This is a b which every single one of the OCs I've posted here will be revealing their sad and broken down parts. I'm warning you that this is a huge post. If you only want to read the story of a certain character, just scroll over to their name. Now take out some tissues everyone~
:ghost: Rebecca :ghost:
A little girl loomed over a sheet of paper and several crayons. She wore a black simple dress that looked too big for her, her short black hair tied into two pigtails. A young woman walked over to her and tried to look over her shoulder.
"What are you drawing, Rebecca dear?" she said smiling.
"Oh, hello, Miss Linds. I was just drawing my life," the child answered as she held up the drawing.
It showed a bunch if stick figures. There were two in the middle, a small one and a tall one. They were colored in red and had horns but their face were sad. The rest that stood around them were coloured in blue with golden halos above their heads and evil grins on their faces.
The image then blurs and we see the same little girl on a stage looking at several other children all talking in one corner. The roles for a play were being discussed. The little girl walked over to them and peeked over their shoulders.
"What am I gonna be?" she asked happily.
"You're gonna be the black angel, obviously, since you're so ugly," another little girl answered in a bratty voice making the rest of them laugh.
Rebecca's smile dropped for a moment only for it to return quickly. It was okay, the black demon played an important part, didn't he?
"Okay! I'll be the best black angel ever!" she said as she ran off to draw what her new costume would look like.
Later that day, as the family stood at the table for dinner, Rebecca's sister would go on and on about her role as the princess. Rebecca smirked and also told her father that she would be the black angel.
"Why of course. You bring nothing but disaster anyway. The role fits you well," her step mother said laughing as her daughter ed in.
Rebecca fell silent and glared down at her bowl of soup. She didn't speak for the rest of the evening and then as her and her sister were going to bed, she couldn't help but glance at the sparkly, bright pink Princess dress of her sister and then at the small black wings on her bed.
Small tears rolled down her cheeks as she crawled into bed. Mr. Krampus had told her to be strong and proud of being unique but it was so hard sometimes.
"I don't want to be the black angel. I want to be the princess... at least for once, I wanna be pretty too," she whispered to herself, careful not to wake her sister.
:sunny: Smile :sunny:
A figure sat on top of a high building, glancing down at the many lights of the city and the small creatures moving around in the artificial light. The sky was clouded, moon wasn't visible, it was probably going to rain.
"They're so funny. Walking back and forth, repeating the same actions, living the same day over and over. They're so stupid! They could do anything and yet they choose such monotone lives," he spoke as another figure walked up to him from behind and sighed.
"You have begun to speak like me, my friend. I sense sadness inside you, what is the matter?" A young Kazuma asked as he sat down next to his creation.
"I don't know. Maybe I'm just envious." He began to pull at the string that was keeping the edges of his mouth shut. "I'll never get to be like them."
Kazuma patted his back as guilt bloomed inside him. He couldn't help in any way, he was struggling to give Smile the ability to feel happiness, love, hope. And the fact that he'd made him as smart as himself wasn't helping either. He was torturing his own friend, wasn't he?
Smile shook his head and then looked at his master with a crazy grin. Upsetting Kazuma wasn't a good thing, he'd been created to him after all.
"Forgive me, master. I was just thinking out loud. I'm very grateful for everything you gave me. I am aware that I may never be a real human but it's alright, I'll stay by your side and continue to be your loyal servant."
"Jack... Thank you."
:skull: Kazuma :skull:
The master of it all sat down on his throne inside the mansion and ran a hand through his short dark hair. Today wasn't a good day, he was feeling so down he couldn't even find a proper victim. He looked over at a woman whose bottom half belonged to a huge spider. Her expression was filled with confusion as she stared at her master.
"My lord, I cannot feel sadness but I very well notice yours. What brings you down? Is there any way I can be of use to you?" she asked as she came closer.
Kazuma shook his head and took out two small pictures from his breast pocket. One showed a child with his parents, all smiling happily as they held up a big fish they had caught in the lake that stood behind them. In the other there was a beautiful woman smiling gently, dressed in a summer dress with her wavy brown hair left loose.
