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Posted: Sat May 31, 2014 10:01 pm
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It started with small porcelain figurines, and the first one had been on accident. Her hip had bumped the table, and one figure - a smiling, waving humanoid - hit the ground to break at the neck and hand. At first she almost apologized to the broken figure and the empty room, but instead, something else happened: she grabbed another one, and threw it to the ground herself. It shattered in several pieces upon impact, and in that moment, it felt good.
A third figurine was sent to an early grave, along with the fourth and fifth. It wasn't long before she ran out of them to smash, and instead turned her attention to the rest of the room. She sought out the most breakable objects, and then scouted for the most solid object for proper destruction.
She found mirrors, thin pieces of furniture, some clay pots...and then she found a metal baseball bat tucked in the corner, as if it were waiting just for her. The bat was gripped tightly in her backward hand, and after a moment of simply standing there she finally lashed out - the bat was slammed into the first of the mirrors, fracturing the glass and sending shards flying towards her. Thankfully none embedded themselves in her flesh, and she was free to continue her path of destruction.
It wasn't long before the room was a mess. The once clean and orderly room in the Haunted House was quickly getting destroyed as the patchwork went on a rampage, intent on breaking the room as much as she could physically manage.
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2014 10:08 pm
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2014 10:25 pm
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Otto's arrival was, unfortunately, timed perfectly with a glass coaster hitting the door frame the moment he entered the room.
"Otto." Amrita hissed out, her expression pinching as she tilted her head back slightly to look down at him, inadvertently showing off a row of new stitches - ones that went right across her throat, as if someone had tried to cut it open at some point.
"Get out of here before the room locks you in." She growled her warning, turning on her toes to put her back to him...and to send her metal baseball bat through a thick glass table. It didn't seem to bother her that her feet were torn and bloody, pieces of glass, mirror and porcelain tearing into her flesh with every step. All that mattered, it seemed, was destruction. Nothing in this room would make it out in one piece, herself included.
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2014 10:16 am
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In the time it took for Otto to test the door and find it nothing more than a glorified wall, Amrita had forgotten all about him. She assumed he had listened to her - for once - and left, and had merely gone on destroying anything she could get her baseball bat on. When he asked her a question, she looked over her shoulder at him, her brow narrowed; she couldn't believe he was still here, and that much was obvious. Looked like they were locked in here, together again.
"I wasn't stuck in here." The patchwork grumbled. Now that he was here, she was just as stuck. "Thanks for that, by the way." She threw the bat she held across the room, her expression unchanging despite the somewhat satisfying ring that came with metal hitting something solid.
"I'm angry...so I came here to hit something." Amrita said slowly, annunciating her words as if she thought him stupid - though really, she may have also tried to calm herself down with it. "-And this stuff belongs to no one." She explained as she kicked at a half broken table. When it didn't break she grabbed one of the twisted legs, and tried again; this time, it broke in two easily, and the leg was thrown across the room as well.
"Don't pretend like you care. I know better." She grumbled, watching the thrown leg clatter to the ground in the distance.
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2014 10:26 am
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2014 10:34 am
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2014 10:44 am
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2014 11:03 am
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"That's a stupid figure of speech." She shot back, grumbling over it, and dropped her gaze to the ground. It would have been rather obvious how angry she was; even one glance around the room told more than she ever cared to admit. She debated telling him, flopping between wanting to vent, and not wanting a Hunter to know how damaged she was. He had placed her in yet another terrible situation, and she felt that old hatred for him rekindling in her core.
"The only thing I ever wanted out of my unlife...the only thing..." Her anger heated her first few words, but the more she spoke, the more it began to fade, making way for something a lot more miserable. "Is the one thing I can never have." Though no tears fell, her eye began to burn with the threat of them, and at her sides, her hands curled into fists.
"...Because everything else keeps ripping it away from me!" The misery from her voice was gone and the fiery anger was reborn anew. The ghoul turned, smashing both balled fists into a nearby cabinet, the wood breaking under the assault. "So, yes, I'm really ********' livid." She growled out using his own words, ripping her hands free of the cabinet.
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2014 11:12 am
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2014 11:26 am
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2014 11:31 am
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2014 1:00 pm
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