Illyria
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When the world met me, it shuddered, groaned. It knelt at my feet.[Mo0:9]
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Post by Illyria on Aug 20, 2008 15:19:08 GMT -5
Illyria glared at the tiny man before her. "You will bow down and serve me."
The pimp laughed. "Shit, girl, can't you do anything right? You gotta say 'ten dollars and I'm yours.'"
Illyria's eyes narrowed. "Kneel, worm, and I may yet grant you mercy."
The pimp just shook his head sadly. "This ain't gonna work, is it? You're one of them dominatrixes. Listen, I know a real nice place down on fourth that could use someone like you... oh shit...!"
The man trailed off as Illyria seized him by the throat, lifted him into the air, and crushed his larynx. "Your death will be far more mercifully brief than you deserve, but know this: I will find your spirit in what passes for the human afterlife, and I will make you suffer forever for the insolence you have shown me this day."
The pimp's eyes bugged out, and he struggled, and kicked, and bit at her hand, but it did no good. He had as much chance of moving a stone wall. He struggled, and he kicked, and he died. Illyria discarded his body without a second glance and walked off to find something to do.
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Angelus Desero
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Ever Heard Of The Wages Of Sin? Well Im The Pay Master![Mo0:3]
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Post by Angelus Desero on Aug 31, 2008 8:37:51 GMT -5
Poe cawed loudly as he sat perched on the window sill of a building, below him a Pimp was being killed. Angelus began to walk down the street toward the freshly disguarded body. A few steps away a women walked away from the body, Angelus sensed in her in the air, her emotions were different then most he felt, he could quite put his finger on what it was, but there was some kinda of confidence in them.
Poe cawed again before flying down and landing on Angelus' shoulder. He kept walking towards the figure not knowing what he was getting himself into, he was intrigue by her emotions, ever since his transformation emotions held mroe meaning to him, where as before they were often more of a hinderence. Emotions seemed to guide him, they became his instincts and a sixth sense to him. Before he new it Angelus mouth flapped open,
"Some try to hide, some try to cheat, but time will show, we always will meet. Try as you might, to guess my name, I promise you'll know, when you I do claim. Who am I?"
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