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Panda (12:37:49 AM): alright

Panda (12:37:49 AM): so one day, this guy decides to get a tatoo

Panda (12:38:47 AM): For whatever reason, i can't remember, i think he told me once it was a way to express himself, but really i think he just thought that chicks dug a badass tat

Panda (12:39:07 AM): so, having one myself, i decided to reccommend this place i went when i got mine

klin (12:39:18 AM): i assume you're telling a story, right

Panda (12:39:45 AM): i gave him  the rough location and the name and he thanked me and went on his way

Panda (12:39:55 AM): (of course, i've no tattoo)

klin (12:39:56 AM): juuust making sure

Panda (12:40:34 AM): anyhow

Panda (12:40:59 AM): he comes back and he shows me this thing he got on the back of his neck

Panda (12:41:49 AM): its this really really wicked black, i mean really really black, like its more like tthat part of his neck suddenly didn't have color any more

Panda (12:42:23 AM): in the pits of the eyes, were these red, and i mean really really read sparks

Panda (12:43:27 AM): and i swear to  you guys whenever i saw it i heard this raspy hissing sound and when ever he moved his neck there was a cracking, you know, like whenever our anatomy prof brings out the skeleton, when he moves the jaw up and down really fast for his ventriloquist jokes?

Panda (12:43:29 AM): like that

Panda (12:43:35 AM): well i was weirded it out

Panda (12:43:43 AM): which automatically made it really bad ass

klin (12:43:43 AM): heh

Panda (12:43:57 AM): i mean hell, it was a fucking tattoo, just ink right? It wasn't supposed to scare me

Panda (12:44:09 AM): but you know, whatever, i was really impressed

Panda (12:45:12 AM): i asked him if that was his own design because i didn't remember seeing that in the books

Panda (12:46:17 AM): he gave me a blank look and said something like "what do you mean?" and suddenly looked very cold...i could literally see the cold sweat come out from his body

Panda (12:46:52 AM): i said "dude, you've got this fucking skull on your neck see?" and i went and got two mirrors so he could see it

Panda (12:47:41 AM): ...thats when it all went wrong

Panda (12:48:08 AM): the skull, originally had its mouth closed, in a death's grin

Panda (12:51:45 AM): but now, it was moving, cackling madly without sound, the eyes....they weren't those jewels any more...they were wounds in his skin...blood...so much blood...then the screaming....blackness...fucking blackness...it spread out from the mouth like some sort of cancer...no a swarm...a fucking swarm of insects...his skin was writhing then...he was rolling on the floor he was in pain, i couldn't do anything, i was helpless! It wouldn't stop! It just kept on spreading...but his skin,...i swear there was something moving under him,....he was convulsing, frothing, all of his muscles were taught against his skin, his vein pulsing so hard i could see them...goddamnit...the blackness covered his face last...

Panda (12:52:13 AM): i still remember that look of horror as he swept up towards his eyes...that pleading look...fucking damnit...

Panda (12:52:55 AM): his last breath he said to...to me...before that....that thing.....god i''m not even sure he said it...maybe i imagined it

Panda (12:53:05 AM): it was....just one word

Panda (12:53:25 AM): ....."Persephone"

klin (12:53:27 AM): ooh, i like that one.

Panda (12:53:47 AM): before the writhing in his body finally stopped

Panda (12:54:05 AM): his face was that fucking tattoo then

Panda (12:54:11 AM): that fucking skull

Panda (12:54:33 AM): maybe his skin had melted away...i dunno but it was just there, looking up at me with that stupid grin

Panda (12:55:10 AM): and then this laughter started coming up from within him, seeming to echo off walls encompassing a great vastness...and then...it bit me...right....HERE

Panda (12:55:32 AM): and then the teller of the story makes a sudden jerk and or movement and freaksout all of the listeners