He grabs it. "This will hurt. If you fight me, it'll hurt more." He rips a strip off of his sleeve and pulls out a needle with a vial on the end. He ties the cloth tightly around Georgie's arm and stabs the needle into him, taking his blood.
Georgie winces, burying his face in the stuffed doll to muffle pained noises
"Thank you for your service, young man." He moves the makeshift tourniquet down to act as a bandage. He pours the blood into Yuri's mouth.
Georgie sits in the grass, rubbing the syringe wound under the bandage, wiping his eyes of tears with the other hand
She snaps her eyes open suddenly, lurching forward and grabbing Oswald by the throat, lifting him up.
He lets out a small frightened scream, scrambling back in the grass
She turns, her head snapping around to look at him. Her bones crack as she goes on all fours and stalks over to him.
He grabs it. "This will hurt. If you fight me, it'll hurt more." He rips a strip off of his sleeve and pulls out a needle with a vial on the end. He ties the cloth tightly around Georgie's arm and stabs the needle into him, taking his blood.
Georgie winces, burying his face in the stuffed doll to muffle pained noises
"Thank you for your service, young man." He moves the makeshift tourniquet down to act as a bandage. He pours the blood into Yuri's mouth.
Georgie sits in the grass, rubbing the syringe wound under the bandage, wiping his eyes of tears with the other hand
She snaps her eyes open suddenly, lurching forward and grabbing Oswald by the throat, lifting him up.
He lets out a small frightened scream, scrambling back in the grass
She turns, her head snapping around to look at him. Her bones crack as she goes on all fours and stalks over to him.
Oswald growls. "Yurishide, stop!"
She snarls, biting out something in Sylvan, and turns around, stalking over to him
He grabs it. "This will hurt. If you fight me, it'll hurt more." He rips a strip off of his sleeve and pulls out a needle with a vial on the end. He ties the cloth tightly around Georgie's arm and stabs the needle into him, taking his blood.
Georgie winces, burying his face in the stuffed doll to muffle pained noises
"Thank you for your service, young man." He moves the makeshift tourniquet down to act as a bandage. He pours the blood into Yuri's mouth.
Georgie sits in the grass, rubbing the syringe wound under the bandage, wiping his eyes of tears with the other hand
She snaps her eyes open suddenly, lurching forward and grabbing Oswald by the throat, lifting him up.
He lets out a small frightened scream, scrambling back in the grass
She turns, her head snapping around to look at him. Her bones crack as she goes on all fours and stalks over to him.
Oswald growls. "Yurishide, stop!"
She snarls, biting out something in Sylvan, and turns around, stalking over to him
He pulls out his sending stone and puts in an order before looking back at her. "You're sure making a mess of things, girl. First, you don't feed, then you start trying to kill people. I'm trying to trust you, but you're making it difficult." He doesn't seem to care about her feral state.
He grabs it. "This will hurt. If you fight me, it'll hurt more." He rips a strip off of his sleeve and pulls out a needle with a vial on the end. He ties the cloth tightly around Georgie's arm and stabs the needle into him, taking his blood.
Georgie winces, burying his face in the stuffed doll to muffle pained noises
"Thank you for your service, young man." He moves the makeshift tourniquet down to act as a bandage. He pours the blood into Yuri's mouth.
Georgie sits in the grass, rubbing the syringe wound under the bandage, wiping his eyes of tears with the other hand
She snaps her eyes open suddenly, lurching forward and grabbing Oswald by the throat, lifting him up.
He lets out a small frightened scream, scrambling back in the grass
She turns, her head snapping around to look at him. Her bones crack as she goes on all fours and stalks over to him.
Oswald growls. "Yurishide, stop!"
She snarls, biting out something in Sylvan, and turns around, stalking over to him
He pulls out his sending stone and puts in an order before looking back at her. "You're sure making a mess of things, girl. First, you don't feed, then you start trying to kill people. I'm trying to trust you, but you're making it difficult." He doesn't seem to care about her feral state.
