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BLOODFEST

Feb 05, 2011 01:27

Who: Robert Cross, Bayonetta and Alex Mercer eventually???
When: NIGHTTIME monstertime.
Where: outside, wherever there are monsters creepan.
Summary: Cross' curiosity piqued, he goes out to investigate some of these "monsters."
Warnings: VIOLENCE BLOOD GORE Cross killing shit etc.

( COME AT ME BRO )

bayonetta, †: alex mercer, robert cross

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hittheclimax February 5 2011, 10:41:37 UTC

The witch had always believed that there was tranquility at night-time; the cooling breeze, and streets illuminated by the faint glow of the moon as the sun settled over the horizon. It was all so terribly romantic, wasn’t it? A shame she had to spend the night alone. But no matter, she had her own business upon acquiring a slip of paper that told her to get out of the apartment. And with little interest in mind in getting friendly with a real-estate, she had plans to simply claim a building of her own.

Lips coiled around a lollipop as her strong steps and swayed hips weaved their way through the streets.

She wasn’t all that fazed by the monsters -- on the contrary, it was rather delightful to be in their company. Still, what did catch her eye was a man decked out in army gear with a mask covering his face. Now, it would have been a lie if Bayonetta didn’t admit to taking a liking to those that tried to prove themselves in the darkness.

Without becoming too conspicuous of her actions, Bayonetta followed him ( ... )

virogenic February 5 2011, 15:27:37 UTC

Cross was perceptive on most days. He probably would have taken notice to someone following him; it was beaten into his head to be suspicious and overcautious. But tonight, he was too distracted, still recovering from the bizarreness of the situation ( ... )

hittheclimax February 5 2011, 23:09:20 UTC

Well, one certainly could not deny that he did put on quite a show. The witch only watched as limbs were torn off and the appendages went flying into an ugly pile of smothering gore. Innards and whatnot painting the ground with a rising reeking stench of rotten flesh.

Though, his demeanor was getting more and more curious to her, and she only let out a small hum as burnt flesh started to peel from the other, and she only let out a soft sigh. It was nice to watch, and no doubt Cross was a man that could take care of himself, so when Bayonetta moved forward with the heels of her shoes emitting soft audible sounds, she only smirked.

"I do find myself rather fond of a man in uniform." A tilt of her head, lips coiled around the red lollipop as a stray tentacle of some being limply flopped around pathetically -- like a detached tail from one of those annoyingly adorable and unattractive lizards. Then, she glanced at the man himself. A tilt of her glasses with eyes that squinted in the slightest.

Perhaps she was simply delusional, but ( ... )

virogenic February 6 2011, 01:03:07 UTC

Cross took a moment to take a deep breath, letting his body's natural healing process close up the wounds. Shallower ones were smoothed over instantaneously, but the larger gashes took a few moments before the bleeding stopped. But, all the while, he didn't appear out of breath or ready to go running back home. No, he was a man who had seen his share ( ... )

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