Post by razz on Feb 2, 2012 18:06:17 GMT -5
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Ð r å c ö r í i
Trist's Lil Punkette Forever
--Half Shifted--
UNKNOWN
Is somewhere Unknown
says to ALL : Being stuck in Hell wasn't more to her than a holiday, really. She sat in the Mayhem Office and scrawled out a letter on some paper. She didn't know any other way to get the message across. Once written it would be held in the Umbra until Renn or Lex could be present in this plane of existence to recieve it. No other of the Se'raphex would be able to claim it as theirs, not even Triston which she devoted her loyalty to. For long moments she would lightly drum her claw's on either side of the black paper, her eyes glancing to the silver pen. then finally she plucked up the pen and began to write. Which is something she haddn't done in a very long time....
To whom it may concern;
I write this with the everlasting wish to be reunited with others of the family. Plenty of time has passed, and I have grown in so many ways. There is not enough paper to fully explain it all. I will forever be devoted, and will never forget where I came from. I have lived solitary for many years, and have been forced to learn the ways mostly on my own, and from what I remember the most. I would like to request a meeting with you. Although I understand the unrealistic nature of such a request. Just know I wear the name proudly, and will continue to grow regardless of being without others. I have found a new home, and once this letter is opened I am sure it will be found. There is a club named Mayhem, and there is an eclectic mix of beings here. I have even had to re-learn the human lingo, and mannerisms! Just know that no shame will be brought to this family's name by 'me'. I hope you are still living.....in any shape or form.
Salome Se'raphex....
She would lay the silver pen down and eye the letter. It was difficult to express any manner of emotions, let alone insight to herself. Folding the paper three times she would place it on the desk for Chaos to later find, and send away from the mortal plane for her. Slowly she rises up and saunters out of the office. Glancing back at the desk with a near longing in her eyes before heading back down the hallway. She felt detached and alone. though perhaps one day this would be seen, and she could find peace once more.
Ð r å c ö r í i
Trist's Lil Punkette Forever
--Half Shifted--
UNKNOWN
Is somewhere Unknown
says to ALL : Being stuck in Hell wasn't more to her than a holiday, really. She sat in the Mayhem Office and scrawled out a letter on some paper. She didn't know any other way to get the message across. Once written it would be held in the Umbra until Renn or Lex could be present in this plane of existence to recieve it. No other of the Se'raphex would be able to claim it as theirs, not even Triston which she devoted her loyalty to. For long moments she would lightly drum her claw's on either side of the black paper, her eyes glancing to the silver pen. then finally she plucked up the pen and began to write. Which is something she haddn't done in a very long time....
To whom it may concern;
I write this with the everlasting wish to be reunited with others of the family. Plenty of time has passed, and I have grown in so many ways. There is not enough paper to fully explain it all. I will forever be devoted, and will never forget where I came from. I have lived solitary for many years, and have been forced to learn the ways mostly on my own, and from what I remember the most. I would like to request a meeting with you. Although I understand the unrealistic nature of such a request. Just know I wear the name proudly, and will continue to grow regardless of being without others. I have found a new home, and once this letter is opened I am sure it will be found. There is a club named Mayhem, and there is an eclectic mix of beings here. I have even had to re-learn the human lingo, and mannerisms! Just know that no shame will be brought to this family's name by 'me'. I hope you are still living.....in any shape or form.
Salome Se'raphex....
She would lay the silver pen down and eye the letter. It was difficult to express any manner of emotions, let alone insight to herself. Folding the paper three times she would place it on the desk for Chaos to later find, and send away from the mortal plane for her. Slowly she rises up and saunters out of the office. Glancing back at the desk with a near longing in her eyes before heading back down the hallway. She felt detached and alone. though perhaps one day this would be seen, and she could find peace once more.
