#versengen

[gemueseimkopf]

Es ist unmöglich, die Fackel der Wahrheit durch ein Gedränge zu tragen, ohne jemandem den Bart zu versengen.

Georg Christoph Lichtenberg

[looli-lailay]

Hey! I was wondering if I could use your Vendetto art for roleplay icons..?

um, thank you very much for asking beforehand ;o; and yes, you can use it! 

[yonaxa-blog]

“Crap! Sorry about that! Wasn’t looking where I was going. Here, I’ll get you a new jacket…”

“I-It’s alright, i should’ve watched where i was going...”

[benignuspei]

He sort of just. Shows up at the angel's door without warning. "Hey, so.... you don't know me, but y'mean a lot to Emalf and I happened to be in the area I guess so Happy Birthday, Angel. Hope it's great."

“A-Ah...”         Well.  This is peculiar. She’s sure she may have seen his face before, probably just while she was visiting other worlds.  Perhaps.  Remembering faces wasn’t always her strong suit, sorry Ven.

   “Th-Thank you sir...”

[fukamiine]

"Oh, I'm sorry. Did you care about that witch?" He looked down at the body and then up at the octopus, shrugging. "Well, a job is a job. I'd say I'm sorry, but, well-" He laughed a little.

“.........”

Fukami was speechless, shaking with barely-restrained rage. He barely registered the words being spoken to him. All he could see was Wadanohara’s body, lifeless and covered in blood... and the man who killed her, just standing there, laughing about it. The one Fukami cherished more than anyone was gone... all so this bastard could make a quick buck?

All reason had left Fukami at this point. He stepped toward the man, tentacles lashing out, and wrapped one tightly around his throat.