Scream in Silence

Noah aesthetic

“They have been asleep for a while.” “Yes, it’s been a year.” “And their minds are still stable?” “Not exactly. They only remember their emotions. Everything else in their minds are a mystery to us.” “And you expect a child to wake them up?” “What else do you want us to do? We can’t shut down this project! We’ve invested too much money and if we don’t receive results soon we’ll be on the streets!” “Okay, okay. I guess there’s not much for us to lose...except for that poor child.” “Lets hope she has sweet dreams.” Limbo: goodnight Kit opened her eyes. This wasn’t her world, or was it? How confusing. The scientists said she should be safe but at the moment nothing looked too stable. Everything was hazy and it was difficult for her to breathe through all the fog-- or was it smoke? It was hard to tell considering her headache was becoming more painful. “HE- no, I have to stay quiet,” Kit whispered and stumbled across the rocky ground. The only thing she could see was the street, she was probably in a neighborhood, and the cracks that scattered across the cement. Was this place deserted? “I wish I could breathe better,” the girl frowned and squinted her eyes, trying to see if there was any movement or a building she could enter. Kit tripped and groaned, angry that she was dumb enough to let a crack in the ground trick her into falling. Oh. Nevermind, it was a...gas mask?? “Who is dumb enough to leave this here? No wait, how convenient is this? Yep, this is too perfect. I’m leaving it here,” Kit nodded and stood up with a huff. She patted her dress in order to get the dirt off, not like it mattered because she couldn’t see anything, but then her right arm became heavy. “Huh?” “Take it, dipshit!” Kit jumped at the sound of a stranger’s voice and grabbed onto the invisible...hand? (She hoped it was a hand) then squeezed it.  “Don’t touch me!” She was shocked to hear the invisible stranger yell before she did, but something was wrong. Kit brought the foreign arm close to her face but nothing was there. “Are you a ghost?” The girl calmly asked. “Are you a fucking idiot? No? I’m not a shitty ass spirit from the depths of cock sucking hell,” the stranger hissed as he shook his arm out of her grasp. “And pick up and use that bastard of a mask! I’m trying to get rid of it anyway! Useless assholes keep on attacking me...and even worse, some of those loser bitches want to be my friend!” “Loser bitches????”  “Yeah, I don’t give a fuck about that kind of shit.” “Like having friends?” “I have friends! I just don’t want anymore! I’m fine as fuck with the way my life is now!” “Then why are you letting me have this gask mask?” Kit picked up the item and tilted her head, looking around because she had no idea where the voice was coming from. The voice seemed to be pacing around her. “Like I said, I don’t want that goddamned thing anymore! Do you not listen? SHIT! Why am I even wasting my time talking to you? Just get the hell out of my sight!” The voice sighed after he spoke and the sound of footsteps echoed throughout the “neighborhood”. Kit glanced down at the mask and put it on. It was actually kind of comfortable and oddly enough it was easier to see. The fog seemed to evaporate through the mask and the surroundings were now a bit more clear. Abandoned cars littered the sides of the road, and just as she suspected, she was in a run down neighborhood. “Alright, time to go...” “FUCK! NO! WHAT! THE! HELL!”  Kit turned around to where the voice was coming from. Was the invisible person in trouble? “YOU ABSOLUTE SHIT STAIN ON A GORILLA’S PAMPERS! Why the DUMB DIDDLY ASSCRACK are you going THAT way?” The voice exclaimed and grabbed onto Kit’s shoulders in order to spin her around. “Go this way, asshole!” “Why?”  “Because if you go that way some piece of druggie hell is going to beat your child asshole like a drum! And FUCK you will not enjoy it! I don’t give a SHIT if you have that kink! I promise you won’t like any ass beatings that useless cum bucket will hand you! LITERALLY!” The voice actually sounded a bit worried. “Are you afraid of the druggie?” Kit spun around and continued going the direction the voice didn’t agree with.  “I’M NOT SCARED! I’m angry that you’re STUPID ENOUGH to go some bullshit way!” The invisible guy’s voice cracked as he spoke. “Do you not know how things work around here?” “Actually, no,” Kit stopped in her tracks and crossed her arms over her chest. “Can you please tell me everything you know?” “Sure, shitstick.” A plop noise reached the girl’s ears, she assumed he sat on the ground, and watched a stick on the ground levitate. “First off, this place is called “Limbo”. Second, you’re hella fucked, small fry. Third, we’re all dreaming here. Personally, I don’t remember making some hell contract to be stuck in some shitty mind fuck, but surprise, life is a living cluster of cock. Okay so, everyone here has their own “nightmare section”. YEAH. THAT’S RIGHT. I SAID “NIGHTMARE section”! That means-- sur-fuckin-prise! Everyone here is at their worst! No one is having a fun time! We’ve all been suffering here for too damn long! At first we loved this perfectly created dreamland but after a while we all lost our holy cock farting minds! Fun, huh? NO BECAUSE THERE ARE SOME ASSDICKING WEED HEADS WHO THINK FUCKING EVERYTHING UP IS A GREAT SHIT IDEA!” The voice seemed out of breath for a bit but somewhat composed himself before speaking again, “yeah, so, don’t go that way unless you want to see a whole ton of druggos legos.” “I’m definitely going that way,” Kit continued walking again and ignored the high pitched screeching coming from the invisible dude. “ASS! SHIT! FUCK! COCKS!” “Stop yelling or the “weed guy” is going to--” Kit ceased speaking when the gas mask began to fog up once again. “Explain.” “The asshole is nearby, dumbass! I told you everything and you continued to shit on my advice! WE’RE FUCKED!” The voice’s footsteps echoed throughout the neighborhood and his arms held onto Kit’s chest for dear life. “I’m not afraid! I just hate him so much that I have to fucking hold myself back from punching his dick off!” “I didn’t say anything about you being afraid....guy,” Kit lowered her eyebrows and attempted to stomp through the invisible guy’s grasp.  “My name’s Ivan, shit salad!” He yelled as the fog came rolling in at full force. “I didn’t ask but okay,” Kit tried to find Ivan’s head with her hands and patted him once her hand rested on a surface. “WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU PATTING MY FACE?”  “Oh, uh,” She lifted her hand a bit and patted once again. “Okay, yeah, that’s the top of my hEA- HEY! CUT THAT SHIT OUT!” Ivan shrieked and struggled, even though he was still holding onto her. “We need to scatter the HELL out of here!” “HEYYYYYYY IVAN!” Another voice, more hoarse and feminine this time, burst it’s way through the fog and reached their eardrums like a bulldozer.  “AHHHHHHHH!!! SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GO AWAY, AUS!” Ivan shook Kit back and forth in his grip, almost knocking the poor girl to the ground. “Aus? That’s an unique name,” She ducked out of Ivan’s clutches and walked closer to the newcomer, still cloaked by the fog. “There’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you...”  “DON’T ASK AUS SHIT!” “Ivan...it’s not your turn,” Kit turned to glare daggers behind her, the evil gaze intending to terrify the invisible coward.  “O-oh...fuck....” Ivan whispered before taking a few steps away from the girl. There was something bizarre about her now. Almost as if she was in deep thought, and was angry about it. “What do you want, kid?” Aus spoke as the fog became a mossy green. “You frightened my friend, so you must be a powerful person. You hide behind all this fog and yet you’re powerful enough to hurt someone you can’t even see. How is that suppose to be scary? Actually, you’re more afraid than anyone else here. Afraid to see people. Afraid to look at yourself. Do you know how pathetic that is?” Kit bowed her head and smirked as she spoke. “What of it? Who cares if I’m scared? At least I’m stronger than some small, shitty brat,” Aus grinned and narrowed his eyes. “There’s been something on your mind, right? Something you’re afraid to ask...so? What the hell is it?” “Don’t fucking trust him, Kit!” Ivan yelled and patted her on the shoulder. “Shut the fuck up, Ivan! Let her ask. What’s on your mind?” Aus stuck out their tongue and chuckled. “What....what is weed?” Kit placed her hands over her face and blushed. “.....ohmyFUCK.” Ivan yelled and it sounded as if he fell to his knees in despair. _______________________________________________________ Kit, Ivan: msvendingmachine Aus: jingleriot

Positivity

“To be heroic does not have to mean possessing the ability to stand against the evils of the world, either well or successfully, but just that one is willing to stand.”  - Mike Alsford, Heroes and Villains

It’s ridiculous how stupid this is Is this how the world sees an outgoing girl? Girl, this is one hell of a time you’re having Having no way out but up Up and away from this world that keeps on laughing Laughing at everything you do and say Say, why do you feel so intensely? Intensely-- yeah, that’s what I would call stupid Stupid because does anyone actually care? Care....yeah, you just want someone to see you You always hide when it’s obvious you cry Cry and cry and cry and they will never know Know how much you hurt because you love them Them-- they, he, she, it It will never end because you don’t quit Quit the addiction that is emotion

“I take no joy in mead nor meat, and song and laughter have become suspicious strangers to me. I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart once was.” —George R. R. Martin, A Song of Ice and Fire

“I'll do it over, no matter how many times it takes. I'll re-live it over and over again. I will find a way out. The one path that will save you from this destiny of despair.” - Homura Akemi

“It takes a village to put a condom on Godzilla, and that’s something that we all have to remember.“ - Cr1tikal

“There is no happiness like that of being loved by your fellow creatures, and feeling that your presence is an addition to their comfort.” ― Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

glass slipper twinkling in the twilight sky nothing left except for the hearts of dreams and flight what if a wing was clipped off? What would happen then? The only thing left for this new life is to keep going forward and backward like a clock ticking slowly and breaking losing it’s new shine in the moonlit sky dropping that slipper was worth it afterall.

           Henry stepped into the clearing when all was calm and there were no more signs of war, shouting, and gunshots. He left the trench behind and stepped onto the cold, dead surface that was covered by Henry’s friends and allies. Life and hope vanished in that part of the world and there was no way that it would ever return. Everyone was gone.            The young soldier heard a cough then walked further into the scene. The noise came from the headstrong Captain Jeffers, convinced that he would make it out alive. Both of his arms were blown off, yet he continued to live on like he was perfectly fine by maintaining his confident smile.             “Mind giving me a hand, soldier?” The Captain sarcastically questioned, either trying his best to stay mentally stable or had lost his mind and was coping with his demise with humor.                 Henry shook his head, eyes full of pity for the poor, proud man that laid on the ground like an exhausted dog. “You must move on,” Henry spoke and leaned forward to grab a hold of Jeffers’ neck, about to squeeze with all the energy he could muster.                   “Wait! Wait! No- STOP! I don’t want to die!” The terrified Captain screeched and hollered, mentally pushing Henry off of him even though he no longer had arms or hands.                      “You already have,” Henry applied pressure upon the man’s neck until there was a snap that echoed throughout the dead battlefield like a lightning strike. “No more survivors,” the young soldier stated in a monotone voice, then placed a gun to his own head.

The rain falls down in a perfectly vertical motion from the unseen and murky sky. Everything is a brown, muddy hue. The woman has a blank expression as she stares at the onlooker, one arm hugging her chest while the other is to her side. Her hat hides her eyes, leaving a mysterious shadow over half her face. She is wearing a dark brown cloak that engulfs the entire lower half of her frail body. A tree towers behind her without the presence of leaves or flowers on its branches. Nothing is alive in this painting.

