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Bellavista presenta il suo Album “Tarantella nel Castello Putitpù”
Bellavista presenta il suo Album “Tarantella nel Castello Putitpù”
Giovedì 7 luglio il cantautore e musicista napoletano BELLAVISTA si esibirà live al KAPERA di Napoli (Via Benedetto Brin, 59 – inizio concerto ore 20.00 – ingresso gratuito) e venerdì 15 luglio al CRATERE di Ercolano (Via San Vito, 140 – inizio concerto ore 22.30 – ingresso gratuito) per presentare il suo nuovo album “TARANTELLA NEL CASTELLO PUTIPÙ” (Bollettino Edizioni Musicali/Artist First),…
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Open RP// Limitless Night
Kapera's grin furthered itself around her jaw, unable to contain it's disturbed snickering as she walked down the poorly lit, infinitely desolate hall to the sounds of screaming and begging. The source of the sorrowful cries was the maw of the bound man she dragged behind her while making her way toward the end of the badly-lit concrete room. The two were, as far as Kapera knew, hidden from all ears, hidden from all eyes, completely and thoroughly alone. No interruptions... just fun.
There was a long story behind this, but all that mattered was that the man was a criminal. Not just a criminal but a cowardly one with no point to his existence aside from bringing about the suffering of others through an inconceivable amount of greed and laziness. Even in the midst of the pathetic creature's antics Molly had impressed herself with the self control she maintained, but when the man threaten her by putting his gun to the head of an eight year old, an eight year old, nicotine did nothing to hold her back. The man deserved every ounce of lunacy and cruelty Kapera had been begging to unleash, and now that was just what he was going to get.
All in all the evening was a success: the child was safe, the robbery had been stopped, and now the perpetrator was getting his just reward. Sweet sweet victory all around.
"Please!"
Kapera finally took a small break from her thoughts to actually pay attention to the man's semi-incohernent begging.
"For the love of god I wasn't going to hurt the child! Please! You've got to believe me... I didn't know what else to do! I was cornered! Please!"
"Please please please please please" Kapera mocked, "The magic word isn't worth shit to me, so I would appreciate you not wearing it out."
"I needed the money!" the bound robber blubbered, "Lord knows I needed the money! I-I didn't mean for things to go this far! I swear!"
Kapera took the collar of the man's shirt and looked him square in his terrified tear filled eyes. They widened even further when their gazes met, and Kapera's sharp toothed grin widened at the patheticness of it all.
"There are many things we don't mean to do," she explained in unnerving monotone, "The president didn't mean to misread his notes in last-week's speech... the truck driver didn't mean to block all of yesterday's south-bound traffic by crashing into the barrier... I didn't didn't mean to become what I am today... but you?"
The man's panic increased even further as he noticed the feeling of a claw slowly pushing it's way into his torso. He furthered his struggles, but found his efforts did little except further the pain being exerted upon his flesh.
"Your actions go beyond that of making a simple mistake you piece of trash," Molly hissed. Suddenly the man felt his flesh tear and he let out a blood-curdling scream. Kapera instantly dropped him and the criminal whimpered loudly as he cradled his bleeding stomach in his tied hands and tried to crawl away.
"Are you fucking serious?" Kapera groaned, glaring at the man with a look of absolute disgust upon her face "I only tore the skin.... you're reacting as if I actually sliced open your stomach wall. Do you really think I'd make such a finishing blow so soon?"
Oddly Amused by her own statement she began giggling lightly, and the light giggling grew more and more fierce until she cocked her head back and let loose a fantastic... utterly disturbing cackle
"No way!" She shrieked in laughter, extending her arms outward joyously "No way I'd kill you yet! The night has just begun... you have so much blood within you I can spill... such a variety of organs to puncture in so many different ways... so many things I want to try and so many hours in the night!"
All the while she rambunctiously rambled the man crawled away on bound limbs, huffing in pain, horror, and desperation.
"You're crazy!!!" he screamed accusedly, and that seemed to suddenly stop Kapeara's laughter... but not in a reassuring way. She just stood there, staring with a closed-lip smile.
"You think I don't know that?" she pleasantly huffed when she finally began nonchalantly walking over to the struggling escapee, "You have a strange habit of either spewing blatant untruths or pointing out the painfully obvious."
And with that she started happily humming the tune of "Richard Cory," swinging her arms to the beat as she rapidly caught up with the creator of the concrete's newly applied trail of blood.