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[desrever_god]

... I don't understand any of this.

What am I supposed to do now? Everything smells strange.

Calisthenics have been really easy so far.

((Yeah what fountain of youth - here's what he looks like. Currently bloody and standing near some blood-and-fur smears on the ground that, er, used to be dingos.))

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[chainsawing]

Pretty poppet all covered in red~

Might you be lost?

[desrever_god]

... Lost?

[chainsawing]

Your lovely face is full of questions, my dear.

Would you like them answered?

[desrever_god]

.... ....

*okay well... have small nod*

[chainsawing]

[ this is where he approaches following an inward spiral ]

Your first question~? ♥

[desrever_god]

Who are you?

[chainsawing]

[ closer ]

Grell Sutcliff.

Next~?

[desrever_god]

*watching you :|*

.....

How come everything looks different?

[chainsawing]

[ comes to a stop right infront of you, leans down & smiles oh-so-pleasantly ]

You're on an island. Quite kidnapped, darling.

Next~?

[desrever_god]

.... *would take a step back because he's getting scary vibes from you, but he's kind of retarded like that*

... What's an island? And where did everyone else go?

[chainsawing]

Would you like to take a look around, poppet~?

[ reaches out, runs fingers through Haine's silvery hair & brushes it to the side. ever so gentle. ]

Ah. What beautiful eyes you have. ♥

[desrever_god]

*... make that Einstellsehn vibes. He's blinking confusedly and looking around*

......

I don't understand.

[chainsawing]

You poor, poor, thing!

That little head of your's is all muddled up, isn't it?

[ both hands move to frame Haine's face ]

How did you kill the dingos, my love?

[desrever_god]

*staring at you, since he can't do much else now*

I tore them up. I, um... broke their bones and smashed them up.

[chainsawing]

[ moves his fingers down the child's neck then arms then wrist. to gather those little hands up in eager intent ]

With these~?

[desrever_god]

... Uh huh. What else would I use? *slightly confused tone, and his hands are covered in blood, with bits of dingo fur stuck under his nails*