"I need to eat!" She spats, her own blood painting the ground. It sizzles and burns the plant life like acid. "I didn't want to kill! FOR YOU!"
He grabs it. "This will hurt. If you fight me, it'll hurt more." He rips a strip off of his sleeve and pulls out a needle with a vial on the end. He ties the cloth tightly around Georgie's arm and stabs the needle into him, taking his blood.
Georgie winces, burying his face in the stuffed doll to muffle pained noises
"Thank you for your service, young man." He moves the makeshift tourniquet down to act as a bandage. He pours the blood into Yuri's mouth.
Georgie sits in the grass, rubbing the syringe wound under the bandage, wiping his eyes of tears with the other hand
She snaps her eyes open suddenly, lurching forward and grabbing Oswald by the throat, lifting him up.
He lets out a small frightened scream, scrambling back in the grass
She turns, her head snapping around to look at him. Her bones crack as she goes on all fours and stalks over to him.
He grabs it. "This will hurt. If you fight me, it'll hurt more." He rips a strip off of his sleeve and pulls out a needle with a vial on the end. He ties the cloth tightly around Georgie's arm and stabs the needle into him, taking his blood.
Georgie winces, burying his face in the stuffed doll to muffle pained noises
"Thank you for your service, young man." He moves the makeshift tourniquet down to act as a bandage. He pours the blood into Yuri's mouth.
Georgie sits in the grass, rubbing the syringe wound under the bandage, wiping his eyes of tears with the other hand
She snaps her eyes open suddenly, lurching forward and grabbing Oswald by the throat, lifting him up.
He lets out a small frightened scream, scrambling back in the grass
She turns, her head snapping around to look at him. Her bones crack as she goes on all fours and stalks over to him.
Oswald growls. "Yurishide, stop!"
She snarls, biting out something in Sylvan, and turns around, stalking over to him
He pulls out his sending stone and puts in an order before looking back at her. "You're sure making a mess of things, girl. First, you don't feed, then you start trying to kill people. I'm trying to trust you, but you're making it difficult." He doesn't seem to care about her feral state.
"I need to eat!" She spats, her own blood painting the ground. It sizzles and burns the plant life like acid. "I didn't want to kill! FOR YOU!"
He takes a step toward her. "BULL. (GP). I never asked you for that, woman. Do you understand? I asked you not to work. I said I would take care of anything you asked. That does not mean 'go starve yourself in the woods!' We have plenty of blood around here, you buffoon! This should be a non-issue!"
He grabs it. "This will hurt. If you fight me, it'll hurt more." He rips a strip off of his sleeve and pulls out a needle with a vial on the end. He ties the cloth tightly around Georgie's arm and stabs the needle into him, taking his blood.
Georgie winces, burying his face in the stuffed doll to muffle pained noises
"Thank you for your service, young man." He moves the makeshift tourniquet down to act as a bandage. He pours the blood into Yuri's mouth.
Georgie sits in the grass, rubbing the syringe wound under the bandage, wiping his eyes of tears with the other hand
She snaps her eyes open suddenly, lurching forward and grabbing Oswald by the throat, lifting him up.
He lets out a small frightened scream, scrambling back in the grass
She turns, her head snapping around to look at him. Her bones crack as she goes on all fours and stalks over to him.
Oswald growls. "Yurishide, stop!"
She snarls, biting out something in Sylvan, and turns around, stalking over to him
He pulls out his sending stone and puts in an order before looking back at her. "You're sure making a mess of things, girl. First, you don't feed, then you start trying to kill people. I'm trying to trust you, but you're making it difficult." He doesn't seem to care about her feral state.
"I need to eat!" She spats, her own blood painting the ground. It sizzles and burns the plant life like acid. "I didn't want to kill! FOR YOU!"
He takes a step toward her. "BULL. (GP). I never asked you for that, woman. Do you understand? I asked you not to work. I said I would take care of anything you asked. That does not mean 'go starve yourself in the woods!' We have plenty of blood around here, you buffoon! This should be a non-issue!"
