Nightmares

Dec. 27th, 2016 09:19 pm
colonelcannibal: Ives (Manifest Destiny)
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 *Ives is a frightening man, even to his friends. It's a good thing that he does in fact want to make friends in his way. If he didn't . . . well, there would be that many more dead people in the world.

*Said friends know this, of course. He has found in his long life that honesty makes for better friendships. Which may explain why people he is friendly towards tend to have more nightmares than the average.

*Nightmares like this . . .*

Thank you for starting!

Date: 2017-01-04 04:47 am (UTC)
isak_cederstrom: ([Listening - Suspicious/BW])
From: [personal profile] isak_cederstrom
Isak shivers, a strange feeling for his Nordic blood and body. Not much can make his body quiver like it is, but he's unable to control it now. The howling wind unsettles him, filling his ears and his mind until he's barely able to hear his own thoughts. He's staring at the fading flickers of flame, jumping when he hears a familiar voice speaking through the darkness. It sounds far, almost like it's through water. He glances around and squints, trying to locate its source. He knows the voice. He's heard it before.

"Who's there?" he asks, still squinting. The paltry light from the fire is barely more than a matchstick's worth. "Hello?"

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Date: 2017-01-06 01:43 am (UTC)
isak_cederstrom: ([Dejected])
From: [personal profile] isak_cederstrom
Where the sight of Ives would have normally felt more comforting, Isak finds that the surprising appearance is alarming. He feels a sudden sense of dread wash over him as a cold trickle of sweat runs down his spine. As if on cue, he wraps his arms around himself a bit more tightly, like it's going to protect him somehow.

"N-no, I have not," Isak replies in a voice that doesn't sound like his own. Whose voice is he using? "I am so hungry," he continues, now sounding a bit like a whining child. He can see shadows lurching in places they shouldn't be, can see faces where there are none. Or so he hopes.

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Date: 2017-01-20 06:59 am (UTC)
isak_cederstrom: ([O RLY? - Suspicious AF])
From: [personal profile] isak_cederstrom
"You want me to help you?" Isak replies, confusion washing over his features. The mere mention of a spit-roast has his stomach gurgling and roaring in ways that don't seem humanly possible. A pang of hunger stabs his torso, a shudder quickly following. "A spit-roast sounds good," he says before he can stop himself. He doesn't like where this is going.

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Date: 2017-01-25 02:33 am (UTC)
isak_cederstrom: ([WTF?/TF? - Ah Shit!/Snake])
From: [personal profile] isak_cederstrom
Isak blinks, completely lost. It's like he can see images of him roasting over the fire above Ives' head, like he's peering into the man's thoughts somehow. There's panic flashing over his face, and he tries to get up from where he's sitting, but his legs don't seem to work. He can't get his footing, continually stumbling towards what he thinks is the exit for the cave. But for as much as he clamors, he makes no headway. He isn't inching any closer, despite all of his efforts.

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Date: 2017-01-27 04:44 am (UTC)
isak_cederstrom: ([WTF?/TF?])
From: [personal profile] isak_cederstrom
Isak yelps at the feeling of a hand on his shoulder. No, it feels more like a vice underneath a car -- it's heavy and piercing all at once, and it makes him cry out -- only, there's no sound. For as much as he tries, he cannot get himself to scream. He tries to break free, tries to wrangle himself out of Ives' grasp, but it's impossible. His limbs won't respond the way he wants them to. He feels like he's suffocating, and he finally has to open his mouth to take a desperate gasp of air.

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Date: 2017-02-01 07:17 pm (UTC)
isak_cederstrom: ([WTF?/TF? - Ah Shit!/Snake])
From: [personal profile] isak_cederstrom
Isak tries to scream again, this time with all of his might, but to no avail. There's no sound coming out of him, and he isn't sure how he's even still alive given the fact that he's now been impaled. There's a wash of pain, but it's not nearly as excruciating as it should be, he thinks. He feels exhausted, like he hasn't known what sleep is for months. His eyes are frantic, moving this way and that, but they can't seem to make out anything of significance. It feels like he's paralyzed, trapped within his own body, hyper-aware of everything that's going on but utterly unable to do a thing about it.

Tennyson

Date: 2017-01-03 03:36 am (UTC)
borrowed_time: (Down)
From: [personal profile] borrowed_time
[It really was too cold to be sleeping in her car again but by the time she pulled off the main road, her eyes were burning. She was going to fall asleep at the wheel if she tried to keep going to find a motel. Thankfully, she had a little battery powered space heater and plenty of blankets. So there wasn't any danger of her freezing. As her eyes drooped closed, she was honestly more worried about rogue wildlife or any creepers lurking in the woods she was parked next to.]

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Date: 2017-01-03 06:00 am (UTC)
borrowed_time: (OMG! Shut up!)
From: [personal profile] borrowed_time
[In her dream, her eyes popped open and thanks to dream knowledge, she knew that she was being hunted but she'd thought she'd driven far enough. There was no way he could have caught up to her on foot. With adrenaline pumping through her veins, she scrambled to the front seat to drive off but when she turned the key, there was only the churning nag of a car not turning over.]

No nonononononono! I just got you serviced. Don't do this to me! [She whispered to herself frantically.]

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Date: 2017-01-04 12:01 am (UTC)
borrowed_time: (Take me down)
From: [personal profile] borrowed_time
[She tried one more time to get the damn car to turn over but it was hopeless. Scrambling around the interior, she made sure that all the doors were locked hoping to wait the stranger out until he stepped into the headlights and she was able to see for the first time who it was.]

Colonel? Oh my god! [Tennyson gasped as she hurried from the car and ran over to him. It took seconds for her to miss the comfort of her blankets when the biting wind cut right through her.] What are you doin' out here? You gotta be freezin'?

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Date: 2017-01-04 12:19 am (UTC)
borrowed_time: (Cry)
From: [personal profile] borrowed_time
[What he's saying registers too slowly so when he lunged all she could do was drop and attempt to scramble away. Thankfully, she was small, thin, not starving and borderline frozen so her reflexes didn't fail her even if her sense of self preservation had.]

Colonel! Colonel stop! I can help you!

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Date: 2017-01-04 05:47 pm (UTC)
borrowed_time: (Cry)
From: [personal profile] borrowed_time
[With a scream, she scrambled along the ground until she could get back on her feet. Why hadn't she thought to grab a coat? Why did her stupid car have to fail her now?]

Colonel, please. You don't want to do this. We're friends. We can find you something else until we can find someone really terrible to feed on. You just have to be strong. Please!

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Date: 2017-01-04 08:00 pm (UTC)
miss_bliss: (Default)
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[One moment he was standing a ways from her. The next, she was on the ground again and he was above her. Tennyson flailed her skinny limbs, trying desperately to get him off her but when that wasn't working, she started screaming despite knowing that the chances of anyone else being able to hear her was slim.]

Sorry! Tagging on my phone is the worst!

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Sorry! I thought I had replied to this.

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:)

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I'll check it out!

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