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.Riddle Me this. .Riddle me that. .Who's afraid. .Of my colors. .Red and. .Black. .†Death is my Best Friend†. .†.Essence of Death.†. .†.Wench malovents forth, large mass entering the wretched moonlight and piercing pelt with a sharp vividness. Oracles scream through the darkness and latch to yours with a hatred so fierce, curling in a ball hiding seems like a good option. Haridan hath lived her longer than most and knew the "ropes" like the back of her hooves. Harks pin to crania as once over is given. Tsk what a waste. Was she even accepted? I highly doubt this. But hell I'm in a good mood. Lets see what I can make of this.†. .Hi There honey. .Are you lost?. .Cause you certainly. .Don't mix with the likes of us. .I can see that just by looking at you. .We are a herd of the best and nastiest girls in the biz. .Think you can handle that?. .It's time for a reality check. .We will tolerate you. .But you will wear on us. .And soon death will be the card you pick. .You sure you wanna continue with this mission. .You have chosen?. .Lemme know angel. .I have ALL the time in the world. | ||||