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[one_of_heaven]

Children, come here. Today, let's play a game.

In this game...

- we lay athunder - and riddle bone dice - and tell sad tales -

...we are blind. Deaf. Mute. Screaming.

No one sees. No one tells. Hush, hush, darlings. We don't see it.

And no one has to scream.

And the winner...
gouge your eyes
...succeeds to see none of the colours -
break

Comments

[blue_rush]

What the hell are you babbling about?

[one_of_heaven]

Children. Fairy tales. Precious things gone awry.

[blue_rush]

Right. Sounds like you were talking as some deranged serial killer.

[one_of_heaven]

...angel. We're all angels here.

[rubyred_sight]

Ooh.

[one_of_heaven]

P l a y.

[by_side]

I don't like it, either.

[one_of_heaven]

So you understand... we must play something nicer, ne?

Something nicer for our clothing.

Something nicer for our paths.

...something.

[by_side]

I understand, but... I'm not sure playing could make something like this any better.

[one_of_heaven]

Pretty lamb, pretty lamb - not lived long enough.

It's all about bleeding fun torture and death games.

[glock30]

If we can't see it then how do we play?

[one_of_heaven]

I should think that once unseen, all visible things... are not there.

And so... you've won ~

[glock30]

I like this game. What's my prize?

[one_of_heaven]

Isn't winning sufficient?

We are what we are what we were what we spilled.

[Voice Reply]

[smiledlikeknife]

I could propose better games.

[one_of_heaven]

...elaborate.

[Voice Reply]

[smiledlikeknife]

Should I when you already know the rules?

[one_of_heaven]

Says War, standing by the Lord Protector.