Home Sweet Hell

[Marie]

*she lets herself fall to the floor as she wraps her arms around her head as thought he was gonna hit her, her body shook and trembeled as she finches away from him*

I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, whatever it was that I did I'm sorry, sorry, please, I'm sorry, I'm so Sorry, please forgive me, please?

*her voice was cracked as though she was crying, all of this was so sudden, most likely she was going crazy again, maybe this was someones sick way of amusment to tease her...why bother to think about this? there never is an answer in the end. She tryes to stop herself fropm shivering by trying to curl up in a ball to herself but her nerevs where already shooken up to well as she continues to beg her appoligies*

[zeah1niccals5]

(Though I want to partake, I see no reason........T_T Lissa'll get Muds, make more babies......no role for me at all....XnX)

[Murduck]

(( Oh for god's sake. Can't make any of you happy, can I? Ok, fine. No one gets him. And Zeah, you already have a trouser snake man on bay. Now, just go with it. I have something in plan. I'm not telling any of you what's going to happen, but everything is on track, just like I predicted. Hehe. *phew* Alright, this part makes me cringe. ))

*He stops and gathers himself again, this time with a wicked demonic look grown on his face that could send chills to anyone's spine. In a low, almost possessed voice, he mutters to her, as he stands up, eying her down coldly*

Your insolence and apologies will not work.

*He grabs her by the collar and drags her into the small space between his bedroom and the kitchen. On the closet doors on their left ( I think. ) there laid a rusty knife stabbed into the wood. He dumps her on her back roughly and pins her down, pulling the knife out forcefully*

So, tell me. What does it feel like to be the weak one? *He plays with the knife, looking down on her*

Not so enjoyable is IT? *He points the knife closely to the skin of her chest*

kill her. take back whats yours.

(( This is all psychological. During the time he got his "heart ripped out", his real body was having its organs removed. And everything that happened in "hell" is symbolic. PM me and I'll explain it if you'd like. ))

[zeah1niccals5]

(Jesus... I wasn't suggesting that. I still have no role. Christ. I'll just comment, then.)

[Marie]

(( I like cheese. ))

*she knew that one day all of what she has ever done would catch up to her, her begging and appoligizing would not work after a limit has been reached, he must stil me mad at her about what happened between her and D2D but even if that was it there was somthing else. inspite puzzeled and confussed of his questions and unable to think of anything to do about it she still continueesd to look up at him.*

w-w-w what is it? What do you want?!

[Lissachoa]

*The Yelling from inside the bago catches my attention, causing me to break away from my thoughts. after taking a good look around My Jeeep of all the little things that I took pleaseure in life I stand up from my driver seat and walk over next to Amma, looking through the window*

...you know, this would be much better if he was drunk. *rasies an eye brow*

[Murduck]

(( You women are tearing me apart. Well, except Mel. She couldn't be fucked, I can tell XD Anddddd, I'm being deadly serious about no one getting him. It depends on what the others want and how it goes. I just RP my part, you lot try and get in and see how it goes from there, ok? Lord. Bloody women. ))

YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT IT IS I WANT! RETURN IT!! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO IT! *He stabs the knife through the floor, right next to her head, glaring at her closely*

[Marie]

(( *flips you off* ))


*she flinches a bit as he does so, she thinks for a moment as she ruffels through her pockets until she finaly pulls one of them out and opens up her hand showing him a small Marbel he gave to her that one faithful day, under the Marbel in her hand was a black mark of a Skull, her voice trembeled as she spoke*


h-here it is.....

[Murduck]

(( D: I can't help it, I'm under extreme pressure. =.= This one here and this one there. Bloody think shit up yourselves then. Christ. ))

*He slaps the marble away and pins her hand down on the floor roughly, touching it with his own and letting loose what he saw in his mind and in his eyes into her own.*

If you won't return it, I'll take it.. just as you took mine *he growled, pulling out the knife from the floorboards*

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(( Anger issuesssss 8) *sings* Emoboy. <: ))

Kekeke. Well, he's going to rip her to shards with that knife.

[Marie]

(( eww. Weee, blood stuff? =D ))

*her eyes start to tear up, fer face pale then usual, it was clear that that she was so struck with fear that she could not move. she could not even argue that si was not her who did such a horrable thing, with that she tightly closes her eyes and waits for what he was about to do*

[Lissachoa]

*seeing all of this I slowly inch towards teh Bago door while still looking through the window*

[Murduck]

(( Finally got her to cry! Haha. Going smoothly. ))

*He watches a tear drop fall off her cheek, and that same voice murmered in his mind.

I hate it when you cry because of something I did. I don't inte--

*The voice fades off once again and he freezes, as he was just about to dive the knife straight into her heart. The loud clatter rang through the Winnebago, echoing. He tilted over and fell back against the closet door, the knife laying on the floor right next to him.*

What am I..*he murmured to himself* What am I doing..I..GET OUT!! *he yelled*

[Marie]

*she sits up a bit, still emotinaly scared and drained of what all has been going on, with what effort she had she tryes to stand up but her legs keep giving out on her as she falls to the ground*

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((...xDD You're such a dumbass D. ))

Just as I suspected. *She rubbed her chin.* His conscience is developed through perhaps, a few memories that flash in and out of his head. He doesn't know what is right from wrong..