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DA Music Meme for Writers...

1. Pick a character, fandom, pairing, friendship, whatever.

2. Put on your music program on shuffle/random and start playing songs.

3. For each song, write something inspired by the song related to the theme you chose earlier. You only have the song length. No pre-planning and no writing after the song is over. No skipping songs either.

4. Do 10 songs and post. Make sure to include the song name/artist. -Alien Ink will only be doing 4 for the time being and will come back to it later.-

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This is a character exercise I found surfing Deviant art, I am going to do a number of these little buggers to practice and perfect my writing technique as I am far from my goal. For obvious reasons I have chosen Xephyr. He is one of my most interesting characters thus far and I would very much like to exercise his character beyond simple romance, meaning I want to write something more in depth, though I for some reason can't seem to do so in an /RP/ because I feel embarrassed of my menial skills and grammar. Any how lets begin before I ramble.

PS: I would greatly appreciate feed back. C:

- Lance.

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Pain-Hollywood Undead.

Pain. Something every living, sentient being fears. Or do they? There are those out there with such a high tolerance, or liking they inflict harm purposely onto themselves, or others. Why would anyone do such a thing I wonder. Hand fondling his own unique weapon, Xephyr grip the handle tight, too tight - so much so his joints began to nag about their aching nerves, wanting release.

Hold it.

Don't let go, get used to it, let it be your stress ball. The alien need it, desperately, lest he want to do what had been done so often before and turn his own sword to himself, that may not go over so well with his friends, his lover. Little Dax, he would have a fit. A heavy sigh, sliding past his lips,ruggedly and about as smooth as sandpaper over wood. It tug at his mind, somehow the thought wouldn't leave, kept returning, sinking its' teeth deep into his skin and refusing its' leave. Would a self inflicted wound cause the harm one bestowed by another would.

Quiet Surroundings-Akira Yamaoka.

The still of the compounds fields could be taken as disturbing, but to him they were the calm and quiet Xephyr so desperately needed in his life. On this planet, this world that show nothing but danger and destruction. What could it have been like before the infection hit, he wonder on this subject ever so often, thoughts' that should disturb calm his weary mind as the odd looking Alien reflect on what had come to pass. Children froliking without a care, parents who could once let their little darlings out side for a couple hours, no problem at all - now had to keep their precious child or children locked in and close, at the very least this Asylum, this run down building, newly brought up and running smoothly, offer a safe haven for those whom' could find the god damned place. Closing all three sets of eyes, Xephyr calm himself, pushing the thoughts of slaughter and chaos away to bring back the memories of his own planet, grass green and rivers clean enough to drink from. A planet where life still blossom and children still play. easy as it was to think of such a thing, it only came in such a way out here, in the fields. A still thriving vegetation that offer so much comfort to the man as he simply sit still and take in the deafening sounds' of his quiet surroundings.

Just a little faster-There for tomorrow.

Sure the world of zombies and infectious freaks was up beat and fast, but that didn't mean it had absolutely no down time. Sometimes he and his new found group would go days, weeks, without seeing the face of one of those hideous mutated little fucks. And that's when unimaginable boredom wash over the five, six or seven depending on if Janice and Ray had decide to come along that day or stay back behind in their place of solace. Admittedly any one normal individual would be back there right now, but at this very moment, the Xiconian male crave action, and hunger to plunge his uniquely decorated sword down the throat of any being that serve to attack. Something, anything needed to happen or Xephyr swore he'd go insane. Why must the day move at such an agonizingly slow pace, it wore like hell on the Alien males nerves, his sister off to one side, hacking away ambitiously at what appear to be a car, or the scraps it left behind. This city look like a bomb went off, and his group act like it every time a noise kick up on the wind, Ink twitching about happily while Xella take up a fighting stance, Dax and Furick, well now, he wasn't really eying them as he normally would have, odd for Xephyr not to. As he was usually an over protective mother more than anything else when it came to the small human, not so much the Vincher however. Those were just so hard to kill off, thus the lack of worry towards Furick Odin, that did not however, mean he didn't care. God! Hands shaking and teeth clench, body worked up over absolutely nothing, until finally, Finaly. The silence was shattered. Several loud screams' fill the air, causing the six ears he sport to rise and fall in a very excited manor. This is what the group had been waiting for, and more than anyone, the Xicon male. Raising his sword, no longer paying attention to the group- he move forward. A hord of infected, they must have gone weeks without food, and lucky him, lucky him -They were heading his way. Forcefully a malicious smirk take over a normally calm and serene face. Just what I've been waiting for.

Chasing cars-Snow Patrol.