"I miss them, Rica. Reality is horrifying to me but there are times when I truly miss it. I've tried reviving them, tried to make creatures with their faces but it's no use. They are nothing but puppets. I will never have them back."
Rica rarely saw her master in this state. Lord Moldark was normally a cruel, strict and frightening man that she greatly ired. But from time to time, he would turn back into the little Kazuma from that picture and reveal his weakened self.
"My master, I am sorry I am not real. I wish I was capable of catching your sorrows in my web and eat them," she said glancing at the ground. Kazuma nodded.
"I know. I used to believe I could do anything that was impossible before, but I was so wrong. I'm living in an illusion. Do not worry, however. This illusion is keeping ne from breaking completely." He smiled at her as he stood up and put the pictures away, hoping the sadness would follow those hidden faces on the paper.
:black_nib: Akira :black_nib:
A 17 year old Akira stood by the bed of his ill great grandfather with tears in his eyes. Memories of a burnt corpse left to rot in the forest were coming back to him as he looked into the man's tired eyes.
He was older than 1000 years but he still didn't look much older than his grandson. Long black hair cascaded down to the floor as the icy blue eyes of the man looked into Akira's black ones.
"My child, I do not have long left to live. You were only here for a very short while but you were as precious to me as my own son. Do not cry in my absence, you won't be alone. My friends will be there to you." The man then let out a few coughs causing more tears to fall down the boy's cheeks.
"But I don't want them, I don't want you to die! First mother and now you! What am I going to do?!" his voice cracked as he collapsed to his knees and buried his face into the blanket on the bed.
"Akira, you must be strong! This house will become yours as well as everything in it. Evanlyn will be watching over you as well. Just...be strong." He gently stroked the boy's hair before his hand slowly fell onto the bed and his eyes closed after letting out two more coughs.
Akira looked up at the already dead body of his great grandfather and more tears fell down onto the white sheets. That man had been the last person he'd loved, the last one who'd been close to him. Now he was by himself in an empty house with nothing but his sadness and misery.
"Why are you all leaving me one by one? Is this karma, punishing me for being a monster? Because I would give anything to keep someone dear of mine for just a bit longer." He spoke to himself, his words being interrupted by sobs every now and then.
:hocho: Arell :hocho:
WARNING!!: THIS PART CONTAINS GORE AS WELL AS SOME CHILD ABUSE. Read at your own risk.
Whispers, everywhere he turned there were whispers. Following him, pulling at his clothes, suffocating him.
"Ugly, ugly, ugly. Die, die, die. Freak, freak, freak. Ugly, ugly, ugly," they chanted laughing and circling him like hungry wolves.
The fourteen year old child woke up with a gasp and panted as he realised it had only been a dream. But even so, those words hurt him, they hurt him every day. He looked around the large basement in which he had been left to sleep tonight. He then crawled over to the bucket of water and the glass and drank some. Seeing his reflection in the water made him glare at it. Those big tired red eyes, that messy white hair, the milky white skin, he hated them so much that he turned over the bucket, throwing out all the water.
The basement door suddenly opened and he realised he was in trouble as a woman with crazy hair and an angry look on her face quickly climbed down the stairs and walked up to him. She stared at the water on the floor before turning to her child.
"What have you done, you hideous creature?!" she said as she picked him up by his arm and dragged him out of the basement.
Arell didn't try to fight her, he had long given up on that. She grabbed a thick belt and started hitting him with it as if he'd just destroyed her entire life. The boy cried out in pain as tears ran down his cheeks but his mother seemed unaffected by it. When she was finally done, she let out a gasp and dropped the belt as if she was only now realizing what she'd done.
"My poor baby! I'm so sorry!" She started crying as well, picking him up and carrying him to his bedroom, rocking him gently. "You're so tiny and useless, I should have been careful with your frail body."
She placed him on the bed and then planted a kiss on his forehead before leaving the room humming slightly.
