Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141012162512/@comment-3293219-20141013145857

Robin's long and deep sleep was seemingly interrupted, their relaxed smile turned into a troubled frown as something invaded their dreams...

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The Breton, screamed as they were hit, by the almighty iron fist of their opponent. Despite putting in her best efforts, she was unable to defend herself and Karliah was no match for her father, who was slowly marching over to her, watching her pitiful form as she wriggled around on the floor.

Karliah had recieved quite the beating in the fight and it was all for nothing as she had barely managed to put a few scratches on Odin's body, the powerhouse of a Breton slowly wandered over to his daughter and rested his knee on her stomach, putting all of his weight on it. Even without her injuries, this would be incredibly painful as Odin weighed around 400lbs, due to the sheer amount of muscle on his body and so Karliah gasped out in pain as she felt his giant, bear hand wrap around her neck, his thumb and fourthfinger rested underneath her jawline.

"Hmph... You can't even beat me in your dreams..." The Shaman commented, bitterly as he looked over her bruised body, with some delight as he truly wanted her to suffer.

"This is just the start Karliah... Your dreams are now my playground and you'll never be able to escape my wrath, until you get over your cowardice and face me!"

Karliah choked as she felt the old man crush her neck, from either side, her eyes widened out of fear as well as the fact that her windpipe had been closed by Odin's godlike grip. The Old Man slowly applied more and more preassure, until Karliah's neck broke, with an almighty crunch, the Breton's last action was a squark she made, in response as her face fell perminantely into a haunting stare, her glazed eyes fixed dead ahead and her mouth hung open.

Her father slowly removed his hand and let her head roll to the side, the tiny bone fragments of her shattered neck could be heard, moving inside as her head lulled to the right and she forever stared off, into that direction.

Odin began to chuckle, unable to hide his amusement at the sight of his dead daughter, the only way that this could be more perfect was if it was actually happening but in another way, that kind of made this moment even more charming as he knew that she'd relive this every time she slept and he had so many ideas to torment her.

Karliah, even in death, was still forced to watch the dream play out, though she felt completely dead, she could still see out of her eyes and hear her father's wicked laugh...

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Robin awoke, with a start, gasping and eventually choking as they went into a coughing fit, though Odin's assault had no effect on their worldly body, their brain had been tricked into thinking that they were being choked, a parting gift, from the old man. Tears rolled down Robin's face and the sweat was pretty much rolling off of their body as they went into some kind of fit.

(Sorry if anything's off, work's being done on my house and not only is it noisy but the whole building if vibrating...)