#ʸᵒᵘ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵃ ᵗᵃˢᵗᵉ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵒʷⁿ ᵐᵉᵈⁱᶜⁱⁿᵉ { ʰᵒᵗᵉˡ ᵛᵉʳˢᵉ }

[hiveruled-moved]

the haunting of hill house - sentence meme

@xorcists​

Empty, dark brown eyes stare up at the ceiling of the hotel room as the other speaks. After a rough night of drinking and drugs he decided to lay down, though the comfort of sleep was difficult to come by. Slowly he sat up from the mattress, feeling his head pound in protest as he does so, but his eyebrows raise with the newfound energy and curiosity he had suddenly gained while listening to Elizabeth’s words. “ That sucks...can’t really say I don’t know what you’re talking about. “  He tilted his head, bringing himself to sit on the edge of the bed instead so he can look her in the eye.   

“ I would do so much more if I were in your shoes    you have a guaranteed expanded life. Why are you wasting it here in this shithole if you’re unhappy? “ Kai could honestly ask himself the same question. Why is he wasting his freedom in some old murder hotel when he could be fleeing somewhere far, far away from sunny California and the bustling streets of L.A.? Perhaps the darkness of this place has managed to dig its claws in deeper than he ever could imagine. 

[humilictedman-arc]

hamilton starters. pt 3.

@fedfears​

“ That’s what I’ve been saying! “ Kai exclaims, one of his hands gesturing wildly whilst the other held a glass of bourbon close to his chest. “ Outrage. Fear. Igniting that in every goddamn American and building something better from the chaos. “ He was well on his way of reaching his goals before the FBI had raided the cult. If Kai would’ve listened to his gut rather than believe the traitors around him, then maybe things would have gone differently. Now he was stuck in the Hotel Cortez, dead from an overdose ( one of the most pathetic ways he could’ve gone, in his not-so-humble opinion ) and experiencing the afterlife as a ghost. At the very least, the serial killer understood him, his ultimate vision of the world his breathing body has left behind. 

Bringing the glass to his lips, Kai attempts to wash down the anger with his own demise with alcohol. A useless idea, given a downside to being dead was that getting drunk wasn’t exactly on the table anymore. All he felt was the burning sensation in his throat. “ I could’ve dominated the whole fucking world. “ 

[hiveruled-moved]

50 𝘿𝙄𝘼𝙇𝙊𝙂𝙐𝙀 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙈𝙋𝙏𝙎   ,   𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃 𝚃𝚆𝙾 .

@cryptskept​

Kai fully intended for the sound of the metallic flick of his lighter to urge the other to turn to face him, satisfaction evident in his eyes when she does. The small flame ignites the end of a cigarette perched between his lips. He'd stolen a pack of them off of another hotel patron earlier that week, still not trusting to show his face outside the Cortez in fear of someone recognizing him from the news. 

" Long enough. " He says, a hint of amusement in his otherwise emotionless voice as he takes a long drag from the cigarette and pockets the cheap lighter. The happenings that went on inside the Hotel Cortez were never dull. Maybe that's a part of the reason he was drawn to this place, all the tragedy and the darkness; he could relate to it more than other people could. A cloud of smoke eventually is exhaled through parted lips, Kai taking the cigarette out of his mouth and holding it lazily between his fingers as he gestures towards the not-so-inconspicuous bloody body that lay at the Countess's feet. " Guess you're lucky this place is the perfect dumping ground for bodies, hm? No hassle clean-up. " 

The former cult leader steps towards her, kicking the limp arm of the corpse out of his way with a careless sniff. " Don’t think he’ll be missed much anyways. I saw him in the lobby last night    not very impressive. Honestly...I think you did him a favor more than anything, letting him die seeing a pretty face. "

[hiveruled-moved]

the haunting of hill house - sentence meme

@10mmandments​

Kai is angry, which is nothing new. In life and death the cult leader latched onto that blinding fury, the hot boiling of his blood. Though, would one even consider him to truly have blood flowing through his veins anymore? The rules of the dead were complicated and he was too impatient to sit down and figure them all out.  For some reason he can’t fully remember the kill he just made, his thoughts all jumbled in a haze as he glances down at a bloodstained shard of glass in his hand. Right. Kai slowly recalled breaking a mirror with his fists, taking the biggest piece he could and driving the edge into a hotel guest’s vulnerably exposed throat.

