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Published: 2011-02-17 00:18:15 +0000 UTC; Views: 439; Favourites: 17; Downloads: 31
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Yeeeej. Arlene and Serana
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Serana: *Hands the kid a monsterous gun. The thunder being massively lot bigger then a Desert* Aim at your head and pull the trigger..
Arnold: .... *puts the gun to his head and slowly starts pulling the trigger, as he's about to let go and just go fuck it, the cock splints and fires a round, indeed blowing his entire head off*
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Wathaniel: ... *calmly whipes a bit of blood off his cheek* I'd give it a eight out of ten stars.
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Arlene: *Dries some brain mush off her face*
Serana: I'd give it a 7..
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Wathaniel: We must consider that the kid was not very skilled...
*As they spoke, a tall woman stept further into a bright, though dead, forest. On the trees, several bodies where hanged by the neck, but she ignored them. Heading to one of the bodies that was no one but Arnold himself, who was no different from the others; pale like a corpse and unconcious.*
???: *She opened a grin, her full blood-red lips baring razor sharp teeth* You came to me. *she ran one of her perfectally manicured hands over his cheek, and slowly brought it back down. Raising the big, rusty scissor that she carried, and cutting the rope. Arnold's bare body hit the grass, slowly regaining conciousness*
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Serana: Agreed...
Arnold: *Moans and slowly sits up, rubbing the back of his neck* Didn't I just blew my head off..? *grumbles while feeling his face*
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Allemard: You did... *a pink haired woman with bright blue eyes, very pale porcelain skin, and a long, steam-punk alike coat. Her facial features made her resemble a doll, and she wore dark smokey makeup and cherry-red lipstick on her thick lips* But now, you're back. Only better... *stabs the pair of scissors into the earth*
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Arnold. Uhr.. Ooooookaaay... so What now...? *sumbles up on his feet*
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Allemard: *smiles* Well, first off... *shoves her nails into his left eye and pulls it out in a single, fast motion*
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Arnold: GAAAH!!! *shrieks and covers his empty eyesocket*
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Allemard: *hummes a tune as she slipped the eyeball into her mouth and swallowed it* I'm sorry dear... *smirks* I must make sure I have you under my control... *closes her fist and opens it once again, though unlike seconds earlier, now an glass eye that imitated perfectly Arnold's real one rested in her palm* Stay quiet. *grabs his neck and pulls him near her,shoving the fake eyeball into the empty socket*
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Arnold: *Twitches and groans* F-FUUCK!
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Allemard: *chuckles and crosses her arms* the pain will go away eventually...
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Arnold: S-shit... *hisses and still twitching*
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Allemard: Tch... *takes a small glass bottle from her belt and bites a finger off from her own hand, clenching her first hard around it and letting the liquids slip through her fingers and into the jar, and then, opening her hand slightly so the dust of the bones would do the same* Give this to your mother, and tell her to inject it under her skin. *closes the bottle and hands it to him* If you have any questions... Dont look for me, I have better things to do. Find another one of the list instead... *opens a grin* I am aware that you know the hustler. *snaps her fingers and suddenly the ground under his feet seems to be moving, and dead, rotting hands break through into the surface and grab his ankles, pulling him down with them*
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Arnold: *Clings to the glass bottle, closing his eyes shut and shrieks when he gets pulled down*
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Allemard: *slowly turns her back as the dead continued to pull him down, continuing to hume the tune until he was gone* "...royal throne made out of parts of broken bones, of all the devils I have known that suck the angels dry... When I am queen I'll have my way, I'll make it drowning Dollie day... And all the tears that we have cried will suck back in our eyes..."
*next thing Arnolds knows is that he is lying on his bed, still holding the glass bottle*
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Arnold: *Springs up from the bed, panting and sweating, staring at the bottle*
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Wathaniel: *opens the door slowly and peaks his head in* ... Finally...
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