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Far gone

You'd be better off if I was far gone
Running back to waste another chance on
Another pair of arms that'll carry you down

|Khiyanna walking into her house with Satanail|

I only speak but never act
I give you all, then take it back

Everything you never asked for
Palm clenched tight
And I've tried my best to no avail
This coffin needs another nail
You're coming back to hear me say it
One more time cause I've

|Khiyanna arguing with Satanail about his cheating, her fists clenched tight as the scream at each other, her tears streaming down her cheeks|

I've got you where I want you
But I don't even want you to stay
Would you hate me if I sent you away?
Would you call me if my mind began to change?

|Satanail clenching his teeth before walking out of the door, slamming it behind him|

Cause I don't trust my headspace
It never stays in one place for long
Would you like me if I strung you along?
Cause you like me when I'm treating you wrong

|Khiyanna walking down a long narrow street, tall buildings lining each sides, her mask hiding her face from humans that may be around|

Snowed in
Years of it have built up
And you're snowed in
There's nothing about you that deserves it
The rope that you have woven seems to pull the wrong crowd

|Satanail stumbling out of a bar, objects being thrown at him as he exits, Khiyanna noticing this from afar|

I only speak but never act

I give you all, then take it back
Everything you never asked for
Palm clenched tight
And I've tried my best to no avail
This coffin needs another nail
You're coming back to hear me say it
One more time cause I've

|Satanail sees her and senses her presence, immediately knowing who she was, he fell to his knees in front of her|

I've got you where I want you

But I don't even want you to stay
Would you hate me if I sent you away?
Would you call me if my mind began to change?

|Old memories surged through Khiyanna as she lifted her knee, her knee colliding with his jaw he fell back|

Cause I don't trust my headspace
It never stays in one place for long
Would you like me if I strung you along?

Cause you like me when I'm treating you wrong
(I've got you where I want you
But I don't even want you to stay
Would you hate me if I sent you away?
Would you call me if my mind begin to change?)

|Khiyannas eyes flared a violet color as Satanail looked up at her with a hurt expression, his golden eyes beginning to gather tears|

Cause I don't trust my headspace
It never stays in one place for long
Would you like me if I strung you along?
Cause you like me when I'm treating you wrong

|Khiyanna turns around, fists clenched and her head down, her body shaking from rage|

Would you like me if I strung you along?
Cause you like me when I'm treating you wrong

|Satanail grabs her wrist, spinning her around before he slammed his hand against her chest, tears streaming down his cheeks|

---Khiyanna's soul was knocked out of her body. Satanail is my ex's OC that Khiyanna had kids with and they have a lot of issues---
  • Listening to: Headspace by Thomston
All the pain you've been through,
All the names you've heard.

The pain,
The screams,
The sorrow,
The tears.

Losing it all,
Losing yourself.

All alone.

Fighting yourself when no one's around,
Your heart giving out,
It's all over now.

Make yourself heard,
Scream and shout,
Let it all out,
Never cry,
Let it die.

Alone at last,
Fears at ease,
Mind appeased,
No one to mourn,
The long lost soul,
Unnamed and Unknown.
Why do I fight to survive,
When I'm just dying inside.

The lights are fading out,
Nobody to save me now,
No light,
No life,
Just cold night.

This life is bittersweet,
With the things it throws at me.

For every minute of happiness,
There's a week of weakness.

With my chest wide open,
Knives at the ready,
My smile faked,
My eyes wary.

I'm not ready.

This is the end,
The battleground is down,
My light is faded out.

My heart against itself,
My mind against everyone else,
My knees giving out,
The tears are streaming down,
There's no point in wiping then now.

I'm at my ends wits,
Half the shit I did stuck in the back of my head,
My hearts losing it's fight,
My minds forcing it's rights.

The restraints are getting tighter,
Maybe in the end,
We're all just puppets in a theater.
Why do I bother trying,
Why do I keep dying?

What's so wrong with me?

I'm only trying,
To live my life,
Even though I'm crying,
Just keep dying.

Make it fade,
Make it grey,
Take my life away.

Let it fade,
Make it day,
Take the darkness away.

Give me light,
Give me hope,
Give me something to hold.

Hold the pillow tighter,
Light the lighter, Catch this shit on fire.

Only a little longer till the light burns out,
Can you feel my heart now?
Or does it even matter?

These words are an echo in my throat,
Never heard and never seen,
So I just scream louder...

