I want to talk to the police.

I just noticed-

Where's the :) gone?

Kyaaaaahahaha, this place is worse than the Organizations' lands.

I know, I know.

There in't no Awakened Beings to kill, not any yoma or anything, nnnn!

Isn't that sad?

Yaaaa... you could always kill somethin' else and feed me again?

I just fed you hours ago! I only have to eat every few days, why are you so hungry?

... Ooooi, I don't know.
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At first I wanted everyone to come back, because it was awful empty with everyone gone, but now I think maybe we should do some population control.

I started with Clare's pet. Maybe she should thank me for taking such good care of him... ?

[ooc; Animazement rocks Polyite socks ♥]

You know, it's funny, how funny people get about family.

( Continues in a graphic nature )

[humming, the shuffling sound of something being dragged]

Walter won't play today, so you'll have to do.

[as if waiting for a response, humming all the while]

Well, let's just open you up and see how you taste.

[metal in flesh, the ripple of tissue ripping]

Ah, there we g-

[wet noises]

... Eh?

... Dusty. That's weird.

God? Angels? Demons?

That religion is for the humans.

For the weak.

You want those things? Well, I'll be your Devil.

Look elsewhere for God.

[ooc; blanket disclaimer, not meant to offend those of faith. ♥]

Oh, spies, is it?

I could smell you.

I could hear you breathe.

[ooc; Claymore out to burst your bubbles]

Times like these, I almost... pity you people.

Almost.

[ooc; Cursed Claymore, /o/ And Panera kicked me out, but TWC fixed my interneeeeet. ... Now I just... stare at these papers.]

Isn't it nice and pretty?

[a muffled noise, like a gagged voice]

All silver, not like any human eye.

[the woman's voice is soft, like she's coddling a child, accompanied by the sound of breaking bones and agonized cries, still muffled]

... Hmm. You're no use if you don't think it's pretty.

[metal on metal, and a wet gurgle]... No use at all ( Read more... )