@themanglc.
>> the twisted and decayed automaton peered at the other, silver orbs withholding an inquisitive gaze; convulsing as he did so, his hand propped on his hip, ears standing, his eyelids sliding back. no threatening posture, no warning growl, no stomped foot. << >> the murderer just stared, a deranged look in his shining pupil. <<
“we-w-w-well, well, well!! if it is-isn’t the r-r-rr-eplacement.” >> words of scorn, accompanied by a tilt of his head, leaning down, hands moving to knees- mocking her. << “a-a-and what can I h-h-help you with??? AHAHAHAHAHA!!”










