CRYER: Mercy
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CRYER is on back on Lily's feet. | CRYER is on back on Lily's feet. | ||
| - | "Monsters, you don't deserve to live" | + | "Monsters, you don't deserve to live"she says, her voice is husky and harsh from all the crying. She licks her bloodstained lips |
| - | She grabs the first one by the neck, snapping it. Lily's little fist goes through the chest of the second one pulling the heart out. The third one is so astonished that he can only witness CRYER | + | She grabs the first one by the neck, snapping it. Lily's little fist goes through the chest of the second one pulling the heart out. The third one is so astonished that he can only witness CRYER get hold of his jaw and tear his head off. |
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Who will take over now? | Who will take over now? | ||
| - | [[FEEDER:Suburbia|FEEDER]] or [[FUCKER: Suburbia|FUCKER]] | + | [[FEEDER: Suburbia apocalypse|FEEDER]] or [[FUCKER: Suburbia apocalypse|FUCKER]] |
[[Category: Vampire Weekend]] | [[Category: Vampire Weekend]] | ||
Current revision as of 06:22, 7 May 2011
"Please don't hurt me"
CRYER turns around to greet the newcomers.
One of them is a teenager. He's wielding an old sword, pointing it towards Lily neck. The second one is an old man wearing an old lab coat.
"What did you do to her bitch?"
"It wasn't me, I would never hurt an innocent"
The old man pushes CRYER to a side and starts patching the girl bloody tight.
The teenager seems really pissed, he presses the sword against Lily throat drawing some blood.
"Oh nooo, it hurts, please don't, bouhouhouh".
"We have to go, finish her or leave her, I can hear more of them coming this way".
CRYER closes lily's eyes waiting for the final sting of the blade on her exposed throat.
Nothing happens. She opens her eyes to three vampires looking at her from the corridor.
FUCKER: Who would have thought, she was useful after all.
FEEDER: My diner is gone, bouhouhouhou, sob sob ,snif, snif.
All the allegorical faces turn towards the crying FEEDER.
FEEDER: Na just kidding, plenty of other sweet blood bags running around.
"Where did they go?"
CRYER is not crying anymore.
"Where did they go, bitch?"
CRYER is on back on Lily's feet.
"Monsters, you don't deserve to live"she says, her voice is husky and harsh from all the crying. She licks her bloodstained lips
She grabs the first one by the neck, snapping it. Lily's little fist goes through the chest of the second one pulling the heart out. The third one is so astonished that he can only witness CRYER get hold of his jaw and tear his head off.
FEEDER:...
FUCKER:...
MISTRESS...
BINDER:...
RAT: Remember me never to make fun of her anymore.
CRYER falls to her knees and resumes her crying...
FEEDER: Can we go out and find something to sink our teeth in?
FUCKER: Or maybe to be fucked by...
Who will take over now?
