theatrical_muse: #331, talk about something I used to love
Oh, now you got me being all nostalgic. Great. Time was when my favorite thing to do was to go around for a night on the town, enjoy a few drinks, and kill a few children, or kittens, or, you know, anything. I used to love turning people on each other. Spread a little mischeif, some hatred. All those things that people say demons always do, like it's a part of our blood or something. I've said this before, and I'll say it again. All we do is give a little push. Most people will do the sickest shit for even the smallest of pushes. I don't usually have to do anything.
But that doesn't mean I shouldn't. Or didn't. Maybe I should try that again sometime. Good, wholesome, clean fun. Killing people, destroying things. The family business. Ha. Ha. Ha. Good one, isn't it? Sometimes I crack myself up. All this talk has got me being nostalgic. I might go out tonight. Anyone want to join me?
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But that doesn't mean I shouldn't. Or didn't. Maybe I should try that again sometime. Good, wholesome, clean fun. Killing people, destroying things. The family business. Ha. Ha. Ha. Good one, isn't it? Sometimes I crack myself up. All this talk has got me being nostalgic. I might go out tonight. Anyone want to join me?
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