Shop Mobile More Submit  Join Login
About Varied / Hobbyist TineFemale/Belgium Recent Activity
Deviant for 1 Year
Needs Core Membership
Statistics 195 Deviations 4,167 Comments 5,550 Pageviews
×

Newest Deviations

WARNING: SASSY CONTENT :icontiniesttinsel:TiniestTinsel 1 4 REDRAW! (~Meme~ Double Expression Challenge) :icontiniesttinsel:TiniestTinsel 9 4
Literature
Curiosity Saved The Cat
I’d been thinking about life a while ago. At first I thought “Jeez man, that’s really a dying-old-man thought”, but I ended up going through with it anyway.
I was pretty happy with what I’d done up until then, I’ve seen so many amazing places, met so many people all over the world, and found so many secrets, stories, myths that turned out to be truth… I remember how I sat on my windowsill at home, smiling at the thought of all those mysteries I had followed and uncovered over time. It was a rather rare occasion, me being in my own house, since I was travelling all the time in search for new things to discover. I just can’t contain my curiosity.
Sometimes I felt like an addict, chasing some kind of drug-like state of happiness whenever I was out exploring and researching, but at least this was a healthier way of life than injecting stuff in your bloodstream to keep yourself sane. Well, that’s what I keep telling myself every time I r
:iconTiniestTinsel:TiniestTinsel
:icontiniesttinsel:TiniestTinsel 2 2
Literature
The Condemned // 46. Former Feelings
I think with my heart and I move with my head
I open my mouth and it’s something I’ve read
I stood at this door before, I’m told
But a part of me knows that I’m growing too old
Confused what I thought with something I felt
Confuse what I feel with something that’s real
I tried to sell my soul last night
Funny, he wouldn’t even take a bite
Come With Me Now – The Kongos

"You're gonna have to kill me."
I stared at Mark, a blank expression on my face and my jaw slacked. He only stared back, not adding anything else, and I couldn't help but start laughing. The statement itself was so ridiculous, and with the tiredness catching up on me I just couldn’t avoid the fit of laughter from escaping.
Holding my chest lightly I giggled on, glancing at him for a reaction to see the moment where he'd start laughing at his own joke as well, but that moment didn't come. His expression was still the same, now just with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
:iconTiniestTinsel:TiniestTinsel
:icontiniesttinsel:TiniestTinsel 4 7
Cake 'n Candles :icontiniesttinsel:TiniestTinsel 21 14 Foolishly Fancy Fellas :icontiniesttinsel:TiniestTinsel 9 2 FACTS Belgium: A Chibi Overview :icontiniesttinsel:TiniestTinsel 5 4 NomNomNomPear :icontiniesttinsel:TiniestTinsel 5 4 [insert clever movie title idea here] :icontiniesttinsel:TiniestTinsel 13 9 Surprise 'Party' :icontiniesttinsel:TiniestTinsel 58 6 Meet The Artist + Tell Me About You! :icontiniesttinsel:TiniestTinsel 4 12 Stupid Sketchy Silliness :icontiniesttinsel:TiniestTinsel 3 2 It's Partyin' Time! :icontiniesttinsel:TiniestTinsel 6 6 Sketch: Semisynthetic Scoundrels :icontiniesttinsel:TiniestTinsel 57 9 Sleepy Chibi :icontiniesttinsel:TiniestTinsel 8 2 Ondine Sketch :icontiniesttinsel:TiniestTinsel 7 8

Favourites

Shadow Squid :iconz-studios:Z-studios 244 16 Plant - 13/4/17 :iconoreegaanoo:oreegaanoo 74 23 Silly sketch - Nice to meet you :iconmaskman626:maskman626 1,079 128 Looking Through The Aperture 2 :icongirlwiththegreenhat:GirlWithTheGreenHat 48 15
Mature content
The Dragon King- Dark/Anti- Chapter 9 :iconkathrynpattison:KathrynPattison 8 9
Mature content
The Dragon King- Chapter 8 :iconkathrynpattison:KathrynPattison 9 10
Doubletrouble Fanart - Pewdie's Challenge :iconanormaladn:AnormalADN 20 17 Bright Spider Skull :iconartisticdyslexia:ArtisticDyslexia 4 0 Youtubers : Hoodies :iconpacaora:pacaora 434 17 Pixel Tomb March :iconsteeljoe:SteelJoe 407 29 Free hug :iconmaskman626:maskman626 1,207 206 antisepticeye :iconarkeresia:Arkeresia 113 6 Character Concept-Queen of Masks :iconjackietejackal:JackieTeJackal 42 3 Fiendish Brainpan :iconartisticdyslexia:ArtisticDyslexia 14 0 Dark's Focus : H20 | Charity:Water #NOTCLICKBAIT :iconsimpleagle:SimplEagle 509 16 Somewhere only we know(Time) :iconmaskman626:maskman626 1,605 185

Critiques


I did leave a comment, but I wanted to try and leave a critique as well :3 So, the first thing that makes this stand out is the colour ...

Groups

Activity


WARNING: SASSY CONTENT
Contains Mature Content?

No, but it does contain unusally high levels of  * sass * 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THIS FABULOUS ORGANISM!!
Fool Emoji-47 (Star) [V5] Fool Emoji-47 (Star) [V5] Fool Emoji-47 (Star) [V5] Fool Emoji-47 (Star) [V5] Fool Emoji-47 (Star) [V5] Fool Emoji-47 (Star) [V5] 

Yeah :iconliesvevo:, I'm talking about you ;D

I wanted to try something new, and found a random colour palette generator...
And I thought this one was pretty cool ^^
(Here's the drawing with the palette itself on it, if you're interested ;3 sta.sh/011vz7ezjgpz)

Aaaaaaanyway, I hope you have an awesome birthday matey! :D
Loading...
  • Listening to: Mystery Carnival - Intense Symphonic Metal Cover
  • Reading: This journal over and over, looking for mistakes
  • Watching: Out for sock-snatching goblins
  • Playing: Mind games with the voices in my head
  • Eating: Nothing... I'M SO HUNGRY D:
  • Drinking: What you SHOULD'NT make when life gives you lemons
I got tagged to do that 13 question-meme-thingy again, but this time by :icongirsgirly:
Lemme just throw the rules in here first :3

Write the rules in your journal entry if you are tagged
Write 13 things about yourself
Answer 13 questions made by the person who tagged you, and make your own 13 questions.
Tag 13 deviants. Make sure they know they are tagged
Don't say "You're tagged if you read this"
It is forbidden not to tag anyone.
No tagging back



So... Now I gotta try and make up 13 facts I haven't mentioned in past journals... I'm by far not interesting enough for this XD
Eh, I'll try my best :v You'll have to forgive me if I accidentally put things in there I already said...



1. Just to add the basics here: I'm 20 years old as of now, I live in Belgium (in Flandres, to be a little bit more specific) and I've had this account since the 16th of January 2016 :)

2. I have two younger sisters, but that's clearly not holding them back from beating me at Plants vs. Zombies Garden Warfare '^'

3. The furthest I've ever gone travelling would be Croatia, to the island Veli Losinj (I think that's how you spell the name? I have no idea :3), but the furthest I've went without the trip being planned by someone else is Budapest ^^

4. I'm a proud mother of four, they're even with me here right now. From young to old we have Little Decoy Dog, Small Sans, Tiny Christmas-Box Tim and Paper T-Rex. ;D

5. Recently I became addicted to FalKKonE's music... As of now I'm listening to their Intense Symponic Metal cover of 'Mystery Carnival', a song from one of the pokémon games :D But man, that dude (I'm pretty sure it's a dude, anyway) can make any song sound cool and badass! He made such an Intense Symphonic Metal cover of Temmie Village. TEMMIE. VILLAGE. OMG - Watch that 

6. And now that I mentioned 'Mystery Carnival', the writers of the biology's little magazine made me 'Pokémon of the Month'... They chose to compare me to Smeargle, and I fully agree XD

7. I used to have 4 wisdom teeth... But recently one of them got pulled out. It needed to go, badly, and now I have an odd number of teeth in my skull and one tooth lying around the house somewhere :3

8. Did I tell you guys yet how one of my sisters is called 'Joke'? Probably, but I still think it's kinda funny X3

9. The last deviation I posted on here (REDRAW! (~Meme~ Double Expression Challenge), that one :3) would've been my 200th deviation, if I hadn't deleted the 7 chapters of my story 'Free Of Charge' on here right before I posted that drawing.

