Casino of Wrath (Ace's nightmare)
Nov 16, 2012 19:11:04 GMT -7
Post by Dealer's Button on Nov 16, 2012 19:11:04 GMT -7
Setting[/b][/u]
This place is a fragment of a dimension that warps the victim's inner flaws. It takes the appearance of a casino with numerous lottery sounds and the mocking laughs of the waitresses that continue to serve drinks that makes all who is stuck in this foul reality to twist and turn with a smile upon their face. The walls change as the colors from the numerous slot games blink distorting its features. A illusion that brings visitors into the victem's own mind where they suffer for eternity. The victim was once a feared night who valued honor and tradition but now his inner anger decided his fate.
Rules[/b]
~pm to join
~ 1 vs 1
~no attacking on first post
~must state all items in their introductory post
~enter~
Sitting at a card table Ace's light blue eyes lazily looked at the cards. Blood of numerous shades were stained upon the once white surfaces. Dark shadows were beneath the chivalrous gambler's eyes as his teeth viciously grinded against each other. His gloves were torn due to the numerous times he clawed at the same table wanting to unleash his anger on the dealer that dealt him the foul cards. The Knave of Hearts desired peace but his anger blinded his motives that trapped him in this dimension of his inner self. Laying beside him was a jester mask its surface cracked with the vengeance of time and the blood of his wife and kid that make his sanity snap.
Blood shot light blue eyes glanced at his hip and his wrists. Each of these checked spots had a card holster strapped upon them. Every one of these holsters were filled with 4 decks of cards. His torn white gloved hand slithered into his buttbag his naked fingertips brushing against the 80 ice exploding tags lingering within. He saw the illusionary dealer smirk Ace immediately lounged forward. "one more smirk i will slice of those damn lips and paint your blood all of this wretched place"[/b] the yukikage yelled with anger reverberating from his voice. After a few moments grasped in his hand the dealer simply faded away turning to a simple wisp of smoke.
Ace stood up his hands ravishingly going to his hair pulling out numerous light blond strains. His cracked nails dug into his scalp as the anger inside his heart continued to eat away his sanity. The Knave of Hearts wanted to be free but his desire to make this place pay for making his life into a foolish prank kept him trapped.
This place is a fragment of a dimension that warps the victim's inner flaws. It takes the appearance of a casino with numerous lottery sounds and the mocking laughs of the waitresses that continue to serve drinks that makes all who is stuck in this foul reality to twist and turn with a smile upon their face. The walls change as the colors from the numerous slot games blink distorting its features. A illusion that brings visitors into the victem's own mind where they suffer for eternity. The victim was once a feared night who valued honor and tradition but now his inner anger decided his fate.
Rules[/b]
~pm to join
~ 1 vs 1
~no attacking on first post
~must state all items in their introductory post
~enter~
Sitting at a card table Ace's light blue eyes lazily looked at the cards. Blood of numerous shades were stained upon the once white surfaces. Dark shadows were beneath the chivalrous gambler's eyes as his teeth viciously grinded against each other. His gloves were torn due to the numerous times he clawed at the same table wanting to unleash his anger on the dealer that dealt him the foul cards. The Knave of Hearts desired peace but his anger blinded his motives that trapped him in this dimension of his inner self. Laying beside him was a jester mask its surface cracked with the vengeance of time and the blood of his wife and kid that make his sanity snap.
Blood shot light blue eyes glanced at his hip and his wrists. Each of these checked spots had a card holster strapped upon them. Every one of these holsters were filled with 4 decks of cards. His torn white gloved hand slithered into his buttbag his naked fingertips brushing against the 80 ice exploding tags lingering within. He saw the illusionary dealer smirk Ace immediately lounged forward. "one more smirk i will slice of those damn lips and paint your blood all of this wretched place"[/b] the yukikage yelled with anger reverberating from his voice. After a few moments grasped in his hand the dealer simply faded away turning to a simple wisp of smoke.
Ace stood up his hands ravishingly going to his hair pulling out numerous light blond strains. His cracked nails dug into his scalp as the anger inside his heart continued to eat away his sanity. The Knave of Hearts wanted to be free but his desire to make this place pay for making his life into a foolish prank kept him trapped.