forum There are voices in our heads rp (Closed)
Started by @basil_
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@basil_

(Ah skip I can do it)

The movie credits rolled and Tyler turned to Macha. “See I knew that was a good movie.” He grinned, kissing her happily.

@blue_topaz

Macha threaded her fingers through his hair, kissing him back. She felt a rush of affection, which only made her kiss him harder.

@basil_

(Exhausted. I hope you feel better)

“Your eyes are beautiful.” He said, tracing his finger over her face, tucking her hair behind her ear.

@basil_

(Thx)

“And your hair, and your skin, and your lips.” He said, looking around her face like it was the first time he’d seen it. “I’d forgotten..” He murmured.

@basil_

Tyler smiled and slipped one of his hands behind her back, the other hand behind her neck. He kissed her gently.

@blue_topaz

Macha could have melted with relief. He was going to be okay. He was going to be okay. They were going to be okay. “I love you—“

@basil_

(idk tbh this roleplay doesn't really make any sense but if you think about it Tyler's sister touched Macha, and I guess Tyler held her as she died and Macha's magic was really strong so let's say it knocked Tyler out. When he woke up she was gone and so was the memory of his sister. So let's just say Tyler's memory has been acting up ever since, like taking past feelings of anger and grief and stuff that he had and pushing them up to the front so that's why Tyler almost killed Macha.)
(if that makes sense)

@blue_topaz

It was not until the next day the Macha’s vision returned at full force, without a trace of milky white wisps or black spots. Unfortunately, it was not the only thing that made a reappearance. Low whispering began to rasp in the back of her mind, freezing her to the core. Notagainnotagain— She pushed herself up and ran to the back door, flinging it open despite the danger she knew could lurk outside.

@basil_

"M-macha?" Tyler came downstairs, rubbing his eyes. The door was wide open and he shivered a little, walking over to it. "Macha? Where are you?"

@blue_topaz

“Tyler stay inside.” Her voice was weak, clearly scared, and it sounded like she was in pain. “Don’t come out—“ She was cut off by a hacking coff and a muffled gasp.

@blue_topaz

There was a clicking sound and another muffled cry of pain, but she was nowhere in sight. “Go inside.” Her voice rose in desperation.

@blue_topaz

Macha was trying desperately to stop the rising tide of whispers in her head, but it was like trying to fight a tsunami. While being held at a gunpoint as a knife somehow cuts open your stone skin.

She stared defiantly up at the eyes of the woman holding her, the woman in the same uniform as the men who’d taken Tyler, even as the impossible blade dug into her flesh. Pleasenotnowpleasenotnow—, Macha prayed, trembling and spamming all over. Golden runes blazed to life on her forearms, but we’re snuffed our again as she poured every ounce of her willpower into stopping the vision from coming. “Shhh, Macha..”, her captor whispered in her ear, wedging the edge of the knife inside one of the cracks in her skin. She strangled another scream of pain before it could erupt from her throat, eyes flickering from black to gold to silver.

@basil_

"MACHA!" He yelled, running around to the other side of the house. "Where are you?" He asked desperately, his eyes flooding with tears.