[ Donna approaches carefully. She values being alive and would rather not be killed in a bloody and painful manner, but she can't just ignore the poor thing. ]
*He manages to smile at her, but it's rather forced.* I think I'm going to start killing people soon, Donna. It's been close to two weeks now since I killed anyone, it really hurts.
I did well, though, right? Are you proud of me, should've-been-mother?
*He whimpers.* You know I can't be good forever. We've been friends long enough for you to have seen how much I hurt when the drums aren't soothed.
I suppose I'm still not allowed to kill your mother or Shaun or anyone else you know, right? *He chuckles weakly, then shudders.* It's too quiet. No one nearby is deserving, there's no monsters to slay and I can't go far--it's taking so much out of me to fight them, if I tried to go anywhere I think I'd snap. Can you bring me somewhere I can freak out safely, or will I have to kill one of your neighbors?
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I did well, though, right? Are you proud of me, should've-been-mother?
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I suppose I'm still not allowed to kill your mother or Shaun or anyone else you know, right? *He chuckles weakly, then shudders.* It's too quiet. No one nearby is deserving, there's no monsters to slay and I can't go far--it's taking so much out of me to fight them, if I tried to go anywhere I think I'd snap. Can you bring me somewhere I can freak out safely, or will I have to kill one of your neighbors?
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