🔘Ｌｉｓｔｅｎ тo мe, ᗯᕮ'ᒪᒪ GᑌIᗪᕮ yΘƲ ƚo Ⴆҽ вєттєя🔘 🌀⅄ou'rǝ NФT ᎩԾuᏒᏕꂅլꊰ, ℓєт мɘ CҺ૦໐ƨe ƒσя yoOUu🌀🔘A ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ versioɴ øբ yØursǝℓғ🔘 🌀ɪ caN Ꭰꂅ꒝ᎥᎠꂅ ＦＯＲ ყσυ, ᶠʳᶤᵉᶰᵈ🌀
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violɘnt…gory…dark…foul languagɘ…
Sɘrνing oυr mastɘr!¿
…mind ℳαn¡fɘstations﹖?﹗
Dɘmon figmɘnts~? Whichɘvɘr way you sɘɘ it.
((National tell your crush you like them day Vs national someone tried to blow up the government so now we celebrate by setting things on fire-
Hrm I know what I'd pick))
They both laughed a bit at that one.
Seems Fuck was in an okay mood as well. Not screaming how worthless everything was.
He almost looked ugly cute, there, holding the little Frooty Pop between his nubs.
🔘Oσн, I'м υρ ɗσωη αηɗ αƖƖ αяσυηɗ fσя ƬHAƬ!
ƜƐ ƇAƝ Ƒ I R Ɛ ƬHE ƜORƘƐRS!🔘
Meanwhile, whilst Psycho and Nox fought it out in the spirit world above, with two other fighters coming in from the street, Nny chucked this poor sap at the beast.
Did it do anything? Except kill someone. Well, mangle them, first. ..And then draw attention to Johnny. ANYthing--
🌀Maƨեǝɾ-
Mɑsեҽɾ, օհ, թƖҽɑɑɑssszzzzҽ~🌀
It mimicked, with torment.
For, this Thing, the inner motions of its consciousness that they were enveloped in, was Psycho's Master.
And unlike Eff? He served it willingly.
…This almost seemed appreciated, if an ungodly entity could --
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This spawn was from a different hell to the one he was used to. The darkling it had absorbed the energy back of — the one Nox had levitated, then a tendril had smacked away, the screeching one which was clearly 'alive' — it was inside the mind of this beast. And it saw him. --
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--Yes, his body may basically be a paste on the floor, with the gory mush that other snapping heads were gnawing into with voracity, as they snatched up another victim - the one Nny threw its way. But his soul was now battling this demonic creature and its breaker. --
(When Hisoka sees the number 777 outside, he's probably gonna get that super anime déjà vu flashback card pop up in front of his eyes..)
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This was great. It was nice to be out. If Eff were in any way polite, he'd say thank you for taking him. But he's not. So he won't.
🔘Ɯнαт ∂σ уσυ тнιηк'ѕ мσяє ƒℓαммαвℓє, тнє gяєαѕє ση тнє кσσкѕ' ƒαcєѕ σя, єя, тнє gяєαѕє ιη тнє ναтѕ?🔘
He chuckled at his fry cook-er joke.
Life. This realm. Something to claim, to tear away from and torture - feeding the need for violence, with gory mutilations and eviscerations.
That's a want, for this Thing.
If the body was alive and screaming, not some old, rejected corpse, just a lifeless husk, then it would--
It definitely didn't help with Nny's sanity and he's always tried not to look at it before.
It was kept, locked away, bound here.
Like how the D-boys weren't ever able to leave the house.
But after Day of the Dead? Meeting the Nen user and feeling the energy of that scarab? --
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-- not speak. Didn't move.
Psycho..? He was the one now giving up the ghost, (that was if there was a proverbial ‘ghost’ to give in to, when rather regarded as soulless..) exclaiming- in pure ecstasy! Maybe he could finally fucking leave!!
…Whatever class system Nox thought --
