Your life's an overdose[OPEN]
Sept 8, 2012 12:54:04 GMT -5
Post by satoruokura on Sept 8, 2012 12:54:04 GMT -5
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The music from the clubs pumped through the streets like blood in the veins. And the human trash rolled into the streets all drunk with a toxic liquid called alcohol. It filled their souls and made them do stupid and irresponsible stuff. Satoru hated the horrible poison and what it did to people. People who got that drunk were trash in his eyes. He had seen first had what it could do to people. It had pulled his family apart and made them enemies. He also hated that it changed people into horrible people. When he was younger he remembered his parents as good people but , then alcohol turned them into monsters.
Thanks to his mother he looked like a monster too. Everyday he could be seen with bandages on many parts of his body. On his face he had permanent injury. He wore a eye patch to hide the damage his mother did to his left eye. Because of that injury he become blind in that eye almost completely. Satoru made a noise and ducked be hide a pole when someone almost touched him . Tour didnt like being touched by strangers. He was used to pain so, that didnt worry him , it was the odd rubbing feel. Satoru closed his eyes for a moment a began walking down the street. As he walked he chewed on a bandage that was hanging off his arm.
The bandage had a little blood on it but , he didnt care. Satoru was used to the taste of blood and he grew to like the taste. He was hungry so, it satisfied his hungry until he got food. Toru ventured into one of the quieter clubs that didnt serve alcohol. He figured it was a safe place from the alcoholic trash humans. There was a couch neat a table so, he layed on it. Once comfortable he uncovered one of his arm woulds and stared at it a bit. He then ran his fingers over it. This one was a new one from his mothers nicely manicured nails. As he touched he winced a bit and his ears kitty ears pushed back.
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