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rainbowfic2014-01-19 12:29 am
shadowsong26) wrote in rainbowfic2014-01-19 12:29 am
Entry tags:
- author: shadowsong26 supreme whumpmaster,
- color: fake blood red,
- color: skyblue pink w/ striped polkadots,
- color: transparent,
- story: feredar,
- style: miniature,
- style: paint-by-numbers,
- style: photography,
- supply: chalk,
- supply: charcoal,
- supply: eraser,
- supply: feathers,
- supply: novelty beads,
- supply: oils,
- supply: seed beads
Transparent #23, Fake Blood Red #6, Skyblue Pink with Striped Polka Dots #5
Name: shadowsong26
Story: Lockdown
'Verse: Feredar
Colors: Transparent #23. Atmosphere, Fake Blood Red #6. That guy right there was laughing at me!, Skyblue Pink with Striped Polka Dots #5. “Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It's not.” (Shall we dance? Shall we then say ‘goodnight’ and mean ‘goodbye’?)
Supplies and Materials: photography, miniature, paint-by-numbers, eraser (Urban Fantasy AU), oils, feathers, charcoal, chalk, seed beads, novelty beads
Word Count: 100
Rating: R
Characters: Kit
Warnings: Serial killer POV, description of werewolf transformation
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always. Last Transparent and last Fake Blood Red!
Kit locked the containment room, then fixed himself a drink. They'd been late getting him in, and Mel was already screaming--at least that phase didn't last long.
The worst of it was, Kit was trapped, too. He couldn't hunt tonight; it was too dangerous and too unsatisfying to kill one in wolf-form.
He could go out and find some other way to entertain himself. He'd be back by morning.
Mel was growling now. He'd never even know. And the room was secure.
Kit put his glass in the sink and grabbed his keys.
No reason for him to suffer, too.
Story: Lockdown
'Verse: Feredar
Colors: Transparent #23. Atmosphere, Fake Blood Red #6. That guy right there was laughing at me!, Skyblue Pink with Striped Polka Dots #5. “Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It's not.” (Shall we dance? Shall we then say ‘goodnight’ and mean ‘goodbye’?)
Supplies and Materials: photography, miniature, paint-by-numbers, eraser (Urban Fantasy AU), oils, feathers, charcoal, chalk, seed beads, novelty beads
Word Count: 100
Rating: R
Characters: Kit
Warnings: Serial killer POV, description of werewolf transformation
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always. Last Transparent and last Fake Blood Red!
Kit locked the containment room, then fixed himself a drink. They'd been late getting him in, and Mel was already screaming--at least that phase didn't last long.
The worst of it was, Kit was trapped, too. He couldn't hunt tonight; it was too dangerous and too unsatisfying to kill one in wolf-form.
He could go out and find some other way to entertain himself. He'd be back by morning.
Mel was growling now. He'd never even know. And the room was secure.
Kit put his glass in the sink and grabbed his keys.
No reason for him to suffer, too.
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This is why he ends up leaving Mel in there several hours after he's human again half the time. :/