Okay, so after a long time of arguing with myself I've decided to put some starters and stuff in here... So here it is, enjoy, or something...
This is Rin, so yeah... I have a few starters for him, but this is one of my favorites...
Rin stepped through the trees, thick and suffocating. It would have been a beautiful day, if it weren't for the circumstances. Rin had been walking for hours and was quite exhausted. The cruel sun beat down on him through the unfairly thin branches of trees, the warm breeze; though warm, put air to his sweat and made him shiver constantly. Everything had been a disaster, the plan, his life, everything. All of his hope had gone long ago and was grinning at him from the top of a hill. He stopped suddenly and glared upwards, towards the sun, towards the stars and towards where God was said to be. With aching feet and blurred eyes, wet only with tears, he fell onto the ground. Knees first, he dropped, then his head hit the dirt, but he paid no mind. He slept and he slept as though he had never slept before.
The classroom seemed to be closing in on Skyler, the walls coming closer, the students scooting noiselessly towards the boy. He watched the clock as though it had the secret of the universe, but the seconds only slowed. All the teacher did was repeat the same old thing, over and over. It was intoxicating, all the bodies and the noises and the feel of eyes on the back of his neck. He couldn't take it, the bell needed to ring, and soon. And there it was; the final ding, signifying the of the end of class. Skyler gave out a soft sigh, but he didn't move from him seat. He wanted to be the last one out, there was no rush. And, as he sat, staring mindlessly out the window, someone stepped toward him. This was the last thing he needed, someone he would have to talk to.
Here, have another one, no picture, but that's okay...
Kei stepped lightly through the dark, stony halls of the prison block, mumbling angry curses under his breath. He hated the Sargent and his 'I'm better than everyone els' look. His feet hit the ground, though he made little noise, but the whimpers and growls that came from the cells made it seem as though he were making more noise that a machine gun.
Kei was what many would call a pretty boy, silver hair, short and thin, hanging just past his ears and giving him a rigid look. His eyes were green, shard and filled with an angry kind of grief, clashing with his slender body and graceful stance. Though Kei was pretty, he was anything but weak, well toned for his size and very fast. His fellow solders called him the psycho of the unit, mostly because he spent most of his free time thinking over the battle plans and polishing his knife. Guns were for snipers and weaklings.
He reached the end of the hall and turned, subconsciously turning the lock and stepping into the tight space, looking down at the prisoner.
"Well, what do we have here?" He murmured, tilting his head and smiling, barely present
This is Rin, so yeah... I have a few starters for him, but this is one of my favorites...
Rin stepped through the trees, thick and suffocating. It would have been a beautiful day, if it weren't for the circumstances. Rin had been walking for hours and was quite exhausted. The cruel sun beat down on him through the unfairly thin branches of trees, the warm breeze; though warm, put air to his sweat and made him shiver constantly. Everything had been a disaster, the plan, his life, everything. All of his hope had gone long ago and was grinning at him from the top of a hill. He stopped suddenly and glared upwards, towards the sun, towards the stars and towards where God was said to be. With aching feet and blurred eyes, wet only with tears, he fell onto the ground. Knees first, he dropped, then his head hit the dirt, but he paid no mind. He slept and he slept as though he had never slept before.
The classroom seemed to be closing in on Skyler, the walls coming closer, the students scooting noiselessly towards the boy. He watched the clock as though it had the secret of the universe, but the seconds only slowed. All the teacher did was repeat the same old thing, over and over. It was intoxicating, all the bodies and the noises and the feel of eyes on the back of his neck. He couldn't take it, the bell needed to ring, and soon. And there it was; the final ding, signifying the of the end of class. Skyler gave out a soft sigh, but he didn't move from him seat. He wanted to be the last one out, there was no rush. And, as he sat, staring mindlessly out the window, someone stepped toward him. This was the last thing he needed, someone he would have to talk to.
Here, have another one, no picture, but that's okay...
Kei stepped lightly through the dark, stony halls of the prison block, mumbling angry curses under his breath. He hated the Sargent and his 'I'm better than everyone els' look. His feet hit the ground, though he made little noise, but the whimpers and growls that came from the cells made it seem as though he were making more noise that a machine gun.
Kei was what many would call a pretty boy, silver hair, short and thin, hanging just past his ears and giving him a rigid look. His eyes were green, shard and filled with an angry kind of grief, clashing with his slender body and graceful stance. Though Kei was pretty, he was anything but weak, well toned for his size and very fast. His fellow solders called him the psycho of the unit, mostly because he spent most of his free time thinking over the battle plans and polishing his knife. Guns were for snipers and weaklings.
He reached the end of the hall and turned, subconsciously turning the lock and stepping into the tight space, looking down at the prisoner.
"Well, what do we have here?" He murmured, tilting his head and smiling, barely present
Ha ha, no starter for this one, but there is a picture---
The kinkage...
That's all I have for now, though there will be more added on in the near future...
