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Subject: .playing like a child.(come critque meh)

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.Child's Play.(the name is MINE)

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Date Posted: 16:16:42 07/31/02 Wed

.isn't it so funny? evil. such a powerful word used among those of lighter tendencies. but to those of us whom welcome the darkness as an alliance refer to such a word with casuality, mostly only the weaker of our kind calling themselves only 'evil'. i am not just evil. i am sinister, cynical, sardonic, cruel, sarcastic, fierce, robust, violent. i don't know about you, but for me,.

.evil is not good enough.

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.Vicious bringer of destruction prowls along the regions boundaries in utter silence. A single toe emerges from the bath of shadows to bask in the moonlight, if only for a moment. Clouded pelt is pulled taut as a bold entry is made.

.where's the guest book?.

.Half grin taunts at visage, finally spreading like a wildfire. Delicate cranium is held elevated with the high tail carriage of an arabian. Shrieking noise ruptures from larynyx and hangs in the mist like a forgotten memory. This would be fun.

.my life's a model kit.
.but i burned the instructions.
.and the pieces don't fit.

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