#v:killer

[the-players-arcade]

Update! Verses added!

I've been enjoying the Killer Event I made, and I decided to make it a permanent thing by making a Verse out of it! So for those of you who like seeing Death as a Monster, don't worry, it's sticking around. -The Player

[xpsikhoz]

There’s a place in the dark

                                                     [Where the a n i m a l s go?]

                                       You can take off your skin

                                                                                 in the cannibal glow?

Juliet loves the beat and

                                              the lust

                                                                 it

                                                                        [c o m m a n d s]

Drop

             the dagger

                                  and

                                                   l a t h e r the blood

                                                                          on your hands,

                                                                                                           R o m e o

[xpsikhoz]

"You expect me to believe that this was a mistake?

                                               That you didn't mean to kill him?"

"Princess you honestly think,

    I'm going to let a man live that tried to murder my brother,

                                                                and ended up killing his finance?"

There's a dead counterweight that is the silence between the two serial killers, one whom has a nasty cut on his forehead, and is trembling ever so slightly, from the raise of his tone and the cracking of his voice. Dean doesn't know even why he let her in, let her get this close to him, when she's killed as many people as he has, that she could kill him.

There's been a fumbled mess of,

                                               s e x

                                                          l i e s

                                                                          and blood. 

"If you're so angry at me, than shoot me,

                                                             kill me for what I did."

There's a mocking tone in his voice, evident that he has slight hysterics coming from it. Almost the weight of madness echoing in it, but at the same time, he's not, here's there and sane. And yet there's a weight neither of them will speak about, perhaps attachment.

"Or are you just acting like you're mad

                                          because you never really loved him, and lost him?"

[xpsikhoz]

I want the K. [cause why the hell not?]

18: Underwater Kiss-- [more like just kissing in a lake]

He was soaked. Beyond soaked, it had been another murder, well series of murders. But somewhere among the murdering, Dean's past had come up to haunt him, somewhere beyond the lines had blurred, and left his family in the middle of the killings. Somewhere that had happened, and left Dean grasping at the seams, somehow had tried to kill his little brother.

Dean had no idea how it had even almost happened, but it explains now why he's soaked, and half way in a lake, and he had almost been choked out underwater, upon killing another person. He's heaving though his corrupted lungs, blood staining the top of his head from a cut from a knife being thrown at him, and only managing to nick him.

He's possibly only alive because- Lex had shown up and saved his ass. Which could explain now, why he's grabbing a hold of her, and pulling her under the water with him, and there's almost a desperate clinging of clothing. The same bastard that had killed his mother- is dead in the lake with them where they're standing, and Dean he knows, he knows it's wrong but he is kissing her.

He's kissing her, and perhaps it's the rush from the kill. Perhaps it's the level of trust he's seems to have on her, perhaps it is a mix of those. But that's one thing you aren't supposed to do with serial killers, even if they are good ones. You aren't supposed to do that, period. And that is perhaps when Dean's hands slide out of her hair, from kissing her lips that feel so warm, that he feels the cold of knives, ones that she uses. Her lips curving into her own twisted grin.

                             "You want to explain the murder of my finance to me?"

[xpsikhoz]

[Blood On My Hands: The Used, Fitting don't you think?]