SammuelColdheart Posted November 2, 2012 Share Posted November 2, 2012 Appearance: Full Name: Christian O'Neil Likes: Persistent people, pushy people, strong people, protective partners, truth, clouds, thunderstorms, lightning bolts. Dislikes: Lies, Weak people, not pushy one, giving up easily one, not persistent one, too sunny days without single wind. Personality: Cold, Sharp-tongued, distant, loner. Background: He keeps it in secret. From not far away, there could be heard strange voices and sings, mixed up with pretty strange dances, spinning around one certain stone block on which there was someone, with shuttered mouth, and tide up arms and legs in chains. It could be said that the chains was tide up pretty tight, by the bruise which was mixed up with a little blood, scarfed into this teenage boy body. He wasn't much, he was around his 20's, he had blond hair, and cold blue eyes, which were dark. He had and descent physical body for his age, he had light muscles well formed, it could be said that he was training something perhaps a sport which was for the village, a female to the side of the stone block was crying and trying barely to reach to the boy, she kept screaming: "Leave my boy! Leave my boy you cold-heart murders he is just teenage guy! Let him go!" the woman kept screaming desperately but no one really cared about his crying wail. Everyone was booing her, and pointing their fingers down yelling at the female to: "Shut up! You wailing bitch, it his turn he must die! Like my daughter die! Kill him without any regrets!" another woman in near by was screaming as they finally pushed the boy's body over the edge of the mountain and he flew down with the chains, his mother, drop down to her knees, she was shocked by what had happen, they killed her only son, till the boy was falling down to the clashing waves at the solid ground, he was struggling to get somehow free, but in the minute when he fall over the water surface, his head was the first one to hit harshly at one near by stone almost deadly, for a minute everything in front Sam's eyes went black and the next thing which he was remembering as feel was how he was drowning and going deeper and deeper towards the sea's bottom line. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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