Xephyr sit recline on the bed he along with the tiny human Dax had come to claim their own within the compounds winding halls. Sure it was run down, the light fixtures' adding a very eerie tone to the otherwise empty seclusion room. Empty with t he acception to the two bodies laying huddled up to each other. A position he found himself in so often. Sitting or laying with his lover held comfortably on his lap, arms wrapped around Dax in a very protective manor even when no danger was around or in sight. A gentle sigh pass his smiling, dull purple-grey lips, leaning in to kiss the boy who had responded to the sound with a shift and cock of the head, looking back up at his partner with those gorgeous blue-green eyes, eyes that went deeper than the ocean and shine brighter than the moon in the sky. It was so easy to get lost in those orbs. "Something wrong?" The tiny human whisper in his angelic voice, Xephyrs' long pointed ears twitching softly in answer to the question before voice backed it up. "Nothing, just day dreaming." Something the alien had never caught himself doing until meeting Dax several weeks ago. It didn't take long for the two of them to find blooming feelings for one another and became close fairly quick, though short, their relationship was strong and something Xephyr, nor Dax I'm sure- would trade for anything that could ever be offered. This moment was perfect, though to the eye of anyone else there was nothing special going on in the room, it was magnificent to the Xiconian, just being able to hold the tiny human close to his body, to his heart and with each passing second the joy he felt grew, unable to help the swolen feelings he had for his lover, who stare up at him curiously still. Finally Dax broke the silence with a gentle giggle, reaching to wrap his thin, lithe arms around the larger males neck, receiving a tightened grip around his waist. "You can go to sleep if you want." It was Xephyrs turn to laugh, ruffling Dax soft silver hair with an ungloved hand. "I never said I was tired. Besides, I can't enjoy holding you while unconcious." The words made a blush raise on the smaller mans pale white skin, and earn Xephyr a beautiful smile from him as well. The only thing that made this brief period of quiet even better were the words whispered after the cuddling. "I love you." Words first spoken by the bright eyed human and echoed again by the relaxed Alien that held him. "I love you too." Voice low and hushed, as if the saying was sacred. Leaning in he seal the affection with a gentle kiss on his lovers lips, an action that was quickly and happily returned and shared between the two. It really was a perfect moment, and he wish it would last forever, though he'd always hold it dear in his memory. And knew for a sure that Dax would as well.

Description
DA Music Meme for Writers...

1. Pick a character, fandom, pairing, friendship, whatever.

2. Put on your music program on shuffle/random and start playing songs.

3. For each song, write something inspired by the song related to the theme you chose earlier. You only have the song length. No pre-planning and no writing after the song is over. No skipping songs either.

4. Do 10 songs and post. Make sure to include the song name/artist. -Alien Ink will only be doing 4 for the time being and will come back to it later.-

---

This is a character exercise I found surfing Deviant art, I am going to do a number of these little buggers to practice and perfect my writing technique as I am far from my goal. For obvious reasons I have chosen Xephyr. He is one of my most interesting characters thus far and I would very much like to exercise his character beyond simple romance, meaning I want to write something more in depth, though I for some reason can't seem to do so in an /RP/ because I feel embarrassed of my menial skills and grammar. Any how lets begin before I ramble.

PS: I would greatly appreciate feed back. C:

- Lance.

---

Pain-Hollywood Undead.

Pain. Something every living, sentient being fears. Or do they? There are those out there with such a high tolerance, or liking they inflict harm purposely onto themselves, or others. Why would anyone do such a thing I wonder. Hand fondling his own unique weapon, Xephyr grip the handle tight, too tight - so much so his joints began to nag about their aching nerves, wanting release.

Hold it.

Don't let go, get used to it, let it be your stress ball. The alien need it, desperately, lest he want to do what had been done so often before and turn his own sword to himself, that may not go over so well with his friends, his lover. Little Dax, he would have a fit. A heavy sigh, sliding past his lips,ruggedly and about as smooth as sandpaper over wood. It tug at his mind, somehow the thought wouldn't leave, kept returning, sinking its' teeth deep into his skin and refusing its' leave. Would a self inflicted wound cause the harm one bestowed by another would.

Quiet Surroundings-Akira Yamaoka.

The still of the compounds fields could be taken as disturbing, but to him they were the calm and quiet Xephyr so desperately needed in his life. On this planet, this world that show nothing but danger and destruction. What could it have been like before the infection hit, he wonder on this subject ever so often, thoughts' that should disturb calm his weary mind as the odd looking Alien reflect on what had come to pass. Children froliking without a care, parents who could once let their little darlings out side for a couple hours, no problem at all - now had to keep their precious child or children locked in and close, at the very least this Asylum, this run down building, newly brought up and running smoothly, offer a safe haven for those whom' could find the god damned place. Closing all three sets of eyes, Xephyr calm himself, pushing the thoughts of slaughter and chaos away to bring back the memories of his own planet, grass green and rivers clean enough to drink from. A planet where life still blossom and children still play. easy as it was to think of such a thing, it only came in such a way out here, in the fields. A still thriving vegetation that offer so much comfort to the man as he simply sit still and take in the deafening sounds' of his quiet surroundings.

Just a little faster-There for tomorrow.

Sure the world of zombies and infectious freaks was up beat and fast, but that didn't mean it had absolutely no down time. Sometimes he and his new found group would go days, weeks, without seeing the face of one of those hideous mutated little fucks. And that's when unimaginable boredom wash over the five, six or seven depending on if Janice and Ray had decide to come along that day or stay back behind in their place of solace. Admittedly any one normal individual would be back there right now, but at this very moment, the Xiconian male crave action, and hunger to plunge his uniquely decorated sword down the throat of any being that serve to attack. Something, anything needed to happen or Xephyr swore he'd go insane. Why must the day move at such an agonizingly slow pace, it wore like hell on the Alien males nerves, his sister off to one side, hacking away ambitiously at what appear to be a car, or the scraps it left behind. This city look like a bomb went off, and his group act like it every time a noise kick up on the wind, Ink twitching about happily while Xella take up a fighting stance, Dax and Furick, well now, he wasn't really eying them as he normally would have, odd for Xephyr not to. As he was usually an over protective mother more than anything else when it came to the small human, not so much the Vincher however. Those were just so hard to kill off, thus the lack of worry towards Furick Odin, that did not however, mean he didn't care. God! Hands shaking and teeth clench, body worked up over absolutely nothing, until finally, Finaly. The silence was shattered. Several loud screams' fill the air, causing the six ears he sport to rise and fall in a very excited manor. This is what the group had been waiting for, and more than anyone, the Xicon male. Raising his sword, no longer paying attention to the group- he move forward. A hord of infected, they must have gone weeks without food, and lucky him, lucky him -They were heading his way. Forcefully a malicious smirk take over a normally calm and serene face. Just what I've been waiting for.

Chasing cars-Snow Patrol.

Xephyr sit recline on the bed he along with the tiny human Dax had come to claim their own within the compounds winding halls. Sure it was run down, the light fixtures' adding a very eerie tone to the otherwise empty seclusion room. Empty with t he acception to the two bodies laying huddled up to each other. A position he found himself in so often. Sitting or laying with his lover held comfortably on his lap, arms wrapped around Dax in a very protective manor even when no danger was around or in sight. A gentle sigh pass his smiling, dull purple-grey lips, leaning in to kiss the boy who had responded to the sound with a shift and cock of the head, looking back up at his partner with those gorgeous blue-green eyes, eyes that went deeper than the ocean and shine brighter than the moon in the sky. It was so easy to get lost in those orbs. "Something wrong?" The tiny human whisper in his angelic voice, Xephyrs' long pointed ears twitching softly in answer to the question before voice backed it up. "Nothing, just day dreaming." Something the alien had never caught himself doing until meeting Dax several weeks ago. It didn't take long for the two of them to find blooming feelings for one another and became close fairly quick, though short, their relationship was strong and something Xephyr, nor Dax I'm sure- would trade for anything that could ever be offered. This moment was perfect, though to the eye of anyone else there was nothing special going on in the room, it was magnificent to the Xiconian, just being able to hold the tiny human close to his body, to his heart and with each passing second the joy he felt grew, unable to help the swolen feelings he had for his lover, who stare up at him curiously still. Finally Dax broke the silence with a gentle giggle, reaching to wrap his thin, lithe arms around the larger males neck, receiving a tightened grip around his waist. "You can go to sleep if you want." It was Xephyrs turn to laugh, ruffling Dax soft silver hair with an ungloved hand. "I never said I was tired. Besides, I can't enjoy holding you while unconcious." The words made a blush raise on the smaller mans pale white skin, and earn Xephyr a beautiful smile from him as well. The only thing that made this brief period of quiet even better were the words whispered after the cuddling. "I love you." Words first spoken by the bright eyed human and echoed again by the relaxed Alien that held him. "I love you too." Voice low and hushed, as if the saying was sacred. Leaning in he seal the affection with a gentle kiss on his lovers lips, an action that was quickly and happily returned and shared between the two. It really was a perfect moment, and he wish it would last forever, though he'd always hold it dear in his memory. And knew for a sure that Dax would as well.