Apr 5, 2022
When mister @maxym-the-devil gives me very reasonable reasons to follow him into the darkness but I have to refuse to save my (horny) ass from his scam.
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When mister @maxym-the-devil gives me very reasonable reasons to follow him into the darkness but I have to refuse to save my (horny) ass from his scam.
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How many nights had it been? Everard could not tell, often losing track of counting after a week or two, when the hunger started getting torturous, shrinking his skin and making the rags on his back hurt when they scraped against his skin. The silence too was getting to him, the only sound this deep in the catacombs the scurrying of rats.
"How much longer..." he whispered into the nothingness, as he sat on the ground, back against the wall and letting his head tip back a couple of times against the stone.
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A flash of red and grey. Not again. Another night, another venture through these twisted paths of life and death. What had happened this time? Had he fallen off the roof again? Had he found himself struck in the back of the head? It didn’t matter. He’d wake up soon enough and he’d figure it out… however.
In this monochrome paralyses, Vincent couldn’t help but sense something else that didn’t belong.
086. How would your character describe themself in one word?
“Tainted.”
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“What sort of purpose might that be?” Look of inquisition was on Vittorio’s young appearing face. He had meant to call out this spirit of sorts before, now was the time. The wings shaking so magnificently was what truly captured his attention. Setheus and Ramiel had the same movements often, but it was different seeing wings of a different kind be as alluring. Ramiel was at his ear now, whispering to Vittorio with a tight grip on his shoulder concealing his presence from the man.
Please, cease conversation with him. Let us go home. We can put an old song on the radio and dance. Ask not his purpose.
Ignoring him of course, the brown haired male continued to eye the being suspiciously. Was this really the creature than brought Lestat to ruins, and Armand to attempt at his life?
What is your anger type?
Fire
Your anger burns like a fire, destroying everything in its path. Your anger is ferocious but has no direction. Once you are angry, anything and everything is your target. Like when a bull sees red. Your hot-headed thinking makes all logic and rational disappear. You flip out and what's done, is done. There will be no turning back.
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"Say the words..." The voice rumbled in the surroundings, heavy as stormy air but yet enticing, caressing even. "You won't be deceived..."
“Who am I in this play? Moses? You may at least set something on fire to make it more exciting.”
Daddy @maxym-the-devil finished to take a bath. 💋💕
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