Post by Mike Lohmann on Sept 8, 2013 13:52:53 GMT -8
Simon stood, at the edge of a clearing. The light of the moon shone down upon himself, giving the entire area an illuminated glow. Facing towards the dense forest, he had paced. rage licking at his heels. The events of the evening playing over and over again, in his mind. He had never known such anger. Such hatred. So very far from the 'typical' Simon, it was but a shadow of his former self. Fractured, to say the least, but insanity had no taken hold. No. This... this was not insanity that he felt.
It was clarity.
His pacing stopped, to look out once again over the dense and unoccupied treeline. His lips parted, and forward came the words of his heart.
"I have made so many exceptions. I try so hard, to make this world a better place." He literally trembled with anger, as he continued. "I am no fool, I know I cannot do this alone. I know that there will be so much resistance, but how can I even begin to fix things when everyone else is blind to the truth?"
Pacing begun again, further wearing down the groove in the ground that had begun to form.
"Some things, are not avoidable, for now. The lies, the killing, the further corruption and power mongering. I know that these things will take time, and in the end some may only have destruction in their future due to their own inability to let go of selfish desires... or they are just too far gone and cannot be made better again. I know these things, but some things...."
A deep growl emitted from his throat. It was unlike any sound he had ever issued, before. He wasnt even aware it happened.
"Some things, cannot not be left to abide. Some lines, are never to be allowed to be crossed. And someone has crossed them. Ignorant FUCKS who dont really have any grasp of the fire they play with. The danger they bring to not only themselves, but everyone around them. Or.... worse yet, they dont care."
He pointed towards the woods, thrusting his finger towards the the darkness.
"I WONT FUCKING STAND FOR IT! I WILL SEEK THOSE OUT, THAT THREATEN EVERYTHING WITH THEIR DARK DESIRES! THEIR IGNORANCE! They will be found... and they will suffer the consequences. I AM Hemlock... and judgement comes..."
With a snarl, his bones began to break... change.... he ripped apart his clothign with clawed hands, to make room for the changes. Black scales covering his form completely underneath the fabrics exposed and glinted in the moonlight. It shifted with him, but fur sprout from the exposed areas. Down, to all fours he went, face elongated. Pain wracked his form... snarling... snapping....
And soon, what once stood a man, stood a large wolf with green eyes. Silver fur laced with various streaks of black.
He turned to face south, eyes narrowing, a snarling growl accompanied death gaze. Paws moved him forward, and in the darkness of the tree line, pairs of eyes began to appear. Angry, wolven, eyes.
It was clarity.
His pacing stopped, to look out once again over the dense and unoccupied treeline. His lips parted, and forward came the words of his heart.
"I have made so many exceptions. I try so hard, to make this world a better place." He literally trembled with anger, as he continued. "I am no fool, I know I cannot do this alone. I know that there will be so much resistance, but how can I even begin to fix things when everyone else is blind to the truth?"
Pacing begun again, further wearing down the groove in the ground that had begun to form.
"Some things, are not avoidable, for now. The lies, the killing, the further corruption and power mongering. I know that these things will take time, and in the end some may only have destruction in their future due to their own inability to let go of selfish desires... or they are just too far gone and cannot be made better again. I know these things, but some things...."
A deep growl emitted from his throat. It was unlike any sound he had ever issued, before. He wasnt even aware it happened.
"Some things, cannot not be left to abide. Some lines, are never to be allowed to be crossed. And someone has crossed them. Ignorant FUCKS who dont really have any grasp of the fire they play with. The danger they bring to not only themselves, but everyone around them. Or.... worse yet, they dont care."
He pointed towards the woods, thrusting his finger towards the the darkness.
"I WONT FUCKING STAND FOR IT! I WILL SEEK THOSE OUT, THAT THREATEN EVERYTHING WITH THEIR DARK DESIRES! THEIR IGNORANCE! They will be found... and they will suffer the consequences. I AM Hemlock... and judgement comes..."
With a snarl, his bones began to break... change.... he ripped apart his clothign with clawed hands, to make room for the changes. Black scales covering his form completely underneath the fabrics exposed and glinted in the moonlight. It shifted with him, but fur sprout from the exposed areas. Down, to all fours he went, face elongated. Pain wracked his form... snarling... snapping....
And soon, what once stood a man, stood a large wolf with green eyes. Silver fur laced with various streaks of black.
He turned to face south, eyes narrowing, a snarling growl accompanied death gaze. Paws moved him forward, and in the darkness of the tree line, pairs of eyes began to appear. Angry, wolven, eyes.
