[Empty shot of a blank wall and part of a dresser until--face. Rachel's face. She grins.]

Hey, Karin?

[Turns face slowly, leer growing.]

It's like magic. No bruises, no scratches...

[Stands. Displays her arms, which are pale but unharmed.]

Again.

[Lift's pant legs slightly. Same result.]

Seeing a trend here?

[Her face again. She's smiling ( Read more... )

This place needs some fucking life. Like, GODDAM, I haven't hit someone in ages. I've squashed mosquitoes and flies, but that can only keep me amused so long. There comes to a point where killing them doesn't do anything for me. Zero satisfaction. No winning.

I need to fucking win at SOMETHING.

[thud. she hit something?]

AHF. Fuck. That hurt.

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We've got some kinky deities.

That, or they're trying to start the weirdest reality TV show in history. Finally, there'll be something interesting to watch.

( i'm so sick of goodbyes )