Plane crashes and white eyes
08-23-2013, 10:44 PM
Oddity rather liked this place despite it showing no purpose than a hang out. During the night hours like this, it seemed every step he took was lit up in a strange greenish glow from something. It was interesting and rather beautiful as well. His two different colored eyes, one gray and the other blue, were watching over the lights as he walked along the stable pillar. Other ones he had tried before would break and he fell onto the ice below causing a bit of bruising on his stomach. It made him rather upset, but he got over it quickly and just like a pup was back to playing as he was. Oddity reached the other side with ease, and sighed at the adventure. If he had been here with someone else, perhaps they could have created something wonderful. He still wondered what it felt like to actually consider one a friend. Though he had a deep secret he couldn't promise to protect them when things got bad. He just didn't have that part of his brain to connect those feelings. Oddity suffered from Psychopathy disorder. Something that he could never really get rid of in his lifetime. So he had lived with it and how his father had trained him to use it. Specially in the art of killing. Speech, |