James Moriarty.

// Sorry guys, shutting this account down.

Daddy's had enough now.

From the bottle to the fancy glass, I'm drinking your blood like the finest wine.

The rain is blood, your blood.

// Haha I suck at keeping this account running.

A spider builds its net very precisely, just like I've built mine.

@PristineTigress // that*

@PristineTigress Tat is how I ask -Jim mutters-

I have a gun, I have a web and I have a sniper. Please be alarmed.

@PristineTigress -Jim takes the gun and shoots the wall.- I want something to eat, Sebby -He whines- Make me something!

@PristineTigress You're the one being confusing. -He sits down on a chair in the kitchen- Food.

The sea is red, coloured by your blood.

I'm painting the world red with your blood, and the insides of your brains.

@PristineTigress Exactly.. -He huffs back, fingering at the gun in his waistband-

@PristineTigress Of course I wouldn't. I love you, you know. Even though you're a bit annoying sometimes.

@PristineTigress -He grins- Actually I can, sweetheart. Actually I can.

@PristineTigress Nothing. At least not yet. -The criminal shrugs- Or have you?

@PristineTigress I clearly said your blood, didn't I?

@PristineTigress It depends on my mood.