10. The first fanart I uploaded to deviantart was a page filled with doodles of Cry I drew on the train, even though I haven't watched a lot of his video's... X3

11. Almost every character I've made up recently (excluding D4/RK, 4NT/1, the characters from 'The Condemned', the Hexagon Six heroes and Ondine) came from the same idea, from the same "universe", almost. Everyone has a piece of those characters in them, as they each represent a trait or a feeling. For example, Lex stands for the feeling of loss, for melancholy and such, while Koda represents the instinctual behaviour that kicks in with everyone, so every now and then ^^

12. I once spent time on memorizing the word 'hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia'. I have no idea why.

13. I've actually smelled and tasted surströmming... (You know, that Swedish fish thing that smells so horrible it made even Pewds throw up during his own stream) I can tell you one thing. Don't EVER try it, it's just horrendous :o (Eek) the smell alone made everyone move away from the can, and even then it was unbearable Disbelief 



*phew*
I did it
Now, for the questions!


1. Law and Order SVU or Law and Order Criminal Intent?
Well... I haven't seen either... I did hear good things about Law and Order though, so I might just check it out when I get the time :)

2. Autobots or Decepticons?
Uh, again... Never actually watched Transformers... But I do kinda like the idea of the Decepticons disguising themselves as normal objects, so...
(That is what Decepticons do, right? Sweating a little... )

3. You have the oppertunity to be in one episode of your favorite show, what show is it and what would the episode be about?
Hmm... I don't watch much tv, but I guess my favourite show would either be Adventure Time or South Park... :D
(Who knows, maybe I'll eventually transform into a cartoon character and appear in one of those shows)
It'd be awesome to join Finn and Jake on an epic adventure through the land of Ooo, or maybe just play some Card Wars... ^^
Or, I could go watch the new Terrance and Philip movie with Stan, Kyle, Cartman and Kenny...

4. Scott Cawthon magically appears at your doorstep with a flat tire. You help him and he gives you the one thing you want most, what is it?
A university diploma XD

5. You get the chance to sing with your favorite youtube star, who is it?
DANNY MOTHERFCKIN SEXBANG
Hell yeah that'd be awesome

6. Dogs or Cats?
I like both A LOT... But I think I have just a teeny tiny preference for doggos
Annoying dog on the rope Chat Icon 
7. Pikachu or Charmander?
PikaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAA
Pikachu want it 

8. Justin Timberlake or justin bieber?
Hmmm... Imma choose Justin

Justin Timberlake - Icon 

9. Lady Gaga or Ke$ha?
Ok, Gaga 

10. You've just won a free Carlos Bakery Cake (From Cake Boss) what would your cake look like?
Oh this is a cool question... But also a difficult one :D
Though, after a while thinking I finally have an idea, how a bout a cake that looks like a Companion Cube, with Rattman sitting on top of it?
Companion Cube Emoticon_Edited 

11. Banana!!
*enthusiastically starts singing the Banana Boat Song*

12. Foxy the Pirate Fox or Bonnie the Bunny?
fnaf bonni 

13. Chica the Chicken or Freddy Fazbear?
Deal With It (Freddy Chat Icon) 

Alright! Here you go, now you know some more random stuff about me ^^
Just a small interjection, I just noticed how Bonnie is moving perfectly with the beat of the music I'm listening to X3
Here are 13 new questions!

1. What's the last thing you ate?
2. What would your opposite gender name be?
3. If you could travel to a different year/time period, which one would you choose, and why?
4. You get stuck inside an elevator for an hour or two. Who do you want to be with you? (You can choose any person :))
5. Close your eyes and turn to a random direction. The first object you see when you open your eyes will be your weapon to fight the ghosts waiting for you outside...
6. In a story/film/..., do you like the 'good guy' characters or the 'bad guy' characters better, or which one do you find the most interesting?
7. Pirates or ninja?
8. What's the last song you heard?
9. Who's your favourite writer?
10. You could give one item/gift to any person of your choice. What would you give to who?
11. If you could make one fictional character come to life in the real world, who would it be?
12. Pizza or french fries?
13. What time is it there when you're reading this question?

Okay, I'll get the tagging in order tomorrow, because now I'm just really tired and I have to get up in the morning X3
For anyone who's read this already, I hope it was at least somewhat fun to read :D
REDRAW! (~Meme~ Double Expression Challenge)
Heh
I almost forgot, I didn't post this here yet :3

A few of you might remember the first version of this meme I drew, a little over a year ago now...
But I decided to redraw it because

1. I love drawing 4NT/1 and D4/RK way too much
2. It had been a while since I drew them digitally
3. The first version looks horrific when I look back at it now

Some of the expressions look very similar to the first version, but I did make some changes ^^
I can definitely recommend trying this one for yourself! It's a ton of fun and a good way to practice drawing the same character multiple times :D
You can find the template, made by Vey-kun, here: sta.sh/0bvutenitg6 and draw your own characters in it X3

I guess I should put a link to that first version of mine too... Just, don't look too closely, it's pretty yucky fav.me/d9y567d
Loading...
I’d been thinking about life a while ago. At first I thought “Jeez man, that’s really a dying-old-man thought”, but I ended up going through with it anyway.

I was pretty happy with what I’d done up until then, I’ve seen so many amazing places, met so many people all over the world, and found so many secrets, stories, myths that turned out to be truth… I remember how I sat on my windowsill at home, smiling at the thought of all those mysteries I had followed and uncovered over time. It was a rather rare occasion, me being in my own house, since I was travelling all the time in search for new things to discover. I just can’t contain my curiosity.

Sometimes I felt like an addict, chasing some kind of drug-like state of happiness whenever I was out exploring and researching, but at least this was a healthier way of life than injecting stuff in your bloodstream to keep yourself sane. Well, that’s what I keep telling myself every time I reach the hospital to get patched up after a particularly… turbulent exploring trip.

Anyway, I’m losing track of my train of thought. Might be the adrenaline messing with my brain.

So I’d been thinking about how I lived my life up to that point, until another question popped up. How do I want my life to end? Pretty morbid to ask yourself a question like that, but I think a lot of people have thought about their own death at least once. I wondered, what would be a fulfilling end?

Would I prefer dying here, at home, in my own bed? It’d be peaceful, yeah, but I’d be alone. Though, I wasn’t sure if I’d prefer having my life come to an end in the middle of a group of people either. Like, to just drop dead on a busy market somewhere in India? That’d be kinda weird.

I decided that I wanted to die being happy. No matter where, just while doing something I love. Back then I thought that dying on one of my missions could be… satisfying, sort of. I’d probably be happy knowing I was doing what I adored doing the most, and that maybe, just maybe, people would remember me for the incredible journeys I’d been on. It would happen on a mission years and years from now, when I would’ve seen so much of the world I almost knew it like the back of my hand.

While I was sitting there, slowly taking sips from my hot chocolate, I never thought it could happen on the next trip I would take, of course. But yet here I am, making my way through the thick foliage of the rainforest, running for my goddamn life.


I can feel my heartbeat reverberating through my skull, my feet carrying me as fast as they can and my worn-out bag hitting my right hip with every step I take. The constant travelling, climbing and running I’d done caused me to be very fit naturally, but even with that advantage I can’t be sure I would outrun them. I don’t even know how many of them are after me, but I do know that they’re bad news and that I really don’t want to be any nearer to them than I already am.

This… gang, or something was running after me, I’d noticed them following me around in the village, before I went out in the forest. Only a couple of hours ago I left the town to go and look for the mythical ‘Jewels of Catilcheleon’, which were believed to hold mysterious, magical powers. It’s not the first time I have to deal with people trying to steal my findings, but none of the previous ones were as determined as these guys.

Sweat is starting to run down from my hairline over my forehead, and makes my glasses slowly slip from my nose. Pushing them up quickly I pass tree after tree, green leaves only a blur in my peripheral view as I rush past them with my eyes set on the slowly brightening part of the jungle in front of me. The edge of this part of the forest lays right in front of me, and if I’m not mistaken that should be the side next to the village. There I should be able to lose these dudes and hide somewhere until it’s safe, then get the first plane away from here. It’s such a shame I didn’t get more time to properly search the site, there could’ve been so much more to discover… For now though I’m happy that I found one of the pieces that were described in the legends, the double necklace.

