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worldofourown ([personal profile] worldofourown) wrote in [community profile] poly_chromatic2012-03-31 02:40 am

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 :\]
whithersoevergo: (almost a smile)

[personal profile] whithersoevergo 2012-04-01 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
To which grand scheme do you refer?
whithersoevergo: (rose by any other name)

[personal profile] whithersoevergo 2012-04-01 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
Ah. That one. [The one that failed.]
whithersoevergo: (waiting and worrying)

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[personal profile] whithersoevergo 2012-04-01 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
I thought it might be your continued failed attempts to make Saya in Diva's image.
whithersoevergo: (waiting and worrying)

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[personal profile] whithersoevergo 2012-04-01 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
That is not Saya. That was the result of external interference.
whithersoevergo: (what the hell)

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[personal profile] whithersoevergo 2012-04-01 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
External forces that took away her will. We are all more than creatures of pure instinct. We are not animals.
whithersoevergo: (the kiss of memory)

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[personal profile] whithersoevergo 2012-04-01 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
We have much in common with them, but no, we are not human. I never said we were.