"I DIDNT WANT TO MAKE YOU UPSET! KILLING YOUR WORKERS, KILLING THE TOWNSFOLK!" She grabs him by the shoulders, her claws digging into him as if she is afraid he'll run.
He grabs it. "This will hurt. If you fight me, it'll hurt more." He rips a strip off of his sleeve and pulls out a needle with a vial on the end. He ties the cloth tightly around Georgie's arm and stabs the needle into him, taking his blood.
Georgie winces, burying his face in the stuffed doll to muffle pained noises
"Thank you for your service, young man." He moves the makeshift tourniquet down to act as a bandage. He pours the blood into Yuri's mouth.
Georgie sits in the grass, rubbing the syringe wound under the bandage, wiping his eyes of tears with the other hand
She snaps her eyes open suddenly, lurching forward and grabbing Oswald by the throat, lifting him up.
He lets out a small frightened scream, scrambling back in the grass
She turns, her head snapping around to look at him. Her bones crack as she goes on all fours and stalks over to him.
He holds his plush tight, eyes squeezed shut
She drops quietly, shaping herself old looking wolf that looks different. It whines and licks his knee
He takes a step toward her. "BULL. (GP). I never asked you for that, woman. Do you understand? I asked you not to work. I said I would take care of anything you asked. That does not mean 'go starve yourself in the woods!' We have plenty of blood around here, you buffoon! This should be a non-issue!"
"I DIDNT WANT TO MAKE YOU UPSET! KILLING YOUR WORKERS, KILLING THE TOWNSFOLK!" She grabs him by the shoulders, her claws digging into him as if she is afraid he'll run.
He doesn't flinch, doesn't wince... doesn't bleed. He speaks softly. "Do you feed on death, Yuri? Do you feed on the instant the soul leaves the body? O do you feed on blood? Do you feed on the thing that humans have 4-6 liters of and of which they can lose 30% without experiencing serious complications? Which is it?" He hisses the last part.
He takes a step toward her. "BULL. (GP). I never asked you for that, woman. Do you understand? I asked you not to work. I said I would take care of anything you asked. That does not mean 'go starve yourself in the woods!' We have plenty of blood around here, you buffoon! This should be a non-issue!"
"I DIDNT WANT TO MAKE YOU UPSET! KILLING YOUR WORKERS, KILLING THE TOWNSFOLK!" She grabs him by the shoulders, her claws digging into him as if she is afraid he'll run.
He doesn't flinch, doesn't wince... doesn't bleed. He speaks softly. "Do you feed on death, Yuri? Do you feed on the instant the soul leaves the body? O do you feed on blood? Do you feed on the thing that humans have 4-6 liters of and of which they can lose 30% without experiencing serious complications? Which is it?" He hisses the last part.
-(TW)-
I have to drain the body dry. I need to feed off one body a day. That death adds up after years and years of continued existence. 3,729,108,230,012 bodies that never went back to their mothers, their fathers, their wives, their husbands, their children because of me." She said, her voice stony and cold "I am a (GP) MONSTER Oswald and sometimes I lie awake, watching the starless sky and keep thinking that I should've just let you kill me the day I met you because maybe I wouldn't be here causing so many issues for you because of how flawed I am."
He takes a step toward her. "BULL. (GP). I never asked you for that, woman. Do you understand? I asked you not to work. I said I would take care of anything you asked. That does not mean 'go starve yourself in the woods!' We have plenty of blood around here, you buffoon! This should be a non-issue!"
"I DIDNT WANT TO MAKE YOU UPSET! KILLING YOUR WORKERS, KILLING THE TOWNSFOLK!" She grabs him by the shoulders, her claws digging into him as if she is afraid he'll run.
He doesn't flinch, doesn't wince... doesn't bleed. He speaks softly. "Do you feed on death, Yuri? Do you feed on the instant the soul leaves the body? O do you feed on blood? Do you feed on the thing that humans have 4-6 liters of and of which they can lose 30% without experiencing serious complications? Which is it?" He hisses the last part.