I had to wring myself in and out of a plane wreck to get to it, and then there was that really tiny underground temple underneath it to search through, but it was worth it after all. The heavy artefact hit my leg in rhythmic thumps, hidden from the view under the notebooks I always carry in my bag. It probably slows me down just a bit, but I refuse to give this up to those assholes. They probably want to sell this for lots of money, and I’m not gonna let that happen. I need to find out about its origin, its stories, whether it actually has special abilities or not, and I’ll protect it from people like them at all cost.

The edge is getting closer and closer with every step, the sunlight infiltrating more through the thinning layer of leaves above me. Only a meter or 20 left… With all of the energy I have left I push my feet against the damp forest floor, dirt flying up behind me as I jump over the remains of a fallen tree. The adrenaline rush has been keeping me going forward all the way from the plane crash site to here, I just hope it can keep doing that until I reach a safe hiding place. Just 5 meters left…

Focusing all my strength in my legs I leap forward through the treeline, crying out in relief when I feel the sun shine on my skin without getting blocked off by the branches in the rainforest.

My relief didn’t last long. To be more precise, it lasted until I noticed that my feet took way too long to hit solid ground again. I look around and see that the rainforest behind me bleeds into an area with far less trees and a rocky, dusty surface, one that’s probably best described as ‘a pretty steep hillside’.

I stumble and do some kind of awkward somersault forward, landing flat on my back and sliding on for a couple of meters with small clouds of dust forming around me. My right hand reaches for my bag instinctively, and luckily the necklace is still in there. Scrambling to my feet I hear one of the guys from the gang shout to the others, and I decide to keep going, even though this isn’t where I’d hoped to end up. The village must’ve been on another side of the forest…

Ignoring the pain in my back and left leg I ran down the hill, trying to keep my balance as best as I can. My fall has given those criminals time to catch up, so now I have to regain some of the distance I’d created between me and them. I dodge a couple of trees and dare to jump onto a small flat ledge, my feet sliding on the dusty surface before they push me forward again.

It’s becoming harder and harder for me to breathe, my lungs aching to take in more oxygen to keep my body going, but there was no time for that. All I have time for is running, and staying out of the hands of the people closing in on me.

~

With my elbows resting on my knees I watch the river flow to the right, running through the narrow valley next to this stupid hill. The past two days I’ve tried to keep my hopes up, to stay positive and loyal to those I loved. “They’ll come back” I told myself. “You’ll see, soon enough they’re gonna come back for you, and then we can all go home again.”

I lean back against the bark of this damned tree on this damned hill, feeling the sun burn down on my face. “They’re not coming back” I silently spoke to the sky. “They just…”

It hurts to even think about it, but it’s the truth nevertheless. With slightly trembling fingers I stroke the rope lying partly on my chest, one side of it tied around the tree behind me, the other side coiling around my collar and tied around my neck.

“They just left me here to die.”

I’ve seen a movie once, where at the end the couple departs on a vacation with their dog, but before they actually leave they abandon the dog. They tied him to a lamppost by the road and drove off. It was a pretty sad movie, but I forgot about it soon enough and went on with my life. Now though, I know how that dog must’ve felt.

I take my hands off the rope and push it off my chest, the bell on my collar jingling when I brush against it with my hand. Instead I start plucking on the long sleeves of my shirt, pulling the fabric with my index finger and thumb, but soon I get bored of that as well.

Yawning shortly I let my legs, arms and tail stretch out for a bit, and I try to clear my throat. Never in my life have I been so thirsty, I would do anything to get something to drink, but I’d probably never even get the chance. That dog from the movie had been just slightly luckier than I am now, at least he got put in a place where people pass by from time to time…

Despite the tiredness that washed over me from time to time I refuse to sleep, and even if I wanted to I probably wouldn’t fall asleep anyway. I’m just scared that if I let go and fall asleep here, I wouldn’t wake up again. Instead, I’d decided to stay awake, always ready for whenever something would happen around here. Though, that meant that I had lots of time to think, and that only made my mood worse and worse.

Countless times already I thought “I was so certain, that I was more to them than just a pet.” I know that I’m not fully human, yeah, but I’m not just an animal either. If they only wanted ‘just a pet’, why didn’t they adopt a regular cat then, instead of me? I’ve always been so nice to them, I could talk to them, they could talk to me and I would listen…

Remembering all those good times I feel my ears go down, lying flat against my head. They probably don’t feel the same way about me like I feel about them, why else would they leave me here in the middle of nowhere? They were probably on their way home already, relaxing on the long flight back with a cold drink.

A drink… That’s all I want at the moment. And someone to come and save me, if that’s possible.

Suddenly I hear something. Automatically my ears perk up and I look around, trying to find the source of the sound. It almost seemed like shouting, coming from above. My eyes widen. Could it be that there’s someone here? I keep scanning the rocky hillside, searching for a sign of life, until I can make out a figure coming down towards me. Unbelievable! There’s actually someone else here! They can get me loose from this tree and then I can finally get away…

I keep my eyes on the figure, but frown when I get a better look. It looks like a guy, sprinting down the hill at great speed. Why is he running? He’s rushing right to where I am, though it doesn’t seem like he’s seen me.

He has some kind of long sleeved shirt tied around his waist that’s fluttering behind him, his pants are torn at the knees and he’s carrying a bag over his shoulder that’s swinging from side to side because of his haste. As I squint my eyes I see a strange kind of rope necklace dangling over his chest, with some kind of glass charm or something on it, and that he has a large bandage wrapped around his left shoulder and upper arm. Throwing glances to somewhere further up the hill he’s finding a way down, just barely missing the trees on his path. I want to call out to him, first of all to make him aware that I’m here and secondly to warn him, as he’s heading right for the tree I’m tied to.

“H-Hey!” I manage to force out, but it sounds more like a hoarse whisper and he doesn’t react to it at all. Just when he whips his gaze back towards where he’s running he loses his footing and slips, hitting the tree at full speed.

His glasses fly off his face and he seems out of it for a moment, before he sits up and frantically looks around, hands tightly gripping the bag by his side. His gaze lands on me and he jerks back in surprise. He seems so scared of something, I really feel for him, but this is still my only chance of getting loose.

“Can you pl-ease h-help me?” I plead, tugging on the cord. “I’m s-stuck here…”

He looks up, then to me and back up again, as if contemplating whether or not to help me. I keep looking him in the eyes, trying to express my desperation. If he doesn’t help me, then I’m doomed.

~

The impact knocks all of the remaining air out of my lungs, and I come to a complete stop against the tree. Everything goes black for a moment, the ground seems to wobble underneath me, but I gotta keep going. I can’t stop now. When my vision returns I notice that my glasses are gone, my surroundings way too blurry to be normal, but I do see the slight movement to my left.

I lock eyes with someone sitting at the other side of the tree. A figure stares back at me, until my gaze shifts a little bit upwards. Are those… cat ears? What the hell? They keep looking at me with sad, green eyes, but I don’t really know if I should say something, or if I even have the time to do so.

“Can you pl-ease h-help me? I’m s-stuck here…” The figure speaks quietly, their voice gravelly and filled with despair. They have their hands held around a rope, and only now I see how they’re bound to the tree I’m still half lying against, the rope secured around their throat.

The poor thing can’t get away, and if I leave them here they might die, but… I look up the hill to see the men coming closer very fast, and back at the cat-like figure. I really don’t have time for this! If the gang catches up with me I’m a goner, and I’m not ready for that yet. Not by far.

I scuttle to my feet as fast as I can and ready myself for the sprint down the last part of the hill, until I hear a soft cough coming from the figure by the tree. They sit turned to the side again, face buried in their arms and their knees pulled up to their chest, as if they’ve accepted the fact that they won’t ever get freed from that tree. My heart sinks even deeper, and despite my time running out very quickly I reach for the knife on my belt.

With three quick slashes I cut through the rope, and the ends fall to the ground. The figure jolts up and looks me in the eyes, disbelief and gratitude written on their features. I flash a quick smile before turning around and dashing away towards the river.

