Jul 13, 2019 19:17:49 GMT
Post by olli on Jul 13, 2019 19:17:49 GMT
THEY CALL ME DEVIL, AND YOU SHOULD BE AFRAID
Oliver wasn't a rat bastard. He wasn't the type of person to abandon someone in need, but at the current moment he didn't give a shit. It was every man for himself and the state of things there was a lot more bloodshed and tears than he really cared for. It touched at his heartstrings, but their suffering wasn't enough to pull his heartstrings and puppeteer him into action. He got the girl out. That was enough to keep his conscience from eating away at his guilt.
When the collar fell off and fell around his feet Olli only looked at the mysterious woman. He wasn't going to say thank you. Those words weren't in his vocabulary but he did smirk at her. With a slight not he remained mysterious and held just a touch of intrigue. The voices were louder now without the collar. He could hear the whispers with the collar damaged, but now that it was unshackled completely they were practically screaming.
He was suddenly overwhelmed by their presence and he could do little to stop them from joining them in this torture chamber. The prospect of torture was something they all adored and they came for a closer look. A swirling black cloud of thick black fog rolled around his shoulders. It seemed to spill out from his back and surround him at the center. Moving deeper to fill the room and everything in it. Three pairs of glowing eyes and razor sharp teeth peeked out of the darkness.
Their voices not just in Oliver's head anymore but filling the room. Allowing everyone to hear their raspy choked voices. "This one is so prEEEEEEEEETTTY" The constanant sound sounding like something being strangled partway through the word pretty. A disembodied claw moved through the darkness and slashed at Hellcat's shirt, revealing a hint of cleavage. "Such, tender, supple flesh.... Will be exellent to ravage....." A second frightening claw came from the darkness reaching for her throat. Oliver grabbed a power dampener from the torture room and slapped it around his wrist. The fog disappeared in an instant. A gugrling groan could be heard as the beasts dissappeared as well. 'FUUUUUUUUUCK YOU OLIVER!" The beast snarled.
Places of great evil he had trouble containing the violence of the beasts. Places of horrible tradgey he had trouble dispelling their vile intentions. Oliver didn't want to hurt this girl. He wanted to get to know her maybe, but he definitely didn't want to hurt her. His otherworldly friends might have had other ideas. And more importantly they detested anything that pulled Oliver's focus away from their truer goals. Distractions were not pleasant in their eyes. Mostly women. Oliver had been arrested in the first place for being blamed for butchering several women along the east coast. It wasn't him but the creatures in the fog.
Anyone he ever got close to. Anyone he honestly cared about.... They put an end to the ill concieved relationship and it landed Oliver Rose on G..A.D.E.M.'s radar in the first place. "We really should get the fuck out of here." Oliver said. He didn't like the idea of hanging around in a place where so much pain and suffering still lingered. A place that dripped with the cries of the torutred and a place where his unwanted creatures had a power harness to amplify their will over his own actions.
When the collar fell off and fell around his feet Olli only looked at the mysterious woman. He wasn't going to say thank you. Those words weren't in his vocabulary but he did smirk at her. With a slight not he remained mysterious and held just a touch of intrigue. The voices were louder now without the collar. He could hear the whispers with the collar damaged, but now that it was unshackled completely they were practically screaming.
He was suddenly overwhelmed by their presence and he could do little to stop them from joining them in this torture chamber. The prospect of torture was something they all adored and they came for a closer look. A swirling black cloud of thick black fog rolled around his shoulders. It seemed to spill out from his back and surround him at the center. Moving deeper to fill the room and everything in it. Three pairs of glowing eyes and razor sharp teeth peeked out of the darkness.
Their voices not just in Oliver's head anymore but filling the room. Allowing everyone to hear their raspy choked voices. "This one is so prEEEEEEEEETTTY" The constanant sound sounding like something being strangled partway through the word pretty. A disembodied claw moved through the darkness and slashed at Hellcat's shirt, revealing a hint of cleavage. "Such, tender, supple flesh.... Will be exellent to ravage....." A second frightening claw came from the darkness reaching for her throat. Oliver grabbed a power dampener from the torture room and slapped it around his wrist. The fog disappeared in an instant. A gugrling groan could be heard as the beasts dissappeared as well. 'FUUUUUUUUUCK YOU OLIVER!" The beast snarled.
Places of great evil he had trouble containing the violence of the beasts. Places of horrible tradgey he had trouble dispelling their vile intentions. Oliver didn't want to hurt this girl. He wanted to get to know her maybe, but he definitely didn't want to hurt her. His otherworldly friends might have had other ideas. And more importantly they detested anything that pulled Oliver's focus away from their truer goals. Distractions were not pleasant in their eyes. Mostly women. Oliver had been arrested in the first place for being blamed for butchering several women along the east coast. It wasn't him but the creatures in the fog.
Anyone he ever got close to. Anyone he honestly cared about.... They put an end to the ill concieved relationship and it landed Oliver Rose on G..A.D.E.M.'s radar in the first place. "We really should get the fuck out of here." Oliver said. He didn't like the idea of hanging around in a place where so much pain and suffering still lingered. A place that dripped with the cries of the torutred and a place where his unwanted creatures had a power harness to amplify their will over his own actions.
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