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[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

 Oohhh darlin, ~

I've been shying away from the general public for so long! It hurts to know I'm disobeying advice from a disgusting redhead ...

Either or, once upon a time a cardinal told me I should mingle more and talk to you stupid people.

So here I am, talk to me.

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[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

Sensible! What a laugh. That's the last thing I'd expect to hear from one of you, heheh~

[runs his tongue over his top lip, swaying excitedly from foot to foot.]

And your choice of topic is ...

[iliekdarkness.livejournal.com]

What can I say? The others are too weak.

Topics, topics... oh, here's one: your world.

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

Why does everyone want to know about my world~? The grass is green, the sky is blue,

I lead a fucked up life so I killed everyone the end. [stops swaying.]

Except my brother.

[iliekdarkness.livejournal.com]

Oh? Killed? That's different... but why not your brother? He special or something?

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

Wouldn't you love to know. [grins wickedly.]

[iliekdarkness.livejournal.com]

Heh... what'd he think? About the killing, I mean.

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

He stopped talking me. He'd always cry on me and beg me to stop, he'd watch me walk in the door with my bloody clothes in my arms. He'd stare.

Like I was really going to stop cleaning this world of the dirty souls that harm him. But he was such a lovely boy!

[iliekdarkness.livejournal.com]

It hurt, didn't it? You tried so hard to help him, and he just wouldn't understand? That's what it sounds like...

Then again, it probably hurt for him, too.

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

People like you, the redheaded wench, the stalker, the bleach-blond curtain wearing whore, they were all in it to laugh at him. To blame him and point fingers at him for nothing.

I couldn't let them live with it, so, I offed them. I offed a lot of people who decided to laugh at the expense of my precious sibling.

He may've hurt, but he needed to realize that all he ever wanted, all he ever needed was right here in his face, begging for a second glance.