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Post by LYRA MALKAVIA on Aug 2, 2013 19:27:38 GMT -5
Her sadness was mainly comprised of childishly short dreams and fantasies. She wanted a new dog to replace the old one she had lost, and the brain eating, flesh ripping zombie seemed like such a good choice for a new puppy, but alas he only ended up loving and leaving ehr. More along the lines of he would have loved to eat her and left her lying on the floor. But now she had been moved, once more, to another room with this strange man. He would ask her questions and in time her face would change from that of sadness, to that of bewilderment. He was asking her how she knew what type of blood that was? That was like asking if the sun was hot and bright, or if larva tasted like chicken! It was obvious! Duh! "It was daddies favourite, duh! How would I not know? It's like asking if the sky is upside down and green is actually an infected version of red. It's obvious!"Her piece now said, although the torture didn't sound like a bad idea, it was time to go teach the bad puppy some manners. She would bite her thumb and squeeze some of the blood onto the floor beneath her. Magic time! "Oh blade of darkness, thy master calls thy name..."Bad puppies were gonna get punished! "Sing the song of the dead..."Magic started to swirl around the girl, as she stared directly towards the man infront of her, with her head tilted slightly to the side. "Sing for me, Tyrfing!"A burst of dark magic, a large magical circle and the bubbling anger of malevolence had started to pour through to this world. Something was coming forth, through the circle, to do her bidding. Her trusted familiar, servant and bodyguard, the demon blade, Tyrfing. It would rise from the circle, through the small puddle of blood beneath it, and as it passed through the blood it would soak it up into itself. With the blood drunk, the payment had been completed and Tyrfing was now ready for action. <Time to play m'lady?> Indeed it was, indeed it was. Her hand would quickly and swiftly take hold of the handle and she would swing the heafty looking blade over her shoulder and left it there to rest. "Playtime!"And with a click of her fingers, she was gone. Well, not gone far, she only went as far as behind the door, back into the area with all the zombies. If he didn't know then she would just tap on the door behind him. "Wanna play?"It would be rude to play on her own when she had a playmate right there.
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