05-25-2006, 10:58 PM
Silver stretched his limbs and scanned his new surroundings. The game Dante's Abyss had finally started and the silver eyed human was anxious to spill blood. Reaching into the bag that was provided, the man took out his map and gave it a quick look over. Silver could not tell where he was just by looking at it however.
There is no need to rely on any one else, Tarnoc whispered inside the orange haired human's mind.
That?s a very good idea, Silver replied.
Lets find that fat dude, Tarnoc spoke again. I wanna hear him squeal like a piggy being spitted.
The last comment made Silver throw his head back and give a maniacal laugh. His unique eyes glowing in the sunlight. There was a new glint in them which amazed the owner. He loved the idea of being able to kill purely for other people?s entertainment.
Silver's weapon was still being held like a knife in his teeth. The spoon would not be to useful now so the orange haired man began to walk in no particular direction, in search of prey and better weapons.
So, you gonna eat? Tarnoc asked.
Don't open your mouth again shit face, the trench coat wearing man sneered.
His white gloves clung to his sweaty hands, but he did not take them off. They were the only holy thing on his body and that kept a part of the man sane. Silver broke off into a run, not caring who he ran into. This game was all about suspense and blood, two things Silver just recently began to love. The prospect of feeling fresh warm blood running over his finger tips made the orange haired man to take off his white gloves. Sticking them in a pocket in his coat, the human male took the spoon from his mouth and started to spin it in between his fingers. Suddenly he lifted his head to the sky and opened his mouth.
?Come kill me if you must!? Silver screamed at the top of his lungs. ?Only when I am dead will I show mercy!?
OOC: Anyone Silver encounters, he will fight to the death
There is no need to rely on any one else, Tarnoc whispered inside the orange haired human's mind.
That?s a very good idea, Silver replied.
Lets find that fat dude, Tarnoc spoke again. I wanna hear him squeal like a piggy being spitted.
The last comment made Silver throw his head back and give a maniacal laugh. His unique eyes glowing in the sunlight. There was a new glint in them which amazed the owner. He loved the idea of being able to kill purely for other people?s entertainment.
Silver's weapon was still being held like a knife in his teeth. The spoon would not be to useful now so the orange haired man began to walk in no particular direction, in search of prey and better weapons.
So, you gonna eat? Tarnoc asked.
Don't open your mouth again shit face, the trench coat wearing man sneered.
His white gloves clung to his sweaty hands, but he did not take them off. They were the only holy thing on his body and that kept a part of the man sane. Silver broke off into a run, not caring who he ran into. This game was all about suspense and blood, two things Silver just recently began to love. The prospect of feeling fresh warm blood running over his finger tips made the orange haired man to take off his white gloves. Sticking them in a pocket in his coat, the human male took the spoon from his mouth and started to spin it in between his fingers. Suddenly he lifted his head to the sky and opened his mouth.
?Come kill me if you must!? Silver screamed at the top of his lungs. ?Only when I am dead will I show mercy!?
OOC: Anyone Silver encounters, he will fight to the death