Don't Let It DieIt was quiet. Very quiet. That's how it always was around here. When the skies become black. And the world falls still.Don't Let It Die by Shin-Fei
Night they call it. The time that everyone goes to bed.
How nice that must be.
The white color of the labratory darkened by the recent nightfall. The shadows danced upon what little moonlight came from the windows. All the scientists, doctors and nurses had left for the evening. Leaving behind the patients that lived within. For them there was no other kind of life.
Eat, sleep, experiments.
Whatever the doctors and scientists said to do, they did it. No choice.
One of the patients was still awake. A young lady with fiery red hair flowing to her shoulders. She had pale skin and two different colored eyes. One was blue. The other red. Due to experimentation. Both eyes however had slits in them. Either they were always like that, or it was also a result of experimentation. No one seemed to remember which.
There she sat upon the bed. The only outfit sh
Demyx's RevengeDemyx opened Axel's door with enough force to tear down a building. "How DARE you." he said menacingly. Axel was lying on his bed, in nothing but a pair of boxers, reading a book when he looked up.Demyx's Revenge by DR4WNOUT
"How dare I what?" He asked casually. Demyx practically ran to the foot of his bed, stopping to put his hands on his hips.
"You know what you did. You borrowed my copy of Chain Of Memories without me asking. Now I came back to get it." Axel did nothing but laugh.
"Well it wasn't me." He said, but Demyx had already jumped on top of him, practically smothering the guy.
"Oh really, then maybe I'll just tickle you to death." Demyx said evilly. Plunging his fingers into Axel's bare underarm. Demyx smiled as he manipulated his flesh, but Axel just sat there, with almost a disappointed look on his face.
"Dude, I'm not ticklish. That won't work." Axel grinned, knowing the rocker had nothing else.
"Then maybe this will make you talk." Demyx grinned as he opened his mouth wide, winder than
You're a planner. You'd carefully plot each murder, and carry it out methodically. You'll kill them in one location and move them to another later, and you'll study up your forensic science. The good news is, you're much harder to catch. The reason for your killing is simple: you're delusional. You'll go absolutely bonkers and in your insane fantasies, you'll come up with a reason why someone must die. This is good, though. Visionary serial killers wind up in mental institutions, not on Death Row.
(Yup. That sounds about right. lol. Good thing I'm not a killer ^w^ )