Fear Itself (RP)

E. Riku: .*Grins, looking around*

 

I finish the song, and it's pitch black outside. The only living plants are the black roses overgrowing everything else. "That's much better..." I grin darkly

 

E. Riku: Indeed, *Look around contentedly*

 

"Anything you'd like to add to the dream? I'm feeling unusually generous..." I ask, arching an eyebrow.

 

E. Riku: Nothing that I can think of at the moment... *Chuckles*

 

"Hmm… I'd expect you to be more… imaginative than that." I giggle, hugging him around the waist. I notice a flower trying to grow, and I blink, setting it on fire.

 

(derp! I just realized I have nothing planned for vacation )

 

(I have intentionally planned nothing )
E. Riku: *Grins and hugs her back* I am rather unproductive without your orders...

 

"What if I were to order you to be productive?" I muse, grinning darkly.

 

(What?!  I DON'T EVEN-
well actually, my plans are sleep during the day, stay awake at night. Or just don't sleep in general and play RE5 until I pass out )

 

E. Riku: What do you mean by "productive"? *Looks at her*

 

"I can't make this place a living hell on only my ideas." I say, a thoughtful look on my face. " I thought maybe you could assist me."

 

-Listens to their conversation-

 

E. Riku: I suppose, although my own ideas area bit cliché... Firey pit, torture chamber, stuff like that...

 

-Shuddrrs-

 

(*shudders)

 

I arch an eyebrow, smiling. "Nothing's too cliché when we're in a nightmare. Reality's for the weak." I grin, and a fire pit appears a few feet in front of us.

 

-Gasps-

 

I pause, hearing something in the distance. "..."

 

-Goes silent-