~

The moment I feel the rope softly hit my side I look up, right into the eyes of the guy. He’s holding a knife in his hand, and I promptly realise what he just did. Though, before I can even try to say thanks he turns away and starts running again. He didn’t even pick his glasses up before he left! I carefully pick them up and turn them around in my hands, seeing how they were cracked on one side. Just when I lift the fragile object closer to my face I hear other footsteps coming down, this time though it sounds like there’s more than one person coming towards me.

Almost immediately after I noticed the noises there are other men running to the river, I count five of them, but they either don’t see me or don’t care about me being here. They rush past me at a high speed, when one of them starts shouting directions at the others.

“He’s heading downstream! He’s trying to get to the village!”

I can see the guy who saved me running along the riverbank, following the stream towards the town I’ve stayed in with my owners before all this happened. Are they trying to catch him?

My eyes widen when I realise what I caused. He was trying to get away from these mean-looking men, they were the thing he was so afraid of, and now they’re catching up on him because he stopped to help me. Who knows what they’re gonna do to him when they get him… I need to do something! This dude saved my life and put himself in danger because of it, I have to help him any way I can…

As soon as those sinister guys were out of sight I stand up, just slightly wobbly on my feet, and rush down to the river. I fall to my knees by the side of the water and drink greedily, the cool liquid soothing my sore throat after so long without it. Though, I don’t stay long, I still have to help this mysterious guy get away from whatever his stalkers have in store for him. With newfound energy I start running by the riverside, following the tracks of the group towards the town.

~

The sun is starting to go down, I can barely feel my feet anymore and I’m totally out of breath, but I keep running. I reached the village just moments ago, zipping through the streets and narrow alleyways to keep these dudes off of me. Despite all my efforts they’re getting closer and closer, two of them are just barely 10 meters behind me, but I still refuse to surrender myself.

Turning a sharp corner I sprint past the small earth-coloured houses, silently grateful for the lack of people on the streets, and try to remember where the entrance to the tunnels under the village was. Down there I’d probably be able to lose them somewhere and hide until they leave, the only problem is that I can’t recall where the way in is… Once more I curse the loss of my glasses, the lack of detail in my surroundings making it a lot harder to determine what route to take.

My footsteps echo through the alley, accompanied by the muffled clanking of the necklace in my bag and the sound of me panting heavily. I try to focus on the buildings around me, in search of anything I recall from my rather short stay here, but all of the orange and brown tints just melt together in the corners of my eyes.

A glimpse of a blue and purple banner to my right grabs my attention, isn’t that where the village’s well is? Glad I finally have an orientation point I take the turn right towards it, keeping my eyes on the colourful banner. Sliding slightly on the dusty path I take another turn and barely avoid a stack of baskets against the wall, but in result I end up tripping over my own feet.

I stumble and try to keep running, but this alley has stuff stacked everywhere. Large bags, baskets, a couple of barrels and stacks of boxes litter the already cramped passageway, and in a matter of seconds I run into a low stack of wooden crates. I land on my side, a searing pain spreading from my right ankle, and I instinctively curl up in the pile of crates.

Clenching my teeth I keep in a scream of pain, and let out a shuddering breath instead. Everything seems to come together. The exhaustion, the ache in my back, the stinging in my lungs, the feeling of the rough wooden surface of the crates on my skin… It all comes crashing down on me and keeps me trapped lying here. All my hope on getting away fades when I hear several sets of footsteps come to a stop near me, and I can just see the morphed shapes of the world around me before I black out.

~

I walk through the darkening streets of the village without really knowing where to go. I didn’t explore the whole town while we were here, so now I can’t even tell where I am anymore. Still I keep looking for the guy with the bag, listening for his footsteps and even trying to smell the air to see if I could find him via his scent trail.

This might’ve been a dumb idea. How am I supposed to find someone in this town when I don’t even know where he was heading to? Despite those thoughts popping up constantly I don’t stop walking, even with the light becoming scarcer with the minute. Not that I’d have any difficulties seeing in the dark, but I can feel my body protesting against the lack of sleep.

The rope swings behind me, the other end still tied around my neck. It’s a constant reminder of the reason why I need to find that guy, with every step I take it brushes against my back. Getting it off me is a worry for later, finding him is my priority. Finding a place to stay would probably be the third thing to do, then… I kinda forgot that I’m here alone now, without a home or something like that. A feeling of dread takes over for a second, as I think back of my house far away from here. Well, I guess that that’s not even my house anymore, now…

Letting out a long yawn I take a right turn towards the bridge, but stop dead in my tracks when I pick up a sound. My ears go up and I turn my head to the source of the sound. A number of voices sound through the street, very quietly yet still audible to me. I hide in a doorway behind a large vase, just peeking over it to see who’s talking, and I cheer internally when I recognise the men making their way through the street. Those were the guys following him! Finally I have a trail!

My joy melts away quickly though, when I look closer and see how the two men in the middle of the group are dragging a figure along with them, holding his upper arms tightly. That’s definitely him, that’s my saviour right there. I recognise the hair that’s sticking up everywhere and the strange cord necklace swinging from side to side, only his bag seems to be missing. His hands are tied behind his back and it looks like his feet are bound as well, but he’s trying to struggle and fight the strong hold on his arms.

The group moves on to the bridge, stopping right by the side of it. They form some kind of small arc behind their captive, and one of them leisurely walks to face him. Are they… I hope with everything I have that I’m wrong, but it looks like they’re going to kill him here. I’ve seen enough movies at home to see where this could go, and every scenario playing through my head was worse than the previous one.

The two guys holding him lift him a bit higher, forcing him to look up at the one standing in front of him. That’s probably their leader, then… I listen closely to pick up as much from the conversation as I can.

“… outrun us… now you… your end here… bag… treasure is… for… thanks again to…”

The man talks too silent to clearly understand all of it, but it doesn’t sound good for his victim. Before I can even try to decipher what those snippets of information could mean the leader waves his hand, and the two men throw the mysterious hero in the river. I almost shout out, and clasp my hands over my mouth in shock. A short cry sounds through the splash of the water, but soon it gets cut off and silence replaces all of the noise. Am I too late? Is there even anything I can do anymore?

Of course there is! He saved me even when he didn’t have the time to spare, now I need to save him.

As the group starts walking away from me I silently run to the side of the river, a couple of meters from where they were standing. The dark water glistens in the last rays of sunlight, and I can still see the ripples marking the spot where he hit the surface. I try not to pay too much attention to the bubbles showing up on the surface, and focus on getting to him instead. Careful not to make any sound I sit down on the stone edge and let myself sink in the water, the hairs on my arms and tail rising up at the cold, wet touch on my skin. I take a breath and submerge myself fully, swimming down and towards the place he got thrown in.

The water’s murky an turbid, even with my augmented eyesight I almost can’t see my own hands in front of me when I push myself forward. I keep kicking my legs forcefully nevertheless, going deeper and deeper down in search of the guy who saved my life. My lungs slowly start to ache, begging me to go back up and breathe, but I ignore the feeling.

Just a few seconds later I spot the glint of something, and with one more swing of my arms and legs I can see the mystery guy. His necklace drifts in front of him, softly glimmering in the water.

I reach out to him and grab his tank top, pulling him towards me so I can take a hold of his torso. His eyes are closed, obscured from the view every time his longish hair floats in the way, and tiny bubbles are escaping his lips to travel up to the surface. I hold him close to my side and start swimming up towards the faint light above us, thankful that he’s not very heavy. My lungs are burning, my legs are beginning to feel numb, and I’m starting to feel like we’re not gonna make it up in time. Right when I start seeing black spots fill my vision I breach the surface, gasping for air and reaching out for the stone riverbank with my free hand.

Still coughing I push him out of the water on his back before hoisting myself onto the dusty stones, immediately collapsing besides him. A dull headache starts to spread as I finally regain control over my breathing, thumping along with the beating of my heart. After a couple more deep breaths I manage to sit up next to him, holding my head in one hand. Is he… Is he still alive?

