Alter Ego
that evil mod from hell
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- Age 37
- Touhou land, grazing danmaku all the way
- Seen Aug 8, 2010
Akira took the spot that Hitari offered her and cleared her throat for a moment before beggining her tale:
"It all happened neary my hometown, Verdanturf, back when I was still a beautiful and social girl." she eyed her greyish skin contemptously "There weren't really that many kids in my age group around where I lived, so my parents had bought me a Poochyena for a pet." Akira felt her eyes tear behind the shades at the memory, but kept her voice calm "He was-the most adorable little thing, we got along great, right from the start, me and Hiro. We soon took up travelling in the nearby wilderness, you know exploring. It was during one of those trips, just after my fourteenth birthday, we were on our way home when...Hiro just started growling for no reason and jumped me. That was when I got this." she gestured at the bandaged scar on her left ankle "I panicked of course, it hurt so terribly and the next thing I knew I-I was standing there, with my hands all grey and covered with blood..." Akira's body began trembling slightly and her voice began faultering but she pushed on "Hiro's blood." she continued, her voice barely a whisper. "His body was just lying there, all scarred and lifeless. But his eyes...they stared at me accusingly..."
The tearflow had reached such proportions that Akira was forced to take of her shades and wipe the droplets away from her blood-red eyes with her hand. Two years of pent-up hatred and self-loathing came bursting from their containment and it took numerous minutes of effort for her to get it under control.
Akira carefully put her shades back on and turned towards Hitari anxiously, fearing that the girl would be appaled by her deed. "And that..." she concluded quietly "Is the reason I was lost in thought and bumped into you."
"It all happened neary my hometown, Verdanturf, back when I was still a beautiful and social girl." she eyed her greyish skin contemptously "There weren't really that many kids in my age group around where I lived, so my parents had bought me a Poochyena for a pet." Akira felt her eyes tear behind the shades at the memory, but kept her voice calm "He was-the most adorable little thing, we got along great, right from the start, me and Hiro. We soon took up travelling in the nearby wilderness, you know exploring. It was during one of those trips, just after my fourteenth birthday, we were on our way home when...Hiro just started growling for no reason and jumped me. That was when I got this." she gestured at the bandaged scar on her left ankle "I panicked of course, it hurt so terribly and the next thing I knew I-I was standing there, with my hands all grey and covered with blood..." Akira's body began trembling slightly and her voice began faultering but she pushed on "Hiro's blood." she continued, her voice barely a whisper. "His body was just lying there, all scarred and lifeless. But his eyes...they stared at me accusingly..."
The tearflow had reached such proportions that Akira was forced to take of her shades and wipe the droplets away from her blood-red eyes with her hand. Two years of pent-up hatred and self-loathing came bursting from their containment and it took numerous minutes of effort for her to get it under control.
Akira carefully put her shades back on and turned towards Hitari anxiously, fearing that the girl would be appaled by her deed. "And that..." she concluded quietly "Is the reason I was lost in thought and bumped into you."
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