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poly_chromatic2012-03-31 02:40 am
worldofourown) wrote in poly_chromatic2012-03-31 02:40 am
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009 - Reaper of My Evening Song - Video
Ah. I remember this.
[Karl is seated on the floor of his cell. Book in his lap, idly stirring through it with a fingertip. His face is replete with a Good-Times satisfaction.]
What a splendid evening that was. Full of blood and flame. Diva and I laughed ourselves sick over it afterward.
[A chilling laugh.]
You know, she told me a little secret. She said, for a boy who didn't want it, he was dreadfully eager for it...
[And, smile fixed, he returns to his book. Sick bastard.]
[OOC: Karl's cursed with Memory Theater. He's recalling he and his Queen, Diva, massacred everyone aboard a ship. After which Diva proceeded to rape and kill Saya's adoptive brother. Who, FYI, was 12 years old. Suffice it to say, it was quite the Moral Event Horizon :\]
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...Karl...
[She looks completely horrified, pale, and as if she might be sick at any moment. Death. Blood. They aren't just awful to witness as an empathetic person. They are also something of a painful reminder for her.]
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Good afternoon, Ms. Britannia.
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unf! That avi! x3
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[Which is kiiiinda true.]
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Didn't you see all those armed men? They would've hurt her, the filthy monsters.
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It was pure self-defense, really.
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[It doesn't really look that way, but looks can be deceiving.]
I'm sorry the City cursed you in this way.
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[Excuse the bastard as he inwardly LOLs >_<]
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