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Date Posted: 20:12:22 12/04/02 Wed
Author: Faux
Author Host/IP: 64.12.96.169
Subject: ...[.Don't.Ask.Don't.Tell.]...
In reply to: Itaniaasuraan 's message, "[Eternal Damnation]" on 18:41:02 12/04/02 Wed

I can hear the voice
But I don't want to listen
Strap me down and tell me
I'll be alright

I can feel the subliminal need
To be one with the voice
And make everything alright

So, are you breathing?

...[.Startled by the demonic femme's notion, harsh vocal t'ward the virile is subdued. This mascu was of worth to the fatal, so Faux's future distastes would remain bitter on the tip of her tounge, or swallowed. Mote it be, femme held no personal grudge t'ward this specific virile. Sculpted visage is nodded t'ward she, making it clear that the message was understood. Point was true. He who serves this ebony seductress would be reguarded as valued. Femora's deathwalker nature would have to serve it's craven. Bodace weight is shifted back onto haunches as the hellion diverts attention to another.

Plummeage dry-beats the earth's flesh a few times, then returns to its idle state. Exhaustion grips the bruja, and begins to tare at her sanity. Indeed, rest, her body would welcome, for the journey was long. No, she would not endure. Crania is tossed absentmindedly, in attempts to shake some more 'zest' into self. Optics rest warily 'pon the hession and Fallen Star. Canine's audiatives were very attentive, so the vocals spoken were begining to be heard. Muted snarl; scolding self. T'was not Faux's right to 'ease-drop'. Thorns melt 'gainst chistled poll, attention snagged by the mascu once more. Desire for rest slams femme once more as if a human's club had cracked her skull. No, back wretched drowzyness! Hellion must stay alert. Was she part of this counsel? It was not known, but it mattered not. It was possible that her assistance would be required, and this she would endure.

Mind wanders once more, thinking of the 'Goodies'. What pathetic fool leads them? How many are they? Twisted pleasure injects into flesh. Crave the blood. Crave the suffering. Crave the damnation.]...


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