I put my ear to his chest, relieved to hear a faint but fairly steady heartbeat. He doesn’t seem to be breathing too well, though… I panic slightly, what am I supposed to do? I have no idea how to help someone who drowned, but I don’t know if I can find someone else who knows how to handle this…

Suddenly I have to think about another movie I’ve seen a while ago, where a crew of pirates saves a lady from the water. They pushed on her chest so she could get all the water out of her, and then she was fine again. Maybe I can… try that?

Carefully I push the necklace aside, which turned out to be a small glass bottle on a long string around his neck, and lay two hands on his chest. I don’t want to hurt him or anything, so I put just a bit of pressure to try and see if it helps. No reaction comes from him, and I dare to push harder, getting more desperate to save him with each passing second.

At a particularly strong push he convulses and gets into a harsh coughing fit, hacking up water every time he tenses up. Shocked at the sudden outburst I jerk my hands back and watch him with fear in my eyes. He turns to lie on his left side, still coughing but slowly getting more time in between to breathe in some air.

I give him a moment to come to his senses and sit silently next to him, pushing the wet, greyish-brown strands of hair out of my eyes. After a little while he calmed down, laying on the riverbank with his back towards me. I can see how his hands are still tied together, clutched into fists behind his back. It seems like he hasn’t noticed me yet, so I decide to make him aware of my presence.

“Are you okay?” I ask gently, but it still makes him jump a little, and he quickly turns to face me.

“Wha- Who are y-” He starts off, before squinting his eyes. “Wait, are you…”

I smile slightly when he recognises me, nodding my head in confirmation.

“Yeah, it’s me. I uh… I tried to follow you after you ran off because I had a feeling you were in trouble with those guys…” I admit, kinda embarrassed that I didn’t get to him in time.

“Holy shit… You saved my life… I c-can never thank you enough for that.” He says quietly, seemingly only now understanding what just happened.

“Well, you don’t need to thank me.” I reply. “You saved me first, and now I returned that favour, kind of… You owe me nothing at all!”

“Heh, I guess you have a point there, but still. I only had to cut through a rope to help you, you had to dive after me to save my sorry ass from drowning. I feel like I got away with a much easier ‘rescue mission’ than you did!”

We both laugh, probably more because of the shock than because of his little joke, but neither of us cares. Giggling lightly he tries to wriggle in place and sit upright, but doesn’t seem to succeed with his wrist secured behind his back.

“Umm… Do you still have that knife somewhere?” I ask, internally scolding myself for not asking that sooner.

“I think so, yeah. It’s on my belt on my left side, under the shirt.”

It doesn’t take me long to free his arms and legs, and soon he’s sitting upright besides me. As I reach out to hand him his knife back he interrupts me.

“Wait, shouldn’t we get that rope off of you properly as well? That can’t be comfortable…”

“Oh, okay, that’s fine.” I agree. I almost forgot the rope was even there, but I guess it’s better to get it off as soon as possible. “Just, uh, could you do it? I can’t really see what I’m doing when it’s around my neck like this.”

“No problem, I’ll get it. Should I take off that collar too?”

“N-No, you can leave the collar… Just the rope is good.” I answer him. Even though I’m not really ‘assigned’ to someone anymore, I don’t want to get rid of my collar yet. I’m so used to it by now, and it still holds some good memories from my home, so I want to keep wearing it for now. He probably thinks it’s weird, though…

He smiles softly, probably noticing my attachment to the collar, but he doesn’t shame me for it. “That’s alright, I’ll be careful not to damage it.”

Slowly he slides the knife along the cord, skilfully avoiding the leather, and eventually I feel it drop onto my shoulders. I fix my collar, turning it so the little bell was on the front again, while he secures his knife to his belt.

“Hey, uh, by the way, I should probably give you these too.” I say, and reach into my back pocket. He looks a bit questioningly at me, until I show him his glasses. He puts them on immediately, despite the fact that they have a crack in them on the right side.

“Oh god! Thanks a lot, this is much better…” He smiles brightly, and slowly starts to get up on his feet. “You’re a true lifesaver, err…”

“Koda.” I help him out. Weird to think that we didn’t even know each other’s name all this time, but on the other side, it’s not like we’ve had a lot of time to introduce ourselves either.

“Sanbourne.” He replies, and holds a hand out to help me stand up. “Nice to meet you, Koda.”

“Nice to meet you too, Sanbourne!” I laugh, and shake his hand after I got up from the ground. Sanbourne, huh. Somewhat of a weird name. Well, according to me it is, but it does fit him, actually.

“So… I think we shouldn’t hang around here for too long…” He begins, and he’s got a good point. Those criminals are gone now, but they could come back here any time.

“Yeah, good idea.” I agree. “Do you have a place we can go to?”

“Uh, not really… You?”

“Nope, unfortunately not. I actually lived pretty far away from here.”

“Me too. I guess that means we’ll have to improvise for now, and then head home after…” He mutters. “I could get us to the airport eventually, and then we’ll find out which plane you have to take, and-”

“Well…” I interject hesitantly. “That could be a problem. I don’t think I’m welcome anymore in my house…”

I can tell Sanbourne wants to start asking questions, but suddenly he seems to realise what happened to me. Maybe he’s seen the movie with that dog as well…

“I understand, so that… That means you have no place to go?”

I only nod, not really ready yet to tell him all about the details of how I got left behind.

“That’s okay, we’ll work that out when the time comes. For now though, we’re still here, and still pretty far away from the nearest airport too, so we’ll just have to see what we do when we get there. But you can rest assured, I won’t leave you here. So, well, if you don’t mind, you can stay with me for now… And then later we’ll figure out the rest, is that okay?”

I don’t reply immediately, trying to wrap my head around this first. Is he being serious? He’s offering to stay with me until I can find a home? Without me even noticing I’d started swaying my tail from side to side, and I don’t have to think twice before I actually answer him.

“Y-Yeah! That’s more than okay!” I say, a huge smile on my face. “If you’re sure that it’s no burden, of course, I’d hate to cause a hassle or something.”

“It’s no burden at all! It’ll be fun to have someone with me for a change, actually!” He assures me, and matches my smile. “Come on now, let’s try and see if there’s anywhere we can stay the night. Maybe the hotel I checked out of earlier today is still open…”

“Tight plan!” I give him a thumbs up and start walking alongside him. We move slowly, both exhausted from this hellish day, and he appears to have hurt his ankle so I keep my pace low enough so he can keep up. Limping slightly he guides us towards a tiny hotel with colourful curtains behind the windows, the one he stayed in before he left to the forest.

The man from the hotel was really nice, he let us stay for free, seeing we had nothing to pay him after what happened today. As soon as Sanbourne opens the door to our little chamber I drop onto one of the two beds in the room, letting myself fall face first onto the plush mattress and pillows. The red and yellow sheets on it are so damn soft, and they even smell like fresh lilies… All of my muscles felt so tense, but now that I’m lying here I can feel them slowly relaxing.

“Oh man… This feels like heaven.” I groan into the pillow before rolling onto my side, and Sanbourne chuckles softly.

“I know, right? I feel like I could sleep for days now…”

“Let’s just do that… That sounds nice…” I mumble, already half asleep by now.

“We’ll see about that.” He replies jokingly, muttering something about cats and sleeping under his breath, before laying down on his bed and staring at the ceiling.

“Hey, uhh…” I start, suddenly reminded of something. “I’m sorry about your bag, by the way, did they take it from you?”

My question seems to take him by surprise, almost as if he’d forgotten about it.

“Oh, yeah, they have it now. Don’t worry about it though, Koda, that’s not your fault…”

Raising an eyebrow I think back of what I’d seen earlier this day. I remember how he clutched the bag in his hands when he fell on the hill, how the gang leader mentioned it by the riverside, and I can’t help but being really curious about it.

“What was in it? Was it something special? Something valuable?”

A faint smile appears on his face, his eyes still locked on the ceiling.

“Nah, it’s nothing really important, nothing that can’t be missed. I’m just happy to be still alive.”

