TalutahShe puts the mask on. FacelessTalutah by Krikak
Another night passed. Sleepless
A day takes the turn. Restless
It’s her time to live. Reckless
He can never be the same
Not after loving and letting go
Not after loving and leaving
Not after loving and hating
~ ~ ~
The arrival of night
Means another fight
Talutah savours the blood
After another desperate cut
A poet of the soul
Waits to get his dole
Songs of the dark muse
Defining how much he’ll lose
~ ~ ~
Nothing’s left, just to wait
‘til the reckoning day
For him to lose his soul
For her to end the faceless role
Words hurt, but being precise
He’ll pay the ultimate price
The poet tries to describe silence
Dwelling in the world of violence.
~ ~ ~
Coming unknown to the world she made
The visions in a reflection of a blade
Sinking in the flood of her own blood
This is the ending of a young bud
Was Talutah ever real?
Could she ever feel?
The poet swallows the poison
Giving the last gaze to the horizon
And all is gone.
They Corrupt Them chapter 4They Corrupt Them chapter 4 by TheRealZadZap
They Corrupt Them
~That same night~
When Zim arrives home, Gir hugs him around his legs. "Mastuh you home!!!!!!! Mary said you would be I am so happy! I even made you a burrito!" Zim looks at the burrito that appears radioactive and his eye twitches as he removes his disguise. "How lovely Gir, I appreciate it but Zim has already eaten." He smiles at Gir, trying to look truly repentant he couldn't eat the robot’s burrito and Gir's eyes water looking up at Zim. "Mastuh doesn't want my burrito?" the robot sniffles and Zim’s eye twitches again but resigns himself to eating it. He walks up to the accursed food and swears he sees something crawl in it. He feels bile rise up in his throat and picks it up. Swallowing thickly Zim takes a bite and has to resist the urge to die. "It is delicious Gir..." Zim compliments the robot before feeling the poison enter his system so he tactfully drops it into a plant that promptly dies while Gir is busy dancing for joy. Feeling woozy
They Corrupt Them PrologueThey Corrupt Them Prologue by TheRealZadZap
They Corrupt Them
A tall Irken with blue eyes paced as another with green eyes watched; she was nervous it was easy to tell, it had been a year since the Control Brains had become a part of their life. As helpful as they were, things just didn’t feel right, before they were brought it Irkens were allowed to have relationships. “Ava, what do you suggest we do?” The green eyed Irken asked quietly as he watched her nervous figure; he hated to see her so nervous, the co-tallest turned to him. “We must warn our people Blun, our race has become slave to these machines. We are no longer allowed to make friendships, be in relationships…have smeets of our own! Instead we use these cloning chambers.” She frowned. “Our way of life has changed dramatically.”
Blun had to admit that while the Control Brains had made their race stronger so other races wouldn’t use them for their needs, but in turn took away their freedom, becoming a slave
TorqueoSeptember 30th, 2015Torqueo by Caylee-Slansen
They found another last night. They think it's the same thing, Torqueo.
They have no idea where it came from, but it comes for you in the dead of night - those insomniac nights when you can't get to sleep. Apparently you can't see it but you'll know when it's there. Little things, the "classics": the feeling of being watched, creaking noises, movement in the corner of your eye. Those simple things you try to shrug off as your imagination.
It bides its time, teasing you, trying to get you as susceptible as possible. It wants your imagination to run wild, to envisage the worst things you possibly can. And when you reach that pinnacle moment, it strikes. It turns that worst thought, that worst imagining in your head into a reality. A slow, exceptionally torturous reality.
They find you the next morning. Your body frozen, trapped. But your eyes scream it all. You're still there. It still has you. Torqueo. An eternity of torment.
They haven't worked out how to esc
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