It's been two days since I've seen Red. He ran away without giving me a chance to apologize or calm him or whatever else he expected me to do. I was never gifted at reading people. Usually I automatically knew what was wrong and dealt with it before everything got worse. But I didn't know with him. I had no idea he was so upset. Why would someone be upset about me anyway? It's not like he's Talori and is entrusted with my safety?  "I don't get him, Gerda," I yawned loudly while closing my burning eyes. I haven't slept in two days. Thanks a lot Red. "I really, seriously don't get him. This is more frustrating than cutting down a penis tree," I said without thinking my comment was odd. "Iunno either! I'm just a hero!" Gerda said while whirling her axes in circles, making all of the other citizens shriek and run away with fear. "Buuuut! I'm always here to help a poor, defenseless damsel in distress such as yourself!" She jumped up with joy before grabbing my hand and kissing it as if she was a handsome knight in shining armor...except she left her armor at home. "I humbly thank you, my fair noble knight!" I said with grandiose then bowed down. As I stood back up I saw a glimpse of a red stripe running through a crowd of people and into a tavern, or more like tripped into one. "Gerda, you wait here!" I ran after the red streak as Gerda yelled something about being careful behind me. I pushed myself through the crowd and into the building then yelled "AHA!" As I saw Red's perky slut of an ass slip and slide up the stairs. I flipped a couple of coins at the owner, who looked like one hell of an ogre, before continuing my pursuit. "Wait wait wait!!" I yelled as I reached the top of the stairs, but he had already barricaded himself in one of the rooms. "Red, you better open up," I said without meaning to sound bored while slamming my fist on the door. The large, scary looking owner who resembled an ogre jogged up the stairs and silently handed me the key to the room while whispering, "make sure to kick that kid's ass, he's been sleeping around here for months and it's bringing bad business," then went back down the stairs to leave us in peace. 'Why are people in this city such monsters?' I made a mental note before continuing to yell at Red. "Hey! I'm coming in so you better, uh, be ready for tha thunda," I said with half-assed enthusiasm before unlocking the door to the room. 'Ohhhhh suck on my titties and call me mama,' I mentally flipped a goddamn shit while looking upon a room covered in red rose petals and saw Red lying seductively on the bed completely naked.  "Surprise, hot stuff," Red bit the bottom of his lip while resting his head on his hand. This guy was out of control. Really. Red rose petals. "Sweet mother of pearl jam," I couldn't help but turn around and slam the door behind me. It took all the strength in my body not to lose my shit laughing like a hyena while locking the door. What the fuck was this? A saucy ass porno? "R-Red, I do- fff- I don't ge-get," I fucking lost it as I fell to my knees and held my stomach. Oh boy. I was really going to die. I toppled over to my side as my face turned bright red and had to hold my breath to stop myself from cracking up.  "Am I really turning you on?" Red questioned with relentless lust slathered in his stupid voice. This only made things so much worse for me. He was really starting to worry when I waved my hand at him to go away, even though he fumbled out of the bed and crawled to me anyway. "Oh no! What's going on?! ARE YOU ALRIGHT? DO I NEED TO CALL THE POLICE? THE MEDICS? MARINES? ALL OF THE MILITARY? EVEN WORSE, YOUR MOM? ARE YOU DYING? PLEASE DON'T DIE! I'M SORRY FOR RUNNING OFF! I'M SORRY FOR NOT TALKING TO YOU! I'M SORRY FOR- UH- WHAT ELSE HAVE I DONE TO YOU? I CAN'T REMEMBER? DO YOU? WAIT YOU CAN'T ANSWER ME YOU'RE DYING! PLEEEAAASE DON'T DIE! THIS CAN'T HAPPEN AGAIN! I CAN'T LOSE SOMEONE ELSE WHO I ACTUALLY CARE ABOUT! THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING AGAIN! AH WHAT DO I-"  "No! No! FFFPFf! Calm down, haha, please!" I slammed my hand to his mouth so I could say a few words to calm the dumbass down. He was so stupid. Well, he wasn't actually stupid, more like too much fun. "I'm heh I'm okay," I moved my hand from his face to my own mouth so I could hide my sly smile. The urge to chuckle was still consuming me. "Everything's fine." "NO IT'S NOT!" Red practically straddled me and grabbed my shirt with a tiny hint of tears pooling in the corner of his eyes. "You're scaring me! I don't want you to die! You can't, Seere!" He wiped his eyes with his free arm then continued talking, "I want to get to know you better but I can't when you- you didn't like what I was doing! You don't like me! And now you're going to dieeeeEEEEEE!!!" Red shook me a bit-- something you shouldn't do to someone who's dying btw, which got me to mellow out a bit. "Okay, okay, I'm not dying. I swear I'm not dying at all, Red," I spoke calmly while patting him on the back. "I'm fine....you just made me laugh and...I didn't think it was the right time to laugh..." I trailed off thinking about the silly image of Red imitating a lustful model on the bed and couldn't help but cough out a quiet "heh". "You were....JUST LAUGHING?!" Red asked in shock then instantly realized the position we were in, "well, if you're happy then might as well take advan-" he ceased speaking when I turned my face away to let out a couple more laughs before talking again. "Hey, uh, I actually think the same as you....or I feel the same way," My smile grew just a tiny bit and I quickly glanced at Red, "I like you too and that's why I didn't want to have sex with you before. I...want to get to know you more. I just want to know what you like and stuff before doing......stuff," I leaned forward to kiss the nerd on the forehead then fell to my back so that I was sprawled on the ground. "I just like being with you, I guess." "You like me????" Red questioned and I could have sworn he was flustered. Wow. The horny sex maniac was flustered. I couldn't believe it. "I thought you pushed me away because you didn't like me?!" He was definitely a bit confused but at least he knew the truth now, "I thought you hated me so I ran away?!?! WHAT? I'M- I- WHAT?!" Red slapped his hand to his forehead and ended up hurting himself by accident.  "Hit a little too hard?" I asked while closing my eyes under the guy's body. "Not as hard as you can, baby," Red was back to his flirtatious self as he moved forward to sit on my crotch and returned the kiss to my forehead. "I'm actually a grown ass man and not a baby, 'lil red."