Blood drool
09-15-2014, 11:48 AM
He could see the water hitting the end of the pool of water. Two different colored eyes moving from one point to another, unable to focus on one point. The voices were telling him a story today, someone had drowned in this lake. Irrelevant to his life as always, but their annoying screeches something he had grown used to. In a world with no sound, they were his only friends. At least he thought so, was that right? He twisted his paws crossing each other and laughed out loud grinning to show off his needle like teeth. Tally the art sitting on the top of his head tried to stroke his ears a little to calm him down, but knowing Nia he was having a mood swing like he usually did. His tail wiggled like a snake as he opened his eyes wade, watching a fish in the water he struck out and grabbed it. Pulling it out it died almost instantly, and finally since forever he had a meal. Viciously digging into it, leaving a little for tally the white and tan rat climbing down only to eat before returning to her perch on his head.
The small boy would look around, look up to the sky. Smiling he laughed again, hopping closer to the water before looking at his reflection. He could feel the vibrations of his laughter, and it only made him want to laugh more. Tilting his head for a moment as tally sighed, this was just how he was. The poor mentally impaired boy had nothing else to do after all.
The small boy would look around, look up to the sky. Smiling he laughed again, hopping closer to the water before looking at his reflection. He could feel the vibrations of his laughter, and it only made him want to laugh more. Tilting his head for a moment as tally sighed, this was just how he was. The poor mentally impaired boy had nothing else to do after all.
09-15-2014, 12:20 PM
Laughing so damn hard, and no one knew why
The curious sound of laughter met her audits while she walked, simply out on the mainland looking for her family. She wasn't really up to much else, after she'd found Aksel on the island all those days ago. Now, she just had to drag her sisters back to Frost Island, and most likely her uncles would find them once there were enough of them to draw attention. Humming a quiet tune to herself, she wandered along the base of the mountain. However, the laughter seemed to draw her. She wanted to know what was so funny! Picking up her tea cupped paws, she trotted up the steep incline without a second thought. The girl was intrigued, and now she was determined to see what was making someone laugh. Mismatched audits stood tall atop her cranium, forever to be ever so slightly too big. Acidic pools sought the form of another, and hopefully, whatever was so funny hadn't left yet.
When she reached the top of the slope, a pallid frame became known to her. No other colour came to grace the small body, simply alabaster hues. She stepped closer, looking around curiously. Nothing looked funny from where she was standing. Maybe it was something under the water? Tiara would come to peer over the shoulder of the male standing by the waters edge, seeking the funny thing. She needed to know, she wanted to laugh about it too! When nothing became immediately apparent, toxic pools would meet the reflected gaze of the stranger in the water before them. "What's so funny?" She asked the strange male, raising an eyebrow in question. It was curious, but maybe there was a joke she'd missed as she walked up here?
"Speech"
But the rest is forgotten
09-15-2014, 12:58 PM
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There were obvious signs all around him that lead to different levels of discomfort in the world. Everyone around him was a conniving beast, ready to sink their flesh into his skin. Tally was his one and only connection to the real world, because when reality had betrayed him so many times, trauma on the boy had left him deeply and subconsciously afraid of everything. His mental impariment was not geared to one thing, he was bi-polar, heard voices in his head when he was deaf, sometimes even felt like he had multiple others inside of him. And it was just one cluster of an empty shell of a boy. Unable to have an attention span on one thing one day, but then another able to focus on it for hours. He was a small broken down toy of the world, abused down to the bone and yet remained seemingly perfect yet flawed.
His disability would prevent him from hearing her, he could not see her maw well within the water. For a moment his mind thought she was sneaking up on him, letting a sudden growl leave his throat in a warning out of his sudden distrust. Though it soon settled and his tail was wagging back and forth turning towards her, he laughed again. His vocals straining as he didn't know how loud or how quiet he was. His ears that no longer worked pinned back as Tally moved upwards standing on her hind paws to look at the girl.
"He finds everything funny it seems, sometimes it's a twig, another day it's his own reflection." the rat mentioned. Seeing as she was Nia's guide, but if he attacked this girl which he could out of no where with his disability, it would spell disaster. It may have been the way he was, but it placed him in danger as well as herself and others. Nia's mouth opened, his tongue rolling out as he hopped a little. "Pretty little, pretty little black and red, what a weird mix of colors I have seen." Nia would spout out of his mouth, he wouldn't be able to hear the words himself but he tried his best to feel the vibrations in his throat to make sure he was not yelling at her. Meeting his voice level half way.