Adventure Twisted Side Story - CRAZZZZY RAT AND HIS CAST OF

[Anastasia]

You find one, one that isn't even THAT dirty, a few blocks away.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat walks into the area, and stares at the mirror above the sink..

"Nothing left for me here... nothing worthwhile.."

Giggling to himself, he turns on the hot water of the sink.

"Hey, Yuki. I'll be with you soon."

Holding his wrist under the water, he slits it with his knife.

"Or maybe I'll be reincarnated."

Transferring the knife to the other hand, he slits the next hand, too.

"Or maybe I'll just fade to nothingness."

Dropping the knife into the sink, he watches the blood trail with the water with a morbid fascination.

"Who knows? Who cares? At least it'll be better.. than.. here.."

[Anastasia]

You slump over, feeling exhaustion...sleepy..."hey!"

...finally falling asleep...."oh god!"

...slipping....

OOC: See next post.

[Anastasia]

For a moment, you see something ahead, a vast field of flame drawing you to it, horror...NO!...But it fades away as you feel something jerk you back.

Through red, bleary eyes, you see your wrists stop bleeing and close up. Two hands are grasping your arms, hands that are red and black.

You feel your body being layed down and turned upwards on the cool floor. A person is above you, a blur of red and black...armor? Battle gear? Kevlar? You can't make it out. More than that, a sense of that thing BEING there floods your senses. It is looking down at your without a word or movement.

Violation, relief, shock and confusion all flood your mind as your sight clears.

[Carthrat]

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

[Anastasia]

Your scream sounds lifeless even to your ears, the cry of a sick, lost babe.  

Your vision clears more...and you see it's face. It is made of shadow, with red, bleeding sores all over it's ebony skin. A sound that forms words comes from it, composed of the cries of the fallen and the dripping tears of the innocent.

"Serve me."

You feel an overwhelming urge to bow to this monster, despite your state and it's horrifying apperance.

"Live to serve me."

[Carthrat]

Carthrat struggles to remain upright despite it all..

"Who.. who are you?"

[Anastasia]

"I am your God, fallen one." you feel both revulsion and sleep overwhelm you, sending you back to blackness.

[Anastasia]

Carthrat slowly wakes up on the floor of the bathroom in a pool of blood.

You feel good, at least as far as your body goes. But your mind...As you lay there, various images of violence, weapons and desecrations flash through your mind.

Shaking your head, the visions fade. You don't feel any different, just...empty. Very empty.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat staggers out of the bathroom, trying to shove from his memory everything that happened in the last 24 hours.

He can't think of anything but his regrets. Allways his regret. Always Yuki. Always death and violence..

[Anastasia]

It is late morning, sunshine and heat beating down on you. A few people are about, but otherwise it is quiet.

[Carthrat]

Carthrat manages to hold down his apathy long enough to check over his equipment and how he actually *feels*..

[Anastasia]

Your equipment is fine, all in working order.

Bodily, you feel well. Your wrists are uncut and unscarred. In fact, you feel a certain energy bubbling in you.

But mentally, you feel barren somehow. Not just drained, but whole cloth ripped away.

[Carthrat]

"What the hell..."

Carthrat shakes his head.

What to do now?

He wasn't hungry. He wasn't tired. He wasn't *anything*.

Carthrat starts looking for a nightclub. Yeah. Maybe some mindless dancing and drinking would get rid of his mood. Yeah. When he woke up tomorrow with a hangover, he'd be right.

[Anastasia]

You wander through the streets, past both innocent children playing and mothers being raped in front of them. Business men hustle about, weaving between the raining body parts.

Huh?

You shake your head, wondering where that came from. Looking down, you realise you are grasping your gun.