kirishikai

[kirishikai]

Fuck it

Story yo mama: Fortress.

It was what I was meant to be, it was what everyone wanted me to be, what everyone still wants me to be.

But at times the only thing I can do can cower and hide behind the walls I have been building all my life.

The only true fortress I have ever built was the one to shield myself from anything that could hurt me, or the ones that scared me to change. I have become an impenetrable fortress, for better or for worse. Impregnable walls that do not let even me leave, or how they trap me inside of myself…

the thoughts that at times I am forced to have instead of the happy thoughts everyone tells me to feel, like a doll trapped by a puppeteer’s control. How the tables have turned from me trying to build a fortress to protect others, only now built to protect a fragile ego that holds itself up on its friends that are the water that keeps the boat afloat… The threats and insults that are thrown at my walls are heard but are deflected by the fortress around my soul, the hardened armor around my soul does not let me feel what I wish to feel, the walls that surrounds the fragile man that constantly runs around and forces themselves to do better, to be right. As a fortress. One that is forced to be others fortress.

“Be the one for me to lean on” when I have problems of my own.

“Be, MY wall, my shoulder to lean on” when even I need a break, when THEY feel down.

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 KFO  Oliviana “Founded” Ovibourn  “Another day…another round”  App: wears a hooded cowl and an engraved full face mask, covering her forehead down to her chin, almost nothing of her head is truly seen but she sometimes lets down the hood of her cowl to release her short messy hair, she wears a full skintight body suit and a small shirt to cover up on top, it is usually black or green in color and only covers her chest (yes she does wear under garments but just on the bottom, the top is to uncomfortable for her) and boots that go slightly past her ankle, down the sides of the body suit are two lines of purple that she can allow to glow for an easier coverage and a harder time for enemies to truly focus of her  Weap: as all Facility members do, she was allowed to choose and design her own gun or weapon, she went with a Barret 50.cal with the ability to change its barrel form into that of a glaive, it allows her with superior range and an easy ability to fight at close ranges. Her mask itself is a miniature tool that allows her to keepalive and fighting, it comes in three uses; support(ability to stim Founded, or give her pain killers to keep fighting, and with stim she can even walk on broken legs) defend (a basic mini flashbang, only blinding enemies that somehow pin founded down, and comms (radio transmitter and a scouting tool, and connects to her gun perfectly for an enhanced sniper zoom)  Abil: Founded’s innate ability comes in the form of her ability to “trap” bullets into hard, sturdy objects. Be that coins or tree’s, walls even, however the drawback is that each shot must aim for the head no matter what, because a miss or a regular body shot will not kill or damage the way a normal bullet will, she however has gotten so good at this that even stray traps can kill unsuspecting people, she has killed many with this. Stories in her journal have told of her “V1’ning bitches” with this ability, embedding them into coins and launching them at people when she was trapped in a corner or so, this is another reason why she wears the body suit, it hides her scars and bullet wounds from her own ability. She hates that fact and calls it “Embarrassing” however founded to a tee has become perfect at flicking coins at people in this way, she still sometimes does it out of habit and boredom, just flicking pennies into the smallest of cracks and having them slot in perfectly.  Connections; Duck (“brother” read more with “the father” hydra)  Trade (“Brother” same as duck)  rosemary(companion and partial friend)  ruin(another close ally she can rely on but also at times hates)  May (childhood “mother” before Eden incident)  “The father”(hydra that made founded who she was today)  Rukihara(childhood crush, but this died down now. Completely, ruki is now happily “engaged” with may)  Oro/Saki (used to be one being((orosaki)), but now separated, they are her mother and father to a degree, they were both extracted from “Arknari” and “Chiifora” founded’s true mother and father)  Elo’stan (twin brother)  Terrorist/ Terraformer “Terra” (surrogate daughter she didn’t know she had) 

sushi (surrogate granddaughter TERRA didn’t know she had)  Dynasty (best friend and owner of the store Oliviana works at)  Charmy (she knows her, but Olivia doesn’t know Charmy. due to the connection with orosaki, or, Oro and Saki, however only Charmy truly knows what's going on, and to an extent, the holder as well)  Kay’draov(personal nightmare eater. They don’t know each other, but kay knows of Eden. And sympathizes with Olivia. However, she doesn’t plan on staying with her for long)  ending quote;  “it's the end now...I'll miss you all, through good and bad...”  -Oliviana before betraying the facility and leaving with her group 

[kirishikai]

Hello :] kiri here, this account is used for story posting and some partial talks about the account in general, im open to talk both whatever! Now the main course. Most stories here are not meant for the faint of heart, some are, some arent, read at your own risk. Sometimes i will post character desc’s in here, yes i do rp, no i will not rp with you (although i know ill never get any traction anywhere)they might be bad sure, but my characters are my characters.I DONT DO DISCLAIMERS. Das all :]

