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capeandcowl2012-05-14 04:37 pm
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two. ☠ video. ( backdated to this morning )
[ it's early in the morning and there's little miss Death, sitting on the steps of some apartment building. she's looking up at the sky before she speaks, hand sliding around the edge of her sigil -- the ankh hanging from her neck.
after a moment: ]
Desire's no longer with us anymore. Sorry.
[ and she fiddles with the ankh for a moment before smiling this... strange, almost sad little smile and then hanging up. ]
after a moment: ]
Desire's no longer with us anymore. Sorry.
[ and she fiddles with the ankh for a moment before smiling this... strange, almost sad little smile and then hanging up. ]
voice;
voice;
voice;
I'll try not to give away the ending!
[ she's kidding... of course... since it's fake. ]
voice;
[Also kidding... sort of.] You should make a list of things you'd like to do while you're here.
voice;
voice; catchin up holy crap
I'd suggest some touristy stuff, too. As much as people will complain about it, it's fun.
voice; judges
voice; points to eyes points to ass
voice; wow rUDE
voice; never dat asss
voice; bites lip
voice; unf
voice; ur unf