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Subject: [ x ] n o w . I . l a y . m e . d o w n . t o . s l e e p | [ dark mark ]

Author: [ x ] reveille | [ morsemordre ]

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 21:34:01 06/28/05 Tue In reply to: flames o' hell | NOSFERATU 's message, "burn within the flames of hell | LET ME RIP OUT YOUR HEART AND EAT IT" on 11:14:53 06/28/05 Tue ...now I lay me down to sleep ...I pray the Lord my soul to keep ...let Angels guide me through the night ...and wake me with the morning light It is finally time to put my plan into progress. For years I have been trying to figure out the way to escape the dark past of my damn life. The Pain and the suffering I was put through as a child. I will think like Hitler, move like Hitler, everyone will suffer within my power. The chambers, the burning flames, Starving, beating, everything will cause pain. If your lucky maybe you will get the special treatment. I, myself, will take my knife and slowly peel off your flesh from all over your body until you die from the blood loss, then I will drink the blood you have spilled onto the ground Now all I need to figure out is a way to escape from here. I need to run. I need to leave my wretched life. Everyone will suffer like I did, not one person will escape me. I will find them. The ones who run will get it harder and more painful. I dare you to test my limits, push my buttons, and see how I work. Push the wrong buttons and the timer will begin. When it's all over I will leave my stamp on your forehead. The stamp that will read Reveille because that’s who I am. Now it was time for me to take my leave. To break from this horrid jail. I shall meet you later, good luck and let the games begin. massive ebonite tycoon, continues to stare down their son. and as Nos threw him several defiant looks, ivories are again unsheathed, and clipped pearly whites maliciously. harks are still laced to his poll, muscles bulging as they are tensed. a fore is again stamped as he stood. However, he soon relaxed again. Taking slight satisfaction to his mate's reprimand, Revei released a very audible chuckle. as his son's back is turned however, the smirk is soon gone. his attention is then drawn from the half-grown colt to look 'pon the pretty scarlet fae. he spoke softly. Nosferatu, is also pleased to have you Morse. He is just too proud to admit it. A trait he certainly did not pick up from his parents. I do beg of you: Forgive him. He doesn't know what he is talking about... he said it loud enough for the now retreating demon to hear clearly. a rather harsh snort explodes from paper thins as he fell silent. Leave with me my love Reveille Plan this for eight short years They say I think like a friesian X Beneath skies of an azure blue gray, accents lie in a Black hue Choreographed by unknown artists I'm built to tower 18 hh My Heart is held in the hands of Flames O' Hell our plan is made by a Masculine These plans were made for you above I am whom they call Sam You may find me with aim on nanner676 ...now I lay me down to sleep ...I pray th Lord my soul to keep ...let Angels guide me through the night ...and wake me with the morning light Behind Sam The Nanner676 Muse skippy_peanut_butter99@yahoo.com

.Please forgive me father .For i know not what i do .I just have not had the chance .To ever meet you .I never knew that i would grow to be .My mother's evil seed .and do these evil deeds.. Morse watched with increasing delight as the colts mother too, punished him. she did not miss the hateful glance thrown at her before he retreated, nor Reveille's words as he was practically shouting. she dipped her crania in understanding, before she bit her bottom lip, elongated canines visible. she spoke softly her voice troubled. He doesn't seem to like me much... I can't help but think i am more a hindrance than anything.. she dropped her visage before turning it slowly to watch the bay colt moving into the woods. she snorted softly harks flicking forth before they are truned back again. long chestnut dreads sweep muscled haunches, as she sighed. [ x darkmark x ] Leave with me my love Morsmordre Plan this for 6 months They say I think like a friesian (x?) Beneath skies of an azure blue gray, accents lie in a bloodied hue My father goes by Sinbad And my mother by Akasha I'm built to tower unknown yet My Heart is held in the hands of no one our plan is made by an Estrogen These plans were made for you above I am whom they call Sam You may find me with aim on nanner676

((oy.. those weren't too good... sorry meg!))