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CYANIDE!! KEEP RUNNING!!!!
"You shouldn't have come alone..."
Traveling...It's hot out here...
That'd be fine, if it wasn't for two things.
1) I hate heat
2) I'm wearing black.
As I walk tword Battery City, I keep worrying about Cyanide Flame. Is he ok? Is he in pain? Does he like me?
Why the hell does that matter?!?
My chest aches with the thoughts, and I trip over a rock. Now I'm tired, hot, sweaty, dirty, and swearing up a storm.
Resting would probably be a good idea before I bake in the sun...
Lith, if you can hear me, I'm coming. Hang in there and you'll be out in no time.
Poison out ;*
On my wayWell, that's it.
I'm headed for BLind.
Party, you'd beter take good care of Cyanide. I mean it
Cyanide, I hope you feel better soon
Elle, enjoy the chocolate.
Thanks for letting me stay as long as I have. I will come back with Lithium.
It'll be a looong walk to Battery City.
Poison out ;*
Uh oh---First thing in the morning... Just lying in bed.
Thoughts going everywhere and nowhere...
Watching Cyanide sleep in my bed, I realize...
I'm falling for him.
I shouldn't do this to myself. Bad enough Lith and all my other friends are in trouble, I can't be worrying any more about them. To really care about someone would be foolish.
Yet here I am.
Falling for Cyanide Flame.
Yep, the universse is screwing with me
PracticeAll my friends are hurting!!! I can't let this happen!!!
I may be watching Cyanide, but I won't be unprepared.
I practice shooting whenever I can (Usually when Cyanide's unconscious) and I made myself a set of knives.
As I sharpen them, I think about all the Killjoys in the Black parade.
As I practice, I think about those who fight beside me.
Cyanide Flame *thud*
Kobra Kid *thud*
Party Poison *thud*
A mantra that repeats itself over and over again.
I'm comming for blood, and you'd better watch out Korse...
This one's for you.
PracticeAll my friends are either hurt, in withdrawl, or captured!!!
I won't let this go on.
I may be watching Cyanide, but I'm not going to lay down and die.
I've been practicing shooting when Cyanide passes out, and I've made myself a set of knives.
I thought of the Killjoys we've lost as I sharpened them.
As I threw them into the target, I remember those still fighting.
Cyanide Flame *Thud*
Kobra Kid *Thud*
Party Poison *Thud*
A mantra that repeats itself over and over in my head.
I'm coming for blood.
Poison out ;*
Yay :DA piece of good news among all this pain and death...
Cyanide Flame is starting to come back!!!
The withdrawl is going painfully, as usual, but he's starting to be himself again!
That's all for now, details later
Lots of Love from your Poison Kiss ;*
Poison painI'm starting to wonder if the powers of the universe are out to get me....
All my friends are in pain or captured by BLind.
I wish I was there in their place.
The suffering around me is almost too much to bear.
My heart hurts and I can barely eat anything. I have to force myself to do everyday things.
I can't take much more of this. I just can't.
Can someone shoot me, just so I can feel something physical?
Pain that doesn't come from my heart?
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