Arell was left staring at the ceiling, his entire body still burning from the beating. Did he really deserve this life? Yes, what a pathetic question, he was a freak. And yet, he was so sick of it. So tired of being treated like a fragile object and then like a misbehaving animal. A wide smile suddenly spread across his face. He began to snicker and the snickering slowly turned into hysterical laughter.
He left the room and walked all the way back to the kitchen. His mother was there washing dishes but she hadn't noticed him yet. He slowly moved to one of the drawers and pulled out one of the bigger knives. The mother turned around right after he hid the weapon behind his back.
"Oh, are you hungry, my ugly little freak?" she asked cheerfully.
"Yes, mother, I am hungry," Arell answered smiling widely. "Hungry for revenge."
Before the woman knew it, the knife had already been stabbed into her head and blood was already oozing out from between her eyes. She dropped to the ground, the knife still in her face.
"You're so stupid, mother. Did you really think I would let you torture me forever?" The boy giggled uncontrollably. "But don't worry, you won't be the last one I punish." He removed the knife and licked the blood off the blade. " the woman at the store who used to give me dirty looks? Or the old grandma from next door who said I probably have a demon inside me? THEY'RE ALL GOING TO PAY." He fell to the ground laughing and hugging the knife. "Goodbye now, mommy. You aren't going to be missed."
:musical_score: Noname :musical_score:
He wanted to write this himself so...
Noname: There is no need for a special post about my sad side. My entire life is sad, creator. I have nobody to love me, I am too much of a weakling and a crybaby for anybody to want to roleplay with me and I can't sleep at night because of my hallucinations. Please forgive me if I seem too pitiful, that is simply the truth.
... Benjamin, that was horrible.
Noname: *starts crying*
:crown: Cedric :crown:
This one will be roleplay related because reasons. Alice is Sassy's OC, the one Cedric fell in love with and then left with Wyatt, Ashura's pirate OC. Here we go:
Cedric sat in the forest, in the spot where he'd been sitting the night Alice went looking for him through the dark. It was daylight now and there was a guard waiting for him several meters away. He sighed as he leaned against the tree.
"Alice, I miss you greatly. Why did you have to leave me in this hellhole." He said as he hugged himself.
In about an hour he would have to return back to the palace. His mother no longer allowed him to leave the place for too long or by himself. He felt lonely and imprisoned in his own home. First, his dear Edward had perished and now Alice had given up on him.
Sleep no longer helped him rest, food tasted like nothing and even tea was no longer enjoyable. He hated even glancing at his parents now and all he wanted was to meet that girl again.
"Your Highness, it's about time we left." The guard said as it approached him.
Cedric nodded sadly and stood up to mount his horse and start to make his way back. He frowned down at the ground as they advanced. He'd had enough of this, after his best friend is killed, his only love disappears. He was going to go back to the other world and look for her. It was the only way he'd be able to smile properly again.
:ocean: Thanda :ocean:
The merman sat on the bottom of the lake, hugging his tail as the tears he cried got dissolved in the water. He'd just come back to his senses after eating a human. It had been a young girl this time, the poor thing had had her entire life ahead of her. She could've done so many wonderful things if he hadn't eaten her. Her parents, a possible lover, her friends would all cry so much.
"Why does something like me exist? Why must I do such monstrous things without wanting to." He said as he looked down at the fishes ing him.
He was never going to go back home. There was no way he'd ever accept this hideous side of him, one that caused tragedy and sorrow. He was too scared to kill himself as well so he was stuck living this pitiful life, swimming around in a lake and eating innocent people every two months. There was no escape for him.
:tophat: Hatter :tophat:
Hatter hugged a floating cat that was grinning at him and somehow looking worried at the same time. This terrible event happened every now and then an Cheshire had to be there to comfort Hatter.
"I can't believe it happened again, Cheshire. I thought I could prevent it this time but..." He gulped as tears formed at the back of his eyes. "I RAN OUT OF TEA AGAIN!"
THE END
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