|We need more pink.... I guess >8)!|
Chains (Spamano-ish)Lovino hung limp against the chains, his wrists raw and chaffed from the constant pull of the rusting metal edges. His entire body was the vision of defeat; grimy, weak to the bones, shallow faced and dim eyed. And now he just waited for the end. He didn't know how long he'd been there, had long ago lost count of the beatings he took at the hands of his captor. Every memory of this hell seeped together in a haze he couldn't lift from his mind. The prison walls gave him no mercy, not a single crack let any light in. Kneeling in a heal on the group, his body slumped, arms held up by the chains, he prayed for an end.Chains (Spamano-ish) by ~typhlosion4ever
"Ohhh Lovi~" Called his captor as he smoothly walked down the stairs with a small dagger in hand.
Lovino flinched at the sound of the descending footsteps, shrinking back in his cell.
"I have a new game to play my sweet little Lovino" He sung as he walked over to his captive.
"It's called how many cuts Lovi can take before he screams." Lovino’s eyes widened.