He can only let out a dry, humorless chuckle in response to the other’s comment. Being told he’s out of line, out of control, is an all-too-familiar observation.  “ Yeah? Go complain about it to someone who gives a shit. “ Kai flings the glass against the wall, watching the piece shatter into much smaller shards and scatter across the hall. Poor Miss Evers would have quite the mess to clean up when she’d eventually get up to this floor    not that Kai would ever take the time to think about that. “ You can’t exactly take me back to prison anyways, Detective. You lost your chance to do that. “ 

[humilictedman-arc]

𝗖𝗥𝗬𝗕𝗔𝗕𝗬 𝗕𝗬 𝗠𝗘𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗜𝗘 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗭 --- inbox meme

@fedfears​

He felt like he was floating, moving endlessly through thickened water. The former cult leader wasn’t unfamiliar with fog in his head, his mind has wandered like this since he was a kid. Somehow though, being in this place; a hotel of all places, made it ten times worse. Kai prided himself on his ability to think on the fly, to be able to be very articulate with his words. Lately his speech all felt slurred together on his tongue.

Another male’s voice cut through his thoughts, a vaguely irritated one at that. “ Hm? “ Kai’s attention was finally drawn back to reality. He was sitting in a plush red chair and across from him, sat James March. Oh, Kai was already familiar with his...work. Anyone who was interested in the macabre who lived in this part of L.A. did. 

“ Sorry, man. Can you repeat that---whatever you said? “ If Kai was lucky, it wouldn’t be so boring he’d have to willingly tune him out. 

[humilictedman-arc]

GORE SENTENCE STARTERS.

@thehellyouputmein​

Kai’s nose scrunched up with disgust at the rotting, sour odor emanating from the room. Though he was more than used to the stench, he lived with it for years in his own home. He also knew very well that corpses lay beyond the closed door, he’s the one that put them there. If he could recall his memories correctly from that night, it had been two newly-made college graduates who had bumped into the former cult leader when he was in one of his more---well, violent moods. 

The felon’s hand quickly slammed against the locked hotel room door, keeping the other from entering right away. With his dark, intimidating gaze locked on her, he lowered his voice so that any other visitors wouldn’t overhear them. “ Make sure you do a damn good job of clearing them out. I don’t fucking need you blabbing this to any cops. “ 

[humilictedman-arc]

THE  HAUNTING  OF  HILL  HOUSE  SENTENCE  STARTERS

@thineownself​

“ Some stories are remembered more than others, “ Kai shot back at the other man. His pupils were blown wide, covering most of the area of his already-dark brown eyes and making them appear blacker than the darkness of the hotel room they sat in. He’d clearly just got done putting whatever drug of the day he could get his hands on into his system, not that it would do much for him. 

 Strands of unkempt, faded blue hair stuck to his sweaty face as he finally looked up at James.  “There’s still time to change mine. This world needs a fucking revolution. “ 

[humilictedman-arc]

LUCIFER NETFLIX SENTENCE STARTERS

@hotelhaunting​

Taking a step away from the murdered couple spread across the bed, he moves towards the light peeking from behind the curtains. Drawing the fabric back, Kai’s bloodstained fingers lightly brush against the glass of the window. Staring at the world outside, at the city he’ll never be able to escape from, the spirit of the cult leader feels a cold emptiness in the pit of his stomach. “ The heart does nothing but provide the blood needed to keep living, “ he counters, turning back to face the other man standing in the room. 

He had given the couple a choice, one kills the other and is left alive; or they both choose to die alongside each other. Imagine Kai’s surprise when the girlfriend had taken the knife from his grip and stabbed her beau to death without much hesitation. Shame that Kai had already planned on killing them both anyways. “ Their minds were both weak. I lived my entire life without letting love be a distraction, “ Kai practically sneers the word out as if it has similar weight as a curse. 

Of course, the reason for him not experiencing love was more complicated than that. Even with all the time he had to contemplate his previous life, he wasn’t sure why he never did. Sure, he had loved his family, but even then he had killed his siblings. Maybe he was simply destined to become a monster. Intense near-black eyes eventually settle on James, his brow quirking upwards in a questioning manner, “ Have you ever killed someone you were in love with? “

[humilictedman-arc]

Hotel:

In the year 2014 Kai Anderson was sent to a maximum-security prison in California after FBI found and raided his murderous cult. Then in 2015, the man escaped, faking his death by killing and brutally mutilating a fellow inmate that looked similar to him. With nowhere else to go, Kai ran until he ended up at the Hotel Cortez. 

Easily drawn to the darkness that the Cortez has to offer, Kai soon reverted back into his old habits of drug dealing to make a bit of money. He’s still very much bothered by the fact everything he worked for was ruined and craves to continue working on the revolution he started. As he resides in the Hotel Cortez longer, however, his own sanity starts to plummet further, agitating the former cult leader to be much more impulsive and brutal than he has been in the past with his killings.

Eventually, his fate would be sealed in the form of an overdose one night, trying to silence the voices in his head. Kai roams the twisted halls of the Cortez as a vengeful spirit, looking for anyone to manipulate into spreading his ideas.