(These stories, there are going to be four, are based off of the song Alice Human Sacrifice. It's a Vocaloid song and the plot is based similarly to the series made by NipahDubs and others. Also warning: Involves a bit of dark stuff and a small bit of gore c:)
The second alice was a fragile man of the diamond,
A male singer, content in the opera house or even the street where he would sing. The soft, yet slightly high for a male's voice was like that of a siren that brought the innocent crashing to the rocks of insanity. The words he sang were dark and twisted to the point where he was kicked out of the opera and back to the streets where his songs now sounded like some twisted preaching. Nobody listened to him anymore as he was regarded as nothing more than an insane man living on the streets using the music to twist minds. His voice was beautiful yet going near it would cause paranoia and madness until death.
Creating the image of the sick and the disturbed.
Deadly, yet so beautiful a voice just like a rose.
Deadly, yet so beautiful a voice just like a rose.
One day he had driven a man to far down the path. He had listened for too long and the madness got to him with just a scrap of sanity left within the chasms of his mind. Lifting a gun his hand hesitated as it lifted and dropped onto the trigger lightly. The Alice of diamond shifted his gaze in time to see the bullet spiral directly into his jugular. As the small silver capsule made contact it created a burst of red that gave a tremor through his body as he fell to the floor. The other who had shot ran and hid the measly pistol under his jacket. In his hand the diamond dropped the gentle, red rose with a dark, mad smile embedded on his face.
Was shot by a madman who silenced him to death.
A single rose bloomed in his place with no music composed.
With twisted grin this dying man lay breathing his last breath.
A single rose bloomed in his place with no music composed.
With twisted grin this dying man lay breathing his last breath.
A pout touched the lips of the dream and a sigh rang out from the empty room. "That toy was nice and he sang songs about me as I asked buuuuut…" The childish voice giggled and grabbed the blue male doll in his arms. "He didn't last long, did he?" A dark laugh arose from him as he tore the doll apart.


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