-(TW)-
I have to drain the body dry. I need to feed off one body a day. That death adds up after years and years of continued existence. 3,729,108,230,012 bodies that never went back to their mothers, their fathers, their wives, their husbands, their children because of me." She said, her voice stony and cold "I am a (GP) MONSTER Oswald and sometimes I lie awake, watching the starless sky and keep thinking that I should've just let you kill me the day I met you because maybe I wouldn't be here causing so many issues for you because of how flawed I am."
*Her kill count is in the TRILLIONS?!?!?!?! he’s gotta be at least level 14 by now*
He takes a step toward her. "BULL. (GP). I never asked you for that, woman. Do you understand? I asked you not to work. I said I would take care of anything you asked. That does not mean 'go starve yourself in the woods!' We have plenty of blood around here, you buffoon! This should be a non-issue!"
"I DIDNT WANT TO MAKE YOU UPSET! KILLING YOUR WORKERS, KILLING THE TOWNSFOLK!" She grabs him by the shoulders, her claws digging into him as if she is afraid he'll run.
He doesn't flinch, doesn't wince... doesn't bleed. He speaks softly. "Do you feed on death, Yuri? Do you feed on the instant the soul leaves the body? O do you feed on blood? Do you feed on the thing that humans have 4-6 liters of and of which they can lose 30% without experiencing serious complications? Which is it?" He hisses the last part.
-(TW)-
I have to drain the body dry. I need to feed off one body a day. That death adds up after years and years of continued existence. 3,729,108,230,012 bodies that never went back to their mothers, their fathers, their wives, their husbands, their children because of me." She said, her voice stony and cold "I am a (GP) MONSTER Oswald and sometimes I lie awake, watching the starless sky and keep thinking that I should've just let you kill me the day I met you because maybe I wouldn't be here causing so many issues for you because of how flawed I am."
*This man’s kill count is in the TRILLIONS?!?!?!?! he’s gotta be at least level 14 by now*
He grabs it. "This will hurt. If you fight me, it'll hurt more." He rips a strip off of his sleeve and pulls out a needle with a vial on the end. He ties the cloth tightly around Georgie's arm and stabs the needle into him, taking his blood.
Georgie winces, burying his face in the stuffed doll to muffle pained noises
"Thank you for your service, young man." He moves the makeshift tourniquet down to act as a bandage. He pours the blood into Yuri's mouth.
Georgie sits in the grass, rubbing the syringe wound under the bandage, wiping his eyes of tears with the other hand
She snaps her eyes open suddenly, lurching forward and grabbing Oswald by the throat, lifting him up.
He lets out a small frightened scream, scrambling back in the grass
She turns, her head snapping around to look at him. Her bones crack as she goes on all fours and stalks over to him.
He holds his plush tight, eyes squeezed shut
She drops quietly, shaping herself old looking wolf that looks different. It whines and licks his knee
He looks up a little, eyes filled with a mix of fear and worry as he reaches out, lightly petting the wolf
He takes a step toward her. "BULL. (GP). I never asked you for that, woman. Do you understand? I asked you not to work. I said I would take care of anything you asked. That does not mean 'go starve yourself in the woods!' We have plenty of blood around here, you buffoon! This should be a non-issue!"
"I DIDNT WANT TO MAKE YOU UPSET! KILLING YOUR WORKERS, KILLING THE TOWNSFOLK!" She grabs him by the shoulders, her claws digging into him as if she is afraid he'll run.
He doesn't flinch, doesn't wince... doesn't bleed. He speaks softly. "Do you feed on death, Yuri? Do you feed on the instant the soul leaves the body? O do you feed on blood? Do you feed on the thing that humans have 4-6 liters of and of which they can lose 30% without experiencing serious complications? Which is it?" He hisses the last part.
