jafdskf angry post to save my veins from popping
( This post is done on the whim that I need something to prevent a vein in my head from busting. DUMB JERKS WHO STEAL EVEN THOUGH IT'S PLAIN AS DAY YOU CAN STEAL CONSIDERING YOU'RE AN ASSASSIN. Plus the fact that I am also overwhelmed with glee for being 1/3 of the way done with that bastard Fox Mask quest. Just 582 more to go~ *O*)/ Gogo Mask before Christmas or BUST (literally with ANGER and then a vein will bust and a giant 'FATALITY' will show up over my head). )
"What I have done was saved you from the retribution your kin will be dealing with. Poor little girl," Thaisa had taken one look at her other victim, the elderly who was laying on the ground in an almost pre-death rigormortis. Then the devilwoman had crossed towards the younger of the two, oh what crimes she had committed. Surely, if the King could grab her she'd be punished. But could he? Never! She was smarter than anyone who dared to match wits with her intelligence. "All you wanted was to save Granmama Dearest, wasn't it?" The high heel lifted, kicking the lifeless body over as if it were diseased with a contagious plague. Staring down at the poor girl, she was oblivious to the spark of light that crossed over her body and entrapped her into a barrier.
"Thaisa!" cried the old woman, evidently suffering. The witch's eyes angrily traveled onto the elder form, desperately attempting to raise herself with aid from the Arc Wand which all in its glory, pulsated with life. "You've committed a sin! I may be not a Priest, but I certainly am not a blasphemer like yourself! For these crimes against God and humanity today, I will be the one to teach you a lesson today. Pay attention and do so well!" Fully raising herself, tiredly and beaten, with a trace of the red liquid trailing down the arms like a creek after a heavy rainfall.
Hecate's arms raised, as she slowly made her pained movement next to her deceased Granddaughter, pulling out three items she felt would don a suitable punishment to the Wench. "Since you value your looks, as it seems, those will be the first to go." Using her hands, she threw the Evil Wings from a Deviruchi onto the ground followed by Elven Ears from a Giearth.
Pounding onto the glass, Thaisa watched helplessly as the Elder conjoined the two items into one set of ears. They resembled the wings of a Bat, or perhaps a devilish figure. But she had never paid much attention to such things. Next were the horns from an Incubus, laid on top of the Evil Ears. And with a flick of the wrist and the wand, instantly a circle formed along the ground of the girl.
The Grandmother herself had dabbled in some art of that which was known as Alchemy. Since there had to be an equal trade of sorts, she figured Thaisa's normal human ears and the price of beauty (along with losing some normal human attributes) would've been suitable enough. In a flash of light and a scream to pierce and awaken the dead, the deed had been done, and the old body fell to the ground while the spirit lifted into the sky above.
"What I have done was saved you from the retribution your kin will be dealing with. Poor little girl," Thaisa had taken one look at her other victim, the elderly who was laying on the ground in an almost pre-death rigormortis. Then the devilwoman had crossed towards the younger of the two, oh what crimes she had committed. Surely, if the King could grab her she'd be punished. But could he? Never! She was smarter than anyone who dared to match wits with her intelligence. "All you wanted was to save Granmama Dearest, wasn't it?" The high heel lifted, kicking the lifeless body over as if it were diseased with a contagious plague. Staring down at the poor girl, she was oblivious to the spark of light that crossed over her body and entrapped her into a barrier.
"Thaisa!" cried the old woman, evidently suffering. The witch's eyes angrily traveled onto the elder form, desperately attempting to raise herself with aid from the Arc Wand which all in its glory, pulsated with life. "You've committed a sin! I may be not a Priest, but I certainly am not a blasphemer like yourself! For these crimes against God and humanity today, I will be the one to teach you a lesson today. Pay attention and do so well!" Fully raising herself, tiredly and beaten, with a trace of the red liquid trailing down the arms like a creek after a heavy rainfall.
Hecate's arms raised, as she slowly made her pained movement next to her deceased Granddaughter, pulling out three items she felt would don a suitable punishment to the Wench. "Since you value your looks, as it seems, those will be the first to go." Using her hands, she threw the Evil Wings from a Deviruchi onto the ground followed by Elven Ears from a Giearth.
Pounding onto the glass, Thaisa watched helplessly as the Elder conjoined the two items into one set of ears. They resembled the wings of a Bat, or perhaps a devilish figure. But she had never paid much attention to such things. Next were the horns from an Incubus, laid on top of the Evil Ears. And with a flick of the wrist and the wand, instantly a circle formed along the ground of the girl.
The Grandmother herself had dabbled in some art of that which was known as Alchemy. Since there had to be an equal trade of sorts, she figured Thaisa's normal human ears and the price of beauty (along with losing some normal human attributes) would've been suitable enough. In a flash of light and a scream to pierce and awaken the dead, the deed had been done, and the old body fell to the ground while the spirit lifted into the sky above.