{{ L }} "Moods ruined, just like everything you get involved with."
Surge groans. I wasn't sure why she had never socked the other in the jaw and be done with it. Why did it have to be him of all people to cross paths with her.
{{ L }} "!"
Of course, when she wanted to be alone this spikey, blue, dickhead had to just randomly appear. She should slug him, but didn't have the enegry.
"Yeah, I'm fuckin' great. Now that we got that covered, why don't you fuck off." She huffs, hoisting the strap of her duffle bag over her shoulder.
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~This blog is getting archived. Can now fine my goofy ass over at @cxffeeshxp
This blog dissappeared because Tumblr's stupid ass decided to nuke it btw, for anyone curious.
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{{ L }} "Would hope so, not against ravaging my old stomping grounds if I am ordered to."
The tides of time had changed human and vampire relations. Just felt like yesterday London was on fire and the streets shined crimson with a sea of blood as Millennium and the Vatican decided to wage war. Did tend to make his job stale.
"That is good. So, you seem well read and I can only assume you walked the night for some time now... so I am curious if you know of me, or what I do."
"It's not as bad as it used to be. The modern era has granted some level of peace to the region."
There's a flicker of pride in her voice. Her home had changed so much in her absence, and that was to be expected- but the changes were good. She liked the way humans seemed to change around her, the way the world shifted with each passing year.
Lisa fussed slightly with the hem of her sleeve as she spoke. "Some of the younger vampires have arranged deals with the human clinics, to take blood donations that are rejected or unsuitable for transfusion. It's helped reduce the killings at least."
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{{ L }} "Indeed I did, Miss."
Removing his hat, Striker sets it on the counter before ordering the hardest liquor this place had to offer. "You always make a habit of buying others drink?"
@diffxrentwxrlds | x
She motions to the bartender, "Get this gentleman whatever he wants." She instructed chuckling to herself.
"Take it you've had a rough day?"
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I don’t know where you are
But I’m waiting at your door every day
Rules II About II Bio
Relatively new blog
Penned by Blaze
Art by Petushocheck
Your neighbor says you’ve gone away You left not ever to stay
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Tatsumaki 😍😍😍😍😍😍
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Sound the bugle.
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Good boy.
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THere is not a single thought in between those eyes, guys
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So…. Do you think?-
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"What about a lamb turn god?" Lambert asks Striker.
{{ L }} "What's your opinion on Imps?"
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Discord on da Discord
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Well then what about sinners then?
{{ L }} "Hmm, an annoying bunch, but most are just trying to get accustomed to life in Hell or indulge in their vices. Ain't care one way or another about them."
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~So I know fuck ALL about the hierarchy in Viz's Hell but going to assume Imps and Hellhounds are probably at the bottom with Sinners being above them.
Well, whatever.
While Striker won't hesitate to kill fellow Imps, but with how they are all mistreated, he would prefer not to. This is why he takes great pride in what he does and having the notoriety he does.
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Even the kids?, like yeah they're royals too but...still kids
{{ L }} "Them too, ALL of 'em. They don't hesitate to step on us, to otherize us, so why should I extend them the same mercy they deprived us of."
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