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✗XL✗A Bountiful Wine-press
{✠}Along the receiver ripples a succubine purr of chipped solicitations. A young girl's voice, holding back anguish as she mutters words she cannot begin to understand why she knows to be true, or how they shall bring her reprieve.{✠}
There was a fragment of truth in that story He wrote... 'Yes, I too can love--you yourselves can ( Read more... ) -
✗XXXVII✗ Child's Play
{✠}RAT-TA-TAT-TA-TAT-TA-TAT-TA-TAT-TA-TAT-TA-TAT-TA!! The automatic rabid-fire of a 1920's Tommy Gun clatters across the empty halls of Marshall's 3rd Floor, followed by the screech of multiple winged rats who were posing the gun...men(?) a bit of a nuisance than the help they usually were. From the sound of their barrating, it was like a child ( Read more... ) -
✗XXXVI✗
{┼}Since the humans of his own world had lost what little of their minds they still had in the week prior, the not-so-sane-himself vampire took it upon himself to... deal with them. In a not so orthodox way--as noted by the sight of him in the video lens, seated at the base of a stairwell, where across from him was an iron door, bolted shutKnowing ( Read more... ) -
✗XXXV✗
{┼}After a year of his human and non-human compatriots dangled and taken from him like fleshy scraps, expected to beg for their return. . . somehow the violent enmity he had displayed in the previous disappearances, just could not muster itself. They would not be given the satisfaction ( Read more... ) -
✗XXXIV✗Dog Days
{†}The size of a pony, yet hardly as desirable to little girls... unless their name is Integra Hellsing, a pitch black saluki trots into Hellsing's modest HQ, dragging in the bloodied tongue of a chocobo eaterFor an expressionless hellhound, the beast certainly looks smug about his kill, hoping to impress his master and indirectly feed the humans ( Read more... ) -
✗XXXIII✗
{┼}There is but a infernal little purr creeping it's way across the receiver.{┼}
Backtracking are we now? So soon?
No matter, with Her here or there, it will not save your project.
