I mass quoted all the players still in the game, even the people dead/jailed got quoted. Was mainly a heads up.
Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2015 8:02 pm
Pandelic DJ
Shikyo Kuranosai
Never tried it!
Then I shall be the first to attempt it!
First, to find some astral items with which I can anchor myself to Purgatory so I don't end up spiraling through space until the gravity of some planet pulls me in. Dx
Before we get on with the buisness, I would like to take a second to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHILSHADU <3
Everyone insisted that Violette Cielle was the one committing the murders, they dragged her away from her family and put her behind bars.
On the other side of town, Spiders with Tits, was enjoying a picnic lunch with her boyfriend. She was then struck by lightning, chains ran through the earth and wrapped around Spiders with Tits, whilst pulling her down to hell.
Death Scenes:
Prue walked nervously through the mall, knowing the killers were out and about. She paced herself now and then for people were walking past her. Though each time they passed her, a sigh of relief escaping her brow. She walked peacefully all the way till she hit the fountain. Thats when it started to get cold, as if a heavy presence was near. Whistling could be heard in the distance, as if a western showdown was going to determine who would be victorious. Prue took out a dime she had withheld in her pocket, and tossed it into the fountain. She closed her eyes and wished, wished as hard as she could. She wanted to find true love, no matter the circumstances. “Clarice, what a fine day this is,” Cupid said with a smirk. Prue’s eyes widened, she had never hear a voice so menacing to the tone. But before she could make a run for it, Cupid grabbed her by the arm and swung her towards the ground. Cupids hand hit the side of Prue’s face which led her to be unconscious.
When Prue woke up, she could hear not one, but two distinctive voices coming from the shadows of the mall. “How dare you come in trying to take my kill,” one voice called out. “It’s not like you could have done better than me,” the other voice responded his tone a bit deeper than the first. They both walked over to Prue just throwing up a huge fit for neither of them were coming to an agreement on. Prue couldn’t do anything but watch as Cupid and Saint Valentine stood before her, both oblivious that she was awake.
Prue wiggled around trying to escape from the vices that kept her locked up, but made too much noise. Cupid and Saint Valentine both stared over at Prue, both intrigued that she was trying to fight for her life. Prue struggled even more, it was only a matter of time till her death was set upon. “You first,” said Saint Valentine, insisting that cupid had the right to be the first to draw blood. And so he did, taking the knife from Saint Valentine and ripped open Prue’s chest. Silent screams muffled the halls of the mall, as blood swept the floor. Next Saint Valentine cut Prue’s face, taking it slice by slice till he pulled the skin right off. “This will look good on my mantle,” he joked, laughing hysterically. They both took turns, slicing Prue up, little by little, making her suffer every last breathe. They started chopping off every little piece of Prue till she was no more.
The next day, each of the salesclerks came to their shope with a rude awakening. The shoppers found a note saying that there were hidden objects in each of the shops, and if they found them, they would get a discount. However, what they didn’t know is that every piece, hands, feet, legs, arms, stomach, heart, head, brain, etc. were scattered across the mall. They really didn’t know how to piece her back together sadly.
Before we get on with the buisness, I would like to take a second to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHILSHADU <3
Everyone insisted that Violette Cielle was the one committing the murders, they dragged her away from her family and put her behind bars.
On the other side of town, Spiders with Tits, was enjoying a picnic lunch with her boyfriend. She was then struck by lightning, chains ran through the earth and wrapped around Spiders with Tits, whilst pulling her down to hell.
Death Scenes:
Prue walked nervously through the mall, knowing the killers were out and about. She paced herself now and then for people were walking past her. Though each time they passed her, a sigh of relief escaping her brow. She walked peacefully all the way till she hit the fountain. Thats when it started to get cold, as if a heavy presence was near. Whistling could be heard in the distance, as if a western showdown was going to determine who would be victorious. Prue took out a dime she had withheld in her pocket, and tossed it into the fountain. She closed her eyes and wished, wished as hard as she could. She wanted to find true love, no matter the circumstances. “Clarice, what a fine day this is,” Cupid said with a smirk. Prue’s eyes widened, she had never hear a voice so menacing to the tone. But before she could make a run for it, Cupid grabbed her by the arm and swung her towards the ground. Cupids hand hit the side of Prue’s face which led her to be unconscious.
When Prue woke up, she could hear not one, but two distinctive voices coming from the shadows of the mall. “How dare you come in trying to take my kill,” one voice called out. “It’s not like you could have done better than me,” the other voice responded his tone a bit deeper than the first. They both walked over to Prue just throwing up a huge fit for neither of them were coming to an agreement on. Prue couldn’t do anything but watch as Cupid and Saint Valentine stood before her, both oblivious that she was awake.
Prue wiggled around trying to escape from the vices that kept her locked up, but made too much noise. Cupid and Saint Valentine both stared over at Prue, both intrigued that she was trying to fight for her life. Prue struggled even more, it was only a matter of time till her death was set upon. “You first,” said Saint Valentine, insisting that cupid had the right to be the first to draw blood. And so he did, taking the knife from Saint Valentine and ripped open Prue’s chest. Silent screams muffled the halls of the mall, as blood swept the floor. Next Saint Valentine cut Prue’s face, taking it slice by slice till he pulled the skin right off. “This will look good on my mantle,” he joked, laughing hysterically. They both took turns, slicing Prue up, little by little, making her suffer every last breathe. They started chopping off every little piece of Prue till she was no more.
The next day, each of the salesclerks came to their shope with a rude awakening. The shoppers found a note saying that there were hidden objects in each of the shops, and if they found them, they would get a discount. However, what they didn’t know is that every piece, hands, feet, legs, arms, stomach, heart, head, brain, etc. were scattered across the mall. They really didn’t know how to piece her back together sadly.
Damn that was really good. I really liked that. Poor Prue though
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