by The Kingpin » Tue May 04, 2010 11:38 pm
a corpse dragged itself into the room, gasping as it dragged it's otherwise crippled form towards robert, needing to feed, it's lower body missing, intestines trailing behidn it, bits of glass stabbed into the corpse's back, as a flock of crows hanging from a ceiling fan dove down onto the corpse, practically burying it in black feathers and eerie, glowing, blood red spots, the birds' eyes taking on a disturbing quality since being infected, the corpse letting out a desperate gasp before falling still, the clotted blood within it leaving a long brown-red streak from wherever it came from, all the way to where it lay...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG