Feb 27, 2012 14:36
[Dualscar wakes up with a start, his last memories in his own world involve a lot of his own blood, a spiked club coming at his face and a sinister grin shortly followed by the most horrifiying noise the high blooded troll had ever heard. Jovial laughter. His own weapon remained inches away from his grip and his fingers twitched for it, as if he could summon it into his grasp.
Needless to say, he was both irritable and confused to be alive and in a strange place. Before the doctors can greet him, he's barricaded the door. He pushed whatever was pushable against it and now he's sitting in front of his pile of furniture with his head in his hands.]
Wwhat kinda sick joke is this? I kneww the highblood wwas fucked up....but this...ain't like him. If this is fuckin' limbo...WWHY CAN'T I JUST FUCKIN' DIE?!
[With that he kicks a chair across the room, totally livid.]
Wwhy do all the bad things happen to me!?
[He stalks after the chair, picks it up and throws it at the wall.]
I just wwant to be fuckin' HAPPY.
[He slumps back down against his pile and puts his head back in his hands.]
I'm nevver goin to be fuckin happy.
*intro *3step