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[ another day, another morning. he woke up, as usual, a mess in the blankets and sheets covering the bed, forcing himself to sit up to keep from falling back asleep and wasting the day in the land of dreams.

however, this morning? something was quite different.

a little too different. hello, bloody murder scream that could wake the entire dressing room! ]

[ ooc; this is what happens when i'm bored. yeah, jerk!guy ain't all that manly anymore. he is also in the house he lives in

tothedeathofus... but if you're creepy and/or passing by, you can check on him. the window is most likely open. and (s)he's topless, but hey! and, aha, nsfw. i did not expect him to be so compliant! ]

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Hmm. How to go about it... *keeps the blade level with her face, then moves it to her neck, ..then to her chest.*

[ and she somehow manages to keep completely still, her eyes on luke's face, rather than the blade. ] Just stop.

Again. Why.

Because it was just a fucking kiss! Why do I deserve to have even more of my confidence destroyed?

This time it was just a kiss. Before that there were insults about everything from my body to Asch. Why should I give a damn about your confidence?

My personality demands that I make fun of things, all right. I can't help it. If you were living in my world and decided to pull this shit because someone said something to you, you'd be in jail twenty times over by now.

Well we're not in your world, now are we? So, no more jail for me and perhaps no more something else for you.

Just stop it!

But I'm having such fun! The look on your face is wonderful. So scared.

Fuck off, damnit. I've had more than enough happen to me today.

Being turned into a girl? Poor baby. I'm just weeping for you. Hey.. now that's an idea. Maybe I can throw you to the rapist Asch!

Uh, no, it's more than that, you insensitive bitch. Luke decided to walk out on me without word of whether he was coming back, and some girl almost died on me.

All of which I bet you deserved for how you treat people. You probably caused it anyways.

Fuck. Off. I really don't need this right now.

Too bad. This is just what I need. A snack. *ever so slightly presses the blade tip to her shoulder.*

No!

You can spare some blood, can't you? Or maybe.. your Luke can.

If you touch Luke, I will make sure you and that baby inside of you both suffer.

Says the unarmed, one-handed bimbo.

There's no rule that said I have to do it now.

Then it would be best for me to just ensure that you can't at a later date, right? *moves her sword just enough to make a small cut, causing some blood to trickle.*

Edited 2008-09-03 06:51 (UTC)

[ barely holds back a hiss of pain. ] Just fuck off, all right? There are worse people here. Whatever happened to "sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me?"

[ i'm tempted to make the crazy original ion come from harry potter verse. ahem. ]

Of course there are. There always will be. And not everyone is going to play by your rules, you know.

[ .........I have no words for that. ]

Just go away. [ aww, she's going to cry. ]

[ AHAHA. what's even more lulzy is imagining luke as harry and, like, van as voldemort. >:3 ]

*gives a harsh laugh, sheathing her sword.* I hope you don't plan to bother me anymore, now that you know what it's like.

[ YOU'RE RAPING ABYSS. ;A; ]