(TRIGGER WARNING. This meme deals heavy with death and also possibly with strong violence or with suicide/depression. If you are not comfortable reading about that, please PLEASE do not proceed further.)
[Impossible. The girl was an amateur. A nothing. She was supposed to be nothing without her precious friends to support her. Yet she's managed to defeat him at his own game.
A Shadow Game.
And now... as the darkness that surrounds Yami Bakura swells, as the shadows prepare to enact their penalty, the ancient tombrobber leers up at Téa. And laughs.]
2-1 WOULDN'T YOU KNOW ITpuzzlerprinceNovember 16 2011, 07:03:38 UTC
[He never had a chance to finish his riddle.
That in itself hurts just as much as the searing pain in the Riddler's chest. Blood seeps through his white shirt, bleeding through the green lapels of his jacket as he drops his trick cane to the ground with a loud clang. Clutching the wound desperately, trying to keep the blood from spilling out---to keep his heart from spilling out---Edward sinks onto his knees. He lets loose a pathetic, sputtering cough and he absolutely hates the sound that's just escaped him.]
Re: 2-1 WOULDN'T YOU KNOW ITsturmbahnfurherNovember 16 2011, 07:09:39 UTC
[The Major loves it. He loves it, and he cackles at that sound. Make it again Eddie! Make. It. Again.
The Major's hand clasps the back of Eddie's collar, other hand still holding the gun as he drags Edward back towards him. The Major licks his lips, licking up the small stream of blood that had formed there from earlier in the battle, before speaking.]
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A Shadow Game.
And now... as the darkness that surrounds Yami Bakura swells, as the shadows prepare to enact their penalty, the ancient tombrobber leers up at Téa. And laughs.]
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That in itself hurts just as much as the searing pain in the Riddler's chest. Blood seeps through his white shirt, bleeding through the green lapels of his jacket as he drops his trick cane to the ground with a loud clang. Clutching the wound desperately, trying to keep the blood from spilling out---to keep his heart from spilling out---Edward sinks onto his knees. He lets loose a pathetic, sputtering cough and he absolutely hates the sound that's just escaped him.]
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The Major's hand clasps the back of Eddie's collar, other hand still holding the gun as he drags Edward back towards him. The Major licks his lips, licking up the small stream of blood that had formed there from earlier in the battle, before speaking.]
I believe, Edward, you were saying something.
Care to continue?
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