Vinyl’s neck prickled. She finally took stock of where she was. The combined scent of resin and dust was so familiar that she hadn’t registered it at first. The fact that the lights were off hadn’t help to orientate her either. Now, however, she identified the basement Octavia had suggested they set up as a practise room when they moved into this house. She and Vinyl had spent long hours painstakingly mapping the walls with foam to sound-proof it for when either of them wanted time to play as loud as possible without disturbing the neighbours. Right now that seemed like an extremely stupid decision.
Well...neither of them could have known all of this would happen.
Voron fed on her.
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“I raised you not to spit, Vanelda. It is unladylike.”
Screw you Voron!!!
Sweet Celestia. Vinyl’s brain jangled with alarm. She resisted the urge to look at the pile of grey fur. Don’t give him an inch. Stay strong. Look him right in the eye. He can’t control you that way anymore. He doesn’t have that ability. You looped it. He can’t break what you did. You can look right into his eyes and he can’t force you do a damn thing anymore. But if you look away first … if you do that …
Don't give him an inch Vinyl...don't give him a single inch!
Vellum tossed her head, scattering blood in a wide arc. She shook the slippery red chunk of fur like a dog with a favourite chew toy. Something thin whipped about her face. Vanelda realised with a lurch that is was part of the rabbit’s intestines. Vellum spat out her mouthful and bent again, scooping out tiny pulsating organs and gleefully tossing them aside as the rabbit screamed and screamed.
Now that was just disturbing.
“Nice!” Vellum giggled again. “Big sis! Look!”
Vanelda looked down at the tangled remains of blood, bone and sinew between Vellum’s hooves. She had seen worse. Voron had made her do worse. But this …
It's just...barbaric that's what it is. To have such a young foal do something like this...Voron...!!!
Vellum snorted with laughter. “Pretty!”
Vanelda turned and emptied the meagre contents of her stomach onto the grass.
You know, this has been a rather serious story so far. With a title like "Vampiolence" I was expecting something a bit more over the top like Metal Gear Rising: REVENGEANCE.
Well...neither of them could have known all of this would happen.
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Screw you Voron!!!
Don't give him an inch Vinyl...don't give him a single inch!
Now that was just disturbing.
It's just...barbaric that's what it is. To have such a young foal do something like this...Voron...!!!
Oh Vinyl....
You know, this has been a rather serious story so far. With a title like "Vampiolence" I was expecting something a bit more over the top like Metal Gear Rising: REVENGEANCE.
Dude, I feel so bad for Vinyl holy moly...
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practice (unless there's a difference between American and British English, which, I admit, I wouldn't know)
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Practice - like a doctor's practice
Practise - like a rehearsal
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You're right, in British English. In American English, "practice" is both the noun and the verb, so it'd be "practice room" still
Man Vinyl‘s family is so screwed up.
I know that lighting Voron on fire probably doesn't do that much, but it sure would make me feel better!
where's the fourth chapter? you have it on youtube why not here?
The despair event horizon is fast approaching. Please let there be even a single smile-worthy moment in coming chapters.