Identity Crisis [Gore Warning]

[Wretched 2075]

 

His screeching, childish laughter fades into the distance, leaving nothing in his wake but the delicate song of chirping birds, the rustle of wildlife, the gentle flow of the river and the most foul stench of blood. It was a day like any other, and quite a pleasent day at that. Naturally families leave the safety of their homes on such sought out days as these. But that was always the catch of a 'good thing'... Something would always be taking advantage of the very same thing...

 

The travelers journeying to Abresi would encounter a thick streak of red coating over the road, trailing off into the woodland where flies dart madly back and forth in frantic excitement. Small pools of splattered blood soak their way through the cracks in the stones, glooping outwards to expand the ever-growing spread of the purtid death across the path of which is so regularly walked.

 

 

To follow the foul trail is to discover its source: two bodies sit slumped against the trunk of a tree, a mother, and a child. But at a first glance, something would appear to be very wrong... besides the mass of open wounds peppering their bodies, only at a closer look would one realise that their heads have been switched... Atop the mother's mutilated body sat the head of her own male child, stitched to the neck by what would appear to be black thread. The child's eyes remain wide open, the expression of pure terror remains plastered to his face long after his demise.

 

And likewise atop the child's body, sat the head of his mother, stitched to his neck in a similar manner. The only difference was that his mother's eyes were missing, her head leant back against the bloodstained bark of the tree, dried blood coats her chin where she had clearly been throwing up blood at an unhealthy rate before she died. Flies dart between the pair's corpses hungrily, gathering into a swarm of buzzing and feasting.

 

And through all this chaos, one may notice very thin, and very faint bloody footsteps leading away from the scene of utter destruction. But these footsteps didn't lead away from Abresi, they headed straight for it, fading entirely by the time they reached the gate. But Knox was long gone, he knew far better than to linger at the scene of the crime, despite his eagerness to witness the reactions of those using the road. And while he was overcome with joy, his felt a pang of anger. His thoughts raced, wondering how he was always the one to be outcasted when these people brought their demise upon themselves. But through his troubled thoughts,  the smile returned to his face with the image of the mother and child. Even he had to admit, it had been a while....

 

And back at the most magnificent of deaths, sat something completely concealed until a brave soul would come to shift the bodies. A small, torn parchment bearing two small words written in the blood of the victims was placed beneath the corpses, its writer unknown to all but Knox but its message very clear...

 

[Shadeleaf 1022]

((^^ Marvelous writing Ben, cant wait for more Knoxxyness))

[Kaiser 2347]

((PRAISE THE PUMPKIN LORD. DRINK THE BLOOD OF THE INNOCENTS IN HIS NAME. KILL THE UN-HOLY. PRAISE THE LORD OF PUMPKINS.))

[Gwonam_Blaze 385]

(( I love your roleplay and all, and please don't get the wrong idea when I say this, but don't you think this was a 'little' too extortionate?  I know Knox's roleplay is always pretty grim, but come on, even SAW wouldn't show this kind of stuff... don't you think you can keep it a little less detailed? :P Anyway, this was pretty scary to read and I now have a reason to fear stepping outside once again! Lord save me. ))

[Amorphbutt 199]

((THIS BRINGS A TEAR TO MY EYE EVERY TIME I READ IT. THANK YOU, BENBOBAT FOR THIS. *he says in a voice like rolling granite*))

[Wretched 2075]

(( I love your roleplay and all, and please don't get the wrong idea when I say this, but don't you think this was a 'little' too extortionate?  I know Knox's roleplay is always pretty grim, but come on, even SAW wouldn't show this kind of stuff... don't you think you can keep it a little less detailed? :P Anyway, this was pretty scary to read and I now have a reason to fear stepping outside once again! Lord save me. ))

 

Rule of thumb is that if there's Voltaire music at the top, then it's gonna be a gore-fest. Rather than lowering how graphic it is I could always put a warning in the title for those that don't want to see it, if you like.

[Gwonam_Blaze 385]

Rule of thumb is that if there's Voltaire music at the top, then it's gonna be a gore-fest. Rather than lowering how graphic it is I could always put a warning in the title for those that don't want to see it if you like.

(( Hey, now I think about it, I guess I am being a little too soft. It's really the whole subject of killing a child and practically playing with their corpse that kinda gets to me. But your warning thing sounds like a perfect idea. And again, don't get the wrong idea; I loved the read, even if it did make me feel a little sick :3 ))

[Wretched 2075]

(( Hey, now I think about it, I guess I am being a little too soft. It's really the whole subject of killing a child and practically playing with their corpse that kinda gets to me. But your warning thing sounds like a perfect idea. And again, don't get the wrong idea; I loved the read, even if it did make me feel a little sick :3 ))

 

Title's been editted. +1 for the honest feedback ^^

[Stag 3231]

((*iatrilemar wonders how he can miss him having seen him a couple moons ago))