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Could have fooled me Vanity. You are practially oozing pitch hate for Anon. Both of you need to get a room.
Vanity: I'm literally a Pitch Dark. Plus, I'm always bitchy with a bit of creepy flirting in there, so I might seem like I'm blackflirting with everyone, in all honesty.
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Me: Uhhhhhh...You ok there MR.L? * puts sketching down*
"Seems to be the question of the night. I’ve already stated, I’m perfect. If not rather annoyed. Any further questions?" Mr. L answers, raising a brow.
"...If that was supposed to be a threat, then that didn't do anything."
Mr. L tilts his head slightly, looking to him. “…If you’re not careful, you’ll have wish it had. If I could care fucking less about attacking my apparent “sister”, I’ll have no problem killing you. You only seem to serve as an annoyance.”
Something was definitely not right. Elizabeth slapped him so hard that she left a small red mark on his face. "Why would you EVER..." she raged, then starting to clench her fists. "I may not have HAD THE CHANCE TO GO SOMEWHERE, but YOU should be telling YOURSELF that you never got anywhere EITHER!" she yelled at him, presuming to punch his gut.
Mr. L doesn’t even flinch at the slap, just pressing a hand lightly to the mark. Then, he gives a snicker before smirking at the girl. When she went to punch him, he catches her hand, his eyes turning red.
"…You shouldn’t have done that, dear," he coos in a sing-song voice. He then moves quickly, pulling her in, before shoving her towards the wall, causing her to slam into it. He then casually walks back over to her, putting a hand to her throat, before lifting her up a bit, pressing her into the wall.
"You don’t want to mess with me, girly. Unlike the L you knew, I will kill you without a moment of hesitation. Because you don’t mean a damn thing, in my world. Make one more move… And I’ll gladly completely be rid of you, plunge you into eternal darkness, where you will suffer, be tormented, clawed at, face your darkest fears, and have no one to rescue you. Understood?"
"Bro...? Are-a you alright?" Elizabeth asked, sounding worried about him.
Mr. L changed his positions, darkness closing in around him a moment, before he appeared once more behind her. He leans in close to her ear, whispering, before snickering, “Sorry, but your Bro is no longer available, Miss BlueCappedMarioThatNeverGoesOnAdventures. You’re worse than Mister AlwaysOvershadowedHomeRiddenGreenGuy. Pretty pathetic, if ya ask me.”