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mora wakes up scared and alone as per usual. Scared of what her father might do to her today, she checks her crotch and then rushes over to a bathroom to throw up more and more and more… she cannot take it…she reaches for the razor that’s only just in reach and makes a new mark on herself, she counts and counts her body like a wall in a prison cell. She runs over her room and finds a pregnancy test and checks herself “negative” it says she is relieved but only for a short moment as she hears glass breaking and yelling coining down every crevice… every corridor… she wishes not to venture down but it’s either that or her father rapes her once more… such a terrible man…drove her mother to suicide and soon…mora as well. She ventures down only to be pelted in the face with a bottle, it shatters on her face but luckily nothing is broken…but her father gets even more mad and throws another finally breaking into her face…it digs into her cheeks but she does nothing but smile. As per words of her mother “smile and none shall harm you” she does not cry but blood sprinkles down. Her father content, beckons her to come to him as she approaches she gets a massive slap to the face digging one of the shards deeper into her cheek, she felt like screaming. but did nothing but smile. She doesn’t remember the last time she talked…or if she remembers how to speak…so she signs to her father “good morning father how do you do?” She stops and does a courteous bow only to be met with a boot to the back of the head “fucking mute ass bitch. This is why your mother is dead eh? Fucking cunt, go and fetch me some more beer bloody fridge is empty” he says while getting up to go to his room “and get yourself cleaned up…I’ll allow you to stay outside today. I’m feeling in a good mood after last night” he smirks and walks off. Mora only heard the sound of a door slamming before she walks out. She puts on a mask to hide the scars along her face and walks outside

she then grabs the beer essentially stealing it to run back to her house. She then loads up the fridge and walks back out into the morning sun…the dew jumping at her feet as many others do…she stretches then checks down everything and heads off the the library, the only place that treats her like a human. As she walks in she notices the two people reading and talking to each other, she envies them but is to scared to make even a single notion of communication. She walks past and bows to them as politely as she can only to speed off into her little corner. The librarian expected her and set up everything for her, the chair, the light, even little snacks, mora was always grateful no matter what. She signs a very polite hello and thank you. “ah mora been a little. Having a bit of luck getting out hm?” mora nods at this comment and proceeds to sit down to start reading her already selected books “your so cute like that. I wonder what wonderful people your family is to raise such a polite young woman” mora thanks the librarian once again and proceeds to read and read until the time came to return home. She dreaded this time but if she wasn’t home in time…she doesn’t ever want to remember her fathers “friends”…she hurries and gets back home only to see her father looking down at her with intense rage within his eyes “you. Bought. The. Wrong. Fucking. Beer.” mora gets gagged and dragged into her room only to be greeted by her fathers “friends” all ready to “play” with her…over and over she could feel immense pain over and over, they would never let her go. She never did get any sleep and nor did she want it… she hates it… she reaches for the razor once more and proceeds to cut all night long more and more and more until she’s on the verge of passing out, she wishes to kill, but never had the heart to…So she smiles…and bows…and…she dreams

she wakes up to many many grown naked men all still sleeping and the ones that are awake are near passed out drunk…she herself still oozing of the foul men’s semen gets up and runs to the bathroom she throws up more and more only to get up to see her father in the mirror. He grabs her and proceeds to have his way with her one more time. she endured this holding only a smile… no sound was made…no tears were shed…she only sat there…being forced upon more and more…until she finally started to cry…for the first time in her life she cried, her father took more pleasure in this and emitted more into her until and hour later he passed out…she is broken more and more broken…her mind was corroding breaking… she wakes up once again…still oozing semen, she’s not pregnant somehow…she thinks she’s infertile…but she doesn’t move she only lays… thinking and thinking. She’s been having weird dreams lately even weirder then what she usually dreams…she brushed this off and goes to get cleaned up. She finds a note from her father that hell be out all day and she is allowed to do whatever she wants. She takes a bit of solace in this and goes to the library. She finds those two again but again only bows and walks away to her corner she forgot her mask and her cuts are fully show but she covers it with her hoodie and continues to walk… there is no one else in the library other then her and the other two boys. Now she’s terrified because she’s alone with two boys who more then likely seen as an easy target, she looks back to see them gone she’s relieved but still keeps a tight lookout for anyone…she then falls asleep for once…she drifts into her sleep with silent breathing, people could call her sleeping cute if they ever were to witness it. She fades into this weird dream only to slip back out when she was awoken to the sounds of footsteps growing closer she shoots up and bows as politely as she could…almost princess like. “hello mora”