Little-Mortician

Just Another Reaper

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Comatose Ch. 4 by Little-Mortician, literature

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Comatose Ch. 4

It was so bright. I couldn't see anything. Just...light. "Hello?" My voice echoed in the bright room. If it even was a room. The light seemed endless. Suddenly, a tall robed figure stood before me, his hand outstretched to me. He looked like the Grim Reaper in red. "Am I dead?" I asked. It shook it's head and continued to hold out it's hand. Without thinking, I took his hand. He took me for a walk. Through the light, a small opening appeared. I was viciously thrown into the hole before it went dark. I woke up to the sound of talking, carnival music, laughter, screaming and machines whirring. I rubbed at my eyes and sat up. "She's aw

Comatose Ch. 3 by Little-Mortician, literature

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Comatose Ch. 3

Waking up from her episode with the doctor, Sophya felt very empty. This was normal for her, but it had gotten even worse, and rather quickly too. She was tired all of the time; blacking out every few hours and waking up in new places. She would get physically sick ad be moody afterwards. "You're awake." The voice sounded like it was screaming in her ear, blowing away all of her thoughts. She gripped her head and whimpered. The doctor sighed. "Miss Sophya, let's talk." Hadn't she talked enough today? Talking only seems to get her into more trouble, she thought. "Your delusions have gotten gradually worse." She stared at the doctor. It

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Comatose Ch. 2

It didn't take long before she was pulled back into another interrogation. It seems her latest 'secret' had caught their interest. Sophya stared blankly at the female doctor. Her name was Marissa Volk. She was your average, boring doctor who thought she could save the world. Truth is, she was just another slave to Bayridge Psychiatric Institute and Clinic. She THOUGHT she was a good person. She smiled brightly at her patient. "It's good to see you again." Sophya remained quiet and emotionless, but leaned forward, putting her arms on the tables. "Well...let's talking about your carnival that you mention to Dr. Venter, alright?" The patien

Comatose Ch. 1 by Little-Mortician, literature

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Comatose Ch. 1

"She's made no progress...her therapy doesn't seem to be working." "Should we up the dosage of her medication?" "Any higher of a dosage and she might turn into a vegetable." The two doctors glanced into the closed room behind the two-way mirror at their patient. Sophya Leschov. The female glanced through the patient's medical records, appalled by what she read. Sophya Batra Leschov. 19 years old; admitted when she was 16. Her illnesses consisted of bi-polar disorder, severe depression and schizophrenia. She had many odd ideas and thoughts, most of which were highly disturbing to her therapists; she suffered from delusions and the inab

F.E.A.R. Ch. 1: Addiction. by Little-Mortician, literature

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F.E.A.R. Ch. 1: Addiction.

Fear. An unpleasant emotion caused by the belief that someone or something is dangerous, likely to cause pain, or a threat. I lived in fear every day. It was like a daunting shadow behind me, never leaving me be. It was a gut wrenching feeling; being afraid. It felt almost like it was a person, trailing me around, whispering in my ear: "Be afraid." I knew why I was afraid of some things, but not all. Where I'm from, it's normal for humans to be afraid. The Dark Carnival. Where carnage is mixed with entertainment and judgement. I was nothing special honestly. My name's Batziee. I'm the Ringmaster's daughter and due to take over as the own

The Renaissance of the Dark Carnival: Chapter 1. by Little-Mortician, literature

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The Renaissance of the Dark Carnival: Chapter 1.

A piercing scream shredded through the Dark Carnival, stopping everyone dead in their tracks. A blonde man dropped the erratically pulsing balls he was juggling and ran out of the red and gold carnival tent. Following him was a group of wicked clowns and carnies. The scream had hurt some badly, seeing as it had broken the sound barrier, but they still ran to the source. The one who had caused the massive panic was a young woman with medium length dark brown hair, a little black beanie and a bat shaped clip in her hair. Her clothes were soaked in blood. She gripped the limp body of a man to her own, rocking back and forth, mumbling incohere

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001. Introduction

If you asked me who I was, I could only tell you "I don't know". I know a few things about myself. But I don't know who I am . I don't know who I was destined to be. I only know I'm not "normal", whatever normal is. I sit in graveyards, because it's the only place I can feel at peace. I hear voices in my head. They keep me awake, day and night, and it feels like I've not rested in years. I don't know who I am. It's only taken me a few years... To realize I never did.

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Artist // Student // Traditional Art

Nov 17
United States
Deviant for 12 years
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I go by the nicknames "Batziee" and "Reaper".

My emotions cover a broad range of random, crazy and hyper, to dark, depressing and misanthropic. My art reflects my self, my inspirations, my life and my emotions.

Random fact time!

I have a stuffed animal, he's a bat, and his name is Spooky ♥

Becoming a Mortician is my life.

I'm Christian.

My sense of style tends to be on the darker side.

I hear voices.

I am a Juggalette.

I love iced tea ♥

I love video games (PSN: DoktorScorpio)

Favourite Movies

Repo! The Genetic Opera

Favourite TV Shows

Supernatural, Body of Proof, Six Feet Under

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Insane Clown Posse, Twiztid

Favourite Games

Twisted Metal: Black, Call of Duty: Black Ops, Twisted Metal 2, Team Fortress 2

Favourite Gaming Platform

Playstation 3

Other Interests

Mortuary science, death, music, bats, scorpions, spiders, friends, writing

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Little-Mortician

Apr 9, 2012

Whew!

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Okay, so I JUST got back  last night. :P It was amazing<3 Any way, I just got some stuff to take care of up there then I'll be moving back down to Florida in December (: I'll be living with 3 friends of mine, then moving in with you know who <3 Ahhh. I'm a little sick from all the changes and moving around, but otherwise, I'm good (:

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Little-Mortician

Jan 9, 2012

Hilarious. Joined account!

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Immaturity is hilarious to me. Especially in people who should know better. Ive been busy lately and finally come back to dA to make an account for Nate and I and find someone talking shit on us. And she watches me too, so I hope she reads this. Listen here lady, I don't take well to you talking shit on me, calling me psycho, and calling my boyfriend a 'boy'. He fell outta love with you because you were a manipulative, lazy, mooching and disrespectful pest. And a bitch too. You dropped me before this even happened. Not my fault him and I talked more than you did. You used to be my best friend. I began to resent how you treated Nate and used

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Little-Mortician

Dec 24, 2011

Christmas Eve!! + Prayer Wall

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I love Christmas, not just because of the gifts but because people sit down with each other and show family love. <3 I can't wait until after Christmas though, because my boyfriend is sending me a late gift, one of his hoodies (: and I'm gonna send him art I've done for him, pokemon cards, and my Jeckel brothers jersey (it'll fit him better, he's taller. and he wants odd things, i know xD) I also made a prayer wall O u O which is where I tape names and prayers for people on my wall. I have a lot already xD I have Nate and his parents and sisters..Ms. Chelly ...my juggalette mommy and sisters...my 'mama'...my parents, my church pastors an