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... he keeps me company when I'm lonely sometimes.
2015-04-24 01:02:45 -
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Company can be given by serial killers. Right before they throw your body off a precipice.
2015-04-24 01:03:42 -
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Well that's the best part because I'm already dead.
2015-04-24 01:04:20 -
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That doesn't mean they have good intentions. It just means they can't fulfill their goal.
2015-04-24 01:04:57 -
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Well I'd like to see him try! I can assure you that he's never hurt me.
2015-04-24 01:05:32 -
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Because he's been in a cast since you've known him. Though I suppose he recovered enough for that little rampage.
2015-04-24 01:06:08 -
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And he hasn't done anything to me since he's healed. See? He isn't that bad.
2015-04-24 01:08:59 -
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How long have you been talking to him?
2015-04-24 01:09:39 -
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....A while.
2015-04-24 01:10:19 -
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Stay away from him.
I'm telling you for your own safety.
2015-04-24 01:10:45 -
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You don't control me.
2015-04-24 01:12:19 -
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His purpose is to send souls to Hell, renegade or not. Unless you want to end up in the fiery pit, stay away from him.
2015-04-24 01:13:14 -
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Well maybe hell would be better than staying here!
2015-04-24 01:14:19 -
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NO.
No matter what you think, no matter how sick you are of this place, nothing on Earth or in the afterlife is worse than Hell. Take it from a divine being.
2015-04-24 01:15:26 -
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Have you ever even been there?
2015-04-24 01:16:44 -
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If I did I would literally disintegrate. No good can exist there.
2015-04-24 01:18:04 -
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Exactly! So how could you know about it?
2015-04-24 01:18:40 -
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Did you not just hear me? NO GOOD CAN EXIST THERE. God Himself said so. Has God ever lied?
2015-04-24 01:20:35 -
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WELL WHAT IF I DON'T BELIEVE IN GOD?!
2015-04-24 01:21:12 -
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You have serious issues.
As of yet you've met a bloody angel /and/ a devil. You know you have a soul. And yet you still don't believe in the One who created all three? Well, two I suppose, the devils were mostly Lucifer's doing.
2015-04-24 01:23:09 -
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Call me skeptical, but I remain unconvinced.
2015-04-24 01:24:54 -
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You--
...no. I'm done with this conversation. Have fun with your damn seducing arse of a friend. Right now I need to focus on not going bloody insane.
2015-04-24 01:27:18 -
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Fine. In fact, I WILL GO RIGHT BACK TO HIM NOW.
2015-04-24 01:27:43 -
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I sat up and jumped off the couch. What a bloody pain this all was. It wasn't even technically in my job description to try and convert skeptics. I didn't have to talk to her. She could go to Hell for all I cared, in the most literal sense possible.
What am I saying, I'm an angel, of course it's in my job description. It hurt to see her soul go to waste like this, especially when she seemed to be genuinely enjoying his company. That was the main part. She preferred his company over mine? That hurt a bit too, though in a more subtle and frustrating way. I went over to the bookshelf. Maybe I could read or something, I don't know, anything to keep my mind occupied so I don't lose it. I tried to pull out a novel on the bottom shelf with little success. Dammit. A tiny body is better than no body, though, I suppose.
2015-04-24 01:38:12 -
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A woman ran a brush through her long locks. Next, She set the brush down and fixed the lace on her corsets and smoothed out her dress once. There was a knock.
"Terezi." A male called from the other side. "Γtes-vous prΓͺt?"
"Oui, Spyders." She spoke. "Vous pouvez entrer."
The door opened and the blonde male entered the room. "Joyeux Anniversaire, Terezi." He greeted. "Dix-neuf est un Γ’ge merveilleux."
"Seulement pour le mariage." She corrected as she faced the male. "Bien que vous regardez comme vous ne avez pas pris une ride ."
Spyders giggled slightly. "Trait de famille." He admitted. "Je ai un cadeau pour vous, cependant ." he offered her his arm. "Venir."
She took his arm and walked her down to the study. A brown box rested on the desk. He gestured her to it. Immediately, she walked over and lifted up the metal latches that kept it shut. She didn't know what she was expecting, but what she saw definitely surprised her.
A pure silver dagger rested inside the case in blue velvet. It's handle delicately carved into thorny vines. For a finishing touch, her name was engraved finely into the blade. "C'est beau!" She exclaimed as she took it out of the case. "Comment avez-vous l'argent pour cela?"
:"Quelqu'un me devait une faveur ." He commented. "Garder cachΓ© , cependant. Vous ne savez jamais quand vous en aurez besoin "
She nodded. "Merci!"
Terezi awoke once more. The pain in her leg almost completely gone. She rolled over and faced the other direction. Yeah, she wasn't going to try walking again.
2015-04-24 02:09:11