things and will probably continue to make more. Also, I have a strong belief that I code better when I'm tired and since I've not been tired all day I didn't code, now that it is time for bed I might get something productive done. We will see.... Yes we will see. Well played brain of mine, well played. Well I think that's all the mad mumblings for this evening. Until next time dearest people that don't actually read my blog but like to look at pictures of me. Hope you're having a spectacular day!
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