I'll get it done. Don't think I'll be good at this though. I'll probably be ruining it.
Ugh... I took a break from writing. I'm just so tired of staying up late. That's why my character isn't done....
Oh noes. Now I can't treat your headaches!
Are you complaining?
Click Misc then Pin. You can request it there.
Jayn... Sabby... just get sticky with me. It will solve all your problems.
Can't wait for the catfight.
Pins for the win? I has t3h same one.
Quit messing around and post some yuri.
He's 8 weeks pregnant and his lady is still giving it to him.
*maniacal laughter*
Seriously though. If it was a Sony version of Super Smash Bros. I'd be mad and a little happy. Though I'd hate their guts I'm sure I'd enjoy playing it.
Oh great. It's the Sony version of Super Smash Bros.
I'm not even angry. I'm being so sincere right now. Even though you broke my heart. And killed me. And tore me to pieces. And threw every piece into a fire. As they burned it hurt because I was so happy for you! I'll take these.
Ok... weird it's connected to my old account... apbblood. That's the name.
Well like I said I didn't use this for a while and I never really talked with anyone. I'm noob at skype but I did have an account but I got rid of...
Oh boy. Haven't gotten on that in a long time. Let me see if I can remember my password. If not I can create another account.
Lol. Funny. I was considering entering it but I kinda put it away since 5:00 PM could be a good time or a bad time for me. I want to but I can't...
I always liked your name. You seemed like such a rebel. Never really got to talk to you or get to know you. You never realized what you might have learned until the opportunity is gone.
It was raining. I watched the tears of God fall from the sky breaking open onto the window. My breath escaped my mouth warm and fogged the window. My mind was in a rush and my vision blurred. I started to lose my breath. I fell to the floor wondering what was wrong with me. Struggling to regain myself I stuck my left hand out and broke the window. I grabbed on and pulled myself up. I stuck my head out cutting myself in the process. The rain poured onto me, cleansing me, restoring me. My blood started falling down as well, mixing in with the tears my eyes were dropping. I couldn't remember anymore. My childhood was gone now. Nothing could be recalled. I gathered myself afterwards. My punishment for my sins of my past were the reason for this. I realized though that it was a blessing. I forgot my sins and my reason to doubt. I only hoped that I could repay God for this. He has taken away troubles and now I must take care of the last four. Rick was the dinner for the devil tonight. I was going to make sure he prepared well for his feast. He had apparently been the one to call the police after finding Helga in my little project. Found that out from a news reel that happened to be playing on a television in a shops window while I was traversing the city. He must have planned on making up to her early. To bad he couldn't make up to a door ornament. Heh. The police apparently figured that the two recent killings were linked. Wouldn't be long till they found out the connection anyways. I figured that after tonight they would finally get it. The rain continued on from the morning while I spied on him. He lived in an apartment a little whiles away from Helga's home. He kept pounding on a punching bag all day. Not a tear was shed from his eyes the entire time. I expected him to leave for the night. Probably was cheating on her with some other girl but he surprised me. Ordered a pizza and stayed home. Did not matter where he died. I was there to make sure it happened in any place. It was starting to get dark by now. I stood back a bit from the edge of my roost on the building across from his. I laid down and counted the rain drops falling onto my face. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. The rain had stopped and the moon had come out. The brightness from it permeated my resting place as if it were a spotlight and I was an actor in a play. I rose from my partial grave and looked around. His lights were off. I smiled. I wanted his death to be different. The others were simple and easy. Not a fighting chance. Lets give wonderboy a final fight. I jumped into the sky and caught myself on the edge of the building on my side. Hanging from there I braced my feet against the wall and pushed off. I soared through the air and landed with a roll onto his apartment. Jumping distances was now easy. I felt more animal now. All was silent up here. The sounds of the city felt distant. Nothing could scare me from my goal. I grabbed onto the ledge and looked down. I saw a window with a faint, glowing light escaping from it. A television was on. I held on to the ledge and lift myself vertically I changed the positions of my hands so that my body turned around. I swung out and crashed through the window. Glass exploded from the now broken window as I entered and spread about like shotgun rain. The room was quite small. A small doorway was was on the far end of a couch that led into what appeared to be a kitchen. I saw him on the couch recoiling from his sudden waking. His gaze focused on me and he shouted at me, questioning who I was. I just pulled my hands back into my coat and watched him. He got up and screamed at me, demanding who I was. The movie on the television switched scenes and light flowed throughout the room. His face went from one of fear and anger to one of surprise. He said he knew me. He said he caught me peeping at his girlfriend. I nodded in agreement. He asked if I was the one to kill her. I nodded again. He laughed. He told me he wished he had left earlier. He wanted to be the one to kill her. Now I was the one with a surprised look on my face. I didn't let myself look surprised for long though. I stood there like a tall and omnipotent being. I raised my right hand up and pointed at him. His eyebrow raised when he saw my hand. Your. Turn. The only words I let him hear escape my mouth. He stood there like a rock, waiting for me to move. I knew he was a fighter but I was no fool. I lowered my hand. Time passed endlessly in the room. The movie continued on, the only source of time moving. With swiftness I charged at him raising my right hand up as if to stab him. My hand was a blur as it traveled towards his head. He ducked down and pulled his hand back. He rose with an uppercut but missed as I jumped back. I dodged his flurry of punches and went around to his side. I tried to slice his arm off but he jumped back like I had. His back was now on the wall. He ran at me pulling his arm back. I grabbed my trench coat and threw it at him. He recoiled from it but it was to late and he was blind under it. That was when I saw the movie. A man was yelling then proceeded to kick a man down into a dark hole. I looked up at Rick. He was flailing about trying to remove my coat. His back was to me now and I raised my foot. My boot was all torn and jagged from my traveling of the city. It glistened with the water dripping off it. I kicked him just like the man had in the movie and he went sprawling forward into the wall. I pulled back my hand and stabbed him in the back making five holes in my coat. I held my hand in him for four seconds and pulled it out. I grabbed my coat and looked at the damage. Not needed of fixing. My boot though was trashed by the force of the kick. I looked around and saw to my delight a pair of industrial strength winter boots up against the couch. Grabbing them I put them on and found them to be a perfect fit. I walked to the window. I raised my right arm and thrashed it back into the room knocking the television off the table and onto the now dead man. I grabbed the top of the windowsill and swung myself out onto the roof. I snarled into the night. My deed was done and I was pleased at my work. Art was not needed for this scum. His limp body against the wall was all that there was going to be. The devil would have his feast with him whole. I set out into the night like a wolf after a meal. The third day. [END of Part 3]
