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Posted: Sat, 12/08/2023 14:18 (1 Year ago)
The hooded man started to talk, but was cut off.
Kendo piped up.
"Third basement floor."
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Posted: Sat, 12/08/2023 14:23 (1 Year ago)
Jack turned on her heel, heading towards the staircase to descend deeper. She dropped the other guards, and they began to exhibit the same symptoms. Sometimes, you needed to be a villain to fight villains. The guards had hurt countless people before and during the auction. Their crimes were unforgivable.
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Posted: Sat, 12/08/2023 14:24 (1 Year ago)
"Damn. That was kind of cool."
he looked over at her, cheerful ad bright despite having been locked up.
Lydia and Emma followed behind, trying to catch up.
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Posted: Sat, 12/08/2023 14:26 (1 Year ago)
"But no matter. Which way?" They had come to a fork in the hall in the third sublevel. Jack was on high alert for guards.
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Posted: Sat, 12/08/2023 14:29 (1 Year ago)
His smile was cheerful.
He glanced at the fork in the road, ripping his eyes off of her.
"Right."
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Posted: Sat, 12/08/2023 14:31 (1 Year ago)
She pushed her way just far enough ahead of Kendo so she wouldn't have to look at him. The emotions were raw again, and she tried to push them out of her mind.
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Posted: Sat, 12/08/2023 14:34 (1 Year ago)
his voice was cheery.
"Hit me. beat me up. Go ahead."
odd words, coming from him.
"I could tell you all about my decisions. But I don't think you want to hear."
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Posted: Sat, 12/08/2023 14:42 (1 Year ago)
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Posted: Sat, 12/08/2023 14:45 (1 Year ago)
he laughed quietly.
"You wouldn't;t know, would you?"
they reached the end of the hallway, and an ornate door lay there.
he opened it, bowing with a flourish.
"After you."
An old man sat at the desk at the end of the room. his hair was a shade of pinkish-silver, his eyes blue.
he was sifting through documents, wearing a sharp black suit.
Emma hissed in through her teeth.
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Posted: Sat, 12/08/2023 14:48 (1 Year ago)
Shadows were in her hands before he could blink, chains surrounding him like vipers.
"My, my. What have we here?"
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Posted: Sat, 12/08/2023 14:50 (1 Year ago)
The old man smiled.
Emma stared at him.
The old man's smile got wider.
"Emma."
The pink-haired girl's voice finally came out.
"Grandpa? What the... what the hell?"
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Posted: Sat, 12/08/2023 14:52 (1 Year ago)
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Posted: Sat, 12/08/2023 14:54 (1 Year ago)
The man snapped, and suddenly, the shadows were shattered with sheds of ice.
A chair of ice appeared, as tendrils of ice forced Jack down, locking her in place.
kendo didn't move. Not yet.
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Posted: Sat, 12/08/2023 15:01 (1 Year ago)
Oh.
Crap.
A beautiful constellation of darkness crept across Jack's skin. She appeared to flicker in place after times, her neck twitching. When she stabilized, her eyes were red as rubies, and the ice fell to the ground as spectral smoke. She remained in the chair, propping her legs up on the desk lazily. A sardonic smirk crossed her face. When she smiled, her teeth were pointed.
"Why should I, you familiarly typical despicable creature?"
The voice was not her own, like sandpaper and timpanis.
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Posted: Sat, 12/08/2023 15:03 (1 Year ago)
The old man hummed quietly.
"He was an interesting fellow, reacted similarly to you."
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Posted: Sat, 12/08/2023 15:07 (1 Year ago)
The Jack that wasn't Jack continued to watch the situation with amusement, oblivious to the kaleidoscope of darkness making up its skin. It examined its nails dramatically.
"She has questions she wants me to ask, you know. And I must admit, I am a little curious. So tell me a story, old man. Tell me how and tell me why "
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Posted: Sat, 12/08/2023 15:33 (1 Year ago)
Somewhat?
Except for the moss that seems to complete envelop the whole building, and the various cracks on the sidewalk. The flickering big signboard with the big bolden word [Motel] does seems to bring them to the right place.
With a hint of skepticism shown on Shieta's face, she looked around at other buildings, but truly, this seems to be the only motel in this entire town.
Not surprising, but not welcoming either.
"...I Suppose, this is it. Again, I'm sorry for rashly bringing you along with me."
Posted: Sat, 12/08/2023 15:38 (1 Year ago)
The Dancing Flame grabs her hand and pulls her inside, she thought the moss was just paint that had melted and the appearance didn't seem to bother her at all.
She held Shietas hand again to wrap around it completely, poor girl was so cold, she could share some warmth! Dragging her in, her other arm raised up for a hand wave as if she was trying to call a cab.
You know the first rule in combat? Shoot them before they shoot you.
Posted: Sun, 13/08/2023 03:18 (1 Year ago)
Andrea leaves, motioning for two more rose-masked guards to join the guarding post, as one of the guards stepped in to personally observe Sera. She should probably return to doing her other…tasks. She had a big surprise in store for Jasmine.
Posted: Sun, 13/08/2023 03:25 (1 Year ago)
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