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6/1/2016 12:41:06 AM
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[b]There was a quiet whine in his ear[/b]
Can't believe you forgot about me already
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"I don't know who or what you are." He shakes him off his shoulders and looks down at what was behind him.
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[b]It was the man that claimed to be his father's friend[/b] That hurts you know [b]He painfully sits up and rubs his back[/b]
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"You're lucky I didn't put a bullet in your head." He shakes his head and offers a hand up.
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[b]He takes Thomas's hand almost immediately[/b] My back and tail are probably going to be sore [b]He stretches and a loud pop is heard[/b]
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He chuckled a bit at the pop. "You alright? I'm sorry about that..."
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I doubt that [b]He had his right eye closed but when he opened it the glowing eye was actually gone and he started feeling around for it[/b] Normally the eye won't come out but if enough force is applied in the right spot it pops right out
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"I don't pull my punches on strangers. Especially those who say they know my father." At the mention of the word father his demeanor changed from questioning to angry.
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[b]He turns around and scoops the eye into his hand from a small dust pile[/b] Well I have to disinfect this later. By the way your father isn't all too bad once you get to know him [b]He puts the eye into his pocket and waves a hand over his right eye socket covering it in shadows like an eyepatch[/b] He's pissed me off plenty of times but I tolerate his behavior
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"My father is dead, and rightfully so. I hope he rots in Hell for what he's done. I hope he's tortured endlessly by those he killed."
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Funny thing is...he sorta lives in my castle....in hell [b]He grins out of discomfort probably expecting backlash from his response[/b]
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"He deserves nothing but torture and pain. I hate him and what he was." His face was stone with anger and hatred.
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But I... [b]He looks at the ground and the watery look in his eye made it obvious he was upset[/b] I couldn't do something like that [b]He opens his right hand and a small book appears with a flash of blue light[/b] ...I took the time to photograph all the adventures my family had...they never knew about it because I was scared they'd criticize me [b]He holds out the book to Thomas and at this point he was already crying[/b] You think he's a horrible man but look at how much good he's done in the past
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"He's the reason my mother is dead. I have no respect for him, even he was part of your 'family' or not." He eyes the book and takes it slowly, starting to flip through it. "What is this?"
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A photo album to show you the good he's done...you're lucky you even got to know your mother [b]There's old photos inside the album from over many years that include group photos,celebrations,special events and portraits with names written under them. All the photos seemed cheerful until he reached the last page in the photo album that had a burnt picture and a message written in blood[/b] [i]You're a filthy abomination for staying with them, they never cared[/i]
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"What's this last page?" He turns the book on the man, pointing to the message.
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It's my fault... [b]When he sees the page he starts crying again, blood streams down his face from his right eye[/b] Sometimes I wonder if they'd be alive...if I never came along but. [b]He pauses for a moment before continuing[/b] I couldn't live alone anymore so I took the chance and ended up killing them in the end
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He nods, closing the book and handing it back. "Sounds like good riddance..."
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[b]He doesn't bother saying anything else but he bites his lip as the blood literally boils off his skin[/b]
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He still holds the book, waiting for the man to take the book back. His face had softened a bit, but his anger and hatred on the subject was still obvious and apparent.
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Editado por Forlorn Crow: 6/2/2016 10:24:51 AM[b]He takes the book holding it close to his chest but when he goes to speak Thomas can see his tongue had changed to silver[/b] You're the real monster [b]The words literally left a burning sensation in his ears that repeated in his mind[/b]
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"My past isn't clean, neither is yours, neither is anyone's. There's something always there, but his, his was the dirtiest, his goal was to kill, maim and anger. I have no such intentions." He put an angry emphasis on the word [i]his[/i], as if it was a tough word to get out.
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How does it feel when that grudge you hold starts eating you alive? [b]He turns to leave as blood runs down his face again[/b] When you're done whining like a bitch give me a call [b]He starts walking down the street and knocks a man on his ass when he approaches[/b]
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"It's already consumed me..." He whispers under his breath and turns to walk away.
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[b]He heard a voice in his head briefly[/b] [i]no it hasn't, and it doesn't hurt to ask for help[/i]