-(TW)-
I have to drain the body dry. I need to feed off one body a day. That death adds up after years and years of continued existence. 3,729,108,230,012 bodies that never went back to their mothers, their fathers, their wives, their husbands, their children because of me." She said, her voice stony and cold "I am a (GP) MONSTER Oswald and sometimes I lie awake, watching the starless sky and keep thinking that I should've just let you kill me the day I met you because maybe I wouldn't be here causing so many issues for you because of how flawed I am."
*Her kill count is in the TRILLIONS?!?!?!?! he’s gotta be at least level 14 by now*
*She is really really really friggin old.*
*yea*
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He grabs it. "This will hurt. If you fight me, it'll hurt more." He rips a strip off of his sleeve and pulls out a needle with a vial on the end. He ties the cloth tightly around Georgie's arm and stabs the needle into him, taking his blood.
Georgie winces, burying his face in the stuffed doll to muffle pained noises
"Thank you for your service, young man." He moves the makeshift tourniquet down to act as a bandage. He pours the blood into Yuri's mouth.
Georgie sits in the grass, rubbing the syringe wound under the bandage, wiping his eyes of tears with the other hand
She snaps her eyes open suddenly, lurching forward and grabbing Oswald by the throat, lifting him up.
He lets out a small frightened scream, scrambling back in the grass
She turns, her head snapping around to look at him. Her bones crack as she goes on all fours and stalks over to him.
He holds his plush tight, eyes squeezed shut
She drops quietly, shaping herself old looking wolf that looks different. It whines and licks his knee
He looks up a little, eyes filled with a mix of fear and worry as he reaches out, lightly petting the wolf
She nuzzles into his hand quietly.
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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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Oswald growls. "Yurishide, stop!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*He even had a one-sided rivalry he didn't know about! Wow!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She snarls, biting out something in Sylvan, and turns around, stalking over to him
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
Fishy can feel a snarling beat, spitting and biting
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*beet or beast?*
Hi! I'm violet, the ultimate silly snake!
*Like a heart beat*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He pulls out his sending stone and puts in an order before looking back at her. "You're sure making a mess of things, girl. First, you don't feed, then you start trying to kill people. I'm trying to trust you, but you're making it difficult." He doesn't seem to care about her feral state.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I need to eat!" She spats, her own blood painting the ground. It sizzles and burns the plant life like acid. "I didn't want to kill! FOR YOU!"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He holds his plush tight, eyes squeezed shut
He takes a step toward her. "BULL. (GP). I never asked you for that, woman. Do you understand? I asked you not to work. I said I would take care of anything you asked. That does not mean 'go starve yourself in the woods!' We have plenty of blood around here, you buffoon! This should be a non-issue!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"I DIDNT WANT TO MAKE YOU UPSET! KILLING YOUR WORKERS, KILLING THE TOWNSFOLK!" She grabs him by the shoulders, her claws digging into him as if she is afraid he'll run.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She drops quietly, shaping herself old looking wolf that looks different. It whines and licks his knee
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He doesn't flinch, doesn't wince... doesn't bleed. He speaks softly. "Do you feed on death, Yuri? Do you feed on the instant the soul leaves the body? O do you feed on blood? Do you feed on the thing that humans have 4-6 liters of and of which they can lose 30% without experiencing serious complications? Which is it?" He hisses the last part.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
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I have to drain the body dry. I need to feed off one body a day. That death adds up after years and years of continued existence. 3,729,108,230,012 bodies that never went back to their mothers, their fathers, their wives, their husbands, their children because of me." She said, her voice stony and cold "I am a (GP) MONSTER Oswald and sometimes I lie awake, watching the starless sky and keep thinking that I should've just let you kill me the day I met you because maybe I wouldn't be here causing so many issues for you because of how flawed I am."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Her kill count is in the TRILLIONS?!?!?!?! he’s gotta be at least level 14 by now*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*She is really really really friggin old.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He looks up a little, eyes filled with a mix of fear and worry as he reaches out, lightly petting the wolf
*yea*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She nuzzles into his hand quietly.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