dream ✠ 002

[knightofchanges]

"Off with his head!"

Tick tock -- A clock face. There is no hour hand or minute hand. Just the second hand. With each tick and tock, it appears.

A cold woman's voice, and her face briefly appeared. Queen Vivaldi in all her fury.

The faceless head rolled past, the blood leaving a trail back to its slumped over corpse. Above it was the calm Knight of Hearts, his sword still dripping with blood as he looked over his work. "At least it was quick," he said in an all too cheerful voice.

As he turned to walk away, dark shadows emerged to engulf the headless corpse, their blackness growing until it absorbed everything but the knight.

Once again the order rang out -- Off with his head! -- and another head rolled.

Tick

And another.

Tock

And another.

Tick

And another.

Tock

Bodies lay before him, and he simply walked over them as if they were nothing, his expression calm and that eerie smile never leaving. It was as if he did not see the blood or the bodies before him, as if he was just taking another walk through the park.

Tick

Slowly the bodies started to rise, their heads still faceless as they moved. They jerk and twitch, contorting this way and that as parts of them change. A male turns to female, a teenager to a child. Those whom had lost heads and limbs regenerate. When each finish their transformation, they suddenly lunge at Ace's unguarded back, guns and knives appearing out of thin air.

Tock

He turned and his sword immediately plunged through the nearest body before it slid out and slashed through two others.

Tick

A head rolled, an arm dropped.

Tock

He was staring right into a faceless person.

Tick

A loud bang. An explosion of flesh.

Tick

The body fell backwards to reveal two things:

Tock

The once faceless canvas was ripped to shreds, the flesh torn back to reveal a gory mess of tissue, muscle, and bone.

Tick

Smoke slowly rose up from the barrel of a shotgun. Though in truth, it was more like a shotgunblade. Despite it having a shotgun barrel, there were sharp sword blades attached above and below it which helped conceal the opening. Until one looked straight down in it.

Tock

He was bloody, particularly his face. It was splattered with blood and bits of flesh. There was no smile on his face as he stared down at the corpse before he shot again. His weapon then changed back to its original form as a normal sword and was sheathed. The body disappeared and there was only one thing left on the ground.

Tick

A small, gold watch.

Tock

He stared at the watch in his hand, the face slightly cracked and the gears stopped. It was lifeless, broken. Ace then looked up, a small, hollow smile on his lips.

Tick

An ocean of broken clocks lay before him. And bodiless shadows were descending on them.

Tock

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Hm...two down, one to go.

[that same smile from his dream will be the one he's wearing right now, and his tone is rather pleasant. perhaps too pleasant.]

Hmm, I'm curious. What happens when a person dies here? [take that however you want it to mean |D]

Comments

[knightofchanges]

Oh really? Care to elaborate?

[chainsawofdeath.livejournal.com]

A good man's past makes me curious~ But if he's a bad man... then that makes me want to see it even more!!! To paint my victims in that beautiful crimson, see their faces covered in red... Oh~! It's absolutely fabulous!!!

[knightofchanges]

[and people think he's a psycho]

So you like killing 'bad men'? How can you tell who's bad or not? [smiles] You seem to like the color red quite a lot.

[chainsawofdeath.livejournal.com]

Oh, I have my ways~!! And I simply adore the color red~ ♥ There's nothing more beautiful than that dark rose color!!!

[knightofchanges]

[then he must really like Ace since all he wears is red. amused!] Because it reminds of you blood, right?

[chainsawofdeath.livejournal.com]

I suppose you could say that~ ♥ Blood is... quite stunning!!!

[knightofchanges]

I must say you lead a rather interesting life, Sir...?

[chainsawofdeath.livejournal.com]

Grell!! Grell Sutcliff~ ♥ And you are~??

[knightofchanges]

[smiles] Ace. It is a pleasure to meet you Mr. Sutcliff.

[looks at him for a moment] Though I can't say I've really ever seen or heard of you before, you don't seem like a new resident either. [and he seems to be the kind who would draw some kind of attention. hmm] How long have you been here?

[chainsawofdeath.livejournal.com]

...Almost a year, I believe!!! So, Ace, tell me about yourself, hmm~?? What caused you to have such a spectacular dream?!

[knightofchanges]

[eyebrows raise] A year? [wow. but hmmm as to his question, he just smiles]

No particular reason. I must have been thinking about home before I fell asleep.

[chainsawofdeath.livejournal.com]

You did things like that where you're from??! How fabulous!!!

[knightofchanges]

[just smiles in some amusement] You think it's 'fabulous'?

[chainsawofdeath.livejournal.com]

I just love the color of blood, sweetheart~ Seeing that bright crimson pouring from those that taste the sweet sting of my scythe, turning their ugly bodies into something beautiful... It brings me such pleasure~!

[knightofchanges]

Hm...I see.

[his smile is a little colder now] I think that's where you and I differ. I don't kill out of pleasure.

[chainsawofdeath.livejournal.com]

Oh, Sweetheart, I don't either~ It's my job~ ♥

[knightofchanges]

So is mine, even if I hate it. Though I suppose there's a factor of survival in it, as well.

[chainsawofdeath.livejournal.com]

Ah~ I don't hate my job, though!!!

[knightofchanges]

I can tell.

[chainsawofdeath.livejournal.com]

What do you do that you hate so much...?

[knightofchanges]

[just looks at him for a moment before just smiling]

Let's just say it deals with the clocks you saw in the dream.

[chainsawofdeath.livejournal.com]

What can one possibly do with clocks that results in so much blood??!

[knightofchanges]

They're important in my world, and collecting them could be a matter of life or death.

[chainsawofdeath.livejournal.com]

Clocks are important? What importance could a clock possibly have that's a matter of life or death??!

[knightofchanges]

[laughs, though it's a bit cold] It sounds silly doesn't it?

But that's just how my world works. Without a clock, you might as well not exist.