For the Louu!
Color: Barbie pink. Because it’s Louis.
Smell: Dry and spicy with a hint of menthol and peony.
Bodily function: expelling, discharge, emission – any of several bodily processes by which substances go out of the body.
Injury: ‘Artistic’ mutilation.
Method of suicide: Laughing to death while also stabbing oneself repeatedly for g…[Read more]
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Another erased page of rambling, another few hastily typed out words quickly erased and replaced with more. More desperation. More uncanny, nervous energy, confused and bumbling through the poking of a screen to make sense of something with no evidence of that something ever having made sense in the first place.
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Lou was sitting in the hallway of Colman’s house, right between the kitchen and the dining room. His phone’s battery nearly emptied on all the photos he’d taken of himself. His face, his hands, his crudely healed near-hollow of a belly. Ribs that twisted and wrapped around his chest far too prominently to be any kind of healthy. He looked like…[Read more]
i keep getting that feeling you get under your fingernails
like something trying to push up through the nail
that happens a lot here
i can’t see anyone but i know they’re here
someone is
ssleeping has turned into a nightmare again
a hell worse than life when you live countless other ones with your eyes closed
why am i…[Read more]
((*Pretty dark topic(s) warning!*
This is the (often dark) rambling typings of the character Louis Veda Schwarts, and the thoughts and whatnot are only Lou’s, not mine!))
*Louis opens up a tiny Word-esque app on his phone, while sitting/leaning against a tree in some kind of odd rain-not-rain fog and types in between zoning-out and…[Read more]
How does your character deal with ..
Sadness:
Lou attempts to push through the things that make him sad, or hide the feeling by not thinking about it until it gets to the point where he can’t ignore it, usually. Then he usually locks himself in his boat, or avoids everyone/everything until he finds something else to cover that feeling…[Read more]
Never done one of these for Lou, and since he’s busy being lost in a forest while I wait for RL to stop sucking..! 8D
What’s your character’s greatest achievement?
Keeping his business under the radar, and looking/acting completely ‘normal’ for 39 years now!
What is their idea of perfect happiness?
An (insert weapon) in his face, getting sta…[Read more]