His answer confuses me a bit, since his behaviour before seems to contradict what he just said, but I can’t bring up the energy to discuss it further. Curling up some more on the mattress I feel my whole body relax, for the first time in days. I can barely hear Sanbourne wishing me a good night before my eyes fall shut, and I get pulled into a dreamless night’s rest.
Curiosity Saved The Cat
Short story that turned out way too long:  {EMOTE} :checkmark: 
Stupid pun in the title:  {EMOTE} :checkmark: 
Upload time somewhere around 1:30 am:  {EMOTE} :checkmark: 

Well, seems like I did it

This is something I thought of recently, a "short" story about two of the characters I made up :3
I Imagined them getting along before, but a little while ago I started thinking about how they could've met, in what circumstances,...
And then this happened :D

I wrote the biggest part today (or well, yesterday now for me, on the 15th ^^) but I started it the day before, on the 14th.
So, this is a rather quickly written story, but I read over it again and again, tweaking and changing stuff until I was happy with it, and that took me practically the whole day XD

I hope you liked it, and for those who'd want to see what these characters look like I'll add a link to a drawing of them underneath :3

Both of them appear in this collection of sketches: fav.me/db041aj
I don't really have a proper 'reference' of Sanbourne by himself yet, but this is the first drawing I ever made of him: fav.me/daeuh13 (don't look too closely though, it's pretty shitty)
Same goes for Koda, all I have posted with him by himself is a digitally drawn chibi of him: fav.me/db1xmux
Loading...
I think with my heart and I move with my head
I open my mouth and it’s something I’ve read
I stood at this door before, I’m told
But a part of me knows that I’m growing too old
Confused what I thought with something I felt
Confuse what I feel with something that’s real
I tried to sell my soul last night
Funny, he wouldn’t even take a bite


Come With Me Now – The Kongos



"You're gonna have to kill me."

I stared at Mark, a blank expression on my face and my jaw slacked. He only stared back, not adding anything else, and I couldn't help but start laughing. The statement itself was so ridiculous, and with the tiredness catching up on me I just couldn’t avoid the fit of laughter from escaping.

Holding my chest lightly I giggled on, glancing at him for a reaction to see the moment where he'd start laughing at his own joke as well, but that moment didn't come. His expression was still the same, now just with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"Why aren't you..." I breathed, half a smile on my lips. "Why aren't you laughing? I'll admit it, it was a pretty good joke, but on the other side we're still in a serious situation, you know!"

Hearing him sigh made me go quiet. Did that mean... he was being serious? That couldn't be the actual plan he had! My smile fell completely and I shifted in place, suddenly feeling a lot less comfortable.

"Mark... You were kidding, right? There's no way... There's no way you actually mean that, it has to be, you're just-"

"Jack." He cut me off, holding his hands up in front of him as if he was calming down a scared puppy. "I'm... I wasn't kidding, but let me explain. This plan actually makes sense, even though it doesn't seem like it."

"Makes sense?! Mark, do you realise how insane that sounds?" I protested, desperately trying to wrap my head around what he just said.

"I know, but trust me!" He defended. "Just let me explain it to you! We don't have much time, so please let me show you the logic behind it before Killjoy gets back here."

He looked pleadingly into my eyes, a weird mixture of yellow and blue in his irises, and I could see he really meant what he said. My expression softened and I ran a hand through my hair, trying to stay cool and collected.

"Okay, go ahead. I really hope you have a terrific explanation for this..."

"Okay, thank you." He started quickly, and leaned a bit forward. "If we get a hold of that dagger we could trick the employees into getting me out of this cell. You could stab me, but I won't die, remember?"

The realisation hit me, a bit late, maybe, but now at least I saw how this plan could make sense. Still... He may be immortal, but it would still hurt him... He paused for a second, but I didn't interrupt and let him explain everything first.

"So, when the employees see me here with a blade stuck in my chest, they'll think I'm dead and take me out of here! We wouldn't have to try and open these cuffs, and they'll just open the door and bring me out. That way I can either wait until they leave me somewhere or try to subdue them, and then I can come get you from the outside!"

A smile sat on his face, and he seemed to wait for a reaction from me. Honestly, I didn't really know what to say. This idea of his was crazy to say the least, it spelled bad news all over it, but I could see the logic behind it. That didn't make it any easier, of course, was Mark actually expecting me to... to stab him?

"Well..." I began hesitantly. "It seems just a bit less of an insane plan now, but... You do know what it means to get stabbed, don't you? It means you're gonna get a knife stuck into you, and I can't really see any fun in that!"

"Of course I know what it means!" He replied, rolling his eyes at me with a slight smile. "I never said it would be pleasant, but I really think that that's the fastest and easiest way to escape."

"Can't we just, like, pry those cuffs open with that dagger?"

"Uh... Maybe? Though, I don't think..." He lifted his right hand in front of his face and studied the metal band around his wrist, turning it until he found the lock. "Yeah, see this? That blade would barely fit in these keyholes..."

He held his wrist so I could see the lock, a tiny opening in the thick cuff where the two metal halves were almost seamlessly shut together. I hadn't seen the dagger myself, but to fit in between those halves it'd have to be really thin...

"Okay, you might have a point there..." I mumbled. "But, you know, it wouldn't hurt to try it either, I'd like to go through any other possible way to get out before I..."

Mark nodded, so I didn't have to finish that sentence. "Yeah, I uhh... I understand..."

"Shouldn't we be able to get the door open with it though? That could work, right?"

"Well..." He began, rubbing the back of his neck above the restraints. "That might work, but... I'd still be chained to the wall then. We wouldn't get very far with the-"

"I could go out." I interrupted. "I could look for the keys to unlock those and then we could get the fuck out of here!"

"Jack, I don't think that's a good idea..."

"Why not? Your plan is almost the exact same, only this time I'd be the one going out and coming back for you!"

I crossed my arms and gave him a questioning look. Why was he making such an issue about this? We had an opportunity to get out without having to do anything drastic, he should be excited! Instead, it seemed like he was trying to defend himself and his plan, but he didn't really know what to say. After another moment I got sick of it.

"What's the matter?" I asked eventually, losing my cool more and more as time went on. "Why is this a bad idea?! It's practically the same as yours, except for the fact that in this scenario I won't have to fucking murder my friend!"

Mark flinched, the sharp metallic clanking of the chains bouncing off the walls along with the sound of my voice. I didn't want to lash out like that, but it'd been out of my control. Just when I started to calm down some more I felt the slight burn in my eye, and I looked up at Mark again as soon as I got the red hue out of my iris.

"I, uh... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you, but..."

"It's fine." He interjected, with that faint smile on his face again. "I do get what you mean, I just don't want you to put yourself in danger for me. It's true, you might be able to pick the lock and go out, but if they find you... They could kill you, and I would never forgive myself if that happened. I've lost my friend a year ago, and I've feared he was dead two times by now... I don't want to risk losing him for real this time."

I remained silent, taken aback but also really moved by what he'd said. I'd never thought much about how Mark would've felt when I got dragged in here yesterday, or when I passed out from that 'medicine', but now I understood why he didn't want me to sneak out. Still, I really hated his version of the escape plan, there's no way I'm gonna hurt him if there's even the tiniest chance of getting out of here without having to.

"Okay, I get why you don't want me to go, but you got to understand that your plan asks a lot from me too..." I began. "Can we at least try to pick the lock first? We'll see what we do then after, but if we could get away from here without me having to, you know, cause you pain, I'd rather go for that option in the first place."

Mark sighed, rubbing at his eyes with one hand. "Alright, we'll check the door first." He gave in, but held up his hand before I could say anything. "But, we still need to actually get our hands on that dagger."

He was right, if that thing was on Killjoy's belt we'd have to steal it from him. Though, I guessed that that couldn't be too difficult to do.

"Leave that to me, snatching that blade off of him probably won't be a problem."

He looked back at me in confusion, and only then I realised he doesn't know of my... experience in that area of skills. Well, that's mostly because I only remembered it recently as well, but also because I wasn't really proud of it, either.

"I uhh, I used to be quite good at... stealing..." I admitted, looking down at my knees. "Before I got... to the nebula, I used to hang out with Kal-... a friend of mine, and sometimes we spent our time seeking thrills in the usually rather boring town where we lived. We would give each other a challenge, like, he once dared me to take a melon from the market's fruit stand without getting caught, and I would lie if I said I wasn't pretty damn good at it..."

"You... You really did that?" Mark asked, not in disdain or anything but more in disbelief. "I never would've thought you used to... you know, rob people..."

"I know... I felt so awful when I remembered! Back in the day I didn't worry too much about it, I was fast and nimble, and almost never got busted. And even then, every time I started doubting our actions, my companion would convince me again."

