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[Video] Eighth Decree
Oct. 27th, 2011 11:15 pmI'm no longer amused with this holiday's little will-o-wisps. If I see that bastard's ugly smirk for one minute longer, I'm going to start sending people to join him in the ranks of the undead! CHE!
Don't know what I'm talking about? I'd love for SOMEONE to be able to see this pauper. At least then I wouldn't feel as if I was losing my mind.
[Swings the feed to the side, feel free to either see nothing and think Bel is even more unhinged than before or you may see a man with a rather familiar lower-half of the face, grinning even wider than the prince usually does. He too bears a crown and blonde hair that hung low over his eyes, though this man's was longer and straighter than Belphegor's. Also, he was semi-transparent.
If it wasn't obvious these two were once close in at least a biological sense, one could tell from the even more unsettling laugh that was falling from the dead man's lips.
The Dreamberry swings back to Bel, but he's looking toward the apparition with a tight, forced smile, baring his teeth like fangs.]
Just how many more times do you have to die to stay dead and out of my sight, dear royal pain of a brother? Ushishishi!
[Finally he looks to the phone again, unbalanced smile fading into a frown.] Is the Prince mistaken in thinking he heard there was someone who could get rid of these damn things around here?
Call me. I'll make it worth your while.
[And the call abruptly ends.]
Don't know what I'm talking about? I'd love for SOMEONE to be able to see this pauper. At least then I wouldn't feel as if I was losing my mind.
[Swings the feed to the side, feel free to either see nothing and think Bel is even more unhinged than before or you may see a man with a rather familiar lower-half of the face, grinning even wider than the prince usually does. He too bears a crown and blonde hair that hung low over his eyes, though this man's was longer and straighter than Belphegor's. Also, he was semi-transparent.
If it wasn't obvious these two were once close in at least a biological sense, one could tell from the even more unsettling laugh that was falling from the dead man's lips.
The Dreamberry swings back to Bel, but he's looking toward the apparition with a tight, forced smile, baring his teeth like fangs.]
Just how many more times do you have to die to stay dead and out of my sight, dear royal pain of a brother? Ushishishi!
[Finally he looks to the phone again, unbalanced smile fading into a frown.] Is the Prince mistaken in thinking he heard there was someone who could get rid of these damn things around here?
Call me. I'll make it worth your while.
[And the call abruptly ends.]
