.:.Maggots dreams before I ate lunch. Not pretty.:. -- Apartment

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Subject: .:.Maggots dreams before I ate lunch. Not pretty.:.

Author:
Zeth

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Date Posted: 15:32:37 06/28/05 Tue
In reply to: ______ 's message, "sadist dream" on 15:08:12 06/28/05 Tue

.:. He laid calmly on the floor while the dream took place, watching the lovely movements of his Briallan. But then? A scream escaped from his mouth where a pleasant, innocence smile had been seconds ago. Surrounded by those that had rushed forward upon his downfall, he clawed at his face in attempt to remove the imaginary maggots that had fallen there. Trying to shield his eyes from the sand, he picked himself up hastily but his foot caught on the rug and he took a dramatic nose dive before he even opened his eyes. Diving into the ashes of Briallan he flipped on his back, eyes squeezed shut against the flaming hell that was suspended above him. Another scream, a gasp, a twist, and a claw and he was stumbling blindly forward all thought of his swollen cheek forgotten. The voice of Briallan clouded his mind as hell took her back into its grasp. He made it as far as the kitchen with his two worlds violently colliding. He was in his apartment again but the roof was still missing and the fire was blaring heat at his body. The tile was still littered with maggots and thorns (Which he failed to realize weren�t injuring his hands as he crawled along) but as he found the booted legs of Max the worlds broke apart and finally separated. Clinging to her legs, he wrapped thick arms around her and cowered away from the last breaking thorn that fell towards him. And then? He was left in the sudden silence of his party guests as they stared at him as if he was crazy. They hadn�t seen the roof torn apart from the warehouse and the red sky above, had they? It began to make sense to him as the last bolt was put back into place and his eyes widened in fear. With rapid breathing he was putting things quickly into perspective under the quizzical gaze of Max. He�d been knocked out and that had been a dream. Just a dream. But he�d wouldn�t forget how violent it�d turned from good to bad. He stuttered to put words together but found himself incapable of such a primitive task. Instead? He just looked helplessly up at Max. Like a little lost puppy. Take care of me� please? �.pretty please? You can play with meh if you doooo�. .:.

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$ The Betrayed $	Alicia Baslazari	20:00:57 06/28/05 Tue
::the confused:: -- Max, 21:18:33 06/28/05 Tue .:. Days I wore a skirt .:. -- Zeth, 16:30:50 06/29/05 Wed $Broken$ -- Alicia Baslazari, 17:06:56 06/29/05 Wed ::men in tights:: -- Max, 17:29:58 06/29/05 Wed .:. and looking damn sexy.:. -- Zeth, 22:59:46 07/01/05 Fri .:. just like always.:. -- Looful, 23:02:44 07/01/05 Fri (Okies) (NT) -- Constance, 00:28:18 07/02/05 Sat $I Might As Well Die$ -- Alicia Baslazari, 01:04:10 07/02/05 Sat ::been there... done that:: -- Max, 19:04:49 07/02/05 Sat .:.Oh really?.:. -- Zeth, 00:28:16 07/03/05 Sun $Don't Break What You Can Not Fix$ -- Alicia Baslazari, 02:36:34 07/03/05 Sun .:. I have a wrench.:. -- Zeth, 18:25:19 07/03/05 Sun $Just Use the Hammer$ -- Alicia Baslazari, 20:33:22 07/03/05 Sun .:. SMASH.:. -- Zeth, 23:16:42 07/03/05 Sun $Broken$ -- Alicia Baslazari, 00:08:48 07/04/05 Mon .:. I can glue it.:. -- Zeth, 00:18:45 07/04/05 Mon $You'll Only Get Stuck To Me$ -- Alicia Baslazari, 01:07:34 07/04/05 Mon .:. That's true...I'll call Mr. Fixit. .:. -- Zeth, 00:45:11 07/05/05 Tue toilet needs fixed -- ghosty, 05:07:26 07/05/05 Tue $Just Jiggle the Handle$ -- Alicia Baslazari, 23:41:28 07/05/05 Tue .:. Mad Man.:. -- Zeth, 00:25:03 07/06/05 Wed $Lost$ -- Alicia Baslazari, 00:57:10 07/06/05 Wed .:. Navigator.:. -- Zeth, 01:43:05 07/06/05 Wed $Follower$ -- Alicia Baslazari, 01:55:48 07/06/05 Wed