I took some time and sighed, dreading those memories of the fun times I had with him, those happy moments that had turned bitter ever since I learned the truth about him and his fake friendliness. I never told Mark what actually happened the night I died, I’d decided that I never wanted to think about it again as soon as I woke up on the nebula.

He did ask me once, a while after he had died himself, but even then I didn’t have the guts to relive that moment, to say his name out loud. And now, after so long, I still couldn’t bear speaking his name, the mere thought of it made the words get caught in my throat and a shiver to go down my spine. All I told Mark back then was that I fell to my death from up on the village's tower, and how that had caused my acrophobia. So, I was pretty sure he didn't know that this 'friend' I was talking about now was that same guy who killed me all those years ago. Though, this really wasn't the time to tell him, and I shortly shook my head.

“But anyway, leave the dagger to me, now we should be dealing wi-“

The sound of the door to our cell being unlocked made both of us jump a little, and I turned my head towards the noise. Killjoy walked in, carrying a small tray with one hand and carefully closing the door behind him with his other hand. We must’ve spent a lot more time talking than I thought…

As he came closer I couldn't tell what was on the tray just yet, but when he lowered it to the floor near me I saw an apple, a couple of carrots, a piece of bread, and to my surprise I saw the two sandwiches I made at home on there too.

"Yeah, uhh... I hope you don't mind, but I took those from your backpack. There wasn't much food left, so I thought I'd add those sandwiches too." Killjoy admitted, and he sounded so... respectful towards us.

It weirded me out a bit, the way he acted now. He asked if I was okay with him taking the food I brought, he didn't address us with 'freak', or anything like that... What had gotten into him?

====================

They both looked at me as if I just told them that horses could fly, confusion and even slight disbelief shown on their features. Especially the winged one studied me intently, maybe trying to search for a sign that proved I was only joking or something.

"Stop acting like this!" I internally scolded myself, almost as if another voice was speaking to me. "Stop being so nice, stop this stupid guilt trip you're sending yourself on, just treat them like you know you should! They’re getting suspicious already!"

I couldn't help it though, I started feeling bad for these two ever since they actually began listening to me... It's not the first time I've felt remorse for whatever I did in this park, not by far, but it's been a long while since the last time it happened. They can't know... They can't know about this 'soft' side to me, or they will use it against me. They've shown to be aggressive, and to be capable of fighting when they feel like it, I shouldn't risk getting hurt again.

Merely thinking about what happened so long ago made my arm tingle, as if the ugly, half-healed bite wound there wanted to remind me of its presence. My hand started shaking slightly, threatening to lose its grip on the tray. With a low, barely audible groan I set the tray on the floor, close by the green-haired guy. Jake, or something like that, right? Or may-

I stopped that train of thought abruptly. No, his name- its name, doesn't matter, it's not a human. I need to stop thinking about this! Quickly I stood upright again and looked down on them, catching both their gazes. The green-haired one let his gaze fall for just a second, seemingly unintentionally, to somewhere near my side, but looked me in the eye almost immediately after. I decided not to make anything from it and leave as fast as possible, to avoid me saying something stupid or something I will regret later, and made my way to the door.

"Now you see what happens when you behave. Let's keep it this way, shall we?" I spoke mockingly, shortly turning my head to face them. "Don't take my kindness for granted, because you will regret defying me again. Understood?"

They gave me a weird look, but both just nodded without talking back.

"Good." I said with a forced smirk, and walked out of the room.

After I locked the door again I took a deep breath, trying my best to calm my racing thoughts. I couldn't lose my bearings, I needed to keep my reputation as leader of this park or else no-one would treat me with respect anymore. I won't make the same mistake twice, I won't let anyone like her trick me again...

Repeating these words over and over like a mantra I went back to my office and sat back in my desk chair, holding my right arm close to my chest. Carefully I lifted my sleeve to right above my elbow and over the wound, exposing it fully. It still looked almost as bad as on the day I got it, despite everything I tried to do about it.

Two curved rows of deep indentations were visible in the flesh of my forearm, forming a perfect imprint of her teeth, and the skin around those was shiny like scar tissue but torn and irritated at the same time. Underneath the damaged skin my veins were visible, black lines spreading from the wound up to the rest of my arm. I could remember the pain very vividly, I almost felt it spread through my arm again when I thought of the moment she’d bitten me. I’d thought about the possibility of her having a venomous bite, but that day I found out that my suspicions had been correct.

“You see what happened when you let that soft side of yours show?” I soundlessly said to myself. “You’re only setting yourself up for something like that happening again by acting nice…”

As much as that soft side wanted to say otherwise, I agreed with that. All of these freaks could have the power to cause me harm, so I had to stay on top of things and make it known that I am the one that’s to be feared, and not the other way around.

I pulled my sleeve back to my wrist, slowly smoothing the fabric over the wound, and relaxed a bit. Maybe I could distract myself from all this with some paperwork, there's always enough of that lying around here...

As if it was destined to be my eye fell on the description I wrote for the greenie, and I read over it a couple of times. "Dendron, the forest demon"… It did have a nice ring to it, and the traits I gave him, no, the traits I gave it really fitted its looks...

A sigh escaped my lips, followed by a faint smile. This was probably one of the best ones I've written so far, and I bet it would look great on an information sign. That being said, I should probably get this put on a sign soon. It shouldn't take long before both of our attractions get moved into their cage outside, they seemed to have calmed down a lot by now...

I pushed my chair back, got up from it and walked around my desk with the sheet of paper in my hand. Why should I postpone getting that sign made? Why not do it now? It was something I enjoyed doing anyway, so it’d be a good way to get back into the swing of things.

With a newfound kick in my step I went out to get that work done, the pain in my arm reduced to a lingering thought at the back of my head.
The Condemned // 46. Former Feelings
Oh would you look at that, finally another update on the story!
And it only took me like, what, a month or two? Pfft, no big deal...

Seriously though, I hate the fact that it takes me so long to get a chapter done, but I don't want to rush it either,
because I want every chapter to be the best it can be.. :v I just hope you guys don't mind, or that the wait is at least somewhat worth it in the end :3

So now you know why our dear Oliver Killjoy has been acting a bit strange...
(Well, you might have an idea why that is... Be sure to tell me though! I'd love to hear your theories and guesses about the story ^^)
Some might have noticed that since chapter 43 he's been referring to his two attractions with terms like 'him', instead of 'it' OvO
Maybe he's not 100% evil after all...

First chapter (1. Descent): fav.me/da57jch

Previous chapter (45. Thoughts And Ideas): fav.me/dazwmk1

Next chapter: Hopefully before too long! The journey's almost done...
Loading...

deviantID

TiniestTinsel's Profile Picture
TiniestTinsel
Tine
Artist | Hobbyist | Varied
Belgium
A student Biology with an enormous passion for drawing!

...
There's not a lot more to it, honestly :3
Interests
  • Listening to: Mystery Carnival - Intense Symphonic Metal Cover
  • Reading: This journal over and over, looking for mistakes
  • Watching: Out for sock-snatching goblins
  • Playing: Mind games with the voices in my head
  • Eating: Nothing... I'M SO HUNGRY D:
  • Drinking: What you SHOULD'NT make when life gives you lemons
I got tagged to do that 13 question-meme-thingy again, but this time by :icongirsgirly:
Lemme just throw the rules in here first :3

Write the rules in your journal entry if you are tagged
Write 13 things about yourself
Answer 13 questions made by the person who tagged you, and make your own 13 questions.
Tag 13 deviants. Make sure they know they are tagged
Don't say "You're tagged if you read this"
It is forbidden not to tag anyone.
No tagging back



So... Now I gotta try and make up 13 facts I haven't mentioned in past journals... I'm by far not interesting enough for this XD
Eh, I'll try my best :v You'll have to forgive me if I accidentally put things in there I already said...



1. Just to add the basics here: I'm 20 years old as of now, I live in Belgium (in Flandres, to be a little bit more specific) and I've had this account since the 16th of January 2016 :)

2. I have two younger sisters, but that's clearly not holding them back from beating me at Plants vs. Zombies Garden Warfare '^'

3. The furthest I've ever gone travelling would be Croatia, to the island Veli Losinj (I think that's how you spell the name? I have no idea :3), but the furthest I've went without the trip being planned by someone else is Budapest ^^

4. I'm a proud mother of four, they're even with me here right now. From young to old we have Little Decoy Dog, Small Sans, Tiny Christmas-Box Tim and Paper T-Rex. ;D

5. Recently I became addicted to FalKKonE's music... As of now I'm listening to their Intense Symponic Metal cover of 'Mystery Carnival', a song from one of the pokémon games :D But man, that dude (I'm pretty sure it's a dude, anyway) can make any song sound cool and badass! He made such an Intense Symphonic Metal cover of Temmie Village. TEMMIE. VILLAGE. OMG - Watch that 

6. And now that I mentioned 'Mystery Carnival', the writers of the biology's little magazine made me 'Pokémon of the Month'... They chose to compare me to Smeargle, and I fully agree XD

7. I used to have 4 wisdom teeth... But recently one of them got pulled out. It needed to go, badly, and now I have an odd number of teeth in my skull and one tooth lying around the house somewhere :3

8. Did I tell you guys yet how one of my sisters is called 'Joke'? Probably, but I still think it's kinda funny X3

9. The last deviation I posted on here (REDRAW! (~Meme~ Double Expression Challenge), that one :3) would've been my 200th deviation, if I hadn't deleted the 7 chapters of my story 'Free Of Charge' on here right before I posted that drawing.

10. The first fanart I uploaded to deviantart was a page filled with doodles of Cry I drew on the train, even though I haven't watched a lot of his video's... X3

11. Almost every character I've made up recently (excluding D4/RK, 4NT/1, the characters from 'The Condemned', the Hexagon Six heroes and Ondine) came from the same idea, from the same "universe", almost. Everyone has a piece of those characters in them, as they each represent a trait or a feeling. For example, Lex stands for the feeling of loss, for melancholy and such, while Koda represents the instinctual behaviour that kicks in with everyone, so every now and then ^^

12. I once spent time on memorizing the word 'hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia'. I have no idea why.

13. I've actually smelled and tasted surströmming... (You know, that Swedish fish thing that smells so horrible it made even Pewds throw up during his own stream) I can tell you one thing. Don't EVER try it, it's just horrendous :o (Eek) the smell alone made everyone move away from the can, and even then it was unbearable Disbelief 



*phew*
I did it
Now, for the questions!


1. Law and Order SVU or Law and Order Criminal Intent?
Well... I haven't seen either... I did hear good things about Law and Order though, so I might just check it out when I get the time :)

2. Autobots or Decepticons?
Uh, again... Never actually watched Transformers... But I do kinda like the idea of the Decepticons disguising themselves as normal objects, so...
(That is what Decepticons do, right? Sweating a little... )

3. You have the oppertunity to be in one episode of your favorite show, what show is it and what would the episode be about?
Hmm... I don't watch much tv, but I guess my favourite show would either be Adventure Time or South Park... :D
(Who knows, maybe I'll eventually transform into a cartoon character and appear in one of those shows)
It'd be awesome to join Finn and Jake on an epic adventure through the land of Ooo, or maybe just play some Card Wars... ^^
Or, I could go watch the new Terrance and Philip movie with Stan, Kyle, Cartman and Kenny...

4. Scott Cawthon magically appears at your doorstep with a flat tire. You help him and he gives you the one thing you want most, what is it?
A university diploma XD

5. You get the chance to sing with your favorite youtube star, who is it?
DANNY MOTHERFCKIN SEXBANG
Hell yeah that'd be awesome

6. Dogs or Cats?
I like both A LOT... But I think I have just a teeny tiny preference for doggos
Annoying dog on the rope Chat Icon 
7. Pikachu or Charmander?
PikaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAA
Pikachu want it 

8. Justin Timberlake or justin bieber?
Hmmm... Imma choose Justin

Justin Timberlake - Icon 

9. Lady Gaga or Ke$ha?
Ok, Gaga 

10. You've just won a free Carlos Bakery Cake (From Cake Boss) what would your cake look like?
Oh this is a cool question... But also a difficult one :D
Though, after a while thinking I finally have an idea, how a bout a cake that looks like a Companion Cube, with Rattman sitting on top of it?
Companion Cube Emoticon_Edited 

11. Banana!!
*enthusiastically starts singing the Banana Boat Song*

12. Foxy the Pirate Fox or Bonnie the Bunny?
fnaf bonni 

13. Chica the Chicken or Freddy Fazbear?
Deal With It (Freddy Chat Icon) 

Alright! Here you go, now you know some more random stuff about me ^^
Just a small interjection, I just noticed how Bonnie is moving perfectly with the beat of the music I'm listening to X3
Here are 13 new questions!

1. What's the last thing you ate?
2. What would your opposite gender name be?
3. If you could travel to a different year/time period, which one would you choose, and why?
4. You get stuck inside an elevator for an hour or two. Who do you want to be with you? (You can choose any person :))
5. Close your eyes and turn to a random direction. The first object you see when you open your eyes will be your weapon to fight the ghosts waiting for you outside...
6. In a story/film/..., do you like the 'good guy' characters or the 'bad guy' characters better, or which one do you find the most interesting?
7. Pirates or ninja?
8. What's the last song you heard?
9. Who's your favourite writer?
10. You could give one item/gift to any person of your choice. What would you give to who?
11. If you could make one fictional character come to life in the real world, who would it be?
12. Pizza or french fries?
13. What time is it there when you're reading this question?

Okay, I'll get the tagging in order tomorrow, because now I'm just really tired and I have to get up in the morning X3
For anyone who's read this already, I hope it was at least somewhat fun to read :D

Friends

Comments


Add a Comment:
 
:iconxx-jayfeather-xx:
Xx-Jayfeather-xX Featured By Owner 2 days ago  Hobbyist General Artist
YOU HAVE BEEN HUGGED 
Spread the DA love around! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!) 
RULES:
1- You can hug the person who hugged you!
2- You -MUST- hug 10 other people, at least! 
3- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their page!
4- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
5- You should most definitely get started hugging right away! 
Send This To All Your Friends, And Me If I Am 1. 
If You Get 7 Back You Are Loved! 
1-3 you're bad friend 
4-6 you're an ok friend 
7-9 you're a good friend 
10-& Up you're loved
Reply
:icontiniesttinsel:
TiniestTinsel Featured By Owner 1 day ago  Hobbyist General Artist
AH
YOU SURPRISED MEH 
But
I'm still gonna...
Bro hug :3
Reply
:iconxx-jayfeather-xx:
Xx-Jayfeather-xX Featured By Owner 1 day ago  Hobbyist General Artist
Much hugs, very happy -w-
Reply
:icontiniesttinsel:
TiniestTinsel Featured By Owner 1 day ago  Hobbyist General Artist
Yeh... They're the best ^u^
Reply
:iconkathrynpattison:
KathrynPattison Featured By Owner 2 days ago  Hobbyist General Artist
YOU HAVE BEEN HUGGED 
Spread the DA love around! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!) 
RULES:
1- You can hug the person who hugged you!
2- You -MUST- hug 10 other people, at least! 
3- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their page!
4- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
5- You should most definitely get started hugging right away! 
Send This To All Your Friends, And Me If I Am 1. 
If You Get 7 Back You Are Loved! 
1-3 you're bad friend 
4-6 you're an ok friend 
7-9 you're a good friend 
10-& Up you're loved
Reply
:icontiniesttinsel:
TiniestTinsel Featured By Owner 1 day ago  Hobbyist General Artist
Yay! Random hugs are best hugs ^^
Hug 2# 
Reply
:iconliesvevo:
LiesVEVO Featured By Owner Jan 20, 2017  Hobbyist Filmographer
HEY HAPPY BIRTHDAAAY :D
Reply
:icontiniesttinsel:
TiniestTinsel Featured By Owner Jan 20, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
AAAAH THANK YOU! ^^
Excited Blush 
Reply
:iconcolorflame:
colorflame Featured By Owner Jan 14, 2017  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thank you fer the badge Senpai~!!! XDDD
Reply
:icontiniesttinsel:
TiniestTinsel Featured By Owner Jan 14, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
No problem! And thank you too!! :D ^^
Reply
Add a Comment: