You're a True Freak with Style [Complete]
Character(s): Vicious and Isaac
Content: Vicious arrives back at the Muspelheim Gate after a long adventure of lostness and meets a very odd man named Isaac who is new to Paixao.
Setting: Muspelheim Gate
Time: Wednesday night
Warnings: crude language?
Often when Vicious thought it could never get worse that was when the world decided it was time to strike him down. Whether it be fire, flood, an epidemic of cops suddenly growing a spine to the syndicate rule...or a once friend banging the hell out of his girlfriend. Maybe it was taking things a little personally but life was damn good at ruining his fun.
He walked up to the Muspelheim gate feeling a little tired of seeing the familiar sight of it's flames. How many times had he passed through it's gates only to end up returning? This time he made a vow that he would not be leaving the city of Paixao unless there was a very good reason for it. It did no good to try. The city had a hold on it's inhabitants. Alien or otherwise.
Left with nothing again it was time again to start fresh. Even if he didn't know how just yet. Vicious lit a cigarette and brought it to his lips closing his eyes to think for just a moment.
Content: Vicious arrives back at the Muspelheim Gate after a long adventure of lostness and meets a very odd man named Isaac who is new to Paixao.
Setting: Muspelheim Gate
Time: Wednesday night
Warnings: crude language?
Often when Vicious thought it could never get worse that was when the world decided it was time to strike him down. Whether it be fire, flood, an epidemic of cops suddenly growing a spine to the syndicate rule...or a once friend banging the hell out of his girlfriend. Maybe it was taking things a little personally but life was damn good at ruining his fun.
He walked up to the Muspelheim gate feeling a little tired of seeing the familiar sight of it's flames. How many times had he passed through it's gates only to end up returning? This time he made a vow that he would not be leaving the city of Paixao unless there was a very good reason for it. It did no good to try. The city had a hold on it's inhabitants. Alien or otherwise.
Left with nothing again it was time again to start fresh. Even if he didn't know how just yet. Vicious lit a cigarette and brought it to his lips closing his eyes to think for just a moment.