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 Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2005 8:12 pm
Pretty Lil Hate Machine and Samsara's Life Please be respectful to both "pet" and owner by not posting within this thread unless you have their express permission. Failure to do otherwise may result in you and your posts' being reported to the administrators as well as going on DemonTainted's Celibate List.
Thank you for your time. 
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2005 6:59 am
Welcome to what could be called my home, or my prison. In any matter it is where I reside.
Here I sit alone inside my shell watching from within eyes hardened I view my own personal hell.
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2005 7:01 am
To every place there are rules and structure to make order and prevent things from going awry, we must all abide by these rules lest anarchy prevail.
Do not have sex in my home cyber or not I would not do it in yours.
Do not post here, lest I feel the need to rip someones spleen from their body and it happen to be yours.
Follow the predetermined TOS as it will keep us all from being maimed.
That is all.
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2005 7:03 am
 Name: Samsara
Age: Goddess only knows
Sex: We are assuming male as he will not allow us any closer to find out.
Gender: Again goddess only knows
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2005 7:04 am
I own nothing, Possessions are a burden for one who may need to run at a moments notice.
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2005 7:06 am
 A photo of the convict as he is lead through the halls of torture.He stands alone, a stranger in his skin.
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2005 7:07 am
Seraching desperate
grasping hold
running forward
losing ground
if I begged some solice
would you finally grant
a place to call my own
a little bit of peace
just somewhere called home
a little bit of sleep
forever doomed to wander
forever seeming hopeless
broken down and used
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2005 7:11 am
Broken words
All in a line
Life and death mystery
Mine to decide
Reality fading
The shine of a blade
Destinys broken
Shattered today
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2005 7:14 am
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2005 7:15 am
A shadow, I blink. It's moved again I swear. A whisper and I'm turning slowly hoping to see what's stalking me even here in what is supposed to be a place that I can call my own. Nothing, moonlight trapped in place by the window pane. Another whisper.
whecanseeyou
And I'm gasping for air silently as everything goes black the light from the moon cut of and everything spins around me its happening again and the shadows are coming for me. Cold airless silence, nothing but I'm being smothered, something is stalking me, hunting me it can smell me feel me taste me.
wecanheareyou
Hear me.
closeyoureyeslittleboytheworsthasyettocome
I obey and close them.
Silence. Darkness.
Morning.
I open my eyes and wonder if there will be new blood on my hands to deal with, another place for me to run from. I glance down, two strikes join the others, no one died that night, not at our hands.
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2005 7:17 am
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2005 7:19 am
A scream. Her back arches under my fingertips; my touch alone is causing indescribable agony. Chipped magenta nail polish digging into her own flesh as she tries to deny me the pleasure of her terror. The only thing that saddens me is that something is missing, I push a blade across her chest slicing one mound of flesh from her torso before moving to the other pretty little circles, I make more circles all over her body until I run out of space and she has stopped moving. The air is empty now, so empty, there should be laughter and joy and? someone watching, why are they missing? Can they see me? Can they hear me? Can they taste me? My fingers dig in the woman on the platform before me, it is her fault they are missing hers and everyone else?s. I AM ALONE AND IT?S ALL THEIR FAULT. HE?S MISSING AND I CAN?T FEEL HIM ANYMORE WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM? My cries fall on deaf ears and I open my eyes and the dais is gone, no platform, no woman, just emptiness. I crawl to the center of the room and draw a symbol on my arms letting the liquid flow down them reaching my fingertips drawing on the floor perhaps he will feel my call, I call a summoning. I hope that he will hear me. Please let him hear me.
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2005 7:21 am
I found him. My twin, I found him and they took him away dragged him kicking and screaming back to their torture chambers. They don?t know how to care for him how to make the white white fog go away. They only hurt him and take away his defences. The red one dislikes him, he hates my twin, I could taste it, they didn?t believe me but I could. But that?s okay they will all pay soon in the very things they cherish most.
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2005 7:23 am
Reading flipping through pages staring forward as they try to lecture me, tell me there are certain things I must not do, certain things that are abhorred by this society and others. They try to tell me that I am without morals. They are mistaken. I simply have my own set of morals, my own set of sins, I will not allow for another being to tell me what I can and cannot do. Yes I will not hide the fact that I have killed and will with very little reservations kill again. But on that same token I very rarely kill needlessly. They cannot say I am bound by no set of rules, for I am, there are rules that every human being is bound by and I am in no way an exception to that. I put the book down and look up again but the room is filled with a black mist. I curl in upon myself protecting that which is vital upon my body.
I blink and when my eyes open again everything is red.
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2005 12:43 am
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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