But what's the point?
There's no more sound to come out,
No one to hear the words that spew through my mouth....
~Random/Personally Created~
Khiyanna Lise Malachai-Parthenopaeus, a fallen queen as her sister overthrew her, she is a demigod. She has many different appearances but the most common is long black hair that reaches the small of her black, violet eyes that seem to glow and occasionally turn red. She is about 5'2 and wear mostly black.

Vennok Medrien, a Unknown Sentinel and the appearances he can take when given the power, otherwise has a gasmask on and covers his left eye. Black hair with some red in it, one red eye the other is not visible, muscular/athletic build, about 6'7. Wears mostly black and red.

Name: Sarryna Korsa Malachai, Khiyanna's twin sister and Vennok's older sister. She overthrew Khiyanna as queen and now rules her own empire of demons, also owns her own high-end apartment complex and cafe place. Her white hair comes down to a little past the middle of her back, she has purple eyes like Khiyanna's but she keeps one pink and one light blue, 5 foot 6 inches tall, medium sized body shape(slightly skinnier than Khiyanna). She's also the favorite of her mother, quite extroverted, "flawless". She's also quite demanding.

Kathryn Satira Tannke, a seraphim, she protects the innocent the best she can as she is one of the last angels in existence. She has mid-length red hair with neon/electric green eyes that often turn a golden color. She's about 5'7 and wears mostly white and gold with hints of red. 

Alistair Lian Mac Cathmhaoil. A Knight and Battle Master. He's very skilled in hand to hand combat and with axes and swords. His last name, Mac Cathmhaoil comes from the Irish cathmhaoil which means battle chief. He was supposedly killed during battle. Dark brown hair and beard, forest green eyes, muscular build, about 6'2. Wears mostly wilderness-like colors such as brown, green, etc. Often found wearing furs and in a forest.
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~Gods/Goddesses~
Anubis, the God of Embalming and the Dead, also the patron god of Lost Souls and the Helpless. Head of a jackal and about 7'3 but right now he's only 3'2 because he was turned into a child.

Diana(Artemis) the Goddess of hunting, the wilderness and wild animals. She is also a goddess of childbirth, and the protectress of the girl child. Also known as the "virgin" Goddess and the moon goddess. She has long, curly, red hair. About 5'3 with bright green eyes.
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~Team Fortress 2~
Purple Medic
Red Pyro
Red Spy
Blue Scout
Red Engie
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~Borderlands 1/2/Pre-Sequel~
Angel
Maya
Lilith
Mordecai
Tiny Tina
CL4P-TP General Purpose Bot(Claptrap)
Khiyanna walked through the gate into Whiterun, turning to her right to speak to the blacksmith, Adrianne, about selling some armour and weapons she picked off of some bandits that attacked her on the road.

"Another ambush?" Adrianne asks, her arms crossed over her chest as she leans against the wood pillar supporting the roof attached to her shop.

"Yea," Khiyanna laughs, rubbing the back of her neck, "They never learn. Though one hit me with a shovel." She cracks her neck.

Adrianne shakes her head, "You always find trouble."

Khiyanna grins sheepishly then sells the weapons and armour she went there for then made her way up to Jorrvaskr to turn in the mission she completed.

Farkas greeted her at the entrance, "Complete that job I gave you?

She nods, "Yea, any more?"

Farkas hands her a bounty for a beatdown in Markarth, "Don't kill him, I don't want to deal with any bodies. Just teach him a lesson."

She nods, leaving Whiterun and jumping onto Shadowmere, making her way to Markarth. She hasn't been there since the time she proved the Forsworn Conspiracy. She used to have quite the bounty on her head but it cleared after she proved to the Jarl that the Forsworn were in the city. She still didn't like going there after how many guards to kill but she had a job to do and she was going to do it well.

With her Silver sword on her left side, her Daedric on her right and in full Ebony armour she walked into Markarth, taking off her helmet to hook it to her side. Her long black hair fell from the helmet and around her shoulders, her purple eyes shining in the light, certain angles making them appear red.

She turns to her left, making her way into Silver-Blood Inn, looking around for her target, scanning the faces, new and old. Her eyes finally spotted him, fixating on his appearance and stance.

//Khiyanna is 5 feet tall, long wavy black hair, and violet eyes but red at certain angles or when she's angry. I'll do a character sheet on her and my other RP characters soon.//
Chibi: $5
Lineart: Detail: $15-$20
            Basic: $10
Colored: Chalk: $15-$20
             Pen: $10
             Watercolor: $20

Depending on size and detail, prices will vary. Most you'll have to pay is MAYBE $50. Probably only $30 though.
I'll be submitting 30+ drawings soon. I'll be submitting them on my Tumblr as well. My Tumblr is true-druid Madame Delamare.