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[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*if ya'll can listen carefully, you can hear extremely angry guitar riffs and screaming from somewhere deep in the dressing room. a-at least he's playing music?*

((So, that vid's the censored version, the uncensored/uncut versions are a little too extreme and gory, and very nsfw at all. So, you gaiz get the censored version. 8D))

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[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

... *unstraps his guitar and throws it on the floor*

[makesomepi.livejournal.com]

[slight flinch]

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*sits down on the floor heavily, head in his hands* Fuck...

[makesomepi.livejournal.com]

[comes closer, worried] Dad...

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*holds up one of his hands* Don't. I-I don't know how much longer I can keep him in check.

[makesomepi.livejournal.com]

...

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

God... why now...

[makesomepi.livejournal.com]

Why what...?

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

A-asch... the Bloody...

[makesomepi.livejournal.com]

...

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

G-go away...

[makesomepi.livejournal.com]

No... wh-what if something happens to you because I do...

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

W-wasn't talking to you....

[makesomepi.livejournal.com]

[bites his lip, coming a tiny bit closer to hug him]

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Don't.

[makesomepi.livejournal.com]

...

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

G-get out...

[makesomepi.livejournal.com]

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*looks up at Luke* ...

[makesomepi.livejournal.com]

Dad...

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

*grins* He's not here~.

[makesomepi.livejournal.com]

Wh...what?

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

He tried to warn you, now it's too late~. Heh, you look so much like him.

[makesomepi.livejournal.com]

...

[crimsongrunge.livejournal.com]

Ah, right. We haven't met.