Nollie O'Nell

“Here.” The girl moved forward, getting herself cut in the process, and then she took his arm. Nathair watched her a little like a wary animal, not used to being touched. But she kept her word and gently plied the glass out of his skin. Tears were starting to well in her eyes as she worked.

“I am Leana daughter of Nithel.” She said, and added w…[Read more]

Ugh, everything hurt. It hurts. Where’s Alessio? What is this place? Owowowowowowowowow, Arsene was in pain. Please let something happen that would make him turn humanoid again.

He was wet. He hated being wet, why was he wet?

Ow… Just let him sleep… he was tired… he hurt everywhere…

Before Sherlock could rip that fake to pieces, he…[Read more]

Leana winced as Nathair stood, and held out her arms to keep him from moving, before pulling them back. “Here.” She stepped forward, wincing as she stepped on glass herself, and took one of his arms gently, avoiding the cuts where she could. She looked at the shards, and felt like her heart was being stung. But she started removing them, carefully…[Read more]

The girl smiled tiredly at Nathair, looking at him with a sort of confidence that almost made him uneasy. Complete trust? Not even Alessio had looked at him that way, even at his most trusting, that was just stupid.

“I…meant your cuts? I don’t know anything about this place-“

“Ah. Well. That would be nice too.” He said with an ironic smile, fumb…[Read more]

BURN

Okay.

So.

I can scream for help.

I can break the glass. (haha, yeah. Sure. Just magic up some super-strength like Drake. Right.)

Or … will the switch flip again?

Nope. It’s stuck. Perfect.

Anyway that alarm is off.

I’m just gonna … keep ignoring the glowing hearts on my arm. Why not?

I mean, ya’know punk. Why wouldn’t…[Read more]

Leana- Leana’s eyes held pain, but hope. She smiled tiredly at the man, trusting him,  for some reason. “I… meant your cuts? I don’t know anything about this place-” This dream.

She looked at the tanks, but struggled to recognize any of their forms within them. It was like they were purposely blurred. Where’s Alessio? <span style=”font-size:…[Read more]

Nathair coughed, in a bloody heap by the broken cage, but thankfully that obnoxious ringing died out. He would’ve had it just fine but for some reason his powers hadn’t worked. Drugged? Sure that would explain an ability damp but there weren’t effective stops for ghouls and besides that he was a wizard.

He hadn’t felt this helplessness since t…[Read more]

Leana gasped and gagged as she fell from her strange cage. She’d found the lever, after the water drained away, after she’d given up on escape… but here she was. Hacking on a stone ground. Trembling with cold, from head to foot. I hate water. Actually, she was never really given the chance to love it.

She lifted her eyes, still wheezing and saw…[Read more]

@this-is-not-an-alien

[Nathair chooses to break the glass.]

[It trembles with each hit. But the water sloshes around you, slowing each blow, muting each hit.]

[This won’t do.]

[You urgently need air.]

[Play it smart.]

[Look for a weak point.]

[You try attacking where the glass meets the base.]

[In the process, you accidentally hit the s…[Read more]

BURN

[Do I have to be alone right now?]

[But I guess it’s fitting.]

Isn’t it funny though? When you think about it? My entire life – well, everything I remember about my life – has been spent worrying about number one.

Yeah.

This doesn’t change the fact that I am my own worst enemy. It’s me, myself, and I that beats me up. Me, myself, and…[Read more]