Shaking My Head[Rhea Nyx] Oct 11, 2013 23:09:52 GMT -5
Post by Wilmarie Terrorhouse on Oct 11, 2013 23:09:52 GMT -5
✖ DREAMS TURN
INTO NIGHTMARES. OUR MEETING WAS A SPOILER BECAUSE HOWEVER YOU LOOK AT IT, THE ENDING WAS CLEAR. THE ILLUSION DIES AS TIME DRAGS ON.
After resting a bit in Las Noches, Wilmarie had to get out of that place. She hated being around there, especially whenever she is around Colin, he just disgusted her. Something told her that he was trouble, along with the primera, who was just as big of a pesky freak. The segunda was just forgettable and the Tercera was so fucking annoying that she wanted to snatch out her tounge. The fourth espada was a creepy ass weirdo, and she barely remembered either of the other espada. She only had herself to trust and feel comfortable aroud.
So after resting she headed to the Human World, there was always something for her to do here, like relax or comment on the humans and how a much of a mess they are. It was one of her favorite a pass time to sit and just talk shit about their appearance. She was odd that way, very quick to point out others deformities and issues, since she had little to none at all. She was a Bad Bitch and she knew it, iff anyone had a issue, they could get they ass beat. That was at least her main belief, she really enjoyed fighting, she was dangerous that way. If she get her hands lock on someone's hair, she will most definitely be beating coins out of their head and face.
"Ugh, that food was disgusting. Some human food is just to disgusting sometimes, should of just went to that america place or whatever. This place is to damn weird and all these people look to much alike with they're narrow eyes and shit." she stated while sitting a top of a metal box. Her right leg was cross over her left as her arms folded before her chest. With her back against the wall, her gaze shifted left to right as she eyed every civillian that passed before her. "Ratchet, Ugly, need to fix them shoes boo-boo. Her hair is not cute, ugh what is wrong with that boys pants, his ass is nearly all out. She looks like her cooka stanks, eew. Now she looks aight, like her shoes. That's about it though. And what is with all these scrawny men? Do any of them work out or something? Weak." she commented while shaking her head in disappointment. She was going back to back talking about the appearance of each human that pass her, pointing out their faults. Sometimes she can't help